Soul bound

It rained heavily at night, and it hit the window frames and eaves unceremoniously, making a dull sound.The wind whimpered and whimpered across the street, licking the ground paved with bluestone slabs, as if crying.

Thunder roared again and again, and the sky appeared white light from time to time.

Lv Jiuyuan was tossed by the sound of wind and rain all night, and even a little upset when he woke up the next day.

Pushing open the door, the damp air outside the house blows in, and the smell of soil can still be smelled in the breath.A cool breeze blows slowly, as if soothing something gently.

He stood by the door, watching Jiang Jing approaching, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have agreed to take him to find Jiang Yu yesterday.

Although the two sons of the Jiang family are ten years apart, their relationship is extremely close.

Lu Jiuyuan couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and asked, "Is it packed?"

"Yeah." After knowing that he was Lu Jiuyuan, Jiang Jing seemed to change his restraint, "But we may have to go to the Taoist Palace first."

Lu Jiuyuan was puzzled: "Why?"

"This morning, I heard from those morning disciples that the owner of the Wandering Island last night... has fallen."

After a brief shock, Lv Jiuyuan quickly reacted.

The great power fell, and the heaven and the earth mourned together.

The oppressive wind and rain yesterday must be the thousands of creatures here mourning and crying for him.

Rumor has it that the island owner of the outlying island and Cen Ming entered Taoism at the same time, and he presumably has a lifespan of hundreds of years.Almost all the monks in the same period have served their sentences in the human world, so it is not surprising that he is leaving now.

Lu Jiuyuan straightened his clothes and glanced to the side - the door was naturally closed.

Watching his movements, Jiang Jing suddenly thought of the past incident that the monk said the day before yesterday, and she understood in her heart - it turned out that the dignified Master of Fort Law also wanted to use the identity of others to get close to his sweetheart.

He imagined a love-hate relationship in his mind, and all those restraints were immediately dispelled by these thoughts, and the eyes that looked at Lu Jiuyuan were filled with the old foolish smile again.

"Lu Futang and Lou Hall Master and the others have already passed." Jiang Jing told him.

Lu Jiuyuan withdrew his gaze, raised his eyelids and glared at Jiang Jing, and responded lukewarmly.

"Let's go." He said again.

The stone steps go up layer by layer, and it seems that the top cannot be seen at a glance.A few monks in Taoist robes stood at the foot of the stone steps, presumably they were disciples from the Wandering Island, all of them looked sad, as if they could shed tears just by scratching their faces and squeezing them.

Jiang Jing went up to say hello to them, uttered a few words of comfort, repeated the words "Life and death are up to fate, the dead are gone", and then turned back to board the Taoist Palace with Lu Jiuyuan.

"No matter how high your cultivation base is, you still cannot escape death." Jiang Jing sighed softly.

Lu Jiuyuan glanced at him.

"The avenue is broad, and it can be left or right."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Jing turned her head and blinked her eyes.

"I don't understand." Lu Jiuyuan replied, "My uncle said back then that everyone in the world has a way. For example, Cen Ming sacrificed himself to the devil to protect the stability of the mountains and rivers; Lu Zhifeng broke the shackles and proved the way of swordsmanship. Whether it is ascension or the end of life, whether it is a mortal or a monk, they must be able to walk out of a path that is worthy of their own sake."

"But the road is hard to walk, so just listen casually."

Jiang Jing was taken aback by what he said, thinking that the master of Lubao was as good as his brother when it came to teaching.Thinking of Jiang Yu, Jiang Jing lowered his head in frustration again, not knowing what the devil had done to his brother.

"Jiang Yu should still be useful to him, and nothing will happen for the time being." Lu Jiuyuan saw through his thoughts and comforted him.

Jiang Jing nodded like a chick pecking at rice, almost stepping on a step of the stone slab.

Presumably, these slabs were built for the training of his disciples, and they were so tall and numerous that Jiang Jing felt that his calf muscles were much stronger when he climbed down.

"What is the way of the predecessor?"

Lu Jiuyuan's footsteps paused, but in fact he hadn't thought about any great ways.Since he was a child, he listened to the words and devoted himself to practice. Later, he became a master of the sword and began to guide the younger generation in the castle.Afterwards, it was an intrigue with Lou Yunshen.Speaking of this... maybe it is also a sword, maybe it is something else.

