Mysterious master reborn

Chapter Eighty: The Great Cause of the Past

On the second day after Zhao Xingyuan's death, Qin Mubai pushed open the door of Li Yan's room.

Looking at Li Yan in front of him made Qin Mubai's heart ache, because his eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and his whole body was haggard after just one night. You don't need to ask, Li Yan didn't sleep.

"Let's have some breakfast!" Qin Mubai pushed a bowl of porridge over: "I think I should tell you about some things."

"What about Guyi Mountain?" Li Yan asked.

Qin Mubai nodded.

Slowly unfold the past of Da Yin to Li Yan.

Ming, Hongwu 23 years.

The Qin family in Nanjing City is currently holding a wedding banquet for the young master Qin Musong, who is Qin Mubai's eldest brother.

The high walls of the Zhumen, the bronze rings of stone lions, all show the demeanor of a famous family, and there is an endless stream of guests who come to congratulate. In addition to dignitaries and dignitaries, there are even many relatives of the royal family who come to join in, all the way from the gate. Extending to the inner door of the hall, it is very lively.

The master of the Qin family, Qin Mubai's parents, was even more courteous and thoughtful, standing at the door with a smile on his face to greet them, and even more respectful and respectful when treating the guests, all showing courtesy.

However, at this moment, Qin Mubai, who is a member of the Qin family, did not appear at the door to greet the guests. To be more precise, he is no longer in the Qin's residence in this high-end courtyard.

Because just an hour ago, Qin Mubai took his personal servant - Zhang Ji, and slipped out from the small gate in the backyard all the way, and ran all the way to the Sanliting outside the city before he dared to squat down and catch his breath.

Zhang Ji was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, panting out of breath, raised his head and looked at Qin Mubai: "My little...young master, I said that the eldest master is newly married, you don't go to congratulate, run out here What are you going to do?"

Qin Mubai's physical strength was obviously much better than that of Zhang Ji. Standing in the pavilion, he raised his head and looked up at the towering mountains in the distance, and said vigorously, "Run away from home and find the home of the Xuanxue Immortal."

"My dear father, dear mother, young master, don't you have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life, isn't it good?" Zhang Ji obviously didn't quite understand what the rich young master thought of him: "Why do you want to deal with those imaginary things?" What a brainy thing~"

"What do you know? This is the pursuit of life." Qin Mubai turned around and tapped Zhang Ji's head lightly with his hand: "Have you rested? Rest well, we have to continue on our way."

Zhang Ji got up from the ground very reluctantly: "Let's do it, it's the pursuit of life."

In the hot summer, the mountain wind is endless.

Just such a precocious and talented young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an azure blue dress, with wind-like hair on his head, followed by a servant who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and set foot on the road together. I ran away from home and couldn't return.

This journey can be described as rich and colorful.

First, the two of them almost fell into the abyss, and then they were almost captured by the servants who came to look for them. Finally, halfway through the journey, all the clothes on their bodies were stolen.

Fortunately, everyone was fine, and after more than half a month of traveling without any risk, the two arrived at the destination where they ran away from home: Guyi Mountain.

In other words, Guyi Mountain is a holy mountain in Qin Mubo's heart.

I just remember that at that time Qin Mubai was younger than now, probably at the age when his mind was just beginning to open.

That year, a learned alchemist came to Nanjing city. Because of the Qin family's reputation and status, this alchemist often came to visit him. Qin Mubai became acquainted with him after coming and going.

At that time, Guyi Mountain was implanted in Qin Mubai's heart.

According to legend, Guyi Mountain is full of vitality, with towering trees reaching into the clouds, and lush flowers and plants like the sea. Even the magical beasts that are rare to see in a hundred years in other places, there are many of them that cannot be named here. That is, there are all kinds of creatures here, and... more importantly, there is a story about a metaphysic fortune teller who turned into a fairy in Guyi Mountain.

