Fuyao Peak, Yunqing Cave.

The immortals are hidden, and the white cranes are singing.

In a green mountain and green water, children often love to sing such a ballad, which is about the Yunqing Cave where the immortals practice on the peak of the towering Fuyao Peak.

At this time, at the entrance of this Xianjia Cave Mansion, there is a very large platform, I don't know what stone is used to pave the ground as smooth as a mirror, there are red-crowned cranes flying around in the air from time to time, under the contrast of the mirror surface of the square, ethereal and far-reaching.

In the center of the platform, a girl in white is writing on the square with a huge brush, and the brush is not dipped in ink, so there is no trace left on the square, but the girl is still writing extremely attentively.

The girl's white clothes are fluttering, her black hair dances in the wind, and there are cranes around her from time to time, and the bright red on the top of her head is particularly dazzling.

Suddenly, a kind voice sounded behind him: "Ding Qing, don't practice anymore, you have already done the "Water Sweeping Post" three hundred times today, you can stop for a while." ”

The girl didn't look back, but answered, "Okay, I'll finish writing the last few sentences and rest." As he spoke, his wrist did not shake at all, and the huge dot hook was wiped in one go.

After writing the last stroke, the girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned back to the old man who spoke and smiled: "Master, why are you here?" ”

The kind old man is the cave master of Yunqing Cave, the master of Huang Shang, Ziyang Zhenren.

Ziyang Zhenren wears a Taoist crown and a purple robe, his beard and hair are white, his long eyebrows are drooping, his eyebrows are kind, he is holding Buddha dust, and he is a fairy wind and bones.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at the little girl with a flushed face, and the girl who couldn't hide her heroic posture smiled: "Your master is in retreat and broke the mirror, and handed you over to me, of course I have to do my best to take care of you, otherwise, after your master comes out, he won't trouble me." ”

The girl knows that Ziyang Zhenren is very easy-going, without a bit of a boss, he is recognized as a good person, and he is also very witty, and he doesn't like a serious teaching.

Therefore, girls have a lot of intimacy with real people.

Hearing the real person laughing, he walked up to the real person, held the real person's arm, and said with a smile: "You have taken care of me well enough, if the master goes out of the customs and sees me treating you more closely than him, he will be sad." ”

Ziyang Zhenren laughed, looked at the girl dotingly, and said: "Your master's biggest gain in this life is to find you as an apprentice, and it's too late for him to be happy." I don't know how many times I praised you in front of me behind my back. ”

The girl smiled and nodded, "Master, the ancestor is kind to Ding, I understand it in my heart." ”

Ziyang Zhenren stroked his long beard and said to Ding Qing: "There is one thing, I want to discuss it with you, recently, the undercurrents of all the major sects in the world have surged, first several major masters have accepted a large number of apprentices, and then, they have all sent young and handsome men in the sect to travel all over the world, according to my calculations, the world is going to enter a world of chaos!"

Ziyang Zhenren was rarely full of worry, looking at the beautiful scenery above and below the mountain in Yunqing Cave, and was silent.

At this time, the white cranes are flying, the cigarette smoke is around, and the scenery is picturesque.

The old man muttered: "How long can such a beautiful world last?"

Ding Qing, a girl in white, looked at the worried old real person and didn't know how to comfort her.

The old man stretched out his right arm, and a red-crowned crane flew and landed on the old man's arm, with long sleeves fluttering, and a white crane in purple clothes. Relatively wordless.

Lao Zhenren touched the red-crowned crane's head with his left hand, and his right arm shook, and the white crane flew away.

The old man smiled indifferently: "There are white cranes in my heart, and I dance in purple clothes." ”

Turning his head, he looked at Ding Qing.

Ding Qing, the girl in white, frowned, and asked tentatively: "Master Ancestor is saying that as long as my mind remains unchanged, foreign objects cannot shake my origin?"

The old man stroked his hair and laughed, and laughed loudly: "Although it is not hit, it is not far away." ”

After laughing, he pulled the