Cyber Daming

Longhu Mountain, the Patriarch Hall.

Gray bricks, red pillars, white walls, dim light, closed and windowless.

The altar enshrines the statues of Zhang Daoling, the Dragon and Tiger Patriarch, and his disciples Wang Chang and Zhao Sheng. There are huge dragon and tiger statues guarding on the left and right, and dark red light flows from time to time in the dragon eyes and tiger eyes.

The Patriarch Tianshi sits high on the Xumi throne, with thick eyebrows, broad forehead, green eyes and red top, and a majestic appearance.

There are three bright yellow cushions lined up under the seat, and the hemp-clothed Taoists sitting cross-legged on them close their eyes and make seals, as if they are wandering in the sky.

Suddenly, the Taoist sitting cross-legged on the cushion on the left suddenly opened his eyes, and blue thunder suddenly appeared in his eyes, illuminating the entire Patriarch Hall in an instant.

At the same time, on the walls on the left and right of the hall, tens of thousands of candles as thick as children's arms lit up by themselves, and the sound of huge scriptures and bells sounded intertwined, as if an invisible hand pushed open two heavy palace doors several feet high and rushed out of the long corridor.

"Brother Chongyuan, now is the critical period for Zhang Tianshi to merge with the Dao, why do you want to leave the cave?"

The question came from nowhere and rang in Zhang Chongyuan's ears.

"I have a difficult task to deal with. I will come back naturally after it is done. It won't take long."

A meaningful chuckle came, and Zhang Chongyuan waved his sleeves and turned around to leave.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold of the ancestral hall, invisible ripples spread in the air.

Zhang Chongyuan was like passing through a barrier that separated humans and gods. His linen clothes turned into ashes in an instant. The exposed body had no flesh and blood from the neck down. The white jade-like mechanical bones were engraved with Taoist seals as small as mosquitoes. A fist-sized spherical Taoist foundation was suspended in the cavity of the abdomen, and green electric light continued to burst out during the rotation.

In the corridor, there were already yellow-turbaned strongmen holding clothes waiting here, following Zhang Chongyuan step by step.

After dressing up, tying his hair, putting on a crown and a cloak, and walking through the corridor, a magnificent sea of ​​clouds appeared in front of the Taoist.

A high-pitched crane cry sounded from deep in the clouds, and a huge white crane soared into the sky, with a human-like joy flashing in its scarlet eyes.

The white crane landed in front of the Taoist, lowered its neck and bowed its head, and the trembling crane feathers in both hands made a sonorous and crisp sound like a sword.

Zhang Chongyuan swung the sleeves of his robe, put his hands behind his back, and floated into the air by himself and landed on the back of the white crane.

The white crane flapped its wings and flew up, leaning forward to break through the sea of ​​clouds. Suddenly, in a clear view, there were flattened peaks and countless palaces standing in a row.

At this moment, the sound of the scripture bell falling from a high place was extremely grand, resounding throughout the entire Longhu Mountain.

"Welcome the Heavenly Master to come out of retreat."

The Heavenly Master's Mansion, the main hall of the Tizhu Office.

The solemn and quiet hall was filled with a chill. The abbots and the nine chief officials who held great power in Longhu Mountain lowered their eyebrows and eyes, sitting cross-legged on the steps without moving, not daring to make any sound.

They knew why Zhang Chongyuan came out of retreat.

When the news of the death of Zhang Qingxi, the abbot of the Tianshi Mansion, was reported back to Longhu Mountain, they had already expected this scene.

As for the death of the attendant Daoxu Yang Longbing and the killing of the Dao official stationed in Shangrao County, compared with the death of Zhang Qingxi, they were trivial matters not worth mentioning.

On the high platform, Zhang Chongyuan looked down at the people below the steps like a king, and there was no anger on his calm face.

But the calmer he was, the more uneasy everyone was.

"Where is the abbot of Xuantan Hall?"

The suffocating silence was finally broken, and Zhang Qingyu, the Daoxu leading Xuantan Hall, stood up and bowed.

