"Wu'er, you don't have to worry about me, hurry up to Kunlun Mountain. The elk's twilight face, no longer the old man with the bow waist before, was full of energy, leaned against the Fusang tree behind him, and said to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao, who was covered in dirt, still couldn't resist his handsome face.

Looking at the elk that had lost the Qi Xuan Meridian Gate, Lin Xiao picked him up and continued to walk forward, sweeping away, with a trace of golden Qi Xuan.

A purple light rushed to the position where they had just turned their backs to the Fusang tree in an instant.

At this time, Wang Rui's eyes were red, his sharpness was undiminished, and he waved the purple spear and stabbed at the Fusang tree.

......

Purple light enveloped the entire Kunlun Mountains, and the red-purple color collided and merged with the river like a turbid flood.

There is constantly purple and red qi, falling on the earth, originally because of the place where the heavenly veins lived, the scenery was beautiful, and the face became wrinkled in this way.

The gaps are imprinted on the beautiful scenery of Kunlun Mountain.

Like a dying old man.

A man dressed in copper coin clothes on the mountain peak, with a wave of his arm, the sky was purple and blue.

The old man in coarse clothes drooped downward in the air like a kite with a broken string.

One after another, the blue light qi entered the old man's body, turning into purple smoke and coming out of his limbs.

......

Wisps of white qi appeared in the twilight, constantly searching for something in the forest.

A blue light rushed straight to the center of the white aura in the bamboo forest.

In the thatched house, He Bai put Yang Kaimei on the bed, and Li'er fell asleep on the ground.

kicked the thigh of the grain, and there was an impatient breath in the hazy eyes.

Tiptoeing open the bamboo door, two figures came out, the shadows of the two looked tall and mighty against the background of the moonlight, and the tall man swept across the twilight sky with a white light, followed by a green luan.

A cyan color collided with a green luan and a white line.

The body that glowed with cyan light, like a kite with a broken string, fell in the twilight forest.

Bai Guang continued to want to fly forward, and Lu Luan followed.

......

Under the candlelight, a dignified face, a sturdy body, a long sword at his waist, and a gaze ahead.

A flash of white light appeared rapidly over the town.

In the small courtyard, a young Taoist leader slowly retreated with a lantern in his hand.

On the platform of the mountain peak, an old man ignored the pulse of Xuan Qi in front of him, held a brush, and wrote unknown words according to the hazy night light.

The young Taoist stepped up the blue brick steps to the Nanmu Gate, which was supposed to be closed at night, but now it was open.

On the door plaque, there are two words engraved "Wudang".

He blew out the lantern and picked up the candlestick that had been placed on the door frame and wrapped it flatly.

Without hesitation, he walked down the mountain.

The breeze gradually turned into a light and strong wind, and the Taoist hat on his head was blown down the mountain.

The white light stopped in mid-air, looking down at the crowd.

Two green streams from east to west, like dragonflies dotting water, fall to the roof of one room, and float to the roof of the other.

The young Taoist leader stepped down from the pavilion he had just left, and the man was still caressing the hilt of his sword.

Straddling the package to his arm, the Dao Leader asked, "I don't know, the Sword Sect still has unfinished business?"

"Are you a vein-cutting clan?" asked the middle-aged man without turning around, letting the gray hair blow through his ears.

The young Taoist didn't say anything, and stepped down the steps.

A private house faces Wudang Mountain, and two green luans are stagnant on the left and right sides of the room.

"Is the other party a sword master, Daddy?" asked the brown-clad Li'er from the beam of the tiled roof on the right.

The tiled house made a crea.....king sound, and the barn walked to the edge of the tiled house and carved the phoenix claws on the ground beam, and replied, "Li'er, I don't know why I always felt a little underestimated when I chose this name for you back then. ”

Holding the top of the beam with his hand, he sat in a tiled house, and looked at the mountain peak with a slight frown, and said, "Dad, I'll cover you later, you go first." ”

He Bai, who was floating in mid-air, looked at the mountain peak platform and stood, looking like an old man in an ancient style, Fang Li, with one stroke, a line of blue light appeared on the ground.

Yan Xiu drew his sword and tapped the green bricks of the court.

......

The herbs were supposed to have a strong medicinal taste, but a pillar of sandalwood was placed in the middle of the courtyard, and the sandalwood was burned in a small kiln.

The courtyard emitted bursts of fragrance, and the large medicine jar was like a jar, sandwiched together with a turbid fragrance.

In the center of the courtyard, a tent was erected, woven of silk.

In the middle is a small bed with a soft cotton cushion woven from a mixture of herbs.

It was the elk lying down, and Lin Xiao was sitting next to it.

The gate in the courtyard was smashed in an instant.

......

The purple-gold lotus flower reflected the small lotus flower that had long been dim in the lake.

Exquisite Qinglong sleeve pillar, phoenix sleeve pillar, small courtyard on the shore of the lake, an old man lying in the Qinglong small pavilion, an old man who has just stepped into the 60th year lying in the phoenix small pavilion.

A golden-colored aura of light swept directly to the flat edge of the attic from a distance.

A white light immediately came, and Qing Guo glanced at the wood spirit beside him, "This is the way of heaven you want?" said pointing to the purple-gold lotus flower.

"No, a body of cultivation, a body of enlightenment, the root of the lotus, the mystery of the heavenly path that is built, and the secret of the heavenly way. The wood spirit stroked the root of the lotus root and said.

Surprised to see his feet on the wood, Guoqing asked, "This is made of lotus flowers, so why can't I see it when I come in?"

"Back then, I only saw this Qingshui Liushan Tower once, or when I was double cultivating with Yan Xiu. ”

"Double cultivation?"

Looking at the eyes of the National Day, Mu Ling said disdainfully, "It's double cultivation, but it's not what you think, after all, we are the foundation of the same origin, there are three mysteries in the way of heaven, you are a mystery, He Bai is a mystery, and I am a mystery with Yan Xiu." When the vein of Xuan entered your body, you had already fainted. After cultivating for 30 years, the root of Qi Xuan, when the Xuan Xuan was realized, it appeared in the lake. ”

"Why, the two of them can enter the Qingshui Liushan Tower?"

"I don't know. ”

......

A white light slashed through the barn, and a painting appeared in front of He Bai in mid-air, looming from time to time.

The old man on the mountain peak platform made the pen like a steel knife, pierced the entire wooden board dozens of inches thick, and wrote an iron painting silver hook character "Ping", a little blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, turned into a ball of blue light, and flew to the north.

A golden-colored dragon was entrenched in the Xuanguang Heaven and Earth Mountains, and a man in a shirtless shirt rushed towards the golden dragon with a long sword in his hand.

......

The moonlight is hazy, the pond of the bamboo forest, the small stream flows slowly, the small fish falls asleep in the crack of the stone, a ball of blue light passes through the heavy wooden trees, stops on a stone, and even the waves are not shocked, the old man who hangs down his waist lightly clicks the stone and comes to the thatched house, under the moonlight, his face gradually sees clearly, the old man is Fang Li.

Fang Li, whose face was pale, muttered with tears in his eyes, "Lingsu, you are confused." ”

Sneaking into the thatched house, a minute later, he carried Yang Kaimei into a ball of blue light and walked towards the north and east.