Morning.

The lights of Xujia Village are lonely, and the small river is flowing with dogs barking and crying.

Deep in the mountains, the village is lit with a little fire, and the words that are like nothing dissipate in the morning breeze.

The familiar but unfamiliar scenery falls into view, and it may not make you feel like a world away.

It was only now that I remembered that I had never seen the sunrise in Xujia Village.

A pot of tea, a futon.

A Taoist priest, a beam of morning light.

Xu Buling sat under the eaves of the village courtyard and watched the world in Xujia Village.

Hundreds of households, surrounded by mountains and rivers, do not know when they were built, but they know when they will die.

He staggered back to the Xiangshui River, thinking that it was 'a young man who left home and returned to his hometown, and his hometown voice has not changed and his sideburns have declined', but he never thought that there were broken walls and ruins in his eyes.

After inquiring around, I learned that the year after he left, Xujia Village had a catastrophe.

Legend has it that it caused a monster and harmed all the men in this deep mountain village.

The surviving women and children, those who remarried, and those who moved away.

Only his mother Chen was left, and she waited all her life in a deserted village.

Xu Buling heard that his liver and intestines were broken, and he only felt that he was not worthy of being called a person in this life.

Fortunately, the sky gave another chance.

He had some insight into traveling north and south, and felt that someone might have used the method of gathering souls to collect mortal souls.

The method of gathering souls violates the way of heaven and is forbidden by the major immortal families.

If you can use the method of gathering souls to kill hundreds of people in Lujia County, there must be a plan behind it.

Since we started all over again, we must investigate this matter.

Xu Buling took a sip of tea.

The old root of camellia is bitter and indescribable.

At this time, it entered the throat, but it felt no worse than the immortal family's imperial brew.

"The name of the system sounds no different from the bucket and toilet, and in the future, the old man will call you the head of the department, can you?"

"Okay host. ”

Xu Bu Ling Yu let out a breath of turbidity: "The word host, as if being taken away, is really strange, if the Dao Leader doesn't mind, just call me not to order it in the future." ”

Chief: "Bling Xu of blingbling?"

“.....”

Xu Buling frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered some dialects from his previous life, and shook his head with a smile:

"Sage Cloud: His body is upright, and he does not obey orders;

'Don't order the sword'. ”

Speaking of this, I remembered the past when I used to fight the sword world.

Although his cultivation is not high, he is full of enthusiasm, but he has made some fame in the mortal world.

'Buling Sword' was his mixed name at the time, and he also met a confidante.

Together, meet each other.

After the wind and rain, he learned the news of Xianshan and never returned.

Thinking of this, Xu Buling couldn't help but feel sad.

pinching his fingers and deducing, according to the time, he met her at Yingjuntai ten years later.

If you can't live forever with her as a Taoist couple in this life, at least you must let that woman have no worries for the rest of her life...

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"What are you crazy about?"

The sky was bright.

Chen, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, opened the door with sleepy eyes.

When I looked up, I saw my twelve-year-old son sitting at the gate, holding his father's bowl of tea and cow drink.

Not only does he look like an old-fashioned man who has sighed for a long time and has been weathered, but he also said in a childish voice, "The head of the Dao... Don't order the sword...".

This frightened Chen.

The seventh day of the seventh month, that is, yesterday.

Xu Buling ran to Queming Mountain to poke the hornet's nest, but was stung and fainted.

Chen found the old man in the village to prescribe medicine, stewed chicken soup, and finally woke up his son.

Unexpectedly, Xu Buling, who has always been naughty, hugged her and cried when he woke up, 'Mother, mother.' The call.

It's a big disaster, and it's a matter of course to be scared.

Chen comforted him for a day before he put Xu Buling, who had fainted from crying, to sleep.

Unexpectedly, before dawn in the morning, my son got up and sat at the gate chattering and drinking tea.

From time to time, he pinched his fingers and learned from the Taoist priest.

Ling'er, isn't it evil?

Thinking of this stubble, the Chen family panicked, the myth of the gods and monsters has been around since ancient times, and the little people are most afraid of getting into trouble.

Chen hurriedly ran under the eaves and picked up the twelve-year-old Xu Buling from the futon and shook it vigorously:

"Xu Buling, I've returned to my soul... Xu Buling, I have returned to my soul...."

