An autumn rain fell for two consecutive days, pouring several green trees on the mountain yellow, and countless bamboo leaves were knocked down. The mountains were frozen by thick fog again. As the mountain breeze blew, everything in the mountains seemed to become illusory.

Several young Taoist priests sat under the eaves, looking at the fog outside the mountains, and their expressions did not go astray with the autumn rain that always had a bleak feeling, but their expressions were full of joy.

However, it was also true that it rained for two days and could not practice martial arts in the house. The third uncle was not as ruthless as the junior uncle, who would use a vine to suck you to practice martial arts in the rain. It is a pleasure to steal half a day of leisure in life, but it is definitely a great pleasure to steal two days of leisure.

"Qingshu, you often have to go down the mountain to buy things for the mountain gate. You must be knowledgeable. Is that woman interested in the uncle?"

Song Qingshu spit out the weeds that were picked from unknown places in his mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? They are kind enough to come to the mountain to help. Although the people in the court were beaten away by the junior uncle alone, how can you arrange it like this in your sincerity?"

A group of young Taoist priests looked at Song Qingshu, wondering when his temperament had changed. Suddenly, he saw the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, and he understood and got close to Song Qingshu.

"I heard from the third uncle that he looked three or four years older than the junior uncle, but his skills were probably about the same as those of the junior uncle. And she was a descendant of the Condor Heroes. Does the Condor Heroes know? I heard from the junior uncle that he could assassinate the Lord of the Mongolian and Han in one person's strength."

"She is now staying in the room of the junior uncle, which is just a few walls away from us. The words just now may have fallen into people's ears. Don't make people think that we are all gossiping Taoist priests." Song Qingshu whispered.

The Taoist priest who had asked before nodded, expressed his understanding, and then whispered: "Qingshu, I'll know, why don't you talk about it quickly."

Song Qingshu looked around and said softer than before: "I think there is."

"What's the solution?"

"The uncle of the junior teacher has been in a coma for five days and has not woken up yet. As the young lady Yang will take care of the uncle as soon as she gets up, she will take care of the uncle. As the saying goes, "You are not interested in anything, you are either traitor or robber. Do you think there is a chance?"

"I understand, but Qingshu, your words sound a little awkward."

"Anyway, Ms. Yang must be interested in the uncle."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that we need an uncle from the teacher." A Taoist priest sighed.

Song Qingshu glanced at the man and said, "There is no sign of this matter yet, and the uncle of the junior teacher did not express his intention."

"Tsk, that's why uncles of the junior master cannot express his meaning. You forgot Qingshu. Uncle Master said that the female junior master held a gold brick... No, it's a female chasing a male veil."

"It seems that this is the reason. My father originally wanted to be a monk who was alone, but my mother liked my father very much at that time, so I had me."

"When will we be able to ride the horse and then carry the wonderful people back like a junior uncle?" Another Taoist priest sighed.

"I don't know who proposed the restriction order a few years ago. Four generations of disciples can either reach the 25th or go to the top of the list before they can travel to the world. I really want to see what the world is like."

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Let’s talk about the woman in yellow. After she parted with Ye Qi from Zhongnan Mountain two years ago, she began to pay attention to the world, because the relationship between the God Condor Hero and the Beggars’ Sect many years ago, the news channels of the Beggars’ Sect can naturally be heard from her. Therefore, she is in the ancient tomb and knows everything about the world.

Recently, a disciple of the Beggars' Sect intercepted a secret order from the court, which said that the court wanted to destroy Wudang Shaolin. Someone from the Beggars' Sect knew that she cared about Ye Baxia in Wudang, so she sent the news to Mount Zhongnan. After she learned about it, she rushed towards Wudang without thinking.

When we arrived in Wudang, we still came a little late. The people from the court had already retreated for half a day, while Ye Baxia had been unconscious for several hours.

Looking at Ye Qi in a coma, she couldn't help but feel fortunate. Fortunately, he was fine. Then she saw the little Taoist priest who was taking care of Ye Qi, so she took on the job of taking care of Ye Qi, so there were the speculations and whispers of the Taoist priests just now.

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Ye Qi was still in a coma. When he returned to Wudang that day, he was not injured at all. The sixty elite soldiers in the army holding bows at the foot of the mountain could not avoid all the cold arrows, not to mention that those elite soldiers were Yuan army famous for their good cavalry and shooting. After resisting the sneak attacks of the two elders Xuanming, they were also shocked by the strength of the two men, and their spine was almost broken.

Fortunately, Zhang Wuji brought the Ming sects to the mountain and passed on the internal power of the Nine Yang Divine Art for him. In addition, his innate skills and Wudang Nine Yang Divine Art in his body were good at healing injuries. Otherwise, everyone in Wudang should be anxious at this moment.

After feeding Ye Qi a white porridge, the woman in yellow was fed to Ye Qi, and saw that Ye Qi had not yet woken up. When she was bored, she opened the wooden window and held her cheeks to listen to the sound of rain outside the house. Suddenly, she heard someone talking about herself, and she just listened.

She had too much ears since she was a child, and later she practiced martial arts, especially in the past two years, she had entered the master with a half-step master. She could hear it clearly when a silver needle five feet away fell to the ground. The Taoist priests later spoke less, but she could still hear it.

When she heard this, two slight blushing rose on her face, and she had no intention of listening to the sound of rain. She turned around and looked at the man on the bed and was stunned.

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The word love is easy or difficult when it comes. Maybe it is a hurry to glance in the sea of ​​people, or maybe it is because the two of them cannot leave each other after suffering. In short, if they have it, it will make people feel at ease.

Ye Qi, who was unconscious, didn't know that the beauty was trapped in some unspeakable shyness and joy because of the words of several nephews. He had a dream and saw many people and things that he could not understand or did not want to understand.

He saw a Taoist temple, where there were trees, some people, and a butterfly. He didn't know why he dreamed of these things, but in short, he was very happy to see them.

But whether it is a dream or reality, beauty can never last for a long time. One day, a golden light shines on the Taoist temple, and then the tree dies and the human beings die. The butterfly's wings were cruelly torn off, crying in a pool of blood, asking him to leave quickly...

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The autumn rain outside the window stopped, and the woman in yellow also happened to wake up in shy joy. She found that the man opened his eyes at some point. She asked happily: "What's wrong?"

Listening to someone's words, Ye Qi's eyes quickly regained their spirits. He held up his body and looked at it. Seeing that it was a woman in yellow, he was shocked and asked, "Why are you here?"
Chapter completed!