The warm winter sun shines obliquely on the top of Jungnam Mountain, and the sky is cloudless.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the sweeping disciple couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly tightened his neckline. With a broom in hand, he pushed the snow from the road harder and harder.

"You have to work harder, or you won't be able to eat in time. He muttered, his hands moving.

"Tsk. ”

Suddenly there was a sound of birds behind him, followed by a sound of fluttering wings, he stopped his movements and turned his head to look, not far away in the courtyard, a small finch standing on the wall, shaking its little head with its back to him, as if looking towards the courtyard.

After stopping for a while, the Sweeping Disciple stayed in the sun, and his body was already a little hotter, taking advantage of this, he retracted his gaze and began to deal with the snow in front of him again, but his mouth was still muttering.

"It's rare to see sparrows in such a high place......"

It was not only the sweeping disciples outside the courtyard who noticed this little bird, but also a middle-aged Taoist in the wing.

This person has black hair on the jade face, a black crown and a black robe, his eyes are bright, and he looks like a fairy, he should be a person in the middle of a free life, but his face is full of sadness at this time.

He put down a brand new scripture book in his hand, closed it, and let out a long breath. The sunlight shines through the half-open window, through the mist exhaled by the Taoist, and is printed on the cover of the scripture, showing that the words on it are the three big characters of "innate gong".

After the Taoist put down the scriptures, he pressed them to the bottom of his hand, but his eyes fell on the little finch on the wall outside the window, and the finch seemed to be looking at the Taoist, but he didn't care, and unconsciously put his eyes away, staring at the distant horizon.

The Taoist muttered in his mouth: "Hey, this innate skill, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse......

At this moment, the voice of the disciple from outside the courtyard said: "Master Zhang, Uncle Zhou is here." ”

The Taoist hurriedly got up.

"Hurry up and invite Uncle Shi in!"

As soon as the words fell, the door was opened, and a little old man with white hair but a red face seemed to be unable to wait to break in, he turned his head and waved his hand: "Go, go, go." ”

The disciple outside the door closed the door in response, bowed down and retreated, and the little old man turned his head at this time, and there was a jade-faced Taoist who greeted him.

"How is Uncle Shi lately?"

"It's okay, it's okay, where is the innate skill? Show it to me. The little old man was in a hurry, and simply coped with the greetings of the Taoist, and hurriedly asked.

The Taoist looked suspicious, and hurriedly turned around and took the scripture from the table and presented it to the little old man.

"That's it, Uncle Shi, look. ”

The little old man took the scripture and read it back and forth several times before returning it to the Taoist.

"Yes, this is an innate skill...... Ma Yu, do you know who sent it?" The little old man took a few steps back and forth, randomly grabbing the Taoist's arms, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Eh, didn't you send it from Uncle Shi?" Ma Yu's face became more suspicious, and when he saw Xiao Lao'er's face change suddenly, he hurriedly explained, "These days, I asked my disciples to go up and down the mountain to find and return the masters of the innate skills, and I didn't meet other people in the rivers and lakes, but I only met you, Uncle Shi, so I thought about it...... But if it's not you, who is it? Why is he?"

"Hmm, where did you find this book?"

"It was discovered by one of my disciples when he was cleaning Chongyang Palace, and his nephew was not present at the time, and after inquiry, before and after discovering the scriptures, all the disciples in the hall at that time did not see half of the outsiders. I am also familiar with these disciples, and in my opinion, I can eliminate a few of them first, so I asked them to look around. ”

"It came and went without a trace...... That's right!Probably him!" The little old man's eyes blinked, and suddenly a fist of his right hand landed on the palm of his left hand.

"Uncle Shi knows this master?"

"Uh...... I met him at the foot of the mountain a few days ago, that guy is elusive, I can't catch up, I originally wanted to find him......" The little old man is Zhou Botong, he listened to Ma Yu's inquiry, and obviously remembered the previous thing about sending out the Nine Yin True Scripture. With Wang Chongyang's testament in front, Zhou Botong knew that he had disobeyed his orders, but he was afraid that Ma Yu would nag, so he only skipped the matter in a unified sentence.

Ma Yu naturally didn't know what Zhou Botong was thinking, so he nodded and said: "Since he is a person with such a high level of light skill, he can naturally do it without knowing it, then it is him...... But I don't know why he is like this?" Ma Yu said, looking at Zhou Botong, as if waiting for his uncle to guide him.

"This ...... I don't know. Zhou Botong scratched his hair.

"Well, in this case, Uncle Shi might as well rest first, and I will go back and ask the disciple to find a room for you. This matter will be discussed in the long run. ”

"Oh no, no, no, it's too stuffy here, I'm not used to it, so I'll leave now. Zhou Botong shook his head like a rattle, and said, "And according to that human nature, after the thing is done, most of them will not stay, and it is useless for me to stay, I will go, and I will leave." After saying that, he puffed out his mouth and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ma Yu was about to speak out, when a disciple's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Elder Hong, the leader of the beggar gang, is visiting." ”

This was followed by a hearty laugh: "You junior don't have to follow, I'll just go by myself." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened. With a gourd on his back and a dog beating stick in his hand, Hong Qigong, who was covered in patches, strode in. Before he could take a closer look, a human face was about to collide with him, so he hurriedly avoided it.

