For three years, Xiaojin has almost become a fixed landscape of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

After three years of wind and sun, frost and rain, Xiaojin's Jin Ling has not been damaged at all, and it is still as bright as ever. Three years is not a long time for Xiao Jin's very long life, so time is not Xiao Jin's enemy, its enemy is the woman in black who will attack it from time to time in the past three years.

If it weren't for Xiao Jin's speed as fast as an arrow and its indestructible golden feather, it might have become the so-called "elixir" of the woman in black.

So in the past three years, Xiao Jin has also grown rapidly in such sneak attacks from time to time. It is no longer the stupid eagle who confronted a rookie like Li Xi'er on the edge of the cliff for three days in the past - if it is changed to today's Xiaojin, and then returns to the scene in the secret realm, it can kill Li Xi'er with one claw!

The woman in black hasn't appeared for half a year, I don't know where she went, Xiao Jin didn't relax her vigilance for a day, in its eyes, the simple feeling faded, and gradually had the demeanor of a king, and ordinary tourists are now more and more afraid to take pictures of Xiao Jin easily.

Zhongshan has carvings, shining gold, the king of birds - this has become the consensus in the hearts of many Chinese people.

With the passage of time, Xiaojin did not get out of fashion, and the shrewd merchants instead developed many peripheral goods with the theme of Xiaojin.

It has become a totem to awaken the mythical dreams that every Chinese person has in the depths of his subconscious.

This divine eagle, who guards the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and is reluctant to leave, is waiting, or waiting for what?

This question has been rewarded on major portals for three years, and the answers of netizens are strange, and after three years, they still don't know what the golden eagle is waiting for - in fact, there are some people who probably know about Xiaojin's waiting, but they inevitably disdain it.

For example, Qingcheng Guanzhu Zhudao people.

It was a summer afternoon, and Huizhu adjusted cinnabar and drew talismans. After three years, Huizhu is getting older and stronger.

"Smack-" The rune line was wrong, and the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and there was a small popping sound. This was originally a demonstration for Xiao An Daochang, and Hui Zhu didn't know why he missed it.

This is the magic talisman he has drawn countless times, the cinnabar is the best century-old cinnabar, the talisman pen is a pen made of the forehead hair of the ancestral silver wolf, and the rune paper is made of extracting the essence of plants and trees.

There is only one explanation, and it is that his mind is restless.

After living for more than 150 years, there are very few existences that can make Huizhu restless, this time, what will it be?

Xiao An Dao Chang thought strangely, although this kind of thinking was a bit disrespectful, but what happened three years ago, probably not many people would know better than him. Because Huizhu's demonstration failed, Xiao An was a little distracted, and couldn't help but cast his eyes in the direction of the Lin family - speaking of which, what the Lord did was just standing by and watching, which was not a big evil, but Xiao An felt a little embarrassed, so that he would never be embarrassed to go to the Lin family again in the past three years.

Huizhu once said that the master of a sect does not need too many mortal feelings.

Sympathy and mercy are taboos.

Xiao An was a little unimpressed, but he didn't know how to refute it. After all, the Lin family is an outsider, even if Xiao An is embarrassed by Huizhu's approach, he will not refute the teacher who raised him for the sake of outsiders.

Thinking about the impression of the senior sister of the Lin family, it is pitiful.

probably knew that Xiao Luodong was a foreign surname she saved, and the Lin family treated him as their own.

During the three months of correspondence between Qingchengguan and the Lin family, Xiao An heard the "Senior Sister Lin" from Lin's father and Lin's mother, who didn't seem to be very good at words, very hard-working, and very filial.

And the first time he saw "Senior Sister Lin", he was ordered by the teacher to deliver books, Senior Sister Lin really didn't talk much, her shoes were still stained with mud, and the whole person was very gentle, but Xiao An felt that probably in this generation, the leading senior sister should be like this.

Then, it was he who went to find the woman in black. Senior Sister Lin sent them out...... That afternoon, the woman in black actually talked with the viewer for a long time, and Xiao An had tea a few times in the middle, but they were all peaceful. But for some reason, at night, they started fighting.

Xiao An's injuries that night had already healed, and there was not even a scar left.

But Xiao An felt that a word called "reality" had been added to his heart - as a qualified successor, he must recognize reality, is that so?

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The Xiangshan Villa, far away in the imperial capital, is a different story.

is still that thatched house, and when Lin Luoran was in the past, there was no difference in appearance, but Guo Lao was missing inside.

It is also a summer afternoon, and a common drama of "training grandchildren" is being staged here.

In the past three years, Mu Tiannan seems to have become a little calmer, and in terms of age, he is also in his thirties, so he is naturally no longer the swinger brother of the past. He has begun to master some important businesses of the Mu family, and while he is doing well, he wants to practice more and more.

But Old Man Mu didn't let go.

The more Mu Lao didn't let go, the deeper the obsession in Mu Tiannan's heart became. In fact, he himself didn't understand, for more than 20 years, he had no interest in cultivation at all, so he gave the opportunity to the sixth brother. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to join the team of the "ascetic march" of cultivation—maybe he knew the reason in his heart, but how could he admit it if he was so proud?

His thoughts naturally couldn't be hidden from Mu Lao, and the old man just pretended not to know.

"I heard, you bought a villa in Rongcheng?"

Mu Tiannan was stunned, he thought it was hidden enough, but was it still known by the old man? In the past few years, Mu Tiannan's kung fu in Tai Chi has improved a lot, but he did not answer positively, and he changed the topic to the side with two vague sentences.

Mu Lao sighed in his heart, but he couldn't bear to blame him.

