Qishan, a small and dispensable hill on the bank of the Rolling Dragon River in Qinzhou, this mountain can be traced back to 500 years and even the name can not be found.

Legend has it that five hundred years ago, the founding monarch of Dazhao had been here to get an immortal to set the world, and the word "Qi" of Qishan was derived from this, but the truth of this matter is now traceless, but it really responds to the sentence "the mountain is not high, and there are immortals in the name".

Over the past 100 years, no matter how much changes have taken place outside the mountain, there have only been green trees and vines, wild vegetables and wild flowers, winding streams, all kinds of insects, and occasional woodcutters and passers-by, but no one has lived for a long time.

Quiet, but also natural.

There is a bamboo forest on the mountainside of Qishan, which is evergreen in all seasons. Two years ago, there was an old man, a young man and a servant living in this place, and today, there are two uncles and nephews and a mud child under the mountain to be neighbors, and this mountain has some fireworks in the world.

In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed since the battle of the Rolling Dragon River, but Hua Fengju and Yan Longyu, who escaped death in a daze, and then slept in someone else's house when they opened their eyes, have been puzzled: Since the immortal was willing to come forward to save them, why did he disappear after saving them, is this immortal also like the little lady who has not left the boudoir, afraid of seeing the living?

The reason why Hua Fengju was able to escape from death was not only the blessing of his own Grandmaster's Qi cultivation, but also thanks to the herbal conditioning of the old Confucian surnamed Qin and the true qi infusion of the old servant beside him.

After this incident, Hua Fengju also paid the price - he could no longer hold the sword in his right hand.

Hua Fengju once said with a smile, "No matter how unbearable Old Pifu Huang is, after all, he is also a grandmaster, there is nothing to pity, it's just a big deal to hold a sword in his left hand." ”

In fact, only he knew that this escape from death would mean a sharp drop in his realm, a ruined state of mind, and the possibility of never ascending to the martial arts immortal. Who doesn't feel cold!

It's just that in front of him, plus the apprentice Yan Gui who collected for Yan Sixteen, the big and small three mouths have been eating and drinking for nothing for a few months, and the eldest nephew who doesn't know what to do is still not meat, even if Hua Fengju is as thick as the city wall, then it should be a little windy.

Looking at his little nephew who took Yan Gui to lie next to someone else's chicken pen as soon as he was free all day long, Xi Shufeng was speechless and helpless.

The scourge you bring by yourself, you are used to it! Now that the trauma is almost healed, Hua Fengju's top priority is to build a place to live first, and quickly invite this sister back with his father's "self-cooking".

You can't always occupy the side room of other people's old servants, right?

- Early this morning, the fog thinned.

For three months, as long as Emperor Dahuan Qin Ruoyang did not go down the mountain, he would wake up Yan Longyu and Dugu Haodang early every day, and teach them knowledge in his main house.

But every ten years, the old Confucian would go down the mountain alone and leave for four or five days.

Mr. Qin, who was in the children's mouth yesterday, went down the mountain, and Yan Longyu and Dugu Haodang, two children who have long been familiar with each other, can rarely sleep and wake up naturally today.

Yan Gui, a "mud child" who has been used to suffering since childhood, gets up early every day, and after going up the mountain to collect a bundle of firewood, he consciously practices the basic swordsmanship taught to him by Master Feng Jue for his master outside the bamboo house fence.

Hua Fengju and the old servant who took care of Mr. Qin's daily life also went to the mountain early today, and the two of them were going to look for a few thick logs suitable for making ground stakes.

The old servant's surname is He, his real name is unknown, and he is a cold-faced and kind-hearted person.

Lao He is tall and straight, with a deep knife wound on his yellow and thin face, and it can be seen that he may have been very handsome when he was young. Although he doesn't talk much, he is very good to a few children on weekdays, and he always likes to stand aside and watch the children laugh and play when he has nothing to do.

The old servant knows martial arts, and has instilled true qi into Hua Fengju, and those who can operate the true qi in the body are at least above the grandmaster, but Hua Fengju has never been able to understand his true realm cultivation.

After knowing the origin of these three people, Hua Fengju stopped delving into it, and only regarded the old servant as a loyal servant raised by the Dugu royal family.

In the main room, Yan Longyu and Dugu Haolang, two children with good names, slept together.

Dugu Haodang, who slept until he woke up naturally, opened his eyes first, he pushed away one of someone's feet, and after sitting up, he didn't forget to slap Yan Longyu, who was squeezing himself in the corner with the word "big" on the couch.

