There is a waterfall in the middle of the nameless peak.

The winter is small, but the summer is like a rainbow.

There is a small shallow pool under the waterfall, sparkling all year round, the water quality is clear, the bottom of the pool is densely covered with pebbles, and sometimes there are swimming fish moving.

Slowly ascending along the shallow pool, there is a verdant forest, many of which are towering dead trees, lush green.

There is a stone cliff between the woods that rises abruptly, such as a sharp sword towering to the sky, but the cliff head suddenly softens the mountain, there is a gentle stone platform, and it looks like a waterfall leaning on it from a distance.

On top of the stone cliff, there is a simple courtyard, built of logs, revealing a simple atmosphere.

This is where the madmen live.

It has been three years since he took back the child, and the qualifications of the gods-given son can be compared with ordinary people?

Half a year of practice, two and a half years, he has already practiced qi and made small achievements, which alarmed the mountain gate.

"Yangsheng, there is still an hour to go to the Dragon Peak to listen to the master's discussion, if you are greedy for shallow pool to play, I am afraid that you will miss the time." Sitting on the edge of the stone platform, the crazy old man was wearing a half-open robe, holding a chicken leg, calling Yangsheng in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the clouds in the sky, and he didn't care too much.

But as soon as his voice fell, the shallow slang under the stone cliff was poked and slammed

When he went ashore, he threw two feet long fish on the shore casually, looked up at the crazy old man who was watching the floating clouds flow, and said, "Master, do you think this fish is going to be boiled in that fish soup, or roasted and eaten?" ”

The voice was calm, but it was still difficult to hide the childish voice.

It turned out that the person who came ashore from this shallow pool was only a small child, but from a distance, it could be seen that his small body was strong and powerful, and in terms of height, it was about the same as that of a child of 5 or 6 years old in the world.

This is the child who was picked up by the crazy old man, and now he is three years old.

He was given the name Nie Yan by the ancestor of the mountain gate, the word Yangsheng, and the road number Changwu.

The meaning of his name has been broken, and his life will be as fierce as fire, and he will be close to the fire of the five elements.

And Changwu is the requirement of his life, just like the later generations of "Funeral Flower Words" has a funeral flower word, "the essence is clean and clean", born with a clear and exquisite heart, can finally break through the red dust, but also a clear and exquisite heart.

"If you don't realize it, you can't avoid the suffering of reincarnation in life and life."

Hearing Yangsheng's call, the crazy old man was a little distracted, but when he looked down, he saw two silver fish jumping on the rocky beach, as if they were struggling to get back to the rocky beach.

The crazy old man couldn't help but smile slightly, turned over, and jumped straight down from the stone cliff, like a big peng with wings spread, with the sound of the whistling wind, with only a small borrowing force on the tip of his toes, and in a few moments, the person had reached the edge of the shallow pool.

"Listen to you? Is the ancestor preaching today accurate? The crazy old man smiled, swallowed the last bite of chicken legs, and reached Xiao Nie Yan's side as he spoke.

Looking at the two fish, it is a fine silver linfish unique to the river stream of the Nameless Peak, the meat is delicate and less thorny, delicious and fishy, it can be called the best delicacy, but it is rare.

"If you don't go, it's about what kind of heavenly dao perception you have, but you don't have any specific techniques to talk about. Don't go, don't go. Faced with the crazy old man's inquiry, Xiao Nie Yan wiped a handful of water droplets on his face, and his big black and white eyes turned, but he shook his head repeatedly in denial.

The crazy old man looked at Xiao Nie Yan and sighed in his heart, this is not really the upper realm, it is said to be a place to escape from the world, and not to touch all kinds of mundane things, but in the end, it is still in the red dust of this world, and the extraordinaryness of this god-given son has been infected in this world for three years, and it has gradually faded away from the sense of heaven and man's agility, like a child in the world.

A clear and exquisite heart, unconsciously has truly entered the WTO, what I am afraid of is this kind of heart that does not touch the dust, which is the real love calamity.

It's like a blank sheet of paper, and it's okay if you don't write.

Once you write and paint, it is easier to reflect the flavor of strong ink.

Now, it has come out.

He has a deep obsession with that demon slaying and demon elimination.

If you break through the shackles of the brain and think of all kinds of things, especially what happened when you were a baby, I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm in this world.

God, what does it mean to come here?

The crazy old man had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but picked up two fine-scaled silverfish and threw them out of the shallow pool, the fish was extremely smart, as soon as he entered the water, he shook his head and tail, and turned around, and after a wave of ripples, he had already swam far away, and he couldn't catch it again.

"Master, you threw my fish, this fish is not easy to catch, I have been waiting for days." Nie Yan was dissatisfied, his little face was bulging, and his ruddy face looked red and cute, but it was difficult to hide the eyebrows and tails of his sideburns, and the sharp aura brought by the straight bridge of his nose.

If it weren't for the big black and white eyes and a hint of softness and innocence, I am afraid that this little three-year-old child would have an indifferent momentum that is difficult to approach.

"What did I say to you the day before yesterday? Everything has a degree, and self-denial and greed. This whitebait, it's good to eat it once a month, we have already drunk fish soup once this month, and if you catch it again, will I allow you to eat it? The crazy old man put away his cynical expression, became a little stricter, and said solemnly to Nie Yan.

