Sanqing Daomen doesn't know why, in the past few months, they have stopped all the dirty things, even if a big buyer comes to the door, they will ignore it.

It should have been a big deal, and it should have been scared by everyone in Yifandao.

It is said that ten days ago, the head of the pure heart Taoist six gods returned to the mountain, and without saying a word to anyone, he locked himself in the attic, and has not gone out since.

Three days later, a rare and earth-shattering snowfall fell on the southern mountains, above Lu Peak, and in the misty snow, the shadows of two people slowly left.

A girl like a snowflake, covered with crystal clear snowflakes, fell on her (shēn) one by one, melting crystal clear snow droplets, running down her long eyelashes, down his cheeks, and slowly dripping on his chin.

Her beauty in the frost is unmatched, but what is even more curious is that she is still holding a man.

The man's shēn was blood, and he had long been unrecognizable, and the large and tender dark red blood (rou) was like the blood dyed red by the sparse snowflakes on the ground, and it was very frightening.

But what was surprising was that the man's eyes were extremely dull, and he was supported forward by the snowy woman, gradually leaving two traces on the snow.

One white, one blood-red.

It was also on this day that Chen Du, who was known as the reincarnation of the land of Hedao, returned to the Sanqing Daomen, but no one ever saw the shadow of him reappearing.

In the Zhangmen Palace (diàn), it is extremely magnificent, eight big pillars as beams, as if it can drag up the sky, the surroundings are spacious, there is a circular gossip map that is half an inch higher in the middle, and the four corners are placed with the Siding Dan furnace, constantly emitting light smoke, lingering in the whole palace (diàn), and the faint aroma refreshes people's hearts and lungs.

Directly in front, on top of several steps, there is a Taishi chair, and on the left and right, there are also four Taishi chairs, which are slightly shorter than the one in front of them.

At this moment, the Pure Heart Daoist was sitting upright on the Taishi chair, slowly opening his eyes, and quietly looking at a man and a woman kneeling on the ground under the stairs.

"Get up!" said the Pure Heart Daoist calmly.

The surrounding light was dim, and the candle flame was dancing slightly.

The two of them moved and stood up straight, the man's shēn (shēn) was tightly wrapped, with a silver mask on his face, only a pair of eyes with a strap were exposed, and the candle flame shadowed half of his (shēn) shadow in the darkness, half lit up red, and the plain eyes lit by the firelight under the mask were like death, unable to see.

The female (shēn) wears a light veil, and the tight (shēn) clothes outline the lines of her (shēn) body to the fullest, with a pale red placket on her face, and a pair of smart eyes as if they are also veiled, like a pool of stagnant water, calm and indifferent.

"Chen Du, do you know why this Sanqing (diàn) can stand for thousands of years without falling. Qingxin asked lightly.

"No, I don't know. ”

Chen Du under the silver mask, although he couldn't see any of his qg, those plain and red eyes, even if he glanced at it, could make people feel cold.

Yifan Taoist calmly explained: "Some people will definitely think that this palace (diàn) is magnificent and cleverly structured, and I don't know how many skilled craftsmen have been assembled to build it, and it is normal to stand for thousands of years.

In fact, they don't know that in the past thousand years, wars and natural disasters have continued, and people are like ants, and their lives are better than dogs (jiàn), let alone a house......

The reason why it can stand tall is because it is above this Lu Peak, because it belongs to the Sanqing Daomen, because we have the absolute strength to protect what we want to protect. ”

Chen Du listened quietly, and then nodded quietly.

The head of Qingxin continued: "Therefore, absolute power is everything is the truth, as long as you master the power, the three Qing Daomen will not fall for thousands of years, and these three Qings (diàn) are the most powerful witnesses. ”

Chen Du still nodded.

The head of Qingxin suddenly stood up and said impassionedly: "And now, we obviously don't have that kind of strength, we can't have the strength of the peak, how can we stand in this treacherous change, without the strength of the peak, how can we keep the foundation of our faction?"

Chen Du nodded for the third time.

For this bland reaction, the head of Qingxin is not absolutely unhappy, this apprentice he watched grow up with one hand, and also knows him very well, for him who is struggling to speak, nodding is often a better expression.

