A hundred miles away from Quanzhen, there is a virgin land, where the deep valley streams that are neatly cut, and the mountains that stand like jade shoots are stacked on top of each other, in the clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

On the highest peak called Wuqi Mountain, there is a courtyard that looks like a Taoist temple but is not a Taoist temple. In the courtyard, a boy dressed as a child, about nine to ten years old, was fanning the fire that seemed to be extinguished by the stove, and on the stove, a clay pot was emitting white smoke. The boy fanned the fire for a while, and felt that it was strong enough, so he turned around and took a mortar and pounded it, and after pounding it for a while, he went to remove the lid of the sand pot and look at it.

"Apprentice, is the medicine cooked?" At this moment, a voice came from the house.

"That's fine." The boy replied.

"Hurry up, don't burn it."

After a while, the boy lifted the lid of the sand again, and saw that the decoction was already reddish-brown, so he lifted the sand jar and poured the decoction into the empty bowl. The boy walked into the house, and a white-haired old man was sitting cross-legged, as if he had finished his cultivation, and was slowly recovering his breath.

"Who is that person, the master wants to consume half of his body cultivation for him." The boy asked softly as he put the bowl on the table.

"Don't ask so much, you feed him medicine." The white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes.

"Yes." The boy was a little reluctant, but he still took the bowl and walked to the bed beside him. At this time, there was a pale-faced person lying flat on the bed, this person was none other than Meng Baiyu.

"Master, I can't help him." The boy walked to the bed, helped Meng Bai Yu, and said.

"Whoever let him help, just feed him like this." The white-haired old man said.

The boy then took a spoon and scooped the decoction and tried it on his lips, and then he fed Meng Baiyu.

"Why hasn't this man woken up, it's been days and nights." The boy said.

"He'll wake up when it's time to wake up." The white-haired old man said.

After being in a coma for seven days and seven nights, Meng Baiyu finally woke up. When he woke up, he saw a boy sitting on the edge of the bed napping, so he gently got out of bed, and just as he was about to go out, the boy said, "You can't move yet." ”

Meng Baiyu was startled, turned his head and said, "Where am I?" ”

"In Wuqi Mountain." The boy said, "You are such a person, don't you know where you are?" ”

Meng Baiyu scratched the back of his head and didn't speak, he only remembered that he was attacked in Quanzhen, and what happened after that, he didn't know.

"Hello Sheng stay here, I'll go tell the master." The boy got up and walked out, walked to the door and turned his head again: "Don't run, you haven't repaid the master for saving your life." ”

Only then did Meng Baiyu know that it was someone else who saved him.

The boy returned shortly after leaving the house: "The master let you pass." As he spoke, he stepped forward to lead the way.

When I left the house, I crossed the courtyard and entered a bright room, where I saw an old man with white hair and white beard meditating with his eyes closed.

"Master, someone is coming." The boy walked up to the old man and said.

When the white-haired old man heard the voice, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Okay, okay." Let's go down first. ”

The boy left.

"Is Shaoxia better?" After the boy left, the white-haired old man squinted at Meng Baiyu and said, "Young man, please take a seat." ”

Meng Baiyu looked at the white-haired old man, only to feel that he was extraordinary, his eyes were bright, and his demeanor revealed a fairy aura. Hearing the white-haired old man tell him to sit, Meng Baiyu turned his eyes and swept the house, but did not find a stool, and was about to speak, the white-haired old man spoke again: "I have never had any guests here, so I have never prepared a stool or chair, if the young man doesn't mind, he will sit cross-legged on the ground as me." ”

Meng Baiyu then sat down cross-legged, and after sitting down, he asked, "Did the old immortal save the junior?" ”

"The old man has never saved the young man." The white-haired old man shook his head, "Shaoxia's ability to wake up is Shaoxia's personal creation, and it has nothing to do with whether others save him or not. ”

"But the younger generation clearly remembers that he was attacked." Meng Baiyu wondered.

"The old man is going to meditate, if you are all right, you will leave by yourself." The white-haired old man closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Meng Baiyu wanted to thank the white-haired old man for saving his life and left, but when he saw that the white-haired old man no longer spoke, he had to sit aside and wait for him to finish meditating.

