There is a mountain in Jiuyin, and there is a tree on the mountain. There's a little Taoist sitting in the tree, well, little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged.

There is a wind on the mountain, and the wind blows the trees. The branches of the tree swayed lightly, and the body of the little Taoist priest also swayed lightly with the wind. But while his clothes were flying, his eyebrows, eyes, fingers, etc. did not move at all, showing that he had entered the realm of "no self".

This kung fu is very good!

After a while, the little Taoist priest slowly collected his work and jumped down from the branch.

First stretched a big lazy waist, and then the little Taoist priest smiled.

When he is not smiling, his eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and he looks a little feminine; When he meditated, his expression was solemn, and he looked at it with a bit of treasure*; But when he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were squeezed, but he was obviously seven points treacherous.

Hey, what a waste of that good face!

Learn to jump a few times from a rabbit and a few times from a monkey, this little Taoist priest tossed for a while, and after his body was comfortable, he looked at the big tree and sighed: "Hey, Master said, when I can sit quietly on the tallest and thinnest branch for two hours, I will be allowed to go out of the mountain." ”

looked at the big tree with a worried face, and after a while, he suddenly jumped up, pointed to the big tree and scolded: "You old fool, master, I am eighteen years old this year, eighteen years old." Do you want me to sit on this broken mountain for another eighteen years? ”

After scolding, his face collapsed again: "Poor, who called me a bitter child with no father and no mother, no one cares, no one loves and no one wants." Finally, there was a cheap master, but the master was still a super lazy person, and he even asked me to wash his underwear. Now even the master is dead. ”

Shedding two tears, he looked at the sky infinitely lonely, and said faintly: "Master, I'm lonely!" ”

After being lonely for a while, the little Taoist priest shook his head and shook off the tears on his cheeks: "It's strange, it's noon, why hasn't Xiaoshi delivered food yet?" Hmph, dare to starve me, master, I have to send a big head tonight to scare him to death! ”

After waiting for another half an hour, seeing that no one came, the little Taoist priest couldn't wait any longer, and went down the mountain with a huff in his stomach.

When I was halfway up the mountain, I heard a chaotic cry, all of which were: "Brother Taoist." ”

In the midst of the screams, seven or eight half-year-old children gasped and gathered around, all vying to say something to him, and they couldn't hear a word of their chatter for a while.

"Stop!" The little Taoist priest shouted: "Line up, say one by one." ”

The children moved on their feet, quickly lined up from tall to short, and their movements were extremely skillful.

"Brother Daoist, a group of big bad guys have come down the mountain."

"Brother Huzi was called a pig's head."

"I also teased Sister Qiu'e."

"What!" The little Taoist priest jumped up and said angrily: "You dare to tease Sister Qiu'e!" Did you give me my name? ”

"Reported."

"Brother Daoist's martial arts are world-famous!"

"Brother Daoist's spell channeling!"

"Brother Daoist will definitely settle accounts with them!"

"Hehehe," the little Taoist priest laughed grimly: "They're dead, go." ”

He waved his hand, and when he went first, a group of little children followed him with fists clenched.

In the mountain pass, there is a large group of fathers and villagers waiting. When he saw the little Taoist priest coming, he immediately hugged him in the middle and complained bitterly about the evil deeds of those "bad guys".

The little Taoist priest took the lead, followed by almost the residents of the town, and the group came to the Rulai Inn in a mighty manner.

As soon as they saw the door of the inn, the voices of the villagers crying gradually became quieter, and finally stopped, and they all hesitated and did not dare to approach.

"No, even the most daring second dog didn't appear, these guys don't seem to be easy to deal with." The little Taoist priest thought, he had the heart to go home, but countless pairs of eyes behind him were staring at him eagerly.

Gritting his teeth, the little Taoist kicked it violently, and the door of the inn suddenly flew out sideways.

The little Taoist priest shouted: "You thieves, you dare to make trouble in Jiuyin Town. Don't ask who is here! ”

The inn was dim, and after this shouting, the little Taoist priest gradually saw clearly, and set up two tables opposite the door, and there were five or six big men sitting around. Each of them has a sword in his left hand and a wine in his right hand, and he is holding a bowl to pour into his mouth. I thought I was drinking and was happy, and I was startled by his sudden kick.

For a moment, there was a dead silence inside and outside the inn.

In the silence, the big men suddenly laughed.

"Laughing to death, this thin skin and tender flesh also says that martial arts are world-famous."

"If you put on a broken robe, you dare to use magic and magic?"

The little Taoist priest was furious, he puffed up his chest, took two steps to the left, crossed his waist with one hand, and pointed at the big men with the other and shouted: "Master, I,"

"What a fart!" The first big man shouted angrily, put the wine bowl in his hand, and after a "bang", and then "bang" a few times, he shouted: "Out of the sword!" ”

"Zheng", there was only one clear sound, but there were six sword lights.

The little Taoist priest only felt a chill on his body, and when he looked at it, he saw that six long swords were clinging to his skin, and he was almost "fixed" on the wall of the inn.

"Oh my God, it's miserable, it's miserable. Masters, top masters. Down, why did such a powerful master come to a broken place like Jiuyin Town, where there are more ghosts than people? ”

Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and the little Taoist priest didn't dare to move at all. The six long swords fixed him to death, and the sharp cold on the sword told him that if he was not careful, he would really lose his life.

Seeing his comical appearance with his brows and eyes furrowed to drip bitter water, the six big men laughed.

In the laughter, the little Taoist priest made a bitter face and carefully stood on tiptoe - no way, the blade at the bottom was directly next to his little ball, and if he didn't stand on tiptoe, the yolk could be drawn, so he kept a strange posture of crossing his waist with one hand and pointing directly at the other, and moved out little by little.

His funny appearance made those big men slap the table with laughter.

After finally getting out, the little Taoist priest exhaled, pulled out the long sword on the wall, hugged it in his arms, and ran over.

Standing in front of a big man, the little Taoist priest smiled flatteringly, and with a movement of his hand, a long sword in his arms entered the scabbard in the big man's hand with a "clang".

After six "Zheng Zheng" sounds, after returning the sword to its original owner, the little Taoist priest took a few steps back and stood there pitifully, his fingers still hooking the corners of his clothes, looking like a little kid who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished in front of his parents.

The big men laughed again, and the first one hooked his fingers, and the little Taoist priest stepped forward obediently, and bowed his head obediently.

Dahan laughed and touched his head: "Well, that's good." This kung fu is also good, there is a bit of heat, it is a few years of hard work. Little ass, tell your uncle, what's your name? ”

The little Taoist priest sneered and said, "Master, no, the little one's name is Zhang Tianyi." Which masters are the heroes? ”

The big man said proudly: "We are the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. ”

The little Taoist priest was shocked and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Wow, it turned out to be a member of the dignified Qingcheng Sword Sect." Those must be, ......"

He was there for a long time, and a big man finally couldn't help but say: "It's the six swords of Qingcheng." ”

"Yes," the other big man continued, "Qingcheng Six Swords." It's a swordsman's sword, not a slut's"

The little Taoist priest patted his thigh as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Yes! ”

"Exactly, Qing, Cheng, Six, Cheap!"