Chapter I

Picking up orphans

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Spiritual cultivators are called 'Tao'.

Between the sea of stars, there is a big realm, named: Daokun Realm.

Seven hundred years ago, there was a mysterious demon sect in the Daokun realm, its sect master slaughtered hundreds of millions of innocent creatures in order to increase his own Taoism, and his sect disciples were bloodthirsty, sucking the brain marrow, eating human flesh, and all righteous monks, those who saw it would be punished!

The Demon Sect grew stronger day by day, rampant and arrogant, sweeping the entire Daokun Realm, and the five major sects in the realm decided to work together to destroy it!

Helplessly, the Demon Sect has already taken shape, its momentum is huge, and the five major sects can only fight with it under the combined force, and this stalemate has lasted for four hundred years.

Three hundred years ago, one of the five sects, the 'Lu Sword Gate' in charge, the real person of the ink sword, had a mysterious opportunity to step into the Xiao Realm in one fell swoop, and rushed into the Demon Sect by taking advantage of the divine beast Fire Lion of its town gate, killing the Demon Sect Master, the Demon Sect suddenly collapsed, and countless demons and evil cultivators scattered and fled everywhere, so far, the war that lasted for four hundred years was slowly extinguished, the Daokun realm was clear, and countless monks cheered and celebrated, and because of the emergence of a 'Xiao Realm' power, everyone praised it, saying: The cultivator is about to appear!

In the past three hundred years, the large and small sects of the Daokun realm have emerged one after another, among which there are many talented young cultivators, and the five major sects are even more talented, elites, only sighing, it is true: the cultivator is prosperous!

In the continuous sea of clouds, among the mountains and mountains, there is a mountain that towers straight into the clouds, in spring, from a distance, the mountain glows with blue light, like a giant sword. In summer, when viewed from afar, the mountain is lush red and green, like a towering giant tree. In autumn, the mountain is as golden as blood, like a pole of blood and qi. In winter, the snowflakes fall all over the sky, wrapped in snow, the mountain is black and white blurred, connecting the heaven and the earth, it is really a Qiankun ink painting.

The world is said to be 'thousands of mortals seeking illusion immortals, the ancient road Kunmengyunlu' that mountain is - Lu Mountain!

In the early morning of winter, the cold wind is howling, the snow is bright, under the Lushan Mountain, looking from afar, the surrounding mountains and forests are densely covered with gray shadows flashing, and a group of black-robed figures are running quickly in it, which is mixed with the crying of babies, the sound of abuse of the big man, and ...... Behind them, the howling of wolves, and the dark holes in the snow, where people had stepped on, and wolves came from all sides to eat them.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that these black-robed figures are carrying one or two burdens in their hands, and the burdens are large and small, all of which are gray in color, and the sound of the baby's cry comes from the burden.

A black-robed man at the head was carrying two burdens in his hands, his eyes were rolling, looking at the surrounding wolves, and the rest of the more than a dozen black-robed people were waiting for this 'boss' to speak!

The wolves approached closer and closer, and the black-robed people slowly gathered, and one of the black-robed people looked at the surrounding wolves, his face was blue, and asked the black-robed man who was the leader:

"Big brother, what should we do? We can't run!"

The black-robed man at the head of the humane:

"Damn, after stealing so much blood, I thought I could improve my cultivation to the 'Condensation Stage', but I didn't expect to be targeted by these fox wolves, everyone threw out the blood materials in their hands to see if these animals could let us go. ”

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he took the lead in throwing out the two burdens in his hands, the baggage flew out, and the baby's cry resounded through the mountains and forests, and after landing in an instant, the four gray fox wolves pounced on the 'hiss~bluff~' for half a moment, and the blood overflowed in the fox wolf's mouth, and the four fox wolves tore back and forth, how could there be any baby crying, and some were just red scenes on the snow and flesh foaming.

A moment later, the black-robed man at the head shouted in all directions:

"Fox Wolf King, I'll give you the blood material in my hand, can you let us live?"

The wolves in the surrounding mountains and forests whined in low voices, all of them were about to pounce, as if they were waiting for orders.

"Whew~

In a trance, a wolf howl came from nowhere, and this howl shocked all directions, frightening several black-robed people to sit directly on the snow.

With a howl, the wolves pounced one after another, apparently not wanting to let go of these black delicacies.

The black-robed man at the head scolded:

"Livestock things, I don't know the depth, I have to inch in, and the brothers fight. ”

The battle between man and wolf began, and it was very spectacular to think about, but the fact is that the wolves rushed up, and the group of black-robed people did not resist much, they were torn apart, and their intestines were divided into four parts, and the scene was terrible and made people vomit.

When the wolves were eating, a ray of golden light flew from the sky, under the sword qi, the wolves whined and retreated, a white robe fluttered, and a young man suddenly appeared in the snow, this man had black hair and a shawl, wore a feather crown on his head, waved his left hand, and the stumps and flesh on the bloody ground seemed to be burned by fire, and the green smoke floated up, and after a while, the snow that was still bloody and blurry just now now could not see a trace, only the crying and screaming of the baby in the three burdens proved what happened here just now.

"These evil people have done evil, and now they are dying under evil retribution, which is also where the fate lies, and the poor dozens of babies have not seen the world, and they have already returned to Huangquan, but alas! The remaining three children are still alive, and they have done a good deed without losing my sword! Master will definitely not blame. ”

The blue light flashed in the hands of the white-robed feather-crowned man, and the three burdens on the snow suddenly disappeared, and the sound of the baby's crying was gone, and the golden light flashed.

Light and shadow are staggered, the winter is rising, less than three hours after the white-robed feather-crowned man left, under the sun, a loud cry sounded, under a sheltered slope, the bright eyes flashed in the gray baggage, the small face was bruised, the red nose was reflective, and the small mouth was open, it was a baby who had not yet been weaned, and the strange thing was that the baby's head was gray and not black, and it was not a normal child at all.

There was no half figure in the mountains, and the baby cried and cried for a while, thinking that it was tired, and it seemed to mumble a few words in its little mouth, and then closed its eyes again.

I don't know how long later, a pair of thin old hands covered and picked up the pale gray baggage, and the baby in it seemed to be aware of it, opened the bright ink beads, and saw the person who picked him up.

With a long gray face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a white beard, and gray hair, it turned out to be a bad old man.

The gray-haired old man smiled and hugged the burden, as if he was talking to a baby, and said:

"The little one is just like me, he's gray-haired, good!"

The gray-haired old man teased the baby, bent down and walked out of the forest, humming a small tune, leaving rows of footprints clearly visible.

……。

Since then, there is a pair of grandchildren in the small village under Lushan, the grandfather is called 'gray hair', and the grandson is called 'white hair', if others call the little grandson 'little gray hair', the gray-haired old man will be angry and say:

"What gray hair, obviously getting whiter and whiter, you are gray hair! My grandson is called 'white hair', you know?"

According to ordinary children, the gray-haired old man taught the gray-haired to learn literacy, know books and reason, and over time, the old and the young depended on each other for their lives, and they lived in the world.

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