Situ Mountain, just outside the capital of Qingzhou, has been deserted recently, and few outsiders know the reason, except that it is past the peak season for digging bamboo shoots, and the bamboo will not really grow until the end of summer and early autumn.

In front of the bamboo house on Situ Mountain, a sloppy and skinny old blind man sits in the moonlight and drinks tea leisurely, and next to him is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a white background with blue stripes and cranes.

However, this Taoist master first put his finger in the teacup to probe the temperature of the water, and then put the tea in his mouth with the tip of his tongue and tasted it, and finally picked up the teacup and snorted, saying, "She really didn't tell you where she went?"

The "she" in the Taoist priest's mouth refers to the old blind man naturally knows, and once again took a sip of this cup of coarse tea brewed by the Lord of the Dao Tower of the Luoshen Palace, and said, "She really didn't tell me where she was going. ”

"You really don't know?" asked Dao Ji again.

The old blind man paused and said, "She really didn't mention it to me. ”

The two returned to silence.

At this time, there is a breeze blowing, and the bamboo leaves rustle, like human voices, like ghost words.

After a long time, the old blind man said again: "Why do you bother to force each other, she clearly wants to avoid you, don't you don't know her thoughts, what can you do for me? Fortunately, her left path skills are higher than yours, if she deliberately hides from you, you are afraid that you will not be able to find her. ”

"So I'm looking for you first, you won't know, right?" Dao Ji's eyes were very determined, and he stared at the old blind man.

The old blind man's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he said casually: "Don't make trouble, she really didn't tell me." ”

This is the third time that the old blind man has denied it, and it stands to reason that Dao Ji will not keep asking questions, but Dao Ji said again: "You know what I mean, you can help me take a look, how about it, Senior Brother Dry Fish?"

Turning his head, the old blind man's miserable white eyes looked even more terrifying in the moonlight, obviously he couldn't see things, but his eyes stared straight at Dao Ji and said: "Senior Brother Daoji, if you don't show you the dry fish, the dry fish can be calculated up to three times, are you sure you want me to waste it on this once?"

The meaning of the old blind man's words was clear, and the unbearable look in his eyes flashed, and finally said, "That's it." ”

It was a long time of speechlessness, so long that the old blind man thought that Dao Ji had left, Dao Ji slowly spoke: "Senior brother, do you know what day it is?"

The old blind man heard this senior brother who seemed to be cynical on weekdays but was the most lonely and self-appreciative call himself a junior brother, and he felt a lot more for no reason, and sighed and said: "How do you not know? The moon is in the sky, the yin energy is like a tide, the yang energy retreats to a corner, and the ghost door in the northeast is wide open, although the ghost has not reappeared in the world, but you can still faintly hear the sound of ghosts crying and howling to penetrate the law barrier, needless to say that today must be the July 15th Midyear Festival, and it is also the day when the demon alien world took the opportunity to break through the seal and make trouble in the Divine Palace seventeen years ago. ”

The old blind man was right, the Falling God Palace suffered heavy losses back then, and for the first time in countless years, it was almost broken through by demons to break through the palace walls, causing the fall of the Heavenly General Hall Lord at that time, and even their master, the only immortal-like man in the eternity, was attacked and scattered.

Dao Ji nodded, forgetting that the old blind man couldn't see his movements at all, and then said: "In another year, the deadline agreed between the master and the demon lord is about to arrive, and when the demon lord wants to break the seal, we will be powerless to stop it. One gasification and three clearing!"

"Shhhhh

Rao is famous for his ability to break through the heavens, and he has exhausted the demon opportunities again and again with the power of one person, and he is embarrassed by the lord of the Heavenly Dao everywhere, so that both sides hate him to the bone and want to get rid of it, and then the former Heavenly Elephant Hall Lord Dry Fish, after hearing Dao Ji's words, he couldn't help but gasp.

One Qi and Three Qings is the supreme secret art of Taoism, which was a well-known supreme cultivation method in ancient times and even in ancient times, but it is a pity that the inheritance has been interrupted in a long time, leaving only a fragment.

As the master's eldest apprentice, Dao Ji is definitely worthy of the words "Amazing Talent and Yanyan", and the fragments are from the omnipotent master, but Dao Ji simply completes it with supreme perseverance and understanding, and all the talents in the Luoshen Palace at that time are all admired.

It's a pity that no matter how well it is repaired, it is not the original article, the Taoist secret technique written by the founding patriarch of Taoism, and gradually perfected by the predecessors of the past generations after countless years, how can a person be exhausted with just a dozen years?

However, at that time, the complacent Dao Ji had not had time to consult with the master, so he cultivated with great interest, and this cultivation really improved by leaps and bounds, and Dao Ji almost became a heaven-level master with the momentum of breaking through the bamboo.

At that time, he had just cultivated an incarnation, and his character was pure and upright, and everyone praised him; the second incarnation that he cultivated later was casual and gentle, and he liked to get drunk the most, but he was also deeply loved by everyone, and even the master almost thought that Dao Ji had really completed the cultivation of the technique of one qi and three purifications.

But as his cultivation became more and more advanced, Dao Ji finally cultivated the third incarnation. It was also this incarnation that made everyone realize that Dao Ji's cultivation of the One Qi Transformation and Three Purifications was only afraid of a big mistake.

