The Qianluo Sect in Qianluo Mountain had already been destroyed in a fire a few years ago, and the more than 3,000 disciples who survived were Ye Qingxue and Chen Jing, as for who else Ye Qingxue didn't know. A fire burned not only the Thousand Romans, but also several mountains. When Ye Qingxue returned to the mountain, it was already a scorched earth, and she removed the ruins with her own hands and rebuilt a wooden house. A monument was re-erected in front of the mountain, but no words were engraved.

Since she returned to Qianluo Mountain, no one has been to Qianluo Mountain, but today one person came, it should be said that a shrimp came. The shrimp had broken one of its pincer arms, and some parts of its body were pitch black, like fire.

It emerged from the place where Chen Jing had fallen into the river and crawled straight towards the Thousand Gates. For a river spirit like it, as long as there is a place in the water, it can generally go, and as long as it doesn't cause trouble, the river god will not be embarrassed. Fortunately, there are no monsters in this Qianluo Mountain, it has not even learned the art of climbing clouds, so it has to crawl in the mountains and forests, and the tiger and leopard dare not get close to him, and the wolf and bear also take a detour when they see it.

Walking majestically through the mountains, holding a dark mace in the tongs, and babbling in his mouth: "It turns out that the people in this mountain are kind, the river god is back, I beg the river god to be a mountain god to be a ......."

When it came to the foot of the mountain where the Thousand Romans were located, it had already shouted before it went up the mountain: "Divine aunt, divine aunt, no, the statue of the river god was smashed by some god...... Shen Gu, Shen ......" The word 'Gu' has not yet been shouted, there is already one more person in front of him, white clothes like snow, clear eyes, but in the eyes of the red shrimp, it is like lightning piercing into his heart.

She didn't ask, just looked at it like that, and the big red shrimp immediately stammered a little nervously and said, "River...... Idol of the River God...... The idol is shattered......"

As soon as it finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning in its eyes, and the person had disappeared.

It hurriedly turned its head back, raised its head to the old high, and couldn't see anything, but shouted loudly: "Auntie, take me the old shrimp for a ride......" After speaking, it turned back to the original way, got into the woods, and said in his mouth: "The god girl is good, but he doesn't take care of my old shrimp as much as the river god." It had to go all the way back again, and thought to himself: "If the goddess speaks, my old shrimp will definitely come to this Qianluo Mountain to be the guardian of the mountain spirit beast......

The incense in the temple is still vigorous, but the statue of the river god in front of Ye Qingxue is already broken, and on the altar, there is a gravel. One leg was shattered into pieces, and one arm was broken to the ground. The face of the idol was covered with moss, and there was a red one mixed in with it.

Her brow furrowed and her expression solemn.

The mist rises outside the temple gate, and a cyan shell emerges from the mist. The shells came like mist and entered the temple of the river god.

Ye Qingxue didn't look back, and asked, "When did the idol have problems?" ”

"About three months ago, the face of the idol began to grow red moss, and then slowly turned blue." The sound that came from the shell was still as immature as a child's voice, not next to the ground, but like floating in the mist.

Ye Qingxue didn't say anything, just glanced back at the shell, and the shell said: "At that time, we didn't know what was going on, and then the old turtle in the Evil Dragon Gorge said that it was the river god who returned to the world, and this river god statue would appear." ”

"How?" Ye Qingxue turned around and asked.

"The year before last, the city god took the god of birthday with him in the name of his birthday, and the river god fell into it and didn't come back. There has been no change in the idol for a year, and now the change in the idol is due to the influence of the river god. The old turtle said, "The gods enjoy incense, the incense is prosperous, the temple is immortal, and the gods are like life." And now the temple incense is very good, but there is a problem with the statue, which means that something has happened to the river god. ”

"You mean that the god broke a leg and broke an arm because my junior brother really broke his leg and broke an arm!" Ye Qingxue's voice did not change, and it still sounded as calm and tranquil as usual.

"Well, at first, we didn't know that this was the case, we thought that someone had cast a spell, so we guarded it day and night with the big red shrimp, but the statue of the river god would drop stones, so we asked the big red shrimp to invite the goddess to come. I went to the Evil Dragon Gorge to find the old turtle and asked, only then did I know that something happened to the river god. ”

In the eyes of the shell, Ye Qingxue is so indifferent at any time, the first time she saw her, it was when Chen Jing rescued her in the embroidered spring bend, when her mana dried up, and she was already dying, but her face was the same as now, calm and calm, and she regarded life and death as leisure. Later, after the fierce battle between Chen Jing and the Fenglin River God, the shell was deeply worried about other people's profits, but in the end no one appeared, which made her strange, after a few days, she saw a woman in white standing on the top of a mountain on the edge of the river, she remembered that it was the senior sister of the river god, and since then, she has deeply recorded it in her heart, or Ye Qingxue's image of standing on the top of the mountain and guarding in the wind and rain is branded in her heart. In her heart, this is the true immortal style of the world.

Eight sides do not move, regard the major events of death and life as idle clouds, calm and calm, but persistent and persistent in his heart.

However, when Chen Jingshen fell into the underworld Qin Guangcheng, Beike discovered that Ye Qingxue was not only eternally tranquil, but also had a palpitating side. It's not just the feeling of a shell, it's the feeling of many people as well.

