Zhuxian Ertianhuo

Qingyun Mountain

Dazhufeng

The bamboo waves are surging in the wind, and the waves are bursting, singing like songs and music, singing elegantly and shallowly.

No bells, no cranes.The smoke curled up, drifting to the sky with the wind.

If Qingyun Mountain is a fairyland in the world, then Dazhufeng is a place of seclusion.

A streak of light, faintly dim, crossed the sky and landed outside a house on the Big Bamboo Peak.

Ning Huaiyuan finally returned to Qingyun!But he went back to Big Bamboo Peak first.

Before the door was opened, a rhythmic and clear sound of chopping wood was heard.Ning Huaiyuan pushed the door open without hesitation: "Uncle Seven! Do you have food?"

The fruit bowls on the stove were lined up in a row, next to the wall there was a high pile of black bamboo pieces cut into the same size, and there was a long table a little further away, with a few small stools beside it.They all look old and worn. I don't know how many years have been spent in this kitchen, but they still stand there firmly and peacefully.

The windows are bright, the table is clean, and even the stove that is cooking and cooking soup is wiped spotlessly, without the dark, dark and messy feeling of fireworks flying in the secular kitchen.

At the same time, a man was sitting on a small bamboo stool in the kitchen, with a few black knotted bamboos unique to the back mountain of the Big Bamboo Peak beside him, and a hatchet in his hand, chopping wood quietly.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, a little stunned.

"There are still some cold steamed buns."

He split another section casually, and piled it neatly on the pile of bamboo slices as high as a hill.

Regardless of other things, Ning Huaiyuan rushed over to pick up the steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth, saying, "Next time...I'll also...bring a... Bigu Pill."

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you? Are you so hungry? Didn't you go down the mountain to do some errands?"

Uncle Seven's temples were slightly white, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, his breath was deep and steady, calm and peaceful, even his words were so peaceful.

"Seventh Master Uncle, something serious has happened!"

"Speak slowly."

Ning Huaiyuan took two mouthfuls of a steamed bun, and he beat his chest and rolled his eyes as he ate it. After a while, he was out of breath, and then he told what Xu Huaidao had told him.

Looking up again, Seventh Master Uncle has already stood up, 'Crack!Snapped!Snapped! 'Holding a fire stick in one hand, he weighed it in his hand one by one, and slapped the other hand.

Uncle Qi pondered for a while, then sat down again, sighed slightly, added a fire to the stove, and said: "Xiao Ding's mother has already been found, and there is Xiao Hui next to him, it should be fine .”

"Ah!" Ning Huaiyuan was startled, "Master Lu has gone already?"

"En," Seventh Master Uncle looked at Ning Huaiyuan, "Hurry up and report it to Master Master Xiao, don't miss a big deal."

"Okay." Ning Huaiyuan didn't dare to delay, he answered and wanted to leave the kitchen.But the peaceful voice came from behind, "The tofu is about to be stewed, remember to come back and eat."

"Got it." Ning Huaiyuan had already left the kitchen.

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Qingyun Qifeng, handsome and straight.

Although the environment of Dazhufeng is quiet, it is like a hidden land, and its reputation is not obvious.

The main peak reaches the sky, it is really soaring into the clouds, it is said that standing on the top of the peak and looking away, the sun, moon and stars are all under your feet, the clouds are rolling, and the auspicious energy is transpiring. The center of gravity of a door.

Since ancient times, countless talents and heroes have dominated the wind and clouds here, and I don’t know how many earth-shattering stories have happened. As time goes by, those story characters seem to have become legends. Every ancient tree, every fallen leaf, and every inch of soil on Tongtian Peak Here, quietly circulated.

Cross the sea of ​​clouds, go up to the Hongqiao Bridge, the white jade steps in the clear water and cold pool, and go up to the Yuqing Palace on Tongtian Peak.

After paying homage to the tall Sanqing offering statue, he walked to the other side of the spacious hall, with a respectful face, facing the one who was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the window, watching the clouds transpiring The person who was born and died, told everything.

The Taoist robe moved silently, the man turned around, at that moment a gust of mountain wind suddenly blew into the window from his side, and circled with a "woo" sound, as if the heaven, earth and mountain peaks were suddenly shaken, and the sea of ​​clouds was billowing, rolling up three feet Waves make people's clothes flutter and dance, with the heart of coming out of the world and facing the clouds, and the meaning of looking down at the world.

But he smiled slightly, and in the wind in front of the window, said: "It's hard work, Huaiyuan, I will let Elder Qi deal with it, you go and rest first."

