"You're awake, nephew Lin. When the sun had risen outside the courtyard, the cliff that was cleaning up in the backyard of the house saw Lin Li, who had a fair face and a handsome face, walked out of the room.

"Good morning Uncle Lai, does Xuanqingmen have to get up so early every day?" Seeing that after Uncle Laiya finished sweeping the ground, he was fetching water next to the ancient well to prepare to flush the backyard, thinking that he might have to stay in Xuanqingmen in the future, Lin Liao hurriedly asked.

"Senior nephew, I don't know about other places, but in Xuanqing Mountain, Xuanshan Mountain, I have to get up early to do my homework. Sha Feng's morning class is purple qi from the east, so he usually has to get up early in the morning. "Put down the bucket and come to the cliff and face the forest.

"Oh, then Uncle Hui, can you take me and Kongye to visit Xuanqing Mountain together?" Maybe in the future, he will stay in the Xuanqing Gate, the second largest sect of this sect, Lin Liao thought that he would get to know the Xuanqing Gate well first, and then he would be able to adapt to this sect in the future. And thinking of the empty field that was still sleeping, he would feel bored when he thought about it, so he asked to come to the cliff.

"Okay, when Uncle Dao and you finish eating breakfast, we can go shopping together. After getting a response, Lin Liao got a bucket of well water by the well, washed up, and went out of the backyard.

After three poles in the sun, the sleepy little monk Kongye finally got up, and after eating breakfast, the flying cliff that had been agreed with the old monk and the idiot Taoist, the flying cliff waited for the two little ones to go out together.

Along the mountain road, one big and two small three people soon came to the Xuanqing Road, came here, the flying cliff pointed to the winding steps below and could not see clearly, and said: "Master Lin's nephew, Master Kong's nephew, this Xuanqing Road is the only avenue behind my Xuanqing Gate Mountain Gate, a total of more than 4,000 steps, divided into 7749 steps, the meaning is 'the avenue is fifty, Tianyan forty-nine, and this escaped one, is exactly what my generation of monks are seeking." ’”

The three of them went down the steps for a distance, and came to the sparkling lake that they saw last night, and Feiya pointed to the lake on the right that shimmered golden in the sunlight and said to the two little guys beside him, "The lakes on both sides of this Xuanqing Road are the two largest lakes in my Xuanqing Mountain Range, the one on the right is the Xuanqing Lake of my Xuanqing Mountain Xuanshan series, and the one on the left opposite side is the Qingshan Lake of the Qingshan Family." In terms of attributes, this Xuanhu Lake is yin, even if the lake is cold in the hot day, and the green lake on the other side is masculine, in the cold winter number nine days, the lake is also warm as spring. After saying that, Feiya took the two little ones to the edge of Xuanhu Lake, and tried to put their hands inside, Lin Liao and Kongye obviously felt that even though it was April now, the lake was still like a winter ice spring, soaked in the cold. At this time, there are many Xuanqing Sect Xuanshan disciples who are cultivating by the lake, or breathing and breathing at the Xuanhu Lake, or holding swords to contact, or teaming up with the same sect, among the weeping willows by the lake, feeding each other and practicing each other.

Just as Feiya was about to take the two little guys to Qinghu on the opposite side to have a look, a gorgeously dressed, wide, fat, and calm Taoist walked out from the dense willows on the side, and saw Feiya with two people who were obviously not from Xuanqingmen, and said loudly: "Feishi nephew, who are these two little people?"

When Feiya saw this slightly chubby Taoist, he immediately pulled Lin Liao and Kongye aside, and after staying away from the lake, he bowed down to the Taoist and saluted: "Feiya has seen the mountain master, these two teachers and nephews are the children of my Taoist uncle, they came to my Xuanqing Mountain yesterday, and they just took the two of them to visit my Xuanqing Mountain when they were free today." ”

"Oh, is it the person who was rumored to be out of the mountain at the beginning, and then he was expelled because of the demons?" asked the slightly chubby Taoist towards the flying cliff.

"Yes, Mountain Lord, this little novice is the disciple of Uncle Dao, and this young man is the old man of Uncle Dao. Yesterday came. ”

"Oh, these two are the descendants of Senior Brother Dao, let me see how the root bones are. After speaking, the chubby Taoist gestured to Feiya and said to the two teenagers, after Lin Liao and Kongye understood, the chubby Taoist stepped forward and grabbed one of Lin Li's and Kongye's hands with both hands, and then the chubby Taoist was angry for a while, and with a circle down, the chubby Taoist let go of the hands of the two and said to Feiya: "This little novice." The heart is pure, the eyes have wisdom roots, and the achievements in the Heavenly Burial Temple can be waiting. As for this fair-skinned young man, he didn't have the slightest spiritual breath in his body, as if he had not been able to induce qi into the Dao to cultivate. Strange..."After speaking, the chubby Taoist didn't ask anything else, but turned around and walked towards the bluestone road by the lake where the willows drooped.

"Uncle Fei, who is that chubby Taoist?" Seeing that the chubby Taoist was gone, the little monk with a puzzled face said.

"Little guy, that's the mountain master of my Xuanqing Mountain Xuanshan line, and he is a big man in my Xuanqing Gate. ”

"Then he took our hand and said what he said correctly?" Lin Li also came back to his senses, what the Daoist said, Lin Li had heard similar things before, but for him to say the words of the empty field, it was the first time to hear it, and he never realized that the little monk who had known each other for a long time was extremely talented, and his achievements could be expected in the future.

"Eh, Senior Nephew Lin, this slightly chubby Taoist is the mountain master of my Xuanshan family, and his cultivation realm is unpredictable, what he said should have some truth. Thinking about the evaluation of the mountain master in the door, Feiya was not quite sure.

