There are fairy mountains in Shudi, which are extremely steep and dangerous, and the smoke is cloudy, such as the fairy thrush, so it is called Emei. There is a sect on the mountain, which fights with swords and guards the peace of one side, which is for the Emei faction.

In recent years, the Emei faction is flourishing, with nearly 1,000 disciples, and it seems to have become the first major faction in the world.

On that day, the clouds on the golden dome were steaming, and the sword wind was whistling, endlessly, but it was nearly a thousand disciples Mu Chenguang dancing the sword, with a solemn bearing, and it was magnificent.

Zhu Linger walked on the mountain road, looking at the mountain pavilions, and was in a trance: I haven't seen it for decades, and this mountain gate is so unfamiliar.

Unconsciously arrived at the back mountain, in front of me is a pool of secluded pools, the grass and trees on the edge of the pool do not grow, only a delicate wooden house made of golden silk nanmu, which is the residence of Zhishui Shitai.

In the wooden house, Zhishui Master is meditating on luck, although he is already in his old age, but he does not see the old state at all, the silver wire plate is tied to the bun, the complexion is ruddy and long, and the fairy wind is good, and there is a true way.

Zhu Ling'er walked closer and called softly, "Master." ”

Zhishui Shitai opened his eyes suddenly, his robe was swollen, his internal breath was released, and he formed a transparent air shield outside his body, and the long sword was already in front of him at some point, with a look of anger.

Raising his eyes to look around, but there was no figure, his face couldn't help but sink, and he shouted: "Who is the master, can you show up?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure appear out of thin air outside Sanzhang, wearing a ring hanging, but it was a beautiful girl.

Just as he was about to ask, seeing that the girl was just looking at herself with a smile, Zhishui was slightly suspicious in her heart, and after looking carefully for a while, she actually had a sense of déjà vu.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, looking at the girl's delicate face, he asked with a little hesitation, "Are you, Ling'er?"

Zhu Ling'er smiled, then Ying Ying bowed down, and said, "Ling'er greets Master." ”

The soft voice entered her ears, and Zhishui suddenly felt in a trance, and she had a lot of thoughts for a while.

Put away the long sword qi cover, took a few steps forward, and was about to help it up, when he suddenly paused, took a deep breath, and gave a deep salute, and said respectfully: "Emei Zhishui, I have seen Shangxian." ”

Zhu Ling'er's smiling face suddenly froze, slowly got up, and returned to the cold appearance of the past, but she was bitter in her heart, knowing that this sound of immortals, the fate of the two masters and apprentices had been extinct, and since then the immortals have been different.

Zhishui waited for a while, but didn't see a response, and didn't get up, but continued to ask respectfully, "I don't know if the immortal is coming, what are your orders?"

Zhu Ling'er raised her hand and let out a soft energy to help him up, and then replied lightly: "Do you know the whereabouts of the Yuan family?"

Zhishui was stunned when he heard this, and turned around and asked, "Zhishui is presumptuous, dare to ask Shangxian, what is the so-called matter of the Xun Yuan family?"

"The Yuan family treated me quite well in the past, and now I will travel overseas and meditate on the avenue, so I have come to repay his favor to end cause and effect and break the fate of the dust. Zhu Ling'er's words were leisurely, but every word was full of determination.

Zhishui didn't react much when he heard this, and after a slight pause, he still replied respectfully: "Immortal, the Yuan family in the past has been changed, and all the relatives of the clan have been beheaded, and we have only had time to rescue Yin Suhua's ancestors and grandchildren, and now they live in Qingzhu Town, fifty miles north of the mountain. ”

Zhu Ling'er bowed her head slightly to show her surprise, and then pinched her hand, her figure faded, and she disappeared out of thin air after taking a deep look at her.

"Break the dust, build the avenue ......" After a while, Zhishui straightened up, walked to the edge of the pool and muttered, with mixed tastes in his heart, joy, gloom, emotion, and a trace of unspeakable jealousy.

After standing for a long time, he sighed, and when he returned to the house, he found that there were two more green jade vials on the table, and when he opened it, he saw that there were two bottles of blue pills the size of a dragon's eye.

At the bottom of the bottle is a note, the font is timeless and beautiful, and the book says: "Dan name Shui Yuan, can help the innate people." ”

After Zhenzhi put it away again, Zhishui sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and breathed luck, but this heart couldn't calm down.

Qingzhu Town.

An ordinary farmhouse courtyard is neatly lined with rows of wooden shelves, which are hung with all kinds of herbs, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

A young man sat on the stone steps in front of the hut, holding a scroll in his hand, and was reading intently, when from time to time there was a weak and hoarse cough in the room.

On the third pole of the day, a Confucian student returned from the outside, forty years old, with a plain robe and short beard, a thin body, and two medicine bags in his hands.

When the little guy saw the man, he immediately put down the book, trotted all the way up to meet him, and shouted, "Dad, you're back!"

