It was not enough to search for a long time, and then turned around and meditated.

"It has been a long time since the slaughter of the sect was exterminated, and dozens of generations have passed in the mortal world! Who still knows the facts? What is the hatred? What is the hatred? What should I do if they are comfortable now?"

However, when he recalled his ancestors, his mother and his pursuit and killing, the resentment in his heart was revived.

"Is the cause of extermination in the Three Realms Coffin alone?"

That was not enough to frown and sigh.

"Brother Bu, are you free at this time?"

A lark-like melodious sound came. The man got up and opened the door to the guest house, and smiled:

"I'm waiting for the fairy to introduce me. ”

"Step brother, please!"

That Shi Xiaowan is crispy. So the second cultivator went out and went to the other side of the Moon Lake.

"How long ago has the world of fairies lived here?"

"This place was originally the old place of my historian's family, and then because of the extinction of the clan, only my father stole his life. His land has long been occupied by the Ark family, and my father is the nephew of his clan, and his god has given him the land. My father rebuilt it over the centuries to become what it is today. ”

"Oh, there's a big story here!"

"Giggles, Brother Bu actually likes to hear the story. But there is a big story and a big secret here! My father is most afraid to mention this!"

Hearing this, he sneered in his heart:

"Of course I'm afraid! A person who betrays his father and brother, betrays his ancestors, and recognizes a thief as his father, how can he not be afraid of people revealing his scars!"

Just like that, after a while, he was already in the Yingying Temple.

"Miss Wan'er has arrived, does the valley lord have an order from his old man?"

A monk made his debut.

"Zen Master San, you are also on duty today. Wan'er is still afraid that it is Master Hong. ”

"Uncle Hong is in retreat, otherwise he would indeed be on duty. ”

"Zen Master San, this is a famous Taoist friend, and he is an apprentice. Wan'er met by chance, and saw that her knowledge was good, so she was specially recommended to come to my door. ”

"I can see the master in the small way. ”

That's not enough to say respectfully.

"Well, well, well, where is the little friend immortal township?

"The boy is a person from the north and the sea, and he has traveled all over the world, and he has also entered several small sects to learn the monastic method, and he is a disciple of the outside door. Where can I get it? I have no choice but to go on a wild tour. ”

"Oh, let's test the Dharma body like this. ”

Wait for everything to be measured. When I returned to this hall, Wan'er was already sitting on the ground playing against the old monk. Not enough to wait for his side, a few hours, the old monk Fang Xi diligently turned around.

"Boy. What would you like to learn?"

"I am willing to learn the art of change and movement!"

"Hmm. Let's go to the Dust Immortal Gate. This is good at cultivating this technique. The first person in the Sect. ”

"Thank you, Master!"

"Bring this thing well, this is your disciple certificate, and you can enter and exit freely with this. And not afraid of the magic circle blocking!"

"Yes!"

He hung a piece of jade pendant on his waist, said goodbye, and followed Shi Xiaowan to the place where the immortal chief went.

"Senior Brother Bu, it seems that the Zen Master of Scatter is also very curious about you, and he actually recommended you to go to the strength of a dust immortal!"

Nashi Xiaowan's face showed a look of surprise, and he didn't move in his heart:

"It must be the work of Fairy Shi!"

"How can the little girl come with such a big face!"

It was not enough to think about it for a while, so he didn't get into this topic again, but asked casually:

"Fairy, how does the dust fairy look?"

"A dust immortal chief? Well, legend has it that this cultivation is really good, and the Dao method has been perfected into the realm, and it is the cultivation of yin and yang! There are few cultivators under his disciples, and even fewer disciples. However, this cultivation is cold and does not like to make noise, and few children are willing to worship the disciples!"

"Well, that's the case, can the labor fairy find another cultivator as a teacher?"

That's not enough to bow deeply.

"Oh, how can you be like a scholar and a courtesy, idlers think it's ?????? when they look at this"

Na Shi Xiaowan suddenly lost his words, his pretty face turned red, and he hurriedly moved forward. If you don't realize the shortcomings, just go with them. Jing'er looked at her daughter, and suddenly remembered the softness of Chang'er, the spur of Ling'er, and the beauty of Feng'er, the corners of her eyes were red, and she suddenly choked, so she silently stopped talking.