Over there, Zhou Botong ignored it, and took a few steps forward in a daze, and was about to leave. Hong Qigong grinned and said with a smile: "Old naughty boy, what are you doing here?"

"The old urchin is sulking, no one cares!" Zhou Botong paused slightly, stomped his feet on the spot, and left angrily.

"This ......" Hong Qigong looked suspicious and turned his head to look at Ma Yu.

Ma Yu looked bitter and said helplessly: "Hey, where should this start?"

"Don't rush, speak slowly. Hong Qigong patted Ma Yu on the shoulder with relief, and then introduced him into the room.

After the two sat down, Ma Yu gave a detailed account of the ins and outs of the future, and Hong Qigong listened to it, but did not answer immediately, but muttered for a long time.

After the disciples outside the door brought the fasting meal, reflexively closed the door and left, Hong Qigong spoke: "How many people know about this innate merit that has been lost and recovered?"

"In addition to you and me, Uncle Zhou and my apprentice who discovered the scriptures know," Ma Yu replied truthfully.

"That's good, back then, a Nine Yin True Scripture caused turmoil in the rivers and lakes, and now another one of the innate skills comes out, I'm afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past. ”

The younger generation also thinks the same, so I am always a little frightened these days, and I don't know how to deal with this innate skill after all. ”

"It's simple, you follow Brother Chongyang, write down your mind, and burn the scriptures. Admonish your apprentice again, and tell him to keep his mouth shut. I'll go back to Zhou Botong again, so that this old naughty boy can also keep a little heart, and don't publicize this matter. In this way, the so-called innate skills have become groundless, and with the prestige of your Quanzhen School there, no one will deliberately touch the mold, and this matter will naturally be safe. ”

Ma Yu originally frowned, but after hearing Hong Qigong's words, he suddenly had a look of surprise, and hurriedly bowed and said, "In this way, there are seniors!"

Seeing Ma Yu's face full of joy, Hong Qigong waved his hand: "It's okay to do it." ”

After speaking, there was a sudden fluttering sound outside the window, Ma Yu was relieved, and subconsciously looked out the window. I saw that the little finch that was originally standing at the head of the wall had already flapped its wings at this time, circled for a while, and then flew down the mountain.

It was only at this time, after recovering a little strength, that Ma Yu noticed that something was wrong. According to common sense, sparrows will only fly to a height of more than ten feet at most. And the mountains here are extremely high, and ordinary people will suffer from suffocation when they come up, so only those who have achieved internal strength in the faction will dare to live here. Not to mention the young creatures, who can't stay on the top of this mountain for half a pillar of incense, will definitely gasp and die.

However, the little finch just now was not only unaffected, but also had the strength to fly with its wings, which was really incredible.

Hong Qicheng enjoyed the delicacies on the table, and at this time he had already taken off the gourd on his back, eating and drinking, and his mouth was full of wine and food. He saw Ma Yu staring out the window, as if he still had doubts, and said with a smile: "You are also dozens of people, why are you worried about one after another, like a yellow flower girl." ”

After Hong Qigong made such a joke, Ma Yu put this matter down, he picked up the bowl, thinking that there is nothing strange in the world, maybe there is something special about that little finch, and he will not be surprised when he puts it all over the world.

However, this matter was a little interesting, so he told Hong Qigong everything he had just seen and thought. It's just that it's nothing if he doesn't say it, as soon as he said this, Hong Qigong's face changed suddenly.

Ma Yu saw him put down the gourd in his hand, and unconsciously put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

"I don't know where the juniors said it wrong? It made the seniors unhappy. Ma Yu saw that Hong Qigong's expression was uncertain, but he was silent for a long time, and his predecessors were broad-minded and open-minded, so he would not get angry about a trivial matter, but just in case, he still confessed in the end.

Hong Qigong sighed, finally cleaned up his mood, and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with you, don't worry about it." I was reminded of a ridiculous thing in the past, and I am afraid it would not be convincing to say it, but this is what I am passing through here from north to south. ”

Speaking of this, Hong Qigong had already put down the dishes and chopsticks and put the gourd on his back, Ma Yu saw this, and knew that Hong Qigong came and went like the wind, and this moment must be a critical time for the seniors, so he didn't keep it, but still got up and bowed.

Hong Qigong nodded and asked, "Which direction?"

Ma Yu naturally understood that Hong Qigong was referring to the little finch that had just flown away, so he pointed to a place outside the window: "That's it." ”

Seeing this, Hong Qigong laughed: "I'll go!" Then he was like a dragon, tossing and turning, and stood on the wall through the window.

Ma Yu bowed down and said "Congratulations to the seniors", and when he got up again, Hong Qigong's figure was gone.