The words say:

It is expected that the spring breeze has crossed the river, and the new peach is in a hurry. Yan Lai's first words are quiet, and the bee pendant is still drizzle.

After the Qing is gone, what a long memory! Gaze back at the broken intestines. Chasing a fairy dream in the air, tears but vicissitudes.

- Small words to send "Partridge Heaven".

In the distance, the mountain gate is in sight. Zhang Asheng was in a good mood and was excited for a while.

The tall and majestic mountain gate was reflected in the eyes of longing, closer, closer! For a while, the young man's heart was so natural that Zhang Asheng forgot all the thoughts and feelings on the road when he came, and only his heart was full of excitement and joy, and his eyes were full of novelty and surprise.

Finally arrived in front of the mountain gate.

When Zhang Asheng raised his eyes, he saw a majestic and majestic mountain gate, and when he looked at it, it made people's hearts beat worse!

The old man remembered that no matter how he thought about it, all he could remember was shock - at that time, Zhang Asheng only had shock in his heart, and he couldn't remember anything else except shock!

Under the shock brought by the tall and majestic style of the mountain gate building, the thirteen-year-old Zhang Asheng was a little stunned!

The master raised his hand and pointed to the big golden characters above the mountain gate and said, "Ah Sheng, what is the word on it?"

However, Zhang Asheng listened to it and did not react at all.

The master smiled unexpectedly: It turns out that this mountain gate was built with the secret method of true deterrence, as a young man who is an ordinary man, where can Zhang Asheng have the ability to break free from the coercion of the secret method of true way deterrence?

The master gently raised his hand and gently patted it on the top of Zhang Asheng's head, and a bundle of true path monk's immortal spiritual power unconsciously penetrated through the top and poured into Zhang Asheng's body.

Zhang Asheng was suddenly shocked, and he heard the master's voice ringing in his ears: "Asheng, do you recognize these five words?"

Zhang Asheng shook his head: "Master, I don't know. ”

"Well, for the teacher, let me tell you, that's the five words 'Zixu Immortal Sword Sect', remember, you will be an official disciple of the Zixu Immortal Sword Sect in the future!"

"Yes, Master!"

Approaching the door, there was a disciple guarding the mountain gate who saluted the master: "I've seen Uncle Shi!"

"Uh-huh. ”

Master walked into the mountain gate as he spoke.

Zhang Asheng followed the master closely, and saw that along the way, many people saluted the master, Zhang Asheng felt both happy and proud, and couldn't help but ask the master this and that, and he also felt rare when he saw anything.

Zhang Asheng, who was excited, didn't realize that since he entered the mountain gate, the master's words had become very few, and he only coped with his curious questions.

The master took Zhang Asheng's hand, and although it was a walk, it was as fast as the wind! Zhang Asheng only felt that everything in front of him was running behind him as if it were life!

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, because the speed was too fast, Zhang Asheng was forced to face the headwind and did not turn around in one breath, his face was red, and he let out a muffled "uh" sound in his throat.

The master was already aware of the sound when he heard it, and immediately stopped his figure, still holding Zhang Asheng's hand and walking forward. At this time, Zhang Asheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked up curiously.

Zhang Asheng looked at the stacked rocks higher up, as well as the Feige Danting between the stacked rocks, and asked excitedly again:

"Master, how long do we have to reach the top of the mountain?"

"The five old peaks on Zixu Mountain, the first peak is dedicated to the position of the founder of the sect and the head of the previous generations, and the second peak to the fifth peak, the abbot is the current door master and the great elder, the third elder, the fourth elder, and their disciples. ”

The master's tone seemed unhappy, and he lightly explained to his disciple.

Zhang Asheng was also smart, although he didn't notice the change in Master's mood at first, but at this time, he finally heard that Master's tone was not very happy.

Zhang Asheng didn't know why the master became unpleasant, he just thought that he had asked too much and annoyed the master, so he shut up and stopped asking questions.

Zhang Asheng shut up and didn't speak, but the master took the initiative to speak, but his tone was quite stern: "Don't look up again, as soon as you look, others will know where you are!

Zhang Asheng listened to Master's words, and wondered a little in his heart: What's the matter? The cultivation of the elders of the Master Sect is high, so he should be happy! But listening to the tone of Master's words, he doesn't seem to like it.

Zhang Asheng's little head was spinning around 100,000 whys, and he heard the master say: "According to the breath-holding method I taught you at the beginning, breathe a little leisurely-look at your performance just now, you can't even think of using the breath-holding method, and you actually let the wind choke! Then what kind of immortal can you cultivate?!What other sword and wind control techniques can you learn?!"

When Zhang Asheng heard this, he couldn't help but feel that his little face had a fever, and he couldn't help but think of the past-

I think that back then, I was only six years old, under the old tree in front of the door, and the "little guest" A Xia pretended to be playing together, suddenly the light in front of me dimmed, and when I looked up, I saw a monk wearing a yellow gossip robe, wearing a five-bucket lotus hat, and pedaling green silk and walking in front of him!

