The sea of clouds is vast, and it is vast and vast.

Tianchuan Mountain, Yangjingtang is the same scenery as ever. There were two figures chasing after him.

"Third Senior Brother, don't run, you stop for me......" A burst of laughter like silver bells resounded in the courtyard.

I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl holding an inked brush in her hand while chasing and shouting, and under the light of the little broken sun, her face with a slight smile looked even more beautiful and beautiful.

Not far in front of her was a young man, twenty-six or seven. He is quite handsome, his eyes are clever, and he is a witty and intelligent person at first glance.

At this time, he turned around and begged with a wry smile: "Little junior sister, are you really stupid for me, the second senior brother has already been painted by you, I just returned to the hall, you better let me go......" After speaking, he turned his head, but ran faster and faster.

After Shi Xin went down the mountain, Zhao Xiaoying, the little witch on Yangjingtang, had no playmates for a while.

The senior brothers in the hall were busy preparing for the Eight Classes Trial during this time, so naturally they wouldn't entangle her too much. But she is a person who sits idly, and when she is bored, she meets the third senior brother Zhu who has been practicing for a long time down the mountain and returns to the hall for no reason, so there is this frolicking scene.

At that moment, she was not less interested, lifted the brush in her hand and looked at it, pursed her small mouth and smiled slightly excitedly, and chased after her quickly.

Na Zhu was really shocked when he saw this for no reason, this aunt and grandmother would definitely make fun of herself every time she went back to Yangjingtang, and she didn't think much about it at the moment, so she hurriedly ran out of the courtyard of her residence like a smoke.

This chase has already reached the front hall.

Zhu Wuzhi was in a hurry at this time, and he seemed a little flustered. But the more urgent it was, the more it changed, and the footsteps had just stepped out of the steps of the front hall, when suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was shocked in his heart, but his body was already too late, and he saw that he was about to crash into the body of the person in the next second.

"Ahh

Suddenly, just as his shout fell, a strong wind silently gave birth to the man in front of him, and immediately lifted him up, and forced him to stop and stand still.

"Hehe, Third Senior Brother, you can't run away now. Zhao Xiaoying saw him standing still, standing in place, and laughing a little proudly behind him.

Zhu Wuzhi, who was in front of him, was also puzzled for a while, and hurriedly raised his head to look at the person.

However, this look was even more surprising than just now, only to hear him stammer: "Palm...... Master ......"

I saw that the person who came was wearing a plain gray and white robe, crane hair and white beard, fairy wind and bones, and his appearance was strange, and he was actually a quiet and real person in charge of the Tianzha faction.

To say that this quiet real person has been in charge of the head for more than 200 years, he has rarely been out of the Chengling Hall, but he didn't expect to suddenly visit Yangjing in person, which inevitably surprised Zhu Wureason.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoying had already caught up from behind, and she was a little surprised when she saw Zhu standing in place like a chicken for no reason, and there was an old man with crane bones and fairy wind standing in front of her.

I wish to go up the mountain earlier for no reason, and I was fortunate to see the head of the house in the last Batang test, so I knew that the person in front of me was the head of the house. But after all, Zhao Xiaoying is young, and she has never been to Chengling Hall in the past fifteen years, so naturally she doesn't know the old man in front of her.

However, although she is not very old, she is extremely intelligent and eccentric. At a glance, I could see that there was a black and white Tai Chi pattern on the crown of the old man's head, and the Taoist robe on his body was pigmented, and his demeanor also had a fluttering posture.

Although she is the only daughter of the hall master of Yangjingtang, she is playful, but after all, she is privately amusing with all the senior brothers, and she will never dare to do this in front of the elders at this time.

She also reacted quickly, and at this time hurriedly hid the brush in her hand behind her, lowered her head and said, "Disciple Zhao Xiaoying has seen the master ......."

It's just that she is a daughter after all, and she is quite delicate and petite, so such small actions naturally fall in the eyes of a quiet real person.

