That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

On the chilly night, it began to rain lightly, and the lively night market in Xinling City ended earlier than usual, and there were only pedestrians holding umbrellas in twos and threes on the street.

The carriage of the city lord's mansion passed by the gate of the mansion, but the people in the carriage did not get out. The young man who greeted him was stunned for a while, and then stepped forward to lead the carriage in through the side door.

After the carriage came to a complete stop, the driver did not move. The boy put his stirrups in place, stepped aside and swallowed, and then called out: "Master, madam has prepared a table of wine and food, and I have been waiting for you all night."

"Then you go back quickly and tell sister-in-law not to wait. Cousin won't be coming back tonight." Ming Qiao's bright voice came from inside the car, and the driver who was sitting firmly in front of the car jumped out of the carriage and lifted the curtain up.

Seeing that it was Ming Qiao and a few people he didn't know, the servant hurriedly bowed his body to salute, took two steps back, and asked with a trembling voice, "Why is Sect Master Ming here? Where's our master?"

"My cousin got drunk at Lianyun Mansion and refused to come back. Go and talk to Madam quickly, don't make her wait in vain."

"But... the master is not here, what is the suzerain bringing some immortal elders here for?"

Ming Qiao's face darkened, and he walked into the yard with a few people, reprimanding him as he walked, "What are you doing so much, a doorman and a horseman? I must be here in the middle of the night because I have something important to do, and I'm not here robbery."

The boy opened his mouth to say something more, and watched the group of people rushing towards the backyard, but he still didn't have the courage to catch up, so he had to run in another direction.

Si Huai and Wu Nian visited the City Lord's Mansion once when they first arrived in Xinling, but they were led from the corridor to the side hall by the soldiers, and they didn't have time to look at the scenery of the City Lord's Mansion.

Ming Qiao was familiar with this place, and led them all the way from the path to the backyard, and he didn't look like he was unfamiliar with City Lord Meng as rumored outside.

The backyard of the City Lord's Mansion is much more refined than the front yard. The rockery and the plum blossom forest are connected together, just separating the front hall and the backyard.

Officials have always had a rule that outsiders should not enter the backyard. Seeing Ming Zongzhu leading a few men and a girl outside, the maids in the backyard panicked and hid.

There is only the wife of the city lord in the backyard of the city lord Meng, but they don't know why the counselor they want to meet is trapped in this high-walled backyard.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the courtyard became more desolate and remote as we walked in. After walking around for a while, another plum blossom forest appeared in front of us, which was bigger than the one we saw before. The stamens have already bloomed, and the bitter cold fragrance has mixed into the cold rainy night.

In the depths of the plum blossom forest, a small courtyard seems to be covered, and two red lanterns shone dimly in the dark night.

Before Ming Qiao raised his foot into the plum grove, the government soldiers hiding in the dark came up from all around, and there was the sound of uniform footsteps and the sound of swords being unsheathed from behind, and the government soldiers who rushed in just blocked their way back.

"No wonder you have to put someone down to see you. This is a den of tigers and wolves." Sheng Lanchu muttered in a low voice and was about to step forward, but was pulled back by Dong Yangyan next to him.

Although the voice of this sentence was not loud, the people present with good ears heard this sentence verbatim, and it naturally drifted into the other party's ears.

A man who looked like a commander clasped his fists politely, and said to Ming Qiao: "Sect Master Ming, the City Master won't let you see that one again. What is the Sect Master trying to do by bringing so many people here?"

"Of course it's to meet the person who won't let me see." Ming Qiao smirked vainly, and didn't say much nonsense. While he was not paying attention, he slapped the person who looked like a leader. A palm lifted ten steps away.

Seeing that the opponent moved first, the government soldiers raised the cold hands in unison, shouted and rushed forward.

"Don't hurt innocent people too much." Zhong Xun drew out his saber to block it, pushed the rushing soldiers out, and turned around to instruct.

