Taiping Inn

The two walked across the arch bridge on the Sushui River and headed towards the Liuli Tower. However, Zhang Jingxiu had no intention of climbing the tower. She walked around the Liuli Tower and continued to walk towards the Tallinn.

Li Xuan was still thinking about what Zhang Jingxiu said just now. Zhang Jingxiu was seeking the name of thousands of generations, so that the Taoist sect could be unified. In later history books, he would be ranked alongside the ancestors.

Zhang Jingxiu whispered: "I originally wanted to try to survive the thunder tribulation and stay in the world for a hundred years, but now it seems that it may not be big. I heard that the national master of the Golden Tent has succeeded. Do you know the details of the Zi Mansion?"

Li Xuan hesitated for a moment and replied: "The national master sacrificed the living people through the power of the Great Khan shamanism of the Golden Tent, and used this to absorb the power of countless living beings, and refined the "Eternal Life Stone", and then passed the "Eternal Life Stone". After thunder tribulation, but even so, the national master after thunder tribulation was too weak. I didn't even see the charm of the Earth Immortal in a disaster, so the national master was killed by the Earth Immortal and the Holy Lord. In other words, the country The reason why the master can survive the thunder tribulation is that he has been planning for decades and has piled up with the lives of countless people."

Zhang Jingxiu sighed lightly, "This method... works in the golden tent, but it will never work in the Central Plains. According to the Buddhist theory of cause and effect, the result of the death of the national master today is the cause of the slaughter of innocent people the day before yesterday. ”

Li Xuandu said: "That's true, but the Earth Master seems to have other plans and wants to stay in the world for a hundred years. If the Earth Master successfully overcomes the thunder tribulation and waits until both the Great Heavenly Master and the Master die, I'm afraid that this world will be No one can check or balance him.”

Zhang Jingxiu smiled and said, "You can't say that. The two of us old guys are gone, and there are Dan Tai Yun, Qin Qing, and you."

Li Xuan was stunned, then shook his head and laughed: "The Great Master looks down on me too much."

Zhang Jingxiu said with help from his fingers: "I think I'm saying that the Zi Mansion has hope of immortality. Is it just a polite word on the scene?"

Li Xuandu said, "The Great Heavenly Master is too rewarded, and I am ashamed of being a Zi Mansion."

Zhang Jingxiu tapped Li Xuandu with his fingers, "This is a true polite word from Zifu."

This action is a bit rude, but it is very close. If it weren't for someone close, it wouldn't have surpassed it so much.

While they were talking, the two of them had already entered Tallinn. Li Xuan looked around and wanted to ask, but he held back.

Zhang Jingxiu said, "What else do you want to ask about Zifu? You might as well ask them together, don't keep it in your heart."

Li Xuan did not ask why Zhang Jingxiu brought him to this palins, but asked, "I dare to ask the great master, who did the death of my senior brother Situ Xuance?"

Zhang Jingxiu seemed to have expected Li Xuan to ask this question, and without hesitation, he answered directly: "I did not witness the situation at that time, nor did I see Mr. Situ for the last time, and I didn't even see the body, so I can only speculate, but it may not be correct."

Li Xuan suddenly understood why everyone asked him to ask his master Li Daoxu, because the last person Situ Xuance met was Li Daoxu, and Li Daoxu personally took care of the funeral.

Zhang Jingxiu said: "According to my speculation, it should be the one among the Confucians who it is, but it is still unclear who it is."

Li Xuandu asked, "Are there many people from Confucianism?"

Zhang Jingxiu smiled and said, "Of course, the Confucian Sect divides the Taoist Sect into what is now divided, and implements the strategy of suppressing the strong and supporting the weak, and dividing and treating them. Can it be achieved by just one or two people? Although the Confucian school is weak, it cannot be underestimated. All it lacks is a leader who can respond to it. Don’t say that there is no one in the Confucian school.”

Li Xuan could not help but sigh softly when he heard this expected answer.

Zhang Jingxiu said: "The Lao Xuan List, Tai Xuan List and Shao Xuan List were proposed by Taiping Sect. I heard that Zifu will revise the Tai Xuan List recently, but the Tai Xuan List only covers the scope of the Jianghu. It doesn't belong to the world, so they won't appear on these lists."

Li Xuandu said, "The Great Heavenly Master is knowledgeable and must know the details of the Confucian Sect."

Zhang Jingxiu shook his head and said, "When it comes to Confucianism, I don't know much more than you. You want to deal with Confucianism, and I want to deal with Confucianism, but Confucianism is not that easy to deal with. If you are not careful, you will have to Bu Situ. Mr. Great must be careful in his footsteps.”

Li Xuan was silent. Now he has walked on the road he took back then. There is a thorn in front of him. If he can walk over, he will admit his wounds even if he is covered in bruises. He is afraid that he will fall into the thorns if he can't walk over.

Zhang Jingxiu continued, "As far as I know, there is a group of hermits among the Confucian school."

"Herde?" Li Xuan repeated it all.

"Yes, hermit. But he is not a real hermit, but just under the guise of a hermit, but his heart is still in the secular world." Zhang Jingxiu's tone was a little disdainful, "Just like those famous ancient scholars, who were praised as 'sage' and had a strong character. , I really don’t know how these people who don’t touch the ground, their shoes and their shoes are not touched by mud, and their crowns are so strong that they talk about their character. They are just unrestrained but have no benefit to the people’s livelihood in the world. Where is the wise man?”

