After solving the troubles caused by the demon road and the gangsters, there were no other obstacles along the way, and in the afternoon of the next day, Wu Xie saw the port near the river near the horizon from a distance on the wooden row.

"The water flow in the last part of this is obviously slowing down, if the hero is in a hurry, it is better to go ashore and walk." Since last night's battle, everyone in the platoon gang has insisted on calling Wu Xie "hero", and seeing that he was a little anxious at the moment, they came up with an idea for him.

Wu Jie, who was distressed by the fact that the speed of the wooden raft began to decline, suddenly realized, said goodbye to everyone, jumped up with the medicine box, jumped on the shore with two clicks on the waves with his toes, and rushed towards Shuangyue Harbor.

Watching his figure gradually fade away, Steward Lu couldn't help but smile and nodded.

"If there are more heroes like this, most of us who are suffering from life will be able to live a better life!"

Wu Xie's speed was faster than that of a fast horse, and it only took about a quarter of an hour to run to Shuangyue Harbor.

After paying the money and entering the city, he walked around the city in the direction indicated by the bamboo sign, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally went out of the city, and followed the weedy path to a deserted thatched hut.

The thatched hut was so dilapidated that the roof was barely visible, and most of the mud-brick walls had collapsed, except for a small patch of broken straw and a few fragments of ruins.

Outside the house, there was probably a vegetable patch, but it has long been abandoned, and the vegetables have grown into wild vegetables. In the distance, what was once a field was overgrown with weeds and turned into a complete wasteland.

Wu Xie even saw that there were rabbits building nests in the wasteland, and they looked very comfortable.

"What's going on?" Puzzled, he took out the bamboo plaque and found that this was indeed what the map indicated.

But...... Judging by the extent of the desolation, it will be at least a few years before anyone lives there!

Puzzled, he walked to the dilapidated house, the door of which was long gone, and the furniture in it was already in tatters. The only thing that was still a little shaped was a bed that was only half left, but when he tried to put his hand on the bed, the bed also collapsed with a thud and turned into a piece of broken wood.

On closer inspection, the wood has long since decayed, but it is barely holding on to its shape.

"Fourth, you won't go the wrong way, will you? I don't think anyone has been here for decades, and even the wood has rotted like this! ”

Du Ruo's question reached Wu Jie's heart, and he walked out of the broken house again, took out the bamboo card and carefully compared it.

However, it is still true, the place indicated by the bamboo sign is indeed here!

For a while, everyone ran out of ideas and stood there in a daze.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became overcast, and dark clouds from nowhere quickly gathered layer after layer, covering the sky tightly. It wasn't yet time for the sun to set, but the ground was soon as dark as night.

Wu Xie sighed, and was about to go back to Shuangyue Port to find someone to inquire about the news, but just raised his foot, but suddenly froze in place.

At some point, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes appeared beside him, holding the jade bottle that he had been putting in the medicine box in both hands, and staggered towards the dilapidated house.

At this moment, the dilapidated house has become a fairly complete thatched hut, a short man in his thirties is busy in the vegetable patch in the yard, seeing him coming, he quickly stood up, showed a surprised expression, and shouted: "Brother! Where have you been? Mother is talking about you every day! ”

Hearing the conversation in the courtyard, a thin old woman came out with the help of a middle-aged woman dressed plainly, her eyes glazed down, obviously blind. But it was obviously inconvenient to move, but she seemed very anxious, shouting "Ah! Where are you? He hurried towards the courtyard.

I don't know where the strength of this old body came from, her speed was so fast that the woman didn't even have time to support her. As a result, when I went out, I accidentally tripped on the threshold and fell to the ground.

The figure flashed, and Wu Xie and Du Ruo had already rushed over left and right, wanting to hold her.

Wu Jie's hands were empty, but Du Ruo held the old lady steadily. She suddenly realized, squeezed her eyes at Wu Jie, motioned him to step back a little, and then helped the old woman to the middle-aged man who had rushed to the front of the house.

The middle-aged man was obviously mute, he opened his mouth wide and called "Aa", but he couldn't say the whole thing, just handed the jade bottle to his mother and made a gesture to take medicine.

"This is medicine? What am I going to take my medicine for? ”

The old woman looked puzzled, but she could not resist her son's repeated pleas, and drank the emerald green grass juice in the medicine bottle.

In an instant, the white light shone brightly, and the bright light pierced Wu Xie so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and Du Ruo even screamed and fled back to the Heavenly Book World Realm.

After the white light dissipated, Wu Xie found that the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the sun was shining again. In the warm sunlight, he still stood in front of the ruined house, which was no different from the ruins.

What's going on?

Wu Xie was wondering, but he saw that the black gas around him flickered, and Jiang An had already appeared here.

This Qingyang Guan immortal did not have the slightest immortal wind at this moment, but burst into tears, walked straight to Wu Jie, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed.

"Brother Wu's great kindness, Jiang will never forget!"

At this moment, Wu Xie was really stunned.

After a long time, he understood the cause and effect of the incident under the explanation of Jiang An.

