Just when the children were bowing, there were more than ten veterans in the courtyard outside the door. The leader is an old man wearing a purple scarf, wearing a gossip robe, phoenix eyes and eyebrows, and a ruddy complexion. The end is elegant, like a star descending to the mortal. Lao Dao is the first, and the rest of the Taoist priests are behind Lao Dao. It was the head of each palace and hall of the mountain gate, and the old Taoist at the head was the old fairy Qingyu real person of the Laojun Pavilion. I saw Lao Dao clasping his hands together, his left hand outside, and his right hand holding below his chest inside, and respectfully bowed three times and bowed to the old man in white robe, and all the Taoist priests behind Lao Dao were like this. This is terrible, frightened the old Taoist priest who raised the child in the room was dumbfounded, his lips trembled slightly, and the Taoist priests outside the door bowed, and he bowed to the door. This scene is slightly funny, even the big dog covers his eyes with two paws. But the child did not pay attention to it, but only kowtowed to his head, and the bruise on his forehead did not stop.

"Do you recognize this thing?" The old man waited for the Taoist priests outside the door to finish saluting, and a wave of his sleeves was regarded as a gift, so he ignored it, and continued to ask the child with a wave of green silk dust.

"The floating dust of Taoism. The child looked up and said.

"This is the green silk wrapped in jade dust, one of my Qingcheng Mountain magic weapons. Do you like it?" asked the white-robed old man.

"I don't like it! I have to cut off 3,000 green silks when the dust comes out of the Buddha Gate, why do I have to find this trouble? Besides, I haven't grown hair since I was a child, and looking at the dust is even more annoying, it's not good. The child tilted his head and thought for a moment. But listening to the sound of inhaling cold air outside the door, Qingyu Zhenren also frowned.

"Hehe, it's okay! Do you recognize this thing?" The white-robed old man withdrew the dust, and slashed his sword with two fingers at will, and the Qingfeng sword on his back "Zheng" made a sword sound, and then it was unsheathed, and the black light flashed, and it hung in front of the child.

"Buddhism does not kill, but purifies all sentient beings. Although this sword is sharp, the way of creation should not increase the killing of iniquity. The child looked at the white-robed old man, as if waiting for him to come up with something that interested him.

"Okay, you wild boy! Open and close your mouth are all Buddhism, this is Qingcheng Mountain, my Taoist holy land, how can you be so desecrated? This is the Heavenly Machine Sword, the patriarchal weapon of my Shanmen Town. You can cut the sky and punish the heavens, and you can kill ghosts and demons. How can you, a yellow-mouthed child, be full of nonsense?" The angry person was Yu Xuzi, who didn't dare to speak in front of the white-robed old man and the Qingyu Zhenren before, but now he saw the child saying in front of the heavenly masters of the mountain gate that the killing of the Zhen Sect was too heavy, and he couldn't help but reprimand angrily.

"It doesn't matter. The white-robed old man waved his hand and smiled slightly.

"The green silk is wrapped in jade and the dust is used to overcome the rigid with softness, and the heavenly sword is used to compete for the front, one is rigid and one soft, one yin and one yang, for my Qingcheng Mountain Town Mountain magic weapon. Since you don't learn either, how can you inherit my mantle, and how can I teach you to create things?" said the white-robed old man unhurriedly.

"Old immortal, although these two have won the heavens and the earth to create and achieve the supreme magic weapon, they have their own shape, after all, they are the things of creation, and the way I seek is the way of creation. If you don't cultivate the Mahayana path, you will rest on your laurels and be complacent on the path of small success. Is the old fairy trying to trick me?" the child pouted.

The Heavenly Master outside the door was dumbfounded, didn't this kid know who was in front of him? Even if he didn't know, this dust and Qingfeng should also know? That was not only in the mountain gate, but also in the whole world's transcendent sects, that was a well-known reputation. Now he is like broken copper and iron, and it is not worth a penny. The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they felt like their brains were congested.

"Haha........" The white-robed old man laughed unscrupulously when he heard this, and suddenly the wind howled outside the courtyard, and everyone was hunting in clothes, and the clear sky instantly covered the sun, and there was a faint sound of muffled thunder, like the wrath of the sky. The white-robed old man finished laughing, and the two fingers of his right hand recalled the Qingfeng sword, and with a bang, the sword was put into the sheath. Then he pinched the trick with his left hand and pointed to the sky with his right, and said to the child:

"Are you satisfied with this thing?" The old man was dressed in a white robe without wind, hunting sounded, and his silver hair was blowing in the wind, only to see that at this moment, the sky was roaring with thunder, and a shocking coercion made everyone's mouths dry.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, Tiangang thunder law, wind and thunder are ordered!" Suddenly, there was a brief silence between heaven and earth, the wind dissipated, and the roar stopped, as if time stood still for a moment.

