I only heard Elder Qinghe say: "This year is different from usual, recruiting disciples is the first thing to focus on understanding, so in line with the principle of preferring lack to excess, only recruit disciples who can completely memorize the heart method, so the six people here are very fortunate to be admitted." ”

After that, the six people in the audience cheered. But then a bucket of cold water flinched them. Elder Qinghe coughed and said, "But in the end, there is another condition, that is, the disciples who are willing to shave their hair enter the Inner Gate Tongtian Peak as true disciples, and those who do not want to shave their hair can only go to the other four peaks to practice as disciples of the outer gate." ”

After finishing speaking, the six people hesitated, Ji Chang and the other five were originally from the prince's important ministers, and they naturally did not feel cold about shaving their hair and practicing all their lives. But Cui Houqing is different, he has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and he has long had the idea of seeing through Hongchen, and immediately raised his hand to say that he wanted to shave his hair and practice.

Elder Qinghe looked at this somewhat stubborn young man and smiled with relief.

After the trial, Cui Houqing was taken to a courtyard to rest, Cui Houqing thought it was a sure thing, but he was temporarily told that the desert monk in charge of Qinglong Temple wanted to meet this disciple who was willing to give up all in person.

The breeze was like a promise, the starry sky was shining, Cui Houqing looked up at the sky, but he couldn't help but see three meteors descending on Tongtian Peak like thunder. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe that he seemed to see the shadow of his former playmate Lin Haoran in the meteor. Then he laughed and thought to himself, how could this be possible. So he turned around and closed the doors and windows, and went to bed.

I don't know how long it took for Cui Houqing to wake up suddenly, and her dream was full of hell and blood, demons and monsters, and it was terrifying. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and only then did he realize that he was in a strange place. I saw that this was an ordinary wing room, the two small windows had long been opened, and the furnishings in the room were simple and clean, with only a few pine tables and chairs, and teapots and cups.

Half of the room was occupied by several large pine beds connected together. There were six beds on it, and except for the one he was sleeping on now, the bedding on the other beds was also a little messy, as if someone had slept with it.

On the wall directly above the bed, there is a big letter: Buddha! The font is strong and powerful, and the skill is profound, but it is not just who wrote it.

It looks like an ordinary guest room in an inn, or a bedroom where several students live together.

Cui Houqing sat for a while, couldn't remember when he got here, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.

The door is hidden, and if there is a cold wind blowing in, it is cold.

Looking through the crack in the door, there is a hint of bright green and a hint of pink outside.

He held on to the handle, and with a squeak, the door opened, and a fresh and cold came to his face.

This is a small courtyard, and a few pines and cypresses are simply planted in the courtyard, and a few red trees are planted. Directly opposite was an archway, under which was connected a masonry corridor that stretched to the front of the house, and which connected the corridor to the room were several steps, above which sat a child, with his hands on his cheeks, sitting there motionless. Perhaps the sound of the door opening had alarmed him, and the boy hesitated for a moment and turned his head slowly.

Lin Haoran!

Cui Houqing's mouth opened wide, and there were thousands of questions in his heart, but the words turned silent.

The two children looked at each other speechlessly! In the distance, a few fresh birdsongs, the sky was blue, and the white clouds were blooming.

Cui Houqing also sat down next to him, looking at the pine and cypress in front of him in a daze.

In the small courtyard, there was silence!

I don't know how long it took before Cui Houqing spoke: "Why are you here?"

Lin Haoran said: "I passed the entrance trial, and the master Tianfang Dao brought me to see the world. After a pause, he said, "Last night, when you were asleep, a disciple of Qinglong Mountain came and brought us up the mountain. I woke up earlier than you, and the disciples all went to do their homework, so there was no one. ”

Cui Houqing said in a low voice: "Qinglong Mountain Tongtian Peak... Is that where the inner disciples cultivate?"

After a long time, Cui Houqing said: "You are here, does Uncle Lin know?"

"Hmm!" Lin Haoran said.

Cui Houqing said: "He must be very happy!"

Lin Haoran smiled and said, "My father burned three pillars of high incense at the portrait, kowtowed three times, and shouted the immortal bless!"

After a long time, Cui Houqing said blankly: "My father and mother will never see me again!"

Lin Haoran patted him on the shoulder and said, "Cui Houqing, let's go over the past!"

Before he could say more, he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice from outside the arch, saying, "Are you both awake?"

The two looked at the same time, and saw a monk in a white robe appear outside the courtyard, with the three characters of Qinglong Temple printed on his chest, exactly the same as Bai Sheng in the past, with a white face and quite heroic.

He walked in quickly and said, "It just so happens that Uncle Shi wants to see you, so let me go!"

Cui Houqing and Lin Haoran glanced at each other, stood up, and Lin Haoran said, "Yes, please ask this big brother to lead us!"

The white-robed monk glanced at them and said, "Then you come with me!"

Following the monk, the two of them went out of this courtyard, and what appeared in front of them was a larger curved corridor, with nine curves and eighteen bends, all of which were paved with bricks and stones. The cloister is lined with gray pillars every two or three zhang apart, and there is an identical arch between each two pillars, and there is also a courtyard where the arches meet.

As they walked down the corridor, they found that each yard was almost quite the size of the yard, and the furnishings were basically similar, with either a few pots of flowers or a few pine trees. It seems that this is the place where the disciples of Qinglong Mountain live and rest. Cui Houqing looked around, and saw that this courtyard was undulating with the terrain, extending to a high place, probably no less than hundreds, which showed that there were many disciples of Qinglong Mountain.

After a while, they came to the end of the corridor, and they were greeted by a large bamboo forest, the forest was light in the clouds, and a few paths were hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest, winding and secluded, leading to the dark depths.