He didn't seem to be surprised or angry at all, his face was as calm as an ancient well, even if the world collapsed in front of him one day, it should be the same.

Ning Huaiyuan stepped back.

Xiao Yicai's eyes gradually closed, the mountain wind did not change, Taoist robe fluttered, it seemed that after a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and he suddenly opened his eyes again, two light lights flashed away.

Someone is here again!

"Mingyang, you're here."

A 30-year-old Taoist stood in front of him.

Xiao Yicai walked to a table, Taoist Mingyang looked at him, and said: "When I came in just now, I saw Elder Song's sixth disciple go out, he told me..."

Xiao Yicai nodded, and said: "I came to you because of this matter." He had already picked up a piece of jade slip from the table, the red color was black.

"It was already too late when the news came, and 'Hei Yun' was only half an hour earlier than Ning Huaiyuan."

Taoist Mingyang lowered his head slowly and remained silent.

"Notify Qi Hao and tell him to go and deal with the aftermath. It just so happens that her daughter and Zhang Xiaoding are also nearby."

Taoist Mingyang raised his head and said, "Since Zhang Xiaoding is here, wouldn't it be better for Elder Lu to go?"

"She has already gone first." Xiao Yicai seemed to sigh slightly again, "I just hope that with the two of them here, the matter can be handled more properly."

Taoist Mingyang knew that the impact of the demon casting in the Tang Sect had never been seen since Xiao Yicai succeeded to the throne, and it might directly affect the prestige of his brother in charge of the sect in the entire cultivation world.Even his reforms will be questioned and left behind.

But Taoist Mingyang couldn't help but said: "She acted so arbitrarily, didn't she take you too seriously, brother?"

Xiao Yicai shook his head lightly, smiled, and said: "Don't worry, although she doesn't support me very much, and she strongly opposes me when the seven veins are united, but no matter when, she will put the overall situation first."

Xiao Yicai paused, and continued, "Hurry up and inform Guan Gao, regardless of whether Tang Yinhu knows about the Tang Sect's demon castration, you must bring him back safely. They should have arrived at Yaodu by now."

Taoist Mingyang nodded and said, "I've made a note."

After a long while, Taoist Ming Yang said: "Xu Huaidao sent the news back, it's not in vain that senior brother thinks highly of him, and even made an exception and told him to try the sword formula."

Xiao Yicai sighed, "Since I became the head teacher of Qingyun, have there been too few exceptions? I don't know how much I have given away in the Huanyue Cave, but there is still a long way to go before fulfilling my master's great wish, and there is no time to go."

When the mountain wind blows, the Taoist robes of both of them are raised. The mountain is high and there is wind, which brings melancholy and loneliness that cannot be blown away.

"Senior brother, why is this so? Now that Qingyun has the image of ZTE, he is worthy of Qingyun's past sages. The next thing to do is... the family," Taoist Mingyang hesitated, and then said: "Then this Xu Huaidao is also a good candidate .”

Xiao Yicai shook his head lightly again, and turned to look at the roaring mountain wind, "Qingyun has four types of sword formulas, the well-known one is the divine sword to control thunder, turning the Nine Heavens Profound Brake into the power of divine thunder. , those with deep cultivation in Qingyunmen can almost all learn it. To kill ghosts and gods, one must have a whole body of righteousness, not afraid of evil ghosts and gods, to be able to control them, and the long song Guanrijue passed down to Xu Huaidao is exactly what I learned in Qingyun. Wu Shi saw that he was firm in Daoism and possessed the unruly appearance of a knight-errant, so he... alas"

He sighed again, picked up the jade slip, looked at Yunshan outside the window, stared deeply, the jade slip separated the two ends, red as blood, and black air billowed, "I also passed on the style to him, originally he was the most suitable man!"

Ming Yang lowered his head, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Xiao Yicai's hand lightly brushing his saber—Seven Stars!

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Ning Huaiyuan got off the Yuqing Hall, stood in front of the hall, did not leave for a long time, sighed, looked up at the sky, there were white clouds in the sky, and there were also white clouds on the ground.The Tongtian Peak towering into the sky is like a fairyland on earth.

The situation seems to be somewhat different from what the second senior brother expected.Ning Huaiyuan thought about it. In his memory, the second senior brother's analysis seems to have never been missed, except that the third senior brother counted two biscuits... eh, forget it, Ning Huaiyuan shook his head vigorously, Don't think about it.only...

