Wind and rain, clouds and rain.

There were more than a dozen people in green shirts on Lingqing Mountain, and they were in front of a huge light curtain at the moment, as if they were holding a farewell ceremony.

An old man with gray hair was standing in front of the light curtain, followed by a strangely shaped lion. The old man said to a young man in a black robe in front of him: "Since you have become a person who has been robbed today, it can be regarded as the last step in your cultivation, so go with peace of mind." ”

The black-robed young man nodded, knelt down, and then walked into the light curtain safely...

At the same time, on a mountain at night on the western Sichuan Plain, there was a muffled thunder, and a barefoot pregnant woman was evading the pursuit of a group of villagers.

The ancient temple is a long time old, and there are still two huge stone lions standing at the door, and under the raindrops, the eyes of the stone lions look brighter and brighter, like living beasts. The plaque in front of the view is engraved with three big characters - "Longmen View", and the rain is falling from the eaves, as if the plaque is to be cleaned again to remove the old dust.

"Help, open the door, please save my child!"

The pregnant woman kept knocking on the door, and the crying cry for help and the sound of the rain were mixed together, which seemed more appropriate.

Crunch... As the dilapidated mountain gate opened, a white-haired old man in a shabby robe walked slowly, saw the pregnant woman in front of him, hurriedly brought it in, and closed the door.

"Save the kids... I—" As soon as the pregnant woman entered the ancient temple, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength and fainted. After Lao Dao checked his pulse, he hurriedly called his apprentice and helped the pregnant woman into the guest room.

"The number has been fulfilled, and it is also the destiny of heaven that you were born here today."

Lao Dao looked at the fainting pregnant woman and said.

"Master, she seems to have broken her water." A young Taoist boy dressed in green clothes said anxiously.

"Go and call the midwife, remember, don't make a big deal about it." After Lao Dao finished speaking, he took out a silver needle from the shabby cloth bag and gently clicked it in the pregnant woman's Baihui acupoint, and at the same time, the silver needle continued to release white mist, and slowly the pregnant woman's breath gradually stabilized.

The old Taoist's name is Yunyangzi, and people don't know much about his life experience, but they only know that he has been guarding this ancient temple since a long, long time ago, and has been practicing in the mountains all year round. Sometimes Yunyangzi will also travel down the mountain, apply medicine to save people, and rely on the perfect Taoism, but also help the villagers of several villages under the mountain to deal with a lot of supernatural events, so people call him "Hexi Zhenren".

I don't know how long later, the midwife finally arrived, and at the same time, there was a little Taoist boy with hot water beside her, with a simple curtain built around a red cloth, and began to deliver the pregnant woman.

The rain kept falling, falling impartially on the leaves of the jujube trees in the temple, squirming, like the sound of wind chimes.

"Wow...", with a baby's cry, resounded throughout the temple, which was originally only the sound of rain. At the same time, a lightning bolt in the sky, the light was reflected on the statue of the spirit general at the temple gate, the spirit general held a golden whip, and his eyes also radiated a golden light to protect the entire temple group, like a golden wall. No one noticed it, and the Big Dipper in the night sky suddenly brightened a little brighter.

Yunyangzi pinched his fingers and calculated: "The child is born in the middle of the time, which fits Gengchen's fate, the golden dragon is born with the water and the water, and it is the night of the seven stars, the moon and the sun are groaning, and the golden dragon is treading the waves." This is a rare fate. The midwife slowly walked out of the delivery room with the crying child in her arms, and the child's eyes were emitting a golden light, which radiated into a white Qi body, surrounding the body. At the same time, the same light began to shine on the neck of the pregnant woman. A few people looked and found that there was a piece of blue-white ancient jade on the neck of the pregnant woman, which was engraved with a Tai Chi, surrounded by three flower patterns of different colors, and at this moment the flowers were exuding light, rotating and blending, converging into a purple gas that lit up the Tai Chi diagram in the middle, and then the purple gas kept pouring into the child's eyes, as if a mother was nursing him. Gradually, the child stopped crying, began to close his eyes to feel the process, several people did not dare to breathe a breath, and waited until half an hour passed, only to find that the light and Qi body in the entire room poured into the center of the child's eyes, converging into a pattern of yin and yang fish, and then slowly disappeared.

Yun Yangzi explained that his little apprentice Yongming took care of the pregnant woman and the child's daily life, and walked into a small room next to the main hall alone.

The layout of the small room is completely different from the main hall, one side of the old desk and bookcase are full of ancient books and seals, several old Taoist robes are hung on the hanger next to the desk, there is an offering table covered with red cloth to the west of the room, three gods are placed, and on the wall behind the god seat is a formidable portrait of an old man, dressed in a golden red Taoist robe, riding a tiger and holding a sword, his eyes are wide with anger, as if this awe-inspiring righteousness is about to penetrate through the portrait. After burning incense, Yunyangzi knelt down in front of the altar, looked at the three gods reverently, muttered something in his mouth, and then threw out the horn hexagram in his hand. I saw that when the two hexagrams fell on the ground, they kept spinning, and finally fell into a positive and a negative, Yun Yangzi looked at the hexagram on the ground, and knelt in front of the altar again: "Thank you to the ancestor for making it clear." ”

I don't know how long it took, but the woman's body gradually improved. It turned out that her name was Li Xiaohong, who was originally an intellectual from Tongcheng, who came to Amo County in western Sichuan and met Chen Ming, a worker in Amo County. After going back and forth, the two fell in love and gradually established a relationship. Soon after the two got married, Li Xiaohong became pregnant, and the two were also very happy, Chen Mingyuan worked harder every day, hoping to live a better life after the child was born, and Li Xiaohong also began to knit clothes and shoes for the child early.

However, the good times did not last long, and a year later, Li Xiaohong still held her belly, as if she was pregnant for six or seven months, and she did not give birth to a child for a long time. As a result, the local villagers thought that the daughter-in-law of the Chen family was a demon girl, and the child she was pregnant with was also a disaster. With the fermentation of rumors, it happened that the flood in western Sichuan was flooded that year, and the people were struggling to make a living. The villagers invited a goddess to ask him, and the goddess said that this was a punishment from heaven, and that the mother and son had to be sunk into the river in order to quell the flood. The goddess and a group of villagers rushed to Chen Mingyuan's house, preparing to arrest Li Xiaohong's mother and son to Shenhe.

At this time, Yang Jie, another best friend who went to the countryside in the same year as Li Xiaohong, had already rushed to Chen Mingyuan's house, and told Li Xiaohong the news and asked her to leave quickly. As the villagers flocked to the village, Yang Jie could only protect Li Xiaohong from the back mountain, while Chen Mingyuan dragged the villagers behind. In the process of escaping, Li Xiaohong and Yang Jie encountered strong winds and rains, walking and walking, Yang Jie stepped on the trap left by Orion, and could not continue walking, looking at a group of villagers with torches in the distance, Yang Jie could only let Li Xiaohong stop caring about herself, continue to escape, and protect the child in her womb. The torrential rain poured, Li Xiaohong didn't know how long she walked, and finally came to the door of an ancient temple.

Then there is the opening scene.