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"Yes, Senior Sister Princess." Ying Feiyang called out in a nondescript manner, thinking that not all members of the royal family were high and mighty.
At this time, Ying Feiyang naturally did not know that this was all because of his master, Gu Jiansheng.
Gu Jiansheng was once a famous figure in the two capitals. At that time, he was fresh and handsome, had an outstanding bearing, and was considerate and tactful. He was like an independent young master of Taoism. The title of "Two Beauties" did not come by chance. Not to mention ordinary women, even the young Princess Yu Zhen fell in love with him at first sight. Gu Jiansheng and Sima Chengzhen discussed swordsmanship, and in order to get close to him, Princess Yu Zhen became Sima Chengzhen's disciple. However, Gu Jiansheng did not care about this matter, and Princess Yu Zhen was not a sentimental person. In the end, this relationship was left unsettled.
Princess Yu Zhen was young and had seen all kinds of things in the world. This relationship was originally a joke of youth, but since she saw the familiar gourd on Ying Feiyang's waist this morning, the past swept through her heart again, and her cold heart, which had been polished by worldly affairs, was filled with long-lost sweetness. Because of this, Ying Feiyang's love for the house extended to its crow. Otherwise, if someone else appeared in her carriage and slept for no reason, Princess Yu Zhen would not let him live.
The three found Lü Zhixuan, who was seriously injured and fell on the ground. After a simple treatment of his injuries, they drove the broken carriage into Luoyang.
"Surrounded by mountains on all sides, six rivers flowing side by side, eight passes are capital cities, and ten provinces are thoroughfares." These short words described the importance of Luoyang. Luoyang was located in the center of the world, the hinterland of the Nine Provinces. When Empress Wu was in power, she changed the name of Luoyang from Dongdu to Shen Du. Luoyang also became the actual capital, and the limelight overshadowed Chang 'an for a while. Later, when Emperor Zhongzong ascended the throne, he restored Luoyang as the eastern capital, but Luoyang's prestige did not diminish. It was still the heart of the Great Tang, the pivot of the world. Even the current emperor had an inseparable attachment to the city he had been born and raised in. This was the fifth time he had moved his officials to Luoyang. Ever since he had succeeded to the throne, he had spent ten years in Luoyang.
And now, Luoyang was unreservedly displaying its prosperity and splendor in front of Ying Feiyang's eyes. Entering from the main entrance, he felt that Luoyang was draped in red and purple, adorned with gold and silver, and dazzling like a noble lady.
Green bricks, golden tiles, white stones paved the road.
Red lanterns, green flags, orange beams.
The gorgeous colors unscrupulously displayed the wealth and luxury of Luoyang. In the world, only this city, known as the granary of the Great Tang and a cornucopia of treasures, was worthy of such a diverse mix of colors.
When Emperor Taizong invaded Luoyang from Chang'an, he was also mesmerized by this dazzling prosperity. Moreover, Ying Feiyang was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. With a single glance, he was dumbfounded.
Although the main street was wide enough for eight carriages to travel side by side, the sea of people and the endless stream of carriages still obstructed the carriage's path. The Jin Wu Guards recognized the frame of Princess Yu Zhen's carriage and opened a path for her. The carriage made several turns and the crowd gradually thinned as it drove toward a Daoist temple. Although the Taiqing Sect was located on Mount Wangwu near Luoyang, Sima Chengzhen, as the Emperor's tutor, often had to accompany the Emperor, so a Daoist temple was also built in the city.
Although the walls of the Taoist temple were about forty feet tall, one could see past the walls and through the ancient trees that reached the sky. The interior of the temple was vaguely visible, with carved corridors and painted rafters. The arched corners and cornices reflected golden colors under the sunlight. It made the interior look like a palace in the sky. It had the majesty of a celestial family, but also the style of a royal family.
