Not long after, Mister Blind, Song Da, and Song San were led by Miss Gong to a teahouse near a mountain and a river.
Because it was the middle of winter and it was close to New Year's Eve, the teahouse was very quiet … Of course, it could also be because it had been booked.
Along the way, Song Da and Song San chatted with Blind. According to Blind, he had never seen this Lai Caisheng before. However, he knew that his senior brother did have such a disciple who was this generation's orthodox linen clothes disciple.
Over the years, Song Da and Song San had been asking Blind about the rules of the linen clothes sect … It seemed that not only the most outstanding disciples had the right to be the orthodox linen clothes disciple. Blind's abilities seemed to be slightly better than his senior brother, the previous generation's linen clothes disciple.
However, as a feng shui sect, they didn't seem to place much emphasis on combat prowess. As for why the blind man wanted to leave China and live overseas for so long, Song Da and the others, as well as Old Master Song, had no idea.
However, Song Da and Song San saw that Blind's return this time seemed to be because of his senior brother's call … In that case, the previous generation's linen clothes disciple seemed to have a good relationship with each other?
With many questions in mind, Song Da and Song San were shocked to find that they were arranged in another private room in the teahouse. They couldn't participate in the meeting between Blind and Lai Caisheng.
"Daoist Qing Xiazi said that since you two are his followers, you can just wait here." Miss Gong calmly stopped Song Da and Song San from protesting.
What the f * ck! This blind man is really treating us as his bag carriers!
Ignoring the gloominess of Song Da and Song San in the private room, in a pavilion in the teahouse, Miss Gong led the blind mister to Lai Caisheng, who had a head of white hair.
This teahouse was built at the edge of the pool, and this pavilion was built at the center of the pool. It seemed that because of the light snow not long ago, a trace of white frost could be seen on the trees in the distance.
Lai Caisheng was currently brewing tea with delicate movements.
Mister Blind himself also had white hair at a young age and hadn't recovered after so many years. Therefore, when he 'saw' Lai Caisheng, he knew what Lai Caisheng had experienced.
Ninety-nine lifetimes in a single night, experiencing the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion before one's hair turned white … This was an extremely special technique in the Cloth Clothes Dao. It didn't really require one to experience ninety-nine lifetimes in a single night. It could only be said that the more lifetimes one experienced, the greater one's achievements would be.
"Please take a seat, Uncle-Master." Lai Caisheng lifted his head and smiled.
Mister Blind, on the other hand, frowned. He adjusted the back of his clothes and slowly sat down. He suddenly asked, "You've lived through all 99 lifetimes?"
Lai Caisheng did not seem to be surprised by such a question, so he calmly replied, "A lifetime apart."
Mister Blind nodded. At the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief and said indifferently, "You are stronger than me."
Lai Caisheng was one lifetime behind, but Mister Blind himself was three lifetimes behind … After the ninetieth lifetimes, with each additional lifetime, the difficulty level would increase exponentially. There were only two lifetimes between him and Lai Caisheng, and the gap in their potential was already hard to calculate.
The reason why he could easily figure out some of Lai Caisheng's actual situation was only because he had immersed himself in a large amount of time of experience.
"Master said that Uncle-Master is the most outstanding genius of our Cloth Clothes Dao in the past three hundred years." Lai Caisheng elegantly poured a cup of hot tea for Mister Blind.
Mister Blind, however, did not move and went straight to the point, "When your master came looking for me this time, why didn't he appear himself and instead sent you instead?"
Lai Caisheng said with a serious expression, "Uncle-Master doesn't know. Right now, I also have no way of knowing where Master went. It was just that a few days ago, I was seized by a sudden impulse and divined a divination. I knew that there would be a person with extremely deep ties to our sect who would appear within the next few days. Now that I think about it carefully, the only person with extremely deep ties to our sect in the world today is Uncle-Master, you. "
"Senior Brother is missing?" Mister Blind frowned. "What's going on? He even left me a message on Mount Wudang. I also calculated that he was in the vicinity of Mount Tai. "
Lai Caisheng raised his eyebrows at this moment, "What kind of message did master leave for Uncle-Master?"
