Cangling Town, located at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, is named after the snow-white peaks that can be seen in all seasons. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info At the time of the Duanyang Tong Festival, every house in Cangling Town was full of lights, laughter, and a lively scene. A figure with a medicine basket on his back hurried through the alley, quickly disappearing into a grove of trees near the town. "Master, Master! I'm back......" shouted and shouted, and the ten-year-old boy in a green shirt rushed through a nondescript medicine house in the woods. Although this is a medicine house, it seems to be dilapidated for a long time, and the bamboo fence next to the door is also sparse, and only the herbs dried in the courtyard still exude a bitter taste. In front of the door of the medicine house, there is a broken couplet plaque, and the handwriting is faintly visible - the left book "can cure physical diseases", the right side writes "it is difficult to save mortal hearts", and the horizontal criticism is "no immortals". In the middle of the house sat an old man in a long robe, his hair was scattered, and his eyes were dull, as if he had done something. "Master, today is Duanyang, and the town is full of lanterns, it's so lively!" The child gasped and said, "Look at you," he said and pulled the old man, "This is the cinnabar wine and Ai Hu sent to Aunt Wang, who treated his child last time, I look at Xiaoyan, Xiaoma and their families are all hung up, and they also draw a forehead, you can also draw one for me!" Hee-hee". The old man looked at the child's innocent smile and clear eyes, and was suddenly stunned, as if there was anger in his eyes again, "Yun'er, Duanyang is your tenth birthday, why are you still so naughty...... Ay...... Come here, ......" he dipped his finger in cinnabar wine and drew the word "king" on the child's forehead, "Are you done?" The old man nodded, "Oh~~~" The child happily slipped away and ran away again. Looking at the figure of the child entering, the old man let out a long breath, "Have you been ten years......

At this time, in the streets and alleys of Cangling Town, men and women, old and young, were crowded with people. And in the abandoned land temple, the children also played with laughter. "Let's play 'Dancing Zhong Kui'!" One of the children at the head said, "Okay, good, I'll play Zhong Kui, I'll play Zhong Kui......" "I'll play me!" No, no, you pretend to be a ghost......" At this time, the previous cloth child ran in and pointed to his forehead, "Look, I also drew my forehead, let's play together......" The child pouted, "It's okay to play, but you have to play as a ghost, by the way, what's your name?" My name is Yan Qiyun, and if you pretend to be a ghost, you will play a ghost!" Oooh...... Descend the little ghost~~···" The children are chasing after me, and they are familiar with each other in an instant......

Yan Qiyun pretended to be a little ghost and hid in the Land Temple, running and running, "dang" to the ground, not knowing what he hit and fell to the ground. "Ouch......" Yan Qiyun subconsciously called out, and when he came back to his senses, he rubbed his buttocks, and when he looked up, it turned out to be a great monk who didn't know where he came from. The great monk is plain and straight, wears a large string of relics on his neck, has a ring scar on his head, and is meditating with his eyes closed, looking like a wandering monk. Yan Qiyu patted the ash on his buttocks, bowed to the master and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, Tofo Tofo ......" The big monk opened his eyes and saw that it was a child, and said with a smile: "The little donor is polite, the little donor is so reasonable at a young age, but it is a poor monk......" The monk's eyes swept over the child's face, and when he saw the rising demonic energy, he suddenly paused, "Who are you, child, what are you called, what are you doing?!" Yan Qi was taken aback by the master's attitude, and said tremblingly, "I...... My name is...... Yan Qiyun, on the edge of the town...... The grove lives and usually ...... Just help Master...... Do some medicine collection work...... "The monk seemed to come back to his senses, put his palm on his chest and said, "Good and good, the little donor, you and I meet is fate, it is fate, it is time for Duanyang, and the poor monk has something to give", said and took out a triangular talisman from his arms and handed it to Yanqiyun, "This is a talisman made by a poor monk, may the donor be auspicious, Amitabha Buddha ......." After that, continue to meditate and settle down...... Yan Qiyu took the talisman, and when he saw that the great monk closed his eyes again, he said thank you and retreated stupidly. At this time, there was a "crackling" thunder, and the raindrops of beans began to fall sparsely outside the temple......

