"According to legend, there is a small Taoist temple in Weiming Mountain, if there is a fate, on this Weiming Mountain, less than half a day's effort will find its traces, at that time, whether it is seeking medical advice or promotion to make a fortune, will point to a clear road, if the fate is not knotted, you are living on this mountain for half a lifetime can not find it. It is also rumored that the Taoist soil on this famous mountain is different from ordinary Taoist priests, first of all, the cultivation is unfathomable, and the ordinary Taoist priests are not a Taoist method, which is very weird, and secondly, the Taoist priest of this famous mountain looks like the fairy in the painting, delicate and refined, just seeing the back has made people fascinated,

"I said that you storyteller, your storyteller must at least have a solid basis, everyone listen, what you say is easy to come by, it must be a lie. The young man had a big chicken leg in his mouth, his legs were unkempt on the table, his back was against the stone pillar, he was dressed in green clothes and red shoes, and he was tied with a high crown of hair. The people listening to the book in the teahouse were coaxed by the young man and shouted.

"That's right, this famous mountain is a barren mountain, where did the Taoist temple come from?"

"If there was such a blessed place on this famous mountain, so many people would not have disappeared on the mountain."

"Don't listen, don't listen, is it clearly a lie?"

"Scattered, scattered, today's boring"

The teahouse was originally lively, but as soon as the young man stirred it up, they all dispersed in a hurry.

This storyteller is also unlucky, today's first talk, he encountered a troublemaker, idle silver two pennies did not earn,

"I said the afterlife, how do you know that I am talking about nonsense, do you know that I am the one who is destined?"

"Stop, if you are destined to be the person, I will still be the Taoist priest of the Taoist temple."

Mr. Storyteller was really angry with this young man, and scolded with a red face: You little cub, you just say that I am making up nonsense, and you are talking wildly, you have to humiliate the reputation of the famous Taoist temple. As he spoke, he bowed in the direction of the famous mountain,

"You fake old man, you think you can talk nonsense with a few pinches of beard on your face." The boy took the tea on the table and drank it down, and then smacked his fingers that had nibbled on the chicken legs.

"How do you know I'm fake, you, you"

"I, I, what," said the boy, jumped onto the storyteller's platform, rubbed his hand against the false storyteller's sackcloth, and took off his fake beard

"Fox fake tiger might, cut"

Mr. Hypothetical Storyteller's angry face turned green, pointed to the boy's nose, and cried out with a wow

"You bully me, I'm looking for my brother", the young man was startled when he saw this, and quickly jumped off the table, this is not only a doll with no hair, but also a stinky brother

"Just like you, you are still pretending to be a storyteller, and the price will be dropped", the young man picked up the sleeve of the fake old man and wiped it on the crying baby's face a few times like wiping the table.

"Let me tell you the truth, I am the profound old Taoist of the famous mountain, and I have come down the mountain."

The milky doll wiped her tears and stared blankly at the boy,

"Don't frame me, my brother has seen the Taoist priest", the doll took out the handkerchief in her arms and wiped her nose

"Is your brother okay?" the boy lowered his head, and the breeze blew through him, confused.

"Boom", the doll picked up the stick ladder in his hand and hit the young man on the head hard, but the young man was knocked unconscious before he could react.

Seeing this, the doll was also flustered in her heart, turned her head to look around, and found that no one was paying attention, and then her eyes rolled, and the wind was under her feet, and she disappeared with a smoke.

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Lin Zixuan stopped panting, and when he saw that there was no one behind him, he collapsed directly to the ground, today, the sky was blue, and the famous mountains in the distance were hazy and straight into the sky, with a vague sense of mystery.

"I'm so angry, I haven't earned a penny!" Lin Zixuan lazily rested on his arm and muttered.

Looking at the high mountains in the distance, Lin Zixuan's heart was also fascinated, although it was the first time to come to this northern frontier, but according to his brother's mouth, this Weiming Mountain was obviously a holy mountain, but looking at the reaction of the residents of this town to this mountain, he couldn't avoid it, and Lin Zixuan, who believed in his brother, was also confused at this time, and couldn't help but be more interested in Weiming Mountain.

"Forget it, when I finish participating in the worship post dispute, I must go to the mountain!" I decided in my heart. Thinking of the dispute over the post, Lin Zixuan couldn't help frowning, got up and lifted the clothes on his chest, on the skin of jade, a black eye pattern as big as a fist was extremely eye-catching, the eyes were hideous, and there was also horror, since Lin Zixuan remembered, this pattern has been on him, his brother told him that this is a kind of poison, although this poison is not fatal, but it is constantly absorbing the qi and blood in the body, making it difficult for people to settle down, causing practice to be often blocked.

Over the years, as Lin Zixuan gradually began to cultivate, this feeling became more and more serious, and whenever his cultivation reached a critical moment, he would always be in a trance and lose his previous achievements, so even though he had a good talent, his cultivation was not very outstanding.

"The controversy over the post... Can that thing really unravel my poison? Looking blankly at the sky, for the first time in the boy's heart, he couldn't wait for joy.

Night

Black clouds shrouded the night sky, the cold and howling north wind swept by, above the wilderness, the earth was solemn, and it was pitch black all around, and in this pitch black silence, there was a lone ray of light, and there was a little light.

In the midst of this barren mountain range, there was still a thatched hut, and at this time, there were two people sitting around the faint candle flame in the house. A portrait was spread out on the table.

