Sixteen years later......

There is a sacred mountain in Huaxia, named Taiqing.

Mountains and mountains are stacked, and it is difficult to walk.

At this time, at the peak of Taiqing Mountain, there is a handsome young man of 128 years, sitting peacefully on the bluestone.

"The Tao is big, and I see it all-encompassing, so where is the Tao in my heart?"

The boy muttered to himself, a fist-sized bell hanging from the quaint robe around his waist.

"Senior Brother Song, what kind of person do you want to become in the future?"

At this time, a delicate woman's voice suddenly came, and the young man turned to look back when he heard it.

I saw a girl standing slim, with a smile on the corner of her mouth and looking at herself.

"Senior Sister Susan, what kind of person do you think I, Song Zhong, will become?"

That handsome young man is none other than Song Zhong, who worshiped under the Lingchen Daoist sixteen years ago.

It's just that the baby who was waiting to be fed back then is already fresh and handsome at this time.

The girl Susan, feeling the strong confidence in Song Zhong's eyes, couldn't help but laugh.

"Senior brother, you are my Taiqing Taoist Immortal Genius, and you have become a real Onmyoji at the age of sixteen. Who can predict its success in the world? ”

Song Zhong heard Susan's words of appreciation, but his eyes did not reveal the contempt that he should have at his age.

Then he suddenly got up and looked down at the foot of Taiqing Mountain.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost. I Song Zhong has been at the top all my life! ”

Between the conversations, Song Zhong's whole body seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable arrogance.

The difference between arrogance and madness is that the former has an arrogant capital.

Susan looked at the playmate in front of her and her childhood sweetheart, and smiled stupidly.

In this pair of Taiqing Taoist temples, the two people who are called the golden boy and the jade girl are standing there like a fairy tale scene.

"I mean, you little guy, what are you stinky here? Come, do you want to eat lollipops anymore? ”

At this moment, an untimely voice suddenly interrupted this beautiful fairy tale.

After hearing this voice, Song Zhong's forehead couldn't help but give birth to a few black lines.

Because the matter of being deceived by the Lingchen Daoist with a lollipop to come to the Taiqing Taoist Temple has become a joke that has grown up with him to this day.

Susan, who was beside her, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Because of the strong strength, the invasion of the years could not change the appearance of the Lingchen Dao people.

But his clothes at this time are still as sloppy as back then, as if this guy never pays attention to his image.

Lingchen Daoist walked in front of the two of them, and his whole body exuded a stench of sweat glands.

Song Zhong and the others seem to have been used to it for a long time, if they were someone else, I am afraid they would have covered their noses and ran away directly.

"Master, can we stop mentioning the lollipop in the future?"

Song Zhong looked at the Lingchen Daoist in his gaze, revealing a sense of helplessness.

In Song Zhong's opinion, although the Lingchen Daoist has a somewhat strange temperament, he is really a hundred good to himself.

First of all, sixteen years ago, he didn't say anything about the life-saving grace of his whole family, but said that in the past sixteen years, he really enjoyed the resources in the Taoist temple.

At this time, Song Zhong was confident, from Taoism to Wen Taowuluo, he was already at the forefront of this age group.

And all of this is thanks to the Master in front of me.

"Zhong'er, the path of Onmyoji's cultivation is absolutely not feasible just by relying on a closed door. As a teacher, it is time for you to go to the red dust to practice. ”

When the Lingchen Daoist looked at Song Zhong, there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Gui is the Lingchen Taoist who is the master of the Taiqing Taoist Temple, and he is already more than 130 years old at this time.

He has been obsessed with cultivation all his life, and he has no time to grow up with children. Song Zhong is the only disciple under his knees, but he has always been treated as his own son.

"Master, my disciple has never come down the mountain, I don't know if there is anything I want to do on this trip?"

Song Zhong knew that the Lingchen Daoist would let himself go down the mountain at this time, and it would definitely not be as simple as just wanting to let himself go down the mountain to experience.

So with a hint of temptation, he asked Master Lingchen Daoren.

"Uncle Boss, Shan'er is willing to accompany Senior Brother Song down the mountain together."

Susan has been playing with Song Zhong since she was a child, and when he saw that his senior brother was going to go to the red dust to practice, he immediately had a plan to go with him.

"You? When you become a bronze onmyoji, go down the mountain! Otherwise, if I was captured by a monster, I can't afford to lose that person. ”

Of course, the Lingchen Daoist could see that Susan had secretly feelings for Song Zhong.

But in his opinion, only feelings that have experienced storms can achieve positive results.

So he still adhered to his own heart and did not agree to Susan's request to go down the mountain with him.