Qingyou Zhenren didn't care, his right hand stroked the white beard on his chest, and a pair of warm eyes looked at Zhao Xiaoying and smiled gently: "I can't imagine that you have grown so tall after more than ten years." ”

Zhao Xiaoying was a little puzzled when she heard this, she didn't seem to have seen this old man before, right?

In fact, how did she know that the union of her father and mother was originally a good story in the Tianzha faction. Her birth was also a great joy in Yangjingtang that year, and many elders came to congratulate her, even the head of the Qingyou real person also made an exception to come to this Yangjingtang, so there is such a thing as a quiet real person.

Zhu Wuyin pulled Zhao Xiaoying's sleeve at this time, and reminded in a low voice: "This is the head of the family." ”

Zhao Xiaoying's surprise was also pale, and she immediately widened her eyes and whispered: "He...... He's the master?"

Before Zhu Wuyin could speak, Qingyou Zhenren had already smiled and said, "What?

"I didn't ...... No, the disciple didn't dare. "Originally, Zhao Xiaoying, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, saw a quiet real person at this time, but she was like a docile little rabbit, how dare she make a mistake.

Qingyou Zhenren smiled again, then took his gaze back from Zhao Xiaoying's god, and said slowly to Zhu Wuzhi on the side: "Where is your master?"

"Back to the master, the master is in the back mountain, why don't you go to the hall and sit for a while, and the disciple will go and invite the master back to the hall?" Zhu replied respectfully for no reason.

Unexpectedly, Qingyou Zhenren waved his hand and said, "No need, you can lead me forward." ”

Zhu was stunned for no reason, but he didn't dare to disobey the order of the master, and then returned: "Yes, the master"

Qing Yu Zhenren nodded and did not speak again.

Seeing Qingyou Zhenren and Zhu Wuxian walking in the direction of the back mountain, Zhao Xiaoying looked a little confused in the same place, and said in a low voice: "The master of the family actually came to Yangjingtang to find his father in person?"

The mountain path is steep and the stone steps stretch around.

Surrounded by pines and cypresses, and mixed trees into forests, plus the number of disciples of this Yangjingtang is much smaller than that of other halls, so this mountain place also seems to be quieter.

In Zhao Huanran's spare time, he likes to go up the mountain alone.

On this day, he walked along, but saw the beautiful scenery in the forest, and the mountain breeze blew slowly, sweeping over his clothes, and also swept a few strands of gray hair between his temples.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the traces left by the years, and he was full of thoughts for a while.

"It's old after all......"

There is a huge towering ancient tree on the back mountain of Yangjingtang, which cannot be surrounded by seven or eight people.

Zhao Huanran stood under this ancient tree and vaguely recalled the scene when he first went to this Yangjing Hall.

When a huge flash flood broke out at the foot of Tianchao Mountain, which is rare in hundreds of years, the then ninth head of the Tianchuan faction concealed that the real person had compassion and immediately ordered his disciples to go down the mountain to rescue the people who had been affected by the disaster.

The Tianzha Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and the villages and villages below the mountains are scattered, and no one expected such natural and man-made disasters to occur. So much so that the lives of hundreds of people were lost in this rare torrent.

Zhao Huanran's village was relatively remote, and when the flood hit, there was already a Xiuzhen disciple Yukong arriving. He watched the village be swept away by the relentless flood, and the villagers fled in all directions, and he and his village playmates Qiu Yifeng and Yang Ruowei were hugged by their parents after a towering tree, and the flood engulfed their parents.

Later, they were fortunate to be rescued by the disciples of the Tianzhan faction and went up to this Tianzha Mountain.

Now that time is long, I suddenly look back, thinking of the three people who were rescued together and were like compatriots, Ruowei has fallen early, and his brother has also given up his cultivation and was sealed in the Sealing Demon Valley with the demon of the demon world. At this moment, he is the only one who has become the head of the lineage, stealing the prosperity of this world alone, and he can't help but be a little desolate and sad.