Ming Qiao looked back at the few people behind him, and said, "Go into the forest, but don't move around, there are many organs inside."

After the words fell, Ming Qiao swept across with his sword edge, and shot out a very strong wave of swords, forcing the soldiers back a few steps, turned around and got into the plum grove.

The long sword came out of his hand and pulled a beautiful sword flower in the air. Ming Qiao's subordinates quickly flipped it over, and drew the Ming family's unicorn pattern on the place where the sword glow passed, forming a barrier in twos and threes , to block those soldiers who don't know how to use spells from Merlin.

"Let's go!" Ming Qiao glanced at the people who ran out to find rescuers, and hurriedly led them to the small courtyard deep in the forest.

Several courtyards in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion were empty, looking dim and in disrepair. I didn't expect to build a small courtyard in this place full of flowers. Clean and elegant.

Rather than saying it is a prison for people, it is better to say that it is a pure place to cultivate the body and mind.

The courtyard door was not locked, and it opened with a slight push. The guards inside probably heard the movement outside and hid in the dark early on. When the door was opened, there were two "swish" sounds With a voice, two cold arrows shot out from the darkness one after the other.

Ming Qiao turned his body left and right, raised his hand and grabbed the two arrows in his hand, and threw them backhanded without looking at them. Two miserable shouts sounded together, and then there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground .

"My cousin is afraid that too many people will disturb his admiration. There are only these two guards and waiters in this yard." Ming Qiao strode in after saying this.

There is an octagonal pavilion at the end of the porch, and gauze curtains are placed around it to keep out the wind. The bead curtains are shaken by the wind, revealing a shadowy figure sleeping on the recliner.

The man didn't fall asleep, and he didn't get up when he heard the footsteps, and asked in a low voice, "Qidao is here?"

"Yes." Ming Qiao responded, paused in front of the curtain, and then opened the beaded curtain to enter, bent down and bowed, calling: "Brother Mingyao."

Everyone followed him into the pavilion, and saw a thin man lying motionless on a reclining chair covered with soft wrought irons, his body was covered with a fine brocade fur, and the brocade fur fell slightly. Some, showing the shapeless shoulder bones, but he didn't notice it, and raised his head with some effort to look in the direction of the person coming.

"Have you brought all the people you want to bring?" Fu Mingyao's face was very pale, but he still smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

It's just that the eyes are dim and seem to be invisible.

"Bring it." Ming Qiao responded, and said slowly: "Brother Lao Mingyao will prove the reason for me."

Everyone looked at Ming Qiao, and then at Fu Mingyao who was disabled. For a while, they couldn't figure out what important things they were going to say, so they could only hold back and sit down.

Most people in the world don't know about Fu Mingyao. Even if they do, it's just that he was a counselor for City Lord Meng more than ten years ago.

And how would they know that he never left, but became a disabled and blind person, trapped in this empty city lord's mansion.

The two people who took care of him were sent by Meng Pingshan to monitor him, and he himself was immobile, so naturally he didn't make tea for the guests. Qiao explained what he wanted to say.

Ming Qiao carefully tucked up the quilt for Fu Mingyao, moved a round chair and sat down beside him, then fell silent, as if thinking about how to speak, and finally heaved a long sigh, saying: "Dahuangshan In fact, I have already noticed the strangeness, before that dragon pit appeared."

"What?" Zhong Xun and the old Suzerain of Dongyang spoke together, and looked at each other in amazement.

Si Huai sat in the last corner, lowered his eyes to look at his hands, sighed in his heart, and said: "It really is this matter."

Ming Qiao's eyes wandered away from the crowd, and he said slowly: "Speaking of which, it was already two years ago."

Although the Ming family left the world of mortals and devoted themselves to cultivating, they still have connections with the imperial court, and this generation is even more responsible for guarding the barrier of the Great Barren Mountain.

