"Master is at the stargazing platform, please come with me."

Wang Qi took the two of them, passed through the Daogong Yi Gate, and walked towards the stargazing platform.

While walking, he introduced the situation to Li Mu here.

The Kongming Immortals like to be quiet, and have only accepted seven disciples for thousands of years.

This Wang Qi is the youngest, only more than 800 years old.

The so-called upper is good, and the lower is effective.

The Kongming Immortals didn't like to be lively, and the seven personal disciples under the seat didn't accept many disciples.

Therefore, as one of the twenty-seven immortal mountains in Qingyun, Laoshan has only a few dozen people.

In the entire Taiyuan Sect, it belongs to the place where the population is thin.

Along the way, I didn't see anyone, and it seemed a little lonely.

After a while, the three of them came to the stargazing platform.

This is already the peak of Laoshan Mountain, and the stars are twinkling, as if they are within reach.

On the stargazing platform, a crane-haired immortal with a childish face, wearing a white robe, sat on the ground with his legs crossed, looking at the stars in the night sky.

"Hook out, little ghost, drink."

The old immortal took the gourd, took a long sip, and swallowed the wine into his stomach.

Then he looked at another star field.

"The confusion is hidden in the sky, the greedy wolf is out of the southeast, and there is a big ghost in the world, it's really fucking annoying."

It's another mouthful of fairy stuff.

"Old fellow, you said you would drink together, but you drank first!"

The Changqing Immortal stepped forward, snatched the fairy gourd, poured a sip of immortal wine, and wiped his mouth, "If you want to talk about wine and narcissus brew, it's still delicious in your gourd." ”

The Kongming Immortal stretched out his hand and patted it lightly on the fairy gourd, and a stream of dark green wine flew out of the gourd.

Changqing Immortal opened his mouth to catch it, "Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove, this green ant wine tastes pure!" ”

The Kongming Immortal patted again, and the second drink flew out.

"Clever makeup for whom, the east wind is nine.

Wait until the branches are full of flowers, and the garden is full of daughter red! ”

The two immortals were drinking and chanting poetry, and after a short time they staggered and became drunk.

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched, "Uncle Shi, that's how they drink and talk about Taoism?" ”

Wang Qi nodded, "Occasionally, I will find a few female disciples to play music and dance, and once I drink it, it will take at least ten days and a half months, Holy Son here, please." ”

The two walked down the stargazing platform.

"The Holy Son recites the mantra of the past life, and crosses the soul of my Shenqing Palace Bailuo Senior Brother, this kindness, we will remember it in our hearts, and please ask the Holy Son to stay here for two days, let us do our best to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

Li Mu also happened to want to learn about the ghost exorcism immortal method of the Shenqing Palace, so he arched his hand and said:

"There is Senior Brother Laowang."

The two walked down the ridge.

After a while, I came to a suspended wooden building on the side of the cliff.

There is an ancient pine next to the attic, and in front of the building is a sea of clouds.

This scene made Li Mu can't help but copy a poem:

"The cliffs are adorned with high pavilions, and the strange stones hug the corridors.

The green pine window is dark, and the clouds are deep and the bamboo is cool.

Really nice place. ”

Wang Qi was a little surprised, "I didn't expect the Holy Son to also compose poems." ”

Li Mu was embarrassed, "I heard from others, I don't read much, how can I have the ability to compose poetry." ”

"The Son is humble."

But at this moment, a disciple suddenly came over in a hurry:

"Master, it's not good! Senior Sister Qingmo wants to find a short view! ”

Wang Qi was surprised, "What is she going to do?" ”

The disciple said anxiously: "Senior Brother Bai Luo is dead, Senior Sister Qingmo wants to follow, Master, go quickly, if it's late, Kang Pina stock ......"

Wang Qi hurriedly said to Li Mu, "Holy Son, I'll go and deal with some family affairs first." ”

didn't wait for Li Mu to answer, and flew away directly.

