"True Path Immortal Romance"

By the Dervishes

Volume 1 Prequel

Chapter 1, Zhu Xian Nianyuan, who listened to Yujian talk about love and drank blood

The frontispiece reads:

The golden wheel fell to the ground and flew red leaves, and the defeated wall could hardly cover the west wind. How many flowers are left in autumn? Only the snow on the sideburns is left when you are old.

The young man's heart is so hot, and he has swallowed it suddenly. Who listens to Zhu Xian Nianyuan? Jade Sword once drank blood when he was in love.

——Small words to send "Yulou Spring".

Last night was full of dark clouds.

At dawn this morning, the sun was bright for a while, announcing the dawn to everything, and then he slipped away to play hide-and-seek with Zephyr.

In the sky, only the dark clouds remained, pressed down low, pressing down on the world below, shrouded in grass and trees.

Under the dark clouds, everything seemed to stay in the last night, as if it was living in a daze.

The westerly wind was blowing stronger, as if to disperse the dark clouds, and the clouds flowed rapidly, as if they were about to disperse soon. It seemed that the sun was about to be found by the west wind, but the mischievous energy of the west wind passed away, and gradually weakened.

As dusk approached, the sun finally showed its face through the cracks in the clouds. The golden afterglow shone over the low ruins and walls, on the old tree beside the gate of the desolate and dilapidated courtyard, and on the people under the tree.

On this side of the low wall, the fallen leaves of the old trees are scattered and scattered, occasionally one by two, like snowflakes in winter, or gone away by the wind, without a trace, or falling on people's clothes, being dusted off by people's hands.

The old man Zhang Asheng dusted off a fallen leaf, and raised his hand to rub his eyes.

The old man was telling a story: "Once upon a time there was a little boy who was very smart, but he was really stupid ......."

Opposite the old man, sat a child of seven or eight years old, seven or eight years old.

The boy was lying on the old man's lap, and then he raised his little face, which read puzzlement, and asked curiously:

"Grandpa, why are you crying?"

"Nonsense! Grandpa is so old, how can he cry!"

"But grandpa, I think you're crying. ”

"Grandson, don't talk nonsense! How do you know what crying is? Grandpa, at my age, even if I cry, I don't have tears, at most it's just a little bit of. ”

"Why?" cried the child, as if he were a little strange and a little happy.

"Alas, you don't understand anything!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Asheng chuckled softly as if laughing at himself, this laugh was so light, so light that he could hardly hear the laughter; along with the laughter, Zhang Asheng looked up at the sky, and at the same time reached out to stroke the child's head, muttering to himself:

"Alas, grandson, where do you know what suffering is, where do you know what fate is......

What is suffering? What is fate?

The child was confused and asked, "Grandpa, what is suffering? What is fate? Are they all as delicious as sugar?"

- Eat? You foodie knows how to eat!

This innocent and immature words made Zhang Asheng speechless, and secretly mourned the misfortune of life: the son and daughter-in-law are gone, leave such a grandson, look luxuriant and popular, but unfortunately it is a ...... Alas!

With a secret sigh in his heart, Zhang Asheng was about to patiently say something to teach his grandson, but at this time, his heart moved unexpectedly, and a strange sense of horror came to his heart!

——

This feeling made Zhang Asheng sigh, and his head flew in horror: I remember that I was guided by my teacher, saying that I had a bad fate and could not cultivate immortals after all;

After all, today is the day that my teacher calculated for me back then!

Could it be that today is really the time when I die? Otherwise, why do I suddenly have such a strong sense of foreboding in my heart?

A sentence suddenly popped up in the old man's heart-

“...... Apprentice, according to my teacher, this 'female strong', you don't understand, the so-called 'female strong', is 'injured'; what kind of injury? Look at what is said next, 'don't use to marry a woman', this is the meaning of the problem; however, since she is already your fiancée-

Well, that means you've decided that you're going to marry her, right? But in my opinion, you're going to be sad about it, too!

I advise you, after you go down the mountain, you should still be more patient when you encounter problems, and don't be impulsive because you have reached the first stage ......of the true path of cultivation."

"Master, is it because of this that you drove me down the mountain? She is really gentle and amiable, not the kind of unreliable person, besides, you also know that she is already my fiancée?

She's my motivation!

I have been cultivating so hard that one day, I will step into the true path of immortality, marry her, take her with me, and bring my parents and family, so that I will never be a slave in the mines, will not be bullied, and will enjoy the blessings of the world of immortality forever. ”

"Idiot!" the master couldn't help but sigh when he heard this:

"Alas, my apprentice, you are not an immortal, why should you seek immortality?"

Zhang Asheng was shocked when he heard this: "Master, you said that I am not an immortal?—— but I have officially entered the master at the age of thirteen, and it has only been seven years, and I have already cultivated to the ninth order of martial arts.

Last year, when I cultivated to the Ninth Order of the Martial Dao, I had already glimpsed a glimmer of heaven; some time ago, I crossed the Ninth Order of the Martial Dao and entered the Innate Initial Stage, which can be regarded as truly entering the home of cultivating immortals and immortals.

Master, you have also praised me, saying that I am only in my early twenties, and that I have a great hope of stepping out of the true path and becoming a spiritual master within 300 years old in the future.

- However, it has only been a few days now, why did you change your words and say that I am not an immortal cultivator, so why should I seek immortality in vain? Although I have made mistakes in vain, I have already been punished, Master, do you want to drive me down the mountain?"

"Ahem, you kid said this! What kind of skill do you have to compare with me as a teacher? Don't I want you to really embark on the road to immortality? Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, you are my apprentice!"

"Master, I didn't compete with you, disciple didn't dare!"