That man was called Li Yan. He was a prince of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms at the end of the Tang Dynasty. Qin Mubo didn't remember exactly which country he belonged to, but he heard from the alchemist that Li Yan was once a food and clothing man. The worry-free prince, one day, suddenly enlightened to the Dao of life, came to Guyi Mountain to practice secretly, successfully created the secret method of metaphysics, and successfully forged into a golden bone life master, and thus transformed into a fairy in the sky.

Although Qin Mubai also asked some teachers later, everyone either didn't know, or they told him that there is no god in this world, most likely it is a trick to deceive children, and this Li Yan probably made it up. .

Qin Mubai naturally scoffed at these words, how could he allow others to desecrate his idol, he must find evidence, and he will definitely find evidence to prove that those people are wrong.

With this goal in mind, Qin Mubai and his servant Zhang Ji started to climb Guyi Mountain, but this...

The difference between Guyi Mountain and the holy mountain in Qin Mubai's mind is too great. It is a barren mountain, not only does it have no mythical beasts, but it also has no dense plants. But fortunately, the mountain is full of flowing water and waterfalls hanging upside down. It still has the atmosphere of a holy mountain. .

"Master, do you think we have almost climbed to the top of the mountain, and we haven't seen anyone else besides us?" Zhang Ji panted, "No, it's because we haven't even met anything that can open its mouth to breathe."

Qin Mubai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, looked at the winding mountain road: "Isn't this the top of the mountain yet?"

"..." Zhang Jijian really wanted to roll her eyes and lie down on the spot, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue to lift those legs that seemed to be filled with lead. climbed up.

Crawling and crawling, Qin Mubai's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, he exclaimed in shock: "Ah! Zhang Ji, look quickly, look quickly, I'll tell you it's true, look ahead That, does it look like a temple for practice!!!"

Because Zhang Ji is behind Qin Mubai's buttocks, he can't see anything except Qin Mubai's buttocks at the moment, so he can only climb up quickly in three steps and two steps. Qin Mubo pointed to the temple.

I saw this temple, which is behind a dirt hill, and the whole is blocked a lot. Although you can’t see the whole picture, you can clearly see the roof. It has a large area, and it is estimated that there are seven or eight rooms. The most important Yes, this ruined temple does look like a habitable place.

Thinking of it being a place where people can live, Zhang Ji immediately snotted and burst into tears.

You must know that although Zhang Jitar is a servant and a servant, he is also a servant of the Qin family in Nanjing. He lives in a place with walls, beds and bedding. It's getting worse every day, especially after the money is stolen, it's basically sleeping on the street. Seeing a house that can live in at this moment, I'm happier than seeing a living god.

The two didn't say much, and ran straight towards the ruined temple.

As the saying goes: Wangshan runs a dead horse.

This is really true, looking at the ruined temple not far away, Qin Mubai and Zhang Ji ran abruptly for a long time before reaching it.

When they arrived at the temple gate, Qin Mubai worshiped very piously, and then he took Zhang Ji and walked in through the front gate, stepped through the gate, walked through the hall, jumped over the wing room, and just when the two of them entered the backyard, I saw that there was actually a pile of burning weeds on the ground here, which was smoking at the moment.

In this situation, there are obviously people!

Qin Mubai was overwhelmed with surprise on the spot, could it be that he was really going to meet his idol? !

Just when Qin Mubai was so excited that he couldn't speak, a haystack in the backyard suddenly moved, and a one-eyed old man walked out slowly from it.

I saw this one-eyed old man, his whole body was in dilapidated clothes, but if he looked closely, he could still tell that it was a Taoist robe.

After the one-eyed old man came out, he threw his fly whisk at Qin Mubai and Zhang Ji politely: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!"

Looking at the Taoist priest walking out of the haystack, Qin Mubai was so excited that his heart was blooming, and immediately made a respectful salute.

On the contrary, Zhang Ji looked at the one-eyed old man with doubts on his face: "Old man, who are you?"

The one-eyed old man flicked his sleeves, and replied proudly: "The poor man is a wandering man, Master Qi."