Li Mu sacrificed the flying boat to follow.

……

In a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.

A mourning hall was erected in front of the main hall.

The coffin is placed in the center.

A woman in white knelt beside the coffin, her face as dead as ashes.

Several disciples around him were struggling to persuade him.

"Senior Sister Qingmo, why are you doing this?"

"If Senior Brother Bai sees you like this, he will definitely be sad."

"Although Bai Luo blew himself up the Yuan Shen, Changqing Immortal recondensed a wisp of remnant soul consciousness for him, and he may not be able to wake up in the future."

Qing Mo lowered his head and looked at the Soul Fixing Bead in his hand in grief.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she didn't know how long she had been crying.

A rainbow light fell, and Wang Qi appeared in front of the main hall.

The disciple at the head hurriedly greeted him:

"Master, I have sealed the Yuan Sea and meridians of Senior Sister Qing Mo, but she has the will to die......"

Wang Qi saw his daughter's grief and his throat was sore.

He sighed, stepped forward, and said softly:

"The journey of cultivating immortals, hundreds of thousands of years, life and death are inevitable, you should want to open a little."

Wang Qingmo didn't seem to hear it, and still looked at the soul fixing bead in his hand stupidly.

"Daddy once promised your mother that he would let you embark on the path of immortality.

If you have three strengths and two weaknesses, how can your father explain to her? ”

Wang Qingmo muttered to the Soul Fixing Bead, not knowing what he was saying.

Seeing the Soul Bead, Wang Qi thought of his deceased wife, and felt a lot of grief in his heart, slowly helped his daughter up, and comforted:

"Bai Luo has retained a wisp of remnant soul thoughts, and Daddy can use the Sanqing Concentration Method to seal it up, so that he can accompany you forever."

Wang Qingmo's eyes finally had some light, but it was quickly extinguished again, "The will of the remnant soul is sealed, for him, it is just endless torture. ”

A disciple next to him suddenly said, "Actually, there is a way. ”

Wang Qingmo seemed to see a life-saving straw and turned his head suddenly.

The disciple hesitated, gritted his teeth, and said:

"You can find a pregnant woman and send this remnant soul of Senior Brother Bai into the body of the fetus, and when the fetus is born and grows in the future, Senior Brother Bai's remnant soul will be slowly repaired."

Wang Qingmo suddenly walked out: "I'm going to look for someone!" ”

But the next moment, her body was restrained by a fairy force and she couldn't move.

Wang Qi's cold voice sounded:

"Take away and nourish your soul, are you a disciple of the Taiyuan Sect, or are you an evil cultivator?!"

The disciple who made the suggestion turned pale with fright, and fell to his knees.

Wang Qingmo gritted his teeth, and forcibly rushed away the talisman mark that blocked Yuan Hai with his divine sense, and then urged Zhen Yuan to break free from the immobilization technique and sacrifice the flying sword.

Wang Qi no longer had the gentleness just now, and said sharply:

"If you leave the Shenqing Palace, don't come back!"

Wang Qingmo's delicate body trembled, looked at the soul bead in her hand, and burst into tears: "Daddy, my daughter is sorry for you." ”

Zhenyuan poured into the flying sword, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the sky.

At this moment, a rope flew out of Wang Qi's cuffs, directly tied her up and dragged her back.

Wang Qing kept struggling, but the rope became tighter and tighter.

"This is a bundle of immortal ropes refined by Shizun, ordinary immortals can't break free, you don't have to struggle in vain in a Yuanying realm."

"Qingyu, take your sister back to the room to rest, and bury Bai Luo's body tonight."

But at this moment, a voice sounded from outside the temple.

"Wait."

When they turned to look, they saw a young man entering.

Wang Qi suppressed the slight unhappiness in his heart: "What is the matter with the Holy Son?" ”

Li Mu sighed in his heart, he didn't want to care about these idle things.

But...... It's coming.

"Senior Brother Wang, I have an immature idea, I don't know whether to talk about it."