The Great Barren Mountain is full of resentment and evil spirits, and there are countless ghosts and monsters, but as long as the ancient barrier is not broken, it will be no big deal. The Ming family set up several guardhouses in the Great Barren Mountain, and every year they send disciples to guard them in turn. What happened, until two years ago a disciple suddenly came back and reported that there was a strange aura near the Great Barren Mountain.

Ming Qiao went to Dahuangshan to check it himself, but he couldn't find out what the aura was. Dahuangshan didn't get confused because of it, so he suppressed it and made no noise.

Later, he searched around and got the news that shortly after the death of the demon dragon who committed murder 300 years ago, a wisp of broken soul fell near the Dahuang Mountain. There was no movement, so he was dead.

What nonsense!Si Huai secretly greeted the ancestors of the Ming family in his heart, and a light blue circle unconsciously floated in his lowered eyes, which he didn't even notice.

"It really is him?" Zhong Xun interrupted him, and asked sharply, "Why didn't you say such a big thing after you found out?"

Ming Qiao: "At the beginning, I had a bad idea. I thought what would happen after 300 years of death, so I thought about finding a solution by myself."

"Nonsense!" The old suzerain of Dongyang slapped the table hard, and angrily said: "300 years ago, all the families of the immortal sect surrounded and suppressed the monster dragon, and they were all slaughtered by him in Minghua Temple. If he really wanted to Resurrection, what solution can you alone?!"

Ming Qiao was not annoyed when he was reprimanded, instead he laughed and said: "Of course there were, and the suzerains must know how the demon dragon died back then."

"Bi Jue's Zen stick?" Si Huai's eyes froze, and he suddenly looked up at him.

"That's right." Ming Qiao nodded. This matter has been recorded in many fairy sect annals, and he was not curious that a casual cultivator knew about it.

"After the death of the holy Zen master back then, Bi Jue's Zen stick disappeared. I also inquired for a long time before I got the news that the holy Zen master took out the jade ring that had been condensed in the Zen stick and divided it into four pieces. A piece of broken jade, jade turned into different things, fell to different places."

And he tried his best to find the things transformed by the four jade rings.

"No one in the immortal sect has ever mentioned this matter, and there is no record in the history books. Where did you find out about it? And where did you find out that a strand of the soul of the demon dragon fell near the Great Barren Mountain?"

"That's why I brought you here today to meet Brother Mingyao. Brother Mingyao was originally a closed disciple of the real master of the Tianji Sect. The Tianji Sect cultivates people capable of governing the world. He entered the world because he cared about the people of the world."

Ming Qiao stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Mingyao's hand out of the brocade fur, and held it carefully in the palm of his hand. His fingers lightly brushed the white jade wrench carved with auspicious animal patterns on his hand.

"There is a secret room in the Tianji Gate where many old volumes are stored. Brother Mingyao once read the records about the demon dragon, the holy Zen master, and the Bijue Zen staff in the collection of books in the secret room. The Bijue Zen staff was transformed into broken jade Among them, there is one called the Taotie Jade Seal, which fell into Brother Mingyao's hands."

After his words fell, the eyes of all the people present moved from him to Fu Mingyao.

Master Shengchan is the person who has been closest to the perfection of merit and virtue among the immortals and Buddhists for hundreds of years. The power of the Bijue Zen staff that has condensed his cultivation base is beyond the reach of these latecomers.

It's just that he never expected that the thing transformed from one of the pieces of broken jade was actually on his body.

"This..." Zhong Xun didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a while, he said, "All these things are unknown to all the immortal sects, so how can they prove the truth based on the books in the secret room of Tianji Gate?"

"Because..." Fu Mingyao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his voice was very soft, as if he would be blown away by the wind if he didn't pay attention.

"Because the Tianji Gate escaped from the Huguo Temple 300 years ago."

The author has something to say: Today is a chapter where the main character does not have many roles, Si Xiaohuai jumped out to show everyone how cute hehehehe

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