Ah Lin stood on top of the flying sword, and after seeing the scenery below for a few teas, he felt dizzy, and he only felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he had to vomit out the morning meal. Alin quickly closed his eyes, stood obediently on top of the flying sword, and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, the speed of the flying sword suddenly slowed down, and the voice of the Qingfeng Daoist began to sound.

"Little Brother Alin, when you open your eyes, this is Qingfeng Mountain, where the poor road is located. ”

Hearing this, Alin's heart moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. He closed his eyes for a long time, and when he opened them, he felt a cool breeze blowing straight into his sockets, and the sky was sprinkled with a slightly dazzling white light, and his eyes immediately became violently sore. Seeing this, Alin hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands and rubbed them a few times.

After recovering from his recovery, Arin slowly squinted his eyes and looked down.

After seeing it clearly, Alin couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and secretly exclaimed, what a fairy mountain!

I saw that this mountain is endless, verdant and verdant, and often you can see a group of cranes and birds flying up and hiding from the forest, the flowing water is murmuring, light and pleasant. Giant trees seven or eight feet high abound in the forest, wild deer under the trees, strange flowers and plants, fantastic and colorful. There is a faint aura of its own. Birds and beasts inhabit mountains and forests, and wandering spirits play in the abyss. Leisurely rise smoke, Haoran shows the fairy fate.

This mountain is really worthy of the name of Qingfeng Mountain, blowing the beautiful breeze, and now it is a blessed land.

The flying sword circled down, spun around a few times, and flew straight to a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The two of them got off the flying sword, and the Qingfeng Daoist raised his hand to put away the flying sword, and said, "Little brother Alin, no matter which Taoist temple you go to, which sect you visit, when you go to its door, it is a basic etiquette to lower the flying sword and enter the door with your bare hands, little brother must remember this." ”

"Yes!" Arin nodded in response.

There were two disciples wearing Taoist robes standing at the door of the Taoist temple, and when they saw a person suddenly coming from the sky, they were all shocked at first, and then after seeing the appearance of the person who came, their faces were happy, and they hurriedly ran down the steps, bowed forward and bowed their hands, and said loudly, "See the master!"

Ah Lin's eyes looked carefully at the two disciples, and felt the faint immortal aura on the two in front of him, and secretly said Is this the disciple of Qingfeng Guan, sure enough, he is a fairy wind dao bone at a young age, and he is indeed not an extraordinary person.

"Don't be polite, you two can go to guard the mountain gate, you don't need to see much about the poor road. Qingfeng Daoist said lightly.

"Yes!" the two disciples nodded in response, but then they both glanced at Alin in unison, and then turned back to climb the stairs and stood still. However, the eyes of the two still looked at Alin from time to time.

Qingfeng Dao people took Alin to open the mountain gate and walked into the view. Although it is the residence of cultivators, the view of the breeze is as its name suggests, light and cold. There are only many neat buildings in the temple, and there are not many words between the disciples, and it is cold and silent.

The two of them swayed left and right, passed by dozens of houses, and walked into a place where the decoration was slightly different from other houses, there was a counter in the room, and in the counter sat a white-bearded Taoist priest with a white beard, and behind the white-bearded Taoist priest was a large bookcase, most of which had been filled, and a book that looked similar was neatly arranged on the bookcase.

Outside the counter, there were also many Taoist priests who came and went and didn't know what to do.

Qingfeng Daoist led Ah Lin to the counter, bowed to the white-bearded Taoist priest, and called out softly, "Senior Brother Li".

I saw the white-bearded Taoist priest who was bowing his head on the counter to read an ancient book, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Qingfeng Daoist, so he closed the ancient book temporarily, and also bowed back, "It turned out to be the senior disciple of the master." At this time, the other people in the room also noticed the figure of the Qingfeng Dao person, and they all hurriedly bowed their hands and said, "Meet the Lord!"

Qingfeng Daoist hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be polite, you can just take care of yourself." The crowd hurriedly said yes, and then turned their heads and went about their business. Although Qingfeng Taoist is the master of the view, he is elegant and harmonious in the view, and there is no frame at all, and the Taoist people have long been accustomed to this master who is also a teacher and a friend.

After the white-bearded Taoist priest finished bowing back, he moved his gaze to Ah Lin on the side, looked up and down, and said softly, "What, how did you bring back a young man when Senior Brother Guan went out for the past few days?"

Qingfeng Daoist smiled and said, "I'm ashamed! Let Senior Brother Li laugh, Poor Dao has gone out in the past few days, and he does have a private matter, and a period of cause and effect in previous years will inevitably be repaid." And this little brother is a rather unusual little brother that Poor Dao accidentally found........ Oh, Senior Brother Li, I don't know what level of disciples we have been in the past nine years........"

Qingfeng Dao people avoided talking about it, but directly asked about the disciple level of "Senior Brother Li" in recent years.

"Hmph, don't mention it!" the white-bearded Taoist priest snorted coldly and said, "In the past few decades, at the Master's General View Conference, our Qingfeng Guan has frequently failed, and the atmosphere has been greatly reduced. In the past nine years, I have heard that there are even some talented disciples near Qingfeng Mountain who will actually trek through mountains and rivers to practice in other Taoist temples, so you can imagine how low the reputation of our Qingfeng Temple is. ”

When the white-bearded Taoist priest said this, he reached out and knocked on the bookcase full of books at the back, and said, "These are all records of the disciples. According to the poor road. At the general altar conference held once every ten years next year, I am afraid that the reputation of our Qingfeng Temple will be even lower!" The white-bearded Taoist priest sighed and glanced at the rest of the Taoist disciples in the room who had their own affairs, and couldn't help but feel a little hated for iron and steel.