"Then you have nothing to hide in the haystack, what are you doing?" Zhang Ji looked at the withered grass and straw all over the old man's body, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Qin Mubai quickly reached out and pulled Zhang Ji, turned him around, and said softly, "Aji, don't talk nonsense."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the one-eyed old man quickly tidied up his crumpled clothes, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

It is said that this one-eyed old man was originally a wanderer, but because he accidentally killed someone and got into a lawsuit, he hid in Guyi Mountain. Just now, because he heard the movement at the front door, he thought it was the government who arrested people and came here. He hid in a hurry, but two young dolls came in, so he stopped hiding in the haystack. After all, there were as many mosquitoes as a cow's hair, and the bites were really uncomfortable.

"Daoist, I'm sorry." Zhang Ji said without sincerity.

The one-eyed old man flicked his fly whisk again, and cupped his hands at Qin Mubai and Zhang Ji: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!"

Qin Mubai quickly swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with longing: "Renren Qi, then I, I would like to ask you, do you know Li Yan, the life master?"

The one-eyed old man said defiantly: "What you are talking about is the head of the Yan sect on this mountain back then."

Qin Mubo's joy was beyond words, and he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes."

The one-eyed old man snorted coldly, he didn't expect such a handsome child to be such a fool, he actually believed their nonsense, but after thinking about it, why don't he make good use of it, and immediately used the whisk in his hand to smash On the top of Qin Mubai's head was his heart: "The name of Immortal Li Yan is a taboo, in fact, ordinary people like you can call it whatever you want."

Seeing his young master being beaten, Zhang Ji immediately lost the apology he had just shown, and jumped up to protect Qin Mubai, pointing at the nose of the one-eyed old man who was much taller than himself, and cursed loudly: "You If you're such an idiot, if you dare to hit my young master, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

This yell startled the Taoist priest, and he instinctively moved back a few steps, but then he swung his hand and swiped his big mouth towards Zhang Ji's face: "Okay, you bastard servant, yell! It's called, in case the real person is frightened, can you afford to pay..."

The slap came fiercely, but it didn't land on Zhang Ji's face. It turned out that Qin Mubai directly held the one-eyed old man's hand with his hand.

Qin Mubai's hand was so strong that the slap abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Qin Mubai: "Master Daoist, I'm really sorry. Zhang Guitar is also protecting me. He really didn't intend to offend you, Master. Please don't be angry."

After finishing speaking, he even touched Zhang Ji with his elbow, "Zhang Ji, quickly apologize to the priest."

Although Zhang Ji was very reluctant, he still bowed down and apologized. After all, he has never disobeyed Qin Mubai's words so far, because this is the ethics of a servant.

After feeling Qin Mubai's strength, the one-eyed old man stopped making fuss.

In the days that followed, the one-eyed old man succeeded in making Qin Mubai believe that he was Li Yan's disciple by relying on what he heard about Li Yan's deeds when he was in the rivers and lakes and some tricks he knew, and he kept driving Qin Mubai to The two of them, Zhang Ji and the others, help themselves with chores, cooking, washing, collecting medicine, and digging grass.

But even if this is the case, the one-eyed old man refuses to let them do one thing, and that is to go to a cave called Luoyanling on Guyi Mountain.

The reason is that the cave can reach the sky, if mortals like Qin Mubai and Zhang Ji enter, they will disturb the immortals and be punished.

In this way, Qin Mubai continued to stay by the one-eyed old man's side, and a long time passed.

Perhaps it was because the one-eyed old man had completely believed in Qin Mubai, or there were other reasons, on a heavy rainy day, the one-eyed old man brought Qin Mubai into the cave.

This hole is very big, there are no twists and turns, and the inside of the hole is a simple circle. Standing at the hole, you can see the whole picture at a glance.

"My lord, there are no immortals here!" Qin Mubai looked at the bare hole, very surprised.

The one-eyed old man said with no expression on his face: "The Great Immortal has wandered around, otherwise, would I bring you here?"

