Bidding farewell to their families, Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu embarked on the journey of "hitting the fairy fate".

Among the twelve cities in the Nine Domains, the twelve cities are where mortals live, and the Nine Domains are the legendary immortal cultivation realm, and the only way for mortals to enter the immortal cultivation realm is to "hit the immortal fate".

It has been said that it has been passed down for a long time, and the source cannot be studied, but it is only said that once the twelve cities suffered a catastrophe, and the people were shocked when they saw a group of white-clothed people flying with their swords from afar.

The unknown frightened the people, and they were even more cautious in the face of great trouble, and when they learned that the man in white had come to help them, the people were overjoyed.

Later, the immortals showed their magical powers to help them survive the disaster and rebuild the city, and the mortals who were getting better and better became more and more yearning for the ability of the immortals.

Not long after, the immortal departed, just as he had come, suddenly appeared and disappeared.

Mortals began to look for traces of immortals in the Twelve Cities, seeking the ethereal "fate", just so that one day they could be as immortal and boundless as the immortals.

Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu set off from Yuncheng and headed all the way to the south, passing through the four cities of Yicheng, Wucheng, Dingcheng and Gucheng, and the mountains in the south direction between Gucheng and Lingcheng were their destinations.

This mountain used to have no name, but also because it was remote and few people set foot on it, but now it is called "Immortal Mountain", and there is an endless stream of people coming and going, because it is rumored that someone has succeeded in hitting the fairy fate here.

"Shiyin, are you afraid?" , The carriage slowly moved forward, and Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu sat next to each other in the carriage.

Two guards rode to open the way, the remaining two pressed at the end, and the other carriage sat two personal maids of Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu, guarding their luggage. There is not much luggage, and several cities along the way have the property of the side family, which can be replenished at any time.

"I will protect Tingyu." Song Shiyin looked at Bian Tingyu and said seriously, hearing this, Bian Tingyu's eyes crooked with a smile.

The dirt road is not too flat, and small rocks often appear, and even if the wagon of the side family is covered with the soft fur of ferrets, the person sitting on it will still feel bumpy.

Song Shiyin gently lifted the curtain with his hand, and there was an endless bamboo forest outside, and there were no people, only a few animals, and birds flew through the air, bringing chirping sounds.

"You say, are there really immortals in the world?" The boring road only relied on chatting to pass the time, and it didn't take long for Bian Tingyu to start talking again, and she also looked out with Song Shiyin's gaze.

"I don't know." Song Shiyin lowered the curtains, turned his head to look at Bian Tingyu, and then shook his head.

"What would an immortal be like? Could it be that he has three eyes and four mouths? Bian Tingyu glared, pulled the corners of her mouth with her hand, and grimaced at Song Shiyin.

"If there is an immortal, I think it will be a good-looking person like Tingyu." Song Shiyin smiled lightly, and Bian Tingyu in front of him was suddenly stunned.

"If there is an immortal, it must be as cute and able to speak as Shiyin." Bian Tingyu put her hand down and praised her with a smile, and Song Shiyin sighed in her heart.

After that, the two of them didn't speak again, and Bian Tingyu secretly regretted it, feeling that she had touched Song Shiyin's sadness.

Song Shiyin's appearance is mediocre, her personality is rigid, she has no sense of existence in the crowd, and the Song family is doing a taboo coffin business, even if the Song family is rich, no one wants to contact her, and the parents of the Song family are afraid that Song Shiyin will be more indifferent to others in the long run, so they stuffed a lively and delicate maid to serve her, so she is often ridiculed for being a young lady who is not as good as the maid around her, and there are ignorant children who call her "Miss Coffin".

She never responded to everyone's ridicule, and gradually those people became more and more bold, from personality to appearance, "Song Mutou", "Dumb Miss", "Ugly Eight Monsters", they would talk to many people and say "There are so many words, is it Song Coffin's mouth that grows on you".

The young Bian Tingyu found that Song Shiyin always lowered his head alone, and with a sense of justice, he scolded the person who arranged Song Shiyin, and with the Bian family as the backing, there was a lot less discussion about Song Shiyin, but there were still people secretly saying that Song Shiyin was fighting behind his back.