"That kid is really dark, it will hurt a lot." It was the handsome young man who was munching on chicken legs during the day.

"Hehe, although that kid has made significant progress in his cultivation recently, but if he wants to hurt you, I'm afraid it's still a few decades away." The person sitting across from him laughed.

"You excuse him, I seem to have been beaten for nothing." The young man also smiled faintly, rolled up the portrait on the table and put it in his arms, "Are you sure you want to do this?" Qifeng Pavilion is not as bright as it seems on the surface. ”

"I know, but there's nothing else I can do."

The young man's face was also a little serious, "I have also been to the Qifeng Pavilion a few times in recent years, and I vaguely feel that there is a dark deed behind it that is not known to the world." ”

"He lives in the Phoenix Pavilion to benefit thousands of people, it has nothing to do with me, he does tricks and slaughters the world, I don't care, I only ask him for the blood feud of that night!" The candle flame flickered slightly, reflecting on the face of the person opposite.

"Well, you've made up your mind, and I won't stop you." The boy stared at the candle flame as if he was afraid that it would go out, "I'll watch this person for you." ”

"Thank you very much!"

"Between you and me, there are not so many false courtesies." The young man waved his hand, "Then how are you going to deal with the poison on your brother's body?" ”

"In the early years, when I was passing through the East China Sea, I went to the Dust Clearing Sect to ask, but... Nothing. ”

"Isn't the Dust Clearing Sect claiming that there is no poison in the Five Domains that they can't solve, so it's helpless."

"But... I found a possibility in that ghost poison sect..."The face of the man opposite was cloudy, and he said with a heavy heart.

"Ghost Poison Sect?" The boy was slightly surprised, but in an instant he was relieved, "People who can poison do know how to detoxify better... So... What is it? ”

The man glanced at the young man, shook his head, sighed, and said, "Heart-eating mushroom."

"What!" The young man was shocked again, as if he didn't believe what he had heard, and said angrily, "The toxicity of the Heart-Eater Mushroom is ranked among the top five in these five domains, and you are using it to detoxify it, you are saving people... Or kill! What's more, this thing only takes a hundred years to grow once, where are you going to find it? ”

Seeing the young man like this, the man smiled bitterly, "That's why I came to you, the immortal on the famous mountain." ”

"What? You've got the whereabouts of this thing! The boy looked at him in a little surprise.

"Yes." The man nodded and said slowly, "In that Middle Domain Holy Tower, there is one plant. ”

"I see, no wonder you let him come to the north to participate in this worship dispute." The boy smiled bitterly, "But... He has a strange poison in his body, how sure are you that he can go to the end in this battle for worship? ”

"Not sure." The man shook his head, "But if you don't try, how do you know if it will work?" ”

Hearing this, the young man was also speechless for a while, so he had to shake his head and smile, "You, you will always be like this!" ”

"If he can really bring the Heart-Eater Mushroom out of that Middle Domain Holy Tower, he will have to trouble you then."

"I'll do my best." The young man said helplessly, "After all, I'm not good at detoxification. ”

"I believe in you!" The man smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, quipping, "After all, you are the immortal Taoist of Weiming Mountain." ”

"Get out of the way." The young man opened the man's palm and scolded with a smile, "It's not that you are talking nonsense to that kid, now you are laughing at me!" ”

"I swear, I'm not as sensy as he says." The man swore an oath.

"Alright, alright. None of you brothers is worry-free. The boy frowned, "It's a pity that the kid didn't know that this poison would kill him... You didn't tell him the truth, and it's right to think about it, after all, he still has a long way to go..."

"The truth... How do you let me speak..."The man's face was full of loneliness, "what else can I do but lie to him?" ”

"That's... How long does he have left? ”

"It's been a year... The Peerless Eye will corrode all his life..."

Hearing this, the young man could only smile bitterly, "That's why you want revenge so much, don't you?" ”

"You say, in this world, how can there be so many blood feuds, endless, endless." The man nodded and said lightly.

The night is as cool as water, the candle flame will be extinguished, this night, too bleak.

*******

Chaoyang Town is not much prosperous, but people are also very happy, bluestone bricks and tiles, misty rain, this small town in northern Xinjiang walks the unique gentleness of the Jiangnan water town.

The old people of Chaoyang Town always say that the mountains and rivers in the town are the bane and well-being of the people of the town given by God, no matter what time of the year, both sides of the Ru River are lush, the clear spring flows, the birds and insects chirp, in the arid and sandy northern Xinjiang, the Ru River is considered to have raised all the residents of Chaoyang Town, generation after generation, always nourishing this land and everyone living here.

On the other hand, the mountains are the opposite, towering over the barren land overlooking the town's inhabitants, and the mountains are shrouded in fog all year round, making it difficult to get a glimpse of what it really is.

But according to legend, the dead trees and grass on this famous mountain are lifeless, and there are often strange cries to remember, and the cries are not like the sound of wild beasts in the mountains, but like the harsh sound of frightened men. Several bold men went up the mountain together, but none of them returned.

Since then, few people have gone to Weiming Mountain. In this way, Weiming Mountain gradually became a symbol of disaster in Chaoyang Town.

No one would have thought that this inconspicuous Chaoyang Town, the inauspicious and famous mountain, would become a holy place that everyone in these five domains yearns for many years later. And all this because of one person.