Walk through the bamboo forest close to a white wall, in front of the front stands a side of the main gate, the gate is about five zhang wide, about ten zhang high, almost look up. There are four big blue characters in the book: Ethereal Immortal Garden. The sun shines on it!

Stepping through the main gate, the two children held their breath at the same time, watching all this in disbelief.

This is almost a legendary wonderland!

The main hall is built by the best Nanmu, the momentum is magnificent, solemn and heavy! The door is wide open, and the light inside is abundant!

At this time, in the main hall against the wall, a statue of the god is enshrined, holding a fragment and looking up to meditate, but I don't know which god it is. There is a wide sitting bed in front of the offering platform, an old man, wearing a dark green long-distance run, embroidered with a Buddhist character pattern on his chest, majestic and majestic, sitting on it, it is the Qinglongshan sect in charge of teaching real desert monks. There are two chairs on the left and right, and on each chair there is also an elder in a green robe sitting on it, with a serious face, not angry and arrogant, it seems that it is not under the door of Qinglong Temple. There are dozens of people standing behind the four seats, both of them are moral, and it seems that they are not under the Qinglong Mountain Gate.

At this time, the people in the temple were talking, as if they were talking about something.

led Cui Houqing and Lin Haoran's Tsing Yi monk to robes outside the door, and said respectfully: "Master, uncles, disciple Master Liu Yan was ordered to put the two young..." The desert monk was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and then was relieved, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Cui Houqing's eyes flashed with pain, and he lowered his head silently.

The desert monk cleared his throat, waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the peak master who stood up sat down again.

"Master Liu Yan, do you have a clue about the traces of your junior brother Bai Sheng?" The desert monk lightly placed the jade pendant in his hand on the coffee table next to him, and let out a crisp sound of "dangchang". There was also a gray fairy sword there at this time, which was Bai Sheng's.

Master Liu Yan took two steps forward and said respectfully: "Master Master, the disciple was ordered to pursue Senior Brother Bai Sheng yesterday, and soon the clue was broken, and in the place where he disappeared, Lin Haoran was found, holding the jade plate recommended by the junior brother. ”

The desert monk nodded, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes, and said, "You two come forward to speak." ”

Lin Haoran's mind was more delicate, and he glanced at the people in the hall, and saw that most of the people in the audience were wearing Qinglong Temple clothes, some men and women, some Taoist and some vulgar. Most of them have blades on their bodies, and most of them are long swords.

Among them, the four people sitting on the chair are even more outstanding and outstanding. Among these five people, there are two customs and one custom, especially the one sitting on the bed in the middle, who is the Buddha bone fairy wind, and naturally the famous Qinglong Mountain Sect is the real desert monk.

Lin Haoran didn't say much at the moment, pulled Cui Houqing, ran to the five people, knelt down in front of the desert monk, and kowtowed.

The desert monk nodded his head and said, "Okay, you guys get up!"

Then he said, "Have you seen the owner of this jade plate?"

Lin Haoran glanced at Cui Houqing and said, "Yes, immortal." ”

"Then where did he go, did you hear him mention it?" a hint of joy flashed across the desert monk's face.

"He... He..."Lin Haoran gently tugged at Cui Houqing.

Cui Houqing glanced at Lin Haoran, thought of Bai Sheng's words before he died, and said, "He gave us the jade plate and left, without mentioning where he was going." ”

The desert monk said, "In what direction did he go?"

Cui Houqing said: "He went to the south. ”

"South..."The desert monk raised his head and looked south, frowning, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said: "Master Liu Yan"

The Tsing Yi Taoist robe stepped forward and said, "Yes"

"That's it for today, and continue to look south early tomorrow morning!"

"Yes, Master. Master Liu Yan stepped forward and stepped aside.

"Okay, now let's talk about the two of you!" said the desert monk with a smile on his brows.

"Why did he give you this jade plaque?"

Lin Haoran said: "We told him that we wanted to join the Bishan Sect, so..."

The desert monk glanced at the audience and said with a smile: "Oh, Cui Houqing, you want to enter my Qinglong Mountain, tell me why?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but smile on their faces, and then their eyes fell on Cui Houqing.

Cui Houqing was at a young age, facing world-famous masters such as desert monks, he still spoke in an orderly and well-organized manner, and this calmness was far better than that of ordinary children, but this qualification was much worse.

The figures who can serve as the heads of the four sects are naturally the top figures in the Qinglong Mountain faction, and the top figures in the world's sects are naturally the top figures in this world who cultivate the true Tao. Everyone present looked at each other like torches, and at this time they all said in their hearts: "What a good child!"

Cui Houqing raised his head and opened his mouth to say that he had worshiped Master Qiushui as his teacher. But suddenly thinking of Qiushui's entrustment before leaving, tears appeared in his eyes, and he quickly changed his words: "My father and mother were killed, and I want to practice for revenge." ”

The desert monk smiled slightly, and when he saw Cui Houqing bowing his head and not saying a word, he said: "At a young age, how can you be so murderous? ”

The desert monk frowned, and said, "What a poor child, do you know who the enemy is?"

Cui Houqing seemed to be reminded, knelt forward and climbed two steps, his eyes were full of expectation, and said: "You are an immortal, you can know the past and the future, please tell me, who is the person who killed my father?"

The desert monk smiled slightly and said, "I don't know about this in the past and future, but this incident happened at the foot of Penglai Mountain, and it has something to do with the Bishan faction." After a pause, he said, "That's it! The hatred of killing relatives is not shared, you can concentrate on cultivation under my Qinglong Mountain Gate, and wait for time to investigate slowly." But between words, he promised to take him in.

The desert monk didn't speak, but he touched his hand to the jade plate and fairy sword on the coffee table, and a trace of imperceptible strangeness flashed in his eyes.