Feng wolf dwells in Xu Mountain, because of the Western Han Dynasty Huo to go to the disease here to hold a sacrifice to the heavens and seal the ceremony is famous all over the world, here is not only a place name, but also has become one of the highest honors of the Central Plains national generals, and now there is a person living here, because of the Yuedan evaluation and the world's famous Qingxu Taoist - Xu Shao. When Huo Qubing was here to worship the sky, he witnessed the prosperity of the Central Plains, and now that the Han family has declined, the Central Plains is also falling apart, such a comparison is embarrassing.

At this time, the scenery on the top of the mountain is refreshing, and anyone who is troubled and sorrowful can also sweep away the heaviness of his heart in an instant by standing here. It is almost late winter, the cold air on the mountain is pressing, the light snow on the top of the mountain is sparsely falling, the top of the mountain is silvery white, like a dreamlike beauty, which makes people feel comfortable, and the pride in their hearts is also instantly stimulated. At this time, Yun Fei understood why the Qingxu Dao people chose to live in seclusion here.

There is a high waterfall hanging next to the stone house on the top of the mountain, Bai Lian goes straight down, there are thousands of troops and horses under the waterfall, and the rumbling sound is deafening. Under the waterfall is an unfathomable lake, which stands on the top of the mountain, blue like a piece of jade, which makes people look at the heart without distractions and clarify the world.

In contrast to the roaring waterfall, a thatched courtyard stands quietly by the lake, and a white stone house in the courtyard is very eye-catching. The courtyard in front of the stone house is surrounded by a fence, perhaps not taken care of often, some of the fences have collapsed under disrepair, some are full of unknown vines, and they look broken, but after being covered with snow, there is a kind of lonely beauty.

The roof of the stone house is covered with snow, the stone wall has been mottled, and on the top of the fence gate in front of the house, a simple wooden board is hung, which is engraved with the handwriting of "Qingxuguan", which has been blown by the wind and the sun is not very clear, but it still has the grace of calligraphy.

Dodging the sound of the waterfall, but there was no movement, Yun Fei raised his eyes and saw the courtyard, but there was no trace, not a single footprint, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, whether this Qingxu Dao person is here.

He watched it for a long time, and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone in the house, the junior Yunfei has been led by Fairy Qiong Yao, and he has come to meet the senior Qingxu Daoist!" His voice was very loud, and he shouted three times in a row without a response, so he had to stand there in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating.

"May I ask if the senior of the Qingxu Daoist is here?" Yun Fei continued to shout unwillingly, still without a hint of response, and made up his mind at the moment to go to explore first. He twisted his body and jumped into the courtyard, and his body was very elegant, and there was no trace of landing on the snow in the courtyard. He walked quickly to the door of the stone house, stretched out his hand to buckle the door, and as soon as he touched the door, suddenly a strong wind blew over, blowing the door open. The strange wind surprised Yun Fei, kicked his feet, and entered the room, shooting straight into the room like a swallow, clean and neat, extremely beautiful.

The room is a square space, with a bed leaning against the wall, and in the center is a table and cushion, on which there is only a teapot and tea set. On the other side of the window is a desk, stacked with a stack of books and pen and ink, and it is just that, very simple.

When his eyes fell on the bed, Yun Fei was not surprised, only to see a shriveled old man, lying on the bed, the light was dim so he didn't pay attention, the old man was dressed in green clothes, full of silver hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and his facial features were three-dimensional and very cold. I think that when I was young, I must have been a handsome and upright person, but now the old man's face is pale and frightening, without a trace of blood, like a dead man, very terrifying.

"What's the matter, is it ......" Yun Fei didn't dare to think about it, he hurriedly walked over, stretched out his hand to probe the old man's snort, his heart was cold, and then checked his chest, there was no movement, and he couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, he came here all the way, with great expectations, and before he could say a word to him, the old man passed away, even if he had no communication with the old man before, he was also sad, not his eyes were red, and tears rolled down.

Suddenly, he found that the old man's body was not yet stiff, and he should have just died, so he wanted to use his true qi to revive him. Yun Fei used his strength, slowly injected the true qi into the old man's body, the true qi reached the old man's body, his initial feeling was permeating everywhere, like sandalwood falling everywhere and could not enter the body, just after a while, he only felt that the true qi gradually gathered, directly penetrated into the old man's body, and gradually formed a force, this force became bigger and bigger, and finally did not need Yun Fei to exert force, the true qi was directly sucked by the old man's body, at first Yun Fei did not notice it, and thought that the old man had improved, but when he reacted, it was too late, The force was getting bigger and bigger, getting tighter and tighter, it felt like he was going to evacuate Yun Fei, and he sucked Yun Fei to death, and the true qi in his body was like opening a valve, rushing directly towards the old man, and Yun Fei couldn't control it when he wanted to take it back.

Yun Fei struggled hard, and saw that the old man's face gradually became rosy. But if it goes on like this, it won't be long before Yun Fei will be sucked dry by the Qingxu Dao people, and the power of the snow clam that he has finally obtained will probably have to be fully contributed to the old man in front of him. Just when he was flustered, he suddenly felt that his true qi began to flow back, and with his own true qi, there was a trace of unfamiliar true qi.

"Senior! Predecessor! Yun Fei struggled hard, but it was useless, he felt as if he was being controlled by the old man, at his mercy. Half an hour later, the strength of the two true qi was extremely large, and they met together for a while, rushing straight towards Yun Fei like a mountain and a sea, just when the two true qi rushed into the body, only to hear a bang, Yun Fei was bounced back a few steps in a row, until he held the back of the case to block the body and barely stabilized his body.

When he stabilized and looked at the old man again, the old man's originally pale face turned sallow, and he really looked like a dead man. Yunfei confirmed again and again that the old man had passed away, and he couldn't hold back anymore at the moment, and immediately cried loudly.

This cry is heartbreaking, the sky is dark, the situation is worse than when he broke into the battle in Qiong Yao Palace, the old man in front of him is his only hope, along the way he longed for how many times to meet, but he didn't expect to meet like this. It's just that the more I think about it, the more I cry, the more sad I feel, all kinds of grievances from childhood to adulthood have all surfaced, the loneliness of kneeling in Tao Qian's backyard on a snowy day, not being able to eat and being beaten in the back kitchen of Tao Mansion, which children were bullied when I was a child, and the mother who is still gentle and picturesque in my impression......

I don't know how long I cried, Yun Fei lay on the side of the Qingxu Daoist's bed, groggily asleep, still sobbing in his sleep. It wasn't until the next morning that Yun Fei woke up, and then looked at the Qingxu Daoist on the bed, at this time, there was a gray color on his sallow complexion, and his body was extremely stiff, and he was sure that even if he found the immortal, he could not be rescued now.