Chapter Thirty-Nine

  "It was Uncle Wu Chang who gave me the elixir that allowed me to revive. After his death, it was Yun Su who saved me?"

  Dao Jing listened quietly to Meng Mu's account of the matter and summed it up like this.

  "Huh? How can you be so sure? Maybe Yun Su deceived you, maybe it was actually me who saved you"

  Do you think everyone is like you? Dao Jing Abdomen secretly said, seriously defending his good friend: "Yun Su has always been open and honest in doing things, I believe him"

  "Cut"

  Mengmu's breath passed, and he also felt worried. After hesitating for a moment, he tried to push Dao Jing, "Actually, young master, originally Xuwu didn't want to give you his cultivation. He...he was afraid of affecting your pure immortal power, which would cause trouble during the heavenly tribulation later on. He did it unwillingly, so don't need to thank him too much."

  Dao Jing slowly waved his hand, and in his heart, he understood that no matter what the reason was, it was his sacrifice that had brought about his own awakening, and he had borne another deep favor on his body.

  "I didn't want him to do this either"

  "Alas, it's already come to this, we must look forward, not back." Meng Mu comforted, "However, you've recovered quite a bit, just... He paused for a moment, "Young Master, what degree of recovery have you achieved?"

  Dao silently shook his head, and after a long while, he smiled self-mockingly: "It's just that my memory is incomplete. It's actually quite funny - you just asked me whether I didn't know the spell to seal and bind, or if I had already forgotten. Both are right, yet neither is correct."

  He gazed deeply at the night sky outside the window, lost in thought.

  "I'm trying to remember if I've learned it before..."

  How is this possible? For example, a martial artist, the moves they are used to using can be brought out at will without thinking, that's already turning what they've learned into instinctive reactions. Like Dao Jing's situation, he really hadn't thought of it.

  "Didn't your master teach you all of these spells?"

  "Not bad"

  "Then think of your master, think of how he originally taught you these spells?"

  Dao Jing's emotions couldn't help but let out a sigh, "It's useless, if I could have remembered, you wouldn't have had to help me escape from the Tong Palace."

  "Hmm?" Meng Mu blinked and smiled: "So it's not entirely without benefits after all."

  "Hiss!"

  "Haha, just kidding to ease the atmosphere!" Mengmu comforted: "Don't think too much, I'll help you keep the Xuanzhu Heart Mirror, and we'll find a way later."

  The day when Master Shifu will come out of his meditation is still far away, now...

  "It can't be helped"

  Two people were each lost in their own thoughts, when Dao Jing suddenly had a scene flash through her mind: In the Tong Chen Palace, she was trapped in a small courtyard waiting for rescue. After Duanmu Yang left, Lu Jian fell asleep leaning against the gate due to waiting for too long. As she slept, her arm slipped down and unexpectedly passed through the curse seal!

  She herself was powerless to seal it, yet this little girl who had no spiritual power whatsoever regarded it as nothing! Dao Jing touched her hand, that wasn't an illusion, he believed that if Lu Jian wanted to walk into the yard at that time, she would have definitely been able to do so.

  "What kind of magic had Luoyan cultivated before? She broke through the seal of Sanpingdao's headquarters today, but didn't destroy it. Why was that?"

  Meng Mu also remembered this matter, and heard Duanmu Zhenyang describe what happened in Nangong after he left. At that time, Lu Jian also easily passed through the wind circle of Jiaolong, and was unharmed.

  These things far exceeded the understanding of both of them, and Lu Jian himself was completely unaware. Meng Mu could almost guarantee that from the last time she saw Lu Jian until now, she had no opportunity to learn such magic, and this period of time was not enough for her to master it either. So...

  "This is probably innate talent"

  The curse can be relearned, and the art of sealing can also be practiced again, but removing the Three Ping Tao is urgent.

