Eighteen monks died, and the two babies also fell slowly, and the thin old monk hugged the two babies, put the crystal bone jade into the baby yellow package seriously, and then gently put the two babies on the ground.

The firelight was shining, and the man in Tsing Yi stood there motionless, his eyes were deep, and there were two blue flames in his cold eyes that kept beating.

After the thin old monk finished everything, he turned to face the man in Tsing Yi and bowed slightly, and said: "Thank you Tsing Yi for being perfect, I haven't seen you for decades, and the donor's "fire in the world" is becoming more and more pure, which is really gratifying." ”

The old monk's voice was hoarse like the sound of dry wood splitting, as if he hadn't spoken for decades.

Tsing Yi bowed slightly, which was considered a return of the courtesy.

The old monk continued: "The old man knows that the donor is a person of great wisdom, and the battle in the court has nothing to do with the two innocent children. The old man knew a little about astrology, and he could see that the future cause and effect of the benefactor would still fall on these two children. ”

Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows, and the firelight around him suddenly became violent, and the flames turned from red to blue.

The old monk was not talking, and the gray monk's robe fluttered gently in the heat.

Suddenly, a green shadow quickly passed through the old monk's body, and it stopped abruptly, and the figure of Tsing Yi appeared.

The thin old monk stood still, smiling, and slowly shouted the name of the Buddha of his life, and then his body scattered into the fire like a flutter.

The fire was still burning, Qin Xun hid in the little baby's body, watching all this in shock, the rain poured over his tender cheeks, making his eyes blur.

Tsing Yi picked him up and another baby and walked towards Qingqiu Mountain behind Tianlei Temple, the pouring rain turned strangely when hitting his body, unable to get close to the infraction, forming a magical rain cover above his head.

In the depths of Qingqiu Mountain, on a bloodstained square boulder, there are three vigorous blood-colored characters - earthly abyss, the three big characters seem to seal all the life and death in the world, joys and sorrows, reincarnation, blood-colored pen marks contain endless resentful spirits, through the gap in the boulder to send out a terrible cry.

Tsing Yi placed the two babies next to the boulder, took out the bone jade in the yellow package, walked to the dark abyss in front of the boulder, and jumped down.

Qin Xun lay next to the boulder and watched Tsing Yi's movements in surprise, worried about the life of the people in Tsing Yi, if he jumped down and burped, then he would definitely starve to death, there was something worse than this, look at the younger brother or sister who slept like a pig next to him, Qin Xun was very envious, ignorance is a blessing!

I don't know how long it took, when Qin Xun felt that he was about to starve to death, a green shadow flew up from under the abyss, picked up Qin Xun and another baby and walked towards the Tianlei Temple that was still burning.

In front of the gate of Tianlei Temple.

Tsing Yi put Qin Xun on a soft grass, looked at his wide eyes, and sighed softly: "Life and death are fate!"

Qin Xun looked at Qingying who was gradually moving away, and his heart was full of astonishment.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded in the dark night, and a dragon-like electric light brightened the night sky, swept directly to the ground, swallowing the green shadow that had gone away, after the electric light, the air was as bright as day, and a piece of blood-colored handwriting flashed in the air, but Qin Xun still clearly captured the content of that paragraph:

White jade is like a bone and a non-object, and truth and falsehood depend on each other at the end of the road.

The front edge of the past life is not visible, and the blood is full of white bones.

The blood-colored handwriting pulled out the terrifying mark in the dark night, shrouding the sky for hundreds of miles.

Qin Xun lay on the soft grass, not only sighed at the miracle of fate, if the people in Tsing Yi took him with him, I am afraid that he will be struck by lightning now, but his current situation is not much better than being struck by lightning, he is deeply worried about his current situation, if no one passes by for a day, will he have to cross again?

Fortunately, fate didn't play this joke with him, when his whole body was watered by the rain and couldn't get wet anymore, a woman wrapped in purple clothes came from a distance like a fairy, like Guanyin Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, and hugged Qin Xun.

Since then, Qin Xun has had an extra aunt in this world, and the imperial capital Jinghua has also had an 'Rourou Bean Fang'.

The scene cuts back to Qin Xun's hut.

The dried fruits on the table have been eaten and there is not much left, Qin Xun heard Mengrou mention Tianlei Temple, his eyes fell into eighteen years ago, his thoughts have been divergent, and he also ignored the few words asked by his little aunt.

