Chapter 297 I Didn’t Want to Die for You.

Jicheng.

A city on the border of Chu State was also the last city to fall in Chu State.

Zhang Juxian.

A scholar who was originally unknown in both countries became a celebrity in the official circles of both countries because of Jicheng.

The army of Wu State invaded and conquered the city all the way, but encountered an obstacle in Jicheng.

The general of the Jicheng garrison was Zhang Juxian.

A scholar, with three thousand soldiers in Jicheng, actually defended Jicheng for three months. If Chu State had not been destroyed, Zhang Juxian made Wu Guo promise not to massacre the people of Jicheng Prefecture, and chose to open the door and surrender, fearing that he would conquer Ji City. The city still needs half a month.

Twenty thousand soldiers of the Wu Kingdom were lost during the siege.

Wu Guoran naturally hated Zhang Juxian deeply, and Zhang Juxian also chose to hang himself when he opened the door to surrender.

The man died, but the anger of the generals of Wu State had not dissipated, and they could not massacre the people of Jicheng, so they cut Zhang Juxian's body into five pieces.

At this moment, soldiers from the Wu Kingdom carried out Zhang Juxian's body, tied it with ropes, and wrapped it around several horses, waiting for the general's order.

General Wu raised his hand high and was about to shout loudly when suddenly a strong wind roared in the sky and dark clouds instantly enveloped the sky above the city.

Everyone at the scene was unable to open their eyes due to the strong wind and could only close their eyes. When the strong wind dissipated and the dark clouds dissipated, a soldier in the crowd suddenly screamed.

"Gone!"

"Zhang Juxian's body is missing!"

In the center of the venue, the rope that tied Zhang Juxian had broken, and Zhang Juxian's body was nowhere to be found, just disappearing out of thin air.

Thinking of the strong wind that had just appeared, many soldiers on the scene had panic expressions on their faces, and General Wu Guo's pupils shrank sharply.

"This matter must not be leaked. Anyone who violates the order will be dealt with according to military law."

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Wuyi Mountain.

Jiao She brought back Zhang Juxian's body.

A fourth tomb appeared on Wuyi Mountain. This tomb was erected by the young Taoist priest himself.

"Do you think I look like a mourner?"

Jiao She was stunned for a moment by the young Taoist Priest's sudden words. He was silent for a while before replying: "Senior, these people you know are all ordinary people. Ordinary people do not live long."

"Ordinary people don't live long, but if you are a monk, you won't live long, right?"

"Is this right?" The young Taoist priest asked both the snake and himself.

Monk.

There are no monks in Wuyidu, or even in the entire Chu Kingdom.

Chu State didn’t have it, and Wu State didn’t have it either.

Compared with the Liang Dynasty, the so-called Chu State and Wu State were only one state in size.

But it is hundreds of miles away from the Mianyun Mountains between the two countries.

Hanshanmen is facing a decision at this moment.

The leader of the Hanshan Sect in the early stages of foundation building passed away, leaving only a few young Qi Ning disciples.

Without the head of the foundation building, several sects around the mountain range have launched attacks, trying to occupy the Hanshanmen's mountain gate territory.

As the only sect with a foundation-building master, Hanshan Sect occupies the place with the most spiritual energy in the mountains, and these sects naturally covet this place.

In desperation, the senior brother of Hanshan Gate had no choice but to take several junior brothers and sisters to abandon the gate and choose to go far away.

"Where there is life, there is hope."

Senior brother Tong Yunzhang comforted his junior brothers and sisters, and they went south all the way until they passed Wuyi Mountain.

"Hey, there is spiritual energy in this mountain."

Tong Yunzhang felt the presence of spiritual energy at the foot of the mountain, with a look of joy on his face. He immediately called his junior brothers and sisters for a meeting, and finally decided to rebuild Hanshan Gate here.

Wuyi Mountain is very high.

Tong Yunzhang originally wanted to take his juniors to the top of the mountain, but in the end he found that they couldn't go up halfway up the mountain. There was an invisible resistance that prevented them from going forward.

In desperation, Tong Yunzhang had no choice but to give up and asked his junior brothers and sisters to gather the villagers at the foot of the mountain and start building a new Hanshan Gate on the mountainside.

Trees were cut down, lofts were built, stones were carved and monuments were erected.

One year later, Hanshan Gate was officially opened.

The sect cannot be reopened without a sect leader for a day. However, faced with the persuasion of his junior brothers and sisters, Tong Yunzhang does not intend to serve as the sect leader, or he is not willing yet.

"A bereaved dog is so unworthy of his ancestor that he dares to serve as the sect leader."

Tong Yunzhang's attitude is very firm. Only when he can lead everyone to regain the sect's old site will he consider becoming the sect leader.

If any junior brother or sister can do this, they can also become the new sect leader.