When they arrived at the door, Ying Feiyang and Li Hanguang each carried an injured person and alighted from the car. A short and stout Taoist came out to welcome them. He first bowed to Princess Yu Zhen, then looked at the severely injured Zhang Shouzhi and Lü Zhixuan with a horrified expression and asked, "What happened to the two of them? How did you get hurt so badly? "
Li Hanguang shook his head and said, "It's a long story. Let's take them to Master for treatment first. Is Master inside? “
"Yes, yes! The short and stout Taoist waved his eyes and signaled two Taoist children to take the two of them. At the same time, he led Li Hanguang, Princess Yu Zhen and Ying Feiyang into the temple.
Following the square green brick path, they entered the main hall. The statues of the Three Pristine Ones were vivid and lifelike, leisurely enjoying the incense of the human world. Below the statues sat a silver-haired old Taoist. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and wore a white Taoist robe. His back was inlaid with the sun, moon and stars. As the old Taoist breathed in and out, the stars behind his back also changed and shone with a mysterious brilliance.
The old Taoist sensed the smell of blood in the room and turned his head. He saw the heavily injured Zhang Shouzhi and Lü Zhixuan. His face froze and without waiting for Li Hanguang to speak, he condensed his Qi into his fingers and formed a translucent invisible Qi needle. His ten fingers moved smoothly like moving clouds and flowing water. Although it seemed slow, it was actually very fast, it was actually very fast. His movements were free and easy like that of a deity.
With just a few fingers, Ying Feiyang was already amazed. Not to mention the exquisite Qi control technique of condensing his Qi into fine needles, just by looking at the Taoist's fast movements and strange finger techniques, there were very few people in the world who could match up to him. If this method of saving people was used to kill people, it would be as easy as it was now.
After a few needles, blood appeared on the two's faces. Seeing that the two were fine, the old Taoist stopped his Qi and said to the short and fat Taoist, "Lu Zhenwu, bring your two apprentice brothers here and give them the Jadestone Marrow." The short and fat Taoist Lu Zhenwu responded and left.
The old Taoist's eyes swept across Li Hanguang and the other two, and finally stopped on Ying Feiyang. A strange light flashed in his eyes and he asked, "Hanguang, this is?"
Ying Feiyang answered first, "Disciple Ying Feiyang greets Master Sima." When Sima Chengzhen looked at him, he also looked at this famous old Taoist without any hesitation. The Taoist's hair was like silver frost, his skin was like jade, and he looked like a deity. He gave people a feeling that he was ethereal. His deep eye sockets and drooping long eyebrows made his eyes look even more profound and unfathomable. Although he was standing close to Ying Feiyang, it made Ying Feiyang feel that the person in front of him was just a projection from the sky, and the real Sima Chengzhen had already ascended to the Ninth Heaven.
In Taoism, in terms of cultivation of swordsmanship, Gu Jiansheng was still the best in the world. In terms of attainments in celestial spells and spiritual spells, "Taoist Fan" Wei Wushuang was also unparalleled in the world. But in terms of who was the strongest, the most famous, and the most prestigious, there was no one else but the headmaster of the Shangqing school, Sima Chengzhen.
Sima Chengzhen's knowledge of Taoism was profound, and his idea of "inaction" was quite in line with the emperor's intention. Three generations of emperors respected him, and the current emperor even welcomed him into the palace and honored him as the emperor's teacher. Together with his sister, Princess Yuzhen, they became disciples of Sima Chengzhen. Therefore, the name of Sima Chengzhen was known by everyone in the world.
Sima Chengzhen looked at Ying Feiyang a few more times, and suddenly waved his horsetail whisk, which turned into a shining sword. With another dragon's roar, the sword was unsheathed, and the bright brilliance reflected in Ying Feiyang's eyes. In the blink of an eye, Ying Feiyang was already in an illusion.
Standing on the peak of the precipice and stepping on the lush green carpet, looking down, there was a sea of cotton-like clouds. A few birds flew out of the sea of clouds, chirping cheerfully as they flapped their wings and flew over his head. A gust of wind blew past, and the sound of pine trees rustling could be heard behind him. Looking back, the lush green of the pine trees reflected in his eyes. Before he could appreciate it, he saw that every pine needle was suffused with a golden color. A rising sun slowly rose from the sea of clouds, dyeing the world golden red.