Ning Huaiyuan turned his head and looked to the side of Yuqing Palace. There was a small road with green pine trees on both sides, it was quiet and far-reaching, it was the road leading to the back mountain.

Since Elder Qi Hao wants to go there in person, plus Senior Uncle Lu, it is enough for the number of people that the Second Senior Brother told him, do you still want to go to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall?

What if I break the rules by leaking information at will?Taoist Mingyang is a trusted junior in charge of Daoist Daoist, so it doesn't matter, it's just...

What's more, according to what the second senior brother said, Elder Qihao is also Cangsong's disciple, so it's not much different if he goes with Master Lin?

The white clouds flowed away in the sky, Ning Huaiyuan was undecided.

Ning Huaiyuan gritted his teeth suddenly, thinking of Xiao Ding's cute round head and round brain when he was a child, he turned around and ran to the back of the mountain.

One more person is always safe!

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Dragon Head Peak.

Pine Pavilion.

One is a graceful and beautiful young woman, wearing a pink-sleeved skirt, with clouds piled up in a bun, her face is like peach blossoms, there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes are like water, which makes people's heart beat.

Gently walked into the pavilion, and walked to a man. The man sat alone in the pavilion, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his bright eyes were looking at the fluctuating clouds and mountains in the distance.

The man is naturally Qi Hao, and the young woman is his wife, Qi Xiaoxuan's mother, Tian Linger

"What's wrong with you? Ever since Senior Brother Ming Yang came, you've been frowning. Is it because Senior Brother Xiao is looking for you?"

Qi Hao withdrew his gaze, smiled lightly, and said, "Don't worry about these things."

Tian Linger curled her lips, hummed lightly, and said, "I want to care about other things, but Xiaoxuan has already run down the mountain, who should I care about? You don't care!"

Qi Hao was speechless, and smiled after a while: "Don't worry, do children like to play? Qingyun Mountain is only a little big, just right, I'm going down the mountain soon, can I bring her back to you?"

"Really?" Tian Linger was overjoyed, sat down and poured him a cup of tea, but just poured half of it, she was startled suddenly, put down the teapot again, and said: "Brother Mingyang is looking for you, did you ask you to go down the mountain? Didn't something happen?"

Qi Hao looked at his wife, nodded lightly, and said, "Yes, the Tang Sect has been bewitched, and I need to deal with it."

This kind of thing can't be hidden, and Qi Hao naturally won't hide anything from his favorite wife.

Tian Linger was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and continued to pour the water, the tea turned yellow, a piece of tea leaves swirled around, and the steam rose up.

"The Tang Sect... how could such a big force cast demons? Don't they have a good relationship with Qingyun? And that Tang Yinhu is still your... personal disciple!"

Qi Hao smiled lightly and said: "There are a lot of disciples from the noble family in Qingyun, and their position is inherently unstable. Once this matter happened, it would be enough for Senior Brother Xiao to have a headache, but he had already made preparations, otherwise how could he assign a large number of disciples from the noble family?" Go down? We don’t need to worry about anything.”

Tian Linger frowned, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Although there are many aristocratic family members among Qingyun's disciples, they are only relatively speaking. In terms of all Qingyun's disciples, they are a minority. Although they are all extremely talented, the first disciples who entered the door only have practiced for decades. , the minimum practice is only ten years, and they are far from the strongest disciples of Qingyun, but Senior Brother Xiao let them rush to the first battle against the Demon Sect."

Tian Linger's face changed in horror, her pretty face was covered with frost, she said in shock: "You mean that Senior Brother Xiao wants to borrow the hands of the Demon Sect..."

"No, no, no." Qihao waved his hands again and again, and said, "Even though Senior Brother Xiao is quite cunning, I still know very well how he behaves. He would never do such a thing. He should just want to let the aristocratic family survive the revival of the Demon Cult." It's just a statement."

Tian Linger breathed a sigh of relief, Qihao smiled and said, "Look, I told you to stop worrying about these things."

Tian Linger gave him a blank look, and said: "Then what about your eldest apprentice?"

"Everything is free to Senior Brother Xiao's decision, I don't have to worry about it, what else do you worry about?"

Tian Linger hummed again, and said: "Then I'll go back first, and you should go back to the house early, it's windy outside."

After saying that, he turned around and left, Qihao watched his wife leave, and slowly withdrew his gaze, how could he not know his wife's earnest concern?He picked up the cup of hot tea and savored it carefully.

Cultivators, with extraordinary physique, can't be afraid of the mountain wind, but standing on a high place, there is always an invisible wind blowing the endless layers of floating clouds before Qihao's eyes!