debt repayment
Chapter 53 Duan Langqi 2
This was a playful joke, Qing Le and Song Hui'an couldn't help laughing, but Er Gou took it seriously, shuddered, and stared wide-eyed: "What do I do! I'm not food! You don't want to eat the pigs over there, eat them." What am I doing!"
He was nurtured by pure evil, completely unaware of what goodness and Taoism are, and being born is an original sin.Thinking of this, Quan Ying's smile froze.
But a voice said: "Don't scare him."
The voice appeared out of nowhere, startling all three of them.
Song Hui'an hurriedly hugged Quan Ying, looking nervous: "Who?!"
"me."
Quan Ying only felt a slight pulsation in his chest, he lowered his head hesitantly, and tremblingly took out the "Taoist Records".
The three looked at this seemingly ordinary book and looked at each other in blank dismay.
On the Zijin Palace, Quanying himself said: "Yanwen, can people be hidden in this booklet?"
Yan Wen said: "If you don't record things, these fairy books are just ordinary magic treasures. Even if they are not magic treasures, as long as you inject mana, let alone Tibetans, you can hide the entire heavenly palace in it."
Daotong's avatar said: "Who are you?"
"I am me," the voice sighed, "Since you have me, you might as well open the book."
Is "Taoist Records" perfect?
The corner of Quan Ying's mouth twitched, and he opened the book as promised.
At this time, the Taoist Records had no mana injected, and the pages of the book should have been blank, but at this time, dazzling golden light glowed on the white pages, like countless streams.
Faintly, a figure appeared in the golden light, floating in front of the three of them.
Dressed in gorgeous white clothes, with a face like purple jade and a beaded crown on his head, the handsome young man nodded and smiled at them.
This smile is very familiar, when he was in Chenjia Village, he also smiled to thank them, and then went with the wind with the old woman's remnant soul, returning to heaven and earth.
They have exactly the same face and demeanor, just like a pair of twins.It's just that the gorgeously dressed person in front of him is much more noble than the plainly dressed person in Chenjia Village, and there is a hint of a master's attitude in his clear eyebrows.
Before the two of Quan and Song could react, Qing Le said in shock: "You... who are you? Why are you wearing the clothes of the chief of Chiyun Sect?!"
He is a closed-door disciple of the master of the Miaoyin sect, and he is very much loved. He often goes out with his master to visit the master, and often goes to the grand fair of the fairy sect, so he naturally recognizes this outfit.
Quan Ying took a closer look, the boy's clothes were exactly the same as Duan Lang's in Zi Shu's memory.
The boy was about to speak when he heard footsteps outside.
There are many people, and the visitors are not good.
The three of them had no strength left to fight at this time, the young man saw the embarrassment of the few, and said softly, "Don't panic, just follow me."
He stretched out his hand towards Qingle, Qingle hesitated, but as soon as he touched the young man's hand, he disappeared suddenly.
The boy said: "Hurry up, I can't hide like this, don't let people outside see me."
"...Let me just believe you." Song Hui'an pulled the struggling No. 340 from the ground, and disappeared in place together with Quan Ying.
The young man who appeared in the book recited the spell silently and returned to the book. The pages of "Taoist Records" were closed, and he flew out of the pigsty through the window, heading straight for the ghost town.
It was a top-quality sapphire teapot, so thin that it glowed with a green light, and you could actually see the full tea in it.
The young man carried the teapot, poured the tea into five matching small sapphire cups, picked up one cup himself, and distributed the rest to the guests.
They kneel and sit in the quiet room. The owner of the house loves bamboo and rattan very much, and the few furniture are all made of bamboo and rattan.The young man was sitting at the low table, sipping tea with his eyes down, without speaking.
"here it is……"
"This is my enchantment, in this "Taoist Records"."
Qingle was dumbfounded when she heard "Taoist Records": "What? "Taoist Records"? Little friend, why didn't you tell me that this book is "Taoist Records"?...Wait, that's wrong, "Taoist Records" clearly It is the most precious treasure of the Scarlet Cloud Sect, how could it be with you, little friend?"
