"Maoqing, for the teacher, we want to build a Qingyun Temple on this Qingyun Mountain, we don't have to wander around anymore!" The gray-bearded Jade Xuandao man held the dust whisk in his hand and looked at the child who had just arrived at his waist with a smile.

"Master has traveled so many places, but he chose this place, it seems that this must be a good place to practice!" The immature voice sounded crisply, not knowing the wind and the moon, and not staining the mortal dust.

Yu Xuan looked down at Mao Qing, rubbed his head with his big hand, and for some reason there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes! "Hao Qing, from today onwards, would it be good for you to follow the teacher to practice spells?"

"Doesn't Master often say, 'Virtue comes first, force comes second'? The so-called self-cultivation first cultivates the mind, and the mind is undetermined and the force is achieved first, doesn't it bury hidden dangers by itself, and it violates the original intention of Taoism to cultivate immortals? The immature voice was reasonable, and Yu Xuan had to shake his head and do it!

Yu Xuan pointed to the lush Qingyun Mountain in front of him and said softly, "Perhaps, your Dao is here!" ”

"Here?" The child's clear eyes followed Yu Xuan's gaze at the deserted mountain, silent.

"Master, let's not go in!" A cold voice shouted hurriedly behind the two, but the mountain and the man had drifted away.

"Mao Qing, you don't want to practice martial arts, you don't force it to be a teacher, since the day of the museum, you need to go to the spring halfway up the Qingyun Mountain every day, fetch water to worship the ancestors, wash away the dust and troubles for the pilgrims, so as to establish merit." The jade xuan on the futon closed his eyes and explained, and the half-tall child bowed down and replied, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

Mao Qing hesitated and didn't dare to raise his feet, that familiar back door. It seems that there are still traces of wooden nails from that day. He just opened this door and ushered in the dead Zhirao, and Ayin, who alternated between hot and cold.

The wooden door kept the sound out of the nightmare, but the bloody breath came in endlessly, engulfing the entire brain.

"Zhirao, Zhirao!"

"You're human? Then I'm human too? The sound of laughter like silver bells resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Haoqing, Maoqing, do you remember, is it okay to bring me osmanthus cake tomorrow, okay?"

"Clear. Clear. You promised me to take good care of her and not let her suffer the same things as I did. Good no good. Good no good? ”

Red eyes. Covered in blood, Ayin, who was dressed in white lining, looked straight over, frightened. With helplessness. Next to her stood Zhirao, who was also covered in blood, painfully holding the blue belt in her hand, and her eyes as clear as spring water, with unwillingness and reluctance!

"Zhirao! Zhirao! ”

The picture suddenly rippled, as if a quiet basin of water had been collided by an external force.

"What do you have to do with Zhirao!" A hurried question sounded behind Shui Bo, anxious and crazy longing, "Say, what is the relationship between you and Zhirao?" Qingyun Temple, Qingyun Mountain! Yes, yes, it must be right, it must be right! ”

The mist disappeared abruptly, as if someone had forcibly pulled it away. Hao Qing woke up from the sharp pain in his chest, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of big eyes like copper bells coming over inquiringly.

Mao Qing almost subconsciously raised his fist and smashed it, and two screams of pain sounded at the same time.

"Oops!"

"Hmm!"

The former is an old man who covers his eyes, and the latter is a clear wound.

"Qingqing, are you okay? Does it still hurt? Ayin wore the oversized lake-blue coat and hurriedly pounced. Mao Qing was slightly stunned, but his palm preceded his consciousness and pushed Ah Yin away an arm's length.

"Ayin, I'm fine!"

"Hmph, it's okay fart!" The old man rubbed his bruised eyes and shouted angrily, "You kid is really strange, you desperately saved this girl who is not a demon or a demon, and now people are shouting at you, and you are showing a picture of rejecting people thousands of miles away!" What are you doing, pretending to be high! ”

"What did you say about that old man?" Ah Yin crossed his waist and scolded, "My senior brother is this kind of character, when will it be your turn to point fingers and talk nonsense." Who are you? ”

The old man asked incredulously, "What did you say?" He's your big brother? ”

"He's not, are you? Idiot! Ayin pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

The old man looked at Mao Qing up and down, and Mao Qing was not annoyed, the people who had just woken up from the nightmare were basically empty in their heads. He struggled to stand up on his own, and Jiang Xiaoyu beside him almost instinctively hugged him!

"Boy, let me ask you, why do you know this martial arts? Who is your master? ”

"Why do you want to sue you for the name of the little master!" Ah Yin immediately stood in front of Mao Qing, and shouted fiercely with his waist crossed.

"Your ancestor? His master? Is he still your big brother? Lao Dao slapped his head vigorously and asked impatiently, "What kind of messy relationship is this?" ”

"Family teacher Yuxuan is a real person! I was offended just now, and I hope my predecessors will forgive me! "Haoqing pushed Jiang Xiaoyu away, pulled Ayin aside, put one hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully." Qingyun Guan Qingqing, I have seen my predecessors! ”

The old man was immediately happy to see his teeth and eyes, raised his hand to help him, and replied, "You are a good baby, it seems that you are destined for me, your master's name is Yuxuan, and my senior brother is also called Yuxuan, if it weren't for that guy being a short-lived ghost, I would really think that you were his apprentice!" But it doesn't matter, your kung fu is somewhat similar to my Shushan faction, maybe your master's master also worshiped under the Shushan faction! So if you calculate it, the two of us are in the same door! This cannibalism is subject to the rules of the door! I see that you are still young, and you are definitely not my elder, so let's do it, I will do the rules on my behalf! This old man is crazy and illogical, and his behavior is even more formless, jumping up and down like a monkey, and at this moment he is staring at Mao Qing's arm with a thief, rubbing his chin and answering himself: "Well, what is the punishment?" Oh, you have just held a sword in your right hand and punched me with your right hand, so cut off your right hand as a punishment! ”

After that, he looked at everyone with a look of "I'm very tolerant, don't thank me".

"What? Want to chop off Qingqing's right hand? Ah Yin reacted and immediately jumped to his feet and shouted, "You ugly people see people evil, flowers see flowers decay, and dead people will vomit when they see it. You're really putting gold on your face. In the past, the master felt that the master was the thickest-skinned and most narcissistic person in the world. When I see you today, I understand what it means to 'there are people outside the sky', and this cheek is about to catch up with the city wall! I think you should be cheeky directly, how loud and shocking it is to shout! ”

"You, you, you"

"What are you, if it weren't for my senior brother being injured, you, a little monkey cub with no two catties of meat, would have beaten him? Master, I can destroy you in minutes! ”

"You, you still destroy me! I haven't confiscated it from you, and you still want to destroy me! Lao Dao was so angry that his hair was about to explode, and he took out the wooden sword behind his back and slashed at Ah Yin, but he was waved away by Mao Qing.

This action tore at the wound, and the beads of sweat on his forehead had already risen densely, and Ayinden was distressed.

"Jiang Xiaoyu, you are a dead man! Is it fun to stand there as a pillar? Ayin shouted with help to Qingqing.

Jiang Xiaoyu shrugged helplessly, "Grandma, I really can't help!" ”

"Hmph, count your kid acquaintance, in addition to the old way me in this formation, only this half-dead kid can still jump a few times!" The old thief approached Mao Qing and Ah Yin awkwardly, "A person who cultivates immortals is protecting a little monster who is neither human nor demonic, boy, this deal is not cost-effective!" ”

"It's not a good deal, so how about we talk about another deal?" Mao Qing pulled Ayin behind him, with a long and jade body, neither humble nor arrogant! (To be continued.) )