Qin Mubai: "Oh"

At this time, the one-eyed old man walked to a slightly protruding stone in the cave, pressed it heavily with his hand, and instantly raised a large iron cage covered with runes of various colors from the ground next to it. , chirping non-stop.

Qin Mubai asked: "Then what's in it, real person?"

The one-eyed old man lifted a piece of rune on the iron cage with his hand, and five squirrels suddenly appeared in front of Qin Mubai, startling him.

"This is intimidating, how will you see the Great Immortal in the future?" The one-eyed old man suddenly smiled, and countless crow's feet overlapped in the corner of his eyes instantly: "You must know that these are monsters that the Great Immortal caught before, let me help take care of them, I see You have been diligent and conscientious these days, and you are a good seedling, so I introduced you to Daxian, and Daxian agreed."

"Really?" Qin Mubai sat up from the ground all of a sudden, his eyes brightened.

Seeing Qin Mubai's expression, the one-eyed old man coughed, "Really, but these five squirrels are full of lies, you have to be careful and don't be fooled by them, otherwise Daxian and I will be very disappointed, you know ?"

"Yeah." Qin Mubai nodded quickly.

Speaking of this, the one-eyed old man took out a small knife that was only half a palm long from his sleeve robe, and saw that the whole body of the knife was glowing white. Although the shape was not much different from ordinary knives, there was an indescribable feeling in his hand. the chill.

After the one-eyed old man handed the knife to Qin Mubo, he pointed to a large plain porcelain bowl next to the iron cage: "You remember to use the knife to take the blood of these five squirrels every day, half a bowl each in the morning and evening, remember to Is it a live mouse for blood?"

Qin Mubai looked at the big squirrels, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart: "My lord, this...is it too cruel to take blood every day?"

Hearing the words, the one-eyed old man slapped Qin Mubai heavily with his hands: "What do you know, these are all monsters who eat people and don't spit out their bones. They ate thousands of people before they were taken in. If it weren't for Li Yan Daxian who worked hard Take them all, now I don’t know how many people will die, and you still think that taking blood every day is too cruel for them, do you still want to see the Great Immortal?"

Qin Mubai didn't answer any more. He looked at the squirrel in the cage, and then at the one-eyed old man in front of him. He always felt that this was different from his original idea. Immortal Li Yan would really treat these so-called monsters like this. ?

For the next period of time, although Qin Mubai was very unwilling to believe it, and was very unwilling to do anything, he still took the blood of these five squirrels, but the amount dropped a lot.

One day, when Qin Mubai just climbed into the cave, he saw a group of people standing in the cave, including men and women, and a man who looked weak but had sharp eyes.

"Boss, why did someone follow you as soon as you landed here?" A person in the crowd asked the leading woman.

The woman twisted her water snake waist, walked up to Qin Mubai, and gave him a big hug: "It's probably a lost little doll from some family who came here to shelter from the rain, but this little face is white and red, and it looks quite moist."

"Let me do him!" The man who just spoke moved his joints and walked towards Qin Mubai.

"Do it, do it, you know how to do it." The woman turned her head to stop him, and then continued to look at Qin Mubai with a gentle face: "You are so fierce, you almost frightened this little baby."

"Who are you?" Qin Mubai looked at the woman who was gradually approaching, and quickly raised the knife in his pocket to face her.

"Oh, it's quite strong." The woman laughed loudly, "But I like my sister." She stretched out her hand as she spoke.

"Wang Sichen, what you want is me. It has nothing to do with this child. Let that child go." The man who was detained stood up from the ground with difficulty: "I will undo the necromancy on my body so that you can take it easily." Go back with my soul consciousness and explain."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that Li Yan, the head of our Yan sect, is really very fraternal." Wang Sichen laughed loudly, and then said: "It's a pity that you are now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and you can't protect yourself. You think the dead Only you can solve the technique, joke."

Li Yan smiled slightly: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Seeing Li Yan's unexpected smile, Wang Sichen was instantly confused.

Just at this time, four more people came in from outside the cave, the leader was a man with a beard and said to Wang Sichen, "Boss, the black snake is here."