Quan Ying didn't tell him about the truth, so he naturally didn't know the relationship between Xi Niang and Yun Lang.
Quan Ying said: "Uh, this is a reprint, it was entrusted to me by a friend I met by chance..."
The boy shook his head and said, "This is the original."
His expression was indifferent, and there was no suspicion of cheating.
“How come you see?”
"Because I brought this original from the Scarlet Cloud Sect," the young man replied, "Speaking of which, have you met that kid Shuisu?"
Qingle asked in a daze, "Which one is Miss Shuisu?"
Quan Ying nodded: "I have seen it."
"I don't know what year it is?"
Hearing Quan Ying casually report which dynasty and year it is now, the young man sighed after listening, "Oh, it's been so many years... A Xi has been gone for a long time too."
Qingle was completely dumbfounded, she felt the little stars in front of her eyes swaying wildly, making her dizzy: "Who is Ah Xi???"
"I don't know what is the relationship between You and Xi Niang?"
"Axi is my disciple."
Sure enough, this coincided with Shui Su's statement that "Xi Niang inherited the "Taoist Records" from her master".
"It turned out that Mr. taught Xi Niang. Xi Niang was able to acquire the ability to eliminate harm for the people, because Mr. taught her well."
"Little friend, Axi has only been with me for more than ten years. When I met Axi, I had already forgotten a lot of things. I blamed me for not teaching her well, which made her end miserably."
Mentioning that beautiful and heroic female disciple, the boy couldn't help feeling sad.
"I don't know when sir lived in this book?"
"I don't really remember, but when I met Axi, I was already in the book."
"Sir, in this book, can you always perceive the changes outside the book?"
"No. If there is a home to go back to, who would go into exile? I stayed in the book because I was hunted down by others, and I hid out of helplessness. My physical body is not here, and I can only exist under the guise of a foreign object. This "Taoist Record" was the most important thing on my body when I fled, and I wanted to guard it, so I moved in. But the "Taoist Record" was polluted by monsters after all, and my life is actually shortened by living here."
"So, if there is nothing important, I will fall asleep in the book. Since Axi was killed, I rarely wake up again. Miss Shuisu used the magic weapon left by Axi to wake me up briefly, but for decades, I only woke up that once."
"That friend just now..."
"Thanks to the two of you who injected two kinds of mana, one yin and one yang, into the "Taoist Records". This polluted book must be used as much as possible to wake me up."
Qingle said: "Sir, you have an extraordinary bearing, strong Taoism, and you wear the Taoist uniform of the Chiyun Sect master. You think you are a certain former suzerain of the Chiyun Sect, but as far as I know, the former suzerains of the Chiyun Sect in recent generations They are all dead and gone, could there be something else hidden in it?"
The young man smiled and said, "I can't remember who I am. As I said, my physical body is elsewhere. I used to have both mana and memory, but after absconding, now I only have mana left."
The quiet room is full of gentle and invisible magic power of young people, vast like a sea of smoke in spring, unfathomable, yet calm and quiet, like fresh and mellow new tea, which makes people feel comfortable.
Song Hui'an had a premonition and said, "Sir...?"
Seeing that they hesitated to speak, the young man smiled and said, "I think Fellow Daoist has already met another 'me'."
Jeon Ying replied, "I've seen it. Is that 'you' with previous memories?"
"Exactly. When I was hunted down, I was afraid that once I was killed, I would no longer be able to leave clues for future generations, so I divided my soul into two, one part of the main memory and one part of the main power. Traveling far away, and as the latter, I protect the "Taoist Records" with the body of the primordial spirit. I don't know what happened to the other me now?"
Quan Ying was silent for a moment, and said truthfully: "Because of helping others, my soul has returned to heaven and earth."
"Very good, very good. Although I can't remember what I was like before, I am very envious of being able to die for others and for morality."
There was a feeling of loneliness in his words, which was embarrassing.
He is a scattered soul with nowhere to go, his life is lonely, and the disciple who closed the door died unexpectedly, what happened to him is so miserable, how can he feel good?
The boy said to Qing Le again: "I'm sorry, little friend, I really can't remember who I am. I really can't answer your question just now."
