In the early morning, the morning glow is colorful, and the Dalan Mountains are still peaceful and quiet, but there are many insects and birds singing in the quiet, and the streams and forests are moving. In the depths of the mountain range, in the Qingsang Sect, the bells are ringing endlessly, and the cultivators in the sect have already finished their morning classes and started to cultivate on their own.

On the Aocang Peak, the morning sun shines through the layers of clouds, projecting on the wide open space of the courtyard, a row of houses surrounds the open space, about a dozen rooms, a few thick ginkgo trees in the courtyard, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and I don't know how many years they have lived, all of them have thick branches. Due north is a hall, the door is closed, and there are three big characters of "Fengzhutang" written on the door.

"Squeak~", the vermilion gate of Fengzhu Hall slowly opened from the inside out, and a disciple in a green robe, holding a broom, slowly came out. Stepping over the threshold, he suddenly felt a softness under his feet, looked down, and couldn't help but let out a "ah", only to see a seven or eight-year-old child lying in the corridor outside the door, his eyes closed and unconscious, this person was Zhou Xiaotian.

"Jia Nan, what's the matter? What a fuss!" a voice asked from inside the hall when he heard the movement.

The disciple named Jia Nan was a little flustered, as if he was from his daughter's family, and exclaimed, "Master, here, there is a child here!"

A middle-aged man walked out of the hall slowly, dressed in a Chu-colored Taoist robe, with a natural arrogance between his eyebrows, his hands behind his back, and his body was slightly emaciated.

Jing Fan walked to the door and saw that there was indeed a child lying in the corridor, and his brows couldn't help frowning, a little surprised. He bent down and looked closely, and when he saw that he was breathing steadily, he didn't check his pulse.

When his eyes swept to Zhou Xiaotian's neck, his body couldn't help but tremble and stiffened there. Seeing that the Linglong bead was threaded by a red rope and tied around Zhou Xiaotian's neck, he couldn't grasp in his heart, "Could it be ......him?"

"Master, master, what's wrong with you?" Jia Nan called a few times, and seeing that Jing Fan was distracted for a while, he gently pushed him with his hand.

Jing Fan woke up suddenly, and hurriedly covered the Linglong beads in Zhou Xiaotian's clothes, for fear of being seen by others.

"It's okay, you go and get busy with you! I have something to do today to go to Ling Tianfeng. After that, he took out a golden fairy sword from his sleeve - magic weapon Tiangang, picked up the unconscious Zhou Xiaotian, stepped on the fairy sword, and headed towards the main peak Ling Tianfeng and the imperial sword.

Jia Nan, who was left in a daze, scratched his head and scratched his head, surprised.

Qingsang Sect Ling Tianfeng, Taixiao Hall seems to be located in the misty clouds, and the sky is extremely blue when the sky is empty.

The Taixiao hall is very grand and majestic, stands majestically, the eaves of the main hall are heavy and the eaves are nine ridges, the bucket arches are staggered, the yellow tile covers the top, and the golden light is brilliant under the sun. The light in the hall is sufficient, the hall is ten with the giant pillars, standing on both sides of the hall, each stone pillar is carved with two dragons, the upper one floats in the clouds, the lower one swims the lake and the sea, they coil and rise, the clouds drive the fog, a jewel in the middle, the flames are swirling, the two dragons compete and go, the top of the hall enshrines the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Lingbao Tianzun and the moral Tianzun Sanqing gods, the bearing is solemn.

And before the god seat, above the main hall, there were more than a dozen people standing, both Taoist and customary, and it seemed that they were all under the Qingsang sect. In front of the crowd, there were five large sandalwood chairs, two on the left and right, and one in the front, and four men and one woman sitting on the five large chairs, all of whom were extraordinary people.

At this time, Zhou Xiaotian had already woken up, he had never seen such a formation, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe, he was so alone, buried his head, kneeling in the center of the hall, looking so lonely and helpless.