Mister Blind said indifferently, "He just said that he had something important to discuss with me, but I don't know what it is exactly. You also know that the Cloth Clothes Dao's disciples all like to guess … We are good at everything except for this. We see people but not their hearts. Everything depends on divination. But we don't know that people are poor and the heavens are impermanent … After all, people's divination can't compare to the heavens' divination. "
"Thank you for your advice." Lai Caisheng bowed to Mister Blind at this moment with a sincere attitude.
At this moment, Mister Blind was looking at the sky outside the pool. He suddenly opened his turbid eyes. "This place is filled with demonic aura. The mana waves are mixed and difficult to distinguish … Did something happen at the Penglai Gathering this time?"
Although Mister Blind had been living overseas for a long time, he was still someone from Chellona. He was naturally familiar with the major events that happened once every ten years between the two worlds. When he was young, he had even followed his master to participate in the Penglai Gathering several times. Naturally, he was not unfamiliar with the Penglai Gathering.
Lai Caisheng then briefly explained the appearance of the White Jade Edict, how everyone fought over it, and how Shinryū of Chellona joined forces with the Xuanyuan Palace and the Bureau to intervene.
Lai Caisheng sighed and said, "If it weren't for the True Dragon this time, I'm afraid the Dao Association wouldn't have been able to suppress it … Even some people in the Dao Association value this edict very much."
"Such a precious treasure will naturally cause chaos in people's hearts," Mister Blind said indifferently, "They are still humans and have not become immortals."
"It's precisely because they have not become immortals that they will grab hold of the slightest chance." Lai Caisheng said softly, "Cultivating for a hundred years only to become immortals … Back then, everyone held onto this hope and chose this path."
Mister Blind shook his head and did not speak. After a long while, Lai Caisheng wanted to change the cold tea, but Mister Blind said that it was not necessary. He just drank the cold tea himself.
He said indifferently, "It's said that tea cools when people leave. For someone like me who left long ago, this cold tea is just right for me."
Lai Caisheng smiled slightly and did not pour away his cold tea. Instead, he drank with Mister Blind. He continued, "Martial Uncle has been living overseas for a long time. Now that you have just returned, you won't be able to receive news of my master for a while. Why don't you follow Caisheng into the Crouching Dragon Villa for a few days?"
Mister Blind did not speak.
Lai Caisheng smiled again, "Our Buyi Sect always has its own courtyard in the Crouching Dragon Villa. Martial Uncle stayed there before, why don't you revisit this place? Moreover, Caisheng has many things that I hope to learn from Martial Uncle. "
Mister Blind shook his head, "I can't teach you. Perhaps my Senior Martial Brother can't teach you either. Since you have officially become the successor of this generation, it means that you are the rightful Sect Master of the Buyi Sect … Since Sect Master has sincerely invited me, Qing Xiazi will accept. "
"Martial Uncle, you don't have to do this," Lai Caisheng quickly said.
However, Mister Blind said, "Strictly speaking, I am just an abandoned disciple."
…
Not long after, Mister Blind left the pavilion in the middle of the pond. Meanwhile, Miss Gong came to Lai Caisheng's side.
Miss Gong frowned slightly, "I heard that the previous successor of the Buyi Sect should be Qing Xiazi. Why did Qing Xiazi become an abandoned disciple in the end?"
Lai Caisheng slowly brewed the tea and said slowly, "Some people feel that this identity is a cage with an unbreakable fate. Some people feel that this is an honor that they can't ask for."
"What about you? What do you think this is? "Miss Gong looked at Lai Caisheng and asked.
"Me?" He smiled and said, "I don't think this is anything … I just want to find out what the missing generation is."
Miss Gong was silent for a moment before saying, "Qing Xiazi is a disciple of the Buyi Sect after all. This time, your Master came all the way here to find him. It definitely isn't just for a simple reunion. What do you think … "
Lai Caisheng suddenly stopped. Then, he dipped his finger in some tea and drew something on the stone table.
Miss Gong took a look. The trace of the tea looked like the word 'death'.
At this moment, Lai Caisheng was silent. It seemed like he wanted to continue writing, but his finger didn't move for a long time. In the end, he simply erased the word 'death'.
"Heaven's secrets are still as chaotic as before." Lai Caisheng sighed. Then, he stood up and looked at the pond water that was so calm that it didn't have any waves. He didn't say anything for a long time.