Zhang Asheng remembered that when he raised his body and tried to stand up, his little head coincidentally got into the crotch of the monk's pants. The monk smiled softly, retreated slightly, and raised his hand to pull himself up.

Zhang Asheng only felt that when the monk pulled him up with a big hand, he was somehow thrown into the air by a force!

If it were other children, they would have been scared to cry a long time ago! However, Zhang Asheng did not cry!

Why didn't Zhang Asheng cry? It wasn't that he was bold, but he was so frightened that he forgot to cry! However, just as the monk made a move, Grandma saw this scene, screamed in surprise, and rushed out of the courtyard.

The monk put Zhang Asheng on the ground, and without waiting for Grandma to speak, he first said to Grandma: "Your child has good bones, and the old man wants to accept him as a closed disciple." ”

The moment he heard this, Zhang Asheng was so blessed that he was not stunned at all, and actually knelt down: "Hello master!

The monk laughed, "Okay! Not only do you have good bones, but you also have a very ,——good brain! However, you are not yet my official disciple. ”

At this point, the monk turned to his grandmother and said, "What's the name of this baby in your family?"

Grandma said reverently: "My family's child is called Zhang Asheng." ”

"Well, if he becomes my apprentice, he will be an immortal cultivator of my Void Sword Sect - I passed through this place on errands, and when I come here again on this day in six years' time, as long as he passes my inspection, I will take him into the mountain to practice. ”

Grandma was overjoyed to hear it, and Zhang Asheng was happy, surprised and a little inexplicable when she heard it.

However, the monk ignored what Grandma said, and only bent down, put his mouth to Zhang Asheng's ear, and said in a low voice: "Remember: hold your hands firmly, sit cross-legged, your tongue against the roof of your palate, and breathe evenly. ”

Speaking of this, the monk paused, and then said softly: "Today, six years later, I came here to check on you, if you pass the inspection, you will go to the Zixu Sword Sect with me, and you will be my official closed disciple at that time." ”

Zhang Asheng was listening as if he understood or not, and he didn't react yet, but when he saw the figure flashing in his eyes, when he looked again, the monk had already disappeared.

Zhang Asheng's aunt was already overjoyed - in less than an hour, the whole village went crazy: Zhang Asheng, Zhang's hard-nosed baby, was picked by a monk from nowhere!

An hour later, Zhang Diehard came back with another person in a hurry, Zhang Diehard is of course Zhang Asheng's father, as for the other person, it is Axia's father, that is, Zhang Asheng's quasi-father-in-law - without him, Zhang Asheng and Axia, who are in charge of both fathers, have married baby parents.

As for Ah Xia, although her home is thirty miles away from here, she often comes to Wujiashan Mine with Abba and often lives in Zhang Asheng's house.

A person who entered the mine told Zhang Diehard the good news, and when Zhang Diehard got the good news, he was naturally the first to tell his in-laws that this was a great event! So the two male in-laws came in a hurry.

After the two big men rushed back, what they saw in their eyes was naturally that the mountains and rivers were still the same, the villages were still the same, the homes were still the same, and the door was still the small firewood gate of Zhang's house; the trees were still the old cowardly trees in front of Zhang's house, except for Ah Shengma's face was full of joy, where was there a little shadow of a monk?

Zhang asked his mother-in-law anxiously, and his male in-laws asked his daughter Ah Xia with a hopeful face.

It seems to have been confirmed, and the two male relatives went back to the Wujiashan mine with satisfaction.

In the following days, it was the nephew who played the lantern - how to live as usual, although in the eyes of the villagers, it seemed that they all looked down on Zhang Diedie's whole family, in fact, there was no sign of the development of the transfer after the monk came.

Zhang Asheng didn't know what it meant to "hold both hands firmly, sit cross-legged and concentrate, tongue against palate, breathing evenly", he told him Abba, but his Dad understood something, so he gave Zhang Asheng some hearsay explanation-

In fact, this kind of explanation is also very common cultivation knowledge in the True Dao Immortal Kingdom, and as for whether or not one can attain immortal cultivation according to this very common cultivation knowledge, no one has ever witnessed it.

Zhang Asheng has practiced for five or six years according to this ordinary explanation, although he has more strength and his body is much more flexible, in fact, he has no real gains, after all, these changes are the ones that every child with normal growth and development have.

Of course, Zhang Asheng is still different from ordinary children, this is very strong, he is just ten years old, and his strength is worth the sum of three or four adults.

When Zhang Asheng was ten years old, he once ran to the Wujiashan mine to play, Zhang Die deliberately showed off his son's ability, and pulled a mining slave to compare his strength with Zhang Asheng.

At this moment, the two young deputy mine managers who provoked onlookers were eager to try!