Xu Bu let his body sway like catkins in the wind.

The two lives together have lived for more than 100 years, and they were picked up and shaken by a little girl in their thirties, which is still the first time in the world.

The third layer of condensation qi is already a Dao immortal master in the eyes of mortals, and it is more than enough to deal with a country woman.

But this little girl in her thirties is his mother!

A twelve-year-old boy had to be comforted by the old man:

"Mother, if you move your energy, you will hurt the liver, and the liver belongs to the wood of the five elements..."

Bang Bang Bang –

"Dead boy, who did you learn these strange things from?"

"Old man... Niche... Child, child self-taught..."

"I'm still self-taught, I can't beat you little rabbit cub...."

Xu Buling sighed quietly, only to feel that this slap was on his body and warmed his heart.

At the moment, there is no longer a defense, immortals and mortals are different in the end, and the ethereal immortal path informs mortals that there are all kinds of harm and no benefit.

In the future, you should practice with peace of mind to support your parents, and when your parents die after a hundred years, it is not too late to embark on this long immortal journey.

Xu Buling's kind words comforted Xu a few words, and he was able to get out of the house.

The dawn of the morning.

Walking between the country lanes, all kinds of things come into view.

The bitter gourd rack of the second child of the Xu family was broken by him, and the crutch of the cripple on the opposite side was hidden in the bullpen by him, and by the way, he also cut the rope that tied the cow to the fourth family and let the cow out...

Touching the scene, remembering the scenes when I was a child, Xu Buling hesitated a little, and began to mend the regrets left by his youth...

A few days later.

There were many voices in Xujia Village:

"I've heard, the baby of the fifth family of Xu Lao, the magic barrier..."

"Yes, I get up earlier than the chickens every morning, walk around the village with a hand behind my back, grab the flat shoulder when I see people carrying water, and pull weeds when I see people weeding, and I can't pull it..."

"Yesterday morning I went out to pee, and it turned out that the baby was sitting on a stone, sitting like a Taoist priest, and when he saw me, he smiled at me.... It's like an old monster..."

"I also saw that when I came out of the widow's house yesterday morning, the child was repairing a chicken coop in the widow's yard, and he didn't know how to get in..."

When Xu Buling heard these gossips, he didn't care about it, and he didn't care about the eyes of the mortal world for a hundred years.

It's just that these words reached the ears of his father Xu Lao Wu, and he was in trouble.

Xu Lao Wu is a farmer, and he feels that his son is enchanted and anxious, so he wants to go to the county to ask the goddess.

Seeing this, Xu Buling had to put down all mundane things, be a young man seriously, enter the Queming Mountain in the morning to practice Tuna, and return to the house in the evening.

At the age of twelve, the body has not yet been determined, as long as the temperature is properly maintained, the future cultivation path can be described as twice the result with half the effort.

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In the early morning, Xu Buling slowly entered the Queming Mountain.

As I walked along the mountain road, I gradually heard the sound of water coming from ahead.

Skirting a slope, a waterfall about ten feet high appeared in front of you.

There is also a stone flat next to the waterfall, which is two zhang square, and it seems that a boulder has been cut off from the middle horizontally.

There is a square stone on the stone lawn, which is inscribed with nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, and there is a game of chess on it.

This is the place where Xu Buling saw the immortals and survived the thunder tribulation.

At that time, he happened to see the immortal by chance, and wanted to ask him to accept disciples to preach, but naturally he was ignored.

After walking in the world, it now seems that the cultivator at that time had crossed the Golden Pill Tribulation.

Since then, Xu Buling has been gone for a lifetime, and he has never seen other Jindan ancestors again.

You may have met it, but you can't see it from his cultivation.

The Jindan Ancestor who crossed the tribulation would not arrive until three years later, and he obviously came a little early.

On the stone lawn in front of the waterfall, Xu Buling sits in danger.

"Dao Chief, this is too vain and pure-minded, what kind of method is it?"

Department Leader: "Exercise: Taixu Qing Heart Decision (Yellow Rank Lower Grade, can consume 100 dance points to upgrade)

Sword Skill: Ten Steps to Slash Immortals (Yellow Rank Lower, can consume 100 Dance Value to upgrade)"

Xu Buling nodded slowly, and practiced a method, which was divided into four and twelve grades of heaven and earth, and the lowest grade of the yellow rank, which was not as good as the previous water injection scripture.

