Later, the War of Kowloon Cave broke out. After Lu Chun joined the war, I understood what Feng Shen had done to him.

I said before that the entrance hall is crucial to practitioners and accompany the practitioners throughout their lives. The entrance hall of the Heavenly Venerable Powerful One can be called a small world in which the true qi can evolve all things. The eighteen-level hell of the Yinsi is said to be transformed by the entrance hall of the Heavenly Venerable who died in battle.

That day, the Wind God injected a trace of destructive power into Lu Chun's porch. From then on, Lu Chun's porch could no longer evolve any new thing. All new things would be destroyed, and the thunder power he had originally stored in the porch would be reduced by one point.

In other words, Lu Chun is already disabled.

The more others fight, the more brave he becomes, the more he fights, the more useless he becomes. If he no longer fights with others, he can still maintain the combat power of the soul realm. But this is impossible, how can he not go out to fight in the world of Longhu Mountain?

It is easy to imagine how much surprise this so-called Taoist madman would face.

It was already late at this time, and I could finally go down the mountain with peace of mind when I saw my master Jiang Xueyang was fine.

Today's conference on Taoism became the focus of everyone, walking from the museum to the vestiges of Taoism. The Taoist people who met me all the way here looked at me, and there were many fingers and fingers.

When I walked through the vestibule and was about to walk towards the Taoist temple gate, two Taoist priests from Huiji Temple came over and shouted me.

"The blessing of the immortal god is inseparable, and the deity master will ask the donor to discuss something." said one of the Taoists.

These days I have been in Huiji Temple, and the Taoist priests of Huiji Temple have always turned a blind eye to me, but today I don’t know what to do with me.

I followed the Taoist priest and was soon taken to the small courtyard where Master Chen lived alone. The courtyard was not large in size, but it was very quiet, covered with four gentlemen of plum, orchid, pine and bamboo.

When I entered, Master Chen stood in the middle of the yard, which was different from when I saw him before. Now he seems very modest and low-key.

It’s easy to understand if you think about it. Now that most of the Heavenly Master Mansion is here, he is just a small Huiji Temple Master, which is really nothing. His biggest name is that he is the Taoist priest’s personal disciple and a disciple with mediocre qualifications.

"The Heavenly Lord of the Blessed Life is inseparable. I wonder what the Master of the Temple is looking for me?" I walked up to me and said after seeing him.

"Get in, the master is waiting for you inside." Master Chen said expressionlessly.

I was shocked when I heard that the head teacher wanted to see me.

Zhang Yuanshan was the Taoist priest's senior brother back then. He wanted to find me, it must be related to my stealing life.

Moreover, I also saw the situation at the Taoist Conference that not everyone in the Tianshi Mansion regards the Taoist priests of that year as the honor of the Tianshi Mansion. For example, Lu Chun’s master and extremely old Taoist priests seem to have complaints about the Taoist priests of that year.

On the contrary, the head of Longhu Mountain cares about the affairs of the Taoist priests back then. Perhaps the relationship between the two brothers was very good.

Pushing the door into the house, the head teacher looked at a painting inside the house with his back to me.

The man in the painting is a beautiful Taoist priest. I don’t recognize it, but I recognize the sword in his hand. His sword is the same as that of the master Chen Guanzhu. In this way, the man in the painting must be the Taoist priest back then.

Thinking of this, I began to look at his portrait seriously. It had an ordinary face, but had a pair of calm eyes. The Taoist priest in the painting stood on a cliff holding a zizhai dipped in the sword and looked away from the wind.

I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see anything magical. I was just an ordinary Taoist priest but was just a little more calm.

The head of Longhu Mountain came to me to find me must be related to theft of life. He knew this and I knew it in my heart, so we didn't talk when we were looking at the painting, and I was waiting for him to ask questions.

"How do you feel when you see him?" After a while, the head teacher asked me.

"Nothing." I answered honestly.

"He and you are from our family, and their surname is Xie."

"What's the name?" I asked.

The reason I asked this is because no one has ever told me his name since I heard of the Taoist priest until now.

Liu Hechou didn't say it, his master's wife didn't say it, and Jiang Xueyang didn't say it. Even the monk who had the fate of Pojun had never mentioned his name to me.

When everyone mentioned him to me again, they only said that they were Taoist priests of that year.

I once asked the Taoist priest Liu Hechou what his name is. This name is the same as the mystery in the Jiulong Cave. It has become a taboo and cannot be said. Others cannot say it, but the head of Longhu Mountain can definitely tell me because he is the junior brother of the head and is qualified to call him by his name directly.