Mengrou looked at Qin Xun in a trance, as if she was stunned, she was angry and funny in her heart, she didn't understand why she mentioned Qin Xun of Tianlei Temple and became like this, although the scene when she picked up the little bastard was a little unforgettable, but Qin Xun was still a little baby who couldn't walk at that time, what can he remember?

She opened a peanut and was just about to put it in her mouth, when suddenly a trace of naughtiness flashed in her eyes, and she put the peanut rice on the tip of the middle finger and thumb of her right hand, and with a flick of it, the milky white peanut particles crossed a cheerful white line and rushed into Qin Xun's slightly open mouth accurately.

"Ahem, ahem!"

A violent cough sounded, Qin Xun touched his neck and stroked it downward, his face was flushed, and it took a long time to swallow the foreign body in his throat and eyes.

He glared at Meng Rou and said, "Little aunt, what are you doing?" It's going to die!"

Mengrou giggled, Ruliu's body leaned forward and backwards, and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, look at your stupid appearance just now, as if you have a lot of things on your mind, you dare to ignore even your aunt's question!"

Qin Xun looked at Meng Rou with resentment, very dissatisfied with the little aunt's unreasonable trouble, and asked, "What are you asking?"

Meng Rou glanced at Qin Xun angrily and said, "What's the matter with that bone?"

Speaking of the Buddha bones, Qin Xun immediately forgot the unhappiness just now, and he asked a little mysteriously: "Little aunt, since you are a demon fairy who has been rampant in the cultivation world for five hundred years, then you must have heard of the Buddha bones, right?"

Meng Rou glared at Qin Xun with threatening eyes, and said fiercely: "In the future, you are not allowed to put the word 'demon fairy' in front of your aunt and grandmother, otherwise the rattan will serve!"

Qin Xun said with some disappointment: "Why, this nickname is so popular, and it is also a fairy, doesn't the little aunt like it?" Seeing Meng Rou pull out the wisteria, Qin Xun immediately cursed and swore to forget the demon fairy forever.

Stopping Qin Xun's nonsense, Mengrou seemed to be casually saying, "Isn't it just a bone, what's rare?"

As Meng Rou spoke, Qin Xun clearly felt a flash of sadness on her face, which was an emotional sadness that could only be expressed after experiencing unforgettable pain.

Qin Xun felt a twitch in his heart, and he was a little distressed.

He tacitly didn't ask Mengrou the reason, because he knew Mengrou too well, as long as he dared to ask, the answer to him would definitely be a meal of rattan, and he could only find a suitable opportunity.

He buried this concern, and said with some yearning: "Buddha bones, that is a peerless treasure left after the wind five hundred years ago, I heard that it hides the general outline of the emperor's magic Qimen Dunjia, and the secret that can make cultivators fly immortals in the daytime, how amazing!"

Looking at the expression on Qin Xun's face, Meng Rou sighed softly, and said with a somewhat lonely expression: "Little bastard, do you really want to practice immortal arts?"

Qin Xun's heart to the concept of becoming immortal is just an instinctive curiosity for mysterious things, after experiencing this kind of strange thing, he also has a general understanding of some mysterious things, in Qin Xun's opinion, Cheng Xian may be from this god realm to break through the void and cross to another world dominated by the practice of so-called immortal arts, knowing something, the original sense of sacredness for this kind of thing to become an immortal, just said those words just to divert Mengrou's attention, don't let her be immersed in pain, I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

He looked at Mengrou's lonely look, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Little aunt, don't make trouble, there is such a beautiful little aunt to accompany you every day, what is good about becoming an immortal, there is a good saying, 'Look at each other on the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal'!"

Qin Xun pretended to be affectionate and walked to the open door, looked into the distance, and said: "This bustling imperial capital, the lively Chang'an Street, and our warm 'Rourou Bean Fang' which is not more interesting than Chengxian, Chengxian is like the moon in the water, like a flower in the mirror, it is just a poison that makes relatives painful, and lovers break their intestines, thinking that I Qin Xun is affectionate and righteous, how can I leave my gentle and beautiful little aunt to pursue that ethereal fairy road!"

Speaking of this, Qin Xun silently apologized for the word 'gentle' in his heart. However, he didn't notice that Mengrou's eyes became a little sad when he said, 'Look at each other at the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals'.

