On Qingling Mountain, there is a white-eyed view.

At the foot of Qingling Mountain, there is a hard-working man.

A group of thieves were encountered in the village under the mountain, and the villagers were killed and injured, but there was such a family that escaped.

If it weren't for the fact that the man was the only martial artist in the village, he picked up his wife and children and ran away like crazy, they wouldn't have escaped the clutches of those wicked people.

It's just that another group of thieves caught up, and the man's physical strength gradually ran out, so in order to let his women and children live, he made a decision.

Shiramura Martial Master Anshan looked down at his wife in his arms, his wife was holding a crying child in her arms, his wife frowned, full of uneasiness, she closed her eyes, and her hand tightly pulled her husband's shirt collar.

"Lan'er, listen to me." Anshan's forehead was full of sweat, "I can't leave, but you have to live and take care of our children, okay?" ”

"No, no, no......" Lan'er looked up at her man with blurred tears in her eyes, and the hand holding the collar also tightened her strength.

Ansan just gently brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear and smiled: "Obedient." ”

Ansan put Lan'er down and just cupped her cheeks: "Live." Lan'er looked at her husband's back.

Turned back alone, just to find a wife and children to be safe.

Lan'er burst into tears like rain, and forced herself to find a way to survive in the mountains and forests.

But the mountain road was difficult to walk, and after running for several hours, it finally reached the limit, Lan'er couldn't hold it anymore, her body was weak, she fell to the ground, and the child who was still swaddling also flew out.

The child stopped crying.

Lan'er didn't care about the insults of the thieves behind her, and crawled towards the child like crazy.

but was dragged back into the abyss by a few sinful hands.

The gasps of the thieves echoed in the silent mountain forest, and Lan'er just looked desperately in the direction of her child.

In desperation, she closed her eyes and committed suicide by gritting her teeth.

The thieves left the forest, and everything returned to silence, as if nothing had happened just now.

Dressed in white and with white crowns and white eyebrows, I picked up the child who was sleeping in the weeds.

Turning his head to look at the top of Lan'er's corpse, he quietly floated with a soul that did not want to leave, sighed, and said slowly: "Since I saved him, I will take care of him." ”

Lan'er's soul smiled slightly, and when she looked at it again, her soul had already returned to heaven and earth.

The most pitiful parental affection.

I only hate the moral exercises I have learned, and I can't save these innocent people.

Even secretly trying to save the child's life just now is already a crime.

The most ruthless Taoist family.

mortal body, but he wants to cultivate the soul of the immortal family.

I raised this child and named him Ziyan, I am a clumsy and uneducated Taoist priest, and I took the word Ziyan blindly.

How many springs, autumns, winters and summers, I have become the master of the sect from the chief disciple, and Ziyan has also changed from an unknown little monk to the pride of the younger generation of Qingling Mountain.

"Umbrella maker" An Ziyan, a black umbrella, is famous all over the world.

I just never imagined it.

There will be such a dilemma one day.

I only sigh that I am pedantic and funny.

At present, his disciples have died tragically at the hands of the wicked people, and their souls have turned into ghosts, and they have to be killed with their own hands.

Is it a robbery?

What kind of bullshit is this practice!

This century-old inheritance of Qingling Mountain is just an excuse for generations of cowards to escape from the world.

So I have to break this game.

"Ziyan, kill as a teacher, Bai Yu can keep your sanity, when you regain your senses, help you as a teacher, and hand over the inheritance of Qingling Mountain to someone you recognize."

……………………………………………

The illusion vanishes.

An Ziyan knelt on the ground, bursting into tears, and his black face faded, revealing his original youthful appearance.

It's just that this young man has already cried into a tearful man.

Cheng Wang also wiped away his tears and walked towards An Ziyan: "What is the teacher's kindness, it seems to regret the tears of the disciples, but it can become an ocean." ”

An Ziyan just knelt.

Cheng Wang tried his best to calm down: "It's just that you killed someone." ”

Holding Ruan Shiqing's sword in his hand: "Innocent people." ”

An Ziyan looked up at Cheng Wang suddenly.

