During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon in Zhongzhou is round and big.

The Dao Sect has ushered in a new entry assessment, and this time the quality of the disciples is very good, and it can be called the top three disciples for decades.

But one of the interesting rumors is that every senior brother and sister with considerable seniority will tell those new disciples one thing in the bamboo forest, outside the courtyard, in every small talk.

If possible, don't go to the Forgotten Peak.

At that time, some ignorant disciples were curious and asked why, and a senior brother who was now a young disciple of Za Wangfeng would subconsciously touch the back of his head and sigh with emotion, "Because I will be beaten."

...

The temple is located in the clouds above the peaks, there is a forest sea at the bottom of the mountain, and there is a wind on the peak, so it can be said that he is practicing all the time.

The people in the Duzhen Hall are all women, but the average cultivation is also among the best among the four halls and seven peaks of the Taoist Sect, and the status environment is not without influence.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a forest sea in the palace of the crossing.

There is a smart girl sitting on the edge of the cliff with a red silk wrapped around her waist and no wind, her waist-length long hair is tied into a ponytail, and her legs are dangling in mid-air.

In the distance, several groups of young women frolicked to the edge of the cliff, and then when they saw the figure, they all respectfully said, "Little uncle!"

The girl smiled in response.

Because of their similar age, several young women present had respect for the girl and were fearless.

One of them, the youngest and sweetest-looking girl, said happily, "Uncle Xiao, have you gone to sit on the Forgotten Peak again in the morning to play the autumn breeze? It's been a long time since there have been any new disciples entering the peak, and the elders of the peak have come to us many times to complain to the master."

When Shang Yingluo heard this, she didn't care at all, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she quipped: "Don't intervene in the affairs of adults and children, be careful that I tell your master that you will be punished to go to Lin Hai to practice meditation and decide a hundred times."

The little girl was still young, and she had a deep fear of cultivation, so she immediately covered her mouth, her eyes were pitiful, and she said aggrievedly, "Little uncle, you always like to bully people now."

The women around them let out a silver bell-like laugh.

The corners of Shang Yingluo's mouth curled slightly, and she didn't refute or answer, just looked lazily into the distance.

The people of the demon clan have developed their minds earlier than the human race, and in a certain period of time, the bloodline awakens, and everything will be understood, not to mention that she is the daughter of the demon emperor.

The little girl who used to be doesn't often do that kind of cute thing that makes people laugh now.

The people around saw the girl's daze-like appearance, and after a gesture in their eyes, they dispersed at the same time.

They know the habits of Uncle Xiao in the past few years, when they are bored, they will come here in a silent daze, almost they can't move, and then occasionally they will go to Forget Peak to make trouble when their hands are itchy, it can be said that they will do it if they are unhappy, and the low realm is fine, at most they are knocked unconscious, but the higher realm is miserable, and they often have a blue nose and swollen face.

"Uncle Xiao is thinking about someone." The little girl in the crowd whispered.

The older woman around her knocked on the little girl's head and reminded with a smile, "Don't speculate about the teacher."

Shang Yingluo sat on the edge of the cliff, her feet swaying at will, looking up at the full moon in the sky, and sighed helplessly.

Yu Wenwen has been in retreat for several years.

Jiang Shaoqiu of the Yanfa Palace has been studying the Dao Fa diligently for the past two years, and a few days ago he finally got out of the customs, and was ordered by the division commander to go out to travel and hone his state of mind.

Ye Zhiqiu of the Qinglu Hall can be said to be the young disciple who has improved his realm the fastest, and now he has become a young disciple with great hopes in the entire Dao Sect, and his momentum has even caught up with Shen Yu at the beginning.

Everyone has their own affairs, and she is not the innocent and ignorant little girl she used to be, so in the past few years, she has been in a daze except for cultivation all day long, which is really boring.

The girl suddenly looked at the top of the mountain and said with a smile, "It seems that the little nephew is quite good

Well, the retreat is quite effective."

Shang Yingluo suddenly said with a sad face, "Shen Yu... But I miss you again."

The girl finally looked cautiously at the turquoise bracelet on her wrist, and said proudly, "Let me tell you, I have a very powerful magic weapon now, and I will definitely scare you when I take it out later."

Shang Yingluo remembered something happy, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she said magnificently: "But don't worry, I will give it to you when the time comes, then you will be the best in the world."

...

Dongzu State.

The Guiyun Immortal Sect, which was once a first-class top sect in the land of a state, has now reached the time when it is ready to be rebuilt.

It is said that last year's high-profile immortal war in Yizhou destroyed all the buildings within a radius of thousands of miles from the Guiyun Immortal Sect, and now it has been rebuilt again, and the scale is especially stronger than before.

Recently, a major event happened in the Yunxian Sect, that is, a woman named Yunqing in the sect became the head of the entire sect.

This matter had caused great controversy within the Guiyun Immortal Sect, but in the end, it was with the support of the only surviving Supreme Elder in the sect.

But something stranger happened.

The woman who suddenly became the head of the sect, according to everyone's guesses, should have worked hard to develop into the Yunxian Sect, won the trust and respect of the sect's disciples, and at the same time sat firmly in the position of the head of the sect.

However, the truth is... This woman left the Guiyun Immortal Sect the next day, not knowing where to go.

Far away at the edge of the earth, there is a world's tallest mountain, the mountain is towering into the clouds, magnificent, from a distance it seems to be a state completely upside down, blocking the sun, blocking the sky, resulting in the people living on the back of the mountain almost all year round living in the dim night, all day long.

