Two months later.

It is the beginning of September in Chang'an City, which is still a summer scene of grass growing and warblers flying, there is a luxurious carriage in front of the gate of the Yuan Mansion at this time, and a woman who has been pregnant for nine months slowly gets off the car with the support of everyone.

It was the old man and his entourage who came back from a tour of the mountains and rivers.

"Mother, is my brother about to be born?" Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er hugged Mrs. Yuan on the left and right, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

"Yes, there's still a month left. Mrs. Yuan gently stroked her pregnant belly and replied lovingly.

In two months, the group traveled through the large and small rivers and mountains in the Tang Dynasty, boated in the south of the Yangtze River to pick lotus, watched the tide in Qiantang, sat on the golden top to watch the sunrise, and cooked tea on the top of the snow mountain......

Of course, every time Mrs. Yuan goes to explore the seclusion, it is the old man who takes Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er, and the Yuan Zhengye couple buys some local specialties or some pleasing gadgets at the foot of the mountain or in the nearby villages.

"Welcome the master, the young master, the lady, the young master and Miss Zhu back to their home. But it was Fulai who greeted him at the door early.

The old man simply hummed, and led everyone to the mansion, while Yuan Zhengye took a few steps behind and asked, "Is the mansion okay during this time?"

"Back to the young master, everything is fine. Do you want to prepare a meal?"

"Well, you go and command. After speaking, Yuan Shouyi walked a few steps quickly, and said to the old man: "Dad, the child has already been destined to prepare a meal, so let's eat first?"

"Eat, and I'll go back to my room." Qing'er, you have eaten in my room. ”

"Got it, grandpa. ”

"Wealth, make a pot of cloud tea. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

After speaking, the old man walked slowly towards the backyard, and Yuan Zhengye and his party went to the middle hall to eat.

After eating, Mrs. Yuan and Zhu Ling'er went back to the room to rest, Yuan Zhengye was busy handling the pharmacy business, and Yuan Qing went to his grandfather's yard.

When I entered the house, I saw that the old man was lying on the Taishi chair with his eyes closed and shaking, and a cloud tea was in his hand, which was very comfortable.

"Grandpa, you're looking for me. Yuan Qing walked up to his grandfather and sat down and said.

"Qing'er is here. Only then did the old man open his eyes, then he got up and said, "Come with me." Then he went to the back room.

Although Yuan Qing was curious when he heard this, he didn't ask immediately, but just followed silently.

I saw the old man walk to the bookshelf and stand still, and with his right foot lightly, the bookshelf was flipped open, revealing a secret room behind him.

There were several futons in the chamber, topped with fist-sized pearls of the night, and nothing else.

The grandfather and grandson walked into the secret room one after the other, and the old man stepped on something, and the secret room died again.

The old man took a futon and sat down, motioned for Yuan Qing to sit down opposite him, and then took out three things from his arms, which were the sword scripture, the talisman sword, and the storage bag.

"This book is called "Taibai Sword Sutra", it is the supreme sword trick handed down from ancient times, it can be the foundation of your immortal road, you have to carefully figure out and comprehend; this talisman sword you grabbed when you were one year old, it is a sword embryo, it can be refined into a flying sword, it is a thing that is handed over to the sword cultivator; this small bag is a storage bag, and the bag is hidden in it is a precious mineral, or useful for refining flying swords. I know that you love swords, the Nine Spirits Sword Body is the supreme sword body for practicing the way of the sword, you should practice diligently after you leave with Grandpa Xu, don't waste this God-given fate. ”

The old man paused, sighed lightly, and continued: "I know that you are precocious, although the old man has never been to Xianmen, but if you think that you should be full of talents, you should be more careful." Zhu Ling'er, this little girl has a pure mind, and the two of you are from the same country, you might as well help each other when you can, and it is not a bad thing to have one more friend. There is no need to worry about things at home, and your unborn brother will help you fulfill your filial piety. Immortals are different, and grandpa can help you so much. ”

Yuan Qing's face was calm from beginning to end, and after listening to the old man's speech, he got up and knelt respectfully and kowtowed three times.

"Grandpa's kindness in building a foundation, Yuan Qing will never dare to forget. ”

The old man calmly accepted the salute, motioned for Yuan Qing to get up, and then stood up himself, walked to the wall of the entrance and turned back and asked, "Can you see the method of opening and closing the secret room?"

