Since leaving Linshan Town, along the way, every time he encounters difficulties and dangers, Xu Yan will think of the figure of the old Taoist.

Now that he learned that a wisp of the old Taoist priest's primordial spirit was in the Daofu, Xu Yan couldn't bear to see him.

He was afraid that if he saw it this time, he would never see it again.

Looking at the ordinary thatched house at the end of the Dao Mansion, Xu Yan was speechless for a long time.

"The old man must also want to see you, I have been cultivating in the Ancestral Hall for three hundred years, Fang broke through from the Yuan Infant to the Avatar, for three hundred years, the Master never spoke, just sat there quietly, motionless. ”

Recalling the first time he saw Shizun Yuanshen, Daozi shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Senior brother asked me to kowtow, I couldn't kneel for a long time, senior brother asked me to call people, so for three hundred years, I would greet Shizun every day, but unfortunately, the old man didn't say a word to me." ”

"At that time, I often wondered if I was a senior brother who accepted apprentices on behalf of my teacher, would my master be dissatisfied with me, a second disciple, and think that I was stupid and dull and couldn't become a great tool. ”

"Gradually, I found that Shizun was like a sculpture, and even for a while I was naughty and wanted to touch the old man's soul, but unfortunately I didn't dare. ”

"It wasn't until I came out of the hut and looked back at the old man for the last time that I suddenly realized that the master seemed to have a kind of expectation, which had not changed from the time I came to the time I left, as if he was waiting for someone. ”

"Now that I think about it, the person waiting for the old man should be you, let's go, you should go and meet the old man, since my senior brother brought me to the Taoist mansion, he has rarely been here. ”

Daozi's narration is his memory, and as he spoke, he looked at the corner of the thatched hut in the distance, where he could only see the top of the thatched hut, which looked a little gloomy.

Xu Yan never spoke, but nodded solemnly, raised his hand and put the thunderball floating in the air into the Qianji Mansion, and the thunderball was sealed with the souls of the three demon kings, which was of great use to him.

Bypassing the busy ice silk crabs, Xu Yan and Daozi came to the backyard of the Taoist mansion.

The thatched hut is surrounded by withered grass, standing alone in a corner of the Taoist mansion, although it is in the corner, in fact, this thatched hut is the core of the entire Taoist mansion.

The huge Taoist mansion was gradually built with the thatched hut as the center, forming a magnificent appearance in later generations, but 10,000 years ago, there was only a lonely thatched hut standing between heaven and earth, and the old man who also stood between heaven and earth.

With a sense of apprehension and expectation, Xu Yan pushed open the door of the house, there was candlelight in the house, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly.

The footsteps did not take a step, but hesitated, just like a homecoming wanderer wandering outside the door, for fear that when he walked in, what he saw was no longer his parents, but a cold tablet.

"Go, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

A gentle smile spread across Michiko's face, and he knew that the person that the old man's spirit was waiting for had arrived.

Taking steps, Xu Yan's mind was fluctuating, and he finally stepped into the thatched hut, as if stepping into the long-lost view of riding the clouds.

Behind him, the door slowly closed.

……

"Master, I'm back! I caught a big fish in the river, it must be delicious!"

The little Taoist priest with a basket on his back jumped into the Taoist temple, and in the dilapidated Taoist temple, there was an old Taoist priest who was always kind with a smile.

That year, the little Taoist priest was only six years old, and although his childhood was hard, he was very happy, because he had a family and the protection of the old Taoist priest.

He can play carefree, he doesn't know his vitality, he is in danger of being cut off all the time, and it is the old Taoist priest who let him survive at the cost of consuming his longevity.

He didn't know that it was the old Taoist priest who waited for him to have a fairly happy childhood, although he had no parents.

……

"I'll be back! If you kill my relatives, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

In that life, the little boy was six years old, and his childhood had just begun, and it was cruelly cut off by a sudden disaster.

The mansion of Yan disappeared, there was no living person in the Yan family, and the mansion that should have been full of laughter and laughter became full of blood, and the only surviving Yantong became a lone wolf wandering the world, and his heart was full of hatred.

Even if he became a monk, his cold-blooded heart was still wrapped in evil, and he couldn't see half of his good thoughts.

……

"I'm back, there is no evil cultivation in Dongzhou, nine hundred and seventy-three heads, piled up on the long street outside the Daofu. ”

A young man in a brocade robe, with the ability to fly to the sky, he is the senior brother of the Daofu, and he is also the Yantong who has changed his name to the sky, and the majesty of the Daofu, he wants to cast it with iron-blooded means.

But why are there some unjust souls mixed in that evil cult?

The inquiry from the old man made Yan Tongtian silent, and replied after a long time: "The one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black, and the grass must be eradicated, this is my means, if the master does not like it, I can be expelled from the Taoist mansion, Yan Tongtian will not blame the master, let alone hate, I will do what I say." ”

Those who are close to Zhu may not be red, and those who are close to ink may not be black, although the human heart is sinister, but there is a degree of moderation, the prodigal son turns back, why should he cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The old Taoist priest did not blame, but said what he had felt for many years, and he believed that although the disciples did not understand these truths now, they would understand them in the future.

"Maybe it's not red near Zhu, it's not black near ink, but if the grass is not rooted, it will definitely grow until it grows into a wilderness, and as long as a little spark can form a flame that burns the plain!"

"As a great disciple of the Daofu, there is nothing wrong with defending the glory of the Daofu with iron-blooded means! I say that Tongtian can distort many truths in this life, and I can also compromise and seek perfection, but I will believe in the truth of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots!"

"Because I used to be the weed! When the Yan family was destroyed, they couldn't kill me, so they will all be exterminated by me before the Yan Mansion! I won't allow any other weeds like me to exist, and if they do, then they will even be uprooted. ”

"If the master thinks that my methods are cruel, if there is a chance in the future, I will find a naturally kind-hearted disciple for you to sit in the Taoist Mansion, so that your old man will no longer be embarrassed. ”

With a unique temper and cruel methods, as a great disciple of the Daofu, the existence of the Daoist Mansion is more like an anomaly, and the Daofu is also covered with a faint layer of sword light and blood.

The old Taoist priest is not a real body, he is just a soul left in the world, and this soul is getting weaker and weaker in the endless years.

But he still has an obsession, he doesn't want to see his disciple's indifferent and cruel appearance, but in fact, it is a sad heart beating.

So the old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life made his last wish in the face of the distant back.

"Life is long or short, at the beginning of people, all that is needed is warmth, and I hope that all children in the world will have a complete and beautiful childhood...... Since I accepted you as an apprentice, I will return you a childhood as complete as possible for the teacher......"

……

That year, the sky was dark, the strong man in the Nine Heavens fell, and the old man in the thatched hut opened his eyes that he had not opened for many years.

A soft sigh came from the old man's mouth.

A streamer of light rushed out from the top of the old man's head.

A big hand, scooped up from the icy water.

A period of time begins in a peaceful town.

A cause and effect was realized from the moment Xu Yan pushed open the wooden door.

A tear falls from the past life to this life......