Yan Longyu, who was woken up, pouted his buttocks, rubbed his head and yawned constantly. He didn't care about Dugu beside him, got up and poked his head out of the window, and said to the yard immaturely and lazily: "Grandpa He, my grandson is hungry, is the meal ready!" ”

Dugu Haodang on the side had long been accustomed to this "living treasure" that he wanted to eat as soon as he opened his eyes, but he raised his delicate chin slightly, looked at Yan Longyu who was facing away from him, and said coldly: "Mr. said that you are a reincarnation, not bad!" Apropos! Lao He and your Uncle Feng went up the mountain, and they kept food on the table and didn't wait. ”

Yan Longyu sighed angrily, supported his chin with his hand in front of the window, shook his head in Mr. Qin's tone, and said, "Dugu, can there be a clear biao in the mountains today?" ”

"If you want to fly the paper mandarin, you can say it bluntly, Mr. doesn't like to show off his knowledge." Dugu Haolan was withdrawn by nature, and he was almost not like a four- or five-year-old child, but he was very much like his father who was in love with poetry.

Yan Longyu pursed his lips and turned to stay, "Dugu, you are so boring, you will have no friends." ”

"You've got it!" Dugu Haoran asked rhetorically.

…………

There is a bamboo bridge built by an old servant outside the fence of the small courtyard of the bamboo house, the stream flows from below it, and there is an old locust tree bent down at the head of the bridge, and the two banks are open for paper kites.

One of the two children walked forward with a cold face, and a hippie smiling face chased after him with a paper kite, which was cute and cute.

Dugu Haoran said calmly: "There is no wind today, you are sure that you can fly." ”

Yan Longyu panted: "Mr. said, my heart is natural, and the breeze comes naturally. ”

Dugu Hao squinted his eyes and said, "What did Mr. say, is that what you mean?" ”

Yan Longyu pouted, "Isn't it?" You definitely didn't listen well to your morning class! Sir, uh, I specially taught us to put paper kites. ”

Dugu Haoran frowned slightly and nodded.

One dares to speak, the other dares to believe.

The two ran back and forth at the head and end of the bridge, but the paper kite never even flew a foot high.

"Your heart, is it still natural?"

Yan Longyu, who was already sweating profusely, sat on the bridge and panted heavily, "This paper kite, how is it less reliable than Uncle Feng, or let's dismantle it!" ”

Dugu Haoran leaned on Lao Huai, frowned his thick and delicate brows again, and was a little speechless: Is there a more unreliable person in the world than you Yan Longyu? If there is a living creature on this mountain, His Highness will not bother to pay attention to you.

Thinking like this in his heart, he just looked at his peers in front of him, and the corners of Dugu's mouth involuntarily hooked slightly.

It's actually good to have you in this mountain.

"Dugu, you smiled."

"Shut up!"

Yan Gui, who was three years older than the two children, kept his short sword on his body, leaning on the fence with his hands on his cheeks, looking at the two innocent children under Lao Huai not far away.

Suddenly, Yan Gui's sight suddenly became white. This person vaguely remembered that on the day when the two major sects blocked the river, he also watched silently behind a tree in the Rolling Dragon River, and saw a man dressed in white from a distance to save people.

The old locust tree rustled, a gust of breeze came to his face, and Yan Longyu, who was sitting on the bamboo bridge, took off the paper kite in his hand and slowly flew into the sky.

Dugu Hao's heart tightened, but he still looked at the white clothes that were gradually approaching behind Yan Longyu without changing his face, a vague face that he had never seen since Mr. Qin brought him here.

Yan Longyu turned his head suddenly, startled, he raised his ass and stood up awkwardly, looking at Bai Yi with a shy face.

The face of this white-clothed celestial man seemed to be covered with an invisible white veil at all times, although the two children could not see his face clearly, but there was a warm and warm feeling in their hearts, like a spring breeze.

The white-clothed celestial who approached actually took out a palm-sized little yellow dog from his sleeve, handed it to Yan Longyu in front of him, and said softly: "This little creature is destined for you, so I will give it to you." ”

Dugu Haoran was a little surprised, just now he was still thinking about a living creature in his heart, and this was sent to the door?

Yan Longyu smirked and hugged the puppy, ran to Dugu's side and stuffed the dog into his arms, and asked innocently: "Uncle, are you here to eat!" ”

Dugu Haodang stroked the yellow dog and sneered: "Do you think everyone is the same as you, only know how to eat?" ”

Bai Yi looked at the two children and said with a wry smile: "It's rare to have a perfect pair, the dragon rain is mighty, yes, the world in this life is a bit interesting." ”

The two children tilted their heads and only felt that the person talking to themselves in front of them was very strange, and then they exchanged their heads and ears:

"Dugu, how can this uncle speak more strangely than Mr. Qin."

"You get it again!"

"He must have wanted to eat, but he was embarrassed to say it."