"I see it clearly. ”

The patriarch nodded slightly, stepped lightly on the seven inches in front of the wall, the wall suddenly opened, and then did not look back, and said as he walked: "You can first consult the Sword Sutra here, remember, everything is foreseen, and if you don't prepare, you will be wasted." With that, the walls suddenly closed.

In the secret room, Yuan Qing stood silently for a while, and then sat on the futon, his face was no sadness or joy, first put away the talisman sword and storage bag, and then opened the book, and what caught his eye was the four silver characters of "Taibai Sword Sutra".

"The sword is a sharp weapon in elegance, with the wind of integrity, the sharp edge in the gentleness, with a gentle air, the spirit is channeled, the mystery can enter the wonderful, flying around, without a trace, making clouds and rain, such as a tiger and a dragon, unpredictable, infinite ......"

Yuan Qing soon immersed himself in the Sword Sutra and did not know the time.

The next morning, the wind was mild and the sky was cloudless.

On the martial arts arena, the old man looked at the sky with his hands behind his back; Mrs. Yuan told Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er something with tears on her face; the two little guys carried two packages on their backs and listened obediently; Yuan Zhengye accompanied Mrs. Yuan and comforted him from time to time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes narrowed, and he saw a cloud suddenly appear in the sky, which seemed to float slowly over the Yuan Mansion.

Immediately afterwards, a person fell from the clouds, still wearing a dark color robe, with big sleeves fluttering like an immortal, it was Xu Jingtian.

When everyone saw this Xu Shangxian, Xu Jingtian stood still and asked, "Are you ready?"

The old man beckoned the two little guys to him, turned around and said to Xu Jingtian: "Brother Xu, these two children will ask you." ”

Xu Jingtian nodded, and then with a wave of his sleeves, the wind rose on the ground, rolling Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er into the air, and the cloud above their heads.

The two little ones glanced down, and then disappeared into the clouds.

Mrs. Yuan threw herself into Yuan Zhengye's arms to hide her face and cry, and Yuan Zhengye's eyes were also slightly red.

Xu Jingtian gave the old man one last look, and then he rose into the air and went straight into the clouds.

The old man sighed, knowing in his heart that this farewell, not only Brother Xu, but also his grandson, I am afraid that there will never be a day of goodbye.

When Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er entered the clouds, they found themselves on a brown longboat, which had no sails or oars, and was wide enough to be a foot wide, and there were already six or seven children about the same size as themselves sitting on the boat, looking at the two of them in unison.

Then, Xu Jingtian appeared behind the two of them and said softly: "Don't panic, they are the same as you, and they will be the same brothers in the future." The two of you sit down, and take this opportunity to get acquainted with each other first. ”

After speaking, regardless of Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er, he pinched a trick and sat on the bow of the boat, closed his eyes and meditated.

Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er found a vacant seat and sat down, not far from the children on the boat.

The children on board seemed to be divided into two groups, four men dressed in the same cardigan as themselves, and three people dressed in tight-fitting military uniforms and armed with knives.

There was silence on the ship, no one spoke.

Zhu Ling'er's face was calm, not knowing what he was thinking, but Yuan Qing couldn't stay idle, and looked out of the boat.

The scenery outside the boat is clearly visible, the dense forests and mountains below are flying by, it is clear that the flying boat is flying at a very fast speed, but the people in the boat do not feel the wind blowing at all, and the bottom of their hearts have a little more yearning for this kind of immortal means.

After flying for tens of thousands of miles, the flying boat landed at the foot of a mountain.

After everyone got off the boat, Xu Jingtian pinched the trick slightly, and saw that the flying boat was roughly small, and finally it was included in his sleeve.

After Yuan Qing got off the flying boat, he looked around, only to see a continuous group of mountains in front of him, the mountains were all dense forests, and from time to time he could hear insects and birds.

Xu Jingtian took a few steps forward, pinched the trick with both hands, and whispered a mantra in his mouth, and suddenly, a dense forest in front of him turned into fog, and the mist dissipated, revealing a mountaineering road made of white jade slabs.

Xu Jingtian turned to the group of children and said, "This is the mountain gate of Xuanyuan Xiazong, this road is called Lichen Road, you come with me." ”

Then with a light tap of the toes, the person fluttered forward more than ten steps, and between a few ups and downs, the person had disappeared into the mountain road.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly followed, and when the last person stepped on the stone slab, the fog outside the mountain gate was rolling, and in a few breaths, a lush mountain scene of a dense forest was restored.