Zhang Asheng's quasi-father-in-law hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Two elder brothers, Ah Sheng, he is Lao Zhang's only son, and our elder brother and brother are all in a mine protection team as deputy mine managers, after all, they are colleagues, how can you bully the small with the big?"

"Hahahaha, Brother Li, people are not in a hurry to protect their calves as abbas, but you are nervous for your son-in-law first?

These words made Lao Brother Li's face a little unbearable, so he said: "Ouch, Ah Sheng, he has never practiced martial arts, we have become a deputy mine manager and can enter the mine protection team, which is not the ability of the second and third orders of martial arts?"

Zhang Stiff glanced at his son, and said to the two young colleagues: "Forget it, Ah Sheng is not worth the price of your two uncles." ”

Zhang Die's hard statement was tantamount to admitting defeat, and the two young deputy mine managers really gave up.

After careful study, this is also blamed for Zhang Diehard's usual boasting, which is inevitably disgusting, people deliberately want to cut Zhang's stubborn face, Zhang Diehard has lived for dozens of years, naturally shrewd, unwilling to be fooled, and let his son suffer.

At first, people couldn't help but compliment a few words when they heard it; gradually, people's attitude became unreasonable; and later, when Zhang Diegang boasted, someone actually refuted him to his face as delusional—

The refuting was followed by two young deputy mine managers – and even more people have since thought that the incident was a blunt brag.

Later, even Zhang Diehard himself became suspicious: Could it be that the monk was a liar? Could it be that his mother-in-law was idle and made up a story to joke with herself?

How could Zhang's stubborn mother-in-law admit that she made up stories to deceive others? As a result, the old husband and wife couldn't help but quarrel twice and have a fight. After the quarrel and fight, it seemed that they had a tacit understanding, and they never mentioned the old thing that Zhang Asheng was picked by an unknown monk.

Although there is a saying of "six years later", Zhang Asheng's aunt has hope in her heart, but in a blink of an eye, six years have passed, and the news that Zhang Asheng was selected by the monk has long been lost in daily life, and finally Zhang Asheng's aunt no longer has any hope for the events of the day.

Sometimes, Grandma still took advantage of no one and asked Zhang Asheng: "Ah Sheng, do you still believe that your master will come and take you to cultivate?"

Zhang Asheng said: "Grandma, what's so good about cultivating? It's far away from home, and I can't see Grandma, so I don't want to go." ”

"Silly boy, if you cultivate, you can get rid of the household registration of the mine slave and become an immortal, how enviable it is......"

Zhang Asheng was silent, in fact, in the mind of the little boy, how could he not know that his cultivation was good and he didn't want to cultivate? It's just that Zhang Asheng was afraid that his grandmother would feel uncomfortable, so he deliberately said this; it can even be said that Zhang Asheng resented the monk in his heart:

- You gave our family hope, and you disappointed our family, knowing that this disappointment was so tormenting, I would rather not have that hopeless hope in the first place!

Whoop Zhang Asheng, young man, how can he know the truth that "good fortune and misfortune are relied upon, and misfortune and good fortune lie in wait"? Having said that, even if they are adults, who knows this truth, as ordinary people and ordinary people, who knows? Maybe it is not a bad thing that the monk does not come to take Zhang Asheng to cultivate, after all, in the world, heaven and earth are reversed, and good and bad are unpredictable.

However, the Zhang family was happy again - six years have passed, and the Zhang family has been completely disappointed, unexpectedly, just one evening a year ago, another monk came to Zhang's house!

This monk is clearly not the monk of the year, because he has a red nose that is obviously different - but as soon as this red nose arrived at the door of Zhang's house, he called out Zhang Asheng's name, and then, without saying a word, he led Zhang Asheng out of the door, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhang Asheng's father and aunt were so surprised that their eyes widened: "My son was taken away by this monk like this?"

Fortunately, this monk was really not a liar, and he sent Zhang Asheng back after more than an hour.

This year, Zhang Asheng was twelve years old.

Zhang Asheng's father and aunt asked again and again, but Zhang Asheng did not explain what he did in the hour when he and the monk left home. Zhang Asheng only told Abba and Aunt: One day in a certain month next year, he will go to Zixu Mountain with his master to practice.

This time, Zhang Diehard saw it with his own eyes, so Zhang Diehard's mouth hung the words "My son was selected and will soon go to the mountain to cultivate". When someone said that he could not be trusted, Zhang fought back with confidence: You don't believe it, do you? Let's see!

Sure enough: although I didn't see the monk come to take away Zhang Diehard's son, the change in Zhang Asheng was obvious - in the eyes of these ordinary mine slaves, from the age of twelve to thirteen, in one year, Zhang Asheng actually became more capable than ordinary martial arts monks!

At this moment, Zhang Asheng heard his master's criticism, and thought that he was so excited that he even forgot to use the breath-holding method, and was actually choked by the headwind, what a joke!

Zhang Asheng remembered that when he heard the master say this, he immediately had a fever on his face, and he didn't dare to look at the mountain above.