Qing Le said in a daze: "Senior has his own difficulties, and this junior understands."
Quan Ying suddenly said, "I have a guess."
The boy smiled and said, "But it's okay to say."
All three eyes fell on him.Xiao Daotong said in a deep voice: "I think, fellow daoist is Duan Lang."
Duan Lang, the patriarch of the Chiyun Sect, has a firm heart, extraordinary talent, gentle temperament, and the style of a Confucian scholar.His cultivation is so profound that he has been the best in the immortal sect for more than a hundred years. Now he is a monk in the late stage of the tribulation period, and he is only one step away from the body of a true immortal.
In today's underworld where there is no connection, he is almost the only seedling in the tribulation period.
Quan Ying took the "A Closer Examination of the Disciples of the Immortal Gate" that Yan Wen had just retrieved from the Wenhan Mansion's warehouse, and pondered endlessly at the page where Duan Lang's information was written.
Such a genius, even if he can't ascend to the sky, it would be great to become a loose immortal. Looking at the lower world, let alone the period of crossing the catastrophe, there are only a handful of monks in the Mahayana period among the immortal sects, even if all the immortal sects work together to encircle and suppress Even chasing and killing him, it is impossible to replace this person silently without disturbing the upper realm.
However, absurd things really happened.A group of upper immortals who thought they knew everything, were tricked by unknown forces lurking in the lower realm.
Thinking of the tragic death of the boy she saw in the old woman's memory, Quan Ying's heart became heavier.
His guess should be correct.
The white-clothed boy in Chenjia Village who exchanged his longevity for the good fortune of others is Zhen Duan Lang who has inherited all his previous memories and fled.
At that time, the young man escaped the hunt of the immortal sect like heaven and earth, and fell on the side of Chenjia Village covered in bruises. His youthful form was transformed by the decline of Taoism. I have one life left.
The celestial sect master who carried the memories of the past, was extremely cold at the height, and came to the tacky and barren mountain village. In order to repay the benefactor who saved his life, he had to do his best to help her.
One year later, when his mana was about to run out, he could no longer maintain his youthful appearance, so he prepared to go to another country and lie down in the loess alone.
He was nurtured by pure evil, completely unaware of what goodness and Taoism are, and being born is an original sin.Thinking of this, Quan Ying's smile froze.
But a voice said: "Don't scare him."
The voice appeared out of nowhere, startling all three of them.
Song Hui'an hurriedly hugged Quan Ying, looking nervous: "Who?!"
"me."
Quan Ying only felt a slight pulsation in his chest, he lowered his head hesitantly, and tremblingly took out the "Taoist Records".
The three looked at this seemingly ordinary book and looked at each other in blank dismay.
On the Zijin Palace, Quanying himself said: "Yanwen, can people be hidden in this booklet?"
Yan Wen said: "If you don't record things, these fairy books are just ordinary magic treasures. Even if they are not magic treasures, as long as you inject mana, let alone Tibetans, you can hide the entire heavenly palace in it."
Daotong's avatar said: "Who are you?"
"I am me," the voice sighed, "Since you have me, you might as well open the book."
Is "Taoist Records" perfect?
The corner of Quan Ying's mouth twitched, and he opened the book as promised.
At this time, the Taoist Records had no mana injected, and the pages of the book should have been blank, but at this time, dazzling golden light glowed on the white pages, like countless streams.
Faintly, a figure appeared in the golden light, floating in front of the three of them.
Dressed in gorgeous white clothes, with a face like purple jade and a beaded crown on his head, the handsome young man nodded and smiled at them.
This smile is very familiar, when he was in Chenjia Village, he also smiled to thank them, and then went with the wind with the old woman's remnant soul, returning to heaven and earth.
They have exactly the same face and demeanor, just like a pair of twins.It's just that the gorgeously dressed person in front of him is much more noble than the plainly dressed person in Chenjia Village, and there is a hint of a master's attitude in his clear eyebrows.
Before the two of Quan and Song could react, Qing Le said in shock: "You... who are you? Why are you wearing the clothes of the chief of Chiyun Sect?!"