Seeing that Lingchen Dao was like this, Susan stomped her foot fiercely, but she didn't dare to say anything to refute it.

Because almost everyone in the Yin and Yang Realm knew that although the Lingchen Dao person had a sloppy appearance, his decision was never beyond doubt.

"Zhong'er, since you know that there is a purpose for the teacher to let you go down the mountain, then the teacher will simply tell you."

Lingchen Daoist said to Song Zhong in an old-fashioned manner, and at the same time stroked the scattered beard on his forehead.

"Master, don't worry, old man. In this world, there is nothing that I can't do Song Zhong. ”

Song Zhong left his parents to practice since he was a child, and at this time he naturally wanted to meet his biological father and mother.

Seeing that the master let him go down the mountain, he was reluctant to give up. But he still chose to leave here and see the outside world.

So, Song Zhong patted his chest and promised to the Lingchen Daoist.

Knowing the apprentice Mo Ruoshi, how could the Lingchen Daoist not see Song Zhong's thoughts at this time.

But he didn't care, but held back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes and looked towards the sky.

"Zhong'er, as a teacher, has crisscrossed the two worlds of yin and yang all his life, and created a great reputation in it. As my only personal disciple, the task I gave you was to go down the mountain to see you off. ”

When Song Zhong listened to the words of the first half of Lingchen Daoren, the pride in his heart spontaneously arose.

But when he heard that the Lingchen Daoist let him go down the mountain to see him off, his pride turned into deep helplessness.

Because his name, like the lollipop story, is a joke that others laugh at him.

"In the yang world, the ten great divine soldiers will come out one after another, and you, as the inheritor of the Eastern Emperor Bell, have the responsibility to save all the people from fire and water. And the task given to you by the teacher is to gather the inheritors of the ten great divine soldiers of Huaxia together. To the end of the demons on the list of 100 ghosts. ”

Lingchen Daoist took the trouble to explain to Song Zhong, and when Song Zhong heard this, he glanced at the bell he was wearing on his waist.

In fact, a long time ago, he knew that this thing that accompanied him was the legendary Eastern Emperor Bell, the first of the ten ancient artifacts, with the ability to devour the heavens.

As for the so-called "Hundred Ghost List", it is an existence that everyone in the Chinese Yin and Yang world knows.

On the "Hundred Ghosts List", what is recorded is the most vicious and vicious ghosts and evil things in the netherworld.

Over the years, their duels with Onmyoji have never stopped.

According to legend, the top few powerhouses on the "Hundred Ghost List" can even compete with king-level onmyoji.

As for whether it is true or not, there is no way to verify. Because not to mention a king-level onmyoji, even a diamond-level onmyoji, Song Zhong has never heard of it.

"What? Zhong'er, are you afraid? ”

Just when Song's expression was a little dazed, the words of the Lingchen Daoist resounded through Song Zhong's heart like an initiation.

Hearing Master's words, Song Zhong couldn't help but feel a thrill all over his body.

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek. Even if the path of preaching is extremely difficult, I, Song Zhong, will continue to move forward. ”

Song Zhong's loud words came, and a kingly aura surged around his body.

"The pony thinks the road is narrow at first glance, and the roc spreads its wings and hates the sky. Zhong'er, as a teacher, I hope that in my lifetime, I can see you soaring and reaching the top of the clouds. ”

Lingchen Daoist smiled with relief, and then took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Song Zhong.

Song Zhong opened it after taking it and found that the envelope was written with four big characters "Yunlong High School" written on the envelope.

"There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea. Zhong'er, this is the only help that the teacher can provide you, the admission letter of Yunlong High School, if you are ugly, you have to study more. ”

After saying that, the Lingchen Daoist turned around and left.

"Yunlong High School, a school in the secular world? It's kind of interesting. ”

Song Zhong muttered to herself, Susan was a little reluctant to hold Song Zhong's wrist, this was the first time she took the initiative to make physical contact with Song Zhong in more than ten years.

"Brother, when you wait for Shan'er to become an onmyoji, I will go to Yunlong High School to find you."

Susan said affectionately.

Song Zhong's mind at this time was extremely simple, and he knew very little about men and women.

But he was a little reluctant that Susan was real, so he stretched out his right hand and gently pinched Susan's nose.

"When you girl cultivates to become an onmyoji, it is estimated that I will already be the king of glory."

Song Zhong laughed loudly, and then ran towards the back mountain.

Seeing this, Susan reacted a few seconds later, and the other party was making fun of herself.

So she waved her small fist and chased after Song Zhong.

"Senior Brother Song, stop me, I promise not to kill you......"