Chapter 695

When Xie Qingyun summoned Lin Yao in Qingyun palace to make final preparations for the western expedition of Jianzong, a story was also happening at the other end of the eastern region.

Zhongshan Lingmai.

The main hills of the candle dragon hall are crowded day after day.

Recently, the war between the people and Demons has been raging. In addition to bringing a tense atmosphere to the sect, it has also made the sect more lively than ever, with frequent exchanges of monks and material transfers.

The more lively the main mountain is, the more desolate the back mountain where Wang Daode's ancestor is.

If the master hadn't taken an apprentice a few years ago and barely added some popularity to Houshan, it would be a cold word.

However, this bleak scene seems to be a very indifferent thing for Wang Daode.

He has always been a "freak" in the eyes of everyone. He doesn't like to make trouble. It seems that he has only a few citrus trees in his eyes.

Wang Daojing stood in front of the citrus tree and stared at the small trees he had taken care of for many years.

"Master." at this time, a gentle voice came from behind him.

The old man nodded and sighed, "I heard your master Zhao say that Zhongling domain is gone?"

"Yes, huanling, the Taoist sect of the middle spirit region, is actually the sect of the demon clan. All the senior friars are demon monks of the demon clan.

With their cooperation from inside to outside, Wannian Xiongguan and longchengguan were lost overnight. "The master of the voice is Wang Daode's only disciple, Mo Yan in black.

He reported the situation with great respect and heaviness.

"I also heard that except the sword sect is going to help the Zhongling domain, other Taoist sects are ready to give up the Zhongling domain for the time being?" Wang Daode's eyelids kept shaking and his heart trembled.

Mo Yan hung his head slightly, "this is their decision."

"Stop loss in time."

Wang Daode laughed inexplicably, and the meaning of the laughter was difficult to understand.

"Do you know which house is the strongest on Seventh Avenue?" he asked suddenly.

Mo Yan was stunned. He didn't understand why the master suddenly asked like this. He thought carefully and carefully said, "is it Taiqing palace?"

The tradition of Dharma practice has always been the loudest voice in the world of practice.

According to reason, Taiqing palace, as a sect of Dharma and Taoism, should also be the most powerful?

The old man shook his head and asked, "do you know how many people there are in Jianzong?"

"More than three thousand people." Mo Yan replied quickly.

Sword sect has always been the most unique sect in the whole practice world.

"Do you know which sect is the most inviolable in the whole human domain?"

"Sword sect." Mo Yan replied without hesitation.

"Why?"

"Sword cultivation is based on killing, so all disciples of sword sect will report. They are the most murderous and unreasonable. The style of the sect is simple and brave." Mo Yan said.

"That's the best way to go out." Wang Daode said.

Mo Yan nodded slightly and felt that the four words "open to go out" were really appropriate to describe the sword sect.

The general sect does not talk about the magnitude of Taoism. Even if it is only the top sect, it will start to "be timid" in the face of various disputes, calculate various gains and losses and interests, and act rationally.

But Jianzong is not like this.

At any time, the sword sect is motivated.

The most famous example happened in the year of Chang'an.

At that time, the Terran had just finished the first battle of Taoism and demons, and was in the ascendant stage. The sword sect was also seriously injured, recuperating and accumulating strength.

At that time, there was a very strong wild witch clan on the grassland in the western part of the eastern region. There was even a nine boundary wizard in the clan, which could be regarded as several forces in the human region at that time.

In order to practice magic tools for sacrificial rites, the nine boundary wizard ordered the people to kill the surrounding tribes. Accidentally, he slaughtered a Xiuzhen family under the sword clan.

At that time, the sword sect sent an emissary to question the savage witch family and asked them to hand over the murderer and plead guilty.

But the savage witch clan has always been unscrupulous. In addition, the killing of the tribe was ordered by the wizard of Jiujing. If he handed over his men like this, what would the people think of him?

Not only is there no reward for helping you, but also you have to lose your life?

Didn't he lose all his prestige in the ethnic group?

Moreover, at that time, the sword sect was in an unprecedented weakness. How could it fight for a small command?

On the contrary, he can become famous by contradicting the deeds of Jianzong.

Based on these considerations, the nine boundary wizard made a decision that he regretted all his life.

He drove away the messenger of Jianzong, and sent a word back, "a scholar can be killed, not humiliated."

So the sword sect fulfilled his wish.

The sword sect mobilized and mobilized most of its strength to expedition to the wilderness.

The savage tribe was terrified at the news, and the Wizards in the nine territories quickly sought peace.

But it's too late.

