Looking at the arrival of Han Bing from afar, the Qi refining disciples gathered their momentum and stood up one after another, giving up their hands. The etiquette is simple, and the body is bent into the shape of a half-moon in the sky.

The green mountain in front is shallow, the treasure hall is majestic, the temple carves the beams and paints the building, it is extremely magnificent, and the inscription on the plaque "and the light and the dust" can be seen in the distance. Yan Ci's heart was a little peaceful, but when he saw that the mountains were empty, there were few people, and he didn't see the immortals, he felt puzzled.

Han Bingzhen shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "There are people waiting in the hall, please come with me." Yan Ci agreed in a trance, and hesitantly followed Han Bing to the main hall.

The atmosphere in the hall is solemn and solemn, the decoration shows the ancient meaning, the immortal figure is hung on the wall in the depths, the red sandalwood carved pan glass case is set up below, the simple square tripod of the cloud and mist on the case is inserted with three branches of fine sandalwood, curling light smoke, floating in the air.

Yiyi was dressed in a flaming red embroidered phoenix dress, and her delicate and graceful figure stood with her back to the door.

Han Bing saluted: "Uncle Shi, the guest has arrived. ”

Yan Ci stepped forward to bow down the dust and said, "Yan Ci see the fairy girl!"

A stunning woman with black hair and a bun turned around, she was about thirty years old, her phoenix eyes were like water, and her face was beautiful. Just like the autumn moon, the plum tree piles snow, and has its own elegant and cold temperament, especially the red mark between the eyebrows adds a lot of charm.

"You don't have to be formal. The beautiful woman said indifferently, "The concubine has some questions, and I hope that Xiaoyou will answer truthfully." Her voice was ethereal and ethereal, like a heavenly sound.

Yan Ci lowered his head and said: "Please ask the fairy aunt to ask, the younger generation knows everything." ”

The beautiful woman's lips opened lightly, and she said slowly: "This garden has been hiding from the world for hundreds of years, how could Xiaoyou come here?"

Yan Ci replied: "The younger generation was instructed by the master and followed the Miaoyin Bird to your garden to find the pearl reader. "Then I picked up the pendant bead from under my neck.

The beads were warm and gorgeous, the fairy clouds were swirling, and the beautiful woman looked at it sharply and said in surprise: "Luo Yin Zhu!"

Yan Ci was overjoyed, it turned out that the beautiful woman in front of him was the person he was looking for, and he should explain the ins and outs of the matter in detail, and said: "This pearl is extraordinary, and the younger generations dare not take it for themselves, and they are willing to give it to the fairy girl." ”

The beautiful woman didn't seem to expect such a strange thing, and said with her eyes: "The legend of Luoyin bead has a long history, and there is not only one person who knows this pearl in this garden. When the concubine returned from going out, she received a message from Miaoyin Bird that Xiaoyou had arrived through the forest, so she waited here. The implication is that he is not the person Yan Ci is looking for.

Yan Ci didn't know where he got his good feelings, and he was busy sending treasures, holding beads and saying: "There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and the younger generation met the fairy Gu when he first ascended the treasure land, which can be seen to be stained with Luo Yinzhu's fairy fate, and I hope that the seniors will smile." ”

The beautiful woman looked at Yan Ci quietly, with a faint glint of mercy in her eyes, and suddenly said: "The Yan clan is withering day by day, and you are the only one among the heirs who has the cultivation of true spiritual roots, is this move in exchange for the protection of this garden?"

Few people will carry a treasure and never open their minds, Yan Ci once noticed the peculiarity of Luo Yinzhu when he was young. This pearl is good at hiding and hiding, or blurring, or flying, so that outsiders can only watch from a distance, and cannot touch it. Yan Ci flipped through the classics and occasionally found a description of a psychic treasure, saying that "proficient in the spirit and touching things, and moving the spirit and subtle", which is exactly the same as the characteristics of Luo Yinzhu.

After Yan Ci left home, he met the Taoist priest of Youfang, and the Taoist priest's eyes were opened, saying that Yan Ci had a spiritual root and wanted to accept him as a disciple. Yan Ci's head shook like a rattle, resolutely unwilling to become a monk, and said that the emperor would not change it if he was poor for three years. The Taoist priest did not force it, waved the dust, and drifted away.

