"Alas~" On the edge of a bonfire, a teenager looked directly at a small animal that was roasted golden on the shelf and sighed to himself: "Although there is no noise and prosperity of the city, it is not impossible to live, and it doesn't matter if you don't cultivate immortals." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" and continue to turn the handle so that the food on the rack is evenly heated.

Behind the boy is a stone house that is some years old, under the illumination of the bonfire, the rough cyan slate reflects the faint blue light, the figure of the young man squatting on the ground is stretched long, and the surrounding quiet environment makes the picture feel extremely lonely.

"Alas~"

Please note that the second sigh was not from a young man, but from the top of the Empty Fog Peak, an immortal wind dao bone, holding a whisk, and his face seemed to be from an old Taoist in his seventies. What's even more bizarre is that there is a golden rabbit squatting on Lao Dao's shoulder.

Looking at the extremely lonely picture at the foot of the mountain, he sighed helplessly, and also said to himself: "You give Lao Dao a chance, Lao Dao originally wanted to give you a creation, how can God make people, so you can only keep you safe for a lifetime." ”

The Empty Mist Peak of the Muyun Sword Sect, the peak is filled with clouds and mist all year round, and the vitality is sufficient, it is an excellent place for immortal cultivators, and it is also a symbol of identity and authority.

The head of the dustless Taoist body turned into a god and cultivated to be even more extreme, because of an encounter a year ago, leaving a dark disease on the right chest, cultivation has not been able to advance in recent years, and in desperation, he ran everywhere to find all kinds of genius treasures, peerless exercises, hoping to be cured.

The hard work paid off, and finally six years ago, in a small town in an ordinary person to spend the night, how could I because of the attack of a dark disease and afraid of alarming other people, in the middle of the night hiding in the firewood room to meditate, how to be found by an eight-year-old boy in the firewood room, raise his hand to make the immobilization method to fix it.

That's right, this eight-year-old boy is the boy at the foot of the Empty Fog Peak, the Dustless Daoist didn't think about it, the little boy didn't mean to be afraid, he just let out a loud startle, and said, "! It won't be a fixation technique!"

Just this sentence made the hearts of the dustless Dao people tighten, and the critical moment suddenly came like this, and the consequences can be imagined.

Yes, the Dustless Dao Man fainted.

"No!" The little boy was a little confused, looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, whose hair and beard were mostly white, and said to himself: "What's the situation?

As a result, the picture becomes that the child is fixed in an extremely obscene posture (you may imagine this posture casually), and an old Taoist who is over half a hundred years old faints to the ground with a big character.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when the child was a little dazed, a very soft chirping sound suddenly came from outside the firewood room.

At this time, the little boy suddenly lost his sleepiness, his eyes widened, and he said to himself: "Is this sister a human life? Finally, there is a place to stay, this ass is not hot yet, and this strange thing is connected today!"

Soon, through the crack in the door of the firewood room, a very small rabbit with a golden body crawled in.

"What the hell is this place?" the boy looked at the harmless rabbit.

What's even more weird is that this golden rabbit slowly crawled to Lao Dao's right chest and sniffed it.

"It's not going to be the rhythm of cannibalism, is it?" And began to imagine how a rabbit the size of a palm could gnaw an adult! Will it be swallowed directly or eaten separately? After thinking about it for a long time, forget it, don't care about these details, anyway, this old way must be over.

Sure enough, after half a cup of tea, the golden rabbit aimed at the right chest of the old man, and it went down in one bite.

"Well~~~~~~~~ "Just this bite, Lao Dao is like a chicken that has suddenly exploded, waking up!

With a "whoosh", the golden rabbit disappeared.

Dustless Dao people are unborn powers, how could the golden rabbit escape from his magic eyes, and he didn't chase after a faint white light was thrown out at hand, the most important thing at the moment was the place where he was bitten, and when he looked down, he found that the place where he was bitten was emitting a faint black smoke, and there was not a drop of blood. And felt a lot more relaxed all over his body, and began to meditate despite the stunned appearance of the child behind him.

A reality that is even more unacceptable to children is happening in front of their eyes.

"It can't be true, right? This old way is an immortal cultivator?" the little boy looked at the unacceptable reality in front of him, and was so stunned that he didn't want it. The heart said, "God, can we still play happily?" The child's brain quickly began to imagine infinitely.

"Do you want to ask this old Taoist to accept himself as a disciple? Even if you don't accept it, you have to get one or two magic weapons that fly to the sky and follow the earth, which can be considered improvised. However...... "a key problem arises when I think about it. Why did Lao Dao accept him?

It may be that the child's adaptability is very comparable, looking at the white light shining in front of him and steaming all over his body, Lao Dao is a little used to it, for him, since rabbits can turn into gold, why can't that person glow white and hot? Maybe that day you can see the big head goose with green onions sprinkled on its head and full of meat fragrance in front of him.

So, just now it was an old-fashioned big character lying on the ground, and the child's obscene fixing shape was a very weird picture, so now the picture is even more weird.

A child who was fixed and in a lewd posture, calmly looked at the old man in front of him who was glowing with white light, as if he was waiting for a meal, and the only thing that could be judged that this was not a picture of a child's supper was that there was no hunger on the child's face.

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