dhibooks Chapter 24
Chapter 24
He also said that the people of Xuantian Sword Sect received Xiang Hongyi's letter, packed up their things in a hurry, came with the sword, and sailed to the capital.
Unexpectedly, something happened on the road and some time was delayed.
When I came to the gate of Kyoto, I saw a mansion far away, full of resentment, it was really unknown.
Everyone was shocked and rushed to the center of resentment.
Not far from Xiang Mansion, a group of people gathered at the gate of Xiang Mansion from a distance, occasionally a policeman in red official uniform came in and out of the crowd.
A woman looked at the burned mansion and couldn't help sighing:
"What a wonderful family, how did it end up like this?
I heard that the whole family of Xiang's family was killed, including a total of 180 five members. Not only that, but they were also set on fire, leaving no bones left.Master Xiang has been working for the people all his life, who would have expected to end up like this, the heavens really have no eyes."
When everyone heard her words, they nodded in agreement.
In addition to these people, there were some women kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, talking vaguely about their son's study, presumably they were the parents of those students.
Daoist Sanqing's face changed drastically, and the disciples at the side hurried forward to grab an officer and talk to him, and after a while, the officer came to salute them respectfully, and dismissed the people. Please go in and check it out.
Daoist Sanqing stepped forward, stepped forward slowly, and stepped into this resentful, appalling tempered gate of the mansion, and a strong resentment greeted him.
In this resentment, Sanqing Daoist vaguely saw the cries, screams and screams, as well as the endless killing and bloodshed.
It has been less than a month since the last time they met, but their former friends were massacred by people.
Sanqing Daoist had a serious face, tightly holding the sword in his hand.
This killing must be brought back in full!
Sanqing Daoist ordered his disciples to prepare the objects for saving the souls of the dead, while he walked slowly among the wreckage and ruins, reaching out his hand to lightly touch the burnt and collapsed house, and the biting chill radiated from his fingers. The coldness was unbearable even for him.
This resentment is really weird.
Thinking of the summoning formation mentioned in Xiang Hongyi's letter, Sanqing Daoist stepped forward along the ruins to the ancestral hall.
However, this fire was really clean enough, and there was not a trace of integrity along the way.
Sanqing Daoist sighed, turned and left.
"Elder, the head is here."
Daoist Sanqing walked to the door, and a disciple suddenly stepped forward and said.
Sanqing Daoist nodded and walked quickly to the door.
I saw a handsome man dressed in white standing outside the door, with his hands behind his back, a man of immortal demeanor.
This person is the current head of Xuantian Sword Sect, Ming and Qing Daoist Jing Rui.
Daoist Sanqing walked up to Jingrui, clasped his hands in salute, and shouted respectfully:
"Senior Brother"
Jingjingrui nodded to him, looking at the resentful building wreckage in front of him, frowning slightly.
Master Sanqing sighed and said to him:
"Five people in 180 were all killed. Such cruelty is outrageous! Back then, when the head of the sect fought against the ancient ancestor of the witch, the demon sect's people ran away, but after fifty years, they committed such a crime again. Back then It should be eradicated.”
Hearing this, Feng Jingrui's eyes narrowed, but he didn't answer.
Seeing that Jingfengrui was frowning, Master Sanqing secretly said that he was careless and said the wrong thing, and closed his mouth resentfully.
At this moment, the disciples on the side walked up to the two of them and saluted respectfully:
"Master, elder, the Duhua platform is ready"
Jingjingrui nodded, and stepped up to the Duhuatai to cast spells.
Sanqing Zhenshou stood aside, looking at the wreckage in front of him, Xiangfu had killed too much, and his hostility and resentment were extraordinary. Although he intended to send his friend off personally, he was powerless.
Jing Jingrui is now in front of the Duhua stage, making some quick movements with his fingers, and slowly reads in a magnetic voice:
"Today, Xuantian's disciple Ming and Qing were fortunate to be educated by Mercy and Venerable, and they lived and died under the recommendation of the dead souls of Zidao. The capital is 180 five mouthfuls to the Fujun. This merit is pervasive to all, rewarding the fourfold kindness, helping the souls of the suffering and dead in the three journeys to escape from sinking, turning the heat into green lotuses!"
As his words fell, the cigarette in the incense burner on the table suddenly ignited by itself, and the green smoke flew to Xiangfu, faintly casting a barrier.
Time passed bit by bit, and everyone waited with bated breath.
Jingjingrui closed his eyes, and the changes were endless.
The breeze blew past, bringing with it a chill after the rain, the blue silk and white robe, and the sleeves of the clothes were fluttering.
A pink petal floated from nowhere, and the petal landed on the table.
Suddenly, Jing Rui opened his eyes suddenly, he stretched out a hand, put two fingers together, and drew some strange spells in the air.
The mantra faintly covered Xiangfu, but after a while, the resentment on the top of Xiangfu slowly weakened, and disappeared after a while.
