On this day, Wutong Mountain, visitors from all directions.

They all heard the news and came to Wutong Mountain to visit the Taoist real Jiang Xiaobai's disciples.

There are famous disciples, and there are also idle clouds and wild cranes, all of whom want to visit this Taoist legend who is famous in Kyushu.

However, in the mountains, there was a sudden fog, blocking everyone out of the door, whether it was an innate supernatural or an acquired junior, they could only turn in circles in place.

They were frightened and sighed at the great supernatural powers of the Taoist real people, so they also retreated.

A fairy fate is not so easy to ask for.

On several occasions, however, several passages were vacated in the fog.

It's a visit from an old man I haven't seen for a long time.

There are three people in Shushan, two people in Emei, and four people in Confucianism, but there is a lack of old monks from Kongming, and there are two more unexpected ones.

Lei Zhenzi of the Eight Gates of Kyushu and another congenital, there was also this person in the East China Sea Demon Slaying Party at the beginning, after all, they represented the cultivation forces of the Kyushu world, Jiang Xiaobai took into account some things and let the two of them enter the mountain.

Soon after, the men descended the mountain and did not stay long on the mountain.

Several of them flew away after descending the mountain.

Three figures flew towards the 100,000 mountains.

It is the old man of the Shushan Sword Sect, Wei Ling, and the sword maniac.

The three of them had solemn expressions, obviously hearing something from Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai told them some of the information that the Seven Kings had told him on the mountain.

This piece of heaven and earth has been invaded by powerful cultivators from the outside world, lurking everywhere, and the crisis of the Dao Gate is also related to this group of people.

Moreover, in the future, more and more powerful beings will come, and then there will be chaos in this world.

When they heard these secrets, they all gasped in shock, their hearts were heavy, and they felt a huge pressure.

"Brother Xiaobai said that those existing cultivators are far beyond the current cultivation world, but they are limited by this heaven and earth, and they can't act too recklessly, but they can easily disrupt the order of this side, these thieves are not of the same mind as us, if they meet ....... in the future"

Wei Ling was a little worried about the development of the cultivation world in the future.

"Kill it!"

The sword maniac said coldly.

"You haven't cultivated the sword intent, and you are blowing any big words. ”

Wei Ling raised his eyebrows, and rolled his eyes upward.

"You two..."Old Man Wei shook his head, and then said with a slight brow:

"The old man is just worried about Jiang Daoyou now, he killed these beings as a real Taoist, and I don't know if he will attract revenge in the future. The old man felt that Jiang Daoyou had changed now, and when he spoke, he said that the higher he practiced, the more he would bear the burden of cause and effect, and he couldn't hide, I could see that he had something on his mind, and he didn't tell me. ”

After Old Man Wei finished speaking, he sighed.

"I don't know what my predecessors have experienced over the years, Ling'er vaguely remembers the heavy snow that day, that sentence of longevity is far away, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, but every time I see it, it is a person. ”

Wei Ling'er also felt it, and remembered the past, when she saw the true face of Little White Brother for the first time, it was snowing in June, and the world of White Dragon Demon Mountain changed greatly.

At that time, Jiang Xiaobai was idle and cloudy, and he was chic and floating, but now, he can't figure it out or see through it.

It seems that there are some things that he has to bear alone, and others can't help him, and he can't keep up with his powerlessness.

Could it be that this is the higher the cultivation goes, and the higher the place is unbearable?

"I will follow. ”

The sword maniac always says something inexplicable, but he is as serious as a tendon.

The three of them walked away and disappeared into the clouds.

In Wutong Mountain, in the small courtyard in the mountains, after Jiang Xiaobai sent away his old friend, he went down the mountain.

When the old friend came to see him, he was naturally happy in his heart, and he saw the changes of the old friend in the past few years, whether it was cultivation or temperament, and it made people feel a little helpless and emotional.

As the years go by, some things will change.

So is his friend, and so is he.

He went down the mountain by himself and came to the peach blossoms at the bottom of the mountain.

What had happened here before, he knew from the information Sun Mad had gathered before.

The chickens and dogs barked in the past, and the children laughed and laughed, but now they have disappeared in the years, leaving only lonely old houses.

The weeds are rising, the cobwebs are overgrown, and the people and things in the memory have become barren.

Jiang Xiaobai watched quietly, looking for the familiar aura that was vaguely remaining, and then swiped into the void, and a wave of water appeared in the void.

There are many images flashing in the water waves, changing one by one, and many familiar faces flickering in them.

The Xuanmen Water Mirror Technique, one of the few Taoist techniques that Jiang Xiaobai has mastered, because the village has been abandoned for too long, the breath collected is relatively mixed and chaotic, so it is like this.

He saw in the picture the person he wanted to see the most at the moment.

When he saw the familiar and unfamiliar old man, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes suddenly waved.

With a wave of one hand, he scattered the water mirror technique, and his body floated back to the mountain.

At dusk, a new village on the outskirts of Sanshui County.

Chen Qiang's family was serving food and busy dinner, ready to take advantage of the darkness to solve the evening.

It's a habit that has been cultivated in the mountains.

In the backyard, an old man lay quietly on a recliner, staring at the sky with dull eyes.

Just when a figure suddenly appeared in the backyard, standing in front of the demented old man.

"Old man Chen. ”

The visitor looked at this ancient old man who had taught him a lot of Hongchen wisdom, and his eyes were a little complicated, but he couldn't help but feel happy to be reunited after a long absence.

A smile on the corner of his lips.

At this moment, the demented Chen Lao's eyes burst with brilliance, his lips trembled, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Little... First.. Bear. ”

He always called Jiang Xiaobai like this, and he was also a relative and friend.

"Hey. ”

Jiang Xiaobai squatted down and picked up Old Chen's dry and trembling hand, and a stream of true qi slowly poured in, and he replied softly.

"Back... Coming, back... Here it comes.. Good. ”

The corners of Chen Lao's lips were unfavorable, and he said tremblingly, and his dull eyes gradually regained some clarity.

At this time, a man walked in from the front yard.

Chen Qiang was about to help his father go to dinner, but when he saw the man standing in the backyard, his eyes suddenly opened.

"Brother Jiang!"

He shouted.

The rest of the room rushed to the backyard when they heard the screaming.

Then I saw Jiang Xiaobai, who had set up a tombstone and said that he was dead, and his face was a little confused.

"Brother Qiang, sister-in-law, you go out first, I want to say a few words to the old man first. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and nodded, and said to them.

The family was stunned and didn't know what to say, but they exited the backyard first.

A few minutes later, only a sound came from the backyard.

"Old man, you have to live a long life!"

The voice seemed to come from out of the sky.

Then there was no movement.

When the Chen family rushed into the backyard, Jiang Xiaobai's figure was no longer visible in the backyard, and the old man Chen waved his hand to the sky, with tears in his old eyes, and he had already recovered a lot of energy.

"Take care. ”

But I saw a roll of white paper fluttering down from the air, with big characters of dragon and snake written on it-

"I am not dead, but dust and dust. ”

The Chen family's eyes were shocked, looking at the sky, their thoughts drifting away.

(The second one is sent, asking for tickets, shorter than the previous chapter, and it is ...... ）