In fact, Lu Wubing had left the body of the eldest lady of the Wang family, and it was a long time since the eldest lady of the Wang family was depressed and died. However, the face of the corpse was still as if it was alive, and the room was filled with a strange fragrance. It was not until the burial was buried.

Xuan Kong understood: "After all, Miss Lu Wubing left you by using the method of pretending to die and escape."

Sun Chenqi lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "Yes, I realized the truth after going to Kongtong Mountain to practice Taoism. But at that time, Miss Lu Wubing had already had a trace of fragrant sound. Where can I find her?"

Sun Chenqi suddenly paused and asked Xuan Kong back, "Where have I mentioned it?"

Xuan Kong smiled and said, "You said that Miss Lu Wubing left you by pretending to be a fraud."

Sun Chenqi said: "Miss Lu Wubing left me, no, at that time I still thought it was the eldest lady of the Wang family who had changed her mind. Since her death, I have naturally understood the principles in many Taoist books. When I was a teacher, Taoist Biden, Taoist Denglizi once said that my killing in my nature was too much and it was not suitable for entering the Taoist sect to practice. But after thinking about it, this world was just a dream, so I left Jian'er to be taken care of by the clan in my ancestral home, and I went to Kongtong Mountain alone."

Xuan Kong said: "Are you going to Biden Ion as your teacher?"

Sun Chenqi shook his head and said, "Although I call Master Denglizi the master, he has never promised me to join his sect."

Xuan Kong suddenly remembered something and said strangely: "By the way, how did you know that the eldest lady of the Wang family was possessed by Lu Wubing, and how did you know that Miss Lu Wubing did not die but returned to the shore of the North Sea?"

Sun Chenqi did not rush to answer, but started from the beginning: "At that time, Taoist Master Denglizi was unwilling to accept me as his disciple, but he did not drive me down the mountain, leaving me with my disciples in the Kongtong Sect to practice together."

Xuan Kong recalled the appearance of the fat Taoist who had been robbed by him and smiled and said, "The temperament of Elder Denglizi is still very amiable."

Sun Chenqi said: "Yes, he never avoided me when he taught his disciples the Dharma, so I had the fate to call him Master."

Xuankong asked: "Although you have not been named a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, you have a place to practice. Why don't you stay on Kongtong Mountain and practice well and get the fruit of immortality in the future? Instead, you come to the shore of the North Sea to cause trouble?"

Sun Chenqi sighed: "After I went to Kongtong Mountain, I still couldn't forget the benefits of being sick, but it continued to deepen with the passage of time. At that time, I really forced myself to practice quietly for a while, but later I couldn't suppress my longing for being sick, and I was restless all day and night."

His voice suddenly became erratic: "That night, I practiced Taoism, just sitting cross-legged watching the moonlight..."

Although Sun Chenqi's eyes were staring at the moon, his mind didn't know where he flew. Xuankong found that it seemed that people who had experienced two worlds liked to use the moon to express their longing.

He murmured a poem: "When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine. I don't know what year it will be today. I am going back by the wind, and I am afraid that the jade building and jade tower are cold at high places. I dance and play with the clear shadows, and it seems like I am in the world."

Xuankong didn't know whether Su Shi was born, or whether Su Shi would be born again or not.

But his low murmur poured into Sun Chenqi's ears, making him stunned: "This is how I felt at that time..."

Sun Chenqi heard Xuan Kong recite the next stanza again: "Turn the red pavilion, lower the beautiful house, shining without sleep. There should be no hatred, so why should we be far away? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing, and this matter is difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away."

This poem was originally a work written by Su Shi when he was looking at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. There was a feeling of depression and melancholy, which was quite in line with Sun Chenqi's current thoughts.

But Sun Chenqi also heard another vast artistic conception of a beautiful woman in the sky from this word. He looked at Xuankong deeply and sighed: "Immortals have a good temperament. I am indeed far from being a Taoist master when I am older than Immortals."

Xuan Kong's face was a little red. This was his poems plagiarized by his predecessors, but he remembered them silently. Fortunately, he was the body of the soul and was illusory, so he didn't have to worry that Sun Chenqi would see something strange in his face.

Sun Chenqi said: "That night I met Yue Siren, and my mind was full of my voice, appearance and smile when I was sick and beside me. Before I knew it, it was already midnight. Kongtong Mountain was already empty, and when the night was silent, I suddenly heard a gust of wind from behind."

Xuan Kong saw that Sun Chenqi's face changed and knew that there must be something strange in the wind. He immediately listened at the ears and heard Sun Chenqi say, "I turned around and saw that the moon was empty and there was no one in my figure. I couldn't help but take a breath, afraid that I had encountered some mountain spirit and wild ghosts to tease me."

Xuan Kong laughed and said, "Kongtong Mountain is the human temple of the ancient great sage Guangchengzi. How can any ghost dare to cause trouble there?"

Sun Chenqi nodded repeatedly and said, "It is precisely this principle. Although our Kongtong Sect is not crowded, there is always a head teacher and three elders stationed on the mountain. Of course, ordinary lonely ghosts dare not come up to act wildly."

Xuan Kongqi said: "What is that, which triggered the wind?"

Sun Chenqi said: "When I was searching, I suddenly heard a sing of singing from the sky."

Xuankong thought for a while, as if ancient gods liked to make up a poem for themselves and came on a song. He couldn't help but become interested and asked, "Do you still remember that poem?"

Sun Chenqi nodded and said, "I will never forget it in my life. Standing at the top of Kongtong Mountain, I looked towards the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and I saw an immortal floating slowly from the horizon with auspicious cloud."

The immortal on the auspicious cloud was wearing a Taoist robe, carrying two swords behind his back, holding a small golden bell in his hand. He rode the auspicious cloud while flying and chanting: "I have the fate to realize the truth, and I met a saint in Zhongnan. I pointed out that immortality has been beautiful forever and the jade stamen is born for thousands of years. I am speechless all over my body, and the dust on the earth has a unique spring: I understand my Tao and become the same, and it is the most difficult to understand the word."

After hearing this song, Xuankong pondered for a moment, then affirmed: "I know who is here!" Sun Chenqi didn't believe it and asked quickly: "Immortal, you have never been there, how can you guess who it is?" A glimmer flashed in Xuankong's eyes and said with a smile: "It's Kongtong Mountain. Can it be someone else besides the great sage Guangchengzi?" rs
Chapter completed!