However, exercises that can improve the level are unheard of.

Xu Buling closed his eyes and concentrated his eyes, inspecting the meridians and caves in his body, but saw that the eight veins of the strange meridians that had been withered and dry had been restored as new.

A cyan air vortex in the sea of qi is no longer like stagnant water, it is full of vitality and has a tendency to break three into four.

Seventy has two condensation and three layers, which is obviously not worth mentioning.

But the twelve-year-old condensed the third layer, worthy of the four words of Tianzhong Wizard.

Xu Buling observed a little, and then raised his hand to pinch the trick.

With a flick of his finger, a drop of water shot out, breaking a branch by the waterfall.

The next moment!

A twelve-year-old boy, like a cheetah, flew up from the stone lawn and caught a tree branch in the air.

Smack—

The aura poured into the branches, making a popping sound.

The sword is made of a tree branch, and the tip of the sword reveals an inch of cyan sword.

The young man's footsteps moved, and the sword was like a spiritual snake, walking on the stone floor.

one-step

The momentum climbed significantly, and the sword qi skyrocketed.

Two steps

Layer upon layer.

Three steps

The sword aura is overflowing!

Xu Buling's still immature body trembled slightly, his skin was bruised, and his complexion was sickly red.

No matter how hard you work, you can't take the fourth step.

The sword roared like a cry, pointing at the waterfall.

Sword up!

"Hazah!"

Two dragons condensed with sword qi broke through the air, blue and white, entangled and circled, and rushed into the waterfall with a devastating momentum.

The waterfall shook, and the falling water exploded in the deep pool, splashing the water.

The sword falls.

Xu Buling pulled a sword flower, crossed the branch in front of him, wiped his fingers across the blade to the top, and said in surprise:

"Ten steps to kill a person, such a domineering sword skill, if you take ten steps, I am afraid that no one in the same realm can catch it, worthy of the name of ten steps to kill immortals. ”

Dean: "That's nature. ”

Xu Buling nodded and put away his sword, and thought about it: "Department Chief, what do you mean by 'Hasa Give' just now?"

"Hmm... A game you played before you came, not to mention. ”

"yes? I don't remember exactly. ”

Xu Buling sat cross-legged on the ground again, raised his hand to pinch the trick, and tried the two newly learned 'martial arts'.

Just as he picked up the law decision in his mind, a voice came:

"The goal does not exist, it is better to dance to release the failure, please choose the target. ”

"Hmm.... What does this mean, Chief?"

Dao Leader: "You need to find an opponent, otherwise you won't be able to perform your dancing skills." ”

Xu Buling nodded, pondered a little, but shook his head and sighed lightly: "Jiuzhou is so big, the monks are scattered all over the world and there is no trace, this opponent is not easy to find." ”

Department Leader: "The mission does not limit the target, it can be a person." ”

Xu Buling frowned slightly when he heard this, slightly displeased:

"I promise not to act in my life, and I am not false in my kindness, but I also abide by the right path, and taking the lives of mortals to practice is no different from cultivating ghosts in the wrong way, this kind of thing, don't say it in the future. ”

"The dancing skills are special, and you can't kill people.

Mission Change...

Searching for nearby targets...

The task change is complete.

Current Mission: Defeat villager Li Lanhua with outstanding dance skills. ”

Hearing this name, Xu Buling hesitated slightly: "Li Lanhua is a first-order mortal, and she has an errand in the gong and drum team in the county, and she can only twist Yangge, not martial arts, and she can't understand immortal arts. ”

Dean: "She will." ”

Xu Buling: "Oh?!Li Lanhua, could it be that she is a giant of the immortal family who hid in Xujia Village to survive the mortal tribulation?"

Department Leader: "He's a master. ”

Xu Buling's expression was slightly condensed, and he went around and around, never thinking that the master would live in the village.

The year after he left, Xujia Village suffered a catastrophe, and Li Lanhua was nowhere to be found, which may be implicated.

Thinking of this, Xu Buling put the branch in his waist, and went down to the mountain with a solemn face....