Wang Sichen stretched out his hands to calculate, and his expression suddenly became very bad.Very quickly, both Li Yan and Qin Mubo were tied up in the cave, and then the group of people quickly went out of the cave, and sealed the entrance of the cave.

Wuyang Wuyang just now, in the overcrowded cave, only Qin Mubai and Li Yan, who was called the head of Yanzong by that woman just now, were left.

Although Qin Mubai understood what Li Yan, the head of the Yan sect, meant, he still couldn't believe that the man who was tied up in front of him and the immortal Li Yan in his mind who could step on the colorful clouds with his feet Yan took the check, so he didn't dare to open his mouth to ask.

But Li Yan leaned towards Qin Mubai in a shameless manner, and then sat down next to him, and said, "Hey, kid, are you refining Burning Blood Pill?"

Because from the first time he saw this boy just now, Li Yan recognized the Soul Reaping Knife in his hand and the squirrel spirit hidden in the ground, and instantly knew that he was studying sorcery.

But I don't know why, but I am very interested in him, and my body can't help but move towards him.

Qin Mubai trembled in fright at the sudden approach of Li Yan's body, and quickly turned in the opposite direction without speaking.

Li Yanquan thought that he was ashamed because he had exposed his sorcery, so he continued: "Practicing sorcery is harmful to Yin and virtue, so don't practice it in the future. If there is an afterlife, come to me, I will come Teach you, authentic."

After saying this, Qin Mubai suddenly turned around and looked at Li Yan.

Li Yan was taken aback by this reaction, "Hey, kid, what are you doing?"

"You mean, you want to teach me yourself?" Qin Mubai asked.

Li Yan said: "Ah, yes. If I can have an afterlife."

Qin Mubai lowered his head and remained silent for a while, but he still couldn't help asking: "You, you, are you really Li Yan? Li Yan who founded the Yan sect during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?"

Li Yan was taken aback, and looked at the child carefully. The soul consciousness in the whole body is very young, at most, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he actually knows himself. It seems that he is famous, and immediately raised his eyebrows shamelessly. , "It's me, what's wrong?"

The expression on Qin Mubai's face was extremely complicated in an instant, and for a while, Li Yan couldn't tell whether the child was excited or disappointed.

Qin Mubai: "Didn't you become a fairy? How did you get caught here?"

When Li Yan thought that he died of starvation by Bigu, and was resurrected by the messy juniors who dug up his grave, his old face blushed, he turned his head to the other side, and coughed a few times. Open which pot to lift, "I will experience the calamity in the world again."

Qin Mubai let out a cry.

I don't know if this little boy is a real believer or a fake believer, but Li Yanquan regarded him as a real believer, so he chatted with others: "Kid, what's your name."

"Qin Mubai. The Qin Dynasty's Qin, the admired Mu, and the Songbai's Bai."

"Who?"

"Nanjing people."

"Nanjing people? Why did you come here and move your family?"

"It's not that the whole family moved, I ran away from home."

"Cough... You are a confidant when you run away from home at such a young age."

"Hee hee~"

Chatting and chatting, suddenly at this time there was a "twitter" squirrel's call in the cave.

Qin Mubai looked at Li Yan: "Great Immortal, why do you take their blood every day?"

Li Yan was a little dazed by this inexplicable hat. It is obvious that you little doll is practicing magic, so why did I come to take their blood: "What, how come I want to take blood!"

Qin Mubai thought he didn't make it clear, so he continued to explain, "Well, you entrusted a Taoist priest named Qi Zhenren to take care of these human-eating rat monsters for you, and then took half a bowl of blood from them every morning and evening... ..."

Listening to Qin Mubai's detailed description, Li Yan finally understood this son of Chou Yinmao.

It's just that he didn't expect that after so many years of his death, there are still people who use his name to do bad things, and even seduce such a cute boy. Just thinking about it makes people angry.

The author has something to say: on the last day of April, a little more, I hope everyone will like it.