At dusk, Horseshoe Mountain.

A swallow hovered above the clouds, coiled over and over, rehearsing in his mind over and over again what to say and do, to ensure that nothing went wrong, and then went down through the clouds and flew into the pavilion.

The people in the rivers and lakes on Yanxian Terrace below have long been scattered, and only some scattered people are still here, either to learn, or to discuss, or to take a walk and talk together.

A young Taoist in the pavilion sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

A three-flowered cat was on the left side of the pavilion, leaning down and stretching its ass and stretching its waist, and after stretching, it shook its head so that it couldn't see its facial features clearly.

The swallow stopped on the far right of the pavilion and turned into a teenager.

The young Taoist also opened his eyes.

"Be polite at your feet."

"Sir, I'm ...... long"

The inexplicable drill just now disappeared from my mind.

“……”

The young man was silent for a moment, only bent down and stretched out his hand, with a small red pill in his palm: "Sir, please take this pill." ”

Song You took it, took a look at it, and said to the cat next to him: "Sanhua Niangniang is here, I want to leave for a while, but the body will still stay here, Sanhua Niangniang, don't think I'm dead......"

The three-flowered cat turned its head and looked:

"What?"

Song You shook his head and raised his head to obey.

Heaven and earth tremble, and the soul is out of body.

The world is still the same world, the color is still the same color, some differences, but I can't say it.

I saw the three-flowered cat turn its head to look at Song You who was sitting on the ground, and then looked up at Song You who had already stood up, his eyes gradually widened, his mouth was slightly open, and if he looked carefully, he could vaguely see the two small fangs exposed, in short, he looked extremely surprised.

"Taoist, you've become a ghost!"

"It's just a fugue."

"What kind of fugue is iQue?"

"Come back and explain to Sanhua Niangniang." Song You whispered, "Please also ask Sanhua Niangniang to look at the flesh for me." ”

"Oh......"

Song You looked at the young man and nodded at him:

"Please lead the way."

"Good ......"

The boy suddenly turned back into a swallow.

The wonderful thing is that Song You also followed him and became a swallow. Because the eyes of a swallow are different from those of a human being, and the light of things seen is different, so after becoming a swallow, what Song You felt the most was that the whole world changed in his eyes.

The distance, height, color, and even the feeling of moving and static things are all different.

Even looking at Sanhua Niangniang is still a little scared.

It can only be described as wonderful.

"Gone......"

The swallow turned into a boy flapped its wings and flew away.

Song You didn't understand the experience of swallow flying, but he didn't need to control himself at this time, it was completely how the swallow flew in front of him, and he would naturally follow suit.

The senses remained.

So I touched the evening breeze, and crashed into the clouds and mist, and suddenly looked at the 100,000 peaks and forests, the rivers and rivers, and watched the sunset sink into the earth, and the blood stained a mountain and river.

Swallows fly fast, fly quickly, and like to change direction.

Sometimes it soars, almost vertically, and there is not a trace of the earth in the whole line of sight, as if it is about to pierce the sky, until it crashes into the depths of the clouds and mist, and is covered with dampness and coldness.

Piercing through the clouds, it is already above the sea of clouds.

At dusk, the sky is extremely pure, the sunset in the sky has not disappeared, the sea of clouds is dyed red, and there are already a few bright stars overhead, and the more you count.

At this time, the heart is infinite freedom, as if the world is so big that it can be obtained.

It didn't take long for the swallow to feel it, and suddenly retracted its wings, like an arrow that had lost its strength, and plunged straight down into the sea of clouds.

When you get out of the clouds again, your eyes are full of earth, and from the sidelines, it is just two swallows flying in the sky, not surprised, but you can experience it yourself, but it is the wind howling, fighting with the sky, and can scare ordinary people to shout.

It wasn't until the ground was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and the grass and trees on the ground could be seen clearly, and he felt that he was about to crash to the ground, that the swallow spread its wings, but suddenly changed direction and flew to the left.

In this way, left and right, up and down.

This sense of excitement is like the beauty of the mountains and rivers overlooking from above, challenging the limits of the senses and the heart.

But for the swallows, this is just ordinary.

