Li Meifeng looked through the photo album while recalling the past, and suddenly remembered something. At the time, it was a little strange to think about it, but now, it all seems to make sense.

The incident also happened when Zhao Hangyu was six years old, because the sect was going to hold a conference, and no one in the family could take care of the children. Zhao Yunhai simply took Zhao Hangyu out with him, firstly, so that he could increase his knowledge, and secondly, he could also let his colleagues see him, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Hearing that he was going to go far away, Zhao Hangyu was naturally overjoyed, and he was full of thoughts about how to play.

seems to have seen through his grandson's thoughts, Zhao Yunhai just said with a straight face that he was not allowed to play, and he would check his homework from time to time.

"Dead old Zhao, your uncle!"

Zhao Hangyu couldn't help muttering until Zhao Yunhai glared at him. Only then did he reluctantly sit in the back seat of the carriage and fall asleep, not even bothering to enjoy the scenery along the way.

After arriving at the sect, Zhao Yunhai took out a thick talisman atlas and gave it to Zhao Hangyu to read.

Although Zhao Hangyu looked unhappy, he couldn't carry out entertainment activities without permission.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunhai couldn't help but smile kindly: "Xiaoyu, you can play if you want, but grandpa has one condition." If you can draw these talismans with one stroke, Grandpa will allow you to go to the back mountain of Xingyue Peak to play for half a day, what do you think?"

"Words count!"

Zhao Hangyu was overjoyed, took the yellow paper, and dipped the talisman pen in cinnabar. It was like flowing water, effortlessly, and a few rather cumbersome talismans were drawn.

Zhao Yunhai took it and looked at it, and was immediately taken aback, and muttered in his mouth: "This ............ How is this possible?"

You must know that it took me nearly a month to be familiar with those few talismans. But Zhao Hangyu didn't have anyone to teach him how to write, just by reading it once, how could he draw the score without being bad?

"Grandpa, can I go play?"

Seeing Zhao Hangyu looking at himself with anticipation and pleading, Zhao Yunhai just nodded very mechanically in agreement. Wu Zi couldn't believe that all this was true.

"Dad, what are you doing? Hey, where's the kid?"

Li Meifeng walked over and didn't see her son, but she saw Zhao Yunhai stunned on the side, and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Yunhai came back to his senses and asked if he had taught Zhao Hangyu to draw the Three Qing Talismans?

Li Meifeng shook her head, "No, you once told you that thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground." In everything, you have to lay a solid foundation first, so I didn't teach him at all. ”

Zhao Yunhai's face was full of doubts, saying that this was strange, and he had never taught Zhao Hangyu. But he only had to look at it once, and he could depict it as it was, and there was no mistake, as if he knew how to use these esoteric talismans.

"What!?"

Li Meifeng was taken aback, took the yellow fu and looked at it, and her face was also unbelievable.

Zhao Yunhai suddenly thought of something, and even asked his daughter-in-law to leave with the child as soon as possible. Because Zhao Hangyu's qualifications are extremely high, for the sect master's father and son, it will threaten the existence of status, so it is better to let him show his face in the sect as much as possible.

Li Meifeng nodded yes, and when she learned that Zhao Hangyu had gone to the back mountain of Xingyue Peak, she immediately shouted that it was not good. Because there are not only many spiritual herbs and elixirs in the back mountain, but also the location of the spiritual spring of this gate, which is guarded by black and white tigers.

Except for the disciples of the sect, any stranger who came close to the spiritual spring would die in the tiger's mouth. Thinking of the terrible thing, he immediately rushed out.

After a search, Zhao Hangyu's traces were finally found near Lingquan. At this time, both himself and Zhao Yunhai were stunned by the scene in front of them.

I saw Zhao Hangyu actually pillowed his head on the belly of the white tiger, as if he was asleep, he should be tired of playing. The black tiger was quietly guarding the sidelines, like a protector of the Dharma.

"Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai are a pair of male and female fairy tigers in themselves. At that time, they must have sensed Xiao Yu's extraordinaryness, so they did no harm. ”

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a "meow!", and a snow-white Persian cat ran over and jumped onto Li Meifeng's lap.

"Sissy, you're naughty again. ”

Looking at the cat in front of him, another thing came to mind, Zhao Hangyu was already thirteen years old at that time. And his encounter with this cat also originated from a small incident three years ago........................

