From mid-morning, wealthy businessmen of all sizes come to give gifts for their birthdays, ranging from silk and silk to antique jewelry. However, this morning, Yuan Zhengye presided over the overall situation, and the old birthday star was not seen.

It wasn't until luncheon that the old man showed up, said some words of thanks, and went back to his room before the food and drink were finished. The wealthy businessmen here not only did not feel the slightest slackness, but were honored.

After the luncheon, except for Yuan Zhengye's best friend who stayed for tea, the rest of the people dispersed in interest.

Before I finished drinking a pot of tea, I heard a message from the porter: "Emei Zhishui Master is too here!

"Brother Liu, Brother Wang, the younger brother is missing. Yuan Zhengye hurriedly put down the teapot in his hand and walked towards the outside of the house, leaving Wang and Liu with shocked faces.

"Brother Liu, do you know that the Yuan family also has a relationship with such a martial arts faction?"

"Brother Wang, there is no difference between me and what you know. Previously, I only knew that the old man was profound, and the Yuan family had some secret relationships with the princes and ministers of the court, but I didn't expect him to be so deeply involved in the rivers and lakes. ”

Yuan Zhengye saw Emei and his party in the atrium, stepped forward and bowed, "The little nephew has seen Mrs. Zhishui." ”

"The virtuous nephew doesn't have to be polite, I wonder if Mr. Yuan is okay?"

"The prison master is too worried, and everything is fine with my father. After my father's order, I asked Mrs. Shi and his party to go to the Yanwu Hall to sit for a while. ”

"There is Lao Xian's nephew. ”

"Shi is too polite. ”

Along the way, Zhishui Shitai said very little, and Yuan Zhengye didn't talk much about it, just silently led the way. When I arrived at the Yanwu Hall, I saw that there were six chairs in the hall, which were divided into three or three pairs.

"Come on, Shangyun Tea. The teacher is too pleased, and the little nephew is not with him first. Yuan Zhengye gave a slight salute and left in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhishui just bowed her head, turned around and looked at the layout of the hall, thought for a moment, and sat down on the third chair on her right.

Not long after someone served the tea, Zhishui Shitai picked up the teacup, only to see the tea light blue and bright, the tea gas is like a cloud, smell the fragrance into the lungs, the entrance is sweet, and then the mouth and nose are fragrant.

"Wuyin Peak Cloud Tea, worthy of its name!" Subsequently, Zhishui Shi looked at his nose and his heart with his eyes, and seemed to have entered a fixed state.

"Wudang Xuance Dao is long! Give Hantan Xuantie ten catties!"

"Qingcheng Cave True Daoist arrives!

"Xuanhuo Sect Qi Tian is victorious! Give ten snow lotuses to the Western Regions!"

Everyone sat down one after another, Xuan Ce and Dong Zhen Dao Chief sat on the second seat on the left and right hands respectively, and Sect Master Qi Tiansheng sat on the third seat on the left hand. Everyone saw the ceremony, tasted tea, and then seemed to be settled.

There was silence in the Yanwu Hall. After a while, the four of them opened their eyes and got up at the same time, only to see that the old man had appeared in the Yanwu Hall at some point.

"I've seen Mr. Yuan!" the four of them said at the same time

"Okay," the old man raised his right hand, and then said to himself, "Here we are." There was some joy in the words.

I only heard the porter say, "Mr. Nanjin has arrived" and "Mr. Hokusai has arrived!"

Before the words fell, I saw two people appear in front of the hall: the one on the left was wearing a cloud ink robe, holding a landscape folding fan, and the black hair was simply playing in a bun, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes;

The four people in the hall first said to the left-handed person, "I've seen Mr. Hokusai." ”

Then he saluted to the person on his right: "I have seen Mr. Nan Jin." ”

The two of them ignored the four people in the hall, and only paced slightly, forming a momentum with the old man, and then stood still.

In the eyes of Zhishui and the others, Mr. Hokusai is like a changeable situation, his momentum is treacherous and murderous; Mr. Nan Jin is like a deep altar for years, undisturbed but surging undercurrents; and Mr. Yuan is like a sword, a sword that has not yet been unsheathed, standing in the storm.

"Hahaha!" the three of them laughed at the same time, and the suffocating qi clash in the hall suddenly melted like ice.

"It seems that the eldest brother has made great progress over the years, and he has gone further!" Hokusai said with a smile as he shook his folding fan.

"Yes, the eldest brother's sword intent is more condensed and solid. Nan Jin also smiled in agreement.

