Chapter 372

From early autumn to now, after tossing for a few months, it is almost the time of the New Year.

The world is vast and white, the fields and mountain gullies have all been smoothed by heavy snow, the north wind is howling, blowing the snow mist to flow along the ground, only two strings of footprints extending to the distance.

One came from the Daoist, one came from the fox.

In the wind and snow, there was a white egret following in the sky.

Lin Jue was not in a hurry to rush on his way. Compared to this, calming his heart was more important, so he lowered his head, silent, his cloak covered in snow, walking forward.

Rumors of the world being about to fall into chaos drifted in the snow, even more intense than last year.

The reason still came from that sentence—

"The swamp floats the boat, the river water overflows, the ministers flourish and the monarch declines, all rivers boil, the mountain mounds collapse, high banks become valleys, deep valleys become hills, villains hold life, gentlemen decline, white and black are not distinguished, this is the sign of great chaos."

This is a prophecy recorded in ancient books.

There were quite a few people who went to fight the Leopard King with Lin Jue. The Leopard Forest looked like a forest and swamp, but there were boats floating on it. The river water rising and the rivers boiling were verified in the Wei River a few years ago. The geographical changes of mountain peaks collapsing and rocks falling, and high mountains and deep valleys had not yet emerged, but in this imperial court, gentlemen were indeed distressed day by day, and black and white were not distinguished.

Everyone is a floating dust in the world. Who can't feel the sign of great chaos? And where is there any need for any signs?

It is true that if everyone believes it, the signs will become reasons, and the records in ancient books will become evidence, which will aggravate the chaos.

Regarding the Leopard King's matter, Lin Jue could guess some of it.

The Leopard King had been in the human world for a long time. I don't know if it was because it couldn't get used to the heavens, or if the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Protecting the Saint did it on purpose.

Before, the world was relatively peaceful, so it was more low-key than the Tuo Dragon King, rarely causing chaos. Most of the time it was dormant here, cultivating with peace of mind. Occasional chaos could help increase the incense of the Yili Shenjun.

Nowadays, the world is about to fall into chaos, the northern divine system is aggressive, and the southern divine system is planning precisely. Short-term incense is not enough to overcome life and death. If the Leopard King can achieve true Dao at this time, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Protecting the Saint can have a demon king who has achieved true Dao and is naturally fierce and good at fighting as an aid, so that he can contend with the Yili Shenjun Yi Li of the south, or the Yili Shenjun Fuchi of the north.

Ambushing this scene, although no one can catch his handle, who knows how the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Protecting the Saint hates himself.

Speaking of which, a few years ago, in Cuiwei County, he had even seen the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun Protecting the Saint once. He even said that he had recorded a merit for him.

"Heh..."

Lin Jue gave a sarcastic smile, causing the fox to turn its head to look at him.

These three months were worth it.

The spiritual aura of that Leopard Spring is really wonderful.

Even if he didn't guard that leopard demon, just practicing beside this blessed land and ancient spiritual spring, and collecting the spiritual aura here, was a huge harvest. There was no such thing as a losing deal.

Lin Jue felt that his soul had also strengthened a lot.

Practice really cannot be limited to one place.

The northern spiritual aura nourishes the soul. That Nanshan stone must correspond to the southern spiritual aura. What kind of strangeness does it have?

The Daoist walked forward.

The fox jumped in the wind and snow from time to time, followed him with small steps from time to time, and jumped up from time to time, turned its body, and plunged into the snow.

Passing Cangshi County, there was a barren mountain outside the city.

The human and the fox went towards the barren mountain.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, stopping and looking up, he saw a Daoist temple on the barren mountain, a very small one. In this wind and snow filling the sky, it was quiet, without smoke or fire.

The Daoist's pace gradually accelerated.

Not long after, he reached the barren mountain.

The Daoist temple had been simply tidied up and was quiet.

But there was a grave behind the house.

"Sigh..."

Lin Jue sighed and stepped over.

There was a stone tablet in front of the grave.

Although the barren mountain Daoist temple was dilapidated and the grave was a small mound, the tombstone was made very exquisitely.

On the left is the dragon side, written with the burial time, address, mountain orientation, and golden division. On the corner is the native place, written as the location of the Daoist temple. In the middle are the words "Tomb of the Immortal Daoist Pian Shan."

On the right is the tiger side, written with the name of the person who erected the monument, which was Master Nan, Master Fan, and Lord Luo and others.

Beside it was also written an inscription.

The general idea is that Daoist Pian Shan was born at a certain time and place. When he was young, his family was harmed by the demon in the mountain, so he sought immortals and asked for Dao everywhere, for decades like one day, hard seeking the method of eliminating demons. After finding the method, he waited until he was nearly a hundred years old, and finally used his method of eliminating demons to eliminate the great demon.

Unfortunately, the Daoist was already old, his wish was fulfilled, so he lacked persistence. When they came, only a cold corpse remained on the bed. Therefore, they collected and buried him, and left this inscription, so that the local commoners and future generations would know that the great demon who caused chaos in the Leopard Forest for a hundred years was eliminated, and he had a share of the credit, and generations should worship him.

The inscription written by Master Fan, the engraver was Lord Luo.

The inscription was full of praise and affirmation.

There were also offerings in front of the monument. Looking at the time, it didn't seem long. It seemed that some commoners at the foot of the mountain took advantage of the approaching New Year to come to this barren mountain Daoist temple, found that the Daoist had died, but there was this grave and this stone tablet. After reading the inscription, they were surprised at the persistence and ability of this blind old Daoist, as well as the contribution he made to eliminate demons, so they offered offerings and incense candles.

"Even Master Nan and Lord Luo didn't catch up with the last side..."

