Today I hold the world

At noon, Tibetan wind plain.

It was the time when the mountain was closed, the clouds and mists of the Tibetan Wind Mountain dissipated, and the majestic momentum appeared. Although the heavy snow was falling, the Qi training monks walking on the snowy road far away could still see the cloud above the mountain gate, with a red dragon shape The phantom flickered vigorously.

Jian Yong, with a heavy heart, flew from the south, and saw that the mountain gate that he personally ordered to be temporarily closed was open, so he descended outside the mountain gate with anger, and quickly stepped on the mountain road.

The two disciples standing guard at the dragon gate stood solemnly. When they saw Jian Yong, they bent down to salute: "Uncle Jian."

"kindness."

He was going to question the disciples guarding the mountain, but after thinking about it, these children still dare not do such a thing, so he just nodded and went straight to the Tibetan wind hall.

Passing by the Ten Thousand Spiritual Field, his eyebrows and eyes inadvertently glanced at the ten-foot-high Longyatian stele, and he saw a black-robed Taoist staring at the inscription with his hands behind his back, as if he had stopped for a long time.

It is impossible to be an outsider who can enter the mountain gate of my home, but the breath feels a little strange, so I have to go over and have a look.

When the high platform under the Longya Tianbei was less than ten feet away, the figure seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and slowly turned around to reveal his face.

Jian Yong's expression of joy immediately surfaced: "The head?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhong Ziyan walked down the high platform slowly.

In the past five years, Jian Yong has basically been in charge of the sect's affairs in the sect. He has been busy with all the big and small matters, and his spirit has obviously been exhausted.

"You... have formed a pill?" Jian Yong didn't know what to say for a while, this surprise came so suddenly that he was caught off guard.

"Haha, lucky to be successful, go to the hall and talk." The two walked towards the Tibetan Wind Hall hand in hand.

After entering the hall, there was a little boy serving tea and water, Jian Yong was silent for a long time at first, and after opening the chatter box, he uttered all the things that happened in recent years:

"Since you left, the halls in the gate have developed steadily. The five halls have made outstanding contributions over the years. Unfortunately, they have built foundations for retreat twice, but they failed. Now that the oil is exhausted, I deliberately made an exception for the Wave Moon Cave. He uses it, but he doesn't want to keep it in a daze, he just hides in the alchemy room all day long, not seeing the light.

……

Old Ancestor Chen came here once because of Tianlei City's recruitment of casual cultivators to participate in the pioneering war. The previous time only the senior Jindan from Leiyin Temple lobbied. This time it was an ancestor of Yuanying. Patriarch, after he appeared, he scolded that person severely, and the entire Huaishan cultivation world was spared the panic of being conscripted again.

You will have to talk to him about this in person soon, what happened outside, a small place like Huaishan is not qualified to know, and Old Ancestor Chen never paid attention to me.

……

Last year, due to Situ Ye's serious illness, various forces in Huaishan were undercurrents. The two factions of Situ Li and Situ Yuyi in his family were at a stalemate in order to compete for the suzerainty. stop.

Situ Shiqi has been secretly contacting Yuzhou, begging him to support Situ Yuyi. A few months ago, Situ Ming was assassinated outside Dibing Valley. The story of Situ Shiqi's assassination of Yu Xiongzi was publicized, and the eagle-eyed Caotai hated our family. Tuoba Nantian came to the door several times, but was sent back by Master Tao.

Yuzhou has always been independent, and I don't know what happened in it. I wanted to ask him to find out, but he seemed to disappear out of thin air, without a trace.

Ugh……"

Jian Yong finally sighed to express his feelings. He has always been meticulous and meticulous. He is good at saving some property and turning over goods, but dealing with people's hearts is not that simple.

After hearing this, Zhong Ziyan patted Jian Yong on the shoulder and said softly: "There is no need to worry, these things are not worth bothering about."

Jian Yong nodded, and took out a thick spiritual book: "The accounts of the sect..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Ziyan smiled and waved his hands, "There is no rush, go to the mourning hall to see Datong and Han Qin, they have gone."

"Go?" Jian Yong was puzzled, thought for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Go? No, a few days ago..."

He looked at Zhong Ziyan, and walked out of the palace gate quickly.

The people who moved together back then naturally had a strong family affection. It was hard for anyone to hear that someone died suddenly, but there is no way to escape when people live to this age.

******

Zhong Ziyan left the Zangfeng Hall alone, and came to Tao Fangyin's cave in the back mountain. The stone door opened slowly, and when he walked in, the silver-haired old man's mouth was already smiling.

"Uncle, I'm back." Zhong Ziyan smiled and said sitting cross-legged, the two looked at each other peacefully, just like when they moved east to Huaishan, they respected and trusted each other.

Tao Fangyin's complexion was ruddy, and his red robes made it look like he had never aged, "I know, since you sent the dragon cauldron back then, I have known."

Successful alchemy, whether Zhong Ziyan, Tao Fangyin, or even everyone in the sect, knew what it meant.

Years of expectation, now it has come true, how can I not make the old man happy, take a jug of wine, two jade cups, don't say anything, have a drink first.

Zhong Ziyan put out the shattered Chilong Cauldron, and said guiltily: "During the tribulation, I was saved by it, but unfortunately it broke."