Cheng Wang's sword eyebrows were furious, his hands held the handle, tears could not stop flowing down any longer, he raised his sword and pointed at An Ziyan, and said angrily: "Cheng Wang, the master of the empty Dao Gate, send Mr. An a ride." ”

An Ziyan smiled: "I still have to help the master find the person I recognize, how could it fall into your hands!" ”

The black umbrella was lifted again.

Cheng Wang jumped up with all his strength and slashed at An Ziyan's head with all his might: "I have a sword, the mighty east wind." ”

When the sword reached the door, An Ziyan threw away the black umbrella and smiled.

There is a sword in the empty door, which is called the mighty east wind, which can cut all the ghosts in the world and protect the peace of the world.

Cheng Wang looked at An Ziyan, who was cut in half, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Why? Do you think I'll forgive you if you die calmly? ”

An Ziyan's soul gradually dissipated, and he just looked at Cheng Wang: "There is no reason, because I recognize you." ”

A cloud of white light struck Cheng Wang.

Cheng Wang stretched out his hand to catch it, it was the white jade token.

He looked at An Ziyan with shocked eyes: "You ......"

An Ziyan's soul flew away, and there was a sound in the clear sky: "I'm sorry......"

An Ziyan's soul died, the ghost domain disappeared, the sky was clear, the wind was rolling, and Cheng Wang found that there was an iron cable tied to Xu Xiangwan, Zhang Yunzhou and other Taoist priests under the locust tree.

Looks like they arrived before me.

Cheng Wang sighed:

I thought I was here early.

Suddenly remembered that the sword in his hand was still borrowed from Ruan Shiqing, Cheng Wang hurriedly looked around, Ruan Shiqing didn't know when he left again, Cheng Wang sighed, after all, people are ghosts, and they can't control her.

Just this sword.

Cheng Wang glanced down and smiled.

Think of it as the rent she sent.

A sword cut through the iron rope and gently shook Xu Xiangwan to wake them up, and the girl pointed at Cheng Wang as soon as she woke up: "Ah! What a fragrant boy! ”

Cheng Wang shuddered: Damn, won't this still be ......

At this time, Zhang Yunzhou also pretended to smell it: "What about the incense, sissy." ”

Cheng Wang's face was full of question marks:

Is it really fragrant on your body?

How did I not know?

Suddenly, a weak voice in the Taoist priest team sounded: "What, we...... Isn't it tied up? ”

Xu Xiangwan was taken aback when he heard this: "Yes, what is the situation now, is it ......?"

The other Taoist priests hurriedly looked at Cheng Wang.

Looking at Xu Xiangwan's shocked faces, Cheng Wang said slowly: "An Ziyan, the soul has been dispersed, everyone, rest assured." ”

Those Taoist priests were full of disbelief, and Zhang Yunzhou sneered: "Since you killed An Ziyan, then you know that An Ziyan has a treasure on him, right?" ”

Xu Xiangwan also stared at Cheng Wang with a solemn face.

You can't hide from it.

Cheng Wang took out the piece of white marble: "The main order of Qingling Mountain Gate is here, do you still have any questions?" ”

Zhang Yunzhou sweated like rain, no matter how he said it, the coercion of the master of a dignified Dao Gate was enough to suppress the sluggish flow of these juniors' own spiritual energy.

Only Xu Xiangwan gritted his teeth and said: "Disciple Xu Xiangwan, I have seen the order of the master of the door, but the disciple is not convinced, you have not entered my Qingling Mountain Daomen, how to be the master of this door." ”

It turns out that Xu Xiangwan is really a Taoist priest of Qingling Mountain.

Cheng Wang looked at Xu Xiangwan and smiled: "Do you want to be the master of this sect?" ”

Xu Xiangwan didn't seem to expect Cheng Wang to ask such a question, she was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said with joy: "Disciple, disciple Xie Cheng!" ”

Cheng Wang shook his head and smiled: "No, I don't recognize you." ”