Chapter 1525 Clear Wind and Bright Moon

The drunken Taoist, who was always sloppy, had never changed his clothes before meeting the leader. This time, several secular people came to Yang Jiujiu's house in Hanyang City, and they were all juniors, but he changed into the clothes he seldom wore on weekdays in a grand manner. That dark green robe.

The first time he saw Li Wanjun, Zui Taoist was a little distracted, and a familiar feeling came to his heart. It was a memory from a long time ago, so long that he thought it happened in his previous life.

Everyone has a past and everyone has their own story.

Zui Taoist's past is a mess. Only some of the older elders of Cangyun Sect know something about it.

Seeing Zui Taoist in a daze, Zhao Shilin hugged Yang Baobao and said, "Wanjun, this is Uncle Qingfeng, the mentor of Junior Sister Yang Jiu." How could a daughter-in-law not know the origins of Zui Taoist and the Yang family in Hanyang City? ? Now the first thing Yang Dashan does every morning when he gets up is to offer incense and pray for the gold-painted bronze statue of Zui Taoist. It used to be a portrait. Since Yang Jiujiu became a disciple of Zui Taoist more than ten years ago, Yang Dashan has

He ordered someone to cast a bronze statue and enshrine it in the small temple in the back house.

Not only Li Wanjun knew about it, but the three direct disciples of the Yang family behind him also knew about it.

The three young men all knelt down in front of the drunk Taoist and kowtowed to the old god. They couldn't even speak properly.

Li Wanjun did not kneel down, but placed her hands on her sides and made a gentle squatting salute to the drunk Taoist.

Said: "Junior Wanjun, I have met senior Qingfeng."

The drunk Taoist came back to his senses and said: "We are all our own people, so there is no need to be polite. It's windy at high altitudes. Let's go inside before we go inside. Don't freeze the children."

A group of people walked into the yard. Zui Taoist asked Xiaozhu to play with Baby Yang who started crying. In the living room, Zui Taoist kept staring at Li Wanjun with his cloudy eyes.

Li Wanjun was a little surprised. She didn't know why this old god kept staring at her, and his eyes were still strange.

Seeing that the drunk Taoist had been staring for a long time, Li Wanjun said: "Senior Qingfeng, is there something wrong with this junior?"

Zui Taoist said: "It's so similar. You and Mingyue are so similar when you were young. Is Mingyue okay now?"

Li Wanjun's expression changed slightly, and she instantly understood who the Mingyue mentioned by Zui Dao was referring to.

She asked in surprise: "Senior, do you know my grandmother?" The drunk Taoist laughed and said: "My nickname is Qingfeng, and your grandmother's nickname is Mingyue. Do you think we know each other? As soon as I learned that you were coming, I I know that you are Mingyue's granddaughter. I heard that you have been practicing Taoism in the Royal Cultivation Academy these years, and she has not been with Mingyue.

Have you ever mentioned me? "

Li Wanjun shook her head gently.

There was a little disappointment on the drunk Taoist's face, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

Li Wanjun explained, "Grandma seldom told me about her past. She only told me that she had an old friend named Li Youqian, who seemed to be from the Cangyun Sect."

Hearing the name Li Youqian, Zui Taoist suddenly showed a happy expression on his face, and he laughed and said, "She hasn't forgotten me after all."

Li Wanjun said in surprise: "Senior..." Zui Taoist said: "My Dharma name is Qingfeng, but before I became a monk, my lay name was Li Youqian. At that time, your grandmother, like the brat Zhao Shilin, both studied in Cangyun. Yi, we are brothers and sisters. We grew up together. It’s a pity... It’s a pity that fate has its way with people. Your grandma didn’t die in the end.

She had to leave Cangyun, and I heard that she was doing well. She had been in charge of the Royal Cultivator for nearly three hundred years, and the Royal Cultivation Academy was flourishing under her care. "

Li Wanjun was really surprised this time.

Although Li Wanjun is His Majesty's most favored little princess in the royal family, her name is very strange.

Except for a few surnamed Wang, all the royal family members were surnamed Zhao, such as Zhao Shilin, the Seventh Emperor brother in front of him, and Zhao Shiqu, King of Hanyang.

However, as the emperor's daughter, Li Wanjun's surname was Li.

She asked her mother when she was a child, but her mother couldn't explain clearly. She just said that her grandmother insisted.

Qin Mingyue is the current dean of the Royal Academy of Cultivation, and her position is very important. Even His Majesty the Emperor cannot deny the things she insists on.

When she grew older and studied Taoism with her grandmother for several years, she also asked her grandmother the same thing: why were the other princes and princesses surnamed Zhao, but her own surname was Li.

She remembered clearly what her grandmother said at that time: "Wanjun, your surname is after your mother."

Today's empress empress, Li Wanjun's mother, was the concubine Li. About forty years ago, after the empress passed away, concubine Li was canonized as the master of the harem by your majesty.

But Qin Mingyue did not tell Li Wanjun why she insisted that Li Wanjun take Concubine Li's surname.

But Li Wanjun was not stupid. From her grandmother's occasional words, she could guess that it must be related to that Li Youqian.

I never expected that Yang Jiu's master, Taoist Qingfeng, was the old enemy Li Youqian that grandma had always remembered.

"Grandma and senior Qingfeng must have had a secret relationship when they were young!"

As a married woman, Li Wanjun was very sure of her guess.

From the look on my grandma's face every time she mentioned Li Youqian's name, to the way Taoist Qingfeng looked at her just now, it would be damned if they didn't have an ulterior relationship when they were young.

Suddenly, she thought of another thing.

She had no intention of coming to the five places of the Yang family that originally came to Cangyun for refuge. She had decided to live and die with her husband Yang Ershi and the land of Jiangnan.

It was grandma who asked Senior Brother Zhao Shuo to send a letter to her, asking her to go to Cangyun in person, so she came here.

She felt that there must be a secret.

Thinking of this, she said: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, grandma led the disciples of the Royal Cultivation Academy a few days ago and has now arrived in Xiangxi, at Laojun Mountain. Since you two are brothers and sisters, I will write to grandma and ask her to come and have a chat with the senior."

The drunk Taoist's face suddenly became quite strange.

Thousands of cultivators from the Royal Cultivation Academy came to Jiangnan. How could such a big news avoid the eyes and ears of Cangyun Sect? As early as four or five days ago, he knew this news, and also knew that the leader of this trip to Jiangnan was Qin Mingyue.

However, the grievances between them have been hundreds of years, how can they be resolved so easily.

Li Wanjun asked, "Senior, what's wrong with you?" The drunk Taoist sighed and said, "Your grandmother will not see me. If she wanted to see me, she would not have waited for hundreds of years. Forget it, these are all old things. There is no need to mention them. If we are destined to meet in the future, perhaps I can resolve this grudge with her. You must be tired after the long journey. I have asked Xiaozhu to arrange your accommodation. You can stay in Cangyun with peace of mind."