Sure enough, after a while of silence, the head teacher said his name.

"Xie Liuyun."

This name is like a bolt from the blue, flashing through my sea of ​​consciousness. Unpredictable, I almost fell to the ground.

These three words seemed to be magical, and my brain began to appear blank. In an instant, countless memory fragments seemed to emerge from the depths of my sea of ​​consciousness.

However, in the end I still didn't get any clear mirror, and my memories were buried deep in the sea of ​​consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I woke up, my whole body was wet with sweat.

During this period, the head of Longhushan was staring at me tightly, with tears flowing all over his face with deep wrinkles.

I didn't dare to ask anything, and silently looked at the Taoist priest's portrait again.

The scenery in the painting has not changed at all, nor has the Taoist figure changed. I just don’t know if it was my illusion, but I always feel that his eyes have changed.

The originally calm and quiet eyes became extremely cold at this time, and even had a sense of heroism that looked down on the world.

"Where is the cliff in the painting?" After seeing the expression of the head of Longhu Mountain recovered, I asked him where it was in the portrait.

"When the North Peak of Huashan is in trouble, you can go for a walk."

Huashan has been a Taoist holy land since ancient times, with the support of the fourth cave.

The North Peak is suspended on all sides, with a cloud above and a vein below, and a towering and beautiful place, just like a cloud, so it is also known as Yuntai Peak.

Li Bai once wrote a poem: The White Emperor's gold essence brings vitality, and the stone is used as a lotus cloud to form a platform.

This Beifeng was also called Yunshoutai by later generations.

The head of Longhu Mountain said that more than a hundred years ago, Taoist priests participated in the Taoist sect battle meeting in Huashan.

At this conference, Taoist priests were shocked by their skills, and shocked the entire Taoist sect with the four legends and techniques of the Taoist sect, and also brought supreme honor to the power of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Zhengyi Alliance.

At that time, the Tianshi Mansion was not famous, and people only respected the power of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Unlike today, they always call it the Tianshi Mansion.

Today, although the Taoist priest's name was included in the Tianshi Mansion, he actually never joined the Tianshi Mansion before his death.

"Why didn't he join the Heavenly Master Mansion?" I asked.

"The concepts were not consistent. It was a chaotic era, and the Tianshi Mansion advocated the recovery of humanity and educated the world to believe in humanitarian teachings. But my junior brother believed that the chaotic era would soon pass, and there was no need to change their beliefs. In fact, this was not the key to the emergence of differences."

"What's the key?" I said.

"The key is that the Tianshi Mansion is actively entering the world, and just wants to use the power of faith from the people to open Hangu Pass."

Hangu Pass is the ancestral home of humanity. It was banned by the way of heaven in the Dharma-Ending Age. According to legend, as long as the people's hearts are condensed to a certain extent, the seal of heaven can be untied and Hangu Pass can be reappeared on the human world.

“What are the benefits for them to do this?”

"Hangu Pass is the ancestral temple of humanity, which enshrines my humanity's several heavenly lords, magical arts, magical medicines, magical medicines, and merits. Once Hangu Pass is opened, the Taoist gate on the earth will have the opportunity to enter it and listen to the sound of the great way, and even find the method of immortality."

"No wonder, it turns out that it's just for immortality. But why does he object? I don't want to immortality?" I asked again.

"I'll ask you, are you willing to live forever?" The head of Longhushan asked me.

"Of course I do." I answered directly without thinking. Who doesn't want to live forever? Even if you live for nothing, you will be better than living.

"You say this just because your realm has not yet reached it. When you reach his realm, you will understand that immortality is sometimes more like a curse."

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out why the immortality turned into a curse. But I didn't worry too much about this, the immortality and other things are too illusory.

I asked the master another question that I was concerned about and always confused about, the Taoist priest's level of practice.

"Zheng, is his cultivation really only the peak of the entrance?"

"Where is the ability to steal the Yellow Spring Water at the peak of the entrance hall, let alone kill the Eight Kings of the Yellow River in one battle." said the head of Longhu Mountain.

"I think so, but why didn't anyone say that Taoist priests condensed their souls? The souls in the Dharma-Ending Age are difficult to condense. If he condensed their souls, they will definitely be recorded in the Taoist treasure and passed down from mouth to mouth in the Taoist gate."

"He did not condense the soul. He didn't even want to live forever. How could he give up the consciousness of human beings themselves?"

"Okay. It's neither the peak of the entrance hall nor the soul has been condensed. So where did his abilities come from?" I thought about it and asked.
Chapter completed!