White-bearded Taoist is the senior brother of Qingfeng Daoist, although his cultivation is slightly lower than Qingfeng Daoist, but his seniority is really higher than him, Whitebeard Taoist is one of the elders in Qingfeng Mountain, responsible for the Qingfeng Temple's disciple acceptance and as the head of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Qingfeng Daoist smiled bitterly a few times, and said to the white-bearded Taoist priest in front of him, "What Senior Brother said can't help but be a little negative." You see, this little brother is a little brother with quite good talent found by the junior brother, how about the senior brother?"

As soon as the words fell, Alin was shocked, and said in horror that he was not a talented little brother, how could he afford such praise!

"Oh?" the white-bearded Taoist priest raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at Ah Lin with considerable interest, and said, "Senior Brother Guan praised you so much....... Then this little brother, you stretch out your hand and let Poor Dao take a look. As he spoke, he pressed his finger to the open space of the counter and asked Alin to pass his hand.

Ah Lin looked at the Qingfeng Daoist, but saw that the Qingfeng Daoist was still smiling at him, and motioned for him to stretch out his hand. Alin chuckled in his heart, his heart tightened, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, so he stretched out his hand and put it on the counter. The counter is made of brown and yellow wood, and when you put it on your wrist, it is not uncomfortable, but it is very warm and comfortable.

The white-bearded Taoist priest half-believingly stretched out his finger, which was half longer than the others, and gently placed it on Ah Lin's vein. I saw that the white-bearded Taoist priest's lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what magic he had recited, but he saw a slight light flickering on his fingers, and after flashing, he immediately rushed into Ah Lin's veins.

This cold strange fairy qi entered the body, and Alin couldn't help but shiver all over.

The white-bearded Taoist priest pondered for a long time, then withdrew his fingers while asking Alin to take his palm back as well.

"Senior Brother Guanzhu, although the immortal qi in this little brother's body is extremely weak, I am afraid that he has an extraordinary background. After observing the wisps of immortal qi that were automatically running in Ah Lin's body, the white-bearded Daoist looked up at Qingfeng Daoist and said.

Qingfeng Daoist patted Ah Lin on the shoulder so that he didn't have to panic, and then replied to the white-bearded Taoist priest with a smile, "Senior brother is right. This little brother's basic cultivation path is indeed the same as that of Qingfeng Mountain or Shangyun Mountain, and he has obviously practiced for a long time, so much so that after absorbing immortal qi, he operates according to the exercises on his own. ”

"However, since the little brother Alin has lost his memories of the past, there is no one from his original sect to come to his rescue. Why can't I, Qingfeng Guan, put aside all of Ah Lin's past and treat him as a new disciple? What's more, if Ah Lin's cultivation speed recovers, he will be able to compete for some face for Qingfeng Guan at the General Meditation Conference, right?"

"This ......." The white-bearded Taoist priest's heart moved, although he was usually pedantic and muddy, and faintly complained about this Guan Master disciple who cultivated much higher than himself, but the "face" he said really made him a little tempted.

The white-bearded Taoist priest looked at Ah Lin carefully again, and saw that his eyes were clear and translucent, although he was a little twisted, it was also the normal performance of seeing these high-level cultivators. Generally speaking, I don't want to be a big traitor. It's just that....... In case his memory awakens a day later, and he wants to find his original sect, how should he face it for Qingfeng Mountain?

The white-bearded Taoist priest pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "This Ah ....... Little Brother Alin, if you practice in Qingfeng Mountain for a period of time in the future, and suddenly your memory is completely awakened, then what should you think of my Qingfeng Mountain Qingfeng View?"

Qingfeng Daoist was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Li, how are you ....... How far has this come to be, why do you ask that......"

The white-bearded Taoist priest didn't look at the Qingfeng Daoist without looking at it, and with a slight push of his palm, a palm wind blocked the Qingfeng Daoist's words and prevented him from continuing to speak. On the other side, the white-bearded Taoist priest stared directly at Ah Lin in front of him, indifferently waiting for his answer.

It's not that Alin has never thought about this, although it is different from the Qingfeng Mountain that the white-bearded Taoist priest asked. After he awakened a little memory fragment when he was in the Su Mansion, he began to panic, he looked at Miss Su, looked at Lord Su, and looked at the people in the mansion who were also servants, he was a little overwhelmed.

Arin knew that he didn't have any of these people in his previous memory. Alin didn't dare to imagine that if he had become a person with complete memories before he remembered it, would he still be in awe of Master Su, would he have a secret affection for Miss Su, and would he doubt himself?

Alin thought for a long time and vaguely understood his thoughts, but he never had a concrete answer. It wasn't until the white-bearded Taoist priest raised this question in person that Alin was empowered again, and his heart was already full of lightning, and his thoughts were completely clear. Arin blinked, smiled calmly, and replied with a determined gaze,

"Daochang Li, I actually had the answer very early. I am who I am, whether it is the me I lost before or the current me. If I am lucky enough to recover my memories in the future, no matter what, Captain Qingfeng Dao will be my respected elder, and maybe you will be the same in the future. The memory of the past is memory, and the memory of the present is also memory. As he spoke, the twist in Alin's eyes gradually subsided, leaving only clarity and calmness.

The white-bearded Taoist priest's face was still indifferent, but he secretly recognized it in his heart. This kid answered in line with his own heart.