  The next morning, He Yue sent a message back saying that before Dao Jing went to Suishan, there were indeed civilians who came to ask for the medicine. At that time, Xuan Yi Shangxian did not agree, but instead ordered the medical officer to go and diagnose them. Later, Dao Jing disappeared, and the world was again plagued by monsters, Xuan Yi Shangxian had no time to attend to the usual mountain affairs. When the immortal official took over, there were again people asking for medicine, and Bo Yi Xian Guan gave it to them.

  It turns out that Dao Jing didn't want to think about it, but he was very clear that the Golden Court Palace had a 40-mile radius of cursed seals and countless giants guarding the border. This Wu medicine is sealed within, ordinary people can't even get close, let alone steal it?

  It was the bitter pleas of the common people that moved the immortal officer's heart. However, the rules of the Tiantai Mountain were strict and severe, how could they be disobeyed? If it weren't for He Ya discovering and informing him in time, who knows whether there would still be three Taoist priests impersonating commoners to beg for help, wouldn't that be helping evil flourish?

  "From today on, this medicine will be strictly guarded and cannot be given to anyone. As for Bo Yi, his guard duty is suspended, and He Song will take full control."

  In the Jin Ting Palace, due to this message, a small commotion arose, but the first person to be worried was not Bo Yi, but rather He Song, who held a duster. As the morning light shone, he stood with He Yue outside the Shang Qing Hall, gazing at the rushing clouds below with a look of distress. "If I were to leave as well, only you would be left on the Hidden Bridge side, and no one would be left on the main hall side. We're short-handed now, so why not call back He Jun and the others? After all, the young master has already returned."

  He and Yue thought for a long time, not daring to take the liberty of making decisions. He and Jun were originally both serving in the Golden Court, only because Dao Jing Gongzi went missing, they were sent by their master to search for him. Before Master closed his doors, he didn't mention this matter. Now that Gongzi has ordered the removal of Bo Yi's position, it has already led to all sorts of suspicions. If we let the attendants return now, I'm afraid it will make the Xian officials even more uneasy.

  "Bo Yi may be rough, but he didn't do it on purpose. I believe he has nothing to do with the matter of San Ping Dao. You calm down first, and wait for me to discuss with Gu Zhu Gong before making a decision."

  "Listen to you!"

  After hundreds of years of cultivation, Bo Yi had long since shed his former appearance of hardship and now had a head of black hair and a robust physique, no different from He Yue.

  But still as straightforward as ever

  Guzhu Gong bitterly advised for half a day, but saw no sign of repentance from him, and in anger, he heavily pounded the ground with his cane.

  "Are you trying to drive me mad?"

  Bo Yi knelt down in front of him, still speaking with a straight face and a strong tone, "At that time, my son did not know why those villagers were asking for medicine, but since they had a request, it was just a small amount of herbal medicine. If they really needed it to cure their illness, could we, as immortals, ignore them?"

  "The superior had long since given the order, that all plants and trees within the forbidden area, having been infused with immortal energy, were not to be lightly bestowed upon ordinary people. Do you take the superior's words as mere wind in your ear?"

  Bo Yi's tone was slightly weaker, but he still argued: "At that time, the superior was not in the Golden Court, and I saw that the memorial was sad and helpless, so I asked the god for instructions, and it was the god who told me to handle it according to my own judgment."

  "Nonsense!!" Duke Guzhu raised his cane and gave Boyi a whack.

  "Who are you, a celestial officer under Emperor Jun's throne, that you dare listen to others' words? Have you even forgotten your own superior?"

  "My son knows his mistake!"

  "You wretched creature!" Gong Zhugong sighed and ordered Boyi to withdraw and reflect on his actions.

  "This matter must not be mentioned again, even if the superior asks you personally, you only need to admit your mistake and don't implicate others. From today on, you will go to the hidden bridge to guard it until the superior leaves the pass, understood?"

  "Yes, son understands!"

