Chapter 1: Descending the Mountain

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Huangnigang is a hill in the west of the mountain city of Minghai City, and the mountain is full of yellow mud, so it is named Huangnigang.

The mountain is full of maple trees, and the breeze blows, and the branches and leaves of the maple trees sway, and it looks like a sea of fire when you stand in the distance.

At this time, there was a puff of green smoke in the courtyard of the only thatched hut on the mountain.

There was a short-haired boy in the courtyard, who was boiling herbs, the boy looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, his clothes were tattered, and then he looked at his face, with big eyelids and big eyes, a high nose, and delicate facial features.

The young man poured the half-boiled herbs into a porcelain bowl and carried them into the grass hut.

The thatched hut is not big, there are two beds and a table in it, the two beds are placed against the wall on the left and the right, and there is a table in the middle, there are no other furnishings in it, it looks empty.

On the bed on the left lay an old man, who looked sick, and the young man came in with the medicine and shouted:

"Master, get up and drink the medicine."

The young man put the medicine bowl on the table, walked to the old man's bedside, helped the old man up and leaned against the head of the bed, and then turned around and handed the medicine bowl to the old man.

The young man waited for the old man to finish drinking the herbs, took the bowl and said:

"Master, you rest first, and I'll go out and cook for you."

"Come back, the teacher has something to tell you."

The boy put the bowl on the table, returned to the old man's bedside and asked:

"What's the matter? Master. ”

The old man looked at the young man and did not speak in time, as if he was thinking about how to talk to him. After a long time, the old man said:

"Get on your knees."

Thump......

The boy fell to his knees without thinking about it, and only after kneeling down did he whisper:

"Master, don't be angry, if you do something wrong, you can change it later, please don't be angry."

"You didn't do anything wrong, Master just has something to tell you."

The young man was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the master meant.

Ay......

The old man sighed, and said slowly:

"Apprentice, can you forget what the teacher taught you?"

"No, Master, you taught me literacy martial arts and Taoism since I was a child, and I didn't dare to forget, especially the martial arts and Taoism disciples practiced diligently every day and never slackened."

The young man hurriedly replied.

The old man nodded, and continued:

"Do you know who the teacher is?"

"I don't know, Master, you never said which sect we belong to."

"Then why don't you ask."

"Master, if you don't say that you have your own reasons, it's inconvenient for you to ask more."

"Good, good, really smart. The limit for the division is approaching, and I want you to know about it. ”

"Yes, Master, you say, the disciples should keep it in mind."

The boy knelt beside the bed and listened to what the master had to say.

The old man said for a long time, which roughly means that thirty years ago, there was a ghost king in the world, and his master, who was also a young man, united with the world's Taoist sects to fight against the ghost king for the peace of the world.

In order to suppress the ghost king, the ancestor did not hesitate to fight to defeat both, and finally combined the strength of everyone to suppress the ghost king.

Unexpectedly, after the celebration banquet the next day, he returned to the room where he stayed and found that the magic weapon that had been passed down from generation to generation, the Demon Sword had been stolen.

Shizu was already seriously injured, and the Demon Sword was stolen, which made it worse, and he was seriously ill in a fit of anger, so he still accompanied the disciples to bring Shizu back to the sect.

Two days after returning to the sect, the ancestor woke up and passed the position of head to the master, and not long after, the ancestor unfortunately passed away.

Before the temporary time, he ordered the master to find the master's magic weapon.

After listening to what Master said, the young man had a lot of questions in his heart, so he asked Master:

"Master, I don't know what sect we are? What is the name of the ancestor? Master, what is your name? ”

"We are the descendants of the Maoshan faction, your ancestor is Lu Zhisheng, a Shenyang Daoist, and the teacher is called Ice and Fire Qilin Li Zongren."

Li Zongren said bluntly.

The young man listened to Li Zongren's words and said in surprise:

"Mao...... Maoshan faction ......"

"Yes, Maoshan faction."

The young man stayed for a long time before he reacted, and hurriedly asked again:

"Master, then why don't you take me back to Maoshan? Living in such a place. ”

"Hey...... after the death of your ancestor, I swore in front of his grave that I would not find the magic weapon and swear not to return to Maoshan, so I left Maoshan alone to look for the magic weapon, but I have found nothing. Until the winter of seventeen years ago, I met you in the snow and you were still in swaddling clothes, and I was already hungry and couldn't cry at that time. You don't have a father or a mother, so I asked you to follow my surname to take a list of words. ”

"Master, if you hadn't picked me up back then, I would have starved to death in the snow."

Li Huan said gloomily.

Li Zongren half lay on the bed and breathed a sigh before continuing:

"Apprentice, kowtow eight heads for the teacher......"

Knock, knock, knock......

Li Huan knocked his head eight times without thinking about it.

Li Zongren took out a square seal from the box next to the bed, held it in his hand and said:

"Li Zongren, the 112th generation head of Maoshan, is now passing on the position of head to his disciple Li Huan, and Li Huan will be the 113th generation head of Maoshan from now on."

"No, no, no, this won't work......"

When Li Huan heard Master's words, he hurriedly waved his hand and refused, but Li Zongren shouted:

"Li Huan took the seal."

