Carrying the hatred of the country and the family, it is like a huge cage shrouding Chu Liuochre, if it were not for the sword god Li Taibai as his teacher, I am afraid that Chu Liuochre would be a walking corpse now.

No matter what intersection Chu Yi had with the Sword God in the West, the fact that Chu Liu was changed cannot be erased. Chu Liuzhen lost everything he originally had at the age of nine, and if there was no "Spring and Autumn" war, then he would also have to sit on the throne of the Nine Dragons and become the emperor of Western Chu.

For the Snow Night Dynasty that once single-handedly destroyed Western Chu, Chu Liuzhen hated the "God of War" Qin Feng even more. But Chu Liuzhen also knew the gap between himself and Qin Feng, this was not only the gap in identity and power, but also the difference in cultivation.

"I heard that you are still looking for me, I will look for you, it won't ......be too long," Chu Liuzhen said silently in his heart.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound from Xiaocanglongling, and Chu Liuzhen's heart sank, and he hurriedly turned his body and floated towards the top of the mountain.

Then a shocking scene appeared, and the small Canglongling, which was more than ten zhang long, was instantly shattered, fell apart, turned into powder, and was blown away by the mountain wind.

Chu Liuzhen floated back for about a moment, with a shocked expression, when the master practiced the Nine Thousand style, he was already awe-inspiring. But he didn't know that the sword intent had already divided the Xiaocang Dragon Ridge into tens of thousands of paths. So much so that now it can only be turned into powder.

What's even more incredible is that it has been a pillar of smoke since Li Taibai's move.

This is the sword god style.

Chu Liuzhen turned around and left the south cliff and returned to the place where he lived, a cave called the Lotus Cave.

Here, Chu Liuzhen and the Sword God have lived for seven years, and today the Sword God is gone, leaving only Chu Liuzhen alone. On the West Mountain, there are not only Chu Liuzhen and Li Taibai, there is a view on the main peak of the West Mountain, Cuiyun View.

Because of its steep western mountains. It is difficult for ordinary pilgrims to climb, and the incense is withered by the green clouds, and there is only an old Taoist priest who is over seventy years old and a young Taoist boy who is not yet ten years old.

Chu Liuzhen thought that he was also leaving Xishan, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back, so he got up and walked towards Cuiyun Temple.

The Lotus Cave was not far from the Cuiyun Temple, and after a while, the Cuiyun Temple had already appeared in front of Chu Liuzhen's eyes. This time I traveled down the mountain for more than two months, and it seems that this green cloud view seems to be a little more dilapidated than it was before February.

Before Chu Liuzhen approached, an immature child's voice came out, "Brother Chu, the master said that when you came back today, his old man was cooking." ”

There are not too many trees on the West Mountain, and there is no game for a few people on the mountain to enjoy, the general ingredients need to go down the mountain to buy, now the old Taoist priest is old, there is much inconvenience to go up and down the mountain, but fortunately in this trail childhood, but it is very well-behaved and obedient, the root bone is also very good, the sword god has pointed out a few tricks, now although the trail is still young in childhood, but it is not difficult to go up and down the mountain.

Chu Liuzhen smiled, "It's really hard for Ziyun to be a real person...... and led the little Taoist boy into the Taoist temple.

There is only one major hall in the Taoist temple, which is dedicated to the emperor of Donghua, the hall has not been repaired for a long time, the paint color of the statue of the emperor is withered, and even there are a lot of fine cracks on the statue. There are two wings behind the hall, at this moment the old Taoist priest of Cuiyunguan is hunched over, lying on the stove to cook, a shabby robe looks extremely sloppy, plus the number of years, the spirit is not as good as the youth, and the face is blackened by the stove fire, it looks quite nondescript. Look at that look, where is there the immortal dust that a Taoist should have?

Clearly a country scumbag.

Chu Liuzhen let go of the hand holding the little Taoist boy, and sat down regardless of whether the edge of the stage was dirty or not. He said with a smile, "Ziyun Zhenren, you don't have to say anything about your old craftsmanship, the braised golden-scaled red-tailed carp you ate at noon in the Turning Moon Building is comparable to your craftsmanship, right, Qingxi?"

I saw that the fair-eyed little Taoist boy swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and then glared at Chu Liuzhen angrily, "Master, Brother Chu bullied me again......"

