Chapter 43: Twenty Years Short of Life

The next day, early in the morning.

Wang Lin was doing housework in his yard when he heard footsteps not far away. He subconsciously looked up and saw Yuan Liang walking towards him. When he was about to say hello, he saw the old man being supported by Yuan Liang.

An old man with gray hair and haggard face!

Take a closer look...

Wang Lin was startled, and then he was panicked. He asked in astonishment, "Master Xuanqing, you are back. Why are your hair all white?"

Although Taoist Master Xuanqing is old, he has thick black hair. You can tell at a glance that he has made great achievements in practicing Taoism. I would never have thought that after just a few days or even more than ten days, Taoist Master Xuanqing's hair has turned gray.

Taoist Xuanqing smiled faintly and said, "Donor Wang, it is normal for an old man like me to have gray hair!"

Wang Lin opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He might not know Taoist Xuanqing's exact age, but he roughly knew how old he was. He was not younger than him.

Logically speaking, the hair would have turned white a long time ago and it would not have been delayed until now.

and so.

He didn't believe even a single punctuation mark in Taoist Master Xuanqing's words.

"Master Xuanqing, you, you, is this caused by your trip to the capital?"

Wang Lin took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart. Although he knew that Taoist Xuanqing was a capable man, the capital was a den of dragons and tigers, not to mention that the person Taoist Xuanqing had offended was the daughter of the prime minister.

All this is for the safety of their family!
Wang Lin suppressed his emotion. Seeing that Taoist Xuanqing did not answer, he immediately asked Yuan Liang beside him, "Little Taoist, what happened to your master?"

"Old Donor Wang, my master's trip to the capital cost him twenty years of his life!"

Yuan Liang could no longer control himself, and the tears in his eyes flowed like a river bursting its dam.

Not long ago.

When he woke up from his practice and was about to go down the mountain to Wang's house to recite prayer scriptures for Wang Ping'an, he saw Taoist Master Xuanqing returning from the Taoist temple and was very happy.

Even though Taoist Xuanqing had just left not long ago, he was full of worries about him and was afraid that he would never come back.

After all, the place Taoist Xuanqing was going to was a dangerous place, and what he had to do was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

How could there be no danger?
How could I not be happy to see Taoist Xuanqing return safely?
just.

When he saw the specific condition of Taoist Master Xuanqing, the happiness on his face was immediately replaced by panic. He knew at a glance that his master had suffered serious trauma during this trip to the capital.

He asked at first, but Taoist Xuanqing just gave a perfunctory answer. When he asked again and again, Taoist Xuanqing finally told him everything.

Taoist Xuanqing handled the Wang family's affairs perfectly, but when he came back, he was attacked by a thug and lost twenty years of his life. If people had not taken his origin from Ziyang Palace into consideration, he might have lost his life.

although.

The other party did not reveal his identity, but he knew that he was most likely someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

What he did in the capital was to humiliate the Prime Minister's Office. How could the Prime Minister's Office let him go easily?

"Taoist Master Xuanqing..."

Wang Lin's face changed drastically, he was shocked again and again, and he wanted to say something when he was interrupted by Taoist Xuanqing: "Donor Wang, don't listen to my disciple's nonsense. He said he lost twenty years of his life. I don't even know if I can live another twenty years. I was in a hurry on the way back, so I look haggard!" "Taoist Xuanqing, I'm not senile yet, don't lie to me!"

Wang Lin said with a complicated expression: "It's my fault. I should not have let you go to the capital!"

He knew that the capital was a den of wolves and dragons, and he knew even more how powerful the Prime Minister's Mansion was, but Taoist Xuanqing was a man who had achieved great success in Taoism, and he was from Ziyang Palace.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing's trip to the capital this time was a slap in the face of the Prime Minister's Office, but the Prime Minister's Office would at most teach them a lesson, since they were the ones who made the mistake in the first place.

Moreover, Taoist Xuanqing is not an ordinary person!
How to know.

The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion could be so cruel that they caused Taoist Xuanqing to lose twenty years of his life.

If they had known earlier, they should not have let Taoist Xuanqing stand up for them. It was their Wang family who harmed Taoist Xuanqing.

"Donor Wang, you are wrong. I want to go to the capital city on my own!"

Taoist Xuanqing smiled and didn't want to continue this topic. Losing twenty years of life was a severe punishment even for someone like him who had achieved great success in cultivation. But what was it worth to accept Wang Pingan as his disciple? He changed his words and said:
"I just returned to the Taoist temple and heard from my disciple that your family is planning to let your grandson worship me as his master?"

"That won't do. Ping An wants to study with me. How can he take a wild Taoist priest like you as his teacher?"

Before Wang Lin could speak, an unfriendly voice came from a distance. It was the scholar Guo Xuesong. He had just heard the news that Taoist Xuanqing had returned not long ago, and he rushed over as soon as possible.

As soon as Guo Xuesong finished speaking, he saw Taoist Xuanqing with gray hair and haggard face. He knew that Taoist Xuanqing was a successful Taoist practitioner.

It may not be possible to regain youthfulness, but keeping your hair as black as ink is not a problem.

Guo Xuesong was shocked and said, "Master Xuanqing, your hair, your hair...what's wrong with you?"

"It was just a dog bite. It seems that you scholars are very petty. It was clearly his fault, but you still had the nerve to launch a sneak attack!"

Taoist Priest Xuanqing snorted coldly, not knowing whether he was making an indirect accusation or not, and said angrily: "Parents are the masters of their own children, why do you, an outsider, have any say in this? Besides, I am not some wild Taoist priest, I have a master, and I am qualified to send my own disciple to Ziyang Palace to learn skills. Don't tell me, Ziyang Palace is also some wild Taoist temple!"

Guo Xuesong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at the look on Taoist Xuanqing's face, he couldn't say the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He said, "You are willing to sacrifice your life to take Ping An as your disciple. Is it worth it?"

He really wanted to say that he was not an outsider because he was the master of Wang Ping'an's father. However, when he thought that Wang Lin had severed the father-son relationship with Wang Ruhai, he, as a master, was not considered a family member in the Wang family.

and.

Even though Taoist Xuanqing said it lightly, how could he not guess that Taoist Xuanqing's trip to the capital this time would be extremely dangerous.

Not to mention the fame of Zi Yang Palace, he knew it, but he didn't expect that Taoist Xuan Qing had the ability to send his disciple to Zi Yang Palace.

Under all the circumstances, how could he have the nerve to talk about Taoist Xuanqing accepting a disciple?

"does it worth?"

Taoist Xuanqing smiled, thinking of Wang Ping'an's situation, his face was full of satisfaction, and he said: "As long as I can accept Ping'an as my disciple, let alone losing twenty years of my life, even if I only have a few days to live, it is worth it!"

"What? Taoist Xuanqing, you lost twenty years of your life?"

A cry of surprise was heard, and Liu Dongzhu hurriedly walked out of the bedroom holding Wang Pingan. It was Wang Lin who ran to call her out. As soon as she came out, she heard Taoist Xuanqing's words.

How could you not be surprised?

(End of this chapter)