A Taoist temple, a heavy rain.

Yun Hai stood outside the Taoist temple and looked at the person kneeling at the door of the Taoist temple.

The man had the same face as him, but not him.

Yun Hai had just broken free from the dream of the powerful ministers and the young emperor, and came here again in a blink of an eye.

This time it seems a little different.

The kneeling man couldn't see him, and the Taoist boy who pushed the door couldn't see him either.

Watch the sea of ​​clouds and watch the changes.

"I said to Mr. Yun, don't kneel anymore. It will be useless for how long you kneel. Our observer said that if you don't accept it, you won't accept it!"

The Taoist boy stood in front of him with an umbrella, and the sound was heard from heavy rain, and it was clearly conveyed.

The kneeling person does not speak, and his back is straight.

The Taoist boy had no choice but to take advantage of him, so he stood for a moment, sighed, said, "You should do it yourself," and turned around and entered.

The door of the Taoist temple was closed again without leaving a gap.

Yun Hai walked up to the man, squatted halfway, looking at his expression.

In order to avoid the rain, the other party lowered his head slightly, his face numbness after kneeling for a long time, and his despair at the end of the road.

Why bother?

If you don’t leave me here, you will have a place to leave me.

Just a Taoist temple, even if the one living inside is the world's number one grandmaster, so what?

But the other party couldn't hear what he said.

The sea of ​​clouds simply did not waste their energy and leaned against the tree to watch the show.

The sky is getting darker and brighter.

The night passed and the rain had not stopped.

The kneeler did not wait for the people in the Taoist temple to open up the stone, but waited for his enemies.

More than a dozen people arrived with weapons, including many masters with profound cultivation.

It would be a big deal to deal with an unarmed young man who had no cultivation.

Yun Hai watched coldly, waiting for the young man to be cut into pieces and died at the door of the Taoist temple.

The other party was not in a hurry to do something. They seemed to want to get something from the boy and kept asking questions.

The weapons drew holes of varying depths on the boy, and what was unbearable was the unknown fate, not the torture itself.

But the boy just didn't speak, he pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, and even held back moaning.

The blood flowed from his body into the cracks of the bluestone bricks, and was quickly washed away by the rain.

Yun Hai felt anxious.

This young man looks so similar to him, it is inevitable that he feels like he is immersed.

But he couldn't take action, so he could only watch this, otherwise the people present would have died long ago.

If someone is allowed to die like this at the entrance of the Taoist temple, then the owner of this Taoist temple is too cowardly!

He thought sneered.

The door of the Taoist temple really opened slowly.

The two Taoist boys opened the way, but this time it was no longer them who came out to say something that was not painful, but another person stepped over the threshold and stood on the steps.

The sea of ​​clouds stared at the man.

It's eternal brightness.

As early as when we met at the beach, he had a feeling that he had seen this person before.

"You have dirty my bluestone bricks, how do you pay for it?"

Changming stood on the steps, with his long robe and wide sleeves, floating out of the dust.

This Changming is very different from what he knows.

Changming, who he saw in the Nine Abyss, looked tired and faint all year round, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time. He played casually in the world, without caring about anything, and was open-minded and generous in life and death, which was different from all monks who entered the Nine Abyss.

But the bright face in front of me, with a cold and solemn face, a serious smile, and a vague and light action. The eyebrows left a hint of vertical marks because they were furnished all year round, which made them even more sharp.

This is a true strong man, and a top strong man standing at the top of the world.

Yun Hai's heart was beating wildly and he became excited.

He looked at Changming carefully without missing any details.

The enemy who pursued the young man was also a little afraid of Changming and bowed politely, saying that the young man was their master's enemy and had something to harm the country and the people in his hand. If he didn't force him to hand it over, he would harm more people in the future.

The boy said nothing and let them talk. He was tortured to fall to the ground, but his eyes were surprisingly bright in the drizzle.

Changming ignored them and walked down the steps.

The rain fell on him, as if he had encountered an invisible barrier, his clothes were not wet, and his hair was as dry as new.

"You want to worship me as your teacher?"

He was condescending, and the boy looked up.

"yes!"

This is the first thing the boy said when Yunhai heard from him. His eyes shiny in the rain, and he looked tightly at Changming.

The light of light fell into the eyes of the sea of ​​clouds, like fireworks exploding.

The moment of disordered time and memory fragments are broken up and reorganized.

The boy is him, he is the boy.

He is the sea of ​​clouds, also known as Yun Weisi.

Clouds are the sea of ​​clouds during the day.

He is the night clouds.

They are the same person.

"What can you bring to me?" He heard Changming ask the boy so much.

Yun Weisi, who was young, was stunned by the question and could not speak for a long time.

Seeing this, the enemy behind him took the opportunity to attack. A sword light rushed towards Yun Weisi's back, as fast as lightning.

Changming's eyelids didn't move, but just raised his hand gently, and the sword light stopped halfway at the back of the boy's heart, and he could no longer move forward.

The enemy was shocked!

In a moment, the sword light Yuan Luffy retreated and shot into the eyebrows of the person who shot. The other party screamed and fell to the ground with a loud bang!

The others were shocked and retreated one after another, not daring to take action easily.

But Changming was not ready to let them go.

"You guys resolve your grudges and settle them at my door. They attacked me in front of me, huh?"

The last sound was as heavy as a rock, and it hit everyone's hearts.

Yun Weisi vomited blood on the bluestone brick in front of him. His body, which had been kneeling straight, was shaking and about to fall.

The sea of ​​clouds seemed to be pulled, and his mind was slightly shocked, and he had to hold the tree trunk and stand firm.

The enemy leader laughed dryly: "We have disturbed the Master of the Nine-Platform Temple to practice. We will take a leave now and come to visit us again next day!"

"Young Master?" Someone next to him was unwilling to go home, but the leader stared back at a glance.

They thought they had stopped there, and Jade Emperor Temple had nothing to say, but Changming spoke again.

"Did I let you go?"

The leader has always been accustomed to being arrogant and has a background. Even if he knows that the opponent is a master of the master, he is not afraid of it.

"The Master of the Nine-Platform Temple, since this person has sought protection from you, we will not do anything. As long as he does not leave the Jade Emperor Temple for a day, his life will be fine. I will be given a gift to you at that time."

Changming said lightly: "You have dirty my place and you want to leave after saying a few words?"

Chief: "What do you want?"

Changming: "You keep your life, I can spare others."

The leader smiled angrily and raised his hand to order the attack.

He didn't believe that so many masters would not be able to beat Jiufang Changming.

Jiufang Changming only said two words.

"Come on the sword."

He raised his hand.
To be continued...