"Boom!Click!" A red lightning bolt roared down like an angry dragon, and the heavens and the earth were colorless, and everything was silent. Only this red dragon is left in the heavens and the earth, but it can break through the mountains and rivers, shatter the void, and punish those who stand in its way! If it is allowed to smash on Qingcheng Mountain, the entire Qingcheng Mountain and everyone will definitely end up in ashes! All the heavenly masters are in a cold sweat, is this going to destroy the sect? Although Qingyu Zhenren was frightened, he stood tall, and others did not know the reality of the white-robed old man, but he knew very well. What kind of character is that? Creation Realm! If he wants to be angry, I'm afraid he will be more terrifying than this red dragon.

Seeing that the red red dragon was about to collide with the peak of the Laojun Pavilion and cause the disaster of annihilation, I saw that the white-robed old man's left hand spell mark was scattered, and his right hand waved his sleeve. The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, the sun was shining, as for the angry thunder red dragon, but there was no trace, only the faint sound of thunder and lightning left to tell everyone that this was not an illusion.

"Little bald head, are you satisfied? Do you learn this method? Can you cultivate the Great Dao? Is it considered a cultivation? Haha......" The white-robed old man laughed heartily.

"Old fairy, what kind of creation is this?" the child asked with sparkling eyes.

"Tiangang Five Thunder Mantra! The law of extreme yang and extreme fierceness, the power of creation. It can be applied to all things by the power of heaven and earth, and it can also be collected by all things. Cultivating to Mahayana, shattering the heavens and the earth is not a problem, and slaying the dragon and destroying the immortals is only within a finger. The old man turned around and stepped out of the door.

"Old fairy, would you like to teach me this art of creation?" said the child.

"You kid, you don't have any hair that grows like a cultivator?haha...... You enter the Tao with a talisman first, and then wait until you can use the spell of the yellow talisman to attract thunder and lightning. But the old man smiled even more happily.

"As long as the gods teach me, I will be able to learn and never forget the teacher's kindness. The child knelt down again.

"Haha...... Okay! If you want to learn a great opportunity, I will give you a chance! If you want to achieve great creation, I will become your creation. Don't be in a hurry to call me Master, wait for you to understand my Taoist classics, and then worship me if you can make a charm and a spell, you can clean up, and someone will take you to find me. After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went out.

"Qingyu, you wait for the little guy to clean up, and bring him to the Three Pools of Fog Spring. The old man commanded to Qingyu Zhenren.

"Obey the law!" Qingyu really bowed.

The old man said that he disappeared into the courtyard in three or two steps, came suddenly, walked without a trace, and was chic and free.

"Congratulations to the true monarch!" everyone bowed again.

"Is Zhenjun the most powerful in our Qingcheng Mountain?" the child didn't know when he stood at the feet of Qingyu Zhenren.

"It's not Qingcheng Mountain that is the most powerful, it's the whole world, and it's one of the few!" Qingyu Zhenren looked at the child with complicated eyes, but finally shook his head and smiled bitterly and sighed.

Tomorrow I will take you to Santan Wuquan to cultivate. Qingyu Zhenren turned around and left, and the Taoist priests also followed, and they didn't say anything more.

"I'm leaving here tomorrow, old man, and I can't bear you. The child turned around and hugged the old man.

"Okay...... Old man, I know that you kid is the most promising...... Don't worry, the old man can take care of himself, and he has to wait to see you learn to become a fairy......" The old man reached out and touched the child's bald head, and couldn't help but tears and choked his voice.

The big dog came out of the corner, tugged at the sleeve of the old man with his mouth, and whimpered a few times.

"Okay, you brute, I know you're psychic, and you're going to have to take care of this kid. The old man wiped the corners of his eyes and ordered the big dog. The big dog nodded suddenly.

Since then, Qingcheng Mountain has been a sensation up and down, all with one name: Xiuyuan!

And because he was born without hair, he called the senior brothers and sisters in Guanli: Xiuyuan Monk!

At this moment, Xiuyuan has followed behind Qingyu Zhenren and stepped into the mist of the three pools of fog springs......

Three pools and three springs are born in the clouds and mist, and they come from the fairy paintings.