"Aren't you two also making a lot of progress," the old man replied, and then said to everyone in the hall: "Sit down, Fu Lai will get a twenty-year-old immortal drunk." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Hokusai and Nanjin smiled and sat down on the left and right, and the old man also sat in the main seat in the center. Zhishui and the others waited until the three of them sat down before they dared to take their seats, and they didn't say anything after they sat down, but only listened to the three innate masters laughing casually.

When the wine came, the old man ordered someone to pour a bowl of it, and then got up and said: "Either Yuan is a sworn brother or a person who has a relationship with Yuan, so you don't have to be formal." There are no good things in Yuan's house, so he can only prepare a little wine to do his best. Ladies and gentlemen, Yuan did it first as a respect. ”

After saying that, he drank the glass of wine. When everyone saw this, they also drank it all.

"The time is almost up, and you come with me. ”

The old man led everyone to the backyard, only to see that there were more than ten people standing in the backyard, all of whom were important ministers of the court and princes. One of them is wearing red and yellow clothes, and he has the momentum of looking at the world, and he is the son of heaven.

The four of Zhishui immediately knelt down and saluted when they saw the Son of Heaven, while the two Hokusai raised their hands casually and stood on their own.

When the emperor saw the old man, he took the initiative to salute and called him sir.

The old man waved his hand and fell silent, and everyone got up, as if waiting for something.

About two incense sticks at the time, a person suddenly appeared in the courtyard, this person was dressed in a dark color robe, rusty yin and yang gossip, wearing a silver Taoist crown, ordinary face, thirty years old, faintly cloudy around the body, and his bearing was dusty.

The three elders were the first to notice that there was one more person in the courtyard, Hokusai and Nanjin knelt on one knee first, calling out to the immortal chief, and the rest of them all knelt down after reacting, also known as the immortal chief.

Only the old man, his momentum soared, his sword intent burst out, and with a move of his hand, a three-foot dark sword flew out of the room behind him.

With the sword in his hand, the old man's sword intent was even better, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, a sword stabbed out like a dragon out of the sea, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Xu Xianchang, and appeared behind Xu Xianchang in the blink of an eye. For a while, Xu Xianchang's body was full of the figure of the old man, and his sword aura was vertical and horizontal.

Looking at Xu Xianchang again, there was always a faint smile on his face, his hands were behind his back, and the sword qi was always difficult to get within a foot of his body, and he even glanced at the little head that poked out with the long sword flying out.

Suddenly, as soon as all the figures and swords were retracted, the old man appeared outside Xu Xianren, only to see that he used his fingers as a sword, and actually let the long sword in his hand rise into the air, and then the long sword was filled with a bright white light.

The old man burst into a shout, and actually stabbed at Xu Xianchang with his sword.

When Xu Xianchang saw this scene, he smiled even more, and he didn't see any superfluous movements, but his right hand stretched out his index finger and drew a circle at random, and the flying long sword turned around and flew back, and suddenly went down in front of the old man, and the sword body was completely submerged into the ground, leaving only the hilt outside, and the bluestone paved ground was like tofu in front of this sword.

"Righteousness"

"Brother Xu......" The old man was in a trance in a sound of "righteousness", as if he saw himself when he was fifteen years old again.

When he was fifteen years old, Yuan Shouyi, who was born in an ordinary village, followed his father to the mountains to collect medicine.

Shouyi's mother died in childbirth, and his father was an apprentice at the town's medical center when he was young, and learned the art of collecting medicine.

When the father and son were picking a periwinkle on the cliff wall, they accidentally fell off the cliff. Yuan Shou has a great life, and when he wakes up, he finds that he has landed on an evergreen pine that grows outside the cliff.

After sitting silently for a while, Yuan Shouyi seemed to accept the fact that his father had died, and began to look around, only to see a natural cave about a foot above the tree.

After a lot of effort, Shouyi crawled into the cave, and after a few steps inside, he was startled by a young man not much older than himself, sitting cross-legged with blood all over his chest.

As he approached a few steps, the man's eyes suddenly opened, glanced at himself, and then closed them again. Seeing this, Yuan Shouyi didn't dare to approach at will, but he couldn't fly out of this cliff, so he had no choice but to shrink in the corner of the cave.

Just as Shouyi was about to meet his father again in a daze, the man suddenly asked, "Why did you come to this Wumeng Mountain at such a young age?"

The voice was peaceful, and Shouyi immediately came to his senses and quickly settled down, and then told him about going into the mountains to collect medicine with his father.

After hearing this, the man pondered for a while and said, "My name is Xu Jingtian, I am a disciple of Xuanyuan Shangzong, I fought with a strong enemy, and I received serious injuries to recuperate here. You don't have to panic, I'll take you down the mountain when my injuries heal. After saying that, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

Yuan Shouyi didn't know what Shangzong's strong enemy was, he only understood that this person was injured, and he could take himself down after he was injured.