In the middle position, the head of Qingsang, Jingtian Daoren, was sitting in a precarious position, dignified, looking at Jing Fan, who was second on the left, and said, "Senior Brother Jingfan, please tell me about the matter." ”

Jing Fan clasped his hands into fists and bowed to Sedum, and said, "Yes!" and continued: "In the morning, I finished the morning class for my disciple and asked my disciple Jia Nan to clean the courtyard, but as soon as I opened the door of the 'Wind Bamboo Hall', I found the child lying on the corridor in front of the door. At that time, he was still in a coma, and I saw that his breathing was stable and his body was fine, so I brought him to Ling Tianfeng and asked the head of the sect to make arrangements!"

After listening to what Jing Fan said, Jing Tao, the first seat of Chi Weifeng on the left, slapped the case violently, and said angrily: "It's just nonsense, you can take such a child of unknown origin under the door, why do you bother the senior brother in charge to invite all the junior brothers of Zhufeng to come here? Sixth, why can't you grasp the severity?"

In private, the two were already at odds, Jing Tao made a fuss, Jing Fan seemed to have expected it, he didn't pay attention to it, just glanced at Jing Tao, and then looked at the other heads present, and said: "I brought him here just because of one thing..."

Everyone present looked at him suspiciously, and the first on the right, Jing Hao, the first seat of Hongcheng Peak, asked impatiently: "Sixth, don't sell the lawsuit, what is the reason?"

"Linglong Zhu!" Jing Fan's voice was not loud, but the three words of Linglong Zhu resounded throughout the hall, and everyone present thought of one person in their minds at the same time - Xuan Dao, and they couldn't help but talk about it. Jing Fan saw everyone's expressions, looked at Jing Tao on the side, and deliberately provoked: "This exquisite pearl is tied around this child's neck, third senior brother, I don't know if this matter is light or serious?"

Jing Tao was angry, snorted coldly and turned his head, unwilling to look at Jing Fan again.

Sedum stood up and walked in front of Zhou Xiaotian, squatted down, slowly took off the exquisite beads on Zhou Xiaotian's neck, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, child, raise your head and tell grandpa what your name is, and where did this bead come from?"

Zhou Xiaotian raised his head tremblingly, and when he looked at the kind Sedum in front of him, his tense heart suddenly relaxed a little.

"I, my name is Zhou Xiaotian, I don't know what beads! I was caught by a strange old man, and he said that he would cure my illness, and then he fought with a masked man, and vomited a lot of blood, I was so frightened that I fainted, and when I woke up, it was here! This bead may be that old man's!"

As soon as Zhou Xiaotian finished speaking, suddenly an exclamation came from the main hall: "It's you? That's right!"

Sedum turned his head and saw that it was Jing Hao who pointed at Zhou Xiaotian, and asked suspiciously, "What, Senior Brother Jing Hao, do you recognize him?"

Seeing Zhou Xiaotian's face raising his head, Jing Hao recognized that it was the child who was captured by Xuandao that day, and he lost his demeanor for a while, and couldn't help but exclaim: "This child was indeed captured by the second senior brother." ”

"Oh?" Sedum held the Linglong Bead in his hand, stood up, turned to Jing Hao, and said, "Why haven't I heard you talk about this!"

Jing Hao suddenly realized that he was out of shape, got up and saluted Sedum, did not dare to hide anything, and told the truth about Xue En's matter in front of everyone. There was another uproar among the crowd.

He felt very guilty in his heart, his face flushed, and then said: "We were afraid that a few children would find it difficult to accept, so we agreed with Situ Gu Master that day to hide this matter, so we didn't explain it to the master!"

Knowing the truth, Zhou Xiaotian's face was as dead as ashes, he only felt a buzz in his head, his whole body seemed to be withdrawn, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, but his mouth kept muttering: "How can this be? impossible, impossible ......"

Jing Hao looked at Zhou Xiaotian who fell to the ground, and felt a faint pain in his heart: "We went to check that day, and the original village was razed to the ground by an avalanche!" Then he blamed himself: "Evil! It's all because our fierce battle is too strong, which caused an avalanche and killed innocent people!"

At this time, the grief-stricken Zhou Xiaotian seemed to have found an outlet, and the pent-up emotions suddenly burst out, quickly got up from the ground, ran towards Jing Hao, and grabbed and bit him, "It's all you, it's all you, return my father and mother, you return my father and mother......"