He had to admit that although Chen Du's talent was superhuman, it was indeed inferior to Hu Feng, but what could it be? Hu Feng was never as loyal as Chen Du, so Hu Feng's existence could only threaten Chen Du, and he should have suppressed Hu Feng all the time.

There is no doubt that Chen Dao will become the next head of the Sanqing Daomen, but at this moment, the idea of the head of the Qingxin has completely changed, Chen Dao's face is ruined, how can he sit in the position of the head of the sect? How can he act as the face of the Sanqing Daomen.

"Chen Du listened to the order. The head of Qingxin said loudly: "According to classical records, not long after, it will be Shuangxin Chong (ri), when the other world will come, so I am destined to enter the other world with Mo Huan to find the ultimate power." ”

The words of the head of Qingxin are unwavering, and I can't hear the slightest (qg) clue.

In the past few decades, with some filthy deeds, Sanqing Daomen has accumulated a lot of financial resources and contacts, and has already developed to an unprecedented powerful state.

Ever since he saw the supernatural powers of a mortal Taoist, his dream of becoming the true overlord of the world has gradually shattered.

He was not reconciled.

He tried to find a greater power.

After reading the ancient books for dozens of days, I finally found out the source of that power.

But ancient books record that no one who entered another world has ever returned, and he does not dare to take risks, and this most difficult task should be handed over to the most loyal and powerful people.

So he chose Chen Du, a chess piece that was about to be given up, if it can still be of some use, why not use it?

Chen Du listened to the impassioned words that the master had never had before, and there was a little more blood in his heart, and between nods, he said, "Certainly, certainly, but live up to Master's expectations." ”

The fire candle in the huge Sanqing (diàn) danced even more violently, as if it was about to be extinguished, and the green smoke emitted from the Dan furnace filled the entire big (diàn) that flickered brightly and darkly.

The shadows of a man and a woman gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The head of Qingxin sat back on the Taishi chair, and the flickering light lit up his calm face from time to time, and in the calm, he felt particularly fierce.

The Pure Heart Taoist who was sitting upright in the dark, for some reason, seemed to be sitting on a throne, looking down on the world.

"Do you really want to do this? You know, they make it out alive, and there's very little hope, almost zero. ”

A voice came from the darkness, and then a shadow (shēn) slowly appeared, a shadow as fat as a bucket (shēn), no need to look more, since you know that person's (shēn) share—a quiet Taoist.

The head of Qingxin slowly looked at the direction where the two disappeared just now, and said calmly: "As long as there is hope, you have to try, after all, the two outcasts are insignificant." ”

For the head of Qingxin, probably all people are like chess pieces, and the world is like a chessboard, even if it is an apprentice who grew up watching it, once it loses its proper role, it can also be abandoned by Chaowu (QG).

The silent sigh of the Qingjing Taoist on the side was undeniable.

Under the faint light, the two were silent for a long time.

The Pure Heart Daoist sighed again and asked, "I'm afraid that man is coming out, should we send someone to stop him?" ”

The head of Qingxin shook his head slightly, "No need, let him go, we can't stop him." ”

Qingjing Daoist sighed again and shook his head, his face sad.

......

......

In a cave between the peaks, a girl dressed in plain white (shēn) was sitting quietly with her eyes closed, and the dim sunlight shone into the cave, illuminating her white jade cheeks.

The girl was plain and white, and her small body sat on a black stone slab, and there was no trace of cowardice in her emblematic beauty, and her short jagged hair was like a dog's gnaw, but it was still difficult to hide her beauty.

The sun gradually rose until it hung high in the sky, and the snow outside spread the sunlight in all directions, and there was barely a ray of sunlight that clearly illuminated the girl's cheeks through the deep cave.

Slowly narrowed his gaze, and when he took a closer look, this girl was actually Xia Mobai.

The cold wind outside was wrapped in ice and snow and whistled towards the cave, and the sporadic snowflakes fluttered on Xia Mobai (shēn), but they could not shake her weak (shēn) body.

When I looked at it, I was surprised to find that Xia Mobai (shēn) exuded colorful fluorescence, invisibly discharging the cold wind, and the snowflakes fluttering one inch in front of him (shēn), the slightest shock (dàng), and finally turned into green smoke, and the psychedelic haze drifted away.

