"Senior brother wants to come and persuade me again?"

The boy turned his head and looked at the heavy rain outside again.

"No, my senior brother is here to drink today. I have figured it out long ago. The emperor believes in whatever he likes. Even if he pulls you in front of him, he will not believe it. You can say that you are just an ordinary boy."

Lin Guanghan mocked himself, saying that he wanted to take his junior brother as an example of a living god to the capital a few years ago, so that the emperor could see that there are cases of rejuvenation in this world, so there is no such living Buddha in the Hanging Temple?

But the junior brother said that he didn't want to go down the mountain anymore, he had already gone home, and this time he didn't want to leave anymore, so he stopped forcing him.

Besides, he had no evidence to prove that the younger brother was the man back then, and he might have been convicted of deceiving the emperor.

"Then let's have a drink."

The boy picked up a jar of wine and opened the mud seal.

"Junior brother, haha, yes, let's have a good drink today."

Lin Guanghan laughed happily, picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

"Ahemhem—"

Then he started coughing violently again. The wine was very strong and he was no longer young.

The boy beside him drank a sip, and his face also had a three-point feeling of alcohol.

"Junior brother, everyone says you are stupid, but you may be the smartest one, otherwise why is it that you are the only one who has realized the truth?"

Lin Guanghan looked lonely.

"I am indeed stupid. I still don't understand what the master said about enlightenment."

The boy shook his head.

"Then you still?"

Lin Guanghan looked at the boy who was stagnant of time.

"Just let it go."

"This time it's my turn, senior brother, I don't understand."

Lin Guanghan smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at the pouring rain, the maple trees swayed with the strong wind, just like his life.

"Junior brother, senior brother, I ask you for something. Don't worry, you don't need to go down the mountain."

Lin Guanghan looked up, "I hope you can take care of Liu Buhui's child. I have never told him about you and don't want to mess up the child's heart."

The boy nodded, "I know."

"I'll be relieved if you have your words."

After saying that, he leaned on the doorpost, raised the wine jar and touched the boy for a while, and then drank it.

"call--"

He exhaled, and with the smell of wine, he was blown away by the wind.

I looked at this cemetery representing the history of Huangting Mountain, and gradually extended to the maple forest outside the mountain, and finally to the distant horizon.

"The scenery on Huangting Mountain is so beautiful..."

He sighed.

"Yes... I'm always not tired of seeing it."

The young man said, helping the old senior brother tidy up his lower clothes.

The seventy-second head of Huangting Mountain, Lin Guanghan, passed away.

At the age of one hundred and seventeen.

……………………

Time has changed, and in a hurry, many new tombstones have been added to the cemetery cleaned by the boy.

I don’t know when, but he was also responsible for the burial work, and he sent away familiar faces.

Among them, Li Guiyi, who led the way for him when he went up the mountain again. After he survived the small sergeant, he became a disciple of the sect and entered the cemetery gloriously.

Li Guiyi also came to see a boy not long ago before his death, and sighed, "That person named Wang said so well back then. Junior brother, you are such a demon."

The boy just smiled and wrote a few more strokes when he was engraving the inscription.

As the saying goes, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, but Huangting Mountain is still declining. Now, there are less than 300 disciples on the mountain except for the tragic servants.

You should know that when Huangting Mountain was in its prime, there were more than 10,000 disciples from the mountain gate.

However, time has brought too many changes. The prosperous Hanging Temple in the past few years has not been very prosperous. The emperors of the Wu Kingdom have changed one after another. The little emperor of this generation seems to believe nothing.

The emperor was young, but he was extremely licentious. The people of Wu were living in poverty, and the world was in chaos.

Chu Yehan, the new leader of the Divine Fire Sect, had reached the realm of transformation with his martial arts. It is said that he once made the largest Mingshan Waterfall in Wu Kingdom flow for five breaths, causing bloody storms in the world, and became a devil that everyone feared.

In the square of Huangting Mountain, the disciples were unintentional to practice swords. Many of them were discussing the affairs of the world. Some young and frivolous disciples wanted to go down the mountain to walk the world and eliminate harm to the people.

"I heard that a few days ago, the Demon Head Chu broke into Fengjian Villa and killed hundreds of people, including the owner of the manor, just because the Lord Huang once said that Demon Head Chu was cruel and bloodthirsty, and everyone who proved the truth was killed."

Some disciples secretly discussed while the teaching was not paying attention.

"Hiss--The Lord of Huang Zhuang is also a master in the world. I visited our Huangtingshan a few years ago and had no choice but to discuss with the head coach."

"What do you know? The head teacher just cares that the other party is a guest from afar. Our Huangting Mountain has been passed down for thousands of years, so how can it be compared with Fengjian Villa?"

"Senior brother makes sense. If I ask me, the devil's strength has been exaggerated. If the leader takes action, he will be killed."

"That's right, why don't our head coach take action? This is a great opportunity to regain my reputation as Huang Tingshan."

"What are you talking about? Although we, Huangtingshan, also practice martial arts, we Taoism focuses on cultivating our minds and nature, and think about fighting, killing and killing all day long. What kind of Tao do we practice?"

"Hey, it seems that what you said is like how you practice Taoism. Do you interpret our Taoism to me? Do you no longer have to eat or can you fly?"

“…”

"Stop talking about this, uncle is coming to check his homework."

Someone quickly reminded him, but the uncle Zhu looked serious and was in a hurry. He did not stop in the square. Instead, he walked through the front hall and headed straight to the back hall to find the head teacher.

"Uncle in charge of the teacher, something is wrong!"

Zhu Shouyi reported to the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the cushion.

"Why are you impatient?"

The old Taoist holds the dust in his hand, and is calm.

"The abbot of the Hangkong Temple took the lead and joined forces with six major sects to siege the Divine Fire Sect, but he actually lost. Abbot of Zhikong was shot dead by the devil's palm, and the heroes were defeated, and his vitality was greatly damaged. The devil said that all the sects in the Wu Kingdom would either surrender to the Divine Fire Sect or wait for him to visit them one by one!"

Zhu Shouyi looked anxious.

Even the old sect on the cushion couldn't sit still after hearing this, with anger in his eyes: "That devil is so rampant!"

But at the same time, he was also a little uneasy. He had seen Abbot Zhikong of the Hanging Temple. He had known his martial arts as Vajra Indestructible, but he was slapped to death by the devil's palm?

His martial arts skills have never been reduced over the years, but he dare not say that he is better than Abbot Zhikong, and Huangtingshan is far less than the Hanging Temple today. If the demon comes to the door, where should Huangtingshan go?

"What is the current situation of the six major sects? But they still have the power to fight? Hurry up, send a message, and the righteous path must be united at this time."

Although Huangtingshan has never been born, he also knows the reason why he loses his lips and teeth are cold. After the six major sects are settled, the most conspicuous person in the territory of Wu Kingdom is their Huangtingshan.

Zhu Shouyi quickly responded, turned around and went out to send a message.

At this time, a carrier pigeon flew into the hall. The head teacher Liu Buhui took off the bamboo tube under the pigeon's feet and opened it. His expression changed.
Chapter completed!