In the receiving temple, a repair after the hall turned around, and said to the Zen master of Sanzhi:

"Master, how can you recommend an inexplicable disciple to the Immortal Immortal?"

"The eldest prince doesn't know, I don't dare to say that I can see clearly the depth of this cultivation, but it is recommended by a small bowl, and it is impossible to reject it, only recommend it to be more stable in the strengths of a dust immortal!"

"Hehehe, the master is so insightful of the world!"

The eldest prince smiled, and then went back to the inside. The old monk's face turned red, and he picked up the tea bowl and took one sip.

Passing through the Ghost Valley, taking the road in the chaotic stone hill and walking, the valley is forbidden to drive the clouds, and the wind is not allowed, but to climb the steps. The grass and trees are sparse between the broken rocks and cliffs, and sometimes large trees and giant trees block the road, but before you know it, it is gradually deeper.

"If this peak collapses like this, it is probably the place where the brothers of the ancestors blew themselves up and died! It was also surrounded by three mountains, and now only the cliffs on the left and right sides are standing!"

There are stone strata that extend through the hills, and at the end of it is a view. In its semi-hidden forest, half standing hill, lonely and quiet, only looking at the stone field in front of it, clean and clean, you can identify that there is a hermitage cultivation among them.

Insufficient to look up, the word on the lintel is "listen to the rain".

"Listen to the rain! This name is elegant! The mountains and forests are quiet and the night is quiet and listen to the wind and rain, and the cultivators are elegant. The noise of the noisy well in the downtown is quiet, and the elegance of the hermit is also!"

Lacking a long sigh, Shi Xiaowan heard this:

"Great ingenuity, great clumsiness, great wisdom and foolishness, natural reason, these three, what is the occupation of Senior Brother Bu?"

"The fairy has a good reputation, how dare Xiaosheng be!"

The door of the Taoist temple opened and half closed, and a woman stretched out her head and said:

"Immortal Changyan said that there are guests, sure enough. Miss Wan'er, come in. ”

"It turned out that my sister was on duty. ”

Nashi Xiaowan stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the female Tao, and chirped forward. Lack of silence followed. Looking around between the lines, I saw that there was a hermit's style and bones in this place. The main hall is also clever, the layout of the halls is compact, showing the small and elegant, quiet and secluded artistic conception. A corridor next to its side hall enters the inner courtyard, the relief paintings in the corridor are delicate, the mountains and rivers seem to be excited and chirping, and the birds seem to be singing and playing. However, looking at the characters in his paintings, they do show a silent demeanor. The chrysanthemums on both sides of the corridor are in full bloom, and occasionally there are orchids that exude a faint fragrance, which is fresh and clean.

When I met several disciples and Taoists, all of them were silent, even if they were in and out, they were also quiet, and there were no loud noises.

"This place is really quiet and quiet, light and elegant!"

Lack of suddenness is weird.

"The place should be the residence of female cultivators, but that dust is not a female cultivator!"

Two more pavilions, a small road on the left and right one winds back, to a wooden building intersection. The windows of this building are open on all sides, and the ground floor is the hall, which has a table of eight immortals and several bamboo chairs. The red jade tea bowl on it is small and chic, a teapot is like a phoenix, red like fire, and it is placed on the tea tray. The tea tray was a deep and dull ebony material.

"It's all extraordinary!"

That lack of emotion secretly sighed.

Yin spirals up a wooden staircase. There are several cabinets on its side, open or closed, and there are antiques and treasures, books and treasure scrolls and the like. The platform of the four-corner lamp and candle is carved into green jade, all in the shape of a dragon and a phoenix, lifelike. Waiting in the hall with the two women, Shi Xiaowan was probably too nervous, and there were faint sweat stains on his forehead.

About half an hour passed, the bamboo and wood stairs came out of the footsteps, not enough to raise their eyes, first a pair of beautiful feet, a pair of embroidered hollow cloth shoes, up is a white robe straight up, exquisite physique, stunning face!

"Sure enough, it's a nun!" (To be continued......)