Jietong Zhenren inspected the majestic body of Longyun Mountain, and a subtle smile appeared on his face. Will God really take care of me like that? Could it be that ······ of these three children? A faint moonlight gently drifted on the huge canopy of the ancient wood god capital. The leaves reflected a faint halo, and among the leaves, the real person raised his left hand and quietly examined it.

A trace of the void in the distance, a thousand feet away, attracted the attention of the real people of the realm. stared at the strange cloud for a while, and his face showed a bit of approval.

"Hehe, little friend, since you're here, why don't you show up and see it?" Jietong Zhenren stared at the silk cloud and smiled.

The silk cloud shook slightly, and after a few moments, it floated to the front, revealing its main body in the blink of an eye. In the void in front of her stood a slender girl, dressed in a pale green dress with a black veil covering her face. Without waiting for the real person to speak again, the girl in green apologized and said: "The seniors are not strange! The juniors are just curious, I heard that there is a strange person in the Bluestone Villa on the shore of the Crescent Lake, so I want to come to see the demeanor of the seniors, there is no ill intention, please don't misunderstand the seniors." ”

Jietong Zhenren looked at the girl in front of him and nodded slightly, and said lightly: "I have been here in Longyun Mountain for more than a day, and I have seen many of your Xuanling Sect disciples, and it can be said that all of them are bright and upright, why are you so sneaky!" After speaking, his eyes shot at the girl in green like a sword.

The girl in green was secretly frightened in her heart, thinking that this was a ghost, and she had met a strange old man who cultivated so high. You can find yourself thousands of feet away, no wonder Master always says that there are people outside the world of cultivating immortals, and there are heavens outside the sky, it seems that this is not unreasonable. Hurriedly said: "It's not a junior, it's a junior, it's ······" After hesitating for a moment, the girl in green continued: "It's not that the younger generation is sneaky, it's really that the master is very strict in discipline, and we are not allowed to go down the mountain casually, but I like the flowers of Bluestone Villa too much, and there are more than ten days before the Flower Festival, I can't help but secretly go down the mountain to take a look." In the evening, I was about to go back when I heard that the three children were coming to see you, and out of curiosity, I also followed, but I didn't dare to meet you directly. This is true! It has absolutely nothing to do with the master! Please believe me!" After speaking, the girl in green looked at the real person through the veil.

Hearing this, Jietong Zhenren secretly thought, this little disciple dares to act boldly, and he is quick to talk, not like lying. So he asked, "Well, I want to know, what are you curious about me, what do you want to know about me?"

The green-clothed girl pondered for a while and said, "Dare to ask the seniors where the immortal township is, what sect is it, and what is the name of the immortal?"

When the real person of Jietong heard this, he said indifferently: "Everything is like a dream, and it turns into smoke in a blink of an eye, why do you have to ask so much?" After speaking, he turned around and walked into the ancient wood god capital leaves, but he didn't come out. Staring at the verdant and dark ancient cypress, the girl in green shook her head lightly and walked away.

Above the ancient wood god capital, the real people in the realm have more layers of thinking. It seems that today, three thousand years later, there are many masters in the world of cultivating immortals, and such children have such cultivation, which is really gratifying.

After Liu Zhilang returned home, he lay down early after dinner, but he didn't feel sleepy. In front of him, the appearance of the strange old man on the skyscraper appeared again. That gaze was so kind, his eyes were so bright, it seemed to be the water of the Crescent Lake, clear and transparent. It is like a clear spring in the mountains that is magical and bottomless, like gurgling thoughts flowing into the heart. Touching the black jade skeleton on his chest in his hand, the cold feeling that he had already been familiar with instantly hit his whole body, clear and comfortable. The gaze seemed to tell itself something, what to tell itself? It was already late at night, and looking through the window, the lights had already been turned off in the room of my father and sister, and I thought that I had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Liu Lianlang walked out of the room gently, climbed to the roof, and looked in the direction of the heavenly cypress, and the white figure seemed to be still there. The moon has sunk in the west, Yinhua is entangled in the large and small peaks of Longyun Mountain, the clear light is sprinkled, flowing quietly, the night breeze is blowing, there are bursts of rustling leaves, and occasionally a few whimpering sounds in the depths of the mountain. Longyun Mountain is facing the sky, counting the stars in the dark sky, and Longyun Mountain under the starry sky is even more magical and weird. I heard my father and mother say that there are many immortals living on the peaks of Longyun Mountain, both male and female. Those immortals are all powerful, some can soar into the clouds, some can control the fog, some can resist things, and some can turn into birds or a divine light in the air magically appear and have a magical departure. There are many people in the mountain villa who went up the mountain to ask for immortals, but they haven't heard of anyone coming back. I heard my mother say that every fifteen years, a few immortals will fly to the mountain, and some smart children will be selected from these villas in Longyun Mountain to go up the mountain to cultivate immortals, and this year is the fifteenth year, and those people should come again. I really wish I was chosen and how good it would be to be a god. I can fly freely like a bird in the sky. In the quiet night, under the blue sky, a young man in white stared at the starry sky, weaving a beautiful dream.

