"Incense Burner Peak", the hundred-mile mountain range with peaks and peaks, has become a ruin of "scattered stones".

The lush trees that once covered the mountains and fields, and the "colorful" flowers and plants, have also turned into pitch-black charcoal.

The once majestic waterfalls and rivers have also dried up and exhausted, and the black ashes that "cover the sky and the sun" float all day long above the mountains.

Chu Xuanji looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but burst into tears, "Master, Master, didn't you say that you want to revive the "Heming Mountain" together?"

"But this ...... Why is that?!"

Master Shenxiu beside him said calmly, "This is just the "cause and effect" debt of Yuan Dao Zhenren, Ziyang was also born in Heming Mountain, but later, because of the killing of the elders in the sect,

was named for betraying his master, and was later killed by your master in the "Yellowstone Valley", but he deceived everyone by faking his death.

"Could it be that your master has never told you about this?"

Chu Xuanji was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, and said with a long sigh, "If you know...... Alas~ What's the use of saying this?"

"Now, these three realms have been hit hard, and the "Gate of Heaven" may not be opened again for hundreds of years.

"What are your plans for the future?" Shenxiu turned his head again, looked at the ashes flying in the sky, and asked,

"Alas~, let's fulfill Master's long-cherished wish first", Chu Xuanji sighed,

"Revive Heming Mountain"?"It's okay, three hundred years of people, three hundred years of demons," it's time for demons to haunt again, and this is undoubtedly a good opportunity for "founding a sect".

Master Shenxiu turned his head to look at Chu Xuanji again and said.

Heh, "yes...... Something has to be done."

A young man dressed in white and covered with snow slowly walked to the top of the Heming Mountain Road, his back revealing endless desolation and loneliness......

"Where are you from?"

"I ...... I don't remember, I just remember that there was a war in my hometown, and a lot of people died, my mother...... Daddy escaped with me, but ...... But now, he's dead. ”

"Alas, in this turbulent world, there are no other relatives?"

"Well, it's okay, I'm very strong.

Dao Chief, can you ask for a meal?, it doesn't matter if the rest is fine, I'm not a picky eater."

"After this meal, you can stay here, since you can come here, it is because you have a fate with me. ”

"(Panicked swallowing) Hmm, hmm, is it really possible?"

"Of course, if you will"

"Yes, yes, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is "Chu Zi'an"

Hmm~ "Settle with the son", it's really a good name, but, when you enter my door, you have to change your name, do you agree?"

"Mm-hmm, Master has the final say,"

"Haha, okay......! Xuanji, how's it going?"

"Xuanji, do you know how many people in this world can't touch the edge of this heavenly way in their entire lives, and finally have to die with hatred. ”

"You're going to waste this God-given opportunity?

For what?

"Master, don't I have the right to choose my own life? Heavenly Dao! Heavenly Dao! You only know your Heavenly Dao, for the sake of the Guangmen Sect and the revitalization of Heming Mountain, you have to sacrifice my life!

"Bastard, you, you, how dare you talk to your teacher like this! Get out of here and go to retreat and cultivate! Without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of this mountain gate again!" ......

A gust of wind blew, and the young man in white looked back again, there seemed to be a girl in Tsing Yi at the bottom of the mountain, who was slowly walking towards the mountain, only to see her carrying a bamboo basket in one hand, and constantly brushing the sweat on her forehead with the other.

Inside the bamboo basket, there was a delicious meal, and the girl's face showed anticipation and a sweet smile, and then she seemed to see something, and her eyes instantly brightened and shouted, "Xuanji, Xuanji, here, here,".

The young man in white smiled slightly, "Yes...... Wan'er......"

Another gust of wind blew, and the girl who was smiling and running with her skirt gradually dissipated into the wind......

At this time, a drop of water passed through the dark clouds and fell on the face of the young man in white, who looked up at the sky and raised his hand with a chuckle,

"Click, click,......"