Mu Tiannan remembered his original intention, hesitated for a while, but after all, he didn't say it, turned around and went down the mountain. Mu Lao looked at his back, and his eyes were very worried-what should I do with such a paranoid temperament?

Mu Tiannan was driving out of Xiangshan Villa when he received a phone call on the way, which made him even more irritable. This is the first batch of international mercenary organizations he has invited? Even a small Zhongshan can't be explored, these people don't have to be some incompetent people in vain!

Mu Tiannan endured and endured, next time he must muster up the courage to talk to the old man, he knows that the family has a group of masters, if he can mobilize-

As for the fact that Lin Luoran was dead, Mu Tiannan didn't think about it, he always felt that the thief girl might be trapped in the last place where she disappeared, waiting for someone to save her...... What kind of eagle is her, hasn't she left Zhongshan in the past three years, it must be there!

After Mu Tiannan left, Mu Laoxin beckoned a paper crane, and he recognized the old acquaintance's handwriting at a glance.

"The single-line Daoji of the earth system, is it left for you to collect, or is it him?"

In fact, there is a subtext, if neither of them accepts it, Huizhu will personally accept it under the door.

Mu Lao smiled self-deprecatingly, it has been three years, and Huizhu must have been in a hurry. Looking at the Lin family, which is just a few miles away, but they can't bear not to make up their minds, isn't this a kind of torture for people?

It's just that three years have passed, and the "Jiedan master" they originally imagined did not show up at all, and a few old guys naturally couldn't hold it back - if this so-called mysterious master who washed the marrow for her didn't exist at all, then what could make an ordinary person with a complicated Dao foundation enter the Dao in one fell swoop, and it only took one year to step into the Great Perfection realm of the Qi cultivation period?

Is this thing a one-time treasure of heaven and earth, or is it a permanent anti-heaven spirit treasure, or even an anti-heaven exercise method that can turn waste into treasure in an environment like the earth?

Is it only her who has this secret, or is her family knowing-

If they have something like this...... Mu Lao shook his head, this possibility is too tempting for the firmness of the Dao heart.

It's just that there is no news from Lin Yatou, and the hearts of these people who are about to move, relying on him and Lao Guo alone, are almost impossible to suppress.

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In the bitter cold land of the extreme northwest of China, an ordinary hill on the plateau, the bare mountains are criss-crossed ravines.

Liu Zheng, who embarked on a long road to find immortals, felt that he had met a "true immortal".

In such a place, there is a ruined Taoist temple, which is a strange thing in itself. There is only one crazy Taoist inside, and there is no one around, how do Taoists survive?

Liu's Shaodong has become a donkey friend in other people's mouths in the past three years, and he has fallen in love with outdoor tourism, and he doesn't want to inherit the huge Liu's family, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, but three hundred days are out of the house, carrying a mountaineering bag all day long, and the famous peaks and mountains in China have almost been walked by him.

The wind and sun outside, naturally not as comfortable as the air-conditioned room, Liu Zheng is not as windproof and sunproof physique as Xiaojin, he has been tanned for three years, except for the iconic gold wire glasses, even if people who know him again, they may not be able to recognize him as the former Liu Dashao.

When Liu Zheng found this mountain, it was the end of the second year of Lin Luoran's accident.

He decided that the crazy Taoist was extraordinary, and he really took root in the bald mountains of this bitter cold northwest land, personally arranged for the Taoist people to eat and clothe every day, and rested in the tent he went to set up at night, and did not rush to stay overnight in the broken Taoist temple.

Although the Liu family is rich, the family doesn't know where Liu Zheng goes, and he doesn't want anyone to follow, just report a safety every month. Therefore, no matter how rich Liu Zheng is, in such a place, he has to go down the mountain in person, walk more than ten miles, and find a local village, in exchange for the rice, noodles and meat dishes he needs every day. Then he walked more than ten miles back, carrying many things on his back and climbing the hill with difficulty.

Climbing like this, about twice a week, Liu Zheng's shoulders began to be blistered and faded by the rope of the back basket, and gradually became a thick callus. Time flies, and he carries a large bag of things up the mountain, which is already very comfortable, but the old Taoist priest still hasn't taken care of him.

Even Liu Zheng, who was very patient, couldn't help but show a trace of anxiety on his face, but he was caught by the crazy old Taoist priest.

"What, that's impatient?"

"Huh......?"

After getting along for more than a year, this was the first time the old Taoist priest talked to Liu Zheng, and he didn't react for a while, but when he finally heard it clearly, he found that he didn't have the excitement of seeing the moon in the clouds, but his eyes were slightly wet.

"Do you want to practice?" The old Taoist priest changed the topic, became serious for a while, and looked less crazy.

"Yes, please accept the juniors." Liu Zheng performed the ancient kowtow ceremony, which was formal and rigorous.

The old Taoist priest stared at him, "Why do you want to practice?" ”

Liu Zheng was on the ground, but his voice was very firm, he didn't say anything about pursuing the way of heaven and pursuing immortality, but just said what was in his heart.

"The younger generation admires a woman, she is a cultivator......"

The old Taoist priest laughed strangely: "In order to be with her, you also want to practice?" ”

Liu Zheng kowtowed and shook his head: "She doesn't have juniors in her heart, and juniors don't dare to be delusional, but now that she is in danger, juniors can't save her...... That's why I want to practice. ”

Liu Zheng just bumped and kowtowed, and after a long time, the crazy old Taoist priest sighed faintly, "Your Dao foundation is not good, and the road ahead will be difficult, even so, are you willing?" ”

The meaning of these words is self-evident, Liu Zheng was overjoyed, and kowtowed and officially called "master".

Is he willing to - he climbed over the thousands of mountains in China, didn't he find this trace of immortal fate, and where is the reason for reluctance.