Three hundred years ago, in order to ask for medicine for his mother, the filial son Jiang An kowtowed step by step, dragging his dead body to Qingniu Town. But at this time, it was quite unfortunate that the immortals were busy recruiting disciples and had no time to separate, and the immortal seekers were afraid of losing the immortal fate and refused to help. After the last day, he stood frozen in Qingniu Town without his wish, but he was brought to life by virtue of a spiritual spirit that moved the heavens and the earth, and he turned into an extremely rare pure yang ghoul, able to fly extinct and manifest in the daytime.

It's just that when he woke up, decades had passed, and his relatives back home were long gone.

Jiang An was grief-stricken, wandering in the world and not knowing where to go, and finally in the Jindaoman cottage deep in the southern mountains, he was enlightened by Master Du'e, a high monk who happened to pass by to collect medicine, and returned to Qingniu Town, waiting for someone who was willing to fulfill his last wish for himself back then.

This is more than 200 years.

For more than 200 years, he changed his name to Jiang'an, became a disciple of Qingyangguan, and was the head of the twenty-sixth generation of disciples, stepping into the immortal road.

But the wish of the year has never been fulfilled.

Until this selection of Qingyangguan disciples, there was finally a warm-hearted person who was willing to stand up and risk losing the immortal fate to help him fulfill his wish!

"So...... Over here...... It was already three hundred years ago? ”

"That's right. But for me, these 300 years have never passed, and my wish has not been fulfilled until today! ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"I see!"

He was sighing when he suddenly remembered something else and asked nervously, "That...... The seniors, my immortal quest ......"

Jiang An Da smiled and slapped his palm on the shoulder: "Since you remember to ask for immortals, why don't you go back quickly!" ”

Wu Xie was stunned again, and then he laughed dumbly.

"Then I'm leaving!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you on Oxhorn Peak!"

…… A vigorous figure, galloping across the vast land, running upstreams along the Xiaochijiang River, running faster than the finest horses.

His steps whistled in a gust of wind.

When the terrain was calm, he ran on the shore; When the terrain was rough and difficult, he sped on the water.

He worked day and night, only when he was tired, he returned to the shore to eat and rest, and then soon regained his energy and went on the road again.

He walked through the fields, over the rows of woods, over the mountains.

At noon on the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, he had already come to the foot of the famous waterfall on the Xiaochijiang River, and looked up at the waterfall with a sad face with a young man who happened to be standing here.

"It's not easy to get up to this place." He said.

"yes!" The boy sighed, helpless.

"But there's always a way!" With that, he plunged into the nearby woods and climbed up the steep mountain path.

The young man watched him fade away, and was admiring, when he suddenly came back to his senses and shouted, "Hero! Don't go! Take me as an apprentice! I'm here to learn from you! ”

Of course, Wu Xie didn't know that there was a young man who sincerely apprenticed to Lu Dao who was struggling to follow his footprints, and he was still desperately hurrying, day and night.

When I came back to the town where I had set off with the platoon gang, it was already the afternoon of the fifth day of the fifth month of May.

"Fourth...... I think it's probably too late......" Du Ruo said with a sad face, "It's almost dark...... The previous part of the mountain road was so difficult to walk that it wasting too much time! ”

"If you don't get to the end, how do you know that it's too late?" Wu Xie smiled heartily and still kept running.

He ran along the barely visible path to the edge of the Da Chi River, threw two ginseng pills into his mouth, and then rushed across the Da Chi River again, rushed out of Wu'an County, and ran towards Qingniu Town.

But even so, when he ran to Qingniu Town, the sun was already hanging in the westernmost part of the horizon, and it was about to set.

Wu Xie panted exhaustedly, although he already knew that he would be a little worse after all, and he couldn't catch up after all, but he still wanted to continue running.

In any case, you have to work hard until the last day!

"Good job, young man!" A gentle voice came, and when I turned my head, it was the innkeeper Li Mingtun - or rather, the senior master of Qingyang Guan, Mr. Hun Tian.

"But after all, it's still too late...... Wu Xie said with a wry smile.

"Who said it was too late?" Mr. Hun Tian smiled slightly, raised his hand and grabbed the sun in the sky, "If you don't try, how do you know the way?" ”

Wu Xie blinked, not knowing why. But he still got up again and ran towards Niujiao Peak.

He ran to the bottom of the Ox Horn Peak, and saw that there were many people on the top of the mountain, but many more sighed at the foot of the mountain, and some people were still struggling to climb up the mountain road.

Before he could think about it, he took a big stride and rushed up the stone steps.

This time, he really had no distractions in his heart!

Strange to say, the sun was about to set, but it was not until he climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the bottom of the stone archway in the cheers of everyone that the red sun on the edge of the sky fell suddenly.

"I'm not late, am I?" Looking at the seven immortals standing there in a row, he asked with some uneasiness.

"Just right." Zhang Longha, who presided over the selection, smiled, "For so many years, it's the first time I've seen someone arrive in the sun!" ”

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt weak, and fell down as soon as it was dark in front of him.

This wild run day and night really exhausted every ounce of his strength.

Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely heard Mr. Hun Tian's voice announcing the results of the Xianmen selection: "This Xianmen selection, a total of fourteen disciples have been recruited, and they should be listed as the twenty-seventh generation of disciples. ”