When the bow is opened, there is no turning arrow. When the sword is out of its sheath, it will be stained with blood.

For half a month, friar Lian Zhan of Jianzong killed all the way from the edge of the wilderness to the center. Finally, he killed in front of the nine boundary wizards and said a word back to him.

"If you want dignity, you can trade your life for it."

Then, the wizard of the nine territories owls under the three foot sword.

The once prosperous barbarian tribe was completely ruined because it mistakenly beheaded a small Xiuzhen family under the sword clan.

Of course, behind such a beautiful ending is that Jianzong paid a huge price for it.

When zongmen was weakest, the expedition further weakened the power of Jianzong, and even made Jianzong fall into turmoil in the next millennium, almost falling from the position of daozong.

But what comes from it is that the concept of "those who violate our sword sect will be killed even if they are far away" has been completely printed into the hearts of friars all over the world, so that everyone has to weigh in their hearts when facing the friars of the sword sect.

What really chills the friars all over the world is that during the expedition, there were all friars of the sword sect, and no one had ever raised an objection.

The door is full of words and war.

There will be no second such door in the world.

......

"But it's not enough to be brave. Even if a five-year-old child doesn't die, will it frighten a strong adult?" Wang Daode asked.

Mo Yan was stunned and seemed to realize, "master, what do you mean?"

"The sword sect has only 3000 people and is so domineering, but it can make the sect in the world as afraid as a tiger," said Wang Daoyou. "In the final analysis, it's not because the sword sect is the strongest sect in the land of the human race."

"If the tripod of the Seventh Avenue sect stands in the world, there must be the strongest, but the world has never heard of the saying of the strongest Taoism, because this strongest Taoism is the sword sect."

"If any other Taoist sect has this strength, it will vigorously promote this name."

"But the sword practitioners of the sword sect always have only swords in their eyes. They never care about these false names and don't need them. Naturally, they won't take the initiative to publicize them.

As for the other six Taoist sects, it is even more impossible to actively promote the prestige of other sects, which led to this situation. "

"However, although there is no publicity on the surface, everyone knows the strength of Jianzong."

"I see..." Mo Yanchang breathed a sigh of emotion.

Wang Daode turned around and looked at Mo Yan. The mood in his eyes had never been full. "Our candle dragon hall started from the early founder Wang Puxian, and the biggest goal is to lead the candle dragon hall to become a Taoist school."

"However, due to various factors, including the full membership of the Taoist sect, the suppression of the Taiqing palace, our lack of strength and regional disputes... In short, the matter of the Taoist sect has been far away."

He chuckled, "but here's the chance."

Mo Yan was shocked all over. He immediately understood Wang Daode's meaning and exclaimed, "master, do you want to... Rush to the middle spirit domain?"

"Huanling sect is the door of the demon sect. Naturally, it is no longer our Terran Taoist sect. In that case, the Terran Taoist sect will vacate a position."

"There is also a lack of Taoism in the middle spiritual region."

"Since they all choose to give up the middle spirit realm, if we can support the middle spirit realm and repel the demons, our candle dragon hall will be the overlord of the middle spirit realm."

"Shanhaiguan in the western regions chose to give up the middle spirit region, but we will not put the candle dragon hall!" Wang Daode's voice became more and more excited.

"Can we really repel the demon clan?" Mo Yan asked subconsciously, "that's a demon clan. Our candle dragon hall may not be enough to see in front of this force."

"Isn't there a sword sect?"

"Sword sect?"

"The sword sect can become the strongest Taoism in the world. Naturally, it has its reason. We follow the sword sect. Even if we can't become Taoism, there will be no mistake!" the old Taoist said loudly.

"And......" the old man paused, his eyes flickering, flashed a trace of very shallow confusion and worry, and murmured, "I must consider whether this will be the only opportunity for our candle dragon hall in this life."

It's been too many years.

Their candle dragon hall has been standing still or even retreating. The Taoist sect is right in front of them, on the other side of the river, but it is far away. They can't find a bridge across the river.

Now, a bridge is in front of him. Even if he is not sure whether the bridge will collapse halfway, he can only go up.

Because if you miss this bridge, no one knows whether there will be the next bridge.

"I've negotiated with Zhao Yuding and Yan Hanqing. The three of us stay in the western region and Shanhaiguan. As for the rest, we all follow the sword sect to support the central spirit region."

"The reason why I tell you this is because there is not much intersection between the candle dragon hall and the sword sect, one in the western region and the other in the eastern region.

