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"Wow!"

The rugged mountain road, the slight slope stone platform, Murong Xiaoya looked up at the night sky, her little face was full of envy and longing, her hands were wide open, and her eyes were narrowed into a slit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a beautiful shooting star!"

Tonight, the stars were shining, and a beam of meteors suddenly appeared in the bright galaxy, dragging a tail flame like a ceremonial flower, and descended between the Lingnan Mountains. The magical scene attracted Xiaoya, who ran and ran after the meteor vigorously, until she ran here and saw it disappear, and then she was a little unwilling to stop and make her last breath.

"Meteor, you wait, I will catch you and catch you in the future!"

Meteors fell from the sky, and the little girl was ambitious, but she didn't know the pride of the sky in the future, and she hated the barren hills and wild bones...... A thousand years later, if Murong Xiaoya can cultivate the Dao, today's events may evolve into a legendary story, inspiring many young people who are new to the Tao to work hard and treat every day diligently and seriously. However, as far as the facts are concerned, as a monk, especially an orthodox cultivator of a famous sect like the Narcissus Sect, Murong Xiaoya knew that the scene of Shicai was mostly his own delusion, and there was no meteor falling to the ground at all, let alone being chased by himself for so long and so close.

There is wind in the sky, cutting off the path to ascending to immortals, and the strength of that layer of wind is beyond imagination, no one can rush out, and no stars can fall. Thinking about it on the other hand, if there are really stars that can pass through the wind, it will probably not bring spectacular beauty, but a disaster that will destroy the world.

For the Canglang cultivators, "about the wind" is not a secret that everyone is qualified to know, usually only the elders of the great sects, or powerful people, it is possible to cultivate at least to reach the upper realm of transforming gods, and the reason why Murong Xiaoya knows is because of one of her powerful ancestors: Murong Pei.

"When the meteor appeared just now, it seemed that someone was chasing it in the sky, and there were several of them!"

"Is it really a meteor falling to the ground? Or is someone breaking the border?"

"Cranky. Who dares to make trouble here, maybe it's the kind of passer-by, who doesn't know the rules. ”

"If only I had the skills of my grandmother. Whether it's a star or a human, keep it so that it can't escape. ”

Xiaoya has loved shooting stars since she was a child. To be precise, she longed for the outer world, but the outer world was separated by the wind, so she put her hopes on the meteors that might land, and whenever she had the opportunity to see, no matter how important she was doing, she would stop and look at the sky, and follow those brilliant shadows until they disappeared. I saw such a magical scene today. Xiaoya couldn't help but think of thoughts that she shouldn't have, and she was a little greedy and ambitious.

The ancestor's original name was Murong Pei'er, because he became the ancestor, the word "er" in the name gradually became taboo; as one of the few juniors who can be close to him, Murong Xiaoya knows a lot about the legendary deeds of the ancestor, not to mention how envious he is.

Envy is envy, now she can't even fly, and she still needs the help of Shenxing Fu when she goes out.

"Grandma has such good qualifications, so hard work, and so many adventures. It will take a thousand years to get to where we are today, and I don't know how long it will take. ”

The road is long, endless. Walk as you are. After seeing the meteor and returning to reality, the little girl's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and then she thought of something that made her feel happy, and she became high-spirited again.

"Grandma said that my life has a star in my life, and I am blessed in half, maybe not worse than my ancestors. ”

"Tsk, I don't know if it's true, maybe my grandmother thinks I'm pitiful. It's comforting. ”

Between gains and losses, Xiaoya began to talk to herself. The thin eyebrows on his face were curved into an arc moon, and he casually patted a new talisman on his leg. Turn around and get ready to go.

"I think it's reliable. ”

"Who!"

The sudden voice startled Xiaoya, and when she stopped drinking, she had already drawn her sword with her backhand, and Minghua suddenly got up.

"How dare Xiaoxiao ...... Huh?"

Not far away, a strange young man, his linen clothes were torn and there were many traces of fire, his appearance was loyal and honest, and he felt reliable, but he didn't know why, he looked at his young face as if there were endless vicissitudes, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a looming pity like substance, as if he had foreseen something extremely tragic about to happen, and his heart was sad, and his eyes were passed through the window, which went straight to Xiaoya's heart, and he sympathized with him.

Looking at Xiao Ya's sword, the pity in the young man's eyes was even stronger, and he shook his head a little sadly.

"There are stars in life, and there are two halves of happiness...... Poor child, I don't know if I can bear it. ”

"Who are you?" the girl could still see the weirdness, the horizontal sword, the solemn face, the other hand pinched the warning talisman, trying to make her voice less immature: "Wander into the forbidden place, you can know what kind of place this is." ”

"Me?"

The young man ignored the girl's movements, walked slowly, and gave the answer in thought: "You can call me Your Highness." ”

"Dian......" The little girl was a little hesitant, and secretly wanted to send a message to Shantou.

"What is this place?" the young man asked in a voice of pity, not caring what she did?"

"Lingnan, Meng Lin, Narcissus Sect. Thinking in his mouth, Xiao Ya kindly reminded: "Don't trespass on foreign colleagues, it's not fun to break the ban......

"Narcissus Sect? Let me think about it, huh...... Is Murong Pei still here?"

"You know Grandma...... Know the Ancestor?!" Xiaoya was taken aback.

