"You want to cultivate?!"

Zhou Zhou Xian put down his chopsticks, took a deep look at Jun's conscience, and corrected the color. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"With the vastness of the vast land of Shenzhou, there are many strange people and strange people in the world, so the cultivation of the law is varied, all different, but there are sects between each other, the difference between good and evil, the view of the portal from it, intrigue and even fighting and killing, in all of them, in the present world, the righteous path is prosperous, the evil demons retreat, the Central Plains is beautiful, the popularity is prosperous, the products are abundant, and it is firmly occupied by the decent families, especially the 'Qingyunmen', 'Tianyin Temple' and 'Incense Valley' as the three pillars, which are the leaders. ”

Jun Wenxin didn't expect Zhou Zhou Xian to really understand the matter of cultivating immortals, and at this moment, listening to him slowly, his words turned out to be the Tao, which opened up a new world for him, and Zhou Zhou Xian paused, and he urged: "Then where can I go to find these sects? ”

Zhou Zhou Xian took a sip of water, stroked his beard, shook his head, and continued: "Tianyin Temple, a group of monks, seeing that you are so handsome, don't go;

"Qingyunmen ......"

Jun Wen muttered in his heart, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, I really don't know how strong the head of the world will be.

However, when it came to Qingyunmen, Zhou Xian's eyes flickered slightly, but Jun Wenxin didn't notice it.

"Qingyun has a long history, the school has been created for more than 2,000 years, for the first of the two ways of good and evil today, and today, Qingyun disciples nearly 1,000 people, masters such as clouds, prestige, and the head of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, Gong Shen Creation, transcendent into the sainthood, is the world's first-class peerless figures, Qingyun disciples, walking in the world, mostly to subdue demons and eliminate demons as their own responsibility, the idea of good and evil is clear, and Qingyunmen's cultivation method 'Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao' is also famous in the world, you can consider worshipping under the Qingyun Gate. ”

Zhou Zhou Xian glanced at Jun's inquisitive heart, and frowned: This kid, with a bright eye and a good mind, is said to be a person with the best qualifications, but why does this qualification seem to me to be commonplace? And looking at it, there is a hazy feeling, is someone helping him cover up his qualifications? But since he wants to cultivate, why does he hide his peerless appearance?

"Qingyunmen ......"

Jun Wen was still repeating the name in his heart, and after carefully weighing it for a moment, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Heyang City is located in the south of Qingyun Mountain, and Qingyun Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, presumably this Qingyun Gate is among them?"

Zhou Zhou Xian took a mouthful of food, nodded, and said: "Yes, Qingyun Mountain has seven peaks at the highest, towering into the clouds, on weekdays, I only see white clouds surrounding the mountainside, I don't know the true face of the mountaintop, you can go to the highest peak Tongtian Peak to find, Qingyunmen Changmen lives in the main peak Tongtian Peak Qingyun View, it is a center of gravity, and Qingyun Mountain is densely forested, waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, there are many, the scenery is dangerous and strange, the world is famous, it is a good place to travel. ”

"Seeing that the seniors are so familiar with Qingyunmen, why don't you ask the seniors to take me there?"

Jun's eyes lit up.

"Don't go, don't go, don't ......"

Zhou Zhou Xian hurriedly shook his head: "My old man still has to travel all over the mountains and rivers, and I don't have time to go to Qingyunmen." ”

"Qingyun Mountain is densely forested, waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, there are many in all, the scenery is dangerous and strange, the world is famous, it is a good place to travel. Jun Wenxin immediately repeated what Zhou Zhou Xian had just said.

"Don't hit my old man's idea, it's just two words: don't go!"

Zhou Zhou Xian, shook his head resolutely, what are you kidding, I am the thirteenth generation descendant of Qingyunzi, and I have gone to Qingyunmen, in case I am discovered, I will not be locked up by them for hundreds of years! You must know that the current Qingyunmen head Dao Xuan Zhenren is only the seventeenth generation of descendants, who can bear the sudden appearance of a person with a very high rank on his head? Besides, this person does not have the corresponding strength......

Not long after, on the streets of Heyang City, the voices of old and young negotiating came in a steady stream.

"Do you want to go?" asked Jun inquisitively.

"Don't go!" Zhou Zhou Xian held the "Immortal Guiding the Way" in his hand, and his expression was very determined.

"Ten taels of silver!" Jun took out the silver and began to lure.

"One hundred taels won't go!" Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head vigorously, still firm.

"Really not going?" Jun asked whether he was still willing to give up, and he tugged on Zhou Xian's sleeve.

"I won't go even if I die!" Zhou Zhou Xian dragged Jun Wenxin and continued to walk forward, looking non-negotiable.

“……”

Jun Wenxin frowned, sighed, very helpless, I wanted to find someone to lead, but this Monday immortal oil and salt did not enter, that Qingyun Mountain stretched for more than a hundred miles, he went alone, and he didn't know the way, how long would it take to find to get to Qingyunmen?

Gradually, he was led away from the main street by Zhou Xian and into an alley.

This alley is very long, zigzag, the more people go inside, the fewer people there are, about half an hour, the two of them walked to the end of the alley, only to see that there is no crowd here, the reason is very simple, because this is a righteous village, but looking at this small righteous village door is broken, even half of the wooden door has fallen to the ground, the other half is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know if it was taken by someone to burn firewood.

Jun Wenxin walked up from the back door, looked at this Yizhuang, and asked curiously, "Do your predecessors live here?"

When Zhou Xian heard this, his footsteps staggered, and then he was furious, and said, "You annoying stinky boy only lives here!

After a pause in the voice, Jun Wenxin turned his head to look, but was surprised to find that this childlike and carefree old man suddenly fell into a depressed mood at this moment, his body was slightly rickety, the corners of his mouth trembled twice, his face was gloomy, and he walked in slowly, and a weak voice came:

"Boy, I'm going to pay tribute to my son, don't come with me, let me be quiet for a while, if it weren't for the death day of Xingyun, I wouldn't have returned to Heyang City, let alone approached Qingyun Mountain, so, Qingyunmen, you can go by yourself......"

His voice gradually disappeared into the depths of Yizhuang, and there seemed to be an echo.

Jun Wenxin felt a little unbearable in his heart, and was silent for a moment before turning around and leaving slowly.

"White-haired people send black-haired people, alas......"

……

On the slightly remote embankment, the breeze was blowing, the clothes were flying, and Jun Wenxin walked slowly, thinking carefully about the plan to find Qingyunmen.

At this moment, suddenly a staccato and crisp cry came from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw a little girl no more than two or three years old, dirty, lying on the side of the road, with a yellow face and thin muscles, dying of hunger, and even crying hoarsely.