"I grant you the right to mobilize the two Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Masters' Mansion who are sealed in the order of the character 'Xi'. The elite of the nine divisions of dragon and tiger will assist you and immediately go down the mountain to kill the evil demon Li Jun and his accomplices. There must be no mistakes."

"Zhang Qingyu, the abbot of Xuantan Hall, will obey the decree of the Heavenly Lord."

Zhang Qingyu respectfully accepted the order.

"Where is the abbot of the Fazhuan Bureau?"

Zhang Qingli, who was sitting next to Zhang Qingyu, with his eyes scattered and absent-minded, seemed to be in a daze. He trembled all over and hurriedly climbed up from the cushion.

"From now on, all the stars in the sky above Guangxin Prefecture will operate at full capacity, patrol day and night, and cooperate with Xuantan Hall to track the whereabouts of Li Jun and others. There must be no mistakes."

"The Fazhuan Bureau will obey the decree of the Heavenly Lord."

Zhang Chongyuan looked at Zhang Qingli, who looked a little lazy, and couldn't help but frowned slightly: "All Taoist instruments and talismans, as long as they are needed for this demon slaying, regardless of grade and quantity, your Fazhuan Bureau must unconditionally meet them, understand?"

"Understood."

Zhang Qingli's face hanging in his arms showed a helpless bitter smile.

"Where is the chief officer of the Doubu?"

A middle-aged Taoist who looked about 30 or 40 years old jumped up at the sound and bowed to Zhang Chongyuan on the stage.

"Chief officer of the Doubu Yang Zong, meet the great Tianshi."

A series of suspicious eyes were cast from all around, making Yang Zong feel like a thorn in his back, and the Taoist foundation in his abdomen was twitching and spasming nervously, surging with waves of severe pain.

It is not surprising that two "Zhang family members" in important positions were entrusted with important tasks.

But Yang Zong was actually named by Zhang Chongyuan, which surprised everyone present.

In fact, not only them, but even Yang Zong himself couldn't figure out why the great master on the stage called him.

The reason is simple. Although the current Dou Department has been reorganized, abandoned the old-fashioned route with no future, and returned to the new school, the strength of the entire department is still very weak. Even Yang Zong, the chief officer, was only promoted to Dao 4, hanging at the bottom of the earthly immortal ranking in Baiyujing.

To deal with a notorious evil demon like Li Jun, the Dou Department is simply sending itself to death.

Therefore, Yang Zong's mind turned quickly, and he realized that the reason why the Great Heavenly Master pointed out him could only be because of his identity.

Yang Zong was once an old-school Taoist of the Dou Department, but he gave up this path a long time ago and switched to other departments.

After the Dou Department was purged, he was ordered to be responsible for the reconstruction of the Dou Department.

In other words, Yang Zong was once a disciple of Xuan Dou and was Chen Qisheng's senior brother.

Thinking of this, Yang Zong's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Although the amplitude was small, all the Taoists present could see it clearly.

"From today on, you will concurrently take the position of the Supervisor of the Office of Tizhu, and manage all the Taoist officials stationed in Guangxin Prefecture, and maintain the stability and peace of believers in the territory, and there must be no mistakes."

"Yang Zong. Follow the decree of the Heavenly Lord."

Zhang Chongyuan looked around at the people below the steps, his lips slightly opened, but the voice that came out was like thunder.

"After the division of the martial arts, this is the first time that someone dares to provoke my Longhu Mountain, and it is the remnants of the Wuxu and the rebels of Longhu. This Tianjun will never tolerate it. This matter concerns the decree of Zhang Tianshi and the reputation of Longhu Mountain. If anyone dares not to work hard, don't blame this monarch for being ruthless!"

"I will obey the decree of Tianjun."

Tianshi Mansion, Wanfa Zongtan.

Yang Long, who had just opened his eyes after waking up from the military coffin, had not had time to adapt to his new body sealed in the coffin before he was carried away by two yellow-turbaned warriors who suddenly broke in.

The dragging all the way made Yang Long's bare feet bleed. He was still in a weak state, but he endured the pain and looked up at the hall in front of him.