She looked at Qin Xun's figure stupidly, and said with a somewhat confused look in her eyes: "If you really want to practice, I will start teaching you from today, but you have to swear that you will never leave me!"

Qin Xun turned around abruptly and looked at Meng Rou in surprise, but when he saw the expression on Meng Rou's face, his heart was so heartbroken, and a strong sense of loss came to his heart, and there was no shadow of him in Meng Rou's eyes at all, just treating him as another person he didn't know

Time is easy to pass in the idle place, and half a month has passed since Qin Xun came back from the Forbidden Guard, although there is one more demon fairy in the family, but Mengrou is still a little aunt, Qin Xun is still the second shopkeeper, and the days are still dull and warm, but when night falls, Qin Xun has one more thing to do, and Qin Xun begins to practice.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a practice, it is better to say that it is studying spells, although the words that Mengrou said that day did not seem to be saying it to Qin Xun, but afterwards he really began to teach Qin Xun to learn spells, which made Qin Xun very excited for a while, although he did not go to cultivate immortals, but he did not press his body with many skills, if he succeeded in learning, and then encountered danger, he could also confidently block Mengrou behind him.

However, the reality is still a little unsatisfactory, Mengrou told him a bloody fact before teaching Qin Xun to practice, Qin Xun can't practice qi, and he can't learn martial arts, because the terrifying suction in Qin Xun's body will absorb his cultivation into essence or the internal force he has practiced, and the higher his cultivation, the greater the power is likely to become, that is to say, Qin Xun may not have a chance with the twenty-four realms of the monk's heavenly and terrestrial branches in this life.

When the last rays of the setting sun disappeared into the sky, Qin Xun's hut was also lit up. Two figures were quietly studying an ancient book at the table in the room.

The name of the ancient book is called "Dunjia Wanyi Jue", which is a treasure book that records the five elements of yin and yang, and the ancient book tells about a kind of yin and yang transformation of all things in the world, mutual birth and restraint, and then the use of heaven, earth, people, metal, wood, water, fire, earth and other favorable conditions to fuse together to produce strange power, to achieve the soft to overcome the rigid, out of nothing, lifting weights as light, or mobilize all the forces of nature to create illusions, to achieve the peerless method of defeating the enemy.

Although this kind of spell cannot increase one's own strength, if it can be cultivated, it can use all the power of all things in the world to create incredible effects.

Mengrou's voice was soft and melodious in the cozy cabin.

"The root of "Dunjia Wanyi Jue" lies in yin and yang and the five elements, yin and yang include all things in heaven and earth, the sky is yang, the earth is yin, the sun is yang, the moon is yin, the day is yang, the night is yin, the light is yang, the darkness is yin, the summer is yang, the cold is yin, the magic of use lies in the correspondence of yin and yang, yin and yang, yin and yang are mutually rooted, yin and yang are transformed, the so-called gold, wood, water, fire, Soil is the attribute of all things in the world, and the magic of use lies in the mutual restraint, the way of mutual restraint is wood to fire, fire to earth, earth to gold, gold to water, water to wood, the cycle is reciprocating, endless, the way of mutual restraint is both wood and earth, soil and water"

There was a gentle and beautiful sermon in his ears, and the unique body fragrance of the little aunt lingered between his noses, Qin Xun's consciousness was intoxicated, and the "Dunjia Wanyi Jue" in front of him, which all the monks in the cultivation world dreamed of, gradually became blurred, and only Mengrou's beautiful and thrilling face was shrouded in the light.

Suddenly, his head was slapped hard by Bai Yugushu, and the beautiful face in front of him immediately turned into a little aunt with an angry face.

"Little bastard, where are you looking!"

"Hey, hey, little aunt, you're so beautiful!"

"Smack!" Qin Xun's head hit again

Mengrou's beautiful face was as bright as a flower, and the faint red glow flashed away.

"If you don't pay attention to your aunt's preaching, you can sleep in the courtyard tonight!"

"Okay, I'll listen, I'll listen attentively, little aunt, why do you say that yin and yang are born together?"

"Huh?"

Mengrou's hesitant voice

"Smack!"

The sound of a book banging on the head.

"You don't care why it will be born together, you just need to know that it will be born together, and don't ask again. ”

"Oh," Qin Xun's aggrieved voice began