Jing Hao felt guilty in his heart, and he didn't dodge, letting Zhou Xiaotian bite and scold.

On the top of the main hall, everyone was moved, and they all fell silent, and even a few people sitting on the chairs couldn't help but stand up, and even the eyes of several female disciples of Jingxu Peak were already covered with a layer of mist!

Jingyue, the first seat of Jingxu Peak, the only woman among several people, finally couldn't help but stand up from the chair, and the index finger of her right hand lightly touched the center of Zhou Xiaotian's eyebrows, and a trace of blue light seeped into the center of his eyebrows. Zhou Xiaotian suddenly felt a cool breath penetrating his body, his head was very sleepy, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Jing Yue pulled Zhou Xiaotian into her arms, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and heard him still crying slightly in his sleep, "Return my father, return my father......"

I couldn't help but feel pity: "Poor child!"

Seeing Jing Hao, who was deeply remorseful, Sedum stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The matter has come to this, you don't have to blame yourself too much, let us Qingsang pay this debt together!"

Then he looked around at the people around him and said, "If all the juniors and disciples here agree, then this child will be accepted by me Qingsang!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Sedum nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then it is decided like this." It's just that I haven't accepted apprentices for many years, so I don't know which junior disciple can take him in?"

The four leaders, you look at me, I look at you, and no one answered for a while. After being quiet for a while, Jing Yue coughed dryly and said, "I am a female disciple in Jingxu Peak, but it is inconvenient to accept him under my door, and this child seems to be full of hatred towards Senior Brother Jing Hao today, and it is not a suitable choice." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Jing Fan and Jing Tao, and the two turned their heads and didn't look at each other.

Sedum naturally knew what the two of them were thinking, Zhou Xiaotian looked at it at a glance, and knew that the root bone qualifications were average, and the two of them were both arrogant people, although they had a lot of pity in their hearts, they didn't want to accept him into their own door. Sedum's mind turned sharply, and his mind moved, and he cast some unkind eyes on Jing Fan.

"Senior Brother Jing Fan. Sedum's smile seemed so kind at this moment, but it was unusually bad in Jing Fan's eyes.

Jing Fan's heart jumped, and he was about to speak, but he was preempted by Sedum and said: "Since this kid is in your 'Fengzhu Hall'

What I found before, it must be that Xuan Dao has the intention to entrust you, but you can't live up to his heart, Zhou Xiaotian will worship under your door in the future! Ao Cangfeng has always been sparsely populated, so it can be regarded as adding anger, don't cry with a sad face!"

Jing Fan's stiff face barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Yes, junior brother doesn't dare!"

Sedum smiled and nodded, glanced at Jing Fan, and then instructed: "This child is lonely now, and he is deeply involved in Xuandao, you have to take more care of him in the future, and when he is in your Proud Peak, peace is also ordinary, you know?"

Jing Fan's eyes rolled sharply, and he realized in his heart, "Senior Brother in charge, this last sentence has a profound meaning! But he secretly reminded himself that he only taught him the sect's mental method, and he didn't want to teach him martial arts!"

hurriedly answered "yes", then took the sleeping Zhou Xiaotian from Jing Yue's arms and said no more.

After Sedum explained many things to everyone, he said to everyone: "This is the end of today's business, you all go back separately!"

Jing Tao and the others stood up together and said in unison: "Yes." ”

Just as everyone was about to turn around and leave, Sedum suddenly thought of something again, and hurriedly said, "Wait!" He slowly walked in front of Jing Fan, picked up the Linglong Bead, and said: "This Linglong Pearl seems to have been damaged by some external force, and its spiritual power has been lost, but it has become a vulgar thing at the moment, since it is the Xuandao tied to this child's neck, it should be returned to him!" After that, he tied the Linglong Bead back to Zhou Xiaotian's neck.

Since it has become a mundane thing, everyone naturally does not want to pay more attention, and with Sedum saying "go" again, everyone walked out of the Taixiao Palace, sacrificed their magic weapons, and went towards the mountain peak, the sword!