Qingyangzi was walking in the mountains, and his figure was like a phantom. Some wild beasts in the mountains looked at him, and some of them fled far away. A tiger rushed towards him, but when it pounced, it missed him. When it tried to look for him again,

By that time, the person it saw had disappeared. It smelled the scent and looked around, and suddenly ran towards the depths of the mountain with great excitement.

At this time, Qingyangzi's consciousness was completely immersed in the 'illusion' and 'empty' Dharma intentions. These two Dharma intentions enveloped him, making them visible in every move he made.

The meaning of Dharma lingered in his heart, and various spells naturally flowed out of his heart.

A few days later, he arrived at Shangjing, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty in Baiyuan Prefecture, and entered a restaurant named Banxianlou. People in the world think that practitioners do not need to eat, which is wrong. If they are not in the world, of course they are not.

You need to eat these foods because there are many things you can take, and the most important food is the spiritual dew that comes from nine days away.

In this world, it is impossible to eat these things, so you have to eat, but after all, you don't need to eat every meal like ordinary people.

There are not many people in this restaurant, but everyone here looks very rich and noble, so it is not cheap to eat here.

Qingyangzi went up to the second floor and found a seat by the window. A waiter came over to greet him. After ordering some light dishes, Qingyangzi took a sip of the tea on the table. Another person in front of him

Sitting on a table is a woman, who must be under twenty years old. She is eating the food on the table vigorously, holding a rice bowl and picking up the rice. She looks like she is extremely hungry.

There was a long sword resting on her table. She was wearing a cloak that was black on the outside and red on the inside. She wore a tight-fitting leather armor on the inside. There were wrist guards on both sleeves to restrain the sleeves. She also wore a pair of boots that looked like they were walking.

It's been a long way and it's covered in mud.

She ate alone. Judging from her clothes, she must have been born in a wealthy family. Otherwise, she would not have been dressed like this. The sword on the table was inlaid with gems on the hilt.

Ordinary wealthy people don’t have it in their homes.

"Boy, have my horses been fed?" The woman raised her head and shouted. Although her voice was clear, it was loud.

The waiter immediately responded: "Sir, I am feeding you."

"You have to use good horse feed. If my horse is ruined by eating it, you can't afford to pay for it."

"It's fed with fine wheat mixed with luminous grass. Don't worry, sir."

The woman stopped talking, but her eating speed obviously slowed down. This slowdown showed that she must have received a good education since she was a child. That kind of appearance and temperament cannot be cultivated by ordinary families.

She looked up and saw Qingyangzi looking at her. She just took one more look at Qingyangzi and then went to pick up vegetables. After a while, the woman shouted again: "Xiaoer, go and get my food."

Bring the horse forward."

"Okay..."

Someone went to lead the woman's horse, but the woman was still sitting there. Qingyangzi was sitting by the window and saw a blue horse being led out downstairs. The horse looked majestic and tall.

Just when everyone thought the woman was about to get up and pay for the meal, she jumped down from the window, landed directly on the horse, and grabbed the reins from the boy leading the horse.

The blue one hissed loudly and jumped up high with its front legs.

The boy leading the horse was startled, but he immediately stepped out and stopped in front of the horse, shouting: "Sir, have you paid for the meal?"

If the woman gave the horse to the other party without paying, he would have a big responsibility, and he didn't know whether the woman kept the money.

Right here, someone in the building shouted: "Don't tell her to leave, she hasn't paid for the meal yet..."

The woman riding on a blue horse wearing a black cloak and holding a long sword laughed and said: "What I am eating today is the King's meal...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his slender feet pinched the horse's belly, the horse's head was slightly tilted by the reins, and it rushed past the boy blocking the way, squeezing the boy back and sitting on the ground.

At this time, a group of people holding wooden sticks rushed out of the building and wanted to chase the woman on horseback. However, there were not many pedestrians on the street at this time, and the woman was riding a horse on the street with great dexterity. In the blink of an eye,

It has already gone far away and cannot be pursued.

These human things happened right in front of Qing Yangzi, but they seemed extremely far away from him. From the moment he decided to return to his master, his heart was about to be cut off from this person.

His depressed and agitated heart has become calmer and calmer, but now he still has the last remaining connection in this world.

He headed all the way towards Luoxia Mountain, which was only a hundred miles away from Luopei.

When Qingyangzi arrived at the foot of Luoxia Mountain, it was nightfall. Luoxia Mountain is not high and not steep, but it is not a single mountain, but has three peaks, including

There is a mountain that is the highest and the most difficult to climb. A winding mountain road winds around it. There is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, named Tongtian Temple.

There was only an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest in the temple, and the incense was not very strong. There was a small open space in front of the Taoist temple. When Qingyangzi came to the top of the mountain, he turned around and turned around the last hemp-colored patch at the end of the winding mountain road.