The disciples of Hanshan Sect held their breath and stayed on Wuyi Mountain to practice hard. Their hard work paid off. In just ten years, there were six disciples of Hanshan Sect in the late stage of Qi Condensation, and Tong Yunzhang also broke through to foundation building.

All the disciples of Hanshan Sect know that their rapid breakthrough is inseparable from the abundant spiritual energy of Wuyi Mountain. The spiritual energy of Wuyi Mountain is more abundant than the mountain range where the sect was originally located.

But the Mianyun Mountain Range has been the foundation of their Hanshan Sect for hundreds of years, so how could they just give up.

This is the obsession of Tong Yunzhang and these junior brothers and sisters.

After Tong Yunzhang stabilized the foundation-building realm, he led his junior brothers and sisters to fight back to the Mianyun Mountains. They wanted to get back everything that was taken away from them.

The next day!

The young Taoist priest sighed.

The people from Hanshan Sect have left and will not come back again, because a mid-stage foundation-building monk has emerged from the Mianyun Mountains, and Tong Yunzhang and others will never come back.

"It doesn't have to end this time."

After hearing what the young Taoist said, Jiao She also fell silent.

This is really evil.

Everyone who has something to do with Wuyi Mountain seems to have a short life.

This is true for ordinary people, and it is the same for monks.

"Senior...senior, these people are outsiders and cannot be counted as people from Wuyi Mountain."

After being silent for a long time, Jiao She held back such words of comfort.

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The mountain gate building is still there today, but there are no practitioners there.

The people from Hanshan Gate left, and Wuyi Mountain returned to its deserted state.

One day.

There was a wooden basin floating on the Wuyi River, and in the basin there was a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The juicy little baby's eyes were wide open. Yun sucked her little finger and looked curiously at the figure that appeared in front of her.

The young Taoist priest picked up the baby, and there was a letter in the swaddling clothes.

After glancing at the contents of the letter, the young Taoist priest wanted to put the baby back in its swaddling clothes.

"Little Jiao, do you think I should raise him?"

Jiao She was also a little speechless. He could read the content of the letter at a glance. If this senior raised this kid, he would probably have to die for him again.

By now Jiao She has seen that the senior will not interfere in matters outside Wuyi Mountain.

Ye Yan didn't know how to do it at the beginning, and Jian Yang and Zhang Juxian didn't do it later, so this one probably doesn't know how to do it.

There is a message in the letter that the baby is the son of the Panlong Sect leader. The Panlong Sect’s great elder usurped power and killed the Panlong Sect leader. The Panlong Sect leader’s cronies tried their best to save the baby, but they were chased and killed. Don't use this method.

To put it bluntly, Panlong Sect's close followers were forced to resign themselves to their fate.

Zhizhi!

As if sensing the young Taoist priest's thoughts, the baby didn't know when he grabbed the young Taoist priest's swaddled finger and put it to his mouth, wanting to suck it.

"That's all, since we are destined to meet each other, let me name you Tang Yuan."

The young Taoist priest finally decided to accept the baby and brought it back to the Taoist temple.

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The peach blossoms wither and bloom again, and bloom and wither again.

In Tang Yuan's twelfth year in Wuyi Mountain, the little baby at that time had become a young man.

The young man walked into the Taoist temple carrying firewood. When he saw his master lying on the wicker chair and basking in the sun, he could only smile helplessly.

For as long as he could remember, his master had given him all the work.

Washing and cooking, diving and chopping firewood.

Sometimes he doesn't want to work anymore and deliberately doesn't cook. The master doesn't criticize him and just lies on the wicker chair.

That time he was hungry for two days and the master was hungry for three days because he had hidden some food for himself the day before.

In the end, he was so hungry that he started cooking again.

"Master, sooner or later you will starve to death!"

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After so many years, Tang Yuan has become accustomed to his master's laziness.

"Lao Jin, come and help me."

Tang Yuan looked at the long golden snake lying at his master's feet. This snake had been lying at his master's feet since he could remember.

It's a pity that Lao Jin didn't even move.

"Yeah, these people are really lazier than the other."

In the end, Tang Yuan had to pile up the firewood himself and was about to wash the pot and cook. Suddenly his ears pricked up because he heard footsteps outside the courtyard door.

There are only himself and his master in this Taoist temple, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain rarely come. How can there be anyone here?

At the entrance of the courtyard, a middle-aged man and woman appeared.

The two people's eyes immediately fell on Tang Yuan who was preparing to cook the pot, with excitement in their eyes.

"Young Sect Master, I finally found you!"

The young Taoist Priest, who had been lying quietly on the wicker chair, slightly knocked his eyelids, and the golden snake under the wicker chair also turned its body, as if looking for a more suitable sleeping position.

In the small bamboo house where Tang Yuan lived, Tang Yuan quietly listened to the middle-aged man and woman telling about his life experience. It turned out that these two people were his father's confidants, and one of them was the one who put him in the wooden basin. people.