Yang Long was not unfamiliar with this place, the Xuantan Hall of Tianshi Mansion.

"It's expected, but the speed is so fast, it seems that the great Tianshi has come out of retreat to preside over the situation?"

Yang Long laughed at himself in his heart, and was then dragged into the hall.

Plop!

Yang Long was thrown onto the cold floor tiles by the Yellow Turban Warrior without any courtesy. Before he could get up, a cold voice fell on his head.

"Yang Long, do you know me?"

"Yang Long, the director of the Tianshi Mansion, meets the abbot of Xuantan Hall."

Yang Long curled up and knelt on the ground, with blood constantly seeping out of his feet.

"When did you enter the Tianshi Mansion?"

"After the Japanese District Trial, I was promoted from the 'Array Department' to the Tianshi Mansion by the grace of Master Qingsheng."

"Among the people who entered the Japanese District with you, there were Brother Qing Law and the traitor Chen Qisheng, right?"

Yang Long's heart trembled, "To answer the Master, all the nine divisions of Dragon and Tiger sent people to participate in that trial."

"Well, this Master naturally knows these. Let me ask you, who killed Zhang Qinglu?"

"The former Japanese District Inuyama Castle Jinyiwei Hundred Household, Li Jun. "

"What is Chen Qisheng's identity in it?"

"A guest of Jinyiwei in Inuyama Castle."

"Then do you know where Zhang Qingsheng died?"

"I heard that it was also in the Japanese area. But when Master Qingsheng got into trouble, I had already returned to Longhu Mountain and did not participate in it."

"The master told you that Zhang Qingsheng died in Edo Castle. And the person who killed him was Chen Qisheng. Yanglong, raise your head."

Yanglong raised his head slowly, and Zhang Qingyu was sitting in the armchair not far away.

"I ask you, there are more than a hundred people in the Tianshi Mansion who have been promoted to the position of Daoxu, why did the Qingxi Supervisor only choose you to go down the mountain with him?"

Zhang Qingyu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, piercing Yanglong's face.

A strong sense of oppression came towards him.

"Qingxi Abbot said that he was impressed by my character and ability."

"Heh."

Zhang Qingyu sneered, and did not comment on Yang Long's answer. He continued to ask: "Who attacked you in Shangrao County Government Office?"

"Li Jun."

"Why did he appear there? Why not Chen Qisheng?"

Yang Long swallowed his saliva and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Did he attack directly or did he say something?"

"No word."

"Then why did Qingxi Abbot die, but you were able to escape?"

"I don't know."

Yang Long's voice He murmured hoarsely, "Perhaps Li Jun's target is only the Qingxi Abbot. A small character like me is not worth mentioning at all."

"Zhang Qingxi went to Shangrao County. In addition to you, he only brought a fourth-rank yellow turban warrior with him."

Zhang Qingyu said indifferently: "I can tell you that after you died, Chongyuan Daojun once fought with Li Jun through the Tiangui Star, but he failed to kill him on the spot. With Li Jun's strength, it would be a piece of cake for him to make you die."

"I don't understand what you mean, Master." Yang Long's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead kept beating.

"My meaning is very simple. Why did the Qingxi Abbot die, but you have the opportunity to die?"

Zhang Qingyu said word by word: "Tell me, why is this?"

"The abbot means that I should die with the Qingxi Abbot. This is the only way to prove my innocence, right?"

"Hmm?"

Yang Long's angry roar made Zhang Qingyu frown.

"Yang Long, you'd better look clearly at who you are talking to now."

"Of course I can see clearly."

Yang Long staggered to his feet with his knees supported, and whispered in grief and anger with his head hanging to the ground: "But this does not mean that I have to admit something I didn't do."

"I didn't betray Longhu Mountain."

Yang Long suddenly raised his head, his red eyes looking directly at the red-robed Taoist in front of him, "I am more angry than anyone else about the death of Qingxi Prison. I hate Wu Xu Li Jun, and I hate myself even more for failing to protect Qingxi." Prison Court, I couldn’t do anything in the situation at that time, I couldn’t even stand in front of Qingxi Prison Court.”

