A summer morning is quiet and soft.

The red sun had not yet shown its face from behind the mountain, and the light had already shone through the clouds and shining in the valley.

The ancient Taoist temple, standing on the mountain peak, is slightly old in front of the door, but the style is still majestic and magnificent, solemn and solemn.

The golden sunlight shining on the dilapidated door wall makes people feel an indescribable mystery.

In a small and narrow house, there is only a bed, a table, and two benches.

There was a man lying on the bed.

This person is Xiao Yue.

He had been asleep for seven days, his complexion was ruddy, the poison in his body had been completely gone, his vitality was restored, and the sun shone through the cobwebbed window, falling right on his face.

His thick eyebrows moved, and his sunken eyes suddenly opened.

He woke up.

I just woke up, and I haven't gotten used to the light, so I raised my hand slightly to block the sun, and then slowly adapted.

Looking at his hands, looking at everything familiar in front of him, he didn't know if it was a dream or a reality.

It stands to reason that he is dead, but why is he in the room where he has lived for more than twenty years?

Could it be that after his death, his soul returned here?

Already a lonely ghost?

He looked confused and didn't know why.

At this time, Mu Hibiscus walked in from outside, and she was pleasantly surprised to see Xiao Yue sitting up on the bed, looking dazed and at a loss.

When Xiao Yue saw her, she immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Huh...... I...... Am I not dead? ”

He couldn't help but say this.

Hibiscus was overjoyed with color, and her excitement was overflowing: "You are indeed dead, but there is someone who has revived you again." ”

Xiao Yue was full of doubts, and hurriedly asked, "Who?" ”

"Me!"

A person appeared at the door, an old man with a kind smile, superb eyes, extraordinary bearing, and standing with his hands in his hands.

Of course this old man Xiao Yue knew.

He was even more shocked to see the old man standing at the door with a familiar and warm smile at him.

He almost screamed.

He couldn't believe what was in front of him, thinking he was still in a dream.

He looked at Hibiscus with confused eyes, and then at the old man in the doorway.

He suddenly said, "Is this true? Am I not dreaming? ”

The old man walked in and said, "It's true, you're not dreaming. ”

Xiao Yue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly with an "ah" sound, she jumped off the bed, didn't care about anything, knelt down in front of the old man with a bang, and shouted, "Master, you ...... You ......"

He wanted to say something, but he felt that a thousand words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

The old man said: "Don't get excited, I know you have a lot of questions to ask me now, I will tell you slowly, you go to bed first, you are recovering from a serious illness, don't mess up." ”

It turned out that this old man was Xiao Yue's master, Xuan Qingzi.

Three years ago, Xuan Qingzi died under Xiao Yue's eyes, and he buried Xuan Qingzi with his own hands, and now he saw his teacher appear alive in front of him, how could he not be shocked? How dare you believe all this?

He would never have thought that something had happened in the half month he had been asleep.

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When Yiye Zhenren was still the head of the Maoshan faction, he accepted two disciples, one was Xuanqingzi and the other was Lingqingzi. Xuanqingzi was apprenticed halfway, at that time a leaf had not become the head of the Maoshan faction, just because he went down the mountain to practice, a coincidence, for Xuanqingzi to solve the disaster, Xuanqingzi has a very high understanding, there is the idea of escaping the world, so he worshiped under a leaf.

At first, Yiye didn't want to accept him as an apprentice, just because Xuan Qingzi had ordinary roots and bones, and he was really not a person in my Dao, but seeing that Xuan Qingzi was diligent and attentive, and his toughness was stronger than ordinary people, although the road to cultivation was difficult, and it was difficult to achieve anything if his roots were not good, but he was willing to work hard in this regard, so he accepted him.

A leaf guides in the morning and evening, patiently teaches various mental methods of the door, and at critical moments will stand aside to supervise, supervise, and guide, if there is any change, it is good to stop it in time, so as not to damage his body.

With his ability to endure hardships and stand hard work, Xuan Qingzi finally had some achievements at the age of twenty-five, and he had obtained the essence of his own sect.

In this year, Yiye suddenly came back with a baby, and this baby was Lingqingzi.

Ling Qingzi is an orphan abandoned by his parents, it was snowing heavily that day, a leaf went down the mountain to visit a friend in the world, on the way back, under a big tree covered with snow, saw a vegetable basket, covered with a thin gray cloth, and there was a faint "boom" sound from it.

When I walked over and looked, I was shocked to see that a baby had frozen red cheeks, and his whole body was stiff and dying.

He hurriedly took the baby out of the basket, secretly used Xuangong, and slowly injected a stream of hot air into the baby's body, driving away the cold in the body and saving his life.

In such a world, ordinary people are not full of food and clothing, and the food is wild vegetables and brown rice, and sometimes they may not even be able to eat wild vegetables and brown rice, so one more child in the family is more difficult, and serious may lead to the collapse of the whole family, which is really unable to provide for it, so many parents have to abandon their newborn children in the wilderness in order to reduce the burden, and let them fend for themselves.

This kind of thing has happened in China for thousands of years and hundreds of dynasties.

To say that his parents have no conscience is too extreme.

How can there be parents in the world who don't love their children?

But the way of heaven is ruthless, the way of the world is cruel, in order to survive, what can be done?

This kind of thing, one leaf can't manage a lot, manpower is limited after all, although his mana is strong and his cultivation is profound, but he can't fight against the Heavenly Dao.

It stands to reason that he should send the child back to his original family, or find a family who is able and willing to adopt the child and give it away, but he sees that the baby's bones are wonderful, and it is really a material that can be made.

So he took him back to Maoshan and accepted him as a closed disciple.

Yiye Zi and Xuan Qingzi love him very much, and he is very talented, and when he was six years old, he thoroughly understood the profound and difficult mental methods taught by Yiyezi.

This made Yiye very happy, and he often thought that there was a successor to the Maoshan faction, and the heavy responsibility of the Guangmen faction in the future would definitely fall on Ling Qingzi.

But people's hearts are unpredictable, although Ling Qingzi has lived with Yiye Zi and Xuan Qingzi since he was a child, but his heart has not been affected by their noble character, he is smart and dexterous, and a delicate heart is even more unpredictable.

When he was ten years old, he often secretly went down the mountain to cause trouble, at first it was just a small fight, and he didn't take it to heart, thinking that children have a stubborn heart and do wrong things, and it is inevitable that they will teach and discipline him in the future, and his heart will slowly become better.

How do you know that Ling Qingzi is born different, thinking about problems and looking at things from an angle, always opposite to ordinary people, sometimes saying things although you know that it is improper and crooked, but it can make you speechless and powerless to refute.

When he was fifteen years old, Yiye saw through Ling Qingzi's temperament, and he thought that with his careful teaching, he often instilled correct thoughts in him, and he could correct his temperament over time, but he finally found that he was still wrong.

If a person's temperament is innate, it must not be changed by acquired efforts, because this is his essence.

After that, Yiye didn't like Lingqingzi very much, and he didn't teach him any secret methods.

The hope of the light gate wall was transferred from Ling Qingzi's body to Xuan Qingzi's body.

At this time, Xuan Qingzi was already in his thirties, and he had been cultivating steadily, without any distractions, his foundation was very solid, and his cultivation was improving rapidly.

At the same time, although Ling Qingzi apprenticed late and learned later, with a talented material, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he almost surpassed Xuan Qingzi in his twenties.

When Ling Qingzi was twenty-eight years old, the Japanese invasion of China was in full swing, and Yiye saw that the country was declining, the Japanese were rampant, and the common people were brutalized.