In the vast western Gobi Desert, a multinational super expedition convoy is speeding on a road made of rocks and gravel. From a distance, the wind and sand are all over the sky, and they appear and disappear from time to time.

Led by a Mercedes-Benz G500 off-road vehicle. A George Patton in the middle, followed by two Range Rover off-road vehicles. George Patton sat four people, and in the front row next to the door on the left was an American, a tall, muscular man, wearing a blue camouflage uniform, a marching cap, and big-toed military boots, about 40 years old. Sit there and fill the seat tightly. Sitting on the right side of the front row is a Chinese, who looks much smaller than the Americans, estimated to be about one meter seven, slightly thin, wearing glasses, with a goatee, and about 40 years old. He wears a tunic with a khaki coat, a crystal ring on each hand, and a dragon head ring on his thumb in addition to the ring on his left hand. On the left side of the back row is an Indian, with a stubble on his face, a red turban, a white robe, and a rosewood cane in his hand. He looks a lot older, probably around 60, but he's in good spirits. There was also a person sitting on the right side of the back row, tall, fair-skinned, and wearing a pair of sunglasses. It looks very cool in a black cloak, but the key is that the two arms are extremely long, which is a bit uncoordinated with the body. He looks to be around 25 years old.

"After passing the Sailim Lake, we arrived at the Anjihai Grand Canyon. Again, this expedition is entirely at my command. The Chinese said.

"Boss An, you have emphasized to us no less than ten times along the way, and our ears are tired of hearing it." The Indian in the back row said in a somewhat strange Chinese voice.

"Boss An, since you have been emphasizing this, I also want to confirm with you again whether the water of this Tianshan Tianchi is really connected to the Nine Dragons Immortal Clan?" The American next to him asked.

"I'm quiet and never speak." After speaking, he stroked his beard with his right hand and closed his eyes.

"Then I still want to know why the Nine Dragons Immortal Clan is so mysterious, why did it suddenly appear in a city like Hangzhou?" The Indian then asked.

"I think you'd better ask them yourself." The Chinese replied.

Silence returned to the car, and in the evening they arrived at the Andikai Grand Canyon. The car was parked, and the Mercedes G500 was filled with four bodyguards in black suits, sunglasses and headphones. They walked over and opened each of George Patton's four doors, and when the four big men got out of the car, they set up tents on the cliff and lit a bonfire. There were 14 people in the four cars, four of George Barton were apparently boss-level, and the rest had four bodyguards and some of their so-called expedition members. The four bosses sat around the campfire, each with a wine glass in his hand, except for the young man in a cloak, and some people came to pour them red wine.

"Boss An, can you tell us the story of you and the Nine Dragons Immortal Clan?" The Indian said.

I saw that An Shendong didn't talk. The American next to him continued: "Boss An, in your Chinese words, I am a rough person, I am good at fighting as a soldier, but I really don't understand this kind of metaphysics." But I have a stinky problem, and the more I don't understand, the more curious I become. You can tell us more about it, and you will be idle anyway. ”

"The secret of heaven should not be revealed, but along the way, I see that all of you are honest people. Well, I'll make an exception and tell you all my story. An Shendong picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

At this time, I saw a young man in a cloak suddenly raised his head to look at An Shendong, with some anxious looks on his face. An Shendong naturally caught his expression, but he smiled slightly and shook his head slightly. Then he began to talk about the past.

"This starts from when I was born, my family is in Guangxi, and you all know it. My father was an ordinary doctor, helping the poor in the village to heal the sick. But when I was ten years old, my father once sent a ruffian from the same village to Xitian because of a misdiagnosis. The family of this ruffian gathered a lot of bad people and forced my father to death. Later, I remarried with my mother and moved to another village, but my stepfather treated me very badly, beat me and scolded me at every turn, and refused to let me eat. One time I broke his cup and he scolded me. I was so angry that I secretly left the village on my own, fearing that they would find me, so I hid in a nearby mountain. But when I wanted to go back at night, I found myself lost. In the mountains, I was cold, hungry and scared, so I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a bed in a wooden house. There was a fire burning in the house, and it was very warm. I got up and walked outside the hut and found it a vast hill surrounded by pine trees and snow, and I shivered. I was originally in Guangxi, and I had never seen snow, so why was there so much snow here all of a sudden. Just as I was thinking wildly, I saw a person not far away slowly practicing martial arts. I don't know martial arts, and I can't see what he's practicing, but in retrospect it, it's a bit like tai chi. ”

An Shendong shook his head and smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine and continued: "I walked over slowly to see him practicing martial arts, and I saw that this person was more than 3 meters tall, with a pair of dragon horns on his head, and his arms were also two meters long. Dressed in a white robe, the Dao bone fairy wind.

When he saw me approaching, he turned back to me and asked, "Are you awake?" I nodded. He turned around and brushed his sleeves and told me to go with him. I followed him to a hut and opened it. I found a lot of bamboo signs hanging on the side walls of the house, and there were some things on them that I couldn't read. He pointed to one of them and said, "This sign is yours, and you are my 30th disciple from today." "I was very surprised, but I didn't dare to ask more.