The man smiled slightly and said, "Jing'er, how are you doing your homework, have you taken good care of your grandmother?"

"I've memorized the dozen or so medicinal herbs you explained," the little guy said as if to take credit, but in a blink of an eye, his little face darkened, and his tone was a little low: "In the morning, my grandmother coughed seven times and coughed more than thirty times, which is more than yesterday." ”

A trace of sorrow flashed in the man's eyes, and after rubbing the child's head, he walked straight to the hut.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with only a wooden table, three or two benches, and a wooden bed about four feet wide.

There was an old woman lying on the bed, pale and haired, described as haggard, her eyes seemed to be slightly closed, and her body was covered with a thin quilt, and she was thick and turbid when she breathed and breathed.

"Mother, I'm back. The man put down the medicine bag, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said softly, then held the old man's wrist with one hand and stretched out three fingers with the other hand to put it on it.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, but said nothing, and let her do what she wanted.

After a while, the man stuffed the old man's palm back into the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt around, and then said softly: "Mother, I see that your body has improved, and it will be better soon." ”

The woman looked at the man quietly, her eyes full of love, and it took a while to squeeze out a hoarse word "good" from her chest.

"Mother, you are so resting, I'm going to decoct the medicine. The man said softly, and after speaking, he picked up the medicine bag and walked to the kitchen.

When he turned around, his face was full of sadness.

The old woman coughed twice and then fell asleep, and the man in front of the medicine jar was suddenly lost.

Suddenly, a child's crisp voice came from the yard: "Sister, who are you looking for?"

The man suddenly came back to his senses and rushed to the courtyard in a few steps, only to see a Qingli fairy standing opposite his child, with a smile in his eyebrows, it was Zhu Ling'er.

"Jing'er, come here. The man called Xiao'er to his side in a deep voice, and then said to Zhu Ling'er: "Who is the girl, why is she here?"

Zhu Ling'er didn't answer, looked up and down a few times, and then asked, "Are you Yuan Hongfei?"

When the man heard this, his heart sank, but he replied lightly on his face: "The girl is wrong, in Xia Lu Weisheng, she is the town's Langzhong, not Yuan Hongfei." ”

Zhu Ling'er looked playful, and sighed faintly: "Even so, those people in black should have nothing to do with you." After speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared.

The man was startled, picked up the child and walked into the house, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and cleaning up the gold and silver. The little one didn't know what was going on, but he also helped his father.

Before long, I was surprised to hear the horses' hooves, and then I saw a team of men and horses galloping over, dressed in black and masked, holding sharp blades, surrounding the small courtyard.

The man hurriedly hid the child in a corner and told him not to make a sound, and then straightened his clothes and returned to the courtyard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what you're doing here?" the man asked, bowing and pretending to be calm.

After saying that, he saw the sharp blade unsheathed, and the men in black dismounted together and approached it step by step.

"Wait!", the man suddenly shouted: "It's been ten years, my mother died of illness, my child died, Yuan is alone, I have no revenge, I just want to spend the rest of my life in peace, why does the court have to kill them all!"

However, all that responded to him was a cold "kill" and a sharp "whoosh" sound that broke through the air.

As if resigned to his fate, he closed his eyes and stood in place, with a miserable wry smile on his face.

At this moment, the purple light flowed, turning into a lotus to protect the man, the lotus leaves trembled slightly, and the sharp blades were all cut in two.

The people in black were suddenly startled, and they scattered, and the people at the head shouted: "Tianwei is doing things, who is sneaky!"

The man then woke up, undecided, saw a broken blade, I don't know why, and saw the purple lotus swaying outside his body, and his doubts were even worse.

Zhu Ling'er withdrew the stealth trick at this time, walked in front of the man, and asked again, "Are you Yuan Hongfei?"

Xu is life and death rolled over, the man was startled at first, and then his heart suddenly became arrogant, and he replied loudly: "Yes, it's down!"

Zhu Ling'er nodded with satisfaction, turned around after removing the purple lotus, and quietly looked at the group of people in black.

The man in black was also startled when he saw a person appear out of thin air in front of him, and the word "immortal master" couldn't help but come to mind, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he was even more in a dilemma.

After struggling for a moment, the leader gritted his teeth, took a step forward and said, "I am waiting for Tianwei, I am ordered to arrest the remnants of the rebellious party, and I hope that the immortal master will not interfere." ”

Zhu Ling'er glanced at him and said lightly: "The Yuan family has a favor with me, and I will personally share it with him, so let's disperse." ”

Before the man in black could react, he heard a loud shout: "What is the demon girl, make a big deal of nonsense here!"

But I saw five crane-haired veterans, dressed in brocade, holding silver silk dust, standing leisurely at the door of the small courtyard.

When the man in black saw these five people, he immediately saluted in unison and said respectfully, "I've seen the immortal master." ”

The five people in the middle waved their hands, and then faced Zhu Ling'er behind them, but before they could speak, there was a thunderous roar, and the lightning was dazzling.