Song Shiyin had almost forgotten about the past, or she hadn't taken it to heart from the beginning, she looked at Bian Tingyu's self-blaming expression, and could only say sorry in her heart.

After more than a month of traveling during the day and sleeping in the wild at night, the group finally arrived at the last city, Lingcheng.

At this time, the city gate is full of people queuing up to enter the city, no matter the cold or summer all year round, there are always people from all over the world who come to Lingcheng to settle down, some people are to hit the fairy fate, and some people are to do the business of the people who come to hit the fairy fate.

One of the guards of the Bian family walked to the head of the team and handed the soldier of the City Lord's Mansion who was in charge of letting him go a token with a plum blossom mark, the soldier nodded, and the guard gestured to the group in the distance, and the carriage slowly moved forward and entered the city gate through a path on the side of the crowd.

The Bian family still has its own shop in Lingcheng, where every inch of land is valuable, because of the special existence of Lingcheng, the city lord of Lingcheng made a plum blossom mark token as a token for entering and exiting Lingcheng, which is convenient for the business of the big family across the city, and the Song family, who only monopolizes the coffin business in Yuncheng, is not qualified to get the plum blossom order.

The carriage stopped at the door of a house at the end of East Street, which was the courtyard of the Bian family.

The maids and guards moved the luggage one by one, saying that it was luggage, but in fact, most of the food brought from home had been consumed on the way, and the rest was the preparation for hitting the fairy fate.

They only stayed here for one night, and they were going to leave for Xianshan early the next morning.

Before dawn, the stars hung in the sky and twinkled, and the hazy moonlight shone through the windows.

Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu got up under the service of the maid, and after washing, it was the preparation before departure, the maid and the guards did not go to Xianshan with them, and the road after leaving the courtyard was all on their own, which means "cutting the dust".

There are a lot of legends of hitting the fairy in the market, and some businessmen have collected these rumors and made them into a booklet, and gradually everyone has regarded them as a necessary process for hitting the fairy fate, for fear that one of the steps will not be done in place and affect their own fairy fate.

There are a total of five steps in the method recorded in the booklet, the first step is "Yi Zhitong", which means that the idea of hitting the immortal fate must be strong enough, and the purpose of this line must be clear - Xianshan, you can't turn back halfway to do anything else, they have already achieved it, "cutting the mortal dust" is this second step.

Song Shiyin knew in his heart that these were legends that had no reason to be true, and the real collision with immortals was not a fate at all, how could these people in the bureau not know, if hitting the immortal fate was a formula, then the twelve cities would have already become the residence of the immortals, but there were only a lot more people who imitated this process, and they were just seeking a psychological comfort.

Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu stood in the middle of the courtyard, facing the direction of Xianshan, they were wearing white clothes today, using silk, the best fabric in the world, and the clothes were wrapped in fairy grass in advance and placed in the box for seventeen days.

Fairy grass is the main medicine used by the immortals to treat the sick people at that time, from the first time the people saw the immortals to the immortals said goodbye to leave, a total of seventeen days.

This step is called "Leaving Immortals".

After the maid cleaned her hands, she dipped the fairy grass in her hand and dipped it in rootless water, sprinkled it on Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu, sprinkled it from head to toe a total of seventeen times, and sprinkled it once when she walked until the gate of the courtyard.

The rootless water is the rain that has not landed in the fairy mountain, and this step is "dipping the fairy dew".

After that, the two picked up their luggage, stepped out of the door, and walked all the way to the city gate, without looking back. The whole process was silent, and the immortals were frightened.

This step is called the "Ascending Path".

After walking out of the city gate for a while, Bian Tingyu seemed to finally relax and exhaled heavily.

"I'm so nervous, I'm so nervous." It was still dark, but there were many pedestrians on the street, all dressed in white, who walked out of the doors and headed straight for the city gates.

The whole city maintained a silence that belonged to the night, and the people in white walked through the streets, and did not stop when they reached the city gate, and the south gate near Xianshan was wide open, and there were no soldiers guarding it.

Bian Tingyu had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and Song Shiyin took out a handkerchief to wipe it for her.

The atmosphere outside the city was much better than inside the city, and many people who were walking together were whispering, reminiscing about the tension in the city just now, and looking forward to "will we succeed?"