Then he asked me to salute him, and I obediently kowtowed to the ground. As a result, he let out a long laugh and said, "We people from the Nine Dragons Immortal Clan don't salute like this. I wondered, "What should I do?" I saw him turn to a painting on the front wall that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and looked like a man and a person and began to salute. He first raised his arms from the side to the top of his head, then bent his hands, then put his arms forward, squatted down, leaned down, and buried his head on the ground, looking a bit like a fetus in his womb. Now that I think it may be their clan's respect for life. I saluted him as he did. Then I asked him, "Master, are you a god?" He shook his head and said, "There are no gods in the world at all, only all kinds of powers that you see and don't see. ”

I stayed there for a few days, but found that it was just the two of us. So I went over to him again and asked, "Master, you said that I am your 30th disciple, but where are all my senior brothers in front of me?" Why haven't you seen any of them? Then the master said something that I still remember. He said: 'The desert is boundless, the state of mind is unbounded, Yaoyao is boundless, virtual and real'. There are some things that you can see with your eyes, but there are also things that you have to use your heart to see. I wanted to ask again, but he turned around and disappeared out of thin air. I was so frightened that I quickly hid in the house and got under the covers. At this, both the Americans and the Indians burst out laughing, but the Chinese boy remained silent.

"And then, is he really an immortal?" The Indians couldn't wait to ask. An Shendong shook his head and said, "I don't know either. ”

"I think he is an immortal, ha, if I can get his help, it will not be far from me to achieve my great cause." The American said excitedly.

"And then?" The Indian asked.

A few days later, he suddenly came to me and said, "I'm going to send you back now." I was puzzled and asked, "Where are you going to send me?" He said, "Send it into your world." I hurriedly said to him, "I don't want to go back, you have already accepted me as a disciple, and you are going to drive me away before you have taught me anything, I don't want to leave." He looked at me and said, "I have taught you everything I want to teach you." I touched my head and said, "No, you didn't teach me anything." As a result, my master said another sentence: "There is no heavenly frontier in the north, there is no region in the south, and if it is shallow, it is deep, and it is necessary to climb." ”

He waved his hand at me, only to see a flash of white light, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in the middle of a wilderness. I looked closely and recognized that this was the village from which I had run away from home. I thought to myself that I would never go home again, never want to see my stepfather again. Just as I turned to leave, I found some small graves and some broken stone tablets not far away. I walked over to take a look, and after reading it, I only felt dizzy, and then I cried bitterly. It turned out that one of them had my mother's name written on it, and my stepfather's name. I thought to myself why they had passed away for more than ten days, and I was very sad and indignant, although my stepfather was not good to me, but my mother still loved me.

Then I thought what was the reason for their death so soon, and I had to go to the village and find out. But when I ran to the entrance of the village, I found that the village was different from what I remembered. The original landlord's compound was gone, and it became a village committee. The big locust tree at the head of the village didn't know when it was gone, and a stone road was built. What amazed me the most was what the people were wearing, and I remember when I left they were wearing big cloth caftans with long braids on their heads. But now people wear blue-and-green uniforms, with separate shirts and trousers, and no braids on their heads. It was strange to look everywhere, and I suddenly felt like I wasn't dreaming.

At this time, a person came over to me and said, "Little brother, what are you doing here?" It's scary to dress up. What about your family? Are you lost? Let's go, I'll take you to our village committee. He didn't listen to my answer, so he dragged me straight to the village committee. When I arrived at the village committee, I also saw a lot of new things. I don't know what a loudspeaker or a phone is, and it feels weird.

One of them, who was supposed to be the village chief, asked me, "What's wrong with you, little friend?" Why are you dressed up like this? Is it singing? Who are your adults? Which village do you live in? He asked me a lot of questions. I thought about it and told him the names of my mother and stepfather, and then said that I belonged to this village, and this village was called Tukeng Village. When I finished speaking, I saw the people look at each other and laugh. The village chief then said to me: "Don't be afraid, little friend, I will arrange for you to stay here first, and tomorrow I will go to the village for a meeting to ask people from other villages and find your parents." With that, he left.

I became more and more frightened when I was alone in the village committee, so I escaped from the village at night. After that, I ran around, asked for food, worked as an apprentice, and went to school for a while, anyway, I did a lot of miscellaneous work. Later, I made some money in business, and I settled down a little, and I grew up a lot. Later, when I wasn't busy, I went back to reminiscing about that bizarre event, like a dream, but not like it. Later, I studied Taoism in China, and slowly became more and more obsessed, and finally when I was 25 years old, I officially retired to the empty door and devoted myself to the study of the principles of Taoism. I was in retreat for 5 years, studying all kinds of books day and night, and traveling around for 15 years, and finally I got a little bit of Taoism. So he founded the Dongshen Sect himself, repaired the Dongshen Palace, and lobbied more destined people. After finishing speaking, An Shendong stroked his beard again.

"Then what did your master teach you?"

"Open the world, everything is muddy. Yin and yang are connected, and heaven and man are one. This is that, and that's this. This is a kind of principle that transcends time and space, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the mystery. ”

"You Chinese always speak in a set way, I didn't understand a word of what you said, anyway, I don't want to know about these, as long as you can help me find the Nine Dragons Immortal Clan, I'll let him help me OK." With that, the American got into the tent.

"Okay then, I'm going to sleep too?" Then the Indian also turned and walked away.

Now it was An Shendong and the tall boy left. An Shendong turned his face to look at him, nodded and entered the tent.

"In the year in my memory, you are a fairy, I am a teenager. In the year when the memory faded, you were still a god, but I was already old. 》