I saw Zhu Ling'er's dress fluttering, five beads floating on the top of her head, the size of a chicken, and the surface arced around, emitting a clear thunderous light.

The five veterans were so frightened by the thunder that the three souls were out of the body, and after the seven spirits left the body, after stabilizing their minds, they wanted to leave quickly, but they glanced at the people around them, and somehow, they were angry, and their faces turned red.

The five people glanced at each other, and without saying much, they saw one person sacrificing talismans, one person dancing with swords, one person gathering fire, one person condensing ice, and the remaining person, simply took out a ring-eyed Pu knife from the storage bag, stepped on Qizheng, and attacked Zhu Ling'er.

"Boom" A few thunderbolts sounded, the thunder flashed, and the five people disappeared.

"The six desires are blinded by the heart, the lust and evil invade the body, the fairy fate is wasted, and there is more than innocent death. The words came out, the words were cold, Zhu Ling'er's face was full of joy and sorrow, and the listeners were all cold.

The black-clothed people were terrified, and immediately turned over and rode away, without the slightest hesitation.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, I heard a "squeak", but it was the old woman who pushed the door open tremblingly.

"Fei'er, what's going on, why is it so noisy?" asked the old woman, leaning against the doorframe, weakly, and began to cough violently as soon as she finished speaking.

Yuan Hongfei woke up from his stupor and exclaimed, "Mother, why are you up!"

said that he hurriedly went over to support him: "It's nothing, it's just a few boys playing, I'll help you go back to rest." As he spoke, he patted his back to help him breathe.

Zhu Ling'er looked at the old woman, smiled slightly, and called softly, "Aunt Hua." ”

Hearing this, the woman raised her head to look at Zhu Ling'er, and asked suspiciously, "Girl, are you?"

Zhu Ling'er took a few steps forward and replied gently: "It's me, Zhu Ling'er." ”

The woman frowned, and muttered, "Zhu Ling'er, Ling'er ......"

After a while, his eyes suddenly glowed, and a flush appeared on his face.

"You're Ling'er!" the woman's heart stirred, and she looked around without stopping.

Zhu Ling'er walked closer, holding the palm of his hand with one hand and putting the other behind his back, the purple light around his body was faint, injecting Wen Chun's spiritual power into his body continuously, and at the same time said: "Aunt Hua, Yuan Qing has a heavy responsibility, and he can't come together. ”

Warm and cool, the woman suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, patted Zhu Ling'er's hand with relief, and then asked, "Is Qing'er okay?"

Zhu Ling'er smiled: "He's fine, now he is a great sword immortal from heaven to earth." ”

The woman smiled and replied, "Good, good, good," and then asked, "By the way, after all these years, are you married?"

Zhu Ling'er smiled but didn't answer, and persuaded back: "Aunt Hua, you are physically inconvenient, let's go in and talk slowly." ”

"Okay, okay," the woman nodded again and again, and after walking two steps, she said to Yuan Hongfei, "Fei'er, you go out first." ”

Yuan Hongfei looked at his mother, then at Zhu Ling'er, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, mother." ”

Gently closing the door, Yuan Hongfei returned to the courtyard, looking at the blue sky above his head, standing speechless.

The little guy looked at the crack in the door for a long time, and finally caught the opportunity at this moment, rushed to Yuan Hongfei, and asked excitedly: "Dad, is that sister really a fairy?"

"Yes, immortal ......" Yuan Hongfei let out a long sigh, as if in response, as if he was saying it to himself.

When the little guy heard this, his eyes sparkled, and he repeatedly said silently in his heart: "Immortals, immortals......"

Two hours later.

Zhu Ling'er came out of the house, took out a mutton fat jade bottle and handed it to Yuan Hongfei.

"Aunt Hua has already fallen asleep, this is Pei Yuan Dan, divided into four, one a month, and if you take it with water, you can get rid of stubborn diseases in half a year. ”

After speaking, he released the magic weapon and left the sky.

Seeing this, the little guy couldn't help but open his mouth, tugged at his father's sleeve, and jumped up and shouted, "Sister can fly!

"Shut up, don't let outsiders know!" Yuan Hongfei reprimanded with rare force.

Seeing the child's aggrieved expression, his heart softened, and he was about to say something of relief, but he heard a faint female voice ringing in his ears: "Just rest in peace, I will relieve my worries." ”

Suddenly raised his head, there was no one in sight, and the jade bottle in his palm became tighter and tighter.

Three days later, Baiyun Temple.

In the Sanqing Palace, the Taoist carried his hands behind his back, the fragrance in front of him was long, and the Taoist boy behind him bowed down and said: "Lord, it is reported that the royal enshrinement went to Emei to arrest the remnants of the rebellious party, and all of them were killed by one blow. The author is a female cultivator, and her realm is unknown. ”

"Got it, go down. ”

Imperial.

The men in black knelt on the ground and remained silent.

The emperor frowned, thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Swing the White Cloud Temple." ”