…………

The white-clothed celestial who was ignored by the two was a little embarrassed, so he simply bent down and went straight to the point: "Children, there is a peak and a spring on the top of Qishan Mountain, called Guanyun Peak and Xixin Spring, I live there alone, I wonder if you can invite the two of you to play with me around the New Year of each month?" ”

The two children didn't pay attention to the white clothes at all.

"Hey, what is he talking about?"

"This uncle wants to trick you into going to his house, don't go!"

This white-clothed celestial man of Qishan, who does not know the origin, has been completely regarded by the two children as a bad guy who eats and drinks and cheats on children.

The celestial man held his forehead and sighed, helpless: Let's wait for your family to come back!

It's time to go.

Hua Fengju and his servant Lao He finally returned from the mountain. As soon as the two arrived at the bridge, they saw the hazy face of a white dressed man sitting cross-legged at the head of the bridge, clean and clean. Bending over, the three children and a yellow dog sat side by side under the old locust tree, looking at the white clothes in a whisper.

Hua Fengju gradually stopped and hesitated, he seemed to remember this face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The white-clothed celestial man looked at the young swordsman in front of him who seemed to be more unreliable than those children, shook his sleeves, and smiled awkwardly: "I am the immortal in your mouth!" ”

"Really? I don't believe it! Hua Fengju questioned.

"Uncle Feng, this person said he saved us, I don't remember, I guess he was hungry! Or let's give him something to eat, and blame the poor one. ”

Hua Fengju looked at his good nephew with a smirk, nodded at the young immortal in front of him, and said, "Brother, what is the purpose of your coming here?" What kind of immortal are you? I really don't believe it! ”

Bai Yi was speechless for a moment, she had an urge to say "believe it or not" and then brush her sleeves and leave.

If there is an uncle, there must be a nephew!

The white-clothed immortal who was floating out of the dust didn't want to waste his words in vain, he spat out a sullen breath from his chest, and then straightened out, reached out and took out a wordless book from his sleeve, and slowly unfolded it under the gaze of everyone.

Wisps of white light bloomed from the scroll, almost obscuring the sun.

The hearts of everyone present trembled, and in an instant, they fell into a silent white illusion, and everyone's eyes became empty.

Gradually, a picture slowly unfolded, and then the battle of the barrage on the bank of the Rolling Dragon River came into everyone's eyes. They saw the Heavenly Master blocking the road, saw the ice of the Rolling Dragon River cracking, and saw the white deer coming out of the green cliff......

If you take the overall situation, sit high in the clouds, and be unpredictable.

On the side of the bamboo bridge, when everyone reacted again, when they returned to nature in front of them and heard the sound of insects in the mountains like a dream, the white-clothed immortal who was originally sitting on the bamboo bridge had disappeared.

In the sky, a sentence came leisurely into everyone's ears, "From today onwards, you will have to live here for fifteen years, and you can only go out of the mountain for seven days at a time, not out of the county, and I will ensure that you are safe and sound." ”

"Remember, send these two children to the top of Qishan around New Year's Day every month, you don't have to look for me, I know it."

Hua Fengju obviously hadn't been able to react from the shock, but his eyes were looking at the sky with doubts.

The Celestial Teleported the Sky again, "You want to ask, why are you here?" Fifteen years? ”

"I'm not looking for anyone, since someone came to me, Qin Ruoyang and Yan Linxiao both came here by accident when they were young, and they have some agreements with me, this is the Chosen One, you are the chosen one, do you know it."

Hua Fengju hurriedly nodded "sensibly".

The old servant surnamed He also had the same expression at this moment, and was shocked, this is by no means a cultivation that people in the world can have!

Yan Longyu didn't care about any immortal powers, what heavenly and human selection, he just faced the sky, and suddenly yelled with a crying voice: "If you are really an immortal, then, tell me, my father, is it really dead?" ”

A child is just a child after all.

For a long time, only four words came from the sky, "One true and one false!" ”

After that, no matter how many people asked the sky, no voice came again.

Yan Longyu, who heard the answer, clenched his fists silently, burst into tears, and couldn't cry.

Dugu was mighty, Yan Gui stood beside him, silent.

Hua Fengju couldn't help but listen to her nephew's cry with a stunned face, and remembered her sister.

——Although Qishan is a small mountain, the peak of Yunfeng can be seen but it is cloudy and mist, and it is mysterious.

The white-clothed celestial man sat alone in front of the peak, looking down on the mortal world, but there was already a little white hair faintly mixed in the black and green silk. A circle of white rhyme evaporated around him, his clothes fluttered and his expression was extraordinary, and his mouth seemed to have something to say:

"Trouble, ask so much, how do you know that it takes Yang Shou for me to exert my magical powers! Alas, I don't want to be hasty anymore in my life! ”

"The world is full of delusions and wants to ascend to the sky, but I am alone in this world, strange, strange. Hahahaha, I can't stay enough in this world! ”