He is a closed-door disciple of the master of the Miaoyin sect, and he is very much loved. He often goes out with his master to visit the master, and often goes to the grand fair of the fairy sect, so he naturally recognizes this outfit.
Quan Ying took a closer look, the boy's clothes were exactly the same as Duan Lang's in Zi Shu's memory.
The boy was about to speak when he heard footsteps outside.
There are many people, and the visitors are not good.
The three of them had no strength left to fight at this time, the young man saw the embarrassment of the few, and said softly, "Don't panic, just follow me."
He stretched out his hand towards Qingle, Qingle hesitated, but as soon as he touched the young man's hand, he disappeared suddenly.
The boy said: "Hurry up, I can't hide like this, don't let people outside see me."
"...Let me just believe you." Song Hui'an pulled the struggling No. 340 from the ground, and disappeared in place together with Quan Ying.
The young man who appeared in the book recited the spell silently and returned to the book. The pages of "Taoist Records" were closed, and he flew out of the pigsty through the window, heading straight for the ghost town.
It was a top-quality sapphire teapot, so thin that it glowed with a green light, and you could actually see the full tea in it.
The young man carried the teapot, poured the tea into five matching small sapphire cups, picked up one cup himself, and distributed the rest to the guests.
They kneel and sit in the quiet room. The owner of the house loves bamboo and rattan very much, and the few furniture are all made of bamboo and rattan.The young man was sitting at the low table, sipping tea with his eyes down, without speaking.
"here it is……"
"This is my enchantment, in this "Taoist Records"."
Qingle was dumbfounded when she heard "Taoist Records": "What? "Taoist Records"? Little friend, why didn't you tell me that this book is "Taoist Records"?...Wait, that's wrong, "Taoist Records" clearly It is the most precious treasure of the Scarlet Cloud Sect, how could it be with you, little friend?"
Quan Ying didn't tell him about the truth, so he naturally didn't know the relationship between Xi Niang and Yun Lang.
Quan Ying said: "Uh, this is a reprint, it was entrusted to me by a friend I met by chance..."
The boy shook his head and said, "This is the original."
His expression was indifferent, and there was no suspicion of cheating.
“How come you see?”
"Because I brought this original from the Scarlet Cloud Sect," the young man replied, "Speaking of which, have you met that kid Shuisu?"
Qingle asked in a daze, "Which one is Miss Shuisu?"
Quan Ying nodded: "I have seen it."
"I don't know what year it is?"
Hearing Quan Ying casually report which dynasty and year it is now, the young man sighed after listening, "Oh, it's been so many years... A Xi has been gone for a long time too."
Qingle was completely dumbfounded, she felt the little stars in front of her eyes swaying wildly, making her dizzy: "Who is Ah Xi???"
"I don't know what is the relationship between You and Xi Niang?"
"Axi is my disciple."
Sure enough, this coincided with Shui Su's statement that "Xi Niang inherited the "Taoist Records" from her master".
"It turned out that Mr. taught Xi Niang. Xi Niang was able to acquire the ability to eliminate harm for the people, because Mr. taught her well."
"Little friend, Axi has only been with me for more than ten years. When I met Axi, I had already forgotten a lot of things. I blamed me for not teaching her well, which made her end miserably."
Mentioning that beautiful and heroic female disciple, the boy couldn't help feeling sad.
"I don't know when sir lived in this book?"
"I don't really remember, but when I met Axi, I was already in the book."
"Sir, in this book, can you always perceive the changes outside the book?"
"No. If there is a home to go back to, who would go into exile? I stayed in the book because I was hunted down by others, and I hid out of helplessness. My physical body is not here, and I can only exist under the guise of a foreign object. This "Taoist Record" was the most important thing on my body when I fled, and I wanted to guard it, so I moved in. But the "Taoist Record" was polluted by monsters after all, and my life is actually shortened by living here."
"So, if there is nothing important, I will fall asleep in the book. Since Axi was killed, I rarely wake up again. Miss Shuisu used the magic weapon left by Axi to wake me up briefly, but for decades, I only woke up that once."
