Chapter 164 (1/2)

Hearing that my daughter might have gone to visit Zhoujiazhai at night with the saint, Linglong's mother immediately stood up and went to Zhoujiazhai to find her daughter.

”Stop, girl Xin, what are you going to do?” Elder Jin yelled and interrupted Linglong's mother.

”I'm going to Zhoujiazhai to find the saint and my daughter!” Linglong's mother gritted her teeth and said, ”If the saint and my daughter are not in Zhoujiazhai, it's fine. If they are, I will let them let them go. people!”

”Mischief...” The elder Jin's beard straightened and said angrily: ”It's just you? Why does Zhou Jiazhai release people? You can't save the saint and Linglong like this, but you will kill them...”

”Then what do you say...” Linglong's mother is already a little hysterical. Her husband died early. These years, she has been dependent on her daughter for life, and she has survived. Linglong is her heart.

”I just used the flying pigeon to pass the book to the Notre Dame, and the Notre Dame in Tianjin will arrive in Wen County in the near future. At that time, we will discuss the long-term plan!” Elder Jin said.

”No, I can't wait!” Linglong's mother thought that her daughter might be suffering in Zhou's village, how could she have waited these few days.

”I can't wait, I have to wait!” Elder Jin said that his hands were lightning-fast, clicked a few times on her acupuncture path, and stopped Linglong's mother, and then greeted the maid and said, ”Bring your mistress back to the room so you can serve!”

”Yes...” The little maid responded obediently, picked up her mistress and walked toward the room.

”Oh... pity the parents of the world!” Elder Jin sighed in a low voice.

”Elder, are we just waiting here like this?” Lord Gu Tan asked, bowing.

”No, use a ringing arrow to shoot our Bailianjiao's greeting card into Zhoujiazhai, telling them that the Virgin will arrive in the next day, and ask them to be merciful and don't hurt the saint and Linglong!”

”Yes, elder!” said Lord Gu, bowing in a salute, then walked out of the inn and flew towards Nanshan...

Chapter Two White Twenty Two

When the Lord Gu Tan obeyed the order of Elder Jin to deliver the greetings to Zhoujiazhai, in the east wing of the official residence behind Wenxian County, the master of Qingyun Guan, Xuan Chengzi, was suffering.

”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...” The pain in his eyes, like a knife cutting fire, made Xuanchengzi Lao Dao no longer care about the true image of Tao, rolling back and forth on the couch.

”Is there no way Sun Yuyi can suppress Taoist Xuan Chengzi's injury?” Na Shan asked with a worried expression on his face.

”Please forgive the under-government doctors for being inadequate and unable to heal the wounds of the Taoist chief...” Sun Yuyi, who was with the army, also looked sad. This kind of injury was unheard of and has never been seen.

He just opened Xuan Chengzi’s blindfold, and what he saw was extremely strange. The skin around Xuan Chengzi’s veteran eyes seemed to be wriggling like thousands of living worms, and Xuan Chengzi’s two eyeballs It was gone, and there were only two big holes in the black hole, which was extremely frightening.

There was a silent silence in the wing room. Only Xuan Chengzi’s disciples and grandchildren knelt in front of the couch and kept weeping, apparently very worried about their master...

That Shan was also full of sadness. Xuan Chengzi was his last resort. He didn't expect that he was just going to investigate the enemy's situation, and he didn't even see the people in Zhoujiazhai. He actually made it like this...

It seems that Xuan Chengzi is not enough to rely on it!Then Shan began to secretly make other plans in her heart... Resign?Impossible... He resigned at this time, Daoguang would definitely punish him for the crime of retreat and be loyal to the Qing Dynasty?He can't do this...

At this moment, Xuan Chengzi's old Dao gradually stopped tumbling, and the painful period has passed...

Slowly sitting up on the couch, Xuan Chengzi gasped and breathed for a long time before speaking, his voice hoarse and weak like a broken gong: ”Where is Yuanyangzi?”

”Master, the disciple is here!” Yuan Yangzi cried out in the cave.

”Chi'er, birth, old age, sickness and death are the path that life must go through. As a monk, why can't you look away!” Hearing the voice of his great apprentice, Xuan Chengzi said with emotion, paused, and then said : ”You have followed me in the practice of Qingyun Guan since you were a child. It's been thirty-five years now, right?”

”Yes, master!” Yuan Yangzi had a vague premonition when he heard the words of his master.

”I now order you as the master of Qingyun Guan, and now return to Qingyun Guan, take your junior and nephews to leave Qingyun Mountain and leave Zhili for a long distance to pass on the tradition of Qingyun Guan!” Then, Xuan Chengzi seemed to have exhausted all his strength and couldn't help coughing.

”No, I'm not leaving, Master...I want to be with you!” Yuan Yangzi stood up, dashed to the front of the couch, and gently brushed Xuan Yangzi's back, trying to make him more comfortable.

”Niezha, do you want my Qingyun Taoism to be destroyed in my hands?” Xuan Chengzi pushed Yuan Yangzi away and said angrily: ”Leave now, or I will drive you out of the teacher's door!”