Lin Jue stood here and looked down.

But he saw that in this cold winter season, with snow flying, a grass stem protruded in front of the stone tablet, holding a red flower, standing proudly in the wind and snow. It was the only red in the white world, as if waiting for someone to come.

He took out three grass incense sticks, shook them in a circle, and they were lit.

"Daoist, I came today, it's a bit late. It's not anything else, it's just that if I came early, I would have no face to see you."

Lin Jue pursed his lips and said indifferently:

"I came here today to tell Daoist that at midnight yesterday, in the depths of the Leopard Forest, that leopard demon's soul flew away and scattered in my hands.

"I didn't let you down. Daoist, please rest in peace."

He bowed respectfully and inserted the incense in front of the monument.

"Ying..."

The fox stood in front of the monument and bowed like him.

If he didn't eliminate that Leopard King, how could he come here?

"Whoosh..."

The cold wind blew the snow away, and the mist flowed all over the ground. The red flower was blown by the wind, and it withered piece by piece, drifting to the distance, and the grass stem also hung its head.

"We will meet again if we have fate."

Lin Jue felt relaxed all over.

Relaxed and comfortable, he had a sense of freedom again.

"Let's go."

The Daoist turned around and went down the mountain.

!

The world is vast, only by having no shame in one's heart can one come and go freely.

"It's really cold this year..."

"Isn't it! Some say the world is about to change, so the weather is abnormal, and some say that auspicious snow promises a good harvest. I don't know which one to believe, anyway, quite a few people in our village have frozen to death."

"Wear thicker clothes, think on the bright side, didn't True Man Lin, Master Nan, and the Daoists of the True Zhen Jian Gong just eliminate demons in the northwest?"

"That's true..."

In the current capital, Master Nan and the Daoists of the True Zhen Jian Gong have been back for three months, and the deeds of everyone eliminating demons in the northwest have long spread.

True Man Lin has high magical power, fought the demon king alone, Master Nan questioned the divine beings, forcing the divine beings to bow their heads, the Daoists of the True Zhen Jian Gong summoned celestial soldiers and generals, each of them was more fearless of death than the Jianghu martial artists, the overwhelming statues and demon soldiers and evil ghosts attacking at night, the danger was constant, and the immortal pills given by the divine generals at the end, after eating them, they were radiant and extended their lives, which also seemed like ancient immortal stories—those martial artists who got gold and silver drank heavily in teahouses and taverns, and when they talked about it, it was vivid.

These things spread in the capital and spread to Qin State.

The incense of the True Zhen Jian Gong is flourishing, with people coming and going every day, in an endless stream.

Everyone says that Daoist Jiang in the temple is a god.

Master Nan's reputation is flourishing, faintly covering Master Fan.

Everyone has returned to the capital, only True Man Lin has not returned.

Walking all the way, teahouses on the side of the road, restaurants opened outside the capital, and even in the village houses, people are talking about this matter, which sounds like an ancient immortal story, but it happened right before their eyes.

Perhaps it will continue to spread, spread for another hundred years, until this Da Jiang falls and a new dynasty is established. When the people at that time listen and talk about it, it will really become an ancient immortal story. The narrator can't distinguish between true and false, and the listener just treats it as a story. Whether it is true or false, they are too lazy to care.

Few people noticed that in the wind and snow, there was a Daoist, with a white fox, walking from outside the city.

"Stop...

"Hmm? True Man Lin, True Man Lin?"

The soldiers guarding the city were shocked and hurriedly let him pass respectfully.

Lin Jue returned the salute to him and walked into the capital with the fox.

The imperial court is corrupt, Da Jiang is crumbling, and the commoners outside the city are suffering, but the prosperity and bustle in the city have not been affected at all, and some merchants have even started to hang lanterns and decorate, preparing to welcome the New Year.

Lin Jue returned to the courtyard, and all the furnishings remained unchanged.

Lord Luo sat quietly under the crabapple tree in the courtyard.

"The Daoist is back from eliminating demons?"

"He who knows me, Lord Luo."

Lin Jue smiled slightly and bowed to him.

Lord Luo returned the salute as well. There was no need to say more. Just looking at his relaxed expression and smile, he knew that he had indeed eliminated the leopard demon.

There was also a female Daoist who received the white egret's letter, carrying a whisk and a sword, with a colored civet cat, and also hurried over from outside the city.

"Senior brother! Did you eliminate that leopard?"

As soon as the junior sister opened her mouth, it was the same sentence.

"Eh?"

Lin Jue was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

"I returned from Mount Yishan two months ago, and you 'left the Leopard Forest' three months ago. How could I not know that you didn't return to Mount Yishan?" The junior sister came with a sword, "And you are so vengeful, how could I not know where you are? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Nonsense." Lin Jue was in a good mood and retorted, "Where am I vengeful?"

"Isn't it?" The junior sister said, "If I didn't know what you were thinking, afraid that going there would disturb your plan, I would have gone to that place to find you long ago."

"If I had junior sister, it would definitely be easier."

Lin Jue said this sentence sincerely.

Not long after, Master Fan visited, Master Nan, Wan Xinrong, and others visited one after another, and Daoist Jiang of the True Zhen Jian Gong also rarely entered the capital. Some people guessed where Lin Jue went during these three months, just didn't say it clearly, and some really thought he just returned from Mount Yishan. In short, they all came to welcome him, drank a few cups of light wine and tea, and talked about the recent events in the capital, which was relaxed and comfortable.

Talking about Daoist Pian Shan in Cangshi County again, it caused a sigh.

Only the colored civet cat was simple by nature, didn't know the worries, and just played lion dance in the snow in the courtyard.

(End of chapter)