Li Xuandu asked, "How many of these hermits are?"

Zhang Jingxiu said: "There are about seven people, and they were seven people back then. I don't know if it has changed now."

Li Xuandu asked again: "Now, all kinds of things, including inciting the people outside the temple and provoking the Su family to make things difficult for me, is it the actions of these seven people?"

Zhang Jingxiu shook his head and said, "This trick won't let the seven of them come forward together. Even one of the seven people is a bit reluctant. You should know that these seven people are also amazing figures in the Confucian sect, and they are no less than priests and mountain masters. The other ones have their own disciples. As the saying goes, the disciples who have something to do may be their disciples. "

Li Xuandu frowned and said, "But although that person who took action is not my opponent, he also has the cultivation level of creation, not like a person in the Confucian sect."

After Zhang Jingxiu arrived at Jinling Mansion, he only learned about Su Guan from the Su family, but he did not know the details of the person who fought with Li Xuandu. At this time, he was a little surprised when he heard Li Xuandu mention it, "It is actually a realm of heaven and man creation. What kind of cultivation is this? Even among the Confucian sects, these people are only a handful of people, and they may still be my old acquaintance."

Li Xuandu said: "This person is not too old. He seems to be a woman who can use the sword energy of the 'God of Heaven'."

Zhang Jingxiu frowned and pondered: "The Confucian school does not accept female disciples. I know that there is a little girl named Shi Zongxi, but that little girl also wears men's clothes all day long, treats herself as a man, and adds her father. This special case is given by the relationship between love. Since it is a woman who can use the "defying the heavenly tribulation", it is unlikely that she is a disciple of the Confucian school. It seems that some people want to take advantage of the conflict between Confucianism and Taoism and make a fuss."

Li Xuandu nodded in agreement, no longer worried about this matter, and turned to say, "Justice said just now that there were seven hermits. I wonder what their names are?"

Zhang Jingxiu said, "This is exactly why I brought you here." Just as the two of them spoke, the forest of steles had reached its end, and then Li Xuan saw a colorful land located halfway up the mountain. I couldn't help but be slightly stunned. What surprised Li Xuan even more was that there was an extremely terrifying tiger lying on the grass, twice as big as an ordinary tiger.

The tiger, who was napping in the sun, slapped his eyelids, glanced at the two uninvited guests, and roared softly, as if he was dissatisfied with the fact that there were too many guests in the past two days, which disturbed Qingjing.

Zhang Jingxiu and Li Xuan both stopped. Zhang Jingxiu pointed at the tiger. The tiger immediately felt a great threat, and its front paws were crawling, and its huge head was buried deep between the claws, making it look respectful.

Zhang Jingxiu smiled and said, "This beast is a bit spiritual, and the master here is one of the seven hermits."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin old monk walked out of the thatched hut not far away, with a sad face, folded his palms together and said, "I have seen the Great Heavenly Master and the Master Li."

Li Xuandu first returned the favor and then asked, "The great heavenly master is famous all over the world. It is not surprising that the master recognizes the great heavenly master, but Li is just a younger generation. How can the master recognize it?"

The old monk smiled faintly, "The scholar does not go out and knows all the affairs of the world. I live in seclusion here, but I am not completely unaware of the things outside. At this age, I can walk side by side with the great master, only Mr. Qingping is the only one."

Li Xuandu said seriously: "I dare not be called Mr. Qingping."

The old monk said, "Tan Yue doesn't have to be humble."

Li Xuandu asked, "Have you asked the master yet?"

The old monk said: "I am a man who escaped from Zen. He has not been formally ordained as a monk, nor has he been included in the Buddhist walls, so he has no Dharma name, but his past names have indeed been abandoned, so many people have seen it. When I was older, I respectfully called me Zen Master. I saw me as a companion of tigers and added the word "tiger" before the Zen Master, calling me Zen Master Tigers."

Li Xuandu said: "It turns out to be Zen Master Hu. Please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant. I have never heard of the name of Zen Master. However, after hearing what the Great Heavenly Master said, there are six people like Zen Master, such as Zen Master, who don't know that Zen Master can do it. Did you accept a lawsuit?”

Zen Master Hu did not directly answer Li Xuandu's straightforwardness, but looked at Zhang Jingxiu and shook his head and said, "Master Zhang Tian, ​​your actions are inappropriate. I am already a person outside the world and ignore ordinary things. Why bother to involve me again?”

Zhang Jingxiu smiled faintly and said, "This is wrong. Even if I don't come to see you, some of the other six will come to see you, or someone has already come."

The sadness on Zen Master Hu's face was even more serious, but he was not false and nodded, "I've indeed been here, I'm a lay Buddhist Qinghe."

Li Xuan frowned. Whether it is Zen Master Hu or the lay Buddhist Qinghe, they are not originally named or not, but their names. Could it be that the seven hermits gave up their original names and only used their own names as their names. Now Zen Master Hu and Qing have appeared. Mr. He, what do the other five call themselves?

However, Zen Master Hu didn't want to mention the other five people at all, and continued, "Mr. Qinghe is still an old man and wants to persuade me to leave here, but I didn't agree."

Zhang Jingxiu looked thoughtful, "Mr. Qinghe, I met him thirty years ago. Calculate his age, he should be eighty years old."

Zen Master Hu smiled bitterly and said, "The old horse is in the stable and has ambitions for thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their old age and have great ambitions."