A crystal clear soul villain, standing on the forehead of Ye Zifeng's "corpse", watching the silk moonlight fall, and the bright starlight, sprinkled on Ye Zifeng's "corpse", quietly repairing Ye Zifeng's damaged body. The silky moonlight, the slender starlight nourished Ye Zifeng's soul. Scenes from the past flashed in this silent aura of heaven and earth.

It was a warm spring afternoon, a Taoist who couldn't see the exact age led a child about three years old along the winding mountain path into the canyon, this is the old Taoist master and the three-year-old Ye Zifeng, the first thing the old Taoist did at home in the canyon was to strip the Ye Zifeng light, wash it again and again in the clear water pool in front of the door, and then put the Ye Zifeng on the abrupt bluestone, stared at the Ye Zifeng for a long time with half squinted eyes, and said: "It's okay, so be it!" ”

Ye Zifeng didn't cry or be afraid during the whole process, he just looked around curiously, looking at Lao Dao and everything around him, Lao Dao continued to say to himself: "What is it called, it's called Ye Zishan?" , let's call it Ye Zifeng, it's better. ”

In this way, Ye Zifeng had his own name, and when he grew up, he asked the old Taoist master more than once: "Is my surname Ye?" Is it really surnamed Ye? Master, are you also surnamed Ye? ”

Whenever this time the old Taoist said impatiently: "I don't know what your surname is, I also forgot what my surname is, what should be my surname, what is not what is not surname, what is there to ask, you don't want to be surnamed Ye, you can be surnamed Hua, surnamed Shui." ”

"You don't know what my last name is? Then why do you let my surname Ye and not let me surname Hua and Shui? Whenever this happens, Ye Zifeng will ask rhetorically.

"Because you were picked up by me at the foot of Ye Zifeng Mountain, I will call you Ye Zifeng, do you still call you a dog and a cat?" Lao Dao rolled his eyes and said.

At this time, Ye Zifeng knew why he was called Ye Zifeng, but he didn't know what the old Taoist master was until Ye Zifeng was sixteen years old, and left the canyon to study in the city. Ye Zifeng didn't know who the old Taoist master was, where he came from, and where he went, the old Taoist master had always been a mystery in Ye Zifeng's heart, and he was an omnipotent fan.

Since that spring afternoon, there have been more loud endorsements and the sound of practicing in the canyon. Ye Zifeng has a good memory, and he can memorize the knowledge of the old Taoist master, from modern learning knowledge, to the seemingly useless "Daozang General Outline" or "Shaking the Dragon Sutra", etc., can be written down one by one, especially the fist and foot kung fu passed down by the old Taoist to strengthen the body can be practiced in the slightest, just meditating for an hour at the meridian every day, because there is no progress day after day and frustrated, he asked the old Taoist master more than once, "What kind of exercises and mantras are these, nothing is useless, master, Don't you often say that if you don't practice boxing, you won't be able to practice until you're old? ”

The old Taoist master just said coldly: "Work will come naturally". So Ye Zifeng insisted on meditating tenaciously at noon every day under the pressure of the old Taoist master, and later it became a habit, and he would feel refreshed after meditating every time, but that's all.

Time passed day by day, Ye Zifeng gradually grew into a teenager, until the summer of sixteen years old, the old Taoist master came back after staying outside the canyon for three days, took out an admission notice and handed it to Ye Zifeng, at this time Ye Zifeng was sixteen years old, one meter eight tall, beige skin, sunny and handsome, when Ye Zifeng held the admission notice of Xiang University of Science and Technology, he knew that he was going to leave the old Taoist master and leave this home where he had lived for more than ten years.

On the night when they were about to leave home, the old Taoist master and Ye Zifeng sat on the bluestone in front of the door, looking at the familiar valley, the wooden house, the woods, the clear water pool, and those beloved flowers and plants and muttered: "It's time, it's time to go out for a walk." It's time for you to go out and have a look, Zifeng, you've grown up. ”

Facing the muttering old Taoist master, Ye Zifeng was speechless, for so many years, the farthest place Ye Zifeng has been to is the village outside the canyon, deep in his heart he really wants to go out and see, the world is very big, in the eyes of a teenager, it is like the stars and moon tonight, full of mystery and temptation. But leaving the home where he has lived for many years and the old Taoist master who has been facing each other day and night has an indescribable parting. An inexplicable emotion was spreading, this night, Ye Zifeng quickly settled down, and in the meditation, he seemed to see the old Taoist master drifting away in the pale morning light.

"There is a mixture of things, and they are born from nature. Lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth. ”

"I don't know its name, the strong word is called the way, and the strong word is called big."

Ye Zifeng woke up in the recitation of the old Taoist master.

Ye Zifeng by the Xiangshui River also woke up in the recitation of the old Taoist master.

Ye Zifeng, who woke up, lay quietly, he didn't feel the pain in his body, but felt that his body was full of strength, and the feeling of his body was also very sensitive, and even he could feel that there were fish jumping out of the water in Xiangshui, and there were spring insects sneaking in the grass and trees in the mountains, and the starlight and moonlight were still clear, but there was no wind and clouds just now. At this time, Ye Zifeng did not have the ability to discover that there was a villain emitting a glowing light in his sea of consciousness, it was a spirit villain who had been absorbing the aura of the starlight and moon flowers this night, a "Ye Zifeng" formed by a spirit body.

Ye Zifeng stood up and looked back at the Xiangke University behind the mountain, and the path leading to the Xiangke University.

Yesterday he was invited by Lei Xiaoyu to come, and finally encountered their siege here, although Ye Zifeng resisted stubbornly, but it was not the opponent of the members of the city boxing team called by Lei Xiaoyu, these team members have won awards in the national competition on behalf of Xiang City, and in the end, Ye Zifeng felt that the fists and feet that fell on him were to kill him, Ye Zifeng knew Lei Xiaoyu's background, his father was the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Xiang City, if Ye Zifeng died like this, they could get away with it under the control of Lei Xiaoyu's father.

"You want me to die, I'm not dead now, then you just wait" Ye Zifeng said loudly in his heart.

Ye Zifeng went to the Xiangshui River to clean the dirt on his body, and at this time, Ye Zifeng was surprised to find that there was no wound on his body, it was as good as ever, and the original beige skin became more crystalline, with a unique temperament, and there was more calm and calm between his eyebrows and eyes.

After Ye Zifeng finished cleaning, he found his tattered clothes that were discarded by Lei Xiaoyu and them, covered his shame, and returned to school along the path.