Lin Li didn't ask Uncle Feiya any other questions, and the little monk Kongye didn't ask anything else, and the three of them then went to the Qinghu Lake on the side, indeed, the lake was quite warm. Compared with the Xuanhu Lake just now, there are many Xuanshan people cultivating by the lake, but at this time, on the shore of the Qinghu Lake, there are few people here, only far away by the lake, a fisherman wearing a hat and not knowing the age.

"Uncle Fei, why is there no one cultivating here by the Qinghu Lake?" Seeing that the Qinghu Lake was so cold, the little monk Kongye said strangely.

"It's... Empty nephew, in my Xuanqing Gate is divided into Xuanshan and Qingshan two systems, at present, my door is dominated by Xuanshan, emphasizing the Tao Law and ignoring foreign objects. The Qingshan family is the opposite, they only cultivate one qi and one sword, and the heavy sword method. The exercises are very different, so now there are many people in the Qingshan family, and there are not many people. That's why it's so deserted. Looking at Qinghu, which is as big as Xuanhu Lake, but there are few people, Feiya said in a low voice.

Just as the three of them were strolling along the green lake, the little monk broke a weeping willow and frolicked with the forest beside him on the lake water. The hat man who is fishing by the lake, his eyes are focused on looking at the lake, when the three people of Lin are about to arrive at the side, there is a sudden ripple in the lake, the angler wearing the hat is not anxious to pull up the fishing rod, but waiting for the ripples in the lake to be exhausted, will return to calm, the angler suddenly stood up, the bamboo pole in his hand waved violently, not far from the forest three people saw the lake suddenly flashed a trace of silver light, disappeared in an instant, and the angler on the lake, at this time, has closed the rod, the bamboo basket at the foot picked up, in addition to holding a purple bamboo pole in his hand, under the bamboo rod hook, there is also a big fish that is more than two feet long and jumping around。

"Silver thread and golden thread fishing green silk. Lin Li, who was watching this scene, unconsciously spit out these words. The angler who was reeling in the rod unexpectedly stopped what he was doing and looked curiously at this side.

"Flying Cliff, meet the seniors. Not far away, I could already see the angler's flying cliff and salute respectfully.

"Well, you're a disciple of the Evil Peak Shura?" his voice was hoarse and low. It resembles the ordinary gloomy face of an angler. This angler wearing a hat is full of wrinkles, compared to the wrinkles on the face of Zhang Xusheng, the old angler.

"Enlightening seniors, Shafeng Shura is the family teacher. ”

"Oh, it's the disciple of the boy Naleng, who is this fair-skinned young man?Little guy, how do you know that this silver thread and golden thread are fishing for green silk?" The old man looked curiously at the young man with a delicate and fair face two or three feet away.

"Tell my seniors, this young man is the descendant of my Taoist uncle of the Heavenly Burial Temple, and this time I came to Xuanqing to prepare to participate in the Heavenly Election Conference. Seeing the old angler looking at Lin with a curious face, Feiya explained respectfully.

"Well, little one, tell me what is the reason for this 'silver thread and golden thread fishing for green silk?'" said the old fisherman, as he removed a large white-scaled fish more than two feet long from the hook and put it into the bamboo basket.

"The younger generation saw from a classic book that the silver line and gold thread fishing green silk is a unique method of fishing for green silk and white scale flying carp. After the old man in front of him finished taking the big fish, he was looking at himself curiously, and Lin Lifang saw that Uncle Fei was so respectful, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he replied cautiously. Kongye, the little monk who was still playing on the side, also noticed something different, and directly threw a weeping willow branch to the lake, and quieted down beside Uncle Feiya.

"Yes, the little guy's knowledge is extraordinary, there are still few people in the Xuanqing Gate who know this, and even the few old guys who still exist today don't know that there are green silk and white-scaled flying carp in the Qinghu Lake of my Xuanqing Gate. Well, meeting is fate, the old decay looks at you pleasing to the eye, and this flying carp will keep you, little guy, and then. After speaking, the old angler directly threw the bamboo basket in his hand, and the force was controlled just right, Lin saw the flying bamboo basket, stretched out his right hand forward, and took the bamboo basket without much effort.

"Thank you, seniors. Taking the bamboo basket, Lin Liao respectfully thanked him, and the flying cliff on the side also saluted the old fisherman, while the little monk Kongye curiously stretched out his head to look at the bamboo basket in Lin Li's hand.

"Who thinks about the big dream, I know it in my life..."I don't care about the gratitude of the three of Lin, the old man who packed up everything, and then threw the bamboo basket to the forest, turned around directly, and walked towards the opposite side of the green lake, the old man stepped on the lake, and saw that the old man's cloth shoes had really stepped on the lake, but there was no trace of ripples, this strange picture, not only surprised Lin Li and the little monk Kongye, even if it was a flying cliff that was well cultivated, it was also dumbfounded.

It didn't take long for the old angler who had walked a few steps on the surface of Qinghu Lake to move away from the sight of Lin Li and the three of them, and then disappeared on the surface of the lake glowing with golden light.

"Fly... Uncle Fei, this old man is..."Looking at the old man whose figure suddenly disappeared on the surface of the golden lake, Lin asked with a stammer.

"This, I don't know much about this, I think it should be an elder of my Xuanqingmen Qingshan family. I belong to the Xuanshan family, and I don't have much contact with Qingshan, so I may know when my uncle goes back and asks your master. Regarding the situation in the picture just now, Fei Ya, who was quite unexpected, never knew the identity of the old man, so he could only answer so awkwardly.