Xuanmen Mountain, flying plain snow, the early sun slanting.

The young man bowed deeply to the spirit tablet, and then said, "It has been five years since Master passed away, and during the five-year vigil, there have been many disasters in the outside world. In accordance with the master's edict, the disciple did not make a move. ”

The young man lit a stick of incense.

"Burning soul incense, burning for a thousand years, burning for a thousand years. "The boy seemed to be talking to himself," the disciple lit a stick of incense every day when he was there, praying that the Master's spirit would be stable in heaven. Now that the disciple is leaving, he can only hope that this incense can really burn for a thousand years. ”

"Master is the Emperor of the Xuandao, if he hadn't died young, he would have ruled the ...... of the Xuanshu Realm," the young man said as he lit incense, "However, if Master is not here, someone should come and sit in this position." The throne of Emperor Xuan must not fall into the hands of treacherous villains!"

The incense was lit, and the curling white smoke gradually drifted away, so that the soul of the old Xuanhuang who was sleeping on the mountain was also determined by this incense.

After the usual incense, the boy walked to the side.

The young man's name is Su Xuan, and he is the only owner on this Xuanmen Mountain.

There was a well on the side—maybe it wasn't a well—and Su Xuan didn't draw water from the bucket instead of it, but poured water into it.

"Time is running out, I'm leaving. Su Xuan said softly.

A low roar came from the "well", and although it was not loud, it echoed in the main hall.

Su Xuan poured all the water into it, then sighed, and then said softly: "I yearn for the outside world as much as you do, but I don't think this is being imprisoned. ”

"Hum-" A not-so-heavy voice echoed through the "well".

Su Xuan shook his head, then turned to leave.

When leaving, the well whispered into his ears: "Tiangang is like paper, pure white and flawless, the world is like ink, dirty." Go to the ink pool with pure white, like a moth to the fire. ”

"Those who tend to the mystery are like moths to a fire. Walking down this path, I didn't think about turning back. Su Xuan replied in a low voice.

"Young man, if you ask me one day......

"I'll go with you to save the dragon. Su Xuan said.

"I'm waiting for you. ”

The ban on the year of the spirit has been lifted, and Su Xuan is about to go down the mountain.

As soon as Fang opened the door, Su Xuan's gaze shifted and focused on the steps of the door, on which was a young girl.

The fluttering snow hung on the ends of the girl's hair, dyeing the pure black hair gray.

She knelt on the steps of the high mountain, and the ice pierced her cotton clothes and pierced her knees. But she did nothing, and let the cold wind freeze her cheeks red.

Su Xuan's heart couldn't help but feel a trace of pity, but when he walked past the girl's side, he said, "You go, you have no meaning here." ”

It's been seven days, it's been seven whole days. The girl knelt here to usher in seven sunsets and sent away six sunsets.

Seven days get up early and bow down at the door, wait for the sun to set, and then go down to find a place to stay. If you were an ordinary person, you would have collapsed a long time ago. But the girl still knelt here and prayed for her savior.

Hearing Su Xuan's words, the girl stubbornly raised her head and said, "I won't go back until Emperor Xuan promises me!"

Su Xuan shook his head and walked forward.

"I'm leaving, this Xuanmen Mountain will also be empty. Su Xuan said, "It's useless to wait, you go back to where you came from." ”

"Lord Xuanhuang!" the girl glared at Su Xuan, seven days of hard work had come to such a result, she couldn't accept it no matter what. In a trance, she fainted.

Su Xuan saw it in his eyes, walked to her without saying a word, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, and then pasted it on the girl's back, and then he picked up the girl, and then walked towards the temple.

“...... Hmm......" The unconscious girl seemed to be saying something, but Su Xuan didn't hear it too clearly.

"Xuan...... Occult Warlock...... Rescue ...... Old ......," she said in a voice that only she could hear.

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"What's so hard about this?" Su Xuan looked at the groggy girl and said, "Emperor Xuanhuang has passed away, the taboo of Xuanmen has disappeared, and Xuanmen Mountain has lost its superior ......."

"Maybe Xuanmen Mountain is your only savior......" He gently brushed the girl's eyebrows, brushing his hair to the side.

"Her Royal Highness Yan Luo, the princess of the old Zhaoguo. Su Xuan whispered the identity of the other party.

But the other party didn't get up for a long time. Su Xuan didn't want to wait, he took out a piece of rune paper, and wrote on the rune paper, "Touch it with your hand, this rune paper can speak." words.

Then he put the talisman paper to his lips and said softly: "My name is Su Xuan, not Emperor Xuan, but Emperor Xuan's disciple." I know what you've come to me for, but I can't stand up to one of the world's two behemoths at the moment. You hold on for another three years, and after three years, I will go to the old call to find you, help you eradicate the traitors, and regain the royal power!"

With that, Su Xuan put the rune paper on the table. After a while, Yan Luo woke up and saw the rune paper on the table, so he touched it with his hand and heard these words.

"Emperor Xuan's disciple Su Xuan......" Yan Luo said softly, "three years...... How can I survive these three years......"

But she had no other way, Su Xuan was her only hope.