When the sun is scorching, the fiery red sun hangs in the sky like a furnace, and does not hesitate to sprinkle heat on the earth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's the hottest time of the year, and in such temperatures, the usually bustling streets are very deserted today.

The shouting and shouting that can be heard at any time every day is rarely heard today, and it can be said that the one who can still insist on going out of the stall in such weather is the one who really wants money and does not want to die.

On the side of the deserted street in Qingtai Town, there is a place that can be said to be unique and attracts people's attention.

On the edge of the street, a slender bamboo pole that has always been the thickness of his thumb is somehow inserted into the avenue paved with blue bricks, and on the top of the bamboo pole hangs a yellowed white cloth, on which are written "The iron mouth is straight off, and the word is a thousand gold".

Looking at these eight words, I'm afraid most people can judge what this person does, that's right, this person is a fortune teller!

On the edge of the bamboo pole, there was an old man in a cyan robe sitting cross-legged, the old man was about fifty years old, his hair was half white, he had a goatee, and he really gave people the appearance of a fairy wind and bones.

The old Taoist priest had been doing on the side of the road for more than half an hour, and he didn't move at all, only when someone stopped in front of him, he opened his eyes, and said lightly: "I Guan Mr. Yintang is black, it seems that he is full of bad luck, has everything been bad recently, do you need to count it?"

I have to say that the words of the old Taoist priest really make people have to associate it with the liars they usually see.

I have to say that there is no future in the profession of fortune telling, and there is no "way to make money", first of all, not to mention operating without a license, now they all advocate "atheism", in this remote town is okay, if it is in some metropolis, I am afraid that just put the stall out, it will be arrested by the police, and then convicted of spreading feudal superstition, I am afraid that the second half of my life can only be spent in prison.

And the most important point is that there is still a very dangerous factor in setting up a stall on the street, that is, the legendary chengguan! On the Internet, no one said: "Borrow me 3,000 chengguan and restore my mighty China!" This shows the great ability of chengguan.

However, this Taoist chief seems to be lucky, no one came to trouble all afternoon, and there are really a few people who asked this Taoist to calculate a few hexagrams, and these people finally left with a smile on their faces, and the Taoist chief seems to have a lot of benefits.

The afternoon passed unconsciously, and the originally blazing sun gradually disappeared into the distant sky.

At this time, the Taoist chief also packed up the things in front of him, put them in the cloth bag he carried, pulled out the bamboo pole beside him from the green bricks, and then walked north along the main street of the town.

In the north of this town is a small hill called Qingtai, Qingtai Town is also named for this, although Qingtai Mountain is not as continuous as some famous mountains and rivers, everywhere lofty mountains and mountains, strange forests and strange stones, but there are also more than 1,000 meters above sea level, the grass and trees on the mountain are luxuriant, a lush green.

The old Taoist priest walked on the mountain road on the green platform, here is inaccessible, usually no one comes at all, the old Taoist priest's steps are slow and leisurely, but it seems to be a few meters in a step, just like the legendary shrinkage of the ground into inches, a few dodges disappeared in the mountains and forests.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen, otherwise I am afraid that the next day this Qingtai Mountain will be used by a large number of police, experts, professors, researchers, etc., to search this place.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the old Taoist priest who had disappeared at the foot of the mountain had already appeared on the top of Qingtai Mountain, walking towards a lonely dilapidated Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist temple is not big, counting that there are only five rooms in the lobby, and the old Taoist priest walked straight to the second room behind the lobby.

The old Taoist priest opened the wooden door, the room was not big, it seemed a little dim in this evening, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy lying on the wooden bed, the young man looked at the mobile phone screen in his hand, and did not even raise his head and said lightly: "Finally back!"

Although he didn't look at the door, the boy knew that his master must have returned, and there were usually no guests here.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the dozens of power banks neatly placed on the table, and sighed: "I'm back, when did you come back, don't you have to go to class?"

Hearing the old Taoist's inquiry, the young man sat up and asked, "Master, it's July now, and we're already on summer vacation, so of course we don't have to go to class!"

The old Taoist priest patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Hehe, look at my memory, I actually forgot that you are on vacation now, Miao'er, how are you studying in school, do you have confidence in next year's college entrance examination?"

The young man pursed his lips and said, "Don't you know my grades, of course a little college entrance examination can be caught." ”

The old Taoist priest said with a smile on his face: "I believe what you say." ”

The young man looked the old Taoist priest up and down, and asked casually, "Master, where have you been these days?"

The old Taoist priest said with a little excitement: "Hehe, stinky boy, this time I found an ice spirit grass under the glacier in the extreme south, using this ice spirit grass as the main medicine, supplemented by purple heart flower, nine-leaf lingzhi, five-flower lotus, etc., I finally let me practice this purple heart barrier breaking pill, I believe that after you take this purple heart barrier breaking pill, you will definitely be able to cultivate in the future." ”

Hearing the words of the old Taoist, the young man also put away his carelessness, looked at the old Taoist priest seriously, and sighed: "Master, you know my situation best, even if you take the Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill, you may not be able to cultivate, why do you bother me so much!"

This young man's name is Han Miao, and he is the child that the old Taoist Han Yang picked up fifteen years ago, Han Yang calculated a hexagram for this child, and concluded that the child was short of water in the five elements, so he was named Han Miao.

According to Han Yang's words, Han Miao is a rare cultivation genius for a thousand years, but it is a pity that he was born in this era of the end of the law, if he was born a thousand years ago, he would definitely be able to soar into an immortal within a hundred years.