That's why he said that the road is difficult to walk, and he himself never understood it.

"Intangible." Lu Jiuyuan said casually, and no longer planned to talk to him.

A plain white.

The disciples dressed in costumes of various sects who came to pay their respects stood in front of the gate of the Taoist palace lined with white linen, poking their heads out and whispering to each other in a low voice.

Looking through the crowd, Lu Jiuyuan saw Lu Chilin standing beside Lou Yunshen from a long distance.Following Lou Yunshen's movements, he bowed slightly to Jian on the couch, then got up and turned his head.

The surrounding monks backed out of a narrow road, Lou Yunshen walked out after saying goodbye to several elders, and nodded when passing Lu Jiuyuan.

In his capacity, there is actually no need to greet a junior.

Jiang Jing felt that something was wrong, but he looked at the expressions of the two, and there seemed to be nothing unnatural.

Lv Jiuyuan watched Lu Chilin's back as he went away, and only after the person disappeared completely did he look back, and followed the other monks into the lobby.

Jian Wei "sitting" on the couch with legs crossed, his eyelids drooping slightly, his face was peaceful.He held a dust whisk in his hand, his sword stood on the brick in front of him, and the sword intent left a slight point between his brows.

Everyone bowed to him, and several Buddhist cultivators murmured a few scriptures on the past life, expressed their condolences, and then left one after another.

Lv Jiuyuan dragged Jiang Jing to follow behind several monks, and when he raised his head just now, he noticed that one of the monks moved his mouth, as if he had heard something, and couldn't bear to share something with his fellow travelers.

Several of them went down the stone steps back and forth, and Lu Jiuyuan opened a distance of two stone steps from them, listening to the clear voice of conversation.

"I heard that the island owner opened this test because he knew that his lifespan was approaching." It was the monk that Lu Jiuyuan was staring at who spoke. He walked in the front and turned his head sideways to the people behind.

Lu Jiuyuan glanced at their attire, and felt that they were from Jianmen.The clothes of Jianmen disciples are the most recognizable. They are all plain white, without any other colors, and they can be dazzled just by looking at them.

Jiang Jing followed Lu Jiuyuan's line of sight: "That's the third son of Jianmen. His senior brother has gone to retreat, and the second senior brother is traveling abroad, so the head of the sect asked him to lead the people."

"What is this for? Are you sure you want to choose the next island master?" said a short monk behind him. He looked tender, and he should be the youngest in the group.

"None of the monks on the island participated, who will be the next owner of the island, outsiders?"

The little monk curled his lips and did not speak.

The one who brought up the topic said: "When we landed on the island yesterday, I heard those elders say that the island owner was already injured at that time."

"Could it be that I had a fight with the Lou Hall Master...I heard that he has come long ago."

"Are you stupid? Who is the owner of the wandering island? That extra hundred years of cultivation alone can crush Lou Yunshen to death."

That's a good thing to say.Lu Jiuyuan was in a very good mood, curling the corners of his mouth.

The third child said again: "We encountered so many monsters, the island owner must have been injured in a head-to-head fight with those monsters."

Jiang Jing turned her head and said in a low voice: "The head of the monster... is that Shen Chuan?"

Lu Jiuyuan nodded.

"But why are there so many monsters in the test environment?"

"I don't know, go back and ask my uncle."

"Uncle Master seems to have gone back yesterday, and he left in a hurry."

"Maybe Master has something urgent to explain."

Those Jianmen disciples talked to each other, and Lu Jiuyuan felt a little headache when he heard it, and he didn't intend to listen to the next words.

He was almost sure that there was something hidden on the drifting island that attracted Shen Chuan to come out and fight. Maybe it was related to the formation mentioned by Lu Chilin, and it was probably a magic weapon.Although the Demon Cultivator who appeared in the previous two times was powerful, he hadn't reached the level of Shen Chuan.Presumably it was because of some reason that he couldn't completely get out of trouble.As for borrowing his body, perhaps his body was destroyed by Cen Ming a hundred years ago.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Jiuyuan felt that he was really at a disadvantage.

"I'll go to Lu Cheng, you wait at the ferry." He told Jiang Jing.

He had to quickly get himself back before Shen Chuan fully occupied his body.