The Devil is My White Moonlight

Nie's house in Lingshan, Qingfeng Building.

The Qingfeng Building was built by the Nie family in the past two years.The small building stands on the mountainside, facing Lingshan across the small square.When Lingshan is not open, it is the tallest building within a radius of dozens of miles. You can enjoy the flowers in spring and leaves in autumn, and the breeze in summer and snow in winter.It is the nearest building to Lingshan Mountain. Sitting here, you can have an overview of the overall situation and facilitate deployment.So it became Nie Yao's favorite.

Tonight, everything is stable, Nie Yao and Zhang Jinjin are playing chess here.

Nie Yao looked at the chessboard pieces worth three thousand spirit stones on the table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Lingshan is opened every three years, which is in accordance with the tradition of the ancestors.Although the gods have cut off the world, the ancestor of the Nie family, Nie Wuya, realized Taoism in the process of forging iron in daily life, and practiced in the family for a long time. It can be said that the whole family's strength is used for his practice.In the thousands of years before Feisheng, he personally brought out many family children on the road of cultivating immortals.

If a person has lived for nearly a thousand years, he will naturally see more life and death, and the vicissitudes of life.Leaving the Sword Furnace Lingshan before ascension, although it is for the well-being of the world of cultivating immortals, it has to be said that it has left a rich legacy for the descendants of the Nie family.

However, the inheritance belongs to the inheritance, and whether it can be managed well depends on the ability of the descendants of the Nie family.

After Nie Wuya's ascension, the Nie family really had a good time, and they were honored as one of the five great masters in the world of cultivating immortals.But it is a pity that the Nie family in Lingshan did not have any amazing geniuses in the next few hundred years, and the descendants who sit on the mountains and empty mountains will not know how to manage them.Although several generations of patriarchs barely revived in the middle, the good times always don't last long.Lingshan was such a huge sect that at one time it fell to the point where it couldn't even pay out its monthly salary.

Immortal cultivation costs a lot. Before the establishment of the Moyun Mountain Spiritual Formation, it required a lot of money and manpower just to explore, occupy and maintain the spiritual cultivation place, not to mention the purchase of elixirs and spiritual weapons to aid in cultivation.Even if it is self-sufficient, the medicinal herbs needed to practice pills, and the ore utensils used in utensils are all huge expenses.If one sect and one sect can continue to produce outstanding disciples and make the world feel that they have a future, there will be children from rich families vying to be apprentices, and there will naturally be no shortage of offerings. Use the money offered to make outstanding disciples, and then recruit wealthy ones. Practitioners will embark on a virtuous circle from then on.

Therefore, unless it is a rare genius, it is extremely difficult for a casual cultivator with no wealth and power to succeed in the world of immortality.And the families in Zhongluo will enter into a vicious circle that gets worse and worse.

Nie Yuanshan, the patriarch of the previous generation, was quite competitive. He was a young man who studied hard and traveled around on purpose. According to legend, he went to the East China Sea to catch dragons, explored the desert, and made great efforts in the battle against Moyuan. He gained fame in the world of cultivating immortals and made many friends , Only then slowly pulled the family out of the quagmire, but it was still tepid, barely able to maintain the dignity of a sect.

Until ten years ago, Nie Yao began to take charge of clan affairs.

But Nie Yao was able to take charge of clan affairs because of Zhang Jinjin.

Ten years ago, Nie Yao was considered talented and intelligent in the family. He had perfected Qi refining at the age of 13 and established the foundation at 17, but he signed up as a deacon in the family when he was [-] years old when the golden alchemy was first completed.You must know that good resources in a big family are always reserved for talented disciples, and errands like deacons are left to unlucky ones who can't get ahead.

Nie Yao had excellent grades in the family selection. He could have practiced advanced exercises with Nie Yuanshan, but unexpectedly he wore a deacon hall uniform. His father was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and immediately dragged him to Nie Yuanshan for comment. .

At that time, Nie Yao said this: "Cultivate with your heart in mind, and you can achieve perfection if you are at ease. Otherwise, you will be prone to demons, which is not good for your practice. My son doesn't like to follow the steps in practice, but is very interested in family affairs. Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely help you." I will not give up my practice, but I also want to do what I like."

