Chapter 108: One More Person in Eight Years of Drama
Ming Zong collected his thoughts and asked earnestly: "Senior, since this "Road to Heaven" is about the method of longevity, what do we want us to do? Do you want to fetch this notebook?"
Yuan Chi shook his head slowly: "I've been unlocking this notebook for most of my life, but I haven't unlocked the secrets hidden in it. I'm telling you this now, just to hope that you can take over from me and unlock this notebook.
On the day when the riddle is solved, remember to go to my grave and say it, which can be regarded as helping me with this wish. "
"Senior, don't say such frustrating words. When the notebook is untied, the senior will definitely see it with his own eyes. Maybe he can practice this method."
After Ming Zong finished persuading him, he stuck it to Elder Yuan Chi's ear, and asked softly, "Senior, why do you want those two people to know that they are so precious, they are not my disciples of Qianyun Sect."
"Cough cough."
Elder Yuan Chi coughed, raised his hand and patted Ming Zong's shoulder feebly: "Ming Zong, I've always been very accurate... You can't do this, but that girl named Yun You can. There is obsession in it."
After finishing speaking, Elder Yuan Chi turned around and walked slowly towards the wooden house. Before stepping into the wooden door, he left a sentence: "In the dark, there is a definite number, Ming Zong, you do as I tell you." That's it."
Ming Zong stood blankly on the open space, and what Elder Yuan Chi said kept flashing through his mind. He still couldn't understand why the news of the law of longevity was so important, why it had never been mentioned before.
This time it was brought up suddenly, but Zheng Zhisong and Yunyou had to know about it.
His eyes moved to the edge of the woods, staring at Yunyou in the wheelchair, and various speculations kept flashing in his mind: "What does Elder Yuan Chi like in her.
Could it be that she, like Zheng Qiu, has strange powers on her body? No, Elder Yuan Chi has lost all his skills, and he didn't check his pulse just now. Just by observing with the naked eye, he won't get more information than himself.
Could it be because of her missing legs? Unlike, Elder Yuan Chi did not mention that the notes must be unlocked by disabled people. Could it be another reason..."
Zheng Zhisong saw that Elder Ming Zong was standing there without moving for a long time, so he cautiously asked, "Elder, where shall we go next?"
Zheng Zhisong's question interrupted Elder Ming Zong's thinking. He glanced at the wooden house, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the woods: "Let's ask Tiange!"
Wentian Pavilion towers into the sky, with a snow-capped top. Yunyou and Zheng Zhisong have never seen such a building. They raised their heads, their mouths were open, and their faces were full of disbelief.
In front of the door of Wentian Pavilion, there is still a small square table. Behind the square table, Ming Sijiu is combing his royal blue long hair in the glass mirror.
When Ming Zong saw her hair color, he showed a helpless expression on his face. Two days ago, his hair was still maroon, but today it was dyed royal blue. Ming Sijiu is really carefree.
"Hey, what wind brought you here today!" Seeing Ming Zong, Ming Siqiu stood up, his long hair was lightly thrown back and draped sideways on his shoulders, then his waist swayed, and he approached slowly step by step.
Ming Zong swallowed his saliva, and took two steps back: "Okay, I'm here to talk about business today."
Ming Siqiu pursed his red lips, and his brows were full of displeasure: "Every time you come here is a business, when will you come for a private matter?"
Elder Ming Zong smiled awkwardly: "Let's talk about business first, I'm here for Xinghe's affairs."
Hearing that it was about Xinghe, Ming Sijiu finally put away her playful expression, but before replying, she gave Ming Zong a blank look.
"Well, tell me, what's the business."
Ming Zong recounted the contents of the discussion between himself and the suzerain from beginning to end, and then talked about the role of Yunyou and Zheng Zhisong in this big drama, and finally he mentioned the notebook that Elder Yuan Chi was looking for.
But Ming Zong didn't say that Yuan Chi believed that the notebook was the method of longevity, he just told Ming Sijiu that the notebook was the experience of the former suzerain taught by Elder Yuan Chi.
After listening to Ming Zong's narration, Ming Sijiu tilted his head,
Looking at Ming Zong with the eyes of a fool.
She said with a slight smile: "Have you and the suzerain both taken the wrong medicine? If you want to improve your cultivation quickly, you can just step up your cultivation. Why bother to act in a play for eight years?"
Unexpectedly, Ming Zong did not refute, but nodded in agreement with Ming Sijiu's words: "That's right, it really took a lot of time to do this, and the result is twice the result with half the effort."
"Then why don't you try to persuade the Suzerain, insisting on going this way to waste your energy?"
"I also thought for a long time before I understood the intention of the suzerain."
Ming Zong put his hands behind his back and analyzed seriously, "This move is not only to give Zheng Qiu a stressful training environment, but also to protect him. Have you forgotten how Ge Wuqing knew about the two veins?"
A stern look flashed in Ming Sijiu's eyes: "You mean, the suzerain is worried that the traitors in the sect will attack Zheng Qiu. How can the suzerain guarantee that there will be no Ge Wuqing in the Great Desolate City?"
"It is said that there is a special way to identify whether the people below are rebellious. Besides, that place is a tiger's mouth that eats people. No matter how many people Ge Wuqing sends, they will fall into it."
Elder Ming Zong raised his finger and knocked on the small square table: "Back to the topic, quickly open the Wentian Pavilion, we are looking for "Hunyuan Furnace" and "Road to Heaven."
Ming Siqiu shook his head and refused: "No, they are not disciples of Qian Yunzong, so they can't go in."
Elder Ming Zong was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Then I will accept the two of them as disciples now, and they will be disciples of Qianyun Sect."
Ming Sijiu still refused: "No way, the disciples of Qianyunzong have to join the sect for five years before they can enter the Tiange."
These words made Ming Zong a little impatient: "Xinghe is a big deal, the two of them must cultivate within three years and rush to the Great Wilderness to represent Qian Yunzong and show their favor to Zheng Qiu.
Wait for five years, what if Zheng Qiu and Zongmen turn against each other five years later? "
Ming Siqiu smiled happily: "It's not impossible, just let them two be my apprentices, I can accommodate them."
"Then you are accommodating now, aren't you?"
"It's not the same, I want to participate in such a big show, even though you can't leave me out."
Ming Zong frowned: "This matter has nothing to do with you in the first place, you can just open the door, and now you have to get involved, it's too unreasonable."
"Hmph, have you ever seen a woman being reasonable? If you don't agree, it's fine, I'll follow the rules." Ming Siqiu turned around and made a gesture of leaving.
"All right, all right, they will be your apprentices, and you will also participate in this play, you are satisfied."
After accepting the two new apprentices, Yunyou and Zheng Zhisong, Ming Sijiu took out the model of Wentian Pavilion from the table and opened the gate of Wentian Pavilion.
Ming Sijiu was very familiar with the two books Ming Zong mentioned, so she asked the three of them to wait on the first floor, and went upstairs to get them by herself. In less than half an hour, she came down the stairs with two old yellowed booklets in her hand.
She handed "The Journey to Heaven" to Ming Zong, and said: "I have read this notebook. Since it is the experience left by Yuan Chi, why do you keep the content secret and let everyone in Zongli learn it? ."