Chapter 553: Follow the clouds to ask the east wind (3)

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Two days later, more than a dozen people in front of the Yan Mansion in Tailai County were crying, and the first one was a long-haired and elegant man in his thirties, and a woman covered her face with a handkerchief on her side, crying.

Yan Dao knelt down in front of the two of them, kowtowed heavily, and said, "Father, mother, children are not filial." ”

The woman raised her head, her eyes red and swollen like cherries, and whimpered, "You child, your master is your life-saving benefactor, you should be by your side, I can't keep you." I only hope that you will serve your master well in the future, and be a teacher for one day and a father for life. As she spoke, she burst into tears, and fell on the shoulder of the elegant man, tears welling up.

The elegant man also had a bitter face, frowned, and shouted, "Don't delay, go quickly, you are going to become an immortal here, but I hope you don't forget the kindness of your parents and serve your master well." ”

He wept loudly and prostrated so hard that his forehead was bleeding, and the woman hurried up and lifted him up and held him in her arms.

The elegant man sighed, and then shouted, "Don't delay any longer, go quickly, don't be embarrassed here." He said with a sweep of his gaze and said loudly, "Come on, send Shiro away." He kicked the woman away and pulled the woman to the door.

Yan Daodao fell to the ground, and when he saw the door closed, he got up from the ground and walked towards a path in despair.

In the Yan family's mansion, Yan's mother cried on the table, "Master, the son who was born so hard came back, how can he send it out again, can't he give the concubine a thought?"

"You say I'm hard-hearted, that's my blood. Father Yan hammered his chest with both hands, his nose was sore, and said, "It's just that you also know, the fortune teller back then said that we can't keep this child." ”

Mother Yan raised her head in a daze, her face full of tears. In the past, after the birth of their child, a fortune teller came to see him and bluntly said that the child could not be kept. The couple were furious when they heard this, and their children were obviously healthy, so they immediately drove the fortune teller out.

It's only been two days, and the child has a high fever, and he doesn't even drink a sip of milk (long live harmony) water, and he can't live now. They remembered that the fortune teller came and went to the door to beg for his humanity, and he had to be sent to the Taoist institute, and he could not take a name, otherwise he would not live to be ten years old.

It's just that the couple is reluctant to send them to the Taoist Institute after all, but they are just raised at home and cared for deeply, and they don't have a name. When he was eight years old, the child was abducted. At this time, the couple regretted it, couldn't find it, and finally gave up.

Mother Yan wiped away her tears and said, "Master, when do you say the child will come back once he is gone?"

"That Cloud Dao Chief looks like a capable person, and I can rest assured that I will hand it over to him. Father Yan sighed loudly, grabbed her softness, and comforted, "You don't have to worry about it, Yun Dao Chang has words first, and after thirty years, Shiro will come to meet." ”

"The concubine body knows, but she suffers Shiro. As soon as Yan Mu heard that she had been looking forward to twenty years, it was better than not knowing life and death before, so she bit her lip and said, "Master, I think we will also worship a Taoist courtyard, and if the Cloud Dao Immortal Trace comes back in the future, there will also be a place to rest." ”

Father Yan glanced at her, his eyes showed a soft light, and he naturally knew what his wife meant, and sighed at the moment, "That's the truth, I will send someone tomorrow." ”

"It would be best if this temple could be built in the middle of the house. Tears poured out of Yan's mother's eyes again.

At this time, far away more than ten miles away, a big river with a width of more than ten zhang, the water waves are surging, there is a small boat in the middle, looking at the cloud smoke cage, it seems to be real and illusory, and there is a faint smoke floating on the water surface. Yun Muyang stood on the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, the wind was blowing on the river, and his robe was raised. He twisted his eyebrows, his gaze was extremely deep and far-reaching, the way of heaven was incomplete, humanity was not appeased, and it could not be reversed by his own strength.

Thinking like this, he shook his head again, and then looked over to the shore, and saw a small figure running towards him. He nodded, and after a few moments, he saw that he had already run to the shore and knelt down.

"The disciple knocks on the teacher. Yan Dao looked at the boat floating in the water, and his heart moved, so it must be a fairy method.

Yun Muyang glanced at him and said with a smile, "Disciple, you should come to the boat." ”

A few words are stunned, looking at the river is several zhang wide, even in the middle there are six or seven zhang, the river looks very turbid, the waves splash, there is a sound. He got up, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and jumped into the water. At this time, he felt as if he was wrapped in a layer of clouds, lifted his body up, and hurriedly opened his eyes, but saw that his feet were not half a foot into the water, and he seemed to step on the ground, and his face was immediately happy.

Yun Muyang stood on the boat, his expression remained unchanged, and when he got on the boat, he lifted the clouds, and suddenly the sound of water made a loud noise, and he rose to the sky.

Yan Dao touched the cloud with one hand, and for a while he was lying on the cloud and looking down, not afraid at all, but excited and unspeakable. When he saw a wisp of white clouds drifting by, he raised his hand and leaned forward to catch the cloud. But he stretched out his hand, but he scattered the clouds.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at his teacher, but when he saw that those clouds seemed to move with his mind, he immediately had a lot of doubts in his heart, tilted his head, and said respectfully, "Master, why can you control this cloud in your palm, but the disciple can't?"