"How can a dead thing be more important than your life? If it is broken, it will be broken. Everything in the world is used to do things. There is no reason why it can't be broken. As the saying goes, if you don't break, you can't stand. This is a good thing." Common rituals and sect tokens are not as important as people.

After hearing this, Zhong Ziyan felt much more at ease. He took on the burden of being the head of the house. No matter what outsiders think, he will eventually care about such things.

The two chatted until late at night, and Tao Fangyin talked about many secret things, especially the terrifying forbidden art that he realized after forming the alchemy, which can draw all the spiritual energy within a certain range for his own use in a short period of time. He combined his natal objects to display a powerful and terrifying attack method, which is called: Yang Yan Net Extinguishment.

It wasn't until now that he was successful in forming the alchemy that Zhong Ziyan realized that Tao Ancestor really regarded him as the inheritor of the sect, and blurted out all the secrets without reservation.

"After I formed the alchemy, I was not as lucky as you. I only realized a magical power to divide spiritual power and ride the wind, called the 'Wind Riding Technique'. Formed by the combination of Xingshu and the understanding of the essence of clearing wind and transforming evil spirits, it can draw and disintegrate aura, and secondly, it can quickly escape from Qingming, which is quite useful." Zhong Ziyan condensed the five-color spirit group in the palm of his hand, and he was handy in separating and closing, and then A gust of wind blew away the mist, and it was as if nothing had appeared in the palm of my hand.

Tao Fangyin pondered for a moment, then laughed loudly: "With your method, you will become the nemesis of many people."

Zhong Ziyan smiled lightly, and said again: "Datong and Han Qin have gone, I found their bodies from the Guilingxi area, it is likely that Situ's family did this, but I plan to press this matter down.

Back then when Situ Shiqi came to talk to me about something, I knew that he had some agreement with Yuzhou, presumably Situ Ming's death was probably caused by Yuzhou.

I went to see the old man of the Situ family last night. His lifespan will not last for three days, and the internal strife within the Yunhe sect is intensifying. If it damages the vitality of the Huaishan cultivation world, we don’t know how long our family’s plan to return to the east will be delayed. This matter cannot be delayed . "

Tao Fangyin gradually became silent, and after a long time, he sighed, "You are right. Those who achieve great things must endure what ordinary people can't bear. All the wrong things in my life were forged by frankness and madness. If I had been alert earlier, I would have been less Comrades from the old school, our family’s foundation can be doubled again, but unfortunately there is no turning back, we can only look forward.”

Whatever you do, you must understand what the primary goal is. With the primary and secondary, you will have the severity, and with the severity, you can solve it in turn.

To succeed, one depends on whether the world allows it, the second depends on whether one's own strength allows it, and the third depends on people's hearts, both of which are indispensable.

Zhong Ziyan said that traveling eastward for five years was not a matter of fleeting observation. People like Makino Malin and Dongfang Zhenren are far from being successful. What Chilongmen wants to seek is to survive for thousands of years. You have to smash your teeth and swallow it in your stomach. If you take a wrong step, you may never have a chance to come back.

"It's not a good life for those enemies, but I'm really worried that Liu Jiangyou will give birth soon." Zhong Ziyan put away the broken red dragon body and prepared to leave.

Tao Fangyin raised his head to look at the east, and turned his head to stare at Zhong Ziyan after a while: "This Hanting has nothing to do with me, Daoming, you must remember: Revenge is a small matter, inheritance is a big matter, accumulate money and food, and build a city wall high."

Zhong Ziyan got up and realized the ceremony, turned around and walked towards the gate of the cave, and heard Tao Fangyin's old voice teaching:

"Now that you have become the real master of the red dragon, I will have nothing to teach you in the future. Knowing that you have been familiar with the Confucian classics since childhood, I will give you the last sentence of everything in life:

There is no good and no disgusting body, knowing good and evil is conscience.

There are good and malicious actions, doing good and eliminating evil is the investigation of things.

Don't stick to the words of the sages, disdain the worldly fame and wealth, only then can you see what people have never seen, and what people have not reached.

Your life can surpass thousands of lives in the world. "

When Zhong Ziyan came out of the cave, thousands of rivers gathered in his heart, he was in a daze for a long time, and bowed his head to pay respects, "Disciple, remember."

Those words, uttered from the mouth of this old man, are no longer expectations, pressures, or responsibilities, but a sincere hope that I will have no regrets in this life, and no matter what my future fate is, I will act with my heart.

At this moment, Zhong Ziyan, the things that the "head" has been carrying for many years seem to be too light all of a sudden. It seems that it is not so important whether the old man chose him or Chilongmen. Yes, because that is the past life, and the future is the present life.

……

Across the door, inside the cave, Tao Fangyin's complexion returned to normal, and his rosy face became loose. He is old, although he has already reached the sixth level of the golden core, but he knows how many years he has left. The peak of the eighth, ninth, and tenth floors, and even the birth of a baby, is probably far away.

But he was still full of joy. Through the cave, he could clearly see Zhong Ziyan walking away step by step, and his back image was like a rising star, thick and wide, inclusive of everything, very similar to mountains, rivers and seas.

In this quiet cave, the old man laughed loudly: "All the weather is turbulent, and my day is prosperous."