The two carefully helped the Taoist chief into the main hall, and the old Taoist priest sat down on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his breath seemed to be nothing. Lu Jinghong and Cheng Ziping were uneasy, and they didn't dare to disturb the old Taoist, so they only snuggled up to each other, dragged two futons over, and sat beside the old Taoist, until the sky was about to brighten, and the east showed the glimmer of the morning light, and the old Taoist Fang Chang exhaled, woke up from the meditative state, and snorted coldly.

Lu Jinghong, who was drowsy and leaning on Cheng Ziping's body, woke up in an instant, and saw the old Taoist's eyes fall on him, his eyes showed regret, sighs, hesitation, and apologies All kinds of extremely complicated eyes, he was anxious for a while, thinking that the old Taoist priest blamed the two of them for causing trouble, and the old Taoist priest seemed to see what she was thinking, but shook his head slightly, indicating that this was not the case.

After a while, the old Taoist priest went to change into a set of Taoist robes, and tied his hair again, it looked like he suddenly had a little more fairy wind bones, and his face was no longer pale, but Lu Jinghong and Cheng Ziping didn't sleep all night, and they were frightened, and their faces were haggard, their hair was unkempt, and they looked like they were fleeing. The old Taoist went to the main hall again, and asked Lu Jinghong to kneel on the futon, Lu Jinghong didn't know why, knelt down according to the words, and the old Taoist priest asked: "Girl, have you ever taken refuge?" Lu Jinghong knew that some of the shallow Taoist exercises he practiced could not be hidden from the old Taoist, and replied honestly: "I haven't taken refuge yet." The old Taoist priest pondered for a long time and said, "Then I will make it convenient for you to take refuge now, worship under my door, girl, your name?" Lu Jinghong was quite surprised, and a little surprised, and said his name at the moment, the old Taoist said, "The name of the master has forgotten, you remember it." Our vein originates from the first Tianzun of Kunlun Mountain, the ancestor of Yuqing, the Taoist hidden world, and the Tianxin faction. It stands to reason that you entered my door, originally according to the word generation, you originally belonged to the "Min" generation, but your disciple is different from others...", and he muttered for a long time, and said: "I will accept you as a disciple first, but not with you for the time being, after a hundred days, if you come here again, I should be with you in the ranks, the name of the ancestor, but before that..."The old Taoist priest hesitated for a while and said: "You still have to go through some tribulations, whether you can survive it depends on yourself." After that, he said: "No matter what, from today onwards, you will be regarded as a disciple of my Kunlun One Vein Tianxin Sect, no matter where you are, you need to keep it in mind." Then he took a manuscript from the side room, held it with both hands solemnly, and handed it to Lu Jinghong: "This is the mystery of this strange door Dunjia, you need to keep it well, carefully participate in the study, if the study is thorough, there are its own wonders." After speaking, he asked Lu Jinghong to bow three times and bow nine times, gave the Taoist priest a cup of tea, and said, "Hurry up and go, this is not a convenient place." You don't have to come again for 100 days. Lu Jinghong was still full of doubts, so he directly half-pushed and half-sent, sent the two to the door, and slammed the door shut.

Outside the gate, Lu Jinghong and Cheng Ziping looked at each other again, confused, everything that happened last night was like a dream, inexplicably they had a master, but they said that they could not get started until a hundred days later, neither taught any exercises, nor taught the secrets of the sect, so they said that you are a disciple of the Tianxin faction from now on, and sent a manuscript that I don't know what the content is, and drove myself out of the door, which master is this worship... I didn't let him come to the door within 100 days, and I didn't say a word about what happened last night. On the contrary, he also said that he would have a catastrophe within 100 days, which means that he can't get by...

Lu Jinghong couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed: What is all this......

At that time, it was already dawn, and the two went to the forest to find their way home, and when they went home, everything went smoothly, and there were no twists and turns, and there were no more getting lost, but the trees and rocks on the side of the road were messy and upside down, as if there were a large group of wild boars trampled in the mountains and forests last night, and I don't know if it was because of last night. But in about forty minutes, the two of them have arrived at the parking place, and when they arrived at the car, Lu Jinghong couldn't help but glance at Cheng Ziping again, knowing that it must be abnormal to get lost for more than two hours when they went yesterday, but at the moment the two of them were tired and had no strength to entangle, so they hurried home and slept for a whole day before relieving themselves.

In the next three months, all sorts of strange things happened. For a long time, although Lu Jinghong loves easy learning and has heard a lot of supernatural stories, he still has a half-believing attitude towards ghosts and gods. Cheng Ziping also asked Lu Jinghong: Do you believe in ghosts and gods? Lu Jinghong replied: Theoretically, I believe there is. Because the so-called mind and soul of human beings are essentially magnetic fields, and if someone's magnetic field is particularly strong, strong enough to change matter, then it is God?... If the magnetic field does not dissipate after a person dies, then it is probably a ghost, right? But you and I have never seen it, have we? After all, it is just a blind man touching an elephant and speculating on his own.

And now, Lu Jinghong is standing in the overwhelming rain of Qinling, and behind him is Cheng Ziping in the tent with a high fever, looking around, uninhabited, Lu Jinghong can't help but feel a sense of pathos in his heart. Who said that the things of ghosts and gods are all nothing? If it weren't for the things he had experienced in the past few months, how could Lu Jinghong appear here, and he would have been trapped in this place where the heavens should not be and the earth was not spiritual. "Is this really fate of cause and effect?" Lu Jinghong was secretly ruthless in his heart, Master, if I pass the current level, I will definitely let you know that my apprentice is not a vegetarian!

Five days ago, Lu Jinghong, who insisted on coming to Qinling, and a group of travelers chose this Aotai crossing line through Qinling, because this route would pass through Lu Jinghong's destination Taibailiang. Seeing that Cheng Ziping, who couldn't stop him, he could only silently put on his bag and set off with Lu Jinghong.

Who knew that on the second day after entering the mountain, it rained heavily, the rain was endless, the temperature dropped sharply, and despite the waterproofing, everyone's clothes were soaked. At that time, there were disagreements among several small groups that set off together, some were ready to give up going down the mountain, and some insisted on going, Cheng Ziping also quarreled with Lu Jinghong, Cheng Ziping didn't understand why Lu Jinghong, who has always loved to make small temperament, was actually very reasonable this time so stubborn and insisted on moving forward, and Lu Jinghong refused to explain, but secretly pulled the personal Qimen and asked, just didn't let go. In the end, the quarrel was urgent, and Lu Jinghong suddenly said: "I'm not here because of you..." Cheng Ziping's heart suddenly softened, sighed, and broke Lu Jinghong's face, but saw that there were faint tears in the corners of Lu Jinghong's eyes, only because he was sad because of the quarrel, and said softly at the moment: "Don't cry, can't I accompany you?"

The next day is still on the road, the rain has not stopped, the first day everyone is wet, fortunately brought an extra set of close-fitting fleece underwear, reluctantly put on, hoping that on the way forward can wait for the rain to stop and rest for a while, the clothes are dry, who knows that the rain will fall endlessly, the third day, the fourth day, the road is more and more slippery and difficult to walk, Cheng Ziping finally launched a high fever, but it was a cold, and Lu Jinghong, who has always been delicate, has never been sick because he insists on meditating every night. Considering that they still had to cross the glacier ahead, Lu Jinghong and Cheng Ziping had to separate from their teammates and ask them to reach the signal to help send out a distress signal.