Chapter 79 Past Immortal Palace
The middle-aged man’s words were like a magnet, firmly attracting everyone’s attention.
Fu Qingzhou, too, of course.
“This man was actually a disciple of the True Immortal Palace?”
He immediately stretched his ears and listened carefully.
The middle-aged man didn't shy away from it, holding a bowl of tea with a smile and saying: "Oh, it's been a long time since I thought about it. I'm not from Sichuan. It seems that my hometown is... in northern Hebei?"
"There was a severe drought that year, and my parents wanted to sell me for some porridge. I happened to meet a real person from the True Immortal Palace. They said I had good bones, so they took me in... Hey."< br>
While he was sipping his tea, a man in the audience raised his eyebrows: "A severe drought in Northern Hebei? I am from Northern Hebei, and this must have happened almost forty years ago! I also heard my father say this "
"Yeah...it's been almost forty years."
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said leisurely: "I couldn't even speak at that time, so I entered like this. True Immortal Palace, became a disciple there.”
"Of course, I also heard what Master said about this. I have been in the mountains since I was a child. Who knew about severe droughts or going into the mountains?"
"I have been reading and writing in the mountains since I was a child. , running behind the older brothers and sisters..."
Speaking of this, a rough Jianghu man laughed: "Well, brother, you have been practicing since you were a child, aren't you a great master? "
"What a master!"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I was driven down the mountain when I was ten years old!"
In the surprised eyes of everyone, he sighed softly: "I still remember the appearance of the real Immortal Palace."
"There is snow all year round. Sitting on the edge of the cliff looking down, most of the time You can only look at the vast sea of clouds. If the sea of clouds disperses, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers..."
"The real people in the Immortal Palace practice martial arts and Taoism, ah...those weird and bizarre things. I will never forget the scene. At that time, I always thought that I could be like them when I grew up. "
"I saw the ancients' descriptions of the 'fairy world' in books at that time, what the hell. "Qionglou Yuyu" and "Gods and Humans Residence", I asked Master, what is the fairyland like? At that time, Master laughed and pointed at the small building where we were studying and said, isn't this the fairyland? "
Fu Qingzhou listened leisurely and fascinated, and his original negative feelings about the real immortal palace were relieved a lot.
The middle-aged man was still telling the story, but the story suddenly took a turn for the worse: "But when I was ten years old, something big happened."
He added a cup of tea to himself and said solemnly: "That day. , suddenly many people from outside the mountain came up to the mountain. They were fierce and murderous, saying that they wanted the True Immortal Palace to hand over the evil man, and they also reported the name of Long Dabei. "
Hearing "Long Dabei." "Three words, everyone became energetic.
The middle-aged man continued: "But where is the Long Dabei on our mountain? Everyone is confused... At this moment, the most powerful second-generation disciple in the True Immortal Palace in the past, that is, me Qinglongzi, his uncle, suddenly stood up and said that he was Long Dabei."
"Until then, we didn't know that when he came down from the mountain a few years ago, he killed many people using the name of Long Dabei. , from Western Shu to Dongyue, from the South China Sea to the Northern Desert...the whole world is his enemy."
"The people who came at that time...were all very powerful."
The middle-aged man sighed deeply, but then read out a few names as if to show off: "Jin Chan Temple, Purple Air Fairy Wind" Guan, Zhangjian Academy, Qianfang Baixiao Tower, Wandu Mountain, Qiluo Palace..."
Everyone in the world was stunned when they heard this: "These are all the biggest sects in the world! Are they all offended?”
“Not only that”
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: “Even the imperial court sent many people, including people from Mingjian Pavilion. The army!”
"Mingjian Pavilion?"
At this time, Fu Qingzhou, who was sitting aside, interrupted and asked: "How have I ever heard that the previous sword master of Mingjian Pavilion came from the True Immortal Palace?"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. All the people in the world were shocked and looked this way. "Boy, don't talk nonsense!" Someone reminded: "You are worried about getting into trouble!"
The middle-aged man was also a little surprised: "You are young, how do you know This matter?”
As soon as this person's words came out, the other people in the world were even more shocked: "Huh? This is actually true?"
"This is not a secret, right?"
The middle-aged man chuckled: "It's just that it took too long and no one remembers it."
He bowed his hand to Fu Qingzhou: "This young hero is right. The Master Xiangjian Master at that time came from the True Immortal Palace. He is even... Long Dabei's master. "
Fu Qingzhou had something he didn't say in his heart. He was Long Dabei's master and Qing Songzi's father.
Amid the jaw-dropping cries of the people in the tea stall, the middle-aged man said leisurely: "But as a member of the imperial court, naturally he cannot retain his identity as a Jianghu sect... But no matter what, the origins are still there."
“I was still young at that time. I only remember that Master Xianjian wanted to capture Xia Long Dabei with his own hands, but was stabbed seriously by his backhand sword. Then there was chaos, and many people were executed at the mountain gate. , Long Dabei killed and killed all the way down the mountain."
"Alas..."
The middle-aged man sighed heavily: "From that day on, the atmosphere on the mountain became much more depressing. At that time, the palace master also personally led people down the mountain to hunt down Long Dabei, but I heard that later... they all died."
"In that year, there were fewer and fewer people on the mountain. The rest of the sect came to ask for an explanation, saying that Long Dabei killed someone again; the successor as palace master was my uncle Qing Songzi. He didn't take care of things at first, but later he saw more and more people coming to the door, so he just... The True Immortal Palace was disbanded.”
Everyone was shocked: "It's been disbanded?"
"Yes, it's been disbanded."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "He seemed to have been very angry that day. , carrying a stick, knocked down all those who refused to leave the mountain. My master also refused to leave, and was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. I spoke for my master and was also beaten..."
As he spoke, he lifted his collar off his shoulders, revealing a deep red mark on his left shoulder.
“Thirty years have passed, and this mark has not disappeared at all.”
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what happened next. After I came down from the mountain, my master was disheartened and said he wanted to travel around the world, so he placed me randomly in this small village at the foot of the mountain... From then on, I I’ve never seen him again.”
Fu Qingzhou sighed.
It seems that what the secret envoy of Mingjiang Pavilion said was true.
It was Qing Songzi who disbanded Zhenxian Palace and announced his withdrawal from the world.
People in the rivers and lakes also sighed with emotion, and some people asked: "Hey, then you have been here for decades, and you never thought of going up to the mountain to see it again?"
"Oh, of course there is!"
The middle-aged man looked sad and slapped his thigh: "But you can't go up!"
"How could it be?" All the people in the world turned around and looked away. In the distance, someone frowned and said, "Although this mountain is dangerous, it clearly has a mountain path. You can climb it with some effort, right?"
"Have you forgotten?" "The others laughed and said: "This guy was kicked off the mountain at the age of ten. He has never practiced anything!"
"That doesn't mean he won't be able to climb up in thirty years."
Someone else retorted: "You can get help from someone who knows martial arts."
The middle-aged man waved his hand to stop everyone's quarrel, and said with a wry smile: "You don't know, there is something on that mountain... As you walk through the maze, you will circle back to the foot of the mountain."
(End of this chapter)