On a winter night, the cold wind blew gently.

Wang Yi looked at the burned out bonfire and felt some of the warmth brought by the bonfire.

Sitting cross-legged next to Wang Si, Wang Yi glanced at the old monk who was sitting there, turning his prayer beads silently, and found that he did not do anything else except meditate.

"Master, what should I call you?"

The old monk, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and replied with a smile: "Monks don't talk about names, Tao doesn't talk about longevity."

Wang Yi grinned, do all monks like to talk like this?

"What Master said is a little inappropriate. It's just a name. Is it possible that I can't say it out loud?"

Just when Wang Yigang wanted to say something to the old monk, a voice from outside the ancient temple reached his ears.

Wang Yi stood up suddenly and stared at the gate of the ancient temple. After hearing the sound, the old monk was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist name.

At the gate of the ancient temple, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe patted the snowflakes on his boots, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the ancient temple.

The Taoist first bowed to Wang Yi, and then said: "Little brother, I'm sorry for disturbing you, I'm sorry."

Wang Yi put his right hand on the long sword at his waist, looked at the Taoist with cold eyes, and asked in a bad tone: "Who is your Excellency?"

The Taoist robes worn by Taoists are not ordinary Taoist robes, but yellow and purple Taoist robes that only Taoist Celestial Masters can own. This was personally awarded to the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion by the Emperor Ming Dynasty today. Only individuals in the Ming Dynasty can wear it.

One is the ascended Longhushan Old Celestial Master, the second is the grandson of the old Celestial Master who now inherits the title of Celestial Master, and the third is the person in front of him.

Longhushan’s surname is Great Heavenly Master Huang Wen.

However, unlike the last time when the old Heavenly Master ascended, Huang Wen no longer looked like an old man this time, but instead turned into a middle-aged man, with a shiny face and full of energy.

"I don't have those Buddhist rules. My surname is Huang Mingwen, and I'm just a Taoist priest."

Wang Yi was shocked. The name Huang Wen still existed in Wang Yi's mind. The Jinyi Guards faced these famous figures in the world and wanted to record them.

Wang Yi does not doubt that someone dares to pretend to be Huang Wen, because he really despises his own longevity.

Facing the Great Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain, Wang Yi returned the greeting and said, "Why did Huang Celestial Master appear here?"

It's no wonder that Wang Yi has such doubts. Longhu Mountain is in the south of the Yangtze River, located in Yizhou, and this is the junction of Tingzhou and Xuzhou. They are so far apart that the distance between them is unimaginable.

Huang Wen heard Wang Yi's question, but did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Little friend, since you can keep the master, can I also stay here?"

Wang Yi crossed his arms and said angrily: "Of course, this ancient temple is an ownerless thing, but I just want to know if anyone comes again. This is not a vegetable market. You can come and go at will."

Huang Wen laughed loudly, took out a jade pendant from his arms, threw it to Wang Yi, and then sat on the left side of Wang Yi, "No more, little friend, don't be angry, I will give this jade pendant to you as a gift."

compensation."

Wang Yi took over the jade pendant. After taking it, the jade pendant actually felt a bit cool. I guess the material must be a bit special, and the veins on it are a bit strange, not like those naturally formed, but this way it has a different flavor.

Seeing Wang Yi looking at the jade pendant, Huang Wengang wanted to explain, but the old monk sitting aside suddenly said, "Donor, there is no need to doubt that there is something wrong with this jade pendant. Huang Tianshi still has some sense. This jade pendant contains the secrets of Longhu Mountain."

For some people who practice magic skills, Lei Fa has a natural ability to restrain themselves. In a dangerous moment, if the jade pendant is crushed, no one in the world below the second level can withstand the power produced when the jade pendant is broken.

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Wang Yi put it away doubtfully.

Yupei sat back next to Wang Si and found that the conversation between the three of them was too loud just now, waking up Wang Si who was sleeping soundly.

After Wang Si woke up, he found that there was a monk and a Taoist priest beside him. He was a little surprised, but he was not afraid. Instead, he looked at the two of them curiously, his head and shoulders shaking constantly.

Wang Yi put his hands behind his head and was not going to practice his internal strength anymore. It was somewhat unsafe with outsiders present.

To say that Wang Yi was nervous, Huang Wen, one of the ten people in the world, was sitting next to him. He didn't have any airs or arrogance, but was as kind as an uncle next door. This made Wang Yi a little unbelievable.

, it is precisely because of this disbelief that Wang Yi is a little nervous now.

"Master Tian has followed the old monk all the way, aren't you tired?"

Huang Wen, who was sitting there adding wood blocks to the bonfire, heard the words, first smiled, and then replied: "Master's words are not right. It is the duty of the Tianshi Mansion to subjugate demons and eliminate them. I, Huang Wen, am just the one who

He is just a Taoist priest who works hard and never complains."

Wang Yi looked at Huang Wen and then at the old monk, and found that there was nothing strange about these two people, but from what Huang Wen just said, it seemed that the old monk was not a good person.

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

Huang Wen tugged on his Taoist robe, looked at the old monk who was silently turning the prayer beads, and explained to Wang Yi: "My little friend, I don't know something now. The old monk in front of me is an old monk, but the next second he may be another one."

It’s a devil.”

"How do you say this?"

Huang Wen glanced at the old monk and gave him a look that seemed to say, how about you say it yourself?

The old monk also saw Huang Wen's eyes, but he chose to turn a blind eye.