A two-month-old Persian cat, after the tragic death of its mother, was left in a small cardboard box by its owner and abandoned in the garden very casually. The little kitten screamed, her whole body shrunk in a ball, and she was very frightened. But its cry brought it trouble.

It didn't take long for a group of naughty teenagers to come up and start scaring and teasing the kittens. The poor kitten had nowhere to run and was gradually forced into a corner.

"Why don't you kill it?"

One of them proposed, and the others agreed. Then the man rolled up his sleeves and went to catch the kitten.

But at this moment, I heard a stern reprimand.

"Stop!!"

When I looked back, it was Zhao Hangyu with a heroic face, and I saw him with his hands in his pockets, as if he didn't look at the other party at all.

The man squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Where did you come from? I also want to take care of your Kaiye's affairs, you guys, teach him a lesson!"

Several people agreed in unison and surrounded Zhao Hangyu in the center, but how could a few of them be Zhao Hangyu's opponents? In less than three or two efforts, they were beaten to the point that their noses and faces were swollen, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"You............ You ............"

Seeing this, the young man who called himself Kai Ye hurriedly fled the scene as if he was dead, and his subordinates also fled in the wilderness.

Zhao Hangyu walked over gently, changed his cold face, and showed a gentle smile on his face.

"Little cutie, why are you here alone? Master doesn't want you? In that case, I'll take you home. ”

With that, he took a little food out of his pocket and put it to the kitten's mouth.

The kitten sniffed it a few times, and then began to eat it fragrantly, and after eating, it barked at Zhao Hangyu.

Zhao Hangyu held the kitten's armpit with one hand, and gently lifted the kitten up with the other hand and held it in his arms. Since then, the kitten has had another name and has a happy and warm haven.

"This kid has a kind heart, and he is most jealous and hateful, I hope he can successfully complete the mission given by God in this life!"

Yunmeng Mountain, also known as Qingyan Mountain, is located in the heart of the Chinese country, and is said to be the hermitage of a generation of strange people Guiguzi. And in the depths of Yunmeng Mountain, there is a little-known place, which is called the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The mountains in the valley are foggy, the clouds are steaming, and the weather is thousands. The spring water is murmuring, and the flowers are vibrant, which can be described as a fairyland on earth. In the valley, there is a mysterious group of Qi Refiners, who claim to be the descendants of Guiguzi, so they are also called the Guigu Clan.

Since two or three thousand years ago, the Guigu tribe has not interacted with the outside world. In order to allow future generations to reproduce, Wang Chan used thaumaturgy to hollow out the belly of the mountain. And imitate the layout of folk towns to open up the blessed land of Langhuan.

Guiguzi, surnamed Wang Mingxu, also known as Wang Chan, called Xuanweizi. He was born in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and was of the Chinese nationality. According to legend, the four flesh moles in front of the forehead became the image of the ghost house, and because of the seclusion in the Qingxi Ghost Valley, he called himself Mr. Ghost Valley.

He is a famous thinker, a representative of Taoism, a master of the art of war, and the originator of the Zongheng family, and is proficient in hundreds of schools. He often goes into the mountains to collect medicine and cultivate, and learns immortals in the southeast of Songshan Mountain.

Guiguzi is thorough, with outstanding wisdom, beyond the reach of people, and there are four unique learnings.

One is mathematics, the sun and the stars are like latitude, in the palm of his hand, accounting for the past and the future, and everything is verified; the second is the study of war, six Tao and three strategies, infinite changes, arranging formations and marching, ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

The third is to learn words, to remember and hear a lot, to judge the situation with reason, to speak out and argue, and to speak out about it;

After Guiguzi soared during the day, leaving behind the secret treasure of ascension. Asking children and grandchildren to protect it for generations, a lot of things happened during this period.

There is a cultivator, thousands of years of flower demons, always constantly, invading the Guigu clan. It's just that the place where the Guigu clan lives has already been arranged by Wang Chan Ancestor to block the demon barrier. All demons and monsters, or people with unscrupulous hearts, cannot be crossed, so there is no misfortune.

For thousands of years, the old goblin has tried all kinds of methods, but the result has not changed, and he has never been able to break through the obstacles.