Among the people, there was one who walked non-stop to the fairy mountain when he left the city gate, and there were also those who rested under the tree and packed their bags and waited for dawn before setting off.

"It's not easy to walk when it's dark, Tingyu, let's wait for dawn before we set off." Song Shiyin thought about it and said to Bian Tingyu.

Bian Tingyu nodded, she hadn't completely recovered yet, and she didn't want to set off immediately.

Bian Tingyu pulled Song Shiyin to find a place with few people, and sat down against the big tree.

Song Shiyin lowered her head, Bian Tingyu thought she was homesick, leaned over and took her arm and said: "When I left, my mother and my father had a big quarrel, and my mother was reluctant to let me go, but my father said that this is a good thing for the glory of the ancestors."

Bian Tingyu's eyes were dilated, and she fell into memory.

"I didn't want to go, leave my parents and siblings, go so far away, and once I succeeded, I would never be able to go home again." Bian Tingyu's tone was sad, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"But when I heard that you were coming, with Shiyin, I wasn't afraid." Bian Tingyu's tone rose, as if Song Shiyin had given her great courage.

Song Shiyin also recalled that at that time, her parents didn't ask for these ethereal things, they just wanted her to spend her life in peace, but she insisted on going.

Sighing, Song Shiyin pulled her thoughts back, she had more important things to do.

"With Tingyu by my side, I'm not afraid."

They met at the age of twelve, and now it has been five years, the two are almost inseparable, Song Shiyin is timid, but every time he always wants to stand in front of Bian Tingyu to protect her, Bian Tingyu turns her back behind him.

The sky was about to break, and everything was silent, and a ray of morning light pierced through the mist. Knowing that Suosuo's voice sounded, everyone packed their bags and prepared to go, Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu were also among them.

The so-called "Wangshan Running Dead Horse", Xianshan seems to be close at hand, but the two have been walking for more than an hour.

"Who wrote it to walk to Xianshan, I now think it's all for embarrassing people." Bian Tingyu was already out of breath, her forehead was sweating all the time, and her cheeks were flushed.

Bian Tingyu, as the youngest child of the Bian family, has been pampered, and travel has always been a luxury carriage, this time it was a bumpy road from Cloud City, and now she has to walk for a few hours, and finally can't help complaining.

"Why don't we take a break." Song Shiyin is not much better now, wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, and replied panting as he spoke.

"No, we definitely won't have the strength to get up again after we rest, Shiyin, can you still hold on?" Song Shiyin nodded, and Bian Tingyu continued to walk forward with each other's support.

One pedestrian after another overtook them, Bian Tingyu had the idea of fighting, and began to speed up, and Song Shiyin had to keep up.

I don't know how long they walked, the two of them had the scorching sun on their heads, their steps were vain, and hope was in front of them.

The fairy mountain is majestic, towering into the clouds, the mountain is white and boundless, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is clouds or fog, the foot of the mountain is covered by layers of dense fog, and the appearance of the mountain can not be seen clearly. At this time, a lot of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, and they did arrive at the legendary fairy mountain, but they were confused about hitting the fairy fate, did they all fail?

found a shadow place, Song Shiyin gestured to Bian Tingyu with his eyes, the two sat on the ground in the shadow, gasping for breath, the sweat on their bodies had soaked their clothes, Song Shiyin twisted it with his hand, and even water droplets dripped down, you can imagine the hardships along the way.

It took a while for the two of them to recover a little, took out the water bottle from their backpacks, drank a few sips and put it back, and then they didn't know how long they would have to walk, and the water had to be saved.

"Brother Liu, have you found anything different along the way?" The people on the side whispered, and the people who were close to them unconsciously pricked up their ears.

The person who was called Brother Liu shook his head, his face showed despair, and the person who asked also showed a trace of pity, and the people around him eavesdropping relaxed again.

In such a situation, instead of hoping that someone will succeed in hitting the fairy fate, it is better for everyone to return in vain, otherwise it is "why should he do it, but I can't".

Just when everyone was helpless, tangled, and lost, the sound of "Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell" sounded, like a crisp wind chime, this sound interrupted Song Shiyin's thoughts, she turned her head to look at the source of the sound, and Bian Tingyu also looked at Song Shiyin's sight.