Since this strange old man in white came to the Bluestone Villa, and he lived on the heavenly cypress that no one in the villa worshipped, he regarded him as a fairy flying from the sky, and worshiped him as a white-clothed fairy. So he asked him about everything under the moon, and at first he ignored people, but since he met a few children, he suddenly accepted the inquiry of the people of the mountain villa. Everyone in the villa knows that the white-clothed fairy on the skyscraper is really powerful. Can divination, know astronomy, know geography, where it is cloudy and sunny, where it is wind and rain, as long as you ask, he will say it accurately. As for the number of auspicious people, in the past life and the next life, they will take advantage of the wind and see the water, and they will answer all questions. The children were even more happy to associate with him, eating some fresh and sweet fruits or listening to some beautiful legends. And the strange old man seems to be very fond of children.

Among those children, Liu Yilang is one of them. For many days. Liu Lianlang always recalled the words of the white-clothed immortal in his ears: "This world is divided into three rooms and nine domains. Sanma is to divide heaven and earth into three large spaces, namely the heavenly realm, the human realm, and the netherworld. The heavenly realm, also known as the fairy realm, is a place where immortals stay. The human world, also known as the yang world, is a place where people, animals, and plants stay when they are alive and alive. The netherworld, also known as the underworld, is the place where all things stay after death. Under normal circumstances, immortals, humans, and necromants are not allowed to cross their own range to enter other spaces, and if they forcibly enter, they must meet two conditions: one is that their cultivation is extremely high and they go against the sky. The second is to accept the cruel punishment of God and experience countless calamities. It is rumored that if a mortal cultivates sincerely and survives the nine heavenly tribulations, he can become an immortal. The Nine Domains belong to three large spatial ······"

Looking at the hazy moonlight in the sky and the vast Longyun Mountain in the distance, Liu Lianlang suddenly wanted to go to the three rooms and nine domains that the white-clothed fairy said. So he climbed down from the roof gently, slipped out of the house with light feet and went straight to the bank of the Tiantian River.

Looking up, the vicissitudes of ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the dragon-like branches are winding and circling, and the radius is several miles at its feet. What about the white figure? Not on the branches. Liu Yonglang was about to shout loudly, but he heard clearly: "Yonglang! I'm here." I'm waiting for you. ”

Turning around, he saw the white-clothed fairy who was already familiar, his face was surprised, and he said, "Wait for me, does Grandpa Immortal know that I will come?"

Jietong Zhenren quietly walked to Liu Lianlang from the side of the tree, lay in the crook of his arm, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is fate, God has already arranged for us to meet today." ”

Liu Lianlang felt that Grandpa Fairy's words were a little incomprehensible, and after pondering for a while, he asked, "Since Grandpa Fairy is waiting for me, there must be something, I don't know what is going on?" After speaking, he looked at Jietong Zhenren a little mischievously.

Looking at the innocent child, Jietong Zhenren sighed silently in his heart, did not answer his words, and looked up quietly at the cold moonlight in the western sky for a while. Then he asked, "Child, do you like to be a man, a fairy, a monster, a devil, or a ghost?"

"Why do you want me to choose? It's better to be both a human, a fairy, a demon, a demon, and a ghost at the same time. Liu Lianlang said calmly.

Jietong Zhenren looked at Liu Yanlang's stubborn face and said, "Others can't do it, but you are an exception." It's just ······ Such a choice, maybe you will regret it. Because the road you have to take in the future will be full of suffering and sadness, helplessness and loneliness, indifference and hostility, anger and incomprehension, and maybe more, do you really not regret it, are you not afraid?"

"I'm not afraid! I will never regret it!" Liu Lianlang said proudly.

The night sky was filled with dark clouds, black as ink, eerie and terrifying.

"I'm not afraid! I will never regret it!" The clear voice echoed in the mountains, and the heart of the real person in the world was sore, I don't know whether it was joy or something else.

Looking at the layers of dark clouds, the heart of the real person in the world was cleansed, and his thoughts were thousands. It stands to reason that he should be happy to finally find the magical boy that the master let him find, but looking at the child in front of him, his heart is full of waves. If he deviates from his master's will, the world will be in trouble, and this child may be full of happiness in the future. If you follow Master's last orders and pass on the merits and teachings to him, it will be tantamount to pushing him onto the path of rebellion, is this fair to him?

Is it fair? Jietong real people asked themselves over and over again in their hearts. The dark clouds in the sky were thicker and lower, and there was a faint rumble of thunder.

Jietong Zhenren finally made up his mind, looked down at Liu Lianlang, and said solemnly: "Look here!" Saying that, Jietong Zhenren raised his left hand, and his left hand suddenly turned into a silver shining silver mirror. Amazing, it's amazing!

Liu Lianlang faintly felt in his heart that tonight would not be an ordinary night, and even the sky was surprisingly weird. When I first came, the sky was still clear and the moon was clear, but in a blink of an eye, the dark clouds rolled over, the sky seemed to be about to fall, and my breathing was a little stuffy, which was suffocating. How could Grandpa Fairy's left hand turn into a silver mirror? In the darkness, that mirror was just like the moon in the sky, cold and dazzling, with a faint glow on it. The world in the mirror interprets the magic of the world.

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