The sky is getting dark, the mountains are only shadows, and the river is just a ribbon reflecting the glow.

The swallows are far away from the crowd and only fly towards dusk.

It's a pity that the road will come to an end.

The swallow flew into the courtyard of the house deep in the mountains.

"Canopy ......"

Both swallows took on human form.

The eaves of the house are full of swallow nests, and there are many swallows flying inside and outside the house, chirping.

The lanterns in the courtyard were hung high, but there were few figures in sight.

"Mr. ......"

The boy quietly glanced at him and gestured to please.

Song You walked in with him.

Walk into a large room, which is elegantly decorated, but only an old man sits on it. The old man was tall and thin, with silver hair and wrinkled face, as if the wind had blown him down. Seeing him like this, Song You knew why Yan Xian was still in trouble with the water demon here.

When he walked in, the old man hurriedly stood up with his cane, and said to him:

"Distinguished guests come to the door, and there is a long way to welcome ......"

Song You didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly returned the courtesy:

"In the Lower Song Dynasty, a mountain man in Lingquan County, Yizhou, I have heard the name of Yanxian for a long time, and now I can see it, which is really a blessing."

"It shouldn't be deserved, it's just a name that the people under the mountain shout nonsense." The old man's voice was also too old, and he hurriedly pointed to the chair next to him, "Fellow Daoist, please sit down." ”

"Thank you."

Song You didn't twist either, just sit down.

"According to the habits of the people in the mountain now, it is enough for Taoist friends to call me Yan Gong, but Yan Xian is not deserved."

"Yan Xian is polite."

"Although the Taoist friend is young, his Taoism is amazing, and he is a righteous person who eliminates harm for the people in Lingbo County, and he is a righteous person, I should have personally invited him, but he is old and inconvenient to walk, so I have to ask the children and grandchildren of this unsuccessful instrument to invite Taoist friends on my behalf." The old man said, glancing at the young man who was standing respectfully on the side, and shook his head secretly, "This kid is cowardly and useless, I hope he didn't neglect his fellow Daoists." ”

"Yan Xian's words are ...... bad"

Song You also glanced at the young man who bowed his head.

He only asked him how the scenery in the sky was this morning, and in the evening he invited himself to experience a wonderful flight journey, he didn't think it was a coincidence, nor did he think that Yan Xian had always invited people like this.

The little goblin is ignorant of the world, his feelings are simple and sincere, and if you repay him kindness, he will return your kindness.

It's hard for Song You not to like him.

Besides, tonight's flight trip, not to mention a thousand gold, it is really difficult to exchange for ten thousand gold, and he still remembers it in his heart.

It's hard for Song You not to be grateful to him.

So he only smiled and said: "This little friend has an innocent and kind personality, although he has been with me for a short time, he has talked twice, but he is also harmonious, not what Yan Xian said." ”

"Friends don't know ......"

Lao Yanxian smiled and said to him: "This child has been timid since he was a child, he doesn't dare to talk to people, he is afraid when he sees people, and he can't say a few words when he sees his kind, elders, and even brothers and sisters. ”

"Then he must be very good at getting along with himself."

"Haha, don't talk about this ......"

Lao Yanxian waved his hand: "I haven't invited fellow Daoists to drink tea yet, it's really rude." ”

As soon as the words fell, there were two more cups of gaiwan tea on the table.

Old Yanxian served one of the cups first.

Song You took another cup.

The strange thing is that he was originally a fugue, but he was able to pick up the cup as usual, lift the lid again, get closer and smell it, the tea fragrance is still the same, skim the tea foam on the top, and drink it in one sip.

"Good Tea ......"

Song You smiled and praised.

That's interesting.

"It's good if you like it." Old Yanxian paused, "I just heard that Daoyou claimed to be from Lingquan County, Yizhou, and dared to ask Daoyou to be from Fulongguan?" ”

"Exactly."

Song You was not surprised.

Each generation of Fulongguan descends the mountain to travel at least thirty or forty years, in this era of average life expectancy of more than 30 years, it is not appropriate to say that many people's lives have been separated, but it has been separated for a long time. In addition, many viewers do not reveal their origins at will when they travel, and it is normal for ordinary people not to know about it, but at this Yan Xian's age, it is almost impossible to say that he does not know Fulongguan.

