The fairy-like woman didn't mean to help Xiao Er at all, just watched him fall to the ground, breaking his scalp on the stone, blood slowly flowed out, and Tian Ziyang also fell to the ground.

"Is he Xiao Er?" she asked.

Behind her, Cui Biao had already changed into his original body in fright, but he was a yellow-skinned wild roe deer like Zhang Jiuzhong, and at this time, this wild roe deer was grabbed by the back of the neck by an old man in Mai who appeared at some point, trembling all over, but he didn't dare to move.

The old man had silver hair to his chest, his facial features were just and mighty, his body was slender and tall, a little rickety, and he was carrying a huge wild roe deer, showing some difficulty.

"The old man thought that this kid would become a supernatural before he was twenty years old," the old man took a step closer, carefully looked at Xiao Er, who had passed out in a coma, and sighed, "It seems that he is far smarter than I thought." ”

"Ancestor?" the woman frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled look.

The old man smiled: "You will understand later." After that, his gaze swept over Tian Ziyang and Xiao Er, the injured bodies of these two people who had run out of oil and lamps recovered in the blink of an eye, and the two of them also changed from a bloodstained embarrassment to full of energy, looking in good spirits.

The woman couldn't help but marvel at the unfathomable depth of her ancestor's "Mixed World Hui Yuan Qi" again, but soon her frosty and snowy face was dyed with a touch of red, and she turned her head slightly—although Xiao Er was embarrassed, she was still neatly dressed, and Tian Ziyang was naked and sturdy.

Xiao Er suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be in a trance.

Then he looked around, and when he saw the old man, he was stunned for a few breaths, and then immediately turned over and stood up, and bowed deeply to the old man and the young man: "Thank you two for saving your life." ”

The old man casually threw Cui Biao aside and nodded to the girl in white, the woman greeted Xiao Er slightly, and also stepped aside, and a small cave that separated the world and the heavenly power unfolded silently.

In fact, it is also this young supernatural female cultivator who thinks too much, with her ancestor's cultivation, she doesn't want others to peep, no one in this world can peep, and a small hole in the sky only seems to be a snake.

"Thank you no, it's the old man who owes you. The old man looked at Xiao Er, "I haven't seen you for twenty years, does the little doll still remember the old man?"

Xiao Er smiled bitterly: "Twenty years ago, I was only four years old, I really can't remember, please forgive me." ”

"If you don't want to remember, you can't remember, the little doll is really talented. The old man stroked his hair and laughed.

Xiao Er was helplessly silent, so there was no way to talk.

The old man looked Xiao Er up and down again: "That's it, little doll, you know it yourself, the old man doesn't say much, this thing is given to you, it is a little merit before the old man leaves." ”

For cultivators, there are two meanings of leaving, and for this old man who has lived for more than 300 years and has already opened the gate of heaven, it can only be the latter.

Xiao Er felt that his hand was sinking, and when he looked down, he didn't know when there was a gossip hexagram in his palm, two yangs on the top and yin on the bottom, it was a Xun hexagram.

"Tomorrow Gengzi Chongyang, there is a big event in the Lixia faction, if you have a heart, you can go and take a look. ”

Xiao Er understood what the old man meant, looked at the hexagram in his hand, was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Dare to ask the seniors, why is it a Xun hexagram?"

"A lonely boat falls on the beach, and it is difficult to advance and retreat without water. When it rains heavily, the rivers and lakes overflow, and there is no need to go back and forth. ”

The old man said leisurely: "This is what the old man occupied for you twenty years ago, and today I gave it to you, which is considered this karma." ”

This hexagram can be found in the photo book, Xiao Er is not a stranger, but recently all kinds of things have passed in his heart, at this moment listening to the old man read this hexagram, Xiao Er has a different understanding.

"Thank you seniors, next year's Chongyang Festival, the younger generations will definitely go to Lixia to see the grand scene. ”

The old man smiled heartily, stretched out his hand, and Tian Ziyang, who was still unconscious on the side, disappeared without a trace: "Most of this doll's life has been lost, the old man will take it back to save it, whether he is dead or alive depends on his luck, you don't have to worry." ”

After saying that, the old man turned to leave, and the woman in white left.

The old man and the young man did not walk fast, and after a long time, the girl in the Divine Power Realm turned back from afar, and could still see the hexagram in the palm of his hand under the tree in the forest, like an ancient rock that had stood for many years.

"Jingya, let's go back to Fengshan Mountain. After walking a long way, the old man suddenly said.

The supernatural nun named "Jingya" looked at the ancestor: "Didn't the ancestor say that the girl was also in Sucheng back then, didn't you go and see her?"

"Heh......" The old man shook his head, "In the battle of luck back then, Kunlun obtained a thousand-year-old dragon qi, and Luofu Sect gambled on the incense of the sect and used the Mandate of Heaven as a sword to cut off the leaf of reincarnation. The old man thought that Sanzong had deceived the world, and he had to blame a four-year-old child...... It wasn't until I saw the doll again just now that I realized that this pair of men and women were originally one with the same fate, but the three sects were all frightened by Xiao Cungui's means of rewriting the Book of Heaven and gave up halfway, so that they could be peaceful and ...... later."

Wei Jingya quietly listened to the earth-shattering secrets of the cultivation world in the mouths of the ancestors, but there was only sadness in her heart.

When she was a child, her father and grandfather had to retreat and seek the Tao, and only this patriarch, who claimed that she no longer had to practice, grew up with her, played with her, and taught her the Tao, and this ancestor was the closest person to her heart.