When the boulder was tumbling, more than ten people came into view. Among the more than ten people, there were men and women, old and young.

When Qingyangzi appeared, they looked towards Qingyangzi one by one. Qingyangzi was not surprised that there were so many people here at this time, because the day after tomorrow was the day of the Immortal Ascension Conference. The Ascension Conference is a human term,

If Qingyangzi had not been expelled from the school twenty years ago, he might have brought his junior brothers and sisters here to recruit disciples that time.

Qingyangzi heard someone whisper: "Here comes another one. Judging from his extraordinary appearance, he should be our formidable rival."

The speaker was an old man with a rather rosy face but already gray hair. He was also a monk, but he was a typical human monk. Human monks practiced the Dao Jue of various sects in the upper world scattered in the world.

Mainly, through the Dao Jue to capture some of the scattered Dharma intentions between heaven and earth, and through the method of taking pills to eat Qi, gathering Yang, and refining the body to accumulate spiritual power in the physical body.

Their magic is naturally nothing to Qingyangzi, but to ordinary people it is still a magical method.

The Luoxia Mountain Ascension Platform is not a big secret among the monks in the world. From tonight to tomorrow, people will continue to arrive. When there are more people, there will naturally be competition, but they don't know that this competition is actually

It doesn't exist, because there is no limit on the number of disciples recruited by each sect. As long as they meet the recruitment standards of each sect, they will be recruited. It's just that most of the people who come do not meet the requirements.

There is not only Tianyan Taoism on the other side of the Shengxian Platform across the golden bridge, but there are also two others, namely Canglang Sword Palace and Fahua Esoteric Sect.

Qingyangzi walked to the Tongtian Temple and looked at the Tongtian Temple in front of him. He felt a sense of cruelty in his heart. He was taken away from here back then, but the only memory between him and the world only remained here.

In Tongtian Temple, except for the twenty years since I left the Tianyan Taoist Sect.

He passed through the scattered crowds in the open space in front of the temple, stood at the door of Tongtian Temple, and looked at the big candle lit in Tongtian Temple. Under the light of the fire, there were no statues of gods there, only murals on the walls. The murals were

There is a mountain, and a rainbow connects from the top of the mountain to the sky. That mountain is the Luoxia Mountain, and the rainbow is the Golden Bridge across the dust.

There are two people in this Taoist temple, but they are not the masters of Tongtian Temple. One of them is standing in front of the mural, and the other is standing by the wall on the other side looking at the word, which is Qingyang

It was written by Zi, which is also the origin of his Taoist title.

"The clear lamp does not shine in the chaotic sky, a little Yuanyang said in my heart."

Seeing these words, the memory of Tongtian Temple in his heart melted quickly like the snow in the beginning of spring, turning into spring water flowing in his heart.

Qingyangzi actually had two masters, one of whom was Lingtongzi from Tianyan Sect, and the other was an old Taoist from Tongtian Temple.

When the old Taoist priest left with Ling Tongzi, he asked him to leave some thoughts in this world. The old Taoist priest said: Immortals are also human beings, and no one can become an immortal.

Qingyangzi stood there, feeling everything familiar and unfamiliar, recalling and savoring the change in mood brought about by the recovery of memories.

At this time, another person came into the view, a middle-aged man with thick black hair. He was wearing a brocade robe that looked simple but exuded nobility. This middle-aged nobleman was accompanied by a young man. The young man

A long sword with a white sheath hung on his waist, and the two of them walked straight towards the temple, just like the master returning home.

After a while, Qingyangzi heard a slight argument coming from inside. His mind moved slightly, and he could hear all the conversations in the back hall.

The one who spoke was the voice of a child, and the other was the energetic young man with the sword hanging from his waist.

"Master is sick. He has just fallen asleep. How can he wake him up? There is really no room for him to leave. You two, please help yourself..."

When Qingyangzi heard this, he had already walked towards the back hall. As he was walking, he heard the cold voice of the young man with a long sword from Yao County saying: "You know the identity of my master. With his cultivation level of Hu Buzhi,

How could you possibly be sick? How dare you lie to me with such panic words? Go and make a quiet room quickly, otherwise, this Tongtian Temple will have to be moved to another courtyard."

Hu Buzhi is the secular name of the real person Wu Zhi. This young man calling him "Hu Buzhi" is disrespectful to the real person Buzhi.

Standing in front of the young man with the sword in Yaoxian County was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, about the same size as Wufeng Lanshi.

It’s just that compared to Wu Fenglan Shi, he looks more agile and less stable. But no matter what, he is still too young and seems nervous and afraid when encountering such things. In fact, even if he is older,

When people encounter this kind of thing, they may not always be safe.
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