Ye Qingxue didn't speak, but the shell said: "The god statue is missing legs and broken arms, and the river god must also be missing legs and broken arms." Seeing the layers of this god peeling off from his body, the body of the river god must have been greatly damaged. ”

Ye Qingxue said suddenly: "Since the junior brother has returned to the world, what major events have happened in the world in the past three months." "Ye Qingxue has been cultivating in Qianluo Mountain, not walking in the red dust.

Beike also shook his head and said that he didn't know, and then said: "I heard that there is a set of methods between the gods to spread the heavens and the earth, and the magic power of the gods of Cuiping Mountain is unfathomable, and she may have news of the river god there." ”

Ye Qingxue shook her head and said, "Although this person's mana is high, he is a person who has fallen into a well, and his origin is mysterious. When my junior brother was almost gone, I begged her to borrow the Fa, and she still asked my junior brother to make a promise, if I went to her again, even if she didn't have the conditions, I didn't want to owe her a favor. If the junior brother comes back, he must repay that promise as soon as possible, and leave it for later, something must happen. ”

Beike didn't expect Ye Qingxue to have such an opinion of the god of Cuiping Mountain, and his impression of Ye Qingxue in his heart changed a little.

"However, the river god has only been a god for a short time, and he has no friends, and some of them are enemies." Shell said.

"Don't have any friends? Hehe, what am I, I am his senior sister, and he is my Qianluomen disciple. Ye Qingxue turned around and stepped out of the River Temple, and with a flash of lightning, Ye Qingxue had disappeared without a trace.

Ye Qingxue did not go far, but appeared in Baling City, in broad daylight, a trace of electric sparks were not obvious, under the fir tree next to an arched stone bridge in Baling City, the silver silk electric spark flashed, and there was one more person under the willow tree, white clothes were better than snow, and the wind was clear and cloudy. None of the pedestrians across the street noticed her.

There is an old fortune teller under the willow tree, a sparse beard, some burnt yellow, slightly closed eyes, next to a white flag erected, the flag is written with two lines of dragons flying and phoenix dancing: "Look up at the gods in the sky, look down at the ghosts, and ask about the world, only three taels of silver." ”

Ye Qingxue looked at him, and before he could speak, the old man had already stroked the sparse and somewhat scorched beard, and said leisurely: "Immortals don't enter the Divine Domain, Master Ye is really bold." ”

"I'm not an immortal, but a person who seeks the Tao from an immortal." Ye Qingxue turned around and said.

"Refine, turn gas, refine gas, turn gods. The god is called an immortal, and the realm of Ye Zhangmen is above the god, how can he not be an immortal. The old fortune teller didn't look at Ye Qingxue, and his expression was like everything was in the palm of his hand.

"If you turn into a god, you will be called an immortal? I heard that only the manifestation of the primordial god and the return to the void can be called entering the immortal path, when can this mere god realm be called an immortal. Ye Qingxue's voice was light but clear and beautiful, and someone had already noticed her in the street, and many young playboys stopped to peep, wanting to see Ye Qingxue behind the dense green silk wicker.

"Ye Zhangmen has a big breath, just turn into a god, how many monks in the realm of gods are there between heaven and earth, there is a way to refine the world, practice qi to get started, how difficult it is to turn into a god, and I have never heard of it." After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he said again: "It seems that the rumors are true, otherwise, Master Ye would not dare to come to this Baling City." ”

Ye Qingxue didn't answer his words, but said: "I'm here today to ask my old gentleman to calculate a hexagram." ”

The old Taoist priest brushed the wisp of goat's whiskers again and said, "Master Ye, please speak." ”

"My junior brother is in trouble, and I want to ask the old gentleman to calculate where he is now." Ye Qingxue asked quietly.

"But everything that is calculated, there must be traction, a little bit of spirit, and you can trace it for thousands of miles. It is especially difficult for you to count the gods, and whether you can find them or not depends on yourself. ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

"The things of heaven and earth, no matter how obscure, will be traced, so you have to show the traces of Master Ye before you can find the things you think in your heart." The Taoist said unhurriedly. Ye Qingxue walked out from behind the willow tree, came to the Taoist hexagram table, sat down, and asked, "How do you show it?" ”

"If you ask the hexagram and so on, the text is the form of the heaven and the earth, you can write a word quietly according to what you want in your heart, and I can find the answer you want in your heart by looking for the providence in the dark."

At this time, the eyes of those flowers on the street were about to fall out, one by one involuntarily straightened their chests, and tried their best to shake the folding fan in their hands more chic, when Ye Qingxue sat down, they all gathered around, among them, there was a handsome young man who shook the lotus fan in his hand, and said: "If this girl wants to tell hexagrams, there is a Fuxi heir in the lower house, who specializes in gossip and can measure the affairs of the world." Although Baling City is peaceful, there are also many people who are deceived and abducted. ”

The old Taoist priest sat still, not caring that he said that he had been cheated and deceived.

Ye Qingxue didn't look back, but said lightly: "Really?" She said casually, but picked up the black pen on the old Taoist priest's table, holding the pen with her bare hands, and her movements were light and not dusty. The boy's eyes were straight, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said again: "The girl must be looking for someone, and the hexagram master is still good at finding people in the lower house. ”

After he finished speaking, he bowed to the person beside him, and the person immediately ran away quickly, obviously to invite the hexagram master of the Fuxi heir.

PS: I wish you all a happy new year, and the fairy heart will be cast forever.