She once thought that this ancestor, whose appearance had not changed in the slightest in twenty years, would always be by her side.

Later, her deeds increased day by day, and she finally knew what her ancestors meant when they said that they didn't have to practice anymore, and finally understood that there is always a difference in the long life of life.

On that day, twenty-year-old Wei Jingya burst into tears and stepped into the realm of supernatural powers.

Last year, the ancestor who had not been out of Fengshan Mountain for 20 years suddenly said that she wanted to see this world again, and she accompanied the ancestor out of Fengshan.

The old man took her to see the Sanqing Hall above the high heavens, the barbaric wells in the depths of the Southern Wilderness, the Shura Sea in the desert outside the Guan, and the Holy Buddha Palace in the Qingyuan Snow Region. They have seen the ethereal East Penglai, West Kunlun, Shizong Dongtian, and the Four Great Demon Domains on the mountain, as well as the prosperous and busy coastal buildings, dream casinos, aviation bases, and the capital of all nations.

In the end, the old man still has to look at people, to see the people who are becoming the protagonists of this world, and to see the people who may be able to follow in his footsteps many years later.

So he took Wei Jingya to the Nirvana Demon Domain to see the Phantom Phoenix Demon Maiden who was born with five-colored divine light, and then went to the Tianli Division to see the blood-colored and heavy-pupiled demon fetus, and then Zhang Weixu, the sword immortal who was in Luofu's retreat and participated in the sword, Wen Rang, a student who studied hard in the Liangjing Academy, a Shura heir who trained his muscles and bones in the blood river, and a reincarnated Buddha who traveled around the world overseas...... In the end, it was this Xiao Er who told him that he didn't have to watch anymore.

The old man has seen all the scenes to be seen, has seen all the people to see, and has no concern for this world, so he is leaving.

Not to return, but to ascend.

Now this Erjiazi is the year when the spirit of heaven and earth is flourishing again, but since the co-rule forty years ago, there is only one person who has risen and gone from the rainbow Zheng Wangzhen.

But next year, there will be a second person.

The old man's name is Wei Shan, and he himself is a high mountain that has not been seen in the world's cultivation world for a hundred years.

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Xiao Er walked back to his residence, and it was late at night.

The streets are lit up, supermarkets are open 24 hours, song halls are noisy, and wild cats are crowing in garbage cans, greeting teenagers returning home at night as usual.

But there is a difference.

In the cold wind, a short-haired girl wrapped in an overcoat stomped her feet in front of Xiao Er's door, waiting for him to return.

"Ah Lian!"

The moment she saw that familiar figure, she was as painful and tired as ice and snow in summer, and all of it dissipated away, Xiao Er ran to her and grabbed her hand.

The girl looked at him as he did her.

It's been four months since the last time we met, and the lights are dim, and the two are speechless for a while.

After a while, Wen Lian looked at Xiao Er's embarrassed appearance, and sneered: "Why haven't you seen you for a few months, you are miserable like this?"

"I was calculated, two hard battles, and I was just ruined and injured. Xiao Er shook his head, opened the door, and led her in.

"Listening to what you said, I want to hug you and cry for a while. ”

After she finished speaking, she really hugged Xiao Er, leaned her head on his shoulder, and there was a faint fragrance in her hair.

Just when Xiao Er was about to hug her with her backhand, she pushed Xiao Er away, hugged her shoulders and smiled: "Tell me what's going on, according to our original plan, if you keep the immortal pen to practice, you should enter the realm of divine power, and then I will participate in this year's Qingsheng Festival to win the championship, and then enter the supernatural power, you can start the second step of our plan, and now you are a lot behind." ”

Xiao Er touched her nose, but her temper hadn't changed at all.

"You may not ......believe it when you say it," Xiao Er, who swore to her back then, was a little embarrassed at this time, and pressed her shoulder to let her sit down at the desk, "My Liuxian pen, which has been practiced for three years, only took one afternoon, and then lost it in the evening." ”

Wen Liandai raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Er blankly: "This ...... Is it a joke?"

Xiao Er took two steps back, sat on the bed, looked at her with sincere eyes, and shook his head.

"Hahaha......" Wen Lian, the closed disciple of the Kunlun head of the real person, laughed without the image of a fairy, leaned forward and closed, and the flowers and branches trembled, "Oh, you can also encounter this kind of thing, you are really ...... It's so cute...... Hahaha......"

Xiao Er's face darkened: "Eldest sister, I'm so miserable, can you respect my mood." ”

"Okay......" Wen Lian suppressed his smile, looking like a lady, "Then I want to ask you what kind of mood you were in at that time?"

Xiao Er rolled his eyes: "It's probably like taking out a loan to buy a Mercedes-Benz, and before you leave the store, you leak oil, and then you are told to change the engine...... That kind of mood. ”

"I understand the feeling of beeping the dog. ”

"I said, have you been in the Kunlun School for the past ten years?"

"Yes, yes, I have also compiled all the cultivation sects in the cultivation world, why don't I carry it on my back and listen to it?" Kunlun Luofu Lingguan Sect Yantai Temple Lushan Courtyard Lixia Dingyang Yunlu Palace Liangjing Academy Holy Buddha Palace ......"

"I'll you!"

From childhood to adulthood, her temperament is like this, he has been walking in the world for ten years, she has been cultivating in Kunlun for ten years, and her temperament is divided, but it is still a match made in heaven.