The mountain is famous, and the temple on the mountain is even more famous.

Because this mountain is called the Sky Mountain, the temple is called the temple by the world.

It is called by the world as the incarnation of the will of heaven, a behemoth that surpasses the world.

There was a woman in the village below the mountain, dressed in a green dress, with a peerless appearance, and her aura was so strong that everyone under the mountain was a little ashamed of themselves.

In the dim night, the woman came here, like a spring sunshine, which warmed the hearts of everyone at the foot of the mountain.

She walked slowly past the foot of the mountain, saw a little girl on the side of the road, and asked, "How do you get up the mountain?" What are the rules?"

The little girl with a yellow face was stunned, thinking that she had seen a fairy, and only reacted after half a ring, and smiled sweetly: "There is a mountain road on the left side of the mountain, and there are no rules."

The woman in the green dress nodded, then slowly left.

There is no wind or light at the bottom of the mountain, but there is wind and snow on the mountain.

Yun Qing, the master of the sect who came here from the Guiyun Immortal Sect, came all the way from the foot of the mountain to climb the mountain.

She had a letter in her hand and a sword behind her back, and her face was solemn.

The night before she succeeded to take charge, the middle-aged scholar who had been practicing penance in the sect for many years had already died, and now she was empty, and it could be said that she was fearless.

In the wind and snow, the woman slightly wrapped the green clothes on her body, I don't know how long it took, the woman stopped, and there was a trace of black gas in her eyes.

After not knowing how many miles away, she suddenly saw a figure standing at the end of the mountain.

It was as if it appeared in her eyes out of thin air.

The man did not show any momentum, gray shirt and cloth shoes, medium build, with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking at her, but as if he was looking at any place.

Yun Qing knew that the reason why she was able to see the other party was purely because the other party wanted her to see it.

Yun Qing's heart beat much faster, and she was a little nervous.

In fact, except for a few people in the world, anyone who comes here may be even more unbearable.

The reason is simple.

There is a temple on the mountain, and there is only one person in it, so he is naturally the master of the temple.

The Lord of the Temple.

It should be said that the world is invincible.

Yunqing is on one knee

Kneeling on the ground, he handed the envelope in his hand to the front, and said in a deep voice: "Guiyun Immortal Sect Yun Qingwang has been practicing in the temple for three years, may the Lord be fulfilled."

The man looked at her, and the letter in the latter's hand began to dissipate, then melted into words in mid-air, flowing into the man's eyes.

Silence.

The man glanced at her, his voice not fluctuating in the slightest, and said, "Broken Eyes?"

The wind and snow were more urgent, Yun Qing's face was expressionless, her body changed to five bodies to the ground, her head hit the ground heavily, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I beg your Excellency to do it!"

The man looked at the farthest point in the sky, wandering thousands of miles, as if he was about to leave this world, and after half a ring, he finally spoke: "You have to promise me two things, the first thing is to try to become the strongest in this generation for three years."

Yun Qing said calmly, "The second thing?"

The man shook his head and said, "You don't need to know now."

..

In a small mountain village surrounded by mountains, the night sky is quiet, the bright moon hangs high, and the middle-aged man who runs a wine shop but fishes for three days and dries nets for two days is lying at the door of the shop, and sighs: "I watch the sky at night, the wind and clouds are surging, and something big will happen."

Qingshan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, rolled his eyes, and said, "Uncle, if you want to be lazy and don't clean up, just say it, and find such a lame reason."

The middle-aged man was immediately deflated, so he could only take a sip of wine helplessly, and muttered, "Hey, the guy who doesn't have the slightest eyesight to see, it's a pity that Lao Tzu has all the skills of the sky."

Aoyama subconsciously ignored these boastful words, worked in the back room for a while, and when he came out, he sat opposite the middle-aged man with a serious face, and said, "I will leave the village tomorrow."

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said casually, "What, your father and mother agreed?"

Qingshan showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "I told them that I would go out for a year, and if I couldn't get famous, I would go home to marry my daughter-in-law and have children."

The middle-aged man quipped, "Yes, I've grown up and know how to tell lies."

Qingshan patted his chest, grinned and swore solemnly, "Uncle, when I become the number one master in the world, I will come back and invite you to drink the most expensive monkey wine."

The middle-aged man nodded casually and said, "Okay, okay, I believe it, where are you going to go first?"

Aoyama hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go outside and see it first, and then think about where to go."

The middle-aged man was expressionless and said, "Remember to bring that gun."

Qingshan's eyes were full of the moving brilliance that only boys had, and he said happily, "Okay."

After all, the young eagle has to leave the arms of his parents and fly to a higher and farther world, everything has a beginning and an end, ups and downs, is life.

Qingshan went home to prepare for the final parting, and in the wine shop, the middle-aged man looked at the back of the young man leaving, and then looked at the sky again, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, is this something that you and I once envied?"

...

In the depths of the Dao Sect, there is a cave.

Thirty-three days.

The bright moon hung high, and a tall figure slowly woke up from the deepest part, and then opened his eyes.

As if demonstrating to heaven and earth.

The air currents in the highest layer of the sky began to surge like a storm, and the aura was like a waterfall, and then in an instant, it was calm like an ancient well.

The man stood up straight and walked high in the air, overlooking the earth.

It's like stepping on the moon.

Proud of the people.