I only heard Lao Yanxian sigh again:

"It's another generation......"

"yes."

"The Duo Daoist is your master?"

"Yes."

"I've seen her ......"

Old Yanxian's eyes showed a look of memory.

That's really a beautiful woman, and really a reckless person, only practicing the Five Elements Spiritual Method, only learning the Five Elements Spell, when I saw her, she was not yet thirty, at such an age, if it was a single fighting method, I am afraid that even the chief official of the Heavenly Palace Thunder Department and the famous Jin Lingguan in this world may not be above her.

What a genius.

But such a proud son of the sky, walking in the world, is too easy-going, and sometimes he really shouldn't.

At that time, he still had a good descendant, and he was familiar with those many practitioners at first sight and admired him, but once this fate was knotted, he also missed a lot of practice.

This time there is a lesson -

Counting the time, he calculated that the person who got rid of the water demon in Lingbo County might be the heir of Fulongguan, so he chose a descendant who disliked negotiating with people the most to invite, so as not to practice by mistake again.

Old Yanxian glanced at the young man, saw that he lowered his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't care about him, just continued:

"The Heavenly Reckoning Daoist is your ancestor?"

"Exactly."

"I'm thanks to him."

"I want to hear about it."

"Although it was nearly a hundred years ago, I was already in the twilight of my life, and I begged for the way of God but could not." Lao Yanxian shook his head and sighed, "It happened that the Fulong Guantian Daoist traveled through here, and he calculated that Xuzhou would encounter a major drought in the future, so I should prepare early." Later, there was a great drought in Xuzhou, and I sheltered the people here, and Yu Xianghuo Shinto also gained a firm foothold. ”

"I see."

Song You nodded, thoughtful.

It's no wonder -

Regulating the wind and rain is now a Shinto skill, and it is too difficult to rely on Taoist spells alone to protect a side of rain under the great drought, when he heard about it before, he was shocked, thinking that this Yan Xian ability reached the sky. But if you have been preparing for many years in advance, it is much easier to accept.

Let's talk about Shinto—

It is not difficult to embark on the Shinto path, just find some believers, but Lao Yanxian has existed for thousands of years, and the nature he pursues is different from that of the wild gods in the countryside.

First, the incense should come in the right way.

The second is not to provoke the Heavenly Palace and the imperial court to clean up.

As for that ancestor, although Song You hadn't seen it, he knew it.

The masters of Fulongguan in the past dynasties are all extraordinary, but their abilities are different, for example, the master is the best at fighting, and the master is different, and he is good at calculating the heavenly machine.

The road number is taken by yourself.

The master walked thousands of miles, so he named the Taoist man, the ancestor named the heavens, the people are not as good as the heavens, and I am the heavens, but I am also arrogant, but I heard that he was ominous in his later years, and he was not comfortable before he died.

"In short, I accept a great favor from Fulongguan, and I have not returned it to the Taoist people, but also to the descendants of Fulongguan."

Yan Xian laughed.

Song You said respectfully: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, saving the people of Li and the water and fire is a good thing, Yan Xian feels that he borrowed my Guan Shi Zu's skills to embark on the incense fire Shinto, but in my Guan Shi Zu's opinion, why didn't he use Yan Xian's ability to benefit one party and accumulate some merit for himself?" In any case, where can we talk about human gratitude for such a blessing to living beings? ”

As he spoke, he looked at Old Yan Xian.

This old Yan Immortal is close to the lights have died, so dead, even if he can still rely on the faith of the people of Anqing County to achieve gods, but if he believes in one place, how much magic power does he have?

At that time, he will not be in the flesh, he will have no Taoism, and he will not be recognized by the imperial court to seal the Heavenly Palace, and he will become a wild god in the mountains, but can he still be so chic?

Even if the Heavenly Palace and the Imperial Court don't care, how long can they live?

The Chijin Emperor was not there two hundred years ago, and two hundred years later, can the people here still remember that there is a Yan Immortal?

Song You felt that he was afraid that he still had something to ask for.

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