Yuan Qing was still able to go up the mountain briskly at first, but after dozens of steps, he could clearly feel that his feet had become a little heavier, and after more than 100 steps, he could not maintain his previous speed.

He looked at the children around him, everyone was a little struggling, only Zhu Ling'er looked as usual, always beside him, and didn't seem to feel any change.

After more than 100 steps, Yuan Qing's forehead was already sweating slightly, and a slightly rapid wheezing sound could be heard around him, but Zhu Ling'er still looked calm.

Yuan Qing looked up at the staircase that seemed to have no end, emptied his thoughts, and continued to go up without saying a word.

At the 500th level, there was already a difference in the order of the people.

The first person was the young man in a black military uniform, followed by a tall and thin young man in a goose yellow robe, Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er ranked third, followed by a pair of brothers and sisters in plain military uniforms, and then a simple young man in a linen dress and a girl in a light pink dress, and the last one was a little fat man in a light purple robe.

The little fat man was already out of breath, and everyone was sweating on their foreheads, shortness of breath, and then looking at Zhu Ling'er, he was only slightly sweating.

After more than 200 steps, except for the first four people who could still stand, the rest all collapsed to the ground, and the last little fat man was a big step behind everyone.

Yuan Qing only felt that his legs seemed to be tied with dozens of pounds of sandbags at this time, and it took a lot of effort to take every step, he had followed his grandfather to practice medicinal baths since he was a child, and the rest of the people didn't know what experience they had to be comparable to themselves, and sure enough, the immortals were all hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Looking at Zhu Ling'er beside him, it still doesn't seem to be very difficult, which is really incredible.

Just thinking about it, I heard Zhu Ling'er say softly: "The top of the mountain is faintly visible, let's go." "The voice is crisp and pleasant, and the breath is not chaotic at all.

Yuan Qing looked up, gritted his teeth and went up.

After walking about a hundred steps, Yuan Qing finally lost his strength and sat down on the ground, and the two people in front of him were also like him, sitting on the stone steps to breathe.

At this time, a faint blue fluorescence lit up on Zhu Ling'er's body, and her face was calm and stable, step by step, walking upwards without slowness or hurry, and after a while, it came to an end and disappeared.

Yuan Qing was taken aback at first when he saw this, and then immediately sat cross-legged, recalling the content recorded in the Taibai Sword Sutra in his mind.

After a stick of incense, everyone seemed to have finished pranayama, got up and continued to move forward, and the little fat man slowly caught up without knowing what method he used.

Just when the black-clothed young man was only ten steps away from reaching the top, Yuan Qing's body was flooded with five-colored light, and then the five-colored light blended, and finally there was only a faint silver glow.

The silver light entered the body, Yuan Qing opened his eyes, stood up for a moment, suddenly pointed to the sword, and slashed in front of him, only to hear the sound of breaking through the air, as if a sharp sword was crossing, and then stepped up, looking as usual to complete the last hundred or so stone steps.

Behind the stone steps is a long bluestone bridge, and behind the long road you can see a white jade square, on which there is a circular ring, behind which there are three majestic halls.

In front of the stone bridge stood a grim man in his twenties, dressed in a cloud ink robe, with his hands behind his back.

In front of the man, Zhu Ling'er sat cross-legged, beckoning him to come over.

Yuan Qing walked over quickly, bowed to the cold man and said, "Disciple Yuan Qing has seen the Immortal Chief, I don't know what the Immortal Chief is called?"

The man didn't answer, just glanced at it and ignored Yuan Qing.

When Yuan Qingzheng was at a loss, Zhu Ling'er said: "Yuan Qing, you sit down, this senior brother is responsible for receiving our disciples who have passed the trial." ”

"Trial?" Yuan Qing thought about the vision on the road, and instantly understood, and then sat next to Zhu Ling'er and said no more.

An hour later, everyone passed the trial and came to Senior Brother Feng. The last person turned out to be the simple young man in sackcloth, and the little fat man's purple light had already completed the trial after the tall and thin young man.

When the cold man saw that everyone had arrived, he finally spoke: "My surname is Feng, and I am a senior brother such as Er, congratulations on entering Xuanyuan." ”