"That friend just now..."
"Thanks to the two of you who injected two kinds of mana, one yin and one yang, into the "Taoist Records". This polluted book must be used as much as possible to wake me up."
Qingle said: "Sir, you have an extraordinary bearing, strong Taoism, and you wear the Taoist uniform of the Chiyun Sect master. You think you are a certain former suzerain of the Chiyun Sect, but as far as I know, the former suzerains of the Chiyun Sect in recent generations They are all dead and gone, could there be something else hidden in it?"
The young man smiled and said, "I can't remember who I am. As I said, my physical body is elsewhere. I used to have both mana and memory, but after absconding, now I only have mana left."
The quiet room is full of gentle and invisible magic power of young people, vast like a sea of smoke in spring, unfathomable, yet calm and quiet, like fresh and mellow new tea, which makes people feel comfortable.
Song Hui'an had a premonition and said, "Sir...?"
Seeing that they hesitated to speak, the young man smiled and said, "I think Fellow Daoist has already met another 'me'."
Jeon Ying replied, "I've seen it. Is that 'you' with previous memories?"
"Exactly. When I was hunted down, I was afraid that once I was killed, I would no longer be able to leave clues for future generations, so I divided my soul into two, one part of the main memory and one part of the main power. Traveling far away, and as the latter, I protect the "Taoist Records" with the body of the primordial spirit. I don't know what happened to the other me now?"
Quan Ying was silent for a moment, and said truthfully: "Because of helping others, my soul has returned to heaven and earth."
"Very good, very good. Although I can't remember what I was like before, I am very envious of being able to die for others and for morality."
There was a feeling of loneliness in his words, which was embarrassing.
He is a scattered soul with nowhere to go, his life is lonely, and the disciple who closed the door died unexpectedly, what happened to him is so miserable, how can he feel good?
The boy said to Qing Le again: "I'm sorry, little friend, I really can't remember who I am. I really can't answer your question just now."
Qing Le said in a daze: "Senior has his own difficulties, and this junior understands."
Quan Ying suddenly said, "I have a guess."
The boy smiled and said, "But it's okay to say."
All three eyes fell on him.Xiao Daotong said in a deep voice: "I think, fellow daoist is Duan Lang."
Duan Lang, the patriarch of the Chiyun Sect, has a firm heart, extraordinary talent, gentle temperament, and the style of a Confucian scholar.His cultivation is so profound that he has been the best in the immortal sect for more than a hundred years. Now he is a monk in the late stage of the tribulation period, and he is only one step away from the body of a true immortal.
In today's underworld where there is no connection, he is almost the only seedling in the tribulation period.
Quan Ying took the "A Closer Examination of the Disciples of the Immortal Gate" that Yan Wen had just retrieved from the Wenhan Mansion's warehouse, and pondered endlessly at the page where Duan Lang's information was written.
Such a genius, even if he can't ascend to the sky, it would be great to become a loose immortal. Looking at the lower world, let alone the period of crossing the catastrophe, there are only a handful of monks in the Mahayana period among the immortal sects, even if all the immortal sects work together to encircle and suppress Even chasing and killing him, it is impossible to replace this person silently without disturbing the upper realm.
However, absurd things really happened.A group of upper immortals who thought they knew everything, were tricked by unknown forces lurking in the lower realm.
Thinking of the tragic death of the boy she saw in the old woman's memory, Quan Ying's heart became heavier.
His guess should be correct.
The white-clothed boy in Chenjia Village who exchanged his longevity for the good fortune of others is Zhen Duan Lang who has inherited all his previous memories and fled.
At that time, the young man escaped the hunt of the immortal sect like heaven and earth, and fell on the side of Chenjia Village covered in bruises. His youthful form was transformed by the decline of Taoism. I have one life left.
The celestial sect master who carried the memories of the past, was extremely cold at the height, and came to the tacky and barren mountain village. In order to repay the benefactor who saved his life, he had to do his best to help her.
One year later, when his mana was about to run out, he could no longer maintain his youthful appearance, so he prepared to go to another country and lie down in the loess alone.
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