At night, the moonlight is clear, the bright moonlight swayes down, the green smoke is like a veil, and the silver brilliance is like rippling water.

In the backyard of the Zhou family, after the old lady had dinner, he went into his study, holding an ancestral cultivation book and studying it carefully.

But a book has already been read by him countless times, and the thought that his beloved grandson will leave his hometown tomorrow is difficult for him to calm down for a long time.

Rubbing his cheeks, which were already densely wrinkled, the old man sighed, "After all, I can't rest assured, it's just that." ”

He took the ancient book with him, got up and walked outside.

Soon came to the outside of Zhou Yin's courtyard, knocked on the door gently, and a crisp girl's voice came from inside, "Who?" ”

"It's me," the old man's voice was dull.

There was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard, and after a while, a clear-eyed girl opened the door with a surprised expression, "Ah, it's so late, why are you here, old lady?" ”

With a smile on his face, the old man raised the yellowed ancient book in his hand, "I can't sleep idle, so I'll send something to your young master." ”

Zhou Yin walked out of the house and looked at the door, "Chunya, who is here?" ”

"I," said the old lady with a sigh of relief, "come out and talk." ”

It didn't take long for the grandfather and grandson to come to a lotus pond in the backyard, and the night breeze blew a pool of night lotus.

An old man and a young man all looked at the pond in front of them, each with their own thoughts.

The old man was the first to speak, with a bit of twilight in his tone, "Yin'er, I know that you hate grandpa, and you have been imposing burdens on your shoulders that you don't want since you were a child, and you won't be in the future, follow your master to learn boxing well." ”

He casually handed the ancient book in his hand to the young man, "This is the foundation of our Zhou family for hundreds of years, but the funny thing is that for more than 100 years, only your sister has practiced alone, and I will hand it over to you now, and the Zhou family in the future will be your own Zhou family, what you want to do is all up to your own mind." ”

Zhou Yin hesitated, but still took the ancient book from the old man's hand.

Suddenly, the old man's expression was grim, and he looked at his grandson with an unprecedented solemn demeanor, and said word by word, "Zhou Yin, I want you to promise me one thing?" ”

"What's the matter, you say?"

The old man shook his head heavily, "You promise me first." ”

"You can say it first", the young man also seemed to notice that something was wrong.

Zhou Yunhai changed color, "Zhou Yin, you are a bad descendant, is it true that you can't close your eyes even when you see me under the Nine Springs?" ”

The young man said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I promise you that you can't do it." ”

The old man turned his anger into a smile, "This is my good grandson." ”

Then he regained the terrifying look he had just now, "I want you to leave your hometown tomorrow, and never set foot in Chonglou Town again in this life." ”

"How can this work", the young man jumped to his feet and shook his head again and again.

The old man looked at him with an unquestioning gaze, "You promised me just now, if you want me to die, you can come back and try." ”

The old man walked away.

Zhou Yin sighed, his heart was like a pond with ripples blown in front of him, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

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The outside of the town is mountainous, and among the mountains to the east, there is an inconspicuous low peak, green hills, which have stood here for I don't know how many years.

Behind the low mountain, there is an unknown lonely grave, and for many years, I have never seen anyone in the town come here to worship.

Under the thick moonlight, a conspicuous red shirt suddenly appeared, and a graceful figure fell in front of the grave, with a complicated gaze.

This person is the ancestor of Miaoyin Mountain Hongya, who has been reincarnated for many generations in the miracle cave, and he is also the world-famous Yindao master in the past.

She spread out her palm, and a bronze ancient bell appeared in her palm, exuding a vast and ancient atmosphere, and golden words loomed one after another, shining brightly.

As soon as her mind moved, the ancient bell floated on the top of the tomb, and one by one the golden seals fell off, wandering in the void, and finally formed a huge umbrella cover here that just covered the place.

The Red Silk Patriarch turned to leave, and the bronze ancient bell disappeared into the void along with the umbrella cover.

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For some reason, the pace of Chonglou Town has suddenly increased, and everyone seems to be in a hurry every day.

Lu Guan was staying in the backyard of Suixinju, reading carefully.

Suddenly, the air in front of him trembled, and a paper crane folded into immortal spirit talismans appeared in front of him.

The young man was slightly stunned, his expression solemn, because as the actual ruler of this heaven and earth, he didn't notice when this paper crane appeared in front of him.

In other words, if it was a flying sword, he might have been in a different place.

The Ninth Master happened to have something to go out, and Lu Guan immediately had to communicate with the Shenxu, a Taoist ancestor of the Lu family, and immediately performed more than a dozen secret methods to carefully investigate the inside and outside of the paper crane.

After some investigation, he did not find any abnormality, the Taoist ancestor controlled Lu Guan's body, raised one hand, first drew a circle in the air, and then his fingertips glowed with spiritual light, like heavy ink, he actually drew a talisman out of thin air.

Inject aura into it, the talisman trembled slightly, and finally turned into a doppelganger with the same shape as Lu Guan's body, this is a very versatile stand-in talisman in the immortal family on the mountain, also called a doppelganger talisman.

His figure flickered, and in an instant he came to a mountain outside the town, and there was not a single human seat around him.

"Lu Guan" hid away by himself, and controlled the talisman stand-in to slowly open the spirit rune paper crane.

There were no accidents, and only one sentence was written on the paper crane, "Heaven and earth are connected, and the underworld is back and forth." ”

The Taoist ancestor was anxious, "Lu Guan, don't look at those words. ”

The young man who handed over the control of his body immediately blocked his mind, and the Taoist breathed a sigh of relief in the divine ruins, "It's okay, it's not too late." ”

Then he frowned, and said coldly, "I have been dizzying again and again, and I really feel that there is no one in my Lu family." ”

He controlled Lu Guan's body, and a red flame instantly appeared in his palm, causing the void to burn and sneer.

With a casual hand, the flames stained the void, engulfing the paper crane, and then disappeared in a flash.

And in a magnificent dojo thousands of miles away from here, an old monk with an old-fashioned expression trembled in his heart and felt bad.

Just when he wanted to exert his magical powers, a crimson flame suddenly burned in the heart of the heaven and earth, and then it spread towards the heaven and earth in his body.

The old monk gushed out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't dare to slack off, forcibly lifted the aura of his whole body, quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and a water magic power was exerted, and the Dao Ganlin descended on the heaven and earth in his body.

But in the face of the growing fires, this meager rain is simply not helpful.