Out of the Cuiyun Palace, Ye Cang and the others followed closely behind Luo Mu and walked in the direction of the Pill Pavilion.

Along the way, Senior Brother Luo Mu seemed to be quite talkative, and carefully inquired about the origins of Ye Cang and Yuan Zhiping, and also gave a general introduction to the scenery of the Qingye Guan Sect. As the first shelter for beginner disciples, Cuiyun Hall is located on the mountainside of the Aoba Mountain Range, and it is the first building of a certain scale in the inner courtyard of the Aoba Temple, but it is a bit small compared to the other five pavilions in the inner courtyard.

After leaving the Cuiyun Palace, they climbed all the way over three or five small hills, and the three of them came to a high ground.

There is a dense group of buildings in front, gray walls and colored tiles, the building is elegant, the roof ridge rises straight up, compared with the Taoist temples that Ye Cang saw in his previous life, the buildings here appear taller and lighter. A trail of green smoke curls around the smoke, hiding several buildings behind the smoke, making it even more mysterious.

Passing through several courtyards in a row, the three of them listened to it in front of a quaint temple, and the plaque of the temple was written in cursive with a few strong and powerful big characters "Danyao Pavilion", the penmanship was vigorous, and the pen went to the edge.

"Good word!"

Ye Cang sighed in his heart, in his previous life, Ye Cang had been immersed in calligraphy for a long time, so he naturally recognized the extraordinary font on the plaque at a glance.

It was only after admiring it for a moment that Ye Cang realized that something was wrong, and in a trance, he saw endless sword light floating out of the font, a white-clothed swordsman with a long sword in his hand, swinging his swordsmanship like an immortal, fast or slow, with a graceful posture, arbitrarily vertical and horizontal, and stabbed his brain painfully. Ye Cang hurriedly wanted to look away from his eyes, not looking at those words, but he felt as if his eyes were sucked, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

Just when Ye Cang was in a hurry, Senior Brother Luo Mu's fat body blocked in front of Ye Cang, cutting off the line of sight between Ye Cang and the plaque, and Ye Cang relieved himself. Still, there was a tingling sensation coming from the depths of my mind, and my eyes were even more sore. And Yuan Zhiping, who was next to him, also looked at the plaque, but there was nothing at all.

Luo Mu looked back at Ye Cang, showed a strange expression, and explained, "This is the 'Pill Pavilion' written by the third disciple of the Patriarch of the Kai Sect, Lingji Dao, which condenses a trace of his sword intent divine thought, which usually does not appear much, and when it meets someone who is destined, it will explode." It seems that your mental strength is good, and you can actually touch the divine thoughts of the three ancestors. But you just stared directly at the plaque, your brain should be disturbed by divine thoughts, and you should be fine after a little rest for half a day. ”

Ye Cang suddenly realized, and hurriedly nodded in thanks, secretly thinking that this plaque still has such a big origin, it seems that the Lingji Daoist who wrote these words back then must be extraordinary.

Luo Mu then instructed, "When I see Daoist Qingsang later, you must understand the rules, don't look around casually, and don't talk nonsense." Qingsang Dao Chang is usually a strict person, so it is best not to leave a bad impression of meeting. ”

Ye Cang and the others bowed slightly, nodded yes, and then followed Luo Mu to take a step forward and walk towards the inside of the hall.

After entering the house, Ye Cang felt a mysterious aura rushing towards him, the internal space of the hall was much larger than he imagined, there were four thick pillars on the left and right sides, with an interval of about five meters, at the end of the hall were several rows of tables and chairs, and a portrait of a Taoist priest was hung in the middle, wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a jade sword, wielding freely. Ye Cang looked at it from afar, and felt that the person on the painting was a little similar to the white-clothed swordsman who conveyed the sword intent on the plaque just now.

At this time, in front of the table and chair under the portrait, with his back to Ye Cang and the others, stood a middle-aged Taoist priest with a strand of hair in a bun and a brown Taoist robe. The Taoist priest held a jade pen in his hand, as if he was writing something on the desk in front of him.

"Master, the two disciples who are new to the year-end test are brought. Luo Mu saw the Taoist priest in front of him, stepped forward, bowed and saluted.

"Well, you go down first. The Taoist priest in front did not turn around, and directly ordered.

"Yes, the disciple retired. Luo Mu saluted again, retreated, and squeezed his eyes at Ye Cang and the others before leaving, signaling the two to behave well.

