"You always mention your master, which makes me a little curious, tell me about your previous affairs."

On the edge of the Bu Xingtai, which was thousands of feet high, the blazing wind swept and whistled, she turned her head slightly, and a shining water-blue ribbon on her arm rose with the wind, caressing the young Taoist's face.

Yuan Qing stretched out his hand to grab the silk silk that was flying in front of him, looked at the girl's white and jade-like side face, and still didn't dare to look at her clear and clear eyes, lowered his head slightly, and said, "What does the county lord of Hanchi want to know?" ”

The county lord of Hanchi stared at Yuan Qing with his head sideways and without blinking, letting the three thousand green silks fly in the violent wind, until the young Taoist's cheeks were a little blushing, then he sneered, turned his head, looked down at the vast demon city under Bu Xingtai through the heavy clouds and mist, and said softly: "Then you can tell me about it, your master." ”

On the unreachable Buxing platform, in addition to the girl's beautiful voice, there is only the unobstructed whistling wind.

After being silent for a long time, Yuan Qing took off the sandalwood rune sword from his waist, slowly stroked the intricate patterns engraved on it, and said in a low voice: "Master Zeng said, I am his calamity. ”

The county lord in the aqua blue skirt raised his eyebrows, but did not speak, but stretched out his little hand to brush the hair on the side of his ear, and sat on his knees obediently, quietly listening to the young Taoist's account.

……

For as long as I can remember, I have never known who my parents were, and only my memory was that my master raised me, and he not only taught me seals, demon scripts, spells, and talismans, but also granted me many mysterious Taoist powers.

But I have one thing that I still don't understand, that is, the master has always appeared in the daytime, and at night, the master seems to disappear out of thin air, no matter how I cry and call, how I kneel and beg, there seems to be only one living soul left in the huge Taoist temple, and the feeling of loneliness that has been completely abandoned by the world has not been forgotten until this time.

Shizun is a handsome and handsome man, born very good-looking, but there is always a lingering worry and hesitation between his eyebrows and eyes, the sense of loneliness that Shizun inadvertently revealed makes me feel worried, I am often afraid that one day I wake up from a dream, Shizun will really disappear, never again.

On weekdays, when I practiced mantras, my master always held an ancient book and meditated on it alone, and for more than ten years, I had been like this every day.

One day I asked Shizun Dao, Shizun's merit is involved in creation, and his magical powers are unpredictable, what kind of weird ancient books can make Shizun unable to understand?

At this time, the master's gaze revealed a sense of melancholy and loneliness that I could not understand, as if I would lose something if I could not understand this ancient book.

In addition to holding the ancient book, Shizun's favorite thing to do is to reflect the light curtain of the star map, and look at the dozens of stars in the northwest corner in a daze.

Master Venerable told me that it belonged to the realm of Zhou Tian Xingchen under the control of the Thirty-three Heavenly Court, and as for the gray and dull stars in the corner, they were the Taibai Stars of the West Pole Upper Palace and its thirty-nine affiliated stars.

The West Pole Upper Palace guards countless Zhou Tian stars, and the Taibai stars are just a drop in the ocean for them, tiny as dust.

Shizun said that it used to be his hometown.

Every time the master looked at the star map and was stunned, I could take the opportunity to mention something that I would not dare to ask about on a daily basis, and the master at this time would not blame me, but would answer them one by one with great care, unless I asked about it.

That incident is what the master kept silent, and it is also the thing I want to know the most.

Where the hell am I from, who are my parents?

Shizun never revealed the slightest information about this matter, until one day three years ago, Shizun called me to his study.

The Taoist temple in the mountain is not big, but it is a simple courtyard with two entrances and two exits, and the study of the master is located in the deepest part of the Taoist temple, and it is also the place I yearn for the most on weekdays.

The master asked me if it was boring to live in a Taoist temple.

I didn't dare to reply, although I had a lot of mysterious and magnificent imagination of the world outside the Taoist temple, but the master never let me leave the Taoist temple, and I never took the initiative to mention it again.

The master said, the time has come, you can leave.

I raised my head to look at the master, his face was still clear and handsome, and his eyes were as cold as ever, no different from the past.

I didn't feel that Shizun was deliberately scaring me, but I felt panicked in my heart, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, but was picked up by Shizun himself.

The Master looked down at me steadily, and finally uttered the words I had heard in countless nightmares.

He's leaving.

Since I was born, I have only been accompanied by Shizun, and the thing I look forward to the most every day is to get up from the couch at the end of the day, hurriedly open the door of the Taoist temple, and look up to see the quiet and deep gaze of the master.

After that, I was in a daze for a few days, and one day, I slowly opened the door, and all I saw was the verdant mountains, and the only thing that came into my ears was the noisy chirping of birds and beasts and cicadas.

Shizun's name is very good, his name is Yuanjian.

Master Zun said that the Dao runes he taught me were too unpredictable, and he deliberately sealed them before leaving, and even stripped my cultivation to the realm of heart fire and mystery, so that I could start from scratch.

The master asked me to look for a place called "Quicksand River Boundary", and he said that only there could I find my true self and ...... There was a glimmer of a chance to see him again.

……

Bu Xingtai.

The blazing wind became more and more violent, and the county lord of Hanchi raised his little face to look at him, turned sideways slightly, and gently leaned his head on the thin shoulder of the young Taoist.

Yuan Qing sniffed the girl's hair in his mouth and nose, but this time he didn't dodge, but let the girl lean on himself, staring with her at the rolling and surging clouds under Bu Xingtai.

"Your master must have his own troubles, and he won't leave you so easily," the Hanchi County Lord said softly, "That 'Quicksand River Boundary' is an ancient name, and it has long been no longer used, and now it is only the waters of the Quicksand River. ”

Yuan Qing lowered his head, looked at the girl's beautiful and fair flawless face, and said, "Where is the real quicksand river boundary?" ”

"Now this vast and boundless Vermilion Demon Country is the former realm of the Quicksand River," the Lord of Hanchi raised his head and said softly, "Have you read the ancient book that your master has never understood?" ”

Yuan Qing's lips twitched slightly, but in the end, he didn't continue to speak, and fell silent.

He had read that ancient book before, and he had already memorized it.

The ancient book was not very long, and there were two sentences in it, and even every time he read it, his true spirit trembled, and there was an unimaginable sense of trance on his soul.

"Where we meet, if you are not an immortal, you will be the way, and you will sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court."

Shizun's origin is too terrifying, and it is the only thing he didn't tell the lord of Hanchi.

Lingtai square inch, oblique moon three stars.