"That's because the master's life experience is so remarkable. Back then, the Heavenly Master gathered so much manpower but failed to kill the master. Instead, he allowed the master to escape."

The old monk's face was bitter, and his tone was full of regret, "I have done many wrong things before, and now I want to make up for it. Can't the Heavenly Master let me go once?"

Huang Wen did not answer, but took out a bell and teased Wang Si beside him with a smile.

Wang Yi still didn't understand, but he knew a truth. The more he knew, the sooner he might die, so he never asked questions again. Taking the bloody clothes, he walked to the gate of the ancient temple and stretched out his right hand.

Grab some snowflakes that have fallen on the ground, put them on your clothes, and rub them gently.

Although the effect is not very good, it can wash away most of the blood stains.

Huang Wen saw Wang Yi's actions and just sat there silently in a daze. However, the old monk saw this and recited a Buddhist chant, "Sin, sin."

"On the way here, I encountered several corpses. The corpses were all killed by sword energy and exposed in the wilderness. I couldn't bear it, so I performed a ritual ceremony."

Huang Wen sat cross-legged and said to the old monk: "Master, you might as well ask this little donor if he is the one who killed him."

The old monk took out a wooden fish from his arms, put it on the ground, muttered something in his mouth, and began to chant sutras. In the ancient temple, the sound of the wooden fish could be heard.

After Wang Yi washed his clothes, he put them into the bamboo box and sat back to his original position.

"What do you think, Master?"

Hearing this, the old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish. The ancient temple became silent for a moment, with only the breathing of a few people lingering in Wang Yi's ears.

"Killing is wrong after all."

Wang Yi took out the long sword from the scabbard at his waist and placed it on his knees. His index finger and middle finger came together and gently brushed the sword body until it reached the tip. The moonlight shone on the sword body and reflected on Wang Yi's face.

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When Huang Wen's eyes fell into Huang Wen's eyes with a resolute expression and handsome face, he couldn't help but sigh. God had given this boy good clothes and skin.

"Then let me ask the master, how can they

It was a man who insulted a lady before, then killed him, and finally wanted to attack their daughter. What would the master do if he were present?"

Huang Wen looked at the old monk beside him with a playful expression.

The old monk was stunned at first. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Wang Yi asked again: "What kind of person does Master think I am?"

The old monk raised his head, looked at Wang Yi, and looked into his eyes. His eyes were so pure and white, but there was a hint of indifference, as if the survival of the world had nothing to do with him.

Wang Yi flicked the sword with two fingers, and the sword made a crisp sound. This reminded Huang Wen that when he was in Longhu Mountain, every day a Taoist would ring a bronze bell hanging outside the door of Tianshi Mansion.

The sound is also so crisp and sweet.

"The donor is lost in the world."

Wang Yi stretched out his finger and shook it, "What the master said is wrong. Why not say that the world has changed?"

"I once read in a book that a child who had lost his parents since he was a child, and had no one to discipline him, went astray, cheated, and was good at everything. He was good at eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. But in the end, he was

When they caught him, the officials saw that this man was carrying water for a childless old man. After seeing the officials arriving, the man did not run away. Instead, he begged them to give him some time to bring this man to his house.

Finished picking up the tank water."

"I once saw with my own eyes a rich man who had been taking care of his fellow villagers for many years and opened his tent to give porridge every time there was a big disaster. He sneaked into a woman's house late at night and was finally discovered by the woman's husband. The rich man

Taking advantage of his family's great business, Weng hired a murderer to kill the woman's man, and finally used a scapegoat to end the matter."

"Then Master, why don't you tell me, who is the good guy and who is the bad guy among these two people?"

The old monk didn't know how to answer, his lips trembled slightly, he didn't say anything, he just recited a Buddha's name.

Wang Si was a little shocked. She didn't expect her master to say such words. It was really domineering.

Huang Wen was impressed by the little brother he had just met in the ancient temple, and he was secretly happy. It was not easy for him to embarrass this old and immortal monk.

"Master is merciful, this is a good thing, but in the future, you need to think more about such things."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said sincerely: "Thank you very much, donor."

Huang Wen added insult to injury and said, "Old monk, I think you are done as a monk. Why don't you come back to Longhu Mountain with me?"

Wang Yi sheathed his sword. The old monk shook his head and said to Huang Wen, "I want to see it again."

Huang Wen stretched his legs to relieve himself. After sitting for a long time, his legs and feet were a little numb.

Li Changming came back carrying the carcass of a wild boar, put the wild boar aside, and sat on the ground tiredly, bending down very low.

"Long time no see. A visitor is here."

Huang Wen looked at Li Changming, who was born in Wudang. He naturally recognized the Taoist robes Li Changming was wearing. After all, Longhu Mountain had been dealing with Wudang Mountain for many years.

The old monk saluted and said hello. Li Changming ignored him directly. He was so tired now that he had no energy to pay attention to these two people.

"Wang Yi, you are responsible for roasting this wild boar, and I won't care about it. Master Dao, I spent a lot of effort to catch it."

Wang Yi stood up and walked to the wild boar carcass. He began to prepare today's dinner. Huang Wen was not spared by Wang Yi and directly pulled him over.

Huang Wen was originally unwilling to come, but Wang Yi said, do you want to eat too? Huang Wen nodded.

Wang Yi then said, "If you want to eat, come and help me, otherwise you will be hungry."
Chapter completed!