"Well, don't dare, I know. I called you today to tell you that you can go down the mountain and go home!"

Zhang Asheng was shocked and anxious when he heard this, what kind of "disciple going down the mountain"? This is not clearly driving me down the mountain!

"Master, if you look at the rules of our Zixu Immortal Sword Sect, aren't you just driving me down the mountain, Master, why are you driving me away?"

"Immortal cultivators don't have a feast that lasts for thousands of years, and this is also a decision made after calculating the mountains and inferring your fate. ”

"Master, the disciple really doesn't want to go down the mountain! Besides, I really haven't made any mistakes, and I haven't delayed my cultivation, Master, why are you doing this?"

"Hey, stupid apprentice, if you have a bad fate, you naturally don't meet the criteria for selecting elite disciples in this sect, and you must go down the mountain;

Second, you have already stepped into the realm of the true path, and there is nothing I can teach you anymore as a teacher.

Third, as far as I know, in your place, every household has a spirit stone mine, and you can use the spirit stones produced by yourself to assist in cultivation-

If you stay here as a teacher, it is better to cultivate in your own home! Not to mention that the sect has already made a decision on your affairs?

In my opinion, you really have to go down the mountain to meet your own destiny? Alas, for my teacher, I deduced Lianshan, according to fate, you are really not suitable to stay in the mountain gate and continue to cultivate!"

"Master, immortal cultivators, isn't it just against the sky, I ......"

"Apprentice, although it is said that we cultivators are going against the sky, but that is all during the tribulation, in normal times, we still have to follow the principles of heaven and follow our conscience, do you understand?"

"Well, the disciple understands ......"

"Okay, as a teacher, I will give you the jade sword that I have treasured for two hundred years, this sword once saved my life as a teacher at a critical juncture!"

Speaking of this, the master accentuated his tone: "This jade sword, until the critical moment of survival, should not be used lightly - usually it can not be easily shown, you must remember the sentence of being a teacher! Also, as a teacher, I think you have a relationship with this jade sword, and in times of emergency, this jade sword should be able to save your life......

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Asheng clearly remembers that when he went down the mountain, he was reluctant and confused, inexplicable, and helpless; however, the matter of going down the mountain was a foregone conclusion, and he had no choice but to accept it.

However, when he really left the mountain, Zhang Asheng's mood changed to another kind of anxiety and expectation, and he immediately got up with his sword and flew straight to his hometown!

Zixu's sword broke through the air and flew, and Zhang Asheng walked away with his sword. In the past, I used to think, and now I think about it.

After a day and a night's work, Edgeworth flew 300,000 miles, and finally, his hometown was in sight.

Zhang Asheng remembered that after he returned home in a hurry, his parents looked at him with a little wrong eyes!

What's wrong with this?

What's wrong with her?

......

The sword rises in the air, and the man, the sword goes.

The old man remembered that on that day, Zhang Asheng was a combination of man and sword, and he rushed straight to the small village thirty miles away!

Thirty miles, in the blink of an eye.

Yi Lang Lang did not come, and opened the door to pick red lotus.

However, there is no lotus to be mined here, but there are mines, spiritual stone mines, and Wujiashan spiritual stone mines.

Zhang Asheng remembered that at that time, Edgeworth flew over Wujia Mountain against the wind out of thin air, and when he looked down, he saw that the miners in the Wujia Mountain Mine, like many ants, were busy.

Under the high eye, the miners below are really like ants, busy and orderly distributed on Wujia Mountain-

Sure enough, like swarms of ants crawling, some like ants, crawling and crawling, they burrowed under the surface of the earth, and they were out of sight—they went into the mines.

The old man remembered that as a beginner cultivator of the True Dao, he clearly saw in his eyes that a big ant was waving a whip and whipping a small ant.

The little ant, crawling on the ground, also burrowed under the surface.

Beneath the surface, of course, is the cave of the Wujiashan Lingshi Mine.

The old man remembered himself at that time, his heart was anxious, frightened and angry, he had mixed tastes, stepped on the flying sword, glanced down slightly, and didn't care about lamenting for these miners, so he went straight to the foot of the other side of Wujia Mountain.

There was a small village there, and that was where the old man was going.

Mountain, or Wujia Mountain, mine, or Wujia Mountain Spirit Stone Mine, village, or that village, but what about people?

Do people change?

Who is Qian, call for the red scarf and green sleeves, and tear the wanderer.

The Yiren were still there, but their faces were sad.

Remember the vows you made back then?

The knife pierced the heart was dyed red, and the red, drop by drop, and down, dripping with blood, the blood of the heart.

"Ask your heart, think about my heart! Why? Why do you betray me?"

"Your Abba despises me......"

"My Abba himself is just a small deputy mine manager who has no fame in the fairy country, a free mine slave, not much better than an ordinary mine slave, so poor that he clangs, how can he look down on you?"

"He said, when you become an immortal, I am not worthy of you!"

"He wouldn't say that!"

"That's what he said......"

"Even if he said that, but I didn't say it, you shouldn't! Besides, that animal is older than your father, and you actually got from it?"

"You don't know ......"

"I don't know, I don't know what, I just know that my heart is bleeding!"

The old man remembered that at that time, his eyes made Yiren's face look frightened.

The knuckles of the ten fingers are gurgling, the tip of the sword is moving forward, and the hilt of the sword is raised!

......

The name of the sword is Qiushui.

The tip of the sword dilated in Ito's pupils.

The clouds in the sky hurriedly drifted into the distance, and the wind became fierce.

The blood-red sword tassels shook in the wind, occasionally rising with the wind, and the red shadow flashed into the eyes, and in the old man's pupils, like lightning, gradually blurred......

...... The passing years of that scene......