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This is a small cave, two or three feet in a radius, with simple furnishings and simple yet elegant.

On the bamboo stand in the corner of the wall are animal skin scrolls, jade slips and other objects. On the stone table next to the door are bronze mirrors and water leaks made of crystals. In the exquisite and transparent water leak, water droplets are slowly flowing with time. A pearl is embedded on the top of the cave, and a faint and gentle light slowly radiates out from it and illuminates the four directions.

On the ground in the cave, there was a soft deer-skin covered in the ground. There was also a woman in white, so snowy, sitting cross-legged in it, but her thin shoulders and a delicate face without blood were even more weak against the backdrop of the black hair like a waterfall. She brushed her long sleeves, held her hands lightly, and her fingers like a green onion tangled, then her eyes moved slightly, as if she was confused: "Master Xuanyu is gone, and what are you doing..."

This woman is the owner of Zi Yan, and there is a woman, Ye Zi, sitting next to her.

Ye Zi reached out and picked up the bronze mirror on the stone table and held it in front of him. He held his round face and looked at it for a moment. He pouted with dissatisfaction and complained: "When did I have the beauty of my sister..."

Zi Yan didn't think she was happy, but instead sighed slightly and asked softly: "Yezi, are you still jealous of your sister's age?"

Ye Zi put down the bronze mirror, smiled apologetically, and then answered honestly: "Didn't you all hear it? The teacher found Lingxia Mountain and insisted on worshiping the immortal sect, but had no spiritual roots. He took out the jade pendant given by his sister and forced him to pay homage to him. He happened to meet Master Xuanyu who went down the mountain to guide his disciples. He didn't know the truth, so he came to ask. After learning that his sister didn't want to do anything, she asked me to send me a bottle of pill in return. Unexpectedly, Uncle Master did not drive him down the mountain..."

Zi Yan wondered: "Isn't it ridiculous for him... he is a weak scholar with no spiritual roots, but he is in the Immortal Sect?"

She left the jade pendant more for perfunctory. Since she was favored by others, she could not remain indifferent. The Lingshan Mountain was far away and there was no day for each other to meet again. Unexpectedly, the two sisters would return soon, and the man came later. Not only that, he also wanted to join the immortal sect with the body of a mortal.

Ye Zi said: "Then don't worry about sister. Uncle Master has placed him in the Yujing Spirit Mine. Besides, there are not no mortals on the mountain, so he is not afraid of loneliness!"

As said, there is really no shortage of ordinary people on Lingxia Mountain. Among the disciples recruited by the Immortal Sect, some of them have spiritual roots, but they practice slowly due to mediocre qualifications or other reasons, and even have no cultivation. These disciples are placed separately, which is to mine jade. In the eyes of real disciples, the chore is clearly a disdainful lowly.

Zi Yan was stunned: "Yujing Ling Mine? Uncle Master regarded him as a cheap man..."

Ye Zi said, "So what? If it weren't for the teacher's kindness, he wouldn't even think about it. The teacher's move was clearly to please his sister. Among the senior figures, he was handsome, free and easy, and understanding..."

"Pooh!"

Zi Yan looked slightly embarrassed, spat, and sighed quietly: "I have been injured this time and have not healed yet. It is extremely difficult to build a foundation. How can I still care about it? Alas..."

Before she could finish her words, the worry between her eyebrows became increasingly intense.

...

Above a hill, a young man stood with his head held high and his chest and his hands behind his back. Although his clothes were torn and dusty, his toes were exposed, even his cloth shoes showed his toes, which looked extremely shabby and desolate. At this time, he had a smile on his face and a completely different expression.

"It's true that there must be a road before people reach the mountain. There is another village with dark willows and flowers! I finally went up the mountain and became a disciple of the Immortal Sect. The variables in it are really ups and downs. Thinking about it at this moment, it's like a dream, hehe!"

He couldn't help but laugh.

Someone came from a distance.

He was a middle-aged man with a big and thick beard and fierce look. Before he got close to him, he shouted impatiently: "You are Wujiu? I am the manager of Yujing, Ge Qi, follow me!"

The people on the hill heard the call and hurriedly owed their bodies and said with a favor: "It turns out to be Manager Ge, Brother Ge, ah... No, since I have been in the Immortal Sect, I should call you Senior Brother Ge!"

The young man was Wujiu. He was already disheartened and depressed lying alone in the stone pavilion at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, Xuan Yu, who had returned, was brought up the mountain. The other party said that he was helping Zi Yan repay the favor.

However, Xuan Yu threw the man here, went straight to the valley for a walk, and then left. It seemed that he did not recognize Wujiu and had never brought anyone here.

The man who claimed to be Goqi took a few steps and suddenly stood still, glaring at him: "I am not a senior brother, nor a eldest brother, hum!" He snorted, turned around and left, shouting: "I have no cultivation, and I still want to hang out in the immortal sect..."

This guy has a pretty temper!

Shouldn’t the immortal sect be pure and greedy and natural? Why is there a distinction between power and superiors and inferiors? Is the position of manager very powerful? It seems to be very majestic!

Wujiu kept saying that, but then looked up at him without regard.

