MTL - The Evil God Emperor is In the City-Chapter 142 Peaceful Yin Fuzong?
Wu Suqiu seemed to like Zhao Yiqing very much. When Zhao Yiqing read the "Twelve Meridian Examination" again after eating, her eyes slanted up the book and said: "Yiqing, you have a weak foundation in practice. tell you?"
"OK."
Wu Suqiu smiled warmly.
"The viscera of the human body, at every hour, one yang is born; at one hour at noon, one yin is born. There are ten heavenly stems, twelve meridians, divided..."
Guarded by the Sutras Pavilion for decades, Wu Suqiu, who is ashes as she is, can only enjoy reading books. The basic knowledge of these Taoisms has already been recited. Being able to cite and explain in simple language makes Zhao Yiqing understand it very clearly.
In this respect, Ge Mu is not as good as her. Ge Mu is full of the mysterious and subtle Taoism concept of the upper realm. It is acceptable to practice on his own, but it is far worse to preach and teach.
He also listened to a few words carefully, and then said goodbye to Wu Suqiu, with a grass root in his mouth, ready to go to Lu Lie, the pavilion master of the Punishment Pavilion, to discuss techniques.
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There is no time in the cultivation of Taoism. In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
Nothing major happened in the leisurely Sanqingmen, at most noisy and so on.
For example, Lou Xingnan stole the wine that Pang Shiduo had collected for more than ten years under the instigation of several brothers and sisters. Elder Pang blew his beard and stared, and the palm of his hand knocked several greedy juniors more than 20 meters away, rolling and crawling. When he got up, he didn't even have the slightest injury.
Another example is the battle in the battle field. One beat the other on the ground, disagreeing with each other, and arguing with their necks.
It's not a big deal.
Feng Tianhe, the sect master, was not happy with this peaceful scene, and he sighed more and more in recent days.
At dusk that day, he walked to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion alone with his hands on his back. Under the loquat tree at dusk, Wu Suqiu looked more and more old-fashioned. He walked over slowly and called out, "Junior Sister."
"Senior brother is here, haven't you come to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion for a month?"
Wu Suqiu asked Feng Tianhe to sit down, and when they reached a cup of very clear tea, they pushed them over.
After a cup of tea.
Wu Suqiu said: "How many years have I come to Sanqingmen? Fifty-seven years ago, I was only fifteen years old when I came, and now I am seventy-two. Remember when you came here, brother, you were not as high as me, but you learned something. If you have more, you will teach on behalf of your teacher, but you were much more serious then than you are now.”
"Is it?"
"No!"
Feng Tianhe picked up the tea cup again, but there was no more tea in the cup.
Wu Suqiu continued: "At that time, if I didn't listen to your preaching carefully, you would hit the palm of your hand with the master's ring ruler, but the first time I hit me, I immediately cried, and you won't give up after that... But ah, brother, you don't know At that time, I was actually pretending, and my temperament is not afraid of pain."
After that, Wu Suqiu had a wide smile on her face, and the wrinkles on her face became deeper and deeper. Feng Tianhe looked at her from the corner of his eye, his vision blurred, as if he was recalling what she looked like at that time.
At that time, Wu Suqiu, who was cardamom, loved to talk and laugh, and he also had a touch of cunning. When he made a mistake, he couldn't bear to be punished.
"It's been more than fifty years in a flash."
"Well, several of my senior brothers and sisters died, and my junior sister, I am now in the shape of a willow, looking forward to the fall, counting the days and waiting to die. Senior brother, you are here to tell me about my Shouyuan. Will it be over?"
Feng Tianhe squeezed the teacup and put it down, then picked it up again, repeated several times, and sighed heavily.
"Master said back then that you were in a deep love, and decades have passed. You and I are both old and rare. Can't you let go of what you change?"
Wu Suqiu opened her eyes and smiled lightly: "In that year, I traveled thousands of miles from Gannan to Xishu, and rummaged through thousands of pieces of gravel in the Xiefang Valley. The sadness is over, but brother, I always don't believe that a person who has been together for many years will leave without saying a word."
"Wen send this person with a bad heart!"
"He treated me very well back then... Sometimes I still think of him. When I think of myself back then, it's like looking at a painting. The things in that painting are really good."
"But he also hurt you for the rest of your life."
Wu Suqiu shook his head: "I made it myself."
silence.
After a long time, Feng Tianhe stood up.
Looking at the setting sun that was about to fall, he stretched out his hand to trace the dark outline of the distant mountain, and his face suddenly burst into a generous expression: "Master, although our Sanqing Sect was small back then, the disciples in the sect were never bullied, remember. Is it?"
"Remember."
"Senior brother brought you to pacify Yin Fuzong!"
As soon as these words came out, the old-fashioned Wu Suqiu also stood up suddenly, shaking her body, staring at Feng Tianhe.
A long time ago, Feng Tianhe and Pang Shiduo had this idea, but for the sake of the peace of the monastic world in the southern country, they finally forbeared it - there is also the reason for Zhang Xugu's pressure.
"Senior brother, we Sanqingmen have only accumulated this wealth decades after the First World War in Xiefanggu, so it's not easy for him, why should we fight for the sake of my sister and me, who is about to die? Light, how do you face the ancestors of the Sanqingmen? I disagree with this matter. You are the master of the sect, and you must always stand in the overall situation~www.novelbuddy.com~ Wu Suqiu is very emotional, and she is very excited. Cough from time to time.
Feng Tianhe patted her back and said, "It's true that I'm the head of the Sanqing Sect, but I'm still your senior brother, you... just a few days away! If this last wish can't be fulfilled, then I will practice it for seventy years again. What's the use? To be a shrinking turtle for a lifetime?"
"You also have to think about the juniors, they have nothing to do with this."
"I've already figured it out. Just a few of our older brothers and sisters will enter Bashu without a single disciple. We fought in the Xiefanggu battle back then, and we're afraid of his mere Yin Fuzong? And I've already done this. After thinking about it for many years, I have made an appointment with Sun Gouzi from the Zhengyi method and several old friends from Danxiamen."
The merger of Feng Tian was not impulsive!
On the contrary, he who has been in charge of the Sanqingmen for many years is also a man with a strong mind.
"It's time to understand the grievances and grievances of the decades! Besides, since the five evil mother-in-laws disturbed the five mountains, the right and the evil are destined to have disputes again, this time it is better for us to start first, and put the situation after the war in Xiefanggu. All the remnants of the repairs will be wiped out.”
"Brother Pang, what do you mean?"
"He wanted to fight!"
Wu Suqiu still shook his head: "Senior brother, you have to think twice, there are no strong people like Zhang Xugu's predecessors to hold back. Once the war starts, the cultivating world of the southern country will probably be shaken. The matter with Wen Ji is the fault of the junior and sister alone, and it can't be done again. Bring the tired rivers and lakes together."
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with infatuation?
Feng Tianhe muttered a few words in a low voice, turned his eyes to the south bank of the Great Lake, and his sight passed through the many barriers and fell to the statue of Tianshi on the lake shore. The statue of Tianshi was staggered by a distance of more than ten feet like a consonance.
"Borrow the Heavenly Master Sword—"
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