Ying Feiyang looked at this exuberant and ever-changing wonder, but he slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and he had already returned to the main hall. Seeing that Ying Feiyang broke free from the illusion, Sima Chengzhen showed a look of approval, and then asked, "How many types of swordsmanship did you see just now?"
"Six. The agile ones were like birds flying through the forest, the swift ones were like the wind, the majestic ones were like a mountain holding up the sky, the gentle ones were like grass covering the ground, the dignified ones were like the rising sun, and the treacherous ones were like the changing waves of the clouds. No! Including the unpredictable Illusory Sword that put me in the illusion, there were a total of seven types of swordsmanship! "Ying Feiyang answered confidently.
"Hahaha!" Sima Chengzhen laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of joy. Li Hanguang and Princess Yu Zhen were both surprised. Sima Chengzhen had been cultivating in seclusion for many years, and no longer showed his emotions on his face. It was the first time in more than a decade that he laughed out loud like this. "As expected of Gu Jiansheng's disciple, your attainments in the sword are indeed extraordinary."
Ying Feiyang was stunned, and touched the wine gourd at his waist. He thought to himself, "I've been recognized again. Master really has friends all over the world, letting me bring the gourd out. Could this be his intention?"
Sima Chengzhen motioned for the three to sit on the praying mats, and said, "How did Shouzhi and Zhixuan get injured? You can tell me now."
Li Hanguang and Princess Yu Zhen were only implicated halfway through, and did not understand the cause and effect, so Ying Feiyang began to explain. Ying Feiyang started from the time He Guqiong brought him down the mountain, and only omitted the secret of his master's power being sealed and the Imperial Starry Sky. He told him everything else.
After listening, Sima Chengzhen could not help but sigh, and said, "He Guqiong was an expert of his generation, but I did not expect him to fall to such a state. What a pity." He then asked Ying Feiyang, "Nephew Ying, what do you plan to do next?"
Ying Feiyang said helplessly, "Now that I've gotten rid of Uncle He, but the scroll was stolen, I have to return to the sect to ask for forgiveness."
"The Ling Xiao Sword School has strict rules, and you lost the scroll. I'm afraid it's not a light punishment," Sima Chengzhen said.
"Even so, I have to bear the responsibility for my mistake."
"That's not appropriate." Sima Chengzhen shook his head and said, "Although He Guqiong is injured, he is still not someone you can handle. Luoyang is far from the Ling Xiao Sword School, and if you get entangled by him again, it will still be troublesome. Why don't you stay here for a few days? Firstly, with me here, He Guqiong may not dare to cause trouble for you. Secondly, I will write a letter to your sect's Qing Yue Sect Master to explain the whole story to you, and maybe the Qing Yue Sect Master will forgive you for losing the scroll for my sake."
Princess Yu Zhen also clapped her hands in agreement, and said, "That's right, I can also write a letter to ask for some mercy from the Qing Yue Sect Master. Moreover, the Buddhist and Daoist Conference will be held in Luoyang in two months, and the Ling Xiao Sword School will definitely participate. When the time comes, let your master attend the conference, and after the conference, you can return with him. Wouldn't that be better?" As Princess Yu Zhen spoke, her face was already blushing like a young girl's.
"This …" Ying Feiyang originally had no intention of staying for long, but after hearing what they said, he also knew that what Sima Chengzhen said made sense, and said, "Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness. If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble Daoist."
Sima Chengzhen said, "Don't mention it. I'm also making you stay for my own selfish reasons, and there's one more thing I'd like to ask of you."
Ying Feiyang said, "If there's anything Daoist needs of this disciple, this disciple will naturally do his best."
Sima Chengzhen nodded, and said, "It's good to hear you say that. Hanguang, bring the Prime Qing Hanxiang Sword Diagram for Martial Nephew Ying to look at."
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