Through the faint green smoke, a pair of cold and transparent eyes slowly appeared in the blurred green smoke, a simple glance, as if it could freeze the ice and snow.

"Well, that's good. You can comprehend the exercises I taught you so quickly, and I don't know how much stronger it is than that pure-hearted old man. ”

A sound like a bell suddenly exploded in the deep cave, and when I heard the sound, the sound actually came from the cave next door.

In the cave next door, a heavy gate has long been rusted, the entrance is overgrown with weeds, and what is even more terrifying is that there is not a trace of sunlight (shè) into the cave.

An old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hun (shēn) was full of dust, it seemed that he had been sitting in this place for a hundred years, and he had long been integrated with the environment in the cave, if it weren't for the dust he had just spoken, he really wouldn't have known that there was a person in this cave.

Xia Mobai had come here a few months ago, but after coming here for a few days, he could hear the sound from the cave next door every night.

Soon she became acquainted with the old man, who didn't talk to her about anything, only about cultivation, and in just a few words, he heard that this old man was extraordinary.

I don't know why, this old man is very kind, and he just handed over his most proud exercises to her, and after a few months of practice, although Xia Mobai didn't feel that his cultivation was a big progress, his strength did grow a lot.

Therefore he worshipped this old man as his teacher.

"Master, when do you say I will be able to defeat the head of the pure heart. Xia Mobai asked calmly.

"Why are you asking this? I just praised you a few words, and you took it seriously? I didn't learn to walk, so I thought about how to fly first. The old man's voice did not have a (qg) thread, and he could not hear joy, anger and sorrow.

"I have to take him down, no, not him, but someone better than him. Xia Mobai's voice was also quite cold, but the thin (shēn) body and pale cheeks revealed a terrifying momentum.

"Well, this goal is good, you have been cultivating in this cave for ten or eight years now, it shouldn't be a problem to defeat him, but you are a little girl, I'm afraid you can't bear this loneliness. ”

"I can. Xia Mobai and he affirmed: "I will definitely be able to." ”

"Why did you want to bring him down, do you have any grudges with him?"

"There is no grudge, what I really want to defeat is the entire Sanqing Daomen, this filthy place that has been silent for thousands of years, and it is time for someone to sweep it. ”

Xia Mobai's words were extremely calm, as if he was stating some kind of truth.

After a while, there was a loud laugh from the cave next door, "I really didn't misread you...... However, Master leads you into the door, and cultivation depends on the individual, if you really have that kind of heart, then you can realize the Tao without distractions in this heart. ”

"Hmm. Xia Mobai nodded.

The snow outside was getting heavier, and the cold wind was getting stronger.

"I'm going to go on a long trip for my teacher, and I don't know when I'll be back. The old man said calmly: "I have been enlightened for a hundred years, and I have never dealt with people, but I didn't expect to meet you, a little doll, and I was reluctant to give up here." ”

The old man's vicissitudes of life never seem to have a (qg) clue in his voice, and there seems to be a little more concern at this moment.

"Where is Master going? ”

"If you go far, far away, you may never come back in this life. ”

"Why are you going?"

"For the sake of the Word of the heart. ”

Xia Mobai was stunned.

The old man slowly got up (shēn), and the dust fell in pieces, and the dust that was attached to it shook violently, and the dust that was attached to it trembled violently, and they all fluttered outward, and his brown robe finally appeared, spotless.

The old man slowly walked forward, came to the huge iron gate, suddenly stopped, and said: "All the understandings of the teacher in this life have been handed over to you, I hope you can appreciate it well...... For the division is gone. ”

"Master, what's your name?" Xia Mobai hurriedly asked.

The old man didn't seem to have the meaning of answering, he quietly looked at the rusty and heavy gate, and said lightly: "If you still want to stop me, you couldn't stop it a hundred years ago, and a hundred years later, you can't stop it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man looked at him, and the heavy gate collapsed in an instant, turning into dots of iron filings, which fluttered one after another.

The door breaks through the snow into the cave.

The old man took a step slowly, and when he saw the gentlest light, he felt particularly dazzling, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes, and then drifted away like a wind and snow, and only one voice resounded between these peaks.

"Poor Dao Law, three lives. ”