As the saying goes, "When God closes a door for you, it will open a window for you." And Han Miao is the opposite, and should say, "When God opens a window for you, he will definitely close a door." ”

Han Miao's talent is amazing, his roots and bones are amazing, he is an immortal genius who cultivates the truth, but he is a mediocre talent if he is not jealous of the sky, even though Han Miao's talent is amazing, but he was born with vein depression and cannot cultivate at all.

For this reason, Han Yang can be said to have tried his best, but in the end it was all in vain.

Don't look at Han Yang, he looks only about fifty years old, but his real age is already more than two hundred and thirty years old, and he has accepted an apprentice from Han Miao in the past two hundred years, which is extremely favored by Han Miao.

Han Yang looked at Han Miao with regret and said: "Miao'er, I feel that the heavenly catastrophe is approaching recently, I am afraid that the teacher will soar in a few days, and I am afraid that you will only live by yourself in the future, and you can't really rest assured that you can't cultivate as a teacher, and my Xuantian is passed down from one line to another, is it possible that this vein will be cut off when I become a teacher, this makes me go to the heavenly realm to face the ancestors of the past generations!"

Han Miao smiled happily and said: "Master, don't worry, although I can't cultivate, but with my ingenuity, I can definitely mix in this world, and although I can't cultivate, I have mastered all the Dao methods of our Xuantian Sect, and I will definitely pass on my Xuantian Dao Sect in the future." ”

"Hey!"

Han Yang sighed and said, "No matter what, you can eat this Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill first, and I will be here with you for the past few days before the teacher ascends." ”

Han Miao had no choice but to take the pill, and then circles of purple qi began to appear around Han Miao, and all the aura on the top of the mountain surged towards Han Miao, wrapping Han Miao, but after a while, all kinds of visions disappeared, and Han Miao's body did not change at all.

Han Miao was not surprised by such a result, while Han Yang was disappointed.

Han Miao looked at the master's disappointed expression and comforted: "Master, don't worry, there will be a turnaround in the future, the days of our master and apprentice getting along are numbered, let's be happy in the last few days!"

"Okay! Our master and apprentice will spend the last few days happily!"

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On the fifth night of Han Yang's return, Han Miao sat on the bed and meditated, although he couldn't cultivate, but he hadn't given up all these years, and he would meditate every night, hoping that one day he would have a turnaround, in order not to disappoint himself, let alone his master.

Today is the day of the full moon, and Han Miao, who was sitting on the bed, could still feel the bright moonlight, but suddenly the originally clear night sky began to be covered with dark clouds, blocking the moonlight, and Han Miao could feel the violent fluctuations in the aura between heaven and earth.

"Miao'er, the master is about to start the tribulation, you quickly retreat to a hundred meters away, so as not to be affected by the tribulation!"

Although Han Miao had never seen anyone else cross the tribulation, he knew the horror of the catastrophe, and the two of them hurriedly walked out of the house and ran into the distance.

At this time, the originally clear night sky was already full of clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed from time to time among the clouds.

Han Yang stood in the void with the dust whisk in his hand, the aura around him surged, and with a wave of his big hand, he had already set up a defensive array within a hundred meters.

A thick purple thunderbolt slashed down in the clouds, and Han Yang faced the thunder that was enough to change the color of heaven and earth, and his face remained unchanged, and he waved his right hand.

"Broken!"

As Han Yang shouted out the words, the thunder split from the sky was scattered out of thin air.

At the same time as Hanyang crossed the catastrophe, countless people in Qingtai Town walked out of their homes and looked at the top of Qingtai Mountain, their faces full of shock.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe walked out of a hidden cave somewhere in Kunlun Mountain, looked to the north, and said with emotion: "In this era of the end of the law, there are people who have crossed the catastrophe and ascended, I don't know that it is that Taoist friend, and his cultivation is so profound. ”

In a certain forest in the south, a ragged, beggar man suddenly flew out, he stood at the top of the forest, looked into the distance, and sighed: "There are people who have crossed the catastrophe, it seems that I have to work harder to cultivate!"

In a certain ancient temple in the deep mountains, the old monk who was originally meditating quietly suddenly opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and said: "I don't know who is crossing the catastrophe, but it is a pity that the poor monk does not know this person, it is really a big pity, I hope this person can successfully ascend, Amitabha!"

As the last of the world-destroying thunderbolts were dispersed by Han Yang, the original clouds scattered in the sky, and colorful light fell from the sky and fell on Han Yang's body, Han Yang's body gradually rose like a high sky, and the speed became faster and faster.

"Miao'er, cultivate hard, waiting for you in the heavenly realm as a teacher!"

After saying this, Han Yang turned into a red light and disappeared into the air.

Han Miao looked at the sky and got the red light, knowing that the master had successfully crossed the tribulation and ascended to the heavenly realm.

Han Yang walked towards the Taoist temple from a distance, looked at the originally familiar Taoist temple, and sighed: "It seems that I will be the only one in the future!"

Just when Han Miao was just thinking about returning to the house, he suddenly heard a loud click, Han Miao looked towards the sky, and saw that a thunderstorm suddenly appeared in the clear night sky, and this thunderstorm was thinking about Han Miao, who was looking up.

Before Han Miao could react, he was struck by the thunderstorm, and the last thought in his mind was "Isn't the thunder tribulation over?"

Then Han Miao disappeared, maybe she was gone, maybe she was gone, maybe she was ......