With the roar of thunder, a black shadow crossed the sky and disappeared into the grove. The old man brushed the messy hair in front of him, shook his long shirt, and a sense of grandeur came out, "Red Fire Ghost, don't hide your head and tail when you come, hum!" Hahaha, the old man of the Yangming faction, his life is quite long~" As he spoke, a puff of black smoke drifted into the house from the window, and a middle-aged man with long red hair, a thick waist, and a pitch-black body appeared on the circle chair. The man carried a fire pattern wide knife on his back, with a murderous aura, "Tut-tut, the Yangming faction is also the number one cultivation sect in the rivers and lakes, who would have thought that their Elder Qi would be down, hahaha" Elder Qi stood with his hands in his hands: "Hahaha, aren't you the same, there is a sect but you don't dare to go back, the four seas are shaking~" There was a joke in his tone, listening to the red fire ghost is burst of fire, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu has been looking for ten years, Qi Lao'er, you don't want to escape from me again today, and obediently hand over the child!!" It's up to you to see if you have a life!" Without saying a word, Elder Qi pinched the trick in his hand, and a blue fairy sword was sacrificed out of thin air to the red-haired ghost, the red-haired ghost did not dare to slack off, his body flashed rapidly, and he took off to the air outside the house to avoid the fairy sword, his hands were sealed, and the dragon pattern wide knife on his back was suddenly divided into two, igniting a red firelight around him, and the raindrops turned into steam when he approached the fire knife, and the red fire ghost roared, "Go!" I saw that the fire dragon flew straight to the medicine house, and a blue light suddenly rose up, catching up with the double swords, and the momentum was not the slightest difference. Seeing the red blue light handing back and forth in the air, and the battle was deadlocked, Elder Qi thought to himself: Oh no, in the past ten years, the Red Fire Ghost Dao has improved a lot, and it seems that this battle is more auspicious...... At this moment, "Hmph, stinky old man, a lazy bone fights with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has not been busy in the past ten years!" Hand over the child quickly, or Lao Tzu wants you to look good!" Saying that, the Red Fire Ghost threw his hands empty, his eyes turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of essence blood towards the fire knife, and suddenly the red light was sheng, and he couldn't hold on to the blue light, "Master, Master!" A weak figure appeared in the grove, and their faces changed at the same time, the red-haired ghost had a grim expression, and a red light burst out; Elder Qi heard the change in color, and couldn't help but think about it, the sword finger in his left hand pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and the sword finger in his right hand supported his abdomen, and he actually sacrificed the natal heart sword, which was close to the red light, and the red mang's color decay was actually swallowed by the blue mang. The red-haired ghost didn't expect the old man to sacrifice his natal sword to fight regardless of his life, flew out 20 steps upside down, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell. And Elder Qi was pale and bloodless at this time, but he didn't stop shooting at Yan Qiyun for a moment, picking him up and speeding out......

Seeing the master standing in the air, the sword flying, Yan Qiyu was really startled, he curled up in the master's arms, he didn't dare to come out, and his head was a mess. Elder Qi destroyed the natal heart sword and now it is the end of the strong crossbow, he walked to the sky above the land temple and fell down due to the lack of immortal power, but he tried his last strength to hold up Yan Qiyun with the flying sword, and he "dang" hit the statue of the earth lord, bounced to the futon, and his consciousness was already blurred...... After Yan Qiyun landed, he rushed straight in front of the master, crying all the time, "Master, Master!" Master, wake up ......" still and moved, Yan Qiyun tears in his eyes, only to find that there was a person next to him, but it was the previous great monk, and suddenly seemed to grasp the life-saving straw: "Great monk, please save my master, save my master......" tears flowed uncontrollably, the monk's mood was extremely high, and he actually made Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing color, slowly opened his eyes, saw the person in front of him, and immediately sacrificed the Buddha beads on his chest, the swastika brilliance circulated on the beads, the monk recited the scriptures, and patted the chest of the elder with both hands...... Elder Qi, Elder Qi, wake up, ...... you wake up" The monk said, it turns out that the monk and the old man are old acquaintances. The old man slowly opened his eyes, saw the kind face in front of him, and laughed: "God has eyes, hahaha......" said a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, staining the futon red, and the monk said: "Don't be angry, time is running out." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master...... Poor...... Poor Road ...... I know that my fate is not long in coming, and there is one thing that is ...... Ask for each other, and return ...... I hope the master agrees!" The great monk didn't speak, nodded silently, and then passed over, and then his face changed slightly, and said: "Good, good, good, it turns out that the truth is so miserable, Elder Qi can rest assured, the poor monk will do his best!"

Elder Qi smiled, smiling so relievedly, as if he had never laughed in the past ten years...... He said, "Yun'er, Yun'er......" "Master, Master, Yun'er is here, Yun'er is here......" Yan Qiyun held the old man's hand and cried. Yun'er, Master has taught you literature and medicine over the years in the hope that you can cultivate your life and become a decent person in the future, but your fate is destined to be unfortunate...... Ahem...... But you promise me, you must always remember - there is no good and no disgusting body, there are good and malicious movements, knowing good and knowing evil is conscience, and doing evil for good is a thing. As he spoke, he took out an ink-colored ring and a star-shaped jade pendant from his arms, and said, "Take my jade pendant to the Yangming faction and say...... Say that you are my apprentice, and ask for a real person...... Take you in...... Ha ha...... I...... I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and everything ...... It's all ...... ...... in the ring," said Elder Qi and left with an elusive smile...... Only Yan Qiyun cried helplessly.

The fire exploded, and a roar shook the town: "Bad old man, come out for me!" The red-haired ghost charged his strength to turn around and chase after him, and after listening, the great monk immediately picked up Yan Qiyun with his right hand, and his left hand changed into a knot, pressing on the old man's body, and in an instant, the old man's body was slowly submerged by the firelight, turned into a little starlight, and disappeared into the dust...... "Master's ......" This huge change suddenly happened, and it was difficult for anyone to accept, and he didn't catch it in one breath, and Yan Qiyun suddenly fainted.

Taking advantage of the night, the master took Yan Qiyun to fade into the night, and ran towards Fengwu Mountain of the Yangming faction......

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