Seeing the expression on the old father's face about to choke to death, he lowered his voice and persuaded, "Isn't dad just afraid that his son won't be able to get good spirit stones and spirit weapons to practice in the future? When your son becomes the chief executive, those things will still be gone." You don't want to pass it by me, do you think your son will treat you badly?"

What he said made his father dumbfounded, but he couldn't find a reason to refute. After struggling for a few days, he had no choice but to let him go.

On this day, the newly promoted deacon Nie Yao went shopping on the street and found a new calligraphy and painting shop called "Golden Pavilion" opened on the corner of the street.It is said that those who buy and sell calligraphy and painting are all elegant people, no matter how bad they are, they must be arty. The word "gold" on the signboard of this shop is enough to make those fake Taoists avoid it, but Nie Yao appreciates him who would rather be a real villain. attitude, ghostly walked in.

The shop is small, with only one boss and one clerk. There are no masterpieces by famous artists, but it mainly focuses on story books and picture albums.

At that time, most of the popular folk tales were based on ghost legends, crudely produced and vulgar in content, and there were many imitations of the popular tales, and even changed the cover and changed the name to print out to cheat money.The storybook of the Golden Pavilion mainly focuses on legendary stories, focusing on bizarre events that happened in various places, supplemented by commentary and analysis.

It's just that there are several obvious mistakes in a pamphlet about the Taoism on Lingshan, and even reversed the steps to go up the mountain.Nie Yao pointed it out on a whim.

Zhang Jinjin immediately felt like he had found a treasure, and pulled Nie Yao to treat him.The two went to Taibailou, the largest building in Hongye, and found that they were like-minded in "common affairs" during the exchange of cups and cups. After a meal, they became brothers.

Zhang Jinjin patted Nie Yao on the shoulder and said, "Brother Nie, you really entered Baoshan and returned empty-handed. Thinking about your family's spiritual mountain discussion, there are at least ten people who obtain Lingwu every year. These dozen people must have something extraordinary Where did they come from, how did they learn from their teachers, how did they practice, what happened in Lingshan, and how did they obtain Lingwu in the end? These are all living materials! Lingshan is held every three years. You! And the dozens of stories of these dozens of people are enough for all the cultivators in the Central Plains to discuss for three years. By then, more people will come to Lingshan, and more cultivators will join your Nie family. .”

Nie Yaoru was enlightened and took a crucial step in Nie's family affairs.

In the first year, they traveled together in the southern states, went to teahouses and taverns to listen to books, hired local talents to write a legendary storybook, and distributed it to various states for sale. They also secretly collected comments from the public, and adjusted the plot of the storybook according to the comments when reprinting. towards.

In the second year, when Lingshan opened, Zhang Jinjin gathered people from two prefectures and eight cities around Hongye City to record on the spot in the square in front of Lingshan. He obtained the legendary experience of five of the eleven outstanding people in that year, and compiled the first set of " Legend of Lingshan".

"Legend of Lingshan" has been sold well all over the country, and after three years of unabated popularity, it has become the most discussed topic in the market.

Three years later, when Lingshan was opened for the second time, the number of people who entered the mountain doubled, and many young people came to pay homage to the Nie family of Lingshan.Three of them have made great achievements in the past few years after entering the mountain, and the number of worshipers and apprentices of the Nie family in Lingshan has increased dramatically.

So far, Nie Yao's business ability has been recognized by the family, and he was awarded the post of manager.Zhang Jinjin, on the other hand, became the only merchant that could enter Lingshan Plaza.

Now, the only business partner is twirling two sunspots in the palm of his hand, but he does not put them on the chessboard. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, he said absent-mindedly: "This year's market is not quite right."

"What? Another competitor has appeared? Isn't the Yuntao Club already broken up and absorbed by you?"

"A mere Yuntao club is nothing, but it has produced a talent with sharp opinions, so it's enough to dig it in." Zhang Jinjin lowered his eyes and said: "I mean, the three prefectures and fourteen cities in the surrounding area have been working for nearly half a year. The spar consumption is too much."

"Ocher crystals are mostly used in formations, especially stacking formations. Could it be that there is something going on in Taiyuan?"