"Where am I?" Meng Baiyu thought to himself, and was about to open his mouth to call, when a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Abandon all thoughts and thoughts, and guard the spiritual sea." The spiritual sea is full of qi, runs according to the pulse, circulates every day, and melts smoothly. Qi returns to the spiritual sea, and the law is clear. Meng Baiyu unconsciously followed the voice, and after a while, the feelings of soreness, numbness, swelling, pain, heaviness, and coldness gradually subsided, and he only felt that he was wandering in the infinite cosmic space. When Meng Baiyu woke up, the white-haired old man was gone.

Meng Baiyu walked out of the house and saw the white-haired old man sitting at the stone table in the courtyard drinking tea leisurely. When the white-haired old man saw Meng Baiyu coming out, he raised his eyes and said, "Do you want a drink?" ”

"The younger generation is also thirsty." Meng Baiyu walked in front of the white-haired old man, "The junior is probably tired, and he fell asleep, but he didn't know that the old fairy had left." ”

"It's good to fall asleep, it's good to fall asleep." The white-haired old man twisted his beard and said, turning his face sideways, "Apprentice, take a cup out." ”

After a while, the boy rushed out with a teacup, poured tea for Meng Baiyu, and stood aside to wait after pouring it.

"Young man, please take a seat." The white-haired old man said.

Meng Baiyu was about to sit on the stone bench in front of the table, but the boy said, "You can't sit." ”

Meng Baiyu looked at the boy in surprise: "Why can't you sit?" ”

"Do you dare to sit in front of the master?" The boy said.

"Why don't you dare, the old fairy won't eat people." Meng Baiyu said with a smile.

"You still laugh, and you don't kneel down for the master." The boy said angrily.

When Meng Baiyu heard the boy tell him to kneel, his heart tightened, and his body, which had already been sitting on the stone bench, suddenly froze.

"Since you have been taught by the master, you naturally have to kneel down and thank the master." The boy prompted.

"I was taught by the old immortals?" Meng Baiyu opened his mouth wide, but he immediately thought of the dream just now, and thought of the voice in the dream: abandon all thoughts and thoughts, and keep the spiritual sea, the spiritual sea is full of qi, and runs according to the pulse......

"What are you stunned about?" The boy urged.

Seeing that Meng Baiyu was still in this half-squatting position, the boy couldn't stand it anymore, and said loudly: "You fool, do you want the master's spiritual power and heart to be determined in vain?" ”

Meng Baiyu finally understood the boy's words, so he fell to the ground and said, "Thank you to the old fairy." ”

"It's the master." The boy reminded.

"Master?" Meng Baiyu was about to ask, but then he understood, "Master." ”

Hearing Meng Baiyu call his master, the white-haired old man laughed and said, "Since you worship me as a teacher, then you will be my disciple of the Escape World Sect from now on, and you have to abide by the rules of my Escape World Sect." ”

"Yes, yes." Meng Baiyu replied.

"Okay, get up and meet your senior brother." The white-haired old man looked at the boy.

Meng Baiyu got up, looked at the boy and said, "I call him Senior Brother?" ”

"That's nature." A look of anger crossed the boy's face.

"Then senior brother will mention more in the future."

"Apprentice, since you have recognized each other, you can take your junior brother to the back mountain to practice." The white-haired old man stood up as he spoke.

"Doesn't the master proclaim the rules of his own door," the boy asked.

"Let's take it later." The white-haired old man said and walked away.

The boy took Meng Baiyu to the back mountain, where there was a flat land, although it was not very big, but it was enough for cultivation. After the boy explained some introductory methods of cultivation to Meng Baiyu like an adult, he asked Meng Baiyu to practice his physical fitness and flexibility by himself, but he sat aside and looked up.

"What is Linghai?" After practicing for a while, Meng Baiyu asked.

"Linghai? It's a place to install spiritual power, and I don't understand this? The boy explained.

"Oh." Meng Baiyu said while practicing.

"What's the name of the little brother?" After a while, Meng Baiyu asked again.

"The name is for others to call, and I don't let others call it, what do you want a name for?" The boy didn't even blink a bit.