Nie Yan glanced at the master with big black and white eyes, but said in his mouth: "I clearly want to eat in my heart, and I want to restrain it, but I don't really want to do it, so what's the point of superficial kung fu?" ”

The crazy old man frowned, it seems that he is too early, his mind is precocious, and his aura is not necessarily a completely good thing, if this son can't be properly guided in the mountain gate, then the nature of fire is afraid that the whole earth will be burned.

"If you don't refrain from restraint, then you let it develop?"

Such a question made Nie Yan speechless for a while.

But the crazy old man stepped forward and took Nie Yan's hand and said, "It's like making all kinds of preparations before something is done, so as to prevent things from getting worse." At the beginning of a heart's true understanding, it does not go straight to its roots, but it can restrain its own behavior and language, instead of letting it control itself, which is all kinds of preparations, understand? ”

Nie Yan frowned, as if he had understood Master's words.

The crazy old man said: "Yangsheng, how many times have you missed the opening of the altar of the ancestor? ”

Nie Yan scratched his head embarrassedly, and whispered, "It's been eight times." ”

"Not going this time?" The crazy old man stopped and squinted at Nie Yan.

"No, no." Nie Yan lacked confidence, but in the end he still didn't want to go, if he was unwilling to listen, sitting there would have no effect, this straightforward self had been reflected in him since he was a child.

"Well, then don't go." What is rare is that the crazy old man doesn't know why, but he agreed.

In exchange for a burst of cheers from Nie Yan, the master and apprentice returned to the stone cliff house hand in hand.

In the blink of an eye, the sun was already setting.

And today, the crazy old man did not let Nie Yan go, which also has its deep meaning.

This son has already practiced qi at the age of three, and some spells are passed on to him as soon as possible, because the more advanced the spell, the longer the comprehension time required, this son's heart to eliminate demons has been deeply rooted and irreversible, and this thing is also doing the way of heaven, so the crazy old man secretly decided to pass on the "Thirteen Chapters of Demon Suppression" and this son.

Originally, I was worried in my heart, this is one of the several secret techniques at the bottom of the mountain gate, I don't know what the ancestor means?

But he didn't want his ancestor to agree when he opened his mouth, which was really unexpected by the crazy old man.

To know that the earth-shattering secret technique was passed on to a three-year-old child, hearing it was like a joke, and the crazy old man was not sure that the ancestor would agree, but he just wanted to mention the matter first, so that the ancestor could agree in the future.

So, Nie Yan turned three years old.

Finally began to practice the earth-shattering art of "Thirteen Chapters of Demon Suppression".

The first chapter of "Soul Assassination Chapter" was Xiaocheng when Nie Yan was six years old, shocking the entire mountain gate, and some people began to speculate that this son was from an extraordinary background, but they did not get any explicit.

There is no time for cultivation in the mountains, but time is as untraceable as flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, it was another seven years.

In the past seven years, the one who got along with Nie Yan the most was naturally the crazy Daoist, in addition, in the entire small Dao world, Nie Yan was only familiar with one Xu Shibo and Xu Shibo's two disciples, and the rest of the cultivators were just general acquaintances, and they didn't even know their names.

But where is this? It is called the small road world, the world's top mysterious mountain gate, the essence is a mountain gate that escapes the world, here there are more than 100 Taoists who cultivate, the rules are wide and loose, and only one iron is unshakable.

Once out of this realm, it is extremely difficult to come back.

Unless you already have a transcendent reputation in the world and great merit, you can return to the mountain gate to cultivate.

In addition, as long as it doesn't violate the way of heaven, let you turn the sky upside down, I won't pay attention to you, what is it if you don't know many fellow Daoists in Shanmen?

It's night.

Nie Yan closed the book in his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "I didn't expect that the xx who circulated in the world turned out to be a disciple of my uncle and ancestor, and I don't know if he will be able to go to the mountain gate, but I want to see it." ”

The book in his hand was originally a miscellaneous book, which was borrowed by the master from the mountain gate to spend his leisure time with him.

The book records some of the history, past events, and brilliant characters of the mountain gate.

Nie Yan was amazed at a glance, half of the cultivators with a prominent reputation in this world, and even the cultivators who had become legends, were actually from the small path realm, how could the young man not be fascinated in his heart?

But just in amazement, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and there was no need to look back, just listening to the somewhat scattered steps, you knew that the crazy old man had returned.

"Master." Nie Yan turned his head, the corners of his mouth naturally brought a smile, many years of mountain gates, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is dependent on the master, obviously the master is the most important one in his life.

"Hmm." The crazy old man replied casually, but he threw some things on the table.

But it is some medicinal herb pills, which are all great treasures in the world, but here they are the resources distributed by the mountain gate to all cultivators, not to mention how precious.

Seeing this, Nie Yan naturally went to clean up.

Cultivators' cultivation, if conditions permit, naturally can't break the herbal pill to strengthen their body, just take it away, and feel extremely strange, why is it that the master has brought back so many things this time? It has long exceeded the previous regulations.

"Master, what is this? Have you done a great job? Nie Yan was curious.

The crazy old man looked at Nie Yan deeply, and said, "Today, one of your senior uncles and ancestors has opened a big array, and one thing has been decided. So, I got it back, and that's what we did every month from then on. Specifically, my statutes are the same, but the extra ones are your statutes. ”

"Why is that?" Nie Yan had a vague premonition of uneasiness in his heart.