The third incarnation was heard to be a woman.

Yes, it is He Xianqi.

"Are you going to return to the Yuan?" the relieved old blind man was taken aback again by his thoughts.

Since Dao Ji dared to say it, he didn't intend to hide anything, and when he heard this, he just closed his eyes and responded softly: "Yes." ”

The old blind man who received an affirmative answer was not half happy, but frowned, and asked cautiously, "You forced them?"

What is the return to the yuan? return to the yuan, return to the yuan, the beginning of the yuan, and also the one.

No matter what Gui Yuan does elsewhere, there is only one way to say that in the technique of one qi and three purifications, that is, to restore all the incarnations to the original body, and use the red dust experience and heavenly dao experience and cultivation of the three incarnations to help the body forcibly break through the limit and step into a certain mysterious realm.

However, there is something inhumane about doing this, the three incarnations have their own consciousness, they are actually living characters, and letting them return to their origin is equivalent to annihilating their temperament and cutting off their spiritual sense, and there is no trace of this person in heaven and earth, and all traces of existence will be repaired by the rules of heaven and earth.

It's even more cruel than killing people outright.

Daoji shook his head, perhaps remembering that the old blind man couldn't see at all, so he added: "After discussing with them, I don't have a hobby that is difficult for strong people, and both Zhengyi and Peach Blossom agreed." ”

He said it lightly, but where can the key point be for outsiders? Although the old blind man is not an outsider, he is not himself after all.

The old blind man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he didn't think that the Dao Mastics Society was the kind of person who would do anything for the sake of cultivating the realm, but he was relieved to hear his own explanation.

"So you came here to find out what the hell is to invite He Xian to return to Yuan?" He finally knew what Dao Ji had come here to ask him about He Xian, but: "I really don't know where she is, if she wants to hide, unless I use my eyes once, but in this way..."

"Hey... That's it, I'm unlucky. Daoji stood up impatiently and clapped his hands to summon the white crane.

Of course, he didn't blame the old blind man for not telling him, he was just a little annoyed that he was useless.

"I will marry her today next year, and I will ask Senior Brother Dry Fish to tell her on my behalf!"

Before the words fell, the figure suddenly rose, landed on the white crane hovering in the air, and immediately flew away from Situ Mountain.

The old blind man leaned back in his chair and took two sips of tea and spat out a lump of tea stalks that he had accidentally entered.

Among them, there are three tea stalks that happen to fall on the table, the length is the same, the top, the middle and the bottom are in a column, vaguely forming a hexagram.

"Qiangua, Yuan Henry Zhen, Tianxingjian, the gentleman is self-improving, self-improving... Never stop..."

To the south of the state capital city, there is a Jinyang City, which is not too attractive, especially at this time it is a big night, and I am afraid that I will not see anyone when I enter the city.

But there is a rotten peach mountain outside Jinyang City, which is quite famous, because there is a girl in a peach blossom nunnery on the top of the mountain who is very good at making peach blossom paper, this kind of paper is different from ordinary rice paper, it has its own texture and color, and it smells more faint peach blossom fragrance, which is deeply liked by the literati and scholars in the city.

Peach Blossom has lived in Peach Blossom Nunnery for more than a year and a half, and at the beginning, in order to make a living, she had to re-brew Peach Blossom Wine and make Peach Blossom Cake.

However, whether it is brewing or making dim sum, it is extremely dependent on raw materials, and now the peach tree is not like the peach blossom scattered when the people can bloom all year round, so she slowly figured out the peach branches, peach leaves smashed with water and wood pulp, and then mixed with the peach petals collected in March, this peach blossom paper became.

Tonight, she made the only handful of sun-dried peach petals into a peach blossom crisp, although it was not as refreshing as fresh petals, but it was suitable for dry and wet, and it had a unique charm.

Open the last jar of peach blossom wine, put it on the table in front of the soft collapse in the courtyard, and then put a wine glass, a plate of peach blossom cake, although the lover is no more, but it is rare to be able to watch the moon in the sky quietly on this night.

It is said that July 15 is a Halloween Festival, but she doesn't care, obviously the moonlight is so good and beautiful. If there really is a ghost, why don't you see one of her parents come to see her?

The night breeze blows, the peach leaves flutter, and fist-sized peaches loom between the leaves.

This is the only thing left to her by the peach blossom people, spring can bloom, autumn can bear fruit, and there is comfort all the time.

As soon as she sat down, she felt that there seemed to be a white shadow flashing at the door of the small courtyard, which scared her into a spirit.

Cautiously walked over, bit his lower lip, and dared to open the door to take a look, but there was not even a ghost.

It seems that he is too careful, too, this rotten peach mountain has become very calm since the peach blossoms came to live, not to mention ghosts on weekdays, and even demons have never come to disturb trouble.

Close the door, return to the courtyard, make a soft collapse and touch the table, and then stunned, subconsciously look up.

There are white cranes flying in the moon shadow, and there is a Taoist priest in white clothes standing on the white crane who compares the wine pot and peach blossom cake in her hand with her, and there is a faint laughter.

And under the moonlight, the peach blossoms cried with joy.

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