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Chapter 340 Daoist Algorithm

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    National Master Yankang put Bian Zhenyun's head away, looked at the bones on the ground, and couldn't help trembling.  I saw that Bian Zhenyun had already arranged the corpses of the soldiers at Qingmen Pass neatly. It had been raining continuously for more than ten days. This old general should have been putting the corpses of his soldiers together in the rain.

    He also saw that there was a wooden sign next to each corpse, and the names of these soldiers were written on the wooden sign.

    The Imperial Master Yankang walked forward, and on both sides were the bones of Qingmenguan soldiers. Each bone had a wooden sign with a name on it.

    Bian Zhenyun knew every soldier under his command and could call everyone by name!

    "You are a qualified general."

    The National Master Yankang stopped and did not continue walking. He turned around, and countless bones flew up from his robes, and they followed him to Yankang.

    In distant Yankang, their families are waiting for their return. Some of them are young sons, some are old fathers, some are husbands who go out to fight, and some are beloved daughters, wives, and mothers at home.

    He is going to take them home.

    "Loulan Golden Palace."

    Yankang Guoshi looked to the west, turned his head, and walked towards Yankang.

    As night falls, another world encounters this world. There is an ancient ship with lanterns coming, and with little lights, old men appear under the lights, with paper men, horses and paper boats tied together. Souls on the battlefield board the ship quietly.  , without making any sound.

    Yankang Guoshi passed by them and did not disturb the envoys of Youdu.

    These heroic spirits who died in battle and grassland herdsmen who died in voodoo and torrential rain will be led to the mysterious Youdu, and no one knows what will greet them.

    Daomen.

    ? Qin Mu ascended Kunlun Yuxu Mountain.

    This place is called Yuxu Cave, and it doesn't seem like the real world. It looks like a holy place of gods everywhere. Even the heavy snow disaster that enveloped Yankang Country didn't affect it at all.

    ?Different from the Daleiyin Temple on Mount Sumeru, Mount Sumeru is high above, and thousands of Buddhist temples are resplendent and resplendent, which can be seen from a distance, and the heart is shocked by the vastness of Buddhism.

    However, Yuxu Cave Heaven is located among the overlapping mountains, hiding very deep. If you want to come here for a pilgrimage, you need to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, but you may not be able to find this Taoist holy place.

    The Taoists are all practitioners, and they don't like outsiders to disturb their purity, and these Taoists rarely go out.

    When Long Qilin came to the foot of the mountain, there were no strange beasts guarding the mountain in front of the gate of Yuxu Mountain. There was only a thatched hut in which an old Taoist lived and was lighting a fire and cooking.

    Qin Mu jumped down from the dragon unicorn, bowed to the old Taoist, and said, "Heavenly Sacred Hierarch came to see the Taoist Master, please come in and report."

    The old Taoist was surprised. He glanced at him, then at the medicine basket behind him and the smiling lame man, and said, "It turned out to be the Heavenly Demon Sect Master. The Heavenly Demon Sect Master killed many old Taoist brothers during the battle in the capital." Then he said  He looked at the cripple's eyes with doubts.

    Qin Mu smiled and said: "Taoist priests are afraid that people will disturb the purity, but come to destroy the purity of the world, they should be killed."

    The old Taoist shook his head and said: "For the people of the world, the Taoist priests also have to take action. Lord Tianmo, I will not argue with you. You can go up the mountain by yourself, don't disturb my cultivation of immortals."

    The cripple smiled and said, "The Daoist sect has always been lazy. They don't prohibit others from climbing mountains. There are not so many rules."

    The old Taoist looked at the cripple again, suddenly his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "You can go up the mountain, but this old man can't go up, he must stay!"

    Qin Mu was puzzled.

    The old Taoist said angrily: "I didn't recognize it before! I only remembered it when I heard the voice. Back then, the god thief ran to Yuxu Mountain and made a fuss, and almost emptied my Yuxu Mountain!"

    The cripple said in a low voice: "How many years ago was that? I have rehabilitated and reformed all these years."

    "Yeah, yeah!"

    The old Taoist ignored him and started to call the dog. A big yellow dog ran out of the latrine unsteadily, wagging its tail.  The old Taoist shouted: "Dogs can't change eating shit!"

    The cripple was furious in his heart: "This old Taoist scolded me in a different way!" Although he was very angry in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

    Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly prayed for the old Taoist.

    He carried the village chief on his back and led the dragon qilin to climb the mountain. The cripple suddenly flickered like a ghost, and his figure disappeared. He laughed and said, "Don't let me go up the mountain, but you can stop me!"

    The old Taoist hurriedly chased after them, and the two disappeared in Yuxu Mountain.

      The village chief poked his head out of the basket and glanced around. Wherever his eyes passed, the old Taoist priests and nuns turned their eyes away one after another, instead of looking at him, they went about their own business again.

    The village chief slowly retracted into the basket again.

    Qin Mu took out the treasured golden book and said with a smile: "The old Taoist allowed me to read the fourteen chapters of Daojian. I have always been grateful. Brother Lin has become a Taoist now, so I am here to invite you to read the book. I will give you three days."

    Taoist Lin Xuan said with a smile: "Maybe you have shown me the Great Yutian Demon Sutra, and you don't owe me anything. This book"

    His eyes fell on the first page of the golden book that Qin Mu had opened, and it was difficult to move away. He involuntarily took out many rulers and repeatedly measured according to the picture.

    While measuring and calculating, he also muttered words and said different calculation formulas.

    The old Taoist priests and aunts in Yuxu Temple didn't take it seriously when they heard his formulas, but Taoist Lin Xuan's formulas became more and more profound, and the calculations became more and more complicated, which made these old Taoist priests and nuns curious.  Heart.

    An old Taoist priest walked over, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the pattern on the golden book.

    After a while, more and more old Taoist priests and nuns gathered beside the golden book, and they were all calculating and measuring.

    They were obsessed with calculations and didn't know the passage of time. Suddenly a hand reached out and took the golden book away. Qin Mu's voice woke everyone up: "Taoist, brothers, the time for three days is up."

    "Has it been three days?" Lin Xuan and the others were startled.

    Qin Mu smiled and said, "Farewell." After finishing speaking, he turned around and planned to leave.

    "Stay!"

    "Patriarch Qin stay!"

    Qin Mu turned around and smiled.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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