But this time when we support the middle spirit realm, we must be led by the sword sect, follow the scheduling of the sword sect, and need to go online with the sword sect. "

"And you have a very secret relationship with the sword sect and the shaozong Lu Qingshan."

"Therefore, you are responsible for the connection."

"Besides..." Wang Daode's voice suddenly stopped.

Mo Yan, still in shock, raised his head and looked blankly at his teacher.

The old Taoist in green shirt closed his eyes slightly, as if he were closing his eyes and meditating.

At the next moment, Wang Daode closed his fingers and wiped them from his eyebrows.

Therefore, a faint flame mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, gradually outlining the golden light.

The golden light gathered and condensed into a little, slowly separated from the eyebrows of Wang Daode and suspended in the air.

In a moment, the golden light dispersed.

A gray, mung bean sized black seed appeared in front of Mo Yan.

Wang Daode waved his hand, and the black seed floated to Mo Yan. In a moment, it melted into Mo Yan's eyebrows and disappeared.

"Is this?" Mo Yan was puzzled but not worried.

He knew that Wang Daode would not harm him.

"Kindling, the kindling of eternal fire," Wang Daode's eyes were still slightly closed and did not open, "here you are."

"Eternal fire?!" Mo Yan was shocked.

Monk of candle dragon hall, who doesn't know this fire?

This is the different fire mastered by Wang Puxian, the founder of the early generation of the candle dragon hall. It is the top three fire in the list of different fires.

However, the immortal fire disappeared with the fall of Wang Puxian's ancestor and never appeared in the world again.

Most people in the world think that the eternal fire has disappeared, so does Mo Yan.

But he didn't think that now the fire of Changsheng fire appeared in front of him. What's more, Wang Daode gave himself this extremely precious fire.

"You are my only apprentice. Changshenghuo is a legacy of my father. It's natural for me to give it to you. There's no need to make a fuss." although Wang Daode didn't open his eyes, he took the apprentice's surprise into his "eyes" and said.

"When Wang Puxian's ancestor fell, the immortal fire lost its longevity, so it suddenly went out and remained unburned for thousands of years," the old Taoist said slowly: "in recent years, I have sacrificed and refined this fire again. Its vitality has been restored, and there may be another immortal fire at any time."

"Your burning body can refine different fires in the world and feed your body with the power of different fires."

"As the third longest living fire in the list of different fires, once it rekindles, if you refine it again, it will rise to the sky step by step. This is your luck and opportunity." Wang Daode added.

He had finished explaining the things that should be explained, turned around, shook his hand and said slowly, "get back."

"And come back alive."

Mo Yan feels that Wang Daode's voice and expression today are full of fatigue, and the whole person's state is extremely strange, like... Like a dying old man giving his last words to his younger generation.

"OK." finally, he nodded hard, his throat a little dry.

He saluted the master with his fist, stepped back and turned down the mountain.

At the moment Mo Yan left, the old Taoist's arms suddenly fell down, soft and powerless on his side.

He was lost in thought and didn't know what he was thinking.

"I can't learn from Li Qiubai's sword to open the door to heaven and cultivate the ability to open the way for the world's sword. Even opening the way for you is so reluctantly."

"Don't blame me for my incompetence."

Wang Daode finally opened his eyes.

Blood flowed out of his eyes like a waterfall, dripping and terrible.

If you want to revive the immortal fire, you must be able to grow a little.

I'll live forever for it.

.........

I don't know when a green shirt Taoist quietly appeared beside Wang Daode.

Zhulong hall, monk Zhao Yuding of Jiujing.

"Uncle, is it worth it?"

"There is nothing worth it or not. The sword sect can become the strongest Taoist sect in the world because they are willing to go out. Why don't I go out to learn sword sect today?"

"But what if this is a dead end?"

"I'd rather make mistakes than do nothing."

“........”

Rustle.

At this time, the citrus trees planted in front of the Taoist priest on the air pulse of the candle dragon hall suddenly rustled without wind.

The two Taoists quickly looked at the citrus tree.

I saw the withered branches and leaves of the tree at this moment, as if accelerated by the passage of time, completely withered and fell off at an unimaginable speed.

But while the old leaves fall off, the new buds that have just grown recently are also flourishing and fresh at a speed visible to the naked eye, changing from tender green to bright green.

In the bright green leaves, there is a strong fragrance.

The old Taoist in the green Taoist robe trembled in his heart. He raised his right hand with little power, pushed away the bright green leaves and looked inside.

His eyes were still dripping with blood, and at this time he was full of old tears.

There, a white flower is in full bloom.

It is already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff, and there are still beautiful flowers

She smiled in the bushes.