Li Huan saw that the master was so solemn, and knew that the master was not joking, so he raised his hand and took the square seal, and with the square seal in his hand, Li Zongren said again:

"This seal is the great seal of Maoshan and must not be lost."

"Yes, Master, the disciple will do his best to protect this seal."

"Okay, okay, the teacher's limit is approaching, and his life is short, there are some things that you need to do, can you agree?"

"No, master, you'll be fine, your illness will be fine......"

"Will you promise?"

Li Zongren didn't wait for Li Huan to finish speaking, so he asked again, and Li Huan had no choice but to say:

"Master, please speak, the apprentice will do his best."

"Okay, listen, first, you have to find the lost magic weapon in Maoshan. Second, it is necessary to carry forward the Maoshan faction. ”

"Master, don't worry, the apprentice will definitely be able to do it."

"In this way, I will be blind when I die, and I promise to be a teacher, and when I die, I will scatter my ashes in the air."

"This, this ......"

"Promise me... Cough... Ahem, ahem... Ahem......"

"Master, don't say it, I'll just promise you, quick... Lie down ......"

Li Huan helped Li Zongren to lie on the bed, and instructed:

"Apprentice, Master can't accompany you anymore in the future, you must be worthy of your conscience in whatever you do, and you must be firm... Solid... Stay on the right path......"

After Li Zongren finished speaking, the hands on his chest slowly fell, and his eyes slowly closed, Li Huan threw himself on Li Zongren, and shouted loudly with tears:

"Master, Master, don't leave me, wake up, wake up......"

The cries echoing in the mountains, the cries were so sad, so helpless.

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening, the crying had stopped, in the grass house, Li Huan knelt beside Li Zongren's bed, his eyes were red and swollen, but there were still two lines of tears, Li Zongren was his teacher and his savior, you can imagine how sad Li Zongren's death brought him.

Li Huan looked at the night sky outside the window, and stood up in front of Li Zongren's bed after three bows and nine bows, and said slowly:

"Master has gone, I should handle the aftermath first according to Master's last wish before he died, go down the mountain to find magic weapons, and revive the prestige of Maoshan Mountain."

Li Huan said that I turned around and walked out of the room, walked into the courtyard, carried bundles of dry firewood, sat at the back of the room, put the master's body on it, and took out a fire talisman from my bosom and hit it.

Li Huan fell to his knees again and recited the supernatal mantra:

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghost of everything, the four lives are entrusted, the headless are super, the headless are born, the gun is killed, the diving rope is suspended, the light is dead and the secret is dead, the wronged is humiliated, the creditor is wronged, the son of the child, kneeling in front of my stage, the gossip is shining, Zhan Ru is gone, and the other side is ......"

Originally, the supernatal mantra only needed to be recited three times, but Li Huan kept chanting, kept chanting, but tears of sadness unconsciously flowed from his eyes.

It wasn't until the fire in front of him was extinguished that he stood up, stepped forward, picked up the white ashes with both hands, and sprinkled them into the air, the breeze blew, and the ashes fluttered in the wind and flew into the distance.

Li Huan looked at the ashes flying in the air, as if he saw the moment when a loving old man picked him up in the snow, and it seemed that the moment when the old man was coaxing her to sleep, this solemn old man was teaching him martial arts and teaching him Taoism.

One by one, scenes of the past appear in front of me.

Li Huan's eyes moistened with tears.

Thinking back to one by one, Li Huan finally couldn't control his roar:

"Master, you can rest assured that you will go well, your last life, you will go all out."

Li Huan turned around and walked back to the thatched hut after roaring, and began to pack his luggage, he was ready to go down the mountain to complete his master's last order.

In fact, there was nothing to pack, Li Huan took a broken suitcase, packed a few changes of clothes, walked to the master's bed, and opened the master's small wooden box.

Li Huan opened the wooden box and saw a letter and a stack of banknotes inside, so he couldn't wait to open the envelope and wrote:

"Apprentice, when you see this letter, the teacher has already left, and the master has been chasing the whereabouts of the head of the hair device for half his life, but there is no clue, if you have the opportunity to go down the mountain in the future, go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and go to see Zhang Xuanming Zhang Zhenren.

Zhang Zhenren also participated in this action back then, when he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he should still be alive now, he may know some clues, as a teacher, many times to look for him, but he has been wandering outside, no chance to see, I hope you will have the fate to meet him in the future.

As soon as this happened in Minghai, you started to search in Minghai, and did your best to listen to the destiny of heaven and see creation.

Apprentice, in the future, you will wander around alone, be more careful, take care of yourself because the teacher is not there, I will leave you 10,000 yuan as a coil, and everything will be done in the future.

Remember, everything that happened back then was in Minghai City. ”

After reading the letter, Li Huan put the letter in the suitcase, put 10,000 yuan in cash on his body, looked at other important things in the wooden box, and took the suitcase out of the thatched hut.

Li Huan stood outside, looked back at the grass hut behind him and said:

"Now that I'm leaving, there's no need to stay any longer."

After Li Huan finished speaking, he took out a fire talisman and lit the grass house, and then walked down the mountain without looking back, the place he was going to was naturally Minghai City.

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