Feng Jingrui withdrew his hand, looked at the mansion where all the grievances had dissipated in front of him, and said to the Daoist Sanqing beside him:
"Although the undead here have been saved, the killing is too heavy and it is not suitable for living here."
Master Sanqing nodded when he heard the words, and ordered the disciples on the side to spread the word to the first emperor.
Jingjingrui looked at the petals on the table, gently picked them up and looked at them, his expression slightly restrained, and he held them in his hands without any trace.
The real Sanqing ordered people to pack up their things, and was about to leave with Jing Rui, when he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner from the corner of his eye.
He stopped and turned to face the man.
Amu stood behind Wei Jie, looking at the fairy who suddenly stopped and stared at them with a dazed expression.
Wei Jie ignored him, and went straight to Sanqing Master.
Sanqing Daoist looked at the child covered in scars in front of him, and stroked his non-existent beard.
He had seen this child in the Xiang Mansion before, and he paid more attention to it because he was a good seed for cultivation because of his righteousness.
But why is he here?
Seeing Master Sanqing stop to talk to Yizhizi in detail, Jing Rui also stopped, following the eyes of Master Sanqing...
Wei Jie looked at the two men in front of him and bowed slightly: "Disciple Wei Jie, please join the Xuantian Sword Sect."
Wei Jie was there now, hugging his hands, looking at the two of them with a pair of clear eyes, calm and composed, neither humble nor overbearing, righteous and awe-inspiring.
Master Sanqing was startled when he heard the words, he had told Xiang Hongyi about this son before.
It's a pity that he stayed in Xiangfu wholeheartedly, so he didn't force it.
Now that his attitude has changed so much, it's probably because of Xiang Fu's matter.
Seeing the scars all over his body, Master Sanqing secretly sighed, it would be nice if he survived...
He was about to speak when Jing Rui, who was silent at the side, suddenly came up, looked at Wei Jie and said, "I, a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, has no desires or desires. To eliminate the sufferings of the people, defend the way and support justice, abandon selfishness and distracting thoughts, and forget about the past and the future. You, can you do it?"
Wei Jie raised his head, looked at Jing Rui, and said:
"Disciples follow the teacher's instructions."
Jing Rui nodded in satisfaction:
"Okay, from now on, you will be my disciple of Feng Rui, named Xuan Qi, and I hope you will remember today's words."
"Yes!"
Sanqing Daoist looked at the two people in front of him, confused.
Didn't the master never accept disciples?
The point is... this is the person he fancy...
"That... can I also become a teacher?"
Seeing that Xiang Yang was accepted as an apprentice by this immortal after a few words, Amu hurriedly said.
Only then did the two notice the little beggar standing beside them.
Feng Jingrui ignored him, turned around and left.
Sanqing Daoist looked at the young man in front of him, then at Wei Jie who was standing quietly beside him, thought for a while and stretched out his hand to check Amu's shoulder.
Daoist Sanqing withdrew his hand and looked at the expectant Amu.
Wulinggen
Although it can be considered to have spiritual roots, it is just that the qualifications are really poor.
"You go with the guards and study at the outer door."
Hearing Sanqing's words, Amu let out a cry of joy, thinking of Sanqing's presence, he covered his mouth resentfully, but he didn't hide the joy in his eyes at all.
Daoist Sanqing didn't care much about Amu, looked at Wei Jie, and said: "The head of the sect has to stay in the capital to investigate some matters, and we will return to Mount Buji together in a few days. You can stay with the disciples who are traveling together for a few days." On this day, after returning to the sect, we will hold a master apprenticeship ceremony."
After finishing speaking, seeing Wei Jie nodded, he took one last look at Xiang Fu, turned around and left resolutely.
Amu looked at the back of Sanqing Daoist leaving, secretly wondering, don't you need to name him?
Seeing that Wei Jie was also walking forward, he hastily followed.
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Feng Jingrui and Master Sanqing stayed in the capital for a few days, then set off to return to the Xuantian Sword Sect of Mount Buji, and left behind a group of people to continue investigating the matter of Xiangfu.
Xuantian Sword Sect is located on Bujixian Mountain and consists of four peaks.
Xuantian Sword Sect has always been elegant and gentle, and all disciples wear white clothes, white jade crowns, and a sense of immortality.
Looking at the majestic and majestic gate in front of him, Amu opened his mouth wide.
This is too great!
Compared with Amu's shock, Wei Jie was very calm.
"Go, go."
Sanqing Daoist who was walking in front looked at the two standing behind and said something.
The two nodded, and Amu happily walked forward.
Wei Jie turned around and glanced somewhere, then turned around and entered the stone gate...
After everyone's figures disappeared inside the door, a red figure slowly came out from behind the stone wall, and that position was impressively the direction Qian Weijie was looking at.
Fusu stood where he was, watched quietly for a while, then walked slowly towards the way he came from.
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