The heavy rain fell, shooting the Qingjiang into smoke and dust.

Some people are singing on the river.

He is a monk.

He was dressed in a robe, his hands were folded, and his toes tapped on the waves, and then there was a lotus flower, faintly between heaven and earth, and the sound of Buddha echoed.

The monk was not exposed to wind and rain, and his speed was extremely fast, and along the way, only a few people saw his figure.

"Who's that?"

"This kind of monk must be from the Western Desert!"

"Nonsense, the key is which temple he came from?"

The monks did not hear it, and the singing was high, accompanied by the sound of rain, a thousand miles a day.

South of Lin'an City, on the bank of the Qingjiang River.

There was a man sitting cross-legged, facing the river, and when he inhaled and spit out, the river roared, gathered into a hydrated mountain, and then collapsed abruptly, turning into a whirlpool, swallowing the rain from the sky, and the cycle continued endlessly.

His hair was long and his clothes were wet.

And behind him, there were seven people kneeling, their bodies straight, even if the heavy rain wet their vision, these seven people did not dare to use spiritual power to stop them, and let the pouring rain rage.

"Your time is running out, and if you can't find it in two days, let me go to the mountain of sin and think about it. ”

The long-haired man's words were cold, without the slightest emotion.

"Teacher, uncle......"

The long-haired man suddenly raised his hand, and the disciple immediately shut up.

There was a faint sound of singing on the river.

The long-haired man looked at the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River, his face changed abruptly, and a figure was ethereal in the rain, and it came in an instant.

He immediately got up, and the river turned into a blue wave, which rose into the sky, stopping the monk.

"Fellow Daoist excuse me, are you from Bujue Temple?"

"Amitabha, the donor has good eyesight. The monk Ting's footsteps, the lotus flower under his feet bloomed inextinguishably, he bent down slightly, "The little monk sat in the temple for a long time, and went down the mountain to see the red dust." ”

The long-haired man laughed, "Daoist friends come to my Donghuang but have something to do?" In the Yin Jing of the Xiashan Shan Shui Sect, if you need help, the Daoist only needs to say a word, and the Shanshui Sect has always admired the Bujue Temple. ”

"Don't dare to trouble the donor, I'm just here to find a junior. The monk bent down again, "If you can find it, it is fate, and if you can't find it, it is also the Buddha's own intention." ”

"Then don't dare to continue to disturb Daoyou," the long-haired man raised his hand, and a golden post flew out, "Seven days later, my Shanshui Sect Taishang Elder Gong Cheng broke through the realm and hugged one, and invited Daoist friends to come and watch the ceremony." ”

The monk hesitated for a moment, then put the gold post in his sleeve, "Thank you, donor." ”

"Fellow Daoists, please. ”

The long-haired man stepped away, and the blue waves dissipated.

The monk bowed his head slightly, stepped out, and disappeared.

The long-haired man stood on the shore, thoughtful, "Even the temple is here......"

After a long time, the long-haired man sat down again, and he said coldly to the seven people behind him, "You still have two days, don't be like Qin Cheng, do things unfavorably, lose that monster, and be run away!"

The seven didn't dare to say much, so they hurriedly responded and quickly retreated.

It wasn't until they were far away from Qingjiang that they dared to speak.

"Who is that monk?"

"Do you still have the heart to care about this? If you can't find that eyelash, we all have to be like Qin Cheng and locked up in the Sin Mountain for half a year!"

"That Qin Cheng is also unlucky, not to mention that he has entered the inner door, and the position of the senior brother of the outer gate has also been taken away. ”

"Aren't we unlucky? Looking for someone who is afraid that he is about to hug a realm! He is Nai, how can he find such a big gap in the realm?"

"The sect didn't expect us to find it at all!" one of them had an ugly face, "We're afraid it's just a bait, and the sect can't help but shoot at us, thus exposing himself!"

There was a long silence, and after a moment, another person slowly spoke, "The sect really suspects that person is a giant que?"

"If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if. ”

"Then what should we do? If you find it, you are afraid that it will be death, and if you can't find Feng Sinshan, it is better to live than to die. ”

"Life is better than death, that is also life!"

"Alas, I envy that Qi Ruyi, who was taken into the Forbidden Mountain by his uncle and ancestor, carefree. ”

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

"How?"

"I've heard ......"

The seven martyrdom brothers flew south, and among the mountains there, nearly a hundred disciples of the Shanshui Sect were searching everywhere.

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In the Shanshui Sect, the lanterns are colorful.

All the halls and buildings have been renovated.

The elders inside the gate attached great importance to this great gift, and the disciples of the outer gate were also busy because of it, and the reconstruction, sweeping, and decoration of the twelve main peaks all fell on their heads, but the disciples were also proud of it.

Break through the realm and hug one.

This is a feat that no one in the Shanshui Sect has completed in the past thousand years.

Counting the human race, how many great powers can be counted?

The Dao Deficiency and Dao Yu brothers of Tianji Pavilion are, and there is probably one sitting in the temple, and it is said that there is also an ancestor in a certain tribe in Nanling.

But you can't say anything about it on the surface.

As for whether it was in the dark, it was not something that these disciples could know.

Therefore, the ancestor of his own family can break through the realm and hug one, which is a great joy that the Shanshui Sect has not had for many years.

Qi Ru walked on the mountain road, and when she saw her outer disciples, they all saluted respectfully.

This senior sister is a legendary figure in the sect, not long ago her father died and her brother died, which can be said to have experienced the most tragic thing in the world, but in an instant, good luck came frequently, first by the elders of the inner door as a disciple, and then by the ancestors at a glance, brought into the forbidden mountain to practice.

It's a step to the top.

Qi Ru understood what those disciples were thinking, but she was expressionless, went to the apse to get what she needed, and turned around and walked back to the Forbidden Mountain.

The forbidden mountain is not high, but it is the most important forbidden place of the Shanshui Sect, surrounded by the other eleven mountains, and all the heritage and roots of the Shanshui Sect are hidden here.

If it is the dream of every outer disciple to be able to enter the inner gate, then being able to enter the Forbidden Mountain is the pursuit of every inner disciple.

Qi Ru went all the way up, and there were seven caves on the top of the mountain, and she walked into the innermost one.

Bow down and get on your knees.

"Got it back?" said an old voice.

"Well, seven Yuanyang grasses, three Qiyao vines, and two silver lotus. ”

An elixir flew from the darkness and floated in front of Qi Ruye's eyes.

"Grind the Yuanyang grass and the Qiyao vine into powder, take the juice of the silver lotus and mix it together, and take it with this pill. ”

"Yes, Ancestor. Qi Ru put away the pill and was about to turn around and leave.

"You'd better not think about anything else. The old voice was a little gloomy.

Qi Ru turned around and bowed his head respectfully, "The disciple doesn't dare." ”

"That's good, I'll come back in three weeks after taking the medicine. ”

When Qi Ru left, the old man sighed in the darkness.

"Seven days to go...... Oh, Zhu He has done something useful when he came to that waste, and if he succeeds, I will thank him. ”

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