"I'm just worried about this. I sent someone to look at it last month. It is said that everything is fine. The Qin family in Taiyuan replied that they did not buy a lot."

"Where is that used?" Nie Yao frowned and said, "How many?"

"It's [-]% more than in previous years. It's almost catching up with the consumption of your family's kaishan. Moreover," Zhang Jinjin put down a sunspot, and continued: "This is only the territory we are familiar with. If the market is like this in the whole Central Plains, I am afraid it will Something big happened."

Nie Yao was speechless.

The flames from the oil lamp on the table exploded suddenly, breaking the silence between the two of them.Nie Yao suddenly raised his head to look at the Lingshan Mountain not far away, and there was a faint thunder coming from the mountain.

Lingshan.

At this time, it was the end of Zishi, and the lights were all turned off. It was the time when people slept most soundly.

Zhu Yicheng broke into a house, the family of three were soundly asleep, and finally shook them awake, but the head of the house was in a daze for a long time and didn't figure out what happened, and when he finally figured out the reason, he started to panic again Clean up softly.Zhu Yicheng didn't dare to stay longer, and told the family to get out quickly, and then ran to the next family.

When Qin Le and his family of five rushed to the gathering point far away from the creek, Gu Qingqiao and Mu Xiyun also brought their second family members to gather together.

"No, this is too slow!" Mu Xiyun, who had always been calm, also started to worry, and as soon as she wiped the rain off her face, she planned to run back again.

"I'm with you!" Gu Qingqiao handed over the old man he was supporting to Qin Le, and followed Mu Xiyun forward.

The brook has been dry for almost half an hour. No one knows when the flash flood will come. There are still three or four families down the mountain who have not evacuated. There is no time!Both of them brought their body skills to the extreme, and rushed down the mountain like shooting stars chasing the moon.

Halfway through, a green shadow suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, it was Luo Qingwen who came up from the mountain, panting: "You don't need to go back, everyone is here, everyone is here!"

Behind her, a group of disciples dressed in emerald green bamboo shirts and Taoist buns were walking towards them, supporting the old and the young.

"Green Bamboo Shirt, Mount Qingcheng?"

"Yes," Luo Qingwen replied: "Although Qingcheng Mountain and Baihua Valley are close, they don't have much friendship. They were already in the village when Luo Ziqi entered the village before, and the two sides also had some conflicts, but luckily they didn't fight. "

Gu Qingqiao laughed: "Your cousin is really a troublemaker, he can fight with anyone."

As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

The thunder above the creek stopped suddenly, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

"Go!" Mu Xiyun shouted coldly.After speaking, he picked up a doll in one hand and an old man in the other, and led the two of them to jump up and run towards the high slope of the side mountain.

Everyone else hurriedly took their children and helped the old man, and walked towards the mountain road on the side of the mountain as quickly as possible.The yellow mud soaked in water after the rain wrapped people's shoes, adding a heavy burden to the fleeing people.For a while, there was chaos, and the voices of crying father and mother kept coming and going.

Zhu Li was tough, and followed the team closely, shouting loudly: "There is an open space in the middle of the side mountain, it should be safe there!"

"Okay! Follow up!" The leader of Mount Qingcheng agreed, directing his disciples to move forward.

Soon, the thunder-like roar sounded again. On the mountain upstream of the stream, a big tree shook and fell down suddenly. Then, a piece of tree crown seemed to be yanked from the root of the tree, in vain. disappear from sight.Like an invisible beast rushing down from the mountain, the trees fell to the ground one by one, and then, a muddy mud flow rushed down the creek.

The mud flow was much wider than the creek, carrying countless tree trunks, broken branches, and gravel, and rushed down the mountain with great force. A wild boar that couldn't dodge ran desperately, but was quickly overtaken by the mud flow. In an instant, it turned into a mud pig and was submerged by the billowing mud.The mud flow was invincible and rushed to the village in no time.The muddy water slammed into a house with an angry roar, and the house let out a whine, and was immediately torn to pieces by the mudflow.The villages built along the stream were submerged by the mudflow within a few breaths.However, the turbid running water seemed to be endless, rushing down the mountain without stopping.

Nie family.

The roar of the Lingshan mudslide made Nie Yao frowned severely.Zhang Jinjin's smiling face also became serious.The two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.