Yun Muyang turned his head, smiled, and raised his hand a little, as if a ray of water light came out, and said, "There is a trick here for the teacher, if you practice the entry path, you can resist the clouds and mist, and ride the wind." ”

After saying a few words, he suddenly felt that his eyebrows were cold, his body trembled, and a scripture appeared in the sea of knowledge. He stayed for a moment, and then his face was overjoyed, and he knelt down in the cloud head and said, "Disciple has thanked the teacher." ”

"The cultivation of the Great Dao requires hard work, don't live up to the good years. Yun Muyang's face was straight, although this apprentice was a little naughty, but he was also a man of temperament. And it is very different from Zhen Rui and Xiongde, it is due to chance, and it needs to be cultivated as a disciple of the inheritance of the free Taoism. When he goes to the East China Sea this time, he will definitely take him with him, and he will be able to take charge of himself one day.

He said with a righteous face, "I promised your parents, and after thirty years, you can return home after you have achieved cultivation, and if you have the heart, you can also take your parents to my elixir fairy palace to fulfill your filial piety." ”

"The disciple listens to the teachings of the teacher. After hearing the word "parents", his nose was sour, his eyes were red, and he was even more determined to practice well, and he would take his parents to the blessed land of Xianshan on another day.

Yun Muyang was a little headed, his mind moved, and the cloud light suddenly dispersed, and then he flew up into the air and headed towards the East China Sea. The clouds walked leisurely, because it was with a few words, Yun Muyang was not in a hurry to rush to Baihan Mountain, so it took a few days to go out of the Donglou country, and after more than ten days, the clouds and sky saw the magnificent scenery of the blue sea.

"Master, is that the East China Sea?" Yan Dao rejoiced in the sky, stared at each other with round eyes, and shouted loudly. It's just that he shouted a few times, just grinned, touched his head and said, "Please forgive the teacher, the disciple has no form." ”

Yun Muyang sat on the cloud head, just nodded, and suddenly his eyes opened suddenly, and it seemed that a thousand feet of sword light shot out of his eyes, and the killing machine was in the air for a while. Yan Dao was originally standing at the head of the clouds, but at this time, he was forced by this sword qi killing machine, and he also felt that his breath was suffocating, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded by a cold machine, and he almost sat down.

When he spilled out, he could see the sound of a mountain of rocks exploding, and in a few moments, he could see a scorching flame rising from the col below, and in an instant, a green treasure light flew out. After a while, the treasure light flashed, and a big man stepped out of the smoke and dust, and saw that he had broad shoulders and arms hanging down his knees, and he was born very strangely.

"Are you Yun Muyang?" the big man snorted, as if a landmine had gone off, shaking the clouds and light.

"It's the poor Dao, the Daoist friend is blocked here, but you want to weigh the poor Dao?" Yun Muyang smiled and said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's you, it's you, but you said you were going to hit my Dongyi Mountain that day?" Ang Zang Dahan sneered a few times and raised his big palm.

"Oh? It turned out to be a friend of Dongyi Mountain, and the poor road was rude. Yun Muyang saluted again, and Zhengse said, "This is indeed what the poor Dao said, but Daoyou want to come to get back?"

"Yun Muyang's words are what you said, well, as long as you admit your mistake here today, I will let you go, if not, I will definitely have a fight with you, and come out high. As soon as Ang Zang's face twitched, and as soon as he raised his hand, he saw a big fan with yellow scales, and a fan in his hand seemed to have a golden wind blowing.

"It just so happens that the poor Dao has newly refined a magical power, and I am worried that no one will try the means. Yun Muyang smiled and said, "I didn't ask Daoist friends for their surname. ”

"What a thief, really sharp tongue. The name and surname of this seat will inform you after the victory or defeat is known, and I will not teach you to be a vain ghost. Ang Zang Dahan was furious, this was clearly contempt for him, and when he stepped on his feet, the flames were soaring, the wind was howling, and the clouds were cracking.

Yun Muyang saw that the gale flames were burning, and he was also calm, and with a wave of his sleeves, he sent out a green cloud and swept away the words. When he got the green clouds, he flashed again, but he turned into a green bird. The green finch flapped its wings in the air and shouted happily, "Don't worry, sir, the little one will definitely protect Shiro thoroughly." ”

Ang Zang Dahan suddenly saw that Qingque's face was startled, but there was a hearty laugh in his ears, "Daoist friends don't have to worry, since Daoist friends intend to weigh me, how can poor Dao fake others?" He was seen through by Yun Muyang, and his face was slightly red, he snorted, stiffened his neck and said, "No matter what birds he is, how can I be afraid of you." ”

It's just that as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt numb all over his body, as if he was covered with lightning, and the thunderbolt in his ears was endless. He suddenly looked up, only to see a cloud of fire overhead, and countless thunderbolts rising and falling.

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