"Ancestor?" the young man was also stunned, nodded lightly at Xiaoya's appearance, and his voice was softer, "There are indeed three or two points similar." Is she okay?"

"Old Ancestor is fine. The elders, Xiao Ya hurriedly put away her sword and bowed, and asked respectfully but vigilantly, "The seniors are here to celebrate their birthday?"

"Congratulations?" the young man was stunned again.

"Tomorrow the ancestor will be a thousand years old. Xiao Ya frowned secretly.

“...... Chitose ......"

The vicissitudes of life, a thousand years of moments, there is nothing more touching than this kind of thing, and the young man has arrived in front of Xiaoya while speaking, looking down at her, his eyes are getting softer and softer.

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen, huh?" was looked at by the young man like this, Xiao Ya was flustered, the other party's voice was magical, knowing that this kind of ** question should not be answered, Xiao Ya still told the truth.

"It's only fourteen! The night is heavy, the wilderness is restless, where are you going, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to catch fish. ”

"Catch ...... Catching a fish?" Hearing such a ridiculous reply, the pity in the young man's eyes trembled slightly.

"Grandma's birthday. Everyone else has a gift, I ......"

Sixty years ago, my grandmother's Taoist couple. The elder of the Narcissus Sect, and at the same time, the elder of the Danlou of the Daoist Academy. Tong Qi, who has the title of grandmaster, failed to pass the pass and returned to the west with a crane, which was rumored to be a regret by countless people.

If you don't have great talent in nature, no matter how hard you work and are diligent, most people still can't achieve anything. In the case of Tong Qi, compare chances, conditions, and assistance. Canglang is afraid that there are few people who are better than him, he is still a grandmaster-level Dan Master, and in the end, he still can't break through the gods, and he will run out of life.

For this kind of result, Murong Pei had expected this result in advance, and she also knew that it could be forced by external forces, in her opinion, if there was to be a miracle, only Mr. Thirteen would return in time with the golden crow, and use the power of the true spirit to force Tong Qi to rise to the higher realm.

Being unexpectedly does not mean that he can be calm, and Murong Pei is unhappy because of this. Slowly put your feelings elsewhere.

She began to raise fish, raising all kinds of fish, but she would not deliberately cultivate them to survive. Silently watch their life and death.

This is adjustment, but also practice, whether it is useful or not, at least you can not let yourself sink into love.

A thousand-year-old Taoist couple, the two have had children, but unfortunately most of the qualifications are ordinary, until a few decent characters finally appeared in recent years. As for Xiao Ya, she is fourteen years old, and her cultivation is not at the fifth level of Qi cultivation. Such qualifications are not outstanding in any way, in terms of temperament. Except for being lively and cute, it doesn't seem to have any special skills.,But I don't know why.。 Murong Pei is happy with this great-grandson for several generations, and his attitude towards him is different.

That's probably the case, grandma's birthday is imminent, Xiaoya thinks about it, and still doesn't know what to send to this day, so sad.

Being able to crown the name of the ancestor in the Narcissus Sect, and it is a thousand-year-old birthday, the guests and friends can imagine it, and the noble gifts are even more different;

There is a spiritual spring three hundred miles away, whenever the moonlight is in the middle of the night, there are grouped fish in the spring to reveal the moonlight, Xiaoya has been with the senior brothers, and saw with their own eyes how beautiful the spots on the body of the fish are.

It was a little late to think of this idea, and the little girl didn't want to alarm others to be known by her grandmother, so she went down the mountain under the starry night and prepared to catch fish.

"That's ......"

After listening to the story, the young man in Mai was a little emotional, and said softly: "I know the kind of fish you said, and my life is bitter tears." ”

"Bitter ...... Tears?" Such a beautiful fish actually has a name, Xiaoya can't understand it at all.

"Hehe, have you ever thought about why Murong Pei doesn't touch it when it's close to him, since he likes to raise fish?"

"Why?"

"Rumors are bitter and ominous, and anyone who comes into contact with it, or even just mentions its name, will bring disaster. ”

"Ahh

"You want to give your grandmother a bitter tear?"

"Forget it...... What you're saying is true?"

"Rumors about its bad luck?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's true, it's just a rumor after all," the young man looked up at ......the sky and said lightly, "Try it and you'll know." ”

"How can you try this kind of thing? You, I...... OMG!"

Just in the middle of the day, I saw the young man raise his hand, and the spring water flew three hundred miles away, and a fish with brocade markings all over his body left the water, and flew over three hundred miles in the blink of an eye.

When it fell into the hands of the young man, it was still wrapped in a circle of water, as if it was contained in a fish tank.

Looking at the fish that was wrapped in the current, Murong Xiaoya was dumbfounded, and her mind went blank.

"Who's casting the spell!"

"Daring fanatic!"

"Whoever is here, please show up, so as not to cause misunderstanding. ”

On the eve of the birthday, it was the time when the vigilance was the strictest, and suddenly there was such a big movement, how could the Narcissus Sect still hear nothing, and in the midst of the shouting and questioning, seven or eight streamers flew out.

The young man turned a blind eye to this, patted Xiaoya's head with his empty hand, and his voice was more gentle than ever.

"Let's go, go and congratulate grandma on her birthday. ”

......

...... (To be continued)

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