The next morning, the sun was rising.

Last night's continuous drizzle finally stopped.

Outside the ruined temple, the branches that fell to the ground by the aftermath, the water droplets were crystal clear, slowly sliding from the edges of the leaves that had gradually withered yellow.

A fresh breeze blew from the side of the post, and the water droplets dripped down, crossing a beautiful arc and hitting Zhu Xian's face.

"Hiss~"

The coolness woke up Zhu Xian, opened his eyes, but subconsciously grinned in pain, and subconsciously shouted:

"Which son attacked your father!"

But there was no response, and there was no one in the four fields.

A chill hit, and I couldn't help but snort, hanging a trace of snot.

The sleeves of the shirt were rubbed indiscriminately and wiped off.

Reaching out and touching his forehead, a bag appeared, bulging a piece, hot and painful.

It's sloppy, the brick last night is a little heavier.

I knew it earlier, but I still pretended to be unconscious.

I got up and looked around, and I was messy.

The scenes of last night kept flashing in my mind.

Now it feels like everything is like a dream.

Last night, he had a dream that he was back in the city, and he was having a lot of fun in the clubhouse.

When he found that there was a hole in the young model's body, he wanted to enter and investigate, but he woke up again and returned to this place to face a choice between life and death.

The crying not far away, and the shattered grass temple, and the pain in his forehead also told him that it was true.

Zhang Xiaofan had already woken up, knelt in front of his parents' bodies, and cried in a low voice.

The voice was hoarse, and I could hear that I should have been crying for a long time.

Lin Jingyu is also there.

The two children hugged each other and cried silently.

On the four corpses, flies flew around.

Although it was washed away by the rain, it still couldn't fade away the bloody atmosphere.

By the time he stood up, the two teenagers had fainted from crying and were unconscious.

With a deep sigh, Zhu Xian picked up the bricks on the ground.

He was about to greet his forehead, but he was more than an inch away and stopped suddenly.

"System, is there any way to make me dizzy again?"

【Yes!】 】

Click, click!

"System, your uncle!"

**

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Xian finally woke up and slowly sat up.

Hands tremble, teeth chatter.

"System, your uncle!"

That click still made him feel palpitations.

It seems that it is better to stay away from that girl named Lu Xueqi in the future.

He didn't look in the mirror to know that at this time, his hair was upside down, and his face was as black as carbon.

After settling down, Zhu Xian looked around.

It is a quaint cottage with two windows, and the furnishings are simple and clean, with two pine tables and chairs, a teapot, and two cups upside down.

There is no bed in the house, only a kang, and it is extremely warm and comfortable to lie on it.

Four beds, two close to themselves, the bedding is messy, and it should have just been slept on.

The remaining one, neatly folded and meticulous, is very similar to the military training quilt.

Opposite the kang is a wooden wall, on which is written a very verve character: Dao!

Seeing this, Zhu Xian's heart was clear that he should be in Qingyunmen at this moment.

Here, there is no doubt that it should be the residence of ordinary disciples.

I got out of bed, put on my shoes, and walked out.

The door of the room was hidden, and when it was close, it seemed to blow a cool breeze from the sea of clouds, which was a little cold.

Pulling open the door, the bright light shone down instantly, and Zhu Xian subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The eyes shone on his body, and finally dispelled a little coolness.

A small courtyard with six poplar trees and nine grassy clusters with fragrant flowers.

Under the poplar tree, on the stone steps, two teenagers wept in low voices.

Zhang Xiaofan's voice was hoarse.

Lin Jingyu had gradually put away his crying, turned his face up, didn't cry, just wiped his tears silently.

Four feet in front of the door, nine steps, connecting the courtyard and the corridor.

The sound of the door opening woke the two of them and turned back at the same time.

The three of them looked at each other, silent, silent.

Outside the courtyard, in the distance, the quiet birdsong came.

The sky is blue with a few white clouds.

Zhu Xian opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The word mourning is not necessarily a comfort for the two teenagers.

In the small courtyard, there was silence.

"Where is this?" Zhu Xian was the first to break the silence and asked.

Lin Jingyu wiped a handful of tears and said in a low voice: "I asked them, this is Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak. ”

After figuring out what happened, Zhu Xian was silent again.

In the plot, the two Qingyun disciples happened to pass by Caomiao Village and saw the tragic situation, so they brought the three who fell into a coma back to Qingyunmen.

All this was expected by him.

If he wasn't unconscious, the Qingyun disciples wouldn't bother to take care of him.

Moreover, he will inevitably be interrogated afterwards, and more is better than less, but, your uncle, can you say it before the electric shock, so that he can be psychologically prepared or something.

Just when Zhu Xian was groaning, how to face Qingyun's many powerhouses later, an unfamiliar voice came from the corridor:

"You're all awake?"

The young Taoist priest, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, is quite heroic.

"It just so happens that several masters also want to meet you and ask you some words, you can come with me."

Zhu Xian followed closely behind, while Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu followed behind Zhu Xian.

Out of the courtyard is a circular cloister with red columns.

The arches are also red.

The layout of this place is very similar, with a regular layout, which is probably the dormitory area.

It is the living place of the disciples of Qingyunmen.

However, only those with a slightly higher status can have a separate courtyard.

The surrounding environment is very fairy.

Isn't this the world of immortal cultivation that otaku yearn for?

Although he has watched TV and anime, but now that he is in the scene and sees the truth, Zhu Xian still can't help but feel a trance in his heart.

After leaving the accommodation and living quarters, he walked forward a section of white jade paved road and came to a huge square.

The ground, all paved with white jade, sparkles under the eyes.

Looking up, the white clouds are like light yarns.

In the center of the square, there are three rows of tripods, a total of nine.

In the giant ding, there is green smoke floating from time to time, and its smell is clear and not dispersed.

Zhu Xian was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "This is the sea of clouds, one of the six views of Qingyun, right?" ”

The Taoist priest woke up the three of them with a loud voice and said, "Let's go, there is something better in front of you." ”

"What is it?" Lin Jingyu couldn't help but ask curiously.

The Taoist priest in the blue Taoist robe stretched out his hand and said, "Hongqiao." ”

Zhu Xian subconsciously answered: "Airport." ”

The three of them looked at him one after another, not knowing why.

Zhu Xian was stunned and said, "My family is from Shanghai. ”

Hongqiao Airport ......

The two teenagers didn't care, but a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed Taoist priest.

This child, presumably undergoing a drastic change, was scared silly, and began to babble nonsense.

His family has lived in Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain for generations, where has he been to the sea.

Keep going.

At the end of the square, there is a stone bridge, without seats and piers.

Rising into the sky, straight into the depths of the white clouds.

Like a dragon leaping into the sky, the momentum is arrogant.

Under the eyes, the bridge body is glowing with colorful colors, like a rainbow in the sky.

Beautiful!

Zhu Xianxin said, this ticket is at least a thousand.

Step on the stone bridge and hear the sound of flowing water.

Under this bridge, there is a bottomless abyss, but I don't know where the sound of the water comes from.

Out of the stone bridge, it is Tongtian Peak, the main hall of Qingyun, and the Yuqing Palace.

The green mountains are green, surrounded by white clouds, and the cranes are flying in the sky.

Such an immortal spiritual realm is fascinating.

Walking down the Hongqiao, I came to a waterhole, and the water in the pool was turquoise.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the depths of the pool, and the sound was like thunder.

As far as the eye can see, in the center of the waterhole, a huge whirlpool is constantly forming.

Huge waves swept through the sky, and a huge figure leaped out.

The sky was full of splashes.

Zhu Xian pulled Zhang Xiaofan over and blocked him in front.