It was just that the clouds were retreating, and when dusk was coming, the sky was vast and dark. A bright moon rose, and the four directions were endless.

Haha! Lingxia Mountain is indeed the place of the immortal family, with extraordinary atmosphere!

From now on, the pursuit of the past should be gone. I just don’t know where Fairy Ziyan is, so I will visit you another day. Just imagine, what kind of moving scene should be when we meet again in another place, with eyes facing each other, and mixed feelings!

"Every day, go down the well at Mao time, finish work at You time, search for your body, and do not carry it..."

Wujiu was still immersed in his imagination, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did the manager Ge go further and further? What went down the well and finish work? I came to be a disciple of the Immortal Sect, not a hard worker. He jumped off the hill and chased him. The other party kept thinking about himself: "There is a house in the mountains, and the gang will be opened every day. It will be a day when it is out of date. There is a shack on the hill and it will be up to you. The rules of the jade well are to judge rewards and punishments based on the harvest..."

Well, the more I talk, the more I feel, the more I feel, I only have one meal a day, and I have to get up before dawn, otherwise I will starve if I don’t have food. What’s more, there is no house for shelter from the wind and rain! Even the shack has come out, so this is not a fairy gate, it is simply a poor cold kiln!

Wujiu ran very fast along the hillside, and after a few steps, he caught up with Ge Qi, reached out to stop him, and asked repeatedly: "Manager Ge, don't you want to practice? I'm here to visit Fairy Ziyan, why do you have to do hard work?"

Ge Qi suddenly stopped and his eyes widened: "You have no cultivation, but you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Immortal Sect? You are just a low-key man, and it is your duty to dig jade. As for whether to practice, it is all my business..." He stretched out his hand and opened his mouth and spat: "Bah! You still want to visit the fairy, go dream!"

Wujiu staggered and almost fell down. He said in surprise: "What do you mean by this? Can't I just go down the mountain..." He was originally practicing immortals, but he was regarded as a slut; looking for a fairy is actually a dream? He is too bullying, so I quit!

But Gochi said without looking back: "If you want to go down the mountain, no one will stop you. You have to leave quickly and save trouble!"

Wujiu was so angry that he was choked by the words, and he stomped his feet and turned around and left.

At the same time, someone walked by not far away and laughed: "There are cliffs around here, and you can't walk when you come!"

Looking through the hazy night, it was a man in his twenties, wearing a green robe, medium-sized, yellow and thin, with an energetic look. He looked at Wujiu up and down, and said with a smile: "New? My name is Zongbao..."

Ge Qi's face darkened and he shouted, "Zongbao, if you don't dig jade, what's the point of coming here?"

The man named Zong Bao shrugged and said innocently: "The hour of You has passed, and you will finish work. You are hungry and wandering around..." He seemed to be afraid, and he winked at Wujiu, then smiled helplessly, turned around and staggered towards the distance.

Wujiu stood there in a daze.

I thought that the hard work was beyond imagination. Who would have thought that there was something worse than this? It was hard to come and go, so how different from the prison prisoners! Fairy Ziyan, you wouldn't harm me like this, right? Is it because I was afraid that I would not have enough sincerity, so I used my good intentions...

Goqi continued to move forward and snorted, "Hmph, if you don't get out, I will come over with me honestly. I dare to talk nonsense again, and serve the rules!"

Wujiu looked up at the night sky and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

It is still hot at the foot of the mountain, but it is already cold as autumn on the mountain. I was just excited and I realized that the cold is coming!

Alas, I came from all the time and worked hard, what's the point! Fortunately, I still have a little longing, otherwise I would have been forced to jump off the cliff.

Forget it, we are also a person who has rules to serve. From then on, we will no longer have to wander around. And although we were worried about those days, we won’t be free!

Wujiu sighed and then moved his steps.

There is a valley ahead, and a row of houses are built near the mountain. Several torches have lit up under the eaves, which are brightly illuminated. Surrounded by the peaks, it is hazy and difficult to see clearly.

In a moment, the house came to my eyes.

Goqi walked into a room without waiting for someone to follow him, and then said coldly: "I'm waiting here..."

Wujiu had to stop there and looked around listlessly.

There was also a plaque in the room where Goqi approached, with three words written on it: Yujingfeng. Several houses next to each other are Kuliao, Jingtang and Kiosk.

After a moment, Goqi appeared under the eaves, threw down a bag, turned around and pulled out a torch, and ordered: "Four and five miles south of this place, you will live directly, and come to wait for your order tomorrow morning!"

Wujiu stepped forward to take the torch and wanted to ask a few questions. Goqi had already returned to the house and closed the door with a "bang". He leaned over and picked up the bag, then looked confused.

Four or five miles away is not far away. The key is where is the south?

Wujiu was confused and then laughed at himself.

When people are in a downturn, their minds are not good. With the bright moon in the sky, why worry about the unknown direction!

Wujiu weighed the bag, and his hands were a little pounding. He didn't know what was in it, and it would be too late to open it at the place and take a closer look. He carried the cloth bag on his shoulder and held the torch toward the night... Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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