Chapter 298: The Past of the Heavenly Master, the Dragon and Tiger's Old Tribulation
The dream is like a yellow millet. The vicissitudes of the past eighty years have already quietly moved people's hearts.
The old Taoist priest took a step forward and came in front of Li Daoxuan as if he could shrink the distance into an inch.
Boom!
Even in the dream world, thunder magic is still effective. A 49-day thunder strikes the old Taoist priest on the head!
At the same time, half of Li Daoxuan's body had already disappeared into the ground. He didn't expect that his thunder magic could stop the old Taoist priest, so he was lucky enough to escape.
The old Taoist priest’s condition is very abnormal. What has he experienced in the past eighty years?
Could it be that the master has completely sunk into a dream and his mind is being controlled by Moro?
This speculation made Li Daoxuan shudder. If it was true, he would be in great danger this time.
Never mind. Among the Thirty-Six Strategies, running away is the best one. Let’s escape first.
Just as Li Daoxuan was about to escape underground, the old Taoist priest's hand arrived first, grabbed his shoulders and lifted him out again.
At this time, the thunder also fell in front of the old Taoist priest.
Without even looking at it, he opened his mouth and took a gentle sniff.
The thunder filled with destructive aura was actually swallowed into the old master's mouth and into his stomach.
Thunder exploded in his body with a muffled sound. The old Taoist priest's body was glowing with a glow like the morning glow, and his eyes were filled with purple mist.
The eighth level of Purple Qi Yang Yuan Gong!
Such a strong body could swallow the heavenly thunder without any injury!
"Yes, at this age, you have such a talent for thunder magic. Your talent is not inferior to Jiuxiao. Qianyang will indeed accept a disciple."
The old Taoist priest exclaimed.
The next moment, Li Daoxuan opened his third eye between his eyebrows, ready to shoot out golden light to subdue demons.
However, the old Taoist priest flicked his finger, gave Li Daoxuan a slap on the head, and said, "Seal!"
Li Daoxuan's third eye suddenly felt very tired. Although he tried hard to open it, it still closed little by little, and in the end only a shallow vertical mark was left.
"The master is powerful, with great magical powers, boundless magic power, both literary and martial virtues, and he has unified the martial arts world!"
Li Daoxuan immediately said loudly.
The old Taoist priest was startled, and then looked at the boy with a helpless smile.
"I never thought that after living my whole life, I, Zhang Zhiyan, would end up with a disciple like you who is... interesting."
His language was already quite tactful. This kid is really afraid of death.
However, despite her fear of death, she was willing to take the risk to enter his dream, which made Zhang Zhiyan admire her even more.
Li Daoxuan chuckled, and seeing that it was working, he wanted to flatter the person a few more times.
“Alright, alright!”
The old Taoist priest waved his hands and sighed, "You are my disciple after all. How could I harm you? I just want to tell you something."
He carried Li Daoxuan and arrived at Longhu Mountain.
A tall and burly figure appeared in their sight, it turned out to be Zhang Jiuxiao.
“Master!”
Zhang Jiuxiao bowed and saluted with a humble attitude and a gentle temperament, which was completely different from his real life.
Li Daoxuan stared at Zhang Jiuxiao in great surprise.
Zhang Jiuxiao noticed his gaze and smiled slightly, full of kindness.
Li Daoxuan got goosebumps. Such a friendly smile actually came from Zhang Jiuxiao?
What surprised him even more was yet to come. After a while, Zhang Qianyang also appeared, and he chatted and laughed with Zhang Jiuxiao, and they had a very harmonious relationship.
An old woman came out with a cane. She was wearing plain clothes, her hair was as white as snow, her skin was full of wrinkles, but her temperament was very kind.
She looked at Li Daoxuan as if she were her grandson, and was busy introducing a daughter-in-law to Li Daoxuan - Liu Bihen.
Yes, Liu Bihen is also here. Besides her, Liu Ningyan, Wu Dabao and others are also here, even Zhang Tiande is here.
Moreover, Zhang Tiande here seems to have received a good education. He is no longer lustful, but upright, warm and kind.
The entire Longhu Mountain was free of intrigue and became a harmonious place, like a warm big family.