In the past few years, the two of them had been searching around the Wuyi River. Later, they heard from villagers at the foot of the mountain that there was a young man in the village who was similar in age to the young sect leader and lived with a Taoist priest on the mountain.

The Taoist priests on the mountain couldn't give birth to children, so the child must have been picked up, so the two of them came to look for it on the mountain.

Now that they saw Tang Yuan, whose facial features were similar to those of the sect leader, the two of them recognized that this was the young sect leader. There was no mistaking him.

Half an hour later, the man and woman left, and Tang Yuan walked out of his bamboo house.

"master."

"Back then, you were placed in a wooden basin, and there was a letter on it. You were the son of the Panlong Sect's leader."

The young Taoist priest spoke slowly and confirmed the words of the middle-aged man and woman.

Tang Yuan was silent.

"Master, I want revenge."

"Go ahead."

The young Taoist priest did not dissuade him. There is no reason for a child not to avenge his parents' hatred.

Tang Yuan did not leave just like that. In the next three days, he cleaned the Taoist temple from top to bottom and cooked a lot of food.

"Master, my disciple has left. I have prepared enough food for you to last for ten days."

"Don't be too lazy. You should move around when you have nothing to do."

That night, Tang Yuan said goodbye to the young Taoist priest and went down the mountain. The middle-aged man and woman at the foot of the mountain were already waiting there.

"Senior, do you want me to follow Xiao Yuan?"

Jiao She asked, Tang Yuan was different from the previous ones. Tang Yuan was raised by his seniors, and this relationship was considered a true master-disciple relationship.

He also knew that the great elder of Panlong Sect was just a strong man with a single golden elixir, a guy who could kill with just one tail.

"No."

The young Taoist priest shook his head, but Jiao She stopped talking. However, he was a little confused in his heart. What did the senior want to do?

In the first year after Tang Yuan came down the mountain, the Taoist temple's firewood stove never burned again.

The young Taoist priest lay on the wicker chair like this for a year. During this period, Tang Yuan wrote several letters and asked the villagers to bring them to him.

Tang Yuan told the governor in the letter that he followed his father's cronies to the Qingxia Sect.

The leader of the Qingxia Sect and his father were good friends back then. There would be no problem with his safety in the Qingxia Sect. He started practicing in the Qingxia Sect and made rapid progress. He had already reached the middle stage of Qi Condensation in one year.

The leader of Qingxia Sect said that according to his progress, it is very possible that the foundation can be established in thirty years.

"Thirty years to build the foundation and cleanse the marrow with the elixirs I have taken over the years. Twenty years is enough."

Jiao She shook her head in disdain. The leader of the Qingxia Sect was also useless. Xiao Yuan had been fed a lot of high-level elixirs by his seniors on the mountain. These medicines were enough for Xiao Yuan to break through to the golden elixir.

Twenty years to build the foundation, sixty years to build the golden elixir.

This is what senior has planned for Xiao Yuan.

What made Jiao She happy was that Xiao Yuan didn't forget him, and even said hello to him at the end of the letter.

What a sensible little guy.

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Later, Tang Yuan's letters came less and less, only one letter a year, sometimes only one letter every few years.

The letter mentioned more about what realm he has reached now.

"It seems that Xiaoyuan is doing well."

After Jiao She read the letter, she smiled and said to the Taoist Priest.

"The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles, but when the son is away, he still reports good things but not bad things."

The Taoist priest shook his head, and Jiao She became angry when he heard this: "Is someone bullying Xiao Yuan?"

The dragon snake became angry and its corpse floated thousands of miles away!

He plans to kill Qingxia Sect now.

The Taoist priest raised his hand and pressed it, but the snake could not move.

"Wuyi Mountain is here, and I am here. The mountain will not move, and I will not leave. If the child wants to come back, he can come back at any time."

Jiao She understood what the Taoist meant. Unless Tang Yuan came back or wrote a letter asking for help, the senior would not take action.

But Jiao She also paid attention. The next time the villager who delivered the message went up the mountain, he told the villagers to send a message back: "Go home and check if you have nothing to do."

It's a pity that the words dropped into the sea are like mud and there is no response.

It was ten years later that I received Tang Yuan's letter again.

Tang Yuan has established a foundation.

But Tang Yuan wrote not because of foundation building, but because he was getting married, and the Taoist couple was the daughter of the head of the Qingxia Sect.

He wanted to ask the master to go down the mountain and attend his wedding.

In Tang Yuan's mind, he worshiped several masters, but only the Taoist priest of Wuyi Mountain was his real master.

"get married?"

Jiao She was stunned, how could this little daughter of the sect leader of Qingxia Sect be worthy of Xiao Yuan.

"senior?"

Jiao Snake looked at the Taoist Priest, who had been lying on the wicker chair, and stood up: "My disciple is getting married, so of course he has to drink a glass of wedding wine."

The young Taoist priest left Wuyi Mountain for the first time in so many years.