It seems that Chu Liuzhen often teases Xiaodao Tong like this, Ziyun Zhenren turned around and scolded with a smile, "Okay, you Chu Liuzhen, every time you come over, you want to find my Xiaoqingxi's happiness, right?"

Although Cuiyunguan does not avoid fish and meat, but the view is shy, so can he afford to eat meat dishes, not to mention the golden-scaled red-tailed carp in the moon building?

Chu Liuzhen quietly glanced at Qingxi and asked him to come over. Although Qingxi was still annoyed by Chu Liuzhen's teasing, he still walked over obediently. Chu Liuzhen took out a gold ingot from his arms and stuffed it into Qingxi's hand.

"Hehe, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it myself tomorrow......"

Qingxi glanced slightly at Ziyun Zhenren with his eyes, and hurriedly carried the ingots in his arms.

Ziyun Zhenren smiled and shook his head, he was also very helpless about this pair of living treasures. Shoveling the contents of the pot into a bowl and shouting, "It's time to eat......

During the meal, the three of them did not speak. Because Cuiyunguan talents are withering, there are not so many rules. But today's atmosphere is a bit heavy. Even Xiao Qingxi seemed to see something in Chu Liuzhen's eyes, but Xiao Daotong still endured and didn't ask.

"Real person, my master has gone down the mountain today......" Chu Liuzhen put down the dishes and chopsticks and signaled that he had finished eating. Speak.

Ziyun Zhenren also put down the dishes and chopsticks, stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and pretended to be profound, "Well, Poor Dao has calculated today, and I already know, when are you going to go down the mountain?"

Chu Liuzhen was really shocked, he had always thought that Ziyun Zhenren was just a Taoist priest who could only read dead books, but he didn't expect that he really knew some divination techniques.

But before Chu Liuzhen was impressed by the old Taoist, the little Taoist boy next to him was not happy, "Master, you are not doing this right, obviously the old sword god senior came to tell you last night, when did it become your calculation?

Ziyun Zhenren stood up suddenly, "Okay, you little cub, don't you know how to save me some face?

Chu Liuzhen raised his forehead and sighed, why are the Taoist priests under the mountain all looking like immortals, and this Cuiyun Temple has become like this? But although Ziyun Zhenren's Taoist skills are not very good, the people are good. Otherwise, Xiao Qingxi, such a delicate child, would not choose to follow him.

The two of them are basically noisy every day, and they often enjoy it.

"You must not have washed your hands before eating...... the little Taoist priest suddenly said such a sentence, making the old Taoist priest and Chu Liuzhen look at each other.

"Nonsense, when did I not wash my hands when I ate?Do you see my hands dirty?" Ziyun Zhenren stretched out his hand to Chu Liuzhen and asked.

"Well, it's not dirty......" Chu Liuzhen replied helplessly.

"Hmph, although your hands are clean, look at your beard......" The little Taoist priest crossed his hands on his hips and shouted angrily.

Eh, Chu Liuzhen raised his head and looked at Ziyun Zhenren's beard, only to see that the originally snow-white beard was smeared with a faint layer of charcoal black. Looks rather comical. Ziyun Zhenren picked up his beard, his old face immediately turned red, and he said, "My beard is originally this color, okay......"

The momentum is no longer as straightforward as before.

Chu Liuzhen stood up with a smile, bowed to Ziyun Zhenren, and said respectfully with a junior salute, "Zhenren, the junior is ready to go down the mountain tomorrow, and I don't know when I will be able to go up the mountain this time." You and Xiaoqingxi pay more attention to your body......"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, "Where did the poor sour gas come from, it is sour." Let's go. I knew you and your master were going to leave here sooner or later, but the old man had something to entrust to you. With that, he turned his head and looked at the little Taoist priest standing aside.

"I know what the real person means, but Liuochre is also alone, and he will never dare to take Qingxi with him, besides, Liuochre has a deep hatred, Qingxi follows me, I am afraid that I will have to suffer a lot......"

Ziyun Zhenren waved his hand, "I mean, wait until I sit down......"

Chu Liuzhen nodded, he had no reason to refuse again, and he really liked Qingxi's child. Because Qingxi is also an orphan, this makes Chu Liuzhen see his own shadow in Qingxi.

After saying goodbye to the neighbors for seven years, and seeing each other for the last time, Chu Liuzhen walked out of the Taoist temple.

Outside, the moon is like water.