Everyone respected the old woman. Zhang Qianyang and Zhang Jiuxiao called her mother, while Wu Dabao and Liu Ningyan called her master's wife.
She is the old Taoist priest’s long-deceased wife, Shen Fengyun.
Li Daoxuan didn't know much about his master's grandmother. He only knew that she died when his master was very young.
The master seldom mentioned it. Even when Li Daoxuan asked about it, he would just brush it off as if he had something to hide.
Everyone gathered at Longhu Mountain to celebrate Shen Fengyun's 90th birthday. The banquet was full of joy and excitement.
Night.
The old Taoist priest covered his wife tightly with a quilt and only came out after seeing that she was fast asleep.
Li Daoxuan followed him.
"How do you feel today?"
The old Taoist priest suddenly asked.
Li Daoxuan thought for a moment and said, "It's beautiful, but it's all fake after all."
The old Taoist priest did not speak, but took him to the Demon Subduing Hall and said, "Everyone has many regrets in their life. My greatest regret is here."
He continued, "Feng Yun is the daughter of a medical family. When I first entered the Yin God Realm, I went down the mountain to travel and was accidentally injured by a demon. It was Feng Yun who saved me."
Li Daoxuan secretly complained in his heart, what a bloody plot.
"Later, despite my father's objection, I forced myself to marry Feng Yun. After marriage, we lived in harmony and treated each other with respect. Under her persuasion, I suppressed my temper, practiced patiently, and finally broke through the Yangshen realm and became a Heavenly Master."
"After becoming a Heavenly Master, I was full of ambition and wanted to emulate my ancestor Zhang Daoling, go down the mountain to slay monsters, and expand the reputation of Dragon and Tiger. At that time, Jiuxiao was only eight years old, and Qianyang was six years old."
The light in the old Taoist's eyes dimmed slightly, and even after decades, regret still emerged in his heart.
"Despite Fengyun's pleas, I still went down the mountain. Later, Jiuxiao and Qianyang were playing near the Demon Subduing Hall and were bewitched by the demon. Jiuxiao released the demon inside."
"At that time, Longhu Mountain was in the period of transition between the old and the new. Many old masters in Longhu Mountain passed away. There were not many masters, and many disciples died."
After a pause, the old Taoist priest said, "Feng Yun died in that disaster."
"Since then, Jiu Xiao has changed. He used to be a humble and upright person who loved his younger brother very much. But because he was still brooding over the fact that he had killed his mother, he began to become more and more extreme."
"He practices very hard, dreaming of becoming a Heavenly Master. It seems that as long as he becomes a Heavenly Master, he can atone for his sins, and I won't blame him anymore."
"Actually, he was wrong. I no longer blame him, but he just won't let himself go."
The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed.
"In fact, when he gave the spiritual peach to Qianyang, I had already decided to make him the next Heavenly Master. Unfortunately, things are unpredictable. He later became more extreme and overbearing, so I had to reconsider."
"After all, for a Heavenly Master, virtue comes first, and supernatural powers come second."
Li Daoxuan finally understood why his master was reluctant to mention his grandmother.
The master may not be without a sense of remorse in his heart, but he has a free and cheerful personality and will not fall into extremes.
"Grandmaster, Moro has caught the flaw in your heart and created this dream. All of this is to confuse you!"
Li Daoxuan advised.
In fact, the person who should feel the most guilty about this matter should be the old Taoist priest. If he had not gone down the mountain that year, with his strength, he would have been able to protect his wife and kill the demon.
The old master sighed deeply.
"I know it's fake, but the eighty years of getting along are real."
He has lived in this incredibly beautiful world for too long, so long that even though he knows it is all fake, he still can't bear to leave.
Li Daoxuan's heart trembled. The most powerful thing about Moro was that he could see through people's hearts and see what they wanted most.
Even a powerful person like Buddha needed 49 days to see through it. If we convert it according to the time the old Taoist priest spent in his dream, then didn't Buddha have to go through 490 years in his dream before he finally saw through it?
Li Daoxuan suddenly felt a headache.
How do you wake up someone who doesn't want to wake up?