Then, with a thunderclap, the sound of the raindrops became denser and denser, and gradually became a line......

"The wind comes to the dream of the past, and the wind goes to the beauty of the body. ”

"The two are not there between the heads, and the sad mountain rain washes the white robe. ”

..................

An oil-paper umbrella is like duckweed in the water, swaying to the east street of "Zheng'an Prefecture",

At the corner of the street, there is a "tea house", called "listening to the wind pavilion", without entering the door, you can hear the symphony of strings and gongs and drums, there is a stage in the center of the hall, the stage is Tsing Yi Hua Dan, the typhoon is beautiful, the voice is mellow, and the singing tone is tactful and charming.

Here, it's not the kind of place where you can taste tea and talk about Taoism, tea is just average, and it can be regarded as a place for entertainment and pastime.

On a rainy day, the building is full of seats, "the accompaniment of gongs, drums and strings," the tactful chanting of the play, the cheers of the audience, and the shouts of the little two. ”

Many voices are mixed together, and it is very lively, but at this moment, the backyard is also very lively, because the shopkeeper of the teahouse is about to give birth.

Four or five "midwives, maids," were busy going in and out, and the shopkeeper of the teahouse, "Zhang Boyuan", was also at the moment, with an anxious face, so it was difficult to sit still.

"It's been several hours, why hasn't Mrs. been born yet?"

Listening to the painful wails coming from the house, Zhang Boyuan was impatient, and pulled a midwife to ask,

The midwife with an anxious look shook off Zhang Boyuan's hand and said, "Where is it so fast, don't you see the busy?!"

At this moment, with a deep "dragon roar", the entire backyard was shrouded in a purple glow.

Immediately afterwards, the baby's cry sounded again, and the heavens and the earth immediately lit up with thousands of rays of light.

The child's cry came into the front hall, overshadowing the applause of the audience, overshadowing the clear singing voice of the play, and seemed to suppress the sound of all things, alone in the sky.

After a few sounds, almost the whole city stood up in surprise, listened carefully for a moment, and then sat down again, only to be hallucinated.

But the people in the backyard didn't think so, and everyone stood still as if they had been "immobilized", not moving.

But the people in the house didn't see the scene outside, and they only thought that the child's voice was louder, and there was nothing special.

At this time, the maid ran out with a smile, "Master, master, Mrs. is born, and she is a little master." ”

Finally, someone relieved his senses, and hurriedly said in surprise, "Congratulations to the shopkeeper Zhang! Congratulations to the shopkeeper Zhang! This son was born with auspicious signs, such as "the gods and Buddhas came into the world", the sound shook for nine days, unbelievable, unbelievable!

At this time, the "Zhang Boyuan" saw that there was no movement in the room, he didn't care about everyone, and hurriedly went into the room to check, and saw that his wife was not in any major problem except for her tired face and weak appearance, so she breathed a long sigh of relief.

He stepped forward to look at the baby again, and couldn't help frowning, "Why are you so ugly?"

"Hey, I said Master Zhang, look at what you said, children are like this when they are born, and they will look good when they grow up. ”

When a "midwife" heard this, she couldn't help but slap Zhang Boyuan and covered her mouth and smiled,

Zhang Boyuan and his wife have been married for many years, although the life is thriving, but Mrs. Zhang has not been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter, and the two of them are also eager to "seek medical advice" everywhere "burn incense and worship Buddha".

Just when the two were about to give up, Mrs. Zhang, who was middle-aged, finally became pregnant, and the two hugged each other and cried, only saying that after years of pious prayer, "God finally responded".

For the arrival of this child, the two are also full of infinite expectations and expectations.

But at this moment, the baby in Mrs. Zhang's arms said, "!

At this time, it was finally the turn of the people in the room to be shocked, Mrs. Zhang's heart stopped, her head was covered, and she fainted directly.

The "midwife" was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Who said that?"

He ...... He, he spoke," Zhang Boyuan said as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't help but point to the head of the bed with a trembling voice,