After Luo Mu withdrew from the main hall, Qingsang Daoist didn't seem to have the intention of turning around, still facing away from Ye Cang and the others, focusing on the things on the table in front of them, and Ye Cang and the others had to stand still and wait.

In this way, time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Cang and the others had been standing for almost an hour. Due to the continuous month of intensive training, Ye Cang only felt a little tired at this time, and this intensity of standing was still within the tolerable range. However, Yuan Zhiping's state next to him seemed to be a little worse, although he tried his best to maintain a standing posture, his legs seemed to tremble slightly.

After another stick of incense, the Taoist priest in front put down the jade pen in his hand and turned around. Dressed in a brown robe, he is about forty years old, slightly chubby, his face is slightly rounded, and his face is white and beardless, giving people a sense of intimacy.

The Taoist priest glanced at Ye Cang and the two of them lightly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, a pair of one-meter-square rice paper behind him flew up out of thin air, slowly drifting towards Ye Cang and the others, stopping about two feet away from Ye Cang and the others, and suspended in the air in front of the two of them.

"You two help me see, how is this painting?" came the voice of the Qingsang Daoist.

Hearing this, Ye Cang looked at the rice paper intently, and then realized that the Qingsang Dao people had just made a painting. Above the picture is a forest of dead trees, a hint of ash blows in the face, some corpses are lying in the clearing in the woods, and the outlines of several lonely graves are faintly visible in the distance. The only one of them standing, a warrior in armor whose face is illegible, is pinned to the ground by a spear piercing his body.

After half a ring, Yuan Zhiping took the lead in speaking, "Returning to the Dao Leader, the disciple feels the breath of death in the painting, and everyone, including Shumu, is in a shadow of death. The disciple guessed that these people may have gone through a great battle before their deaths, and the corpses that fell on the ground and the armored warriors belonged to two hostile camps, and the armored warriors were strong in martial arts, but they were outnumbered, and in the end, they only lost both sides with their best efforts. ”

"Well, yes, do you see anything else?" asked Mu Sang Dao with a slight smile.

"The disciple is stupid, and he has only seen these things so far. Yuan Zhiping thought for a moment and replied a little nervously.

Qingsang Daoist nodded slightly, and then looked at Ye Cang.

"Dao Chief, the disciple saw three things from this painting, one was to see death, the second was to see killing, and the third was to see vitality. Facing the gaze of Daoist Qingsang, Ye Cang replied calmly.

Hearing Ye Cang's answer, Qingsang Daoren's eyes lit up, but he instantly regained his calm, "Death, killing, vitality? ”

"The so-called death qi is very simple, the disciple is the same as what Brother Yuan saw, and at the beginning of the whole picture, there is a gray death breath in front of him, dead wood, dead corpses and lonely graves, all of which convey death. As for the killing, the painting conveys an aura of slaughter, the mess in the dead woods, and the corpses lying on the ground indicate that the deceased must have gone through a great battle before his death, but not necessarily with a standing armored warrior, but may have been killed by some external force that is not shown in the picture. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Cang paused, "As for the vitality, the disciple also saw it from this picture. The so-called Noji Tailai, when a thing develops to the worst, it is also the beginning of the beginning of turning to the good. Although the gray atmosphere of death in the picture is there, it has begun to show signs of dissipation, and the messy fighting traces on the ground are also reducing, and the dead trees are becoming forests, but they are also giving birth to new life, and the outline of the lonely grave is gradually clear, indicating that the soul of the deceased has also a home, and a new life is also quietly born. ”

"Yes, I know how to draw at a young age, and these speculations are very interesting. Hearing Ye Cang's words, Qingsang Daoren nodded and smiled.

"The disciple is not guessing, it is the painting of the Taoist who told the disciple, although the breath in the painting is discouraged, but it is full of hope, presumably the Taoist has inadvertently revealed it when he painted. Ye Cang replied calmly.

Qingsang Daoist didn't expect Ye Cang to answer like this, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't see any expression on his round face, and only said after half a sound, "Okay, this is the end of the discussion of the painting, from today onwards, the two of you will be the disciples of my Pill Pavilion." The rules of this sect must have been told to you by the Cuiyun Palace, and I won't be verbose anymore. As for the arrangement of the two of you......"

"Yuan Zhiping will go to Dan Pharmacy Xu Fuzi, he will be your master in the future, as for Ye Cang, you will go to Lu Fuzi in the medicine garden, be a medicine boy for the time being, and then assign you a place to go in the future. ”