A day passed, Xu Jingtian was still closing his eyes to heal, but Yuan Shouyi was hungry and thirsty. Yuan Shouyi touched the ginseng in his arms and thought, "It's really not good, so I have to eat this hundred-year-old ginseng." Just as his stomach was purring, a pill the size of a little finger flew in front of him.

"This is Bigu Dan, you can eat it for more than ten days without eating and drinking. ”

Yuan Shouyi looked at Xu Jingtian, the other party's eyelids didn't move, and then looked at the pill in front of him, no longer hesitated, grabbed it and swallowed it directly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Yuan Shouyi only felt full of energy, and there was no longer a sense of hunger and thirst. Yuan Shouyi had the courage to ask Xu Jingtian, "Are you an immortal?"

Xu Jingtian didn't react.

Yuan Shouyi asked again: "Immortal, I have a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, my father told me, this ginseng is a big supplement, and the rich women who have given birth to children eat this ......."

"Take a look. Xu Jingtian interrupted without waiting for him to finish.

Yuan Shouyi listened, walked up to Xu Jingtian, took out ginseng from his arms and handed it to him. Xu Jingtian didn't stretch out his hand, looked at it carefully, and concluded that it was a mountain ginseng about 200 years old, and then there were words in his mouth, and then he saw a wisp of thin flame floating out of his mouth and wrapping around the ginseng.

Yuan Shouyi was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand, ran a few steps away, and watched quietly. I saw that the ginseng quickly melted in the flames, refining impurities, and finally forming a white liquid floating in the air.

After doing all this, Xu Jingtian's face turned pale, and then when he inhaled, the ginseng liquid entered his mouth like a small white snake, and he immediately closed his eyes and was silent.

Yan Shouyi saw that this "immortal" was like a stone, so he didn't dare to disturb it, and stayed on the other side of the cave by himself.

Ten days later, Xu Jingtian opened his eyes and was greeted by a big face full of mud.

Yuan Shouyi saw Xu Jingtian suddenly open his eyes and jumped back in fright, and then asked, "Xu Shenxian, how are you?"

Xu Jingtian didn't reply to him, stood up, stretched out a finger and slashed a few times in the void, and suddenly the wind on the ground rolled up the two of them, and flew out.

"Where do you live?" Yuan Shouyi, who was in the sky, was shocked and excited, and hurriedly pointed to a direction when he heard this. Suddenly, the two of them had landed in a courtyard.

"Is this your house?" asked Xu Jingtian.

Yuan Shouyi looked around and replied, "Thank you Xu Shenxian, it's my family." ”

Xu Jingtian nodded and said, "I'll borrow your house for a while, are you willing?"

"Yes, yes, a hundred willing!"

Xu Jingtian smiled slightly, didn't know where to make up a booklet and handed it to Yuan Shouyi, and said: "This Linyuan sword technique can also be regarded as a superior martial arts cheat, you go to practice first, you don't know how to go to the house every evening to ask me for advice, don't bother me the rest of the time." In addition, you don't need to call me a fairy or a fairy, at your age, call me a big brother. ”

"Thank you, Brother Xu!"

Xu Jingtian patted him on the shoulder, then turned around and went into the house to meditate.

Two months have passed in a flash.

I don't know if it's Yuan Shouyi's talent or Xu Jingtian's guidance, Yuan Shouyi's cultivation of the Linyuan Sword Technique is extremely fast, it can be described as a thousand miles a day, but it has been a small success in two months.

One day two months later, Xu Jingtian left behind a dark sword and a letter and disappeared without a trace.

The letter roughly said that Yuan Shouyi should practice diligently, and when he reached his sixtieth birthday, the two would meet again.

Yuan Shouyi put the letter away closely, took the long sword on his back, went to his parents' grave to say goodbye, and then left the village without looking back.

Ten years later, there is a sword saint yuan on the rivers and lakes who has not tasted defeat.

In another ten years, there were Yuan's pharmacies in various parts of the Tang Dynasty, and there was one more Yuan Mansion in Chang'an City.

In the next two years, the eight kings wanted to seize the throne, and Mr. Yuan single-handedly pacified the rebellion in Chang'an, and the emperor called him his teacher.

For another two years, Emei, Qingcheng, Wudang, and Xuanhuo came to Yuanfu with Xu Jingtian's handwritten letter and left that night.

In the same year, Hokusai and Nanjin came to the house with a portrait of Xu Jingtian and left three days later.

"Shouyi, long time no see. ”