"If Qingyu Prison thinks that I am suspected of collaborating with the enemy, they can search my soul. I, Yang Long, will never resist. Even if I lose my mind afterwards, I will have no complaints, as long as the Lord of the Prison can restore my innocence. enough!"

The roar echoed in the hall and lingered for a long time.

Yang Long gasped for breath, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Zhang Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he stared at Yang Long, as if trying to catch a hint of disguise in his expression.

"Come on, give me a pleasure and give me my innocence!"

Yang Long could no longer endure such humiliation and roared angrily again.

"Junior Brother Yanglong, you misunderstood."

Just like a sudden rainstorm and the sky clearing suddenly, Zhang Qingyu laughed very suddenly.

"The reason why I didn't search for your soul is precisely because, like Junior Brother Qingxi, I also believe in your character. Otherwise, based on your behavior of roaring at Xuantan Hall, I can kill you on the spot right now. ”

Zhang Qingyu's attitude changed drastically. Yang Long's violently heaving chest suddenly stopped, and a sound like air leakage came from his clenched teeth. His whole figure seemed to have been ripped out of his spine, and he staggered back several steps. , paralyzed to the ground.

"I believe that Junior Brother Qingxi's death has nothing to do with you, but the death penalty can be avoided, but the crime of your failure to protect yourself cannot be avoided."

Yang Long, who had survived the disaster, was covered in sweat. The feeling of weakness made his eyes darken, and he managed to say with a trembling voice: "I accept the punishment."

"Of course you have to be punished, but we'll tell you how to punish him later."

Zhang Qingyu raised his hand, and two yellow scarf warriors walked out of the shadows in the corner and helped Yang Long, who was paralyzed on the ground, to stand up.

"Chongyuan Tianjun rewards you with an opportunity to make meritorious deeds."

"Thank you so much, Lord Chongyuan!"

Yang Long whined, and his body that had just stood firm fell violently, as if he wanted to grab the ground with his head, but was firmly grasped by the yellow scarf warrior.

"Please ask the Qingyu Supervisory Academy to make it clear what the Tao Lord needs from his disciples."

"Don't worry, someone will tell you what to do. Your top priority now is to go to the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar to receive a Taoist base as soon as possible. After your body is stable, you can report back to the office."

Two yellow scarf warriors dragged Yang Long outside.

"Oh, by the way, the current Supervisor of the Office of Promotion is Yang Zong. From now on, you will obey his orders. Do you understand?"

Yang Long, who was unable to salute, nodded repeatedly as he was being dragged along, and shouted gratefully: "I will obey the decree of the Heavenly Lord, and I will obey the decree of the Supervisory Court."

Outside the Xuantan Hall, the sun was blazing, and the golden sunlight was piercing and dazzling.

Yang Long, who had turned around in front of the gate of hell, stood in the square in front of the temple, wearing a Taoist robe mixed with blood and sweat, with his hair in a messy bun on his head, looking in a miserable state.

The people around him passed by him in a hurry, and no one cared at all except for a look of disgust.

Yang Long combed his hair as if there was no one around, not caring that he was barefoot and walking step by step on the hot gold brick floor.

The pace is slow and the landing is extremely stable.

Compared with how to quickly restore his strength after the defeat, Yang Long is now more concerned about one problem.

That is, Chen Qisheng has already dug his spiritual orifice, how can he link into his own cave?

I, who have always been cautious, actually made such a stupid mistake.

"Liu Jinxun, how could you make such a stupid mistake?"

In Chongqing Fuyamen, a square table is placed in the courtyard.

The clay stove holds the charcoal fire and boils the soup in the iron pot until it makes a gurgling sound.

The spicy aroma rises with the heat, and the fiery red chili peppers and various spices float up and down in the boiling soup, making people's fingers tantalize.

"Jinling is also in the south. When you eat hot pot, you don't use an oil dish, but use sesame sauce?!"

Pei Xingjian chewed a piece of beef and shouted at the old man sitting opposite.