"Then how does the master call you on weekdays?"

"It's called an apprentice."

"There must be a name, so that I can call you in the future." Meng Baiyu said again.

"You just call me Senior Brother." The boy opened his eyes, "You don't let people sleep." ”

"Okay, okay, call Senior Brother. The senior brother continued to sleep. ”

"Actually, you should call me master, and I will teach you to practice every day in the future." The boy said angrily, "Master, his old man doesn't come to teach you personally." ”

"If you want to call your master, then how do you call your master an old man?" Meng Baiyu teased the boy.

"Called...... Ah, it's called Master Tai. The boy thought for a moment before he said.

"I'm worshipping the master, not you, if you want to take advantage of the master, be careful of being struck by lightning." Meng Baiyu said with a smile.

"You, bully me small." As the boy spoke, he stood up suddenly, and a stone flew out of his finger and hit Meng Baiyu's heart.

"How do you beat someone?" Meng Baiyu touched his numb chest and said.

"You can't see a stone, what else are you practicing." The boy said loudly, "If you don't practice, go back, if you don't practice, you're so old, no matter how much you practice, you can't become a spirit master." ”

Back in the courtyard, the white-haired old man had already cooked his meal and waited.

"The apprentices are back, come and eat." The white-haired old man seemed to be in a good mood, "How about we have a drink?" ”

"Okay." Meng Baiyu replied.

After taking his seat, Meng Baiyu raised his wine glass and said, "Disciple respects the master first." ”

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since anyone toasted the teacher." The white-haired old man took the cup in Meng Baiyu's hand and drank it all.

After the white-haired old man finished drinking, Meng Baiyu said again: "The disciple has something unknown in his heart, how did the master save the disciple?" ”

"The teacher happened to be passing by, so he brought you here, what is there to ask?"

"It's just that when we met in Pingshui, the master didn't even know who I was, so he passed on my heart, which was really flattering."

"It's just that I don't want to see you die, and it has nothing to do with who you are." The white-haired old man said.

Meng Baiyu thought about it, so he didn't dwell on it, but just poured another cup to salute the white-haired old man: "After saluting the master for three cups, the disciple will have to go on the road." ”

"Where are you going?" The white-haired old man asked.

"Purple Cloud Villa." Meng Baiyu thought about it before he said.

"What are you going to do at Purple Cloud Villa?"

"Ask for a new daughter-in-law." Meng Bai Yu said.

"To whom?" The boy chimed in.

"Please the eldest lady of Ziyun Villa."

"It's up to you to please her?" The boy's mouth opened wide, stunned.

"How can I have such a contempt for someone? Will the eldest lady of Ziyun Mountain Villa eat people? Meng Baiyu glared at the boy, "Do you recognize her?" ”

"I don't recognize it, I don't recognize it." The boy shook his head repeatedly.

"It is said that the eldest lady of Ziyun Mountain Villa has a very high cultivation, but her temper is very bad, if you go to please her like this, it is estimated that if you don't get killed, you will be disabled." The white-haired man stroked his beard again.

"Then fight against whom, who is afraid of whom." Meng Bai Yu said. Although he said so, he didn't think so in his heart, the eldest lady of the first village in the world, I don't know how many people want to climb the high branches, how can it be his turn to be a down-and-out person, I'm afraid that Qin Wanshou wants to torture him.

"With your current ability, you are not the opponent of the eldest lady." The white-haired old man said, "Since you worship me as a teacher, you have to listen to me, from now on three years, you must not leave Wuqi Mountain for half a step, and it is not too late to ask for it when you have the ability to fight back, even if you can't ask for it, you won't be beaten too badly." You can not be afraid of losing face, but you can be afraid of the teacher. ”

After listening to the white-haired old man's words, Meng Baiyu felt cold in his heart, but it was too long for him to stay in the mountain for three years. If it takes three years to go down the mountain, the sisters in his art hall are afraid that they have married a lot, so they can't bear it. The eldest lady of Ziyun Villa doesn't want to ask for it, but the sisters of the art hall have to ask for one, right?

But thinking that he was injured, Meng Baiyu could only pretend to agree.