The dazzling blue light flashed in the sky of Chang'an, and the entire sky was covered, and he was in a cold sweat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon the blue light dissipated, and the sky turned back to dusk, leaving only the panicked people of the city.

Mo Chen didn't hear the words of Qingxu Zhenren, looked up at the sky, and said with a surprised expression: "What about the people chasing us?"

Qingxu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it has something to do with that blue light." ”

Mo Chen nodded: "Could that light be some kind of magical power of the immortals?"

Silence.

Mo Chen consciously lost his words, so he continued to walk forward with Qingxu on his back.

There were fewer people to chase and kill, and Mo Chen also relaxed.

Qingxu nodded. A child who had just met, seeing that he was in trouble, had no complaints about helping him, thinking of this Qingxu and looking at Mo Chen with a smile: "Xiaoyou, aren't you tired of walking with me on your back for so long?"

Mo Chen shook his head: "Of course I'm tired, how can I not be tired after walking for so long?"

Qingxu was a little surprised and asked: "Old Taoist, you walk briskly, and you look at the taste of some Jianghu people, but you are obviously a Confucian student, how can you have anything to do with Jianghu people?"

Mo Chen said as he walked: "My family is a dart game, three generations of the family are working as dart masters, when I was a child, my father took me to practice a little, but when I was older, my father said that I should be from literature, so I came to Chang'an to study." ”

Qing nodded clearly, no wonder.

Mo Chen walked to a crowded place and asked Qingxu: "Senior, is that light just now the spell of the immortal master of Chang'an City?" Mo Chen had heard that there was an immortal with great powers in Chang'an City since he was a child, so he asked Qingxu about it

Qingxu nodded: "That's natural, the immortal master of Chang'an City used to be a little Taoist boy in Yunhua Gate, of course I know." ”

Yunhuamen, Mo Chen found a key word from Qingxu's mouth.

"Old immortal, is the Yunhua Gate in your mouth a place where immortals gather?" Mo Chen asked curiously.

Qingxu looked at Mo Chen with a smile and a word.

Mo Chen probably guessed Qingxu's expression and didn't speak.

Qingxu looked at Mo Chen and said slowly: "We are just people who seek immortals, and we are leaving immortals...... It's still far away. ”

Mo Chen was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Qingxu, and he saw that the old man's eyes were confused.

Qingxu continued: "Our so-called immortals are just the words of those vulgar people in the mortal world, and we are often called monks. ”

"Monk?" Mo Chen didn't know what he meant.

"We monks practice all kinds of Dharma Determination Immortal Techniques for the purpose of seeking immortality, and the purpose of this is to one day ascend to immortality...... The truly immortal monks are the immortals, we ...... But it's just going down that path. Qingxu looked at Mo Chen with a wry smile.

Mo Chen listened and said with some puzzlement: "I don't know much about this, is it difficult to become an immortal?"

Qingxu pointed to the sky: "Look at the sky, although there are countless floating clouds, but there are days when they dissipate, but the sky has always existed, this sky is immortals, and we monks are the floating clouds that dissipate at any time." ”

After listening to Qingxu's words, Mo Chen felt a little obscure, so he didn't say anything more, so he had to walk silently with his head down.

"Alas, what about immortals, when it comes to the real moment of life and death, they can abandon sentient beings and join the demons. Qingxu said and suddenly frowned.

Mo Chen felt that something was wrong: "Defect to the demons?

Qingxu shook his head, and said helplessly: "You are just a mortal, how can you know this? There are some things that you can't do, just like today, what if that person catches up?"

"This ......" Mo Chen was speechless, indeed, he was just a mortal, if it weren't for his luck today, he would have died at the hands of that black-robed Daoist, how could he ask about immortals?

"Dusty ......," a man's voice came from afar.

Mo Chen listened to this voice, and secretly said that it was not good, it was the sixth uncle who came.

Mo Chen's mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to Mo Chen, and his father was away for a long time, so the general daily necessities were sent by Mo Chen's sixth uncle every month.

Today is the day when the sixth uncle came, if it weren't for the fact that he saw the black-robed Taoist and thought it was an immortal, Mo Chen might have seen his sixth uncle a long time ago. Mo Chen secretly said that it was not good, he had been busy chasing the immortals just now, and he had forgotten about the sixth uncle, and now he was afraid that the sixth uncle had died in a hurry.

"Sixth uncle, sixth uncle, I'm here. Mo Chen roared loudly.

Many people on the street looked at Mo Chen, and Mo Chen was carrying an old man on his back, which was very eye-catching.

Mo Chen's sixth uncle seemed to hear Mo Chen's voice and gradually looked for it.

I saw a polite middle-aged man walking over, the man was dressed in a white robe, a long sword pinned to his waist, and a bun on his head, which felt like a Taoist immortal.

Mo Chen's sixth uncle looked at Mo Chen, and said with a little anger: "Where did you run away, this kid, the students of the academy don't know where you went, so they told me to wait for you, you are good, what are you doing here, let me find it!"

Mo Chen touched his nose and didn't speak.

At this time, Qingxu said to Mo Chen: "Little friend, put me down." ”

The sixth uncle leaned into Mo Chen's ear and whispered: "You kid, you have killed me in a hurry, I'll see how I clean you up later!" Then Mo Chen's sixth uncle looked at Qingxu, bowed with some surprise and said: "Senior, Mo Hua, the sixth master of the Xia Tianfan Dart Bureau." My nephew is still young, and I don't know how to offend the old man?"

Mo Chen was anxious, and just wanted to explain, Qingxu patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said, "Tianfan Dart Bureau? In the Lower Heaven Pavilion, the five elders were empty. ”

Mo Hua was shocked, "Tianji Pavilion, isn't that the legendary holy place of cultivation?"

Qingxu nodded, he was not surprised that Mo Hua knew this, after all, it was normal for the people in the dart game to know a lot.

"But what's wrong with the Dao chief, it looks like the injury is not light. Mo Hua looked at the emptiness behind Mo Chen slightly.

Qingxu listened and said: "I encountered an accident on the next road, and my strength was greatly reduced, and it was this little friend who came to the rescue, so I was proudly spared, there is nothing offensive or offensive." This little friend is my benefactor!" Qingxu said, but there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

Mo Hua hurriedly folded his hands when he heard this, and bowed to Qingxu: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." My nephew has been helpful since he was a child, and it is also my nephew's luck to be so lucky to meet the Taoist chief in such a place and give him a helping hand. The Taoist chief is well-informed, and I only hope that his nephew, who is not a weapon, will be able to help him. ”

Qingxu didn't speak, but looked at Mo Hua's eyes a little dazed after a while.

However, it didn't take long for Qingxu to return to normal, nodded and said: "This is natural, if it weren't for Mo Chen's little friend today, I'm afraid I would have died in this Chang'an City, and the grace of saving my life must be remembered in my heart." ”

Mo Chen looked at Mo Hua and touched his head embarrassedly, Mo Hua also looked at him with a smile, but Mo Chen didn't know that there was a trace of horror in the eyes of Qingxu behind him......