  Outside the door, He Yue put down his raised hand, and his figure instantly turned into nothingness.

  He lazily combed the tassels on his broom, when a white light fell to the ground, he happily went up to meet it.

  "It's over so soon, what's the outcome?"

  "I immediately sent a message to Gongzi, asking him to agree to let He and Jun and fifteen others return to the mountain!"

  "Really that many?" He and Song were somewhat taken aback, but having been separated from their companions for so long, and also not being fond of speaking, he was indeed very depressed. "This proposal Young Master will definitely agree to, at that time..."

  He gazed out at the distant horizon with a pleased expression, "It's going to be lively now"

  This message will be passed back, what impact it will bring, Dao Jing doesn't have time to consider these, and he also doesn't care. As for these fairy officials, although they've been watching him grow up since childhood, they're not close. On the contrary, some of them often quietly criticize Master's heavy reliance on his personal attendants, not widely accepting disciples, and not passing down the immortal methods to his sect members.

  "Just let them go, and under their eyelids such a big mess has occurred without even knowing about it, they should reflect on themselves."

  The morning breeze brings the moist and refreshing fragrance of grass and trees, the towering peaks are bathed in the golden light of dawn, all things awaken to welcome a new day.

  Dao Jing held a long sword in his hand, standing against the clear wind, as if he had already merged with the vast and majestic spiritual energy of nature.

  Scared someone who just poked their head out!

  The sword flashed like lightning, its momentum was overwhelming, and the sharp ringing sound made the person hastily dodge, changing several moves in a row to escape to a safe distance.

  It's still early, and everyone is still in bed, but his clothes are covered with morning dew and grass leaves, showing that he has just returned. Also seeing him limping, Dao Jing furrowed her brow, "Where did you go?"

  Meng Mu quietly wiped away his cold sweat and dryly laughed a few times, "Just taking a walk, just taking a walk."

  "What's wrong with your leg?"

  "Hmm..." Murmuring as if nothing had happened, she smoothed out her clothes and flipped her ponytail, saying: "I accidentally fell down, it's fine. Have you had breakfast, young master?"

  Nothing

  "Why don't we go eat together?"

  Dao Jing sheathed his long sword and subconsciously placed his hand on his waist, staring at him with a fixed gaze, neither speaking nor showing any expression.

  But still didn't move his feet

  Is this because you didn't sleep all night and your brain is slow? Mengmu looked left and right, cautiously approached him, stretched out his hand in front of his eyes and shook it back and forth. "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

  "Hiss!"

  Having received the warning, Meng Mu withdrew his hand and saw that Dao Jing was not asking for an explanation and would not give up. He simply took out something from his pocket and handed it over.

  "Hundreds of miles away from Qingji County, didn't you come all the way back just for this purse?"

  "Since I returned to the tea house, I've seen you carrying it with you all along. Yesterday, I took the liberty of giving it to that Lang Guan, and when I came back, I found that whenever you had nothing to do, you would subconsciously touch your waist, even though you had changed into something else, every time you touched it, you would find that it wasn't the familiar pattern, and you would pause for a moment."

  "It seems I didn't do anything wrong, this thing must have some special meaning." Mengmu thought for a moment and then smiled: "It's just as well, we set out at dawn and returned at dawn, just in time to return the item to its owner before the young master leaves the house."

  "... Dao Jing's heart was filled with mixed emotions for a moment, and he softened his voice to pat his shoulder, "Thank you"

  As expected, there was a hidden story behind it. Meng Mu didn't rush to leave and asked instead: "Is this thing very important?"

  "Elder's gift" The calm and serene gaze was slightly dazed, and replied faintly.

  The morning glow dissipated, and the radiant sunlight spilled onto his body, temporarily suppressing the sudden desolation. The young man, lost in thought, gazed at the person beside him with a relieved smile, then turned and left.

  "Let's go!"

  Jin Chao Mama 2014/9/21 21:30