Maybe Yan Ci only had the life to eat for those three years, and he didn't remember when it started, but suddenly there were more trackers behind him, and a group of thieves shouted to kill and chop to snatch the beads.

Yan Ci wandered the world at a young age, although he was miserable, he was not a role to be bullied. Along the way, there are endless tricks, not only to make the thieves dizzy, but also to attack and kill several people one after another and retreat, and even by chance to obtain the secret technique "Swift Feather Catching the Wind and Escape Method", with a little practice, that is, running fast.

As the saying goes, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. The truth seems to be simple and easy to understand, but Yan Ci did not realize that giving up is the root of avoiding disasters until he experienced life and death, so he wanted to abandon the pearl to survive when he met a person who knew pearls.

This time, that little bit of caution was recognized, and Yan Ci said: "It turns out that the fairy aunt knows the ancestors, and prays for the fairy aunt to fulfill the wishes of the younger generation." ”

"In the Yan clan, the concubine does have an old friend, but she is not an ancestor. The beautiful woman sighed faintly and said slowly, "It is estimated that the news of Luo Yinzhu has been leaked, two years ago, there was a group of bandits who attacked the Yan ethnic group at night and burned houses along the road to kill people......

This half sentence was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it was extremely accurate to split on Yan Ci Tianling's cover, and he stood in a daze, as if the three souls and seven spirits had drifted away.

Before the beautiful woman finished speaking, she saw him like this, and hurriedly explained: "Ling Zu has the law to defend, and there are not many dead and wounded, so there is no need to worry too much." Now that the Yan family's hometown has fallen into ruins, the ancestor and his clan have fled to avoid trouble, and they can only wait for the future to look for it carefully. ”

Yan Ci's face was full of misery, the life and death of his loved ones were uncertain, and there was nothing more worrying in the world!

Han Bing's heart was gloomy when he saw it, and the full-aged baby caught the trouble for no reason, who wants to accept such an unwarranted disaster?

There was a sympathetic tenderness in the beautiful woman's eyes, and she said softly: "Luo Yin Zhu is an extremely rare treasure, and it is properly kept by itself. Now that you are lonely and helpless, it is better to stay in the same dust garden to practice the Ming Sutra than to return to the red dust to experience hardships. Yan Ci was a little happy in his heart, the beggar's food pocket, and the good ones had to be pretended, so the ending was a great luck in misfortune.

Yan Ci wants to be free and easy, but unfortunately fate is selling hardship.

For several days in a row, Yan Ci continued the same nightmare. In the darkness, he frantically broke free from the hunter's iron net like a wounded beast, dodging bows and arrows and traps. The joy of the company of loved ones suddenly turned into endless ruins and crimson blood. All this is so real, like a fire in hell, that it wants to burn him forever.

Worry and worry made Yan Ci completely sink into grief, and it seemed that throughout his life, the joy of gathering together could only be looked back occasionally, and it was difficult to regain it.

Yan Ci's grief is getting worse day by day, and Han Bing often comes to visit, saying that this is a demon that is growing by obsession, and if he doesn't control it, he will not be far from collapse, but unfortunately Baiduan is relieved, but it has little effect.

The flowers and butterflies in the forest danced, and the warm sunlight passed through the branches and leaves, reflecting the warm and bright light of the fragrant grassland in front of you.

Yan Ci was depressed, wandering around absentmindedly, and was almost tired of seeing all kinds of beautiful scenery like forests and springs or water and trees.

Suddenly, he walked to a clear stream, and the stream was lazily lying with a colorful tiger with his head, and his wrinkled nose was quite a little ghostly and sniffed at a rose.

Yan Ci was in a panic, and was about to turn around to escape, when he suddenly heard someone laughing out loud.

Yan Ci followed the prestige, but saw Han Bing wearing a green smoke shirt, her eyes were clear and longing, her smile was more charming than the wind and water, she was sitting in the short pavilion not far away, and her soft and chic feet poked into the stream and gently kicked the splash, startling the group of white and long tailed, colorful and lovely fish fled in the wilderness.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ci's sorrowful face disappeared, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly. After that, Yan Ci's mood calmed down, and he pestered Han Bing every day to inquire about the true method.

Han Bing also didn't like to sit and enlighten the Tao, so he took Yan Ci to travel the mountains and rivers, dictate the heart, and explain the mysteries of the Xuan Dao one by one.