Miss Gong knew that Lai Caisheng was a person who was full of inspiration. His inspiration was more like a kind of intuition towards the future. Therefore, she didn't dare to disturb Lai Caisheng's contemplation.
After a long time, Lai Caisheng shook his head and said, "Forget it. The boat has reached the end of the bridge … You should have something else, right?"
Miss Gong nodded. "I just received news that a few descendants of the Four Great Demon Clans have gone missing at the Kun Peng Villa."
"They're all from the Four Great Clans?" Lai Caisheng turned around, seemingly a little surprised.
Miss Gong then said, "One from the Azure Dragon Clan, one from the White Tiger Clan, two from the Vermilion Bird Clan, and one from the Black Tortoise Clan."
Lai Caisheng muttered, "What do you think?"
Miss Gong said, "Regardless of whether it's the Dao World or the Demon World, they secretly sent out many people to fight for the imperial edict this time. Even though the Dao World and the Demon World have been quiet for a long time because of the agreement, they still have conflicts in private. It's possible that these missing demons were captured by the people of the Dao World on their way out. "
Lai Caisheng shook his head and said, "That's not it."
Miss Gong was stunned. Then, she frowned. However, her heart moved very quickly. "You mean that no matter what the reason is for these missing demons, this matter will develop into the most direct problem between the Dao World and the Demon World?"
Lai Caisheng sighed softly. "We're too clear about the distinction between good, evil, demons, and demons."
He then laughed bitterly and said, "Send me back to the Crouching Dragon Villa to lie down. The two old men above me will probably not be able to sit still."
Miss Gong nodded immediately.
…
…
In her impression, Luoqiu was not such a strong person. The strong person here was not in terms of his physique but his ability to resist the cold.
Zhang Qingrui remembered that before the first winter break of Year One, Luoqiu had caught a cold once. At the time, he had come to the classroom wearing a thick coat. At the time, he had been in Professor Qin's class. He had probably taken cold medicine, so he had slept for more than an hour before Professor Qin made him copy as punishment.
At the time, he … should have been just an ordinary person, right?
Zhang Qingrui was increasingly curious. What exactly had happened to him to become so extraordinary? Or perhaps, the email she had received about her future self was just a joke, an illusion.
Song Haoran from the Song Family had said that he wanted to go on an adventure and search for the local legend — the child of the Dragon God.
Zhang Qingrui interpreted this adventure as the curiosity and exploration of the two young people of the Song family … Children who grew up abroad probably had a special kind of curiosity about the green mountains and beautiful rivers in China.
China had always had a lot of mysticism, which was interpreted by foreigners.
Zhang Qingrui had not planned to go on an adventure at first. However, when she saw that Luoqiu seemed to be willing to come along, she had unexpectedly agreed. She had mixed feelings about Luoqiu.
Although they were classmates who had a tacit understanding, after that email, Zhang Qingrui now cared more about Luoqiu.
In the past two days, Luoqiu seemed to be her classmate, but Luoqiu seemed to be a completely different person.
"What are you thinking about, Zhang Qingrui?" Song Haoran suddenly appeared behind Zhang Qingrui and poked his head out to ask.
Zhang Qingrui was a calm person. At this time, she smiled slightly and said, "I'm thinking, if we can really find the child of the Dragon God, what should we do?"
Song Haoran blinked and said, "Zhang Qingrui, I didn't expect you to believe in mysticism."
Zhang Qingrui said, "Maybe it's because some of my family's businesses are related to mysticism. In fact, there are many things in history that can't be explained. And in many places, aren't there all kinds of legends? "
"Legend …" Song Ying interrupted, "Isn't it just a rumor that has been spread around? All legends are based on imagination and worship, and then modified by later generations. "
Zhang Qingrui seemed to have no intention of arguing with Song Ying. She just smiled lightly, "So these legends should be verified one by one. I think it's a very interesting thing. "
"That's a good idea." Song Haoran laughed and said, "Are you interested in going on an adventure with me in the future?"
Zhang Qingrui smiled and said nothing … The negotiation between her and her grandmother hadn't reached a conclusion yet. It was hard to say whether she would be a bird in a cage or a free bird in the future. How could she look forward to going on an adventure so easily?
The wind in the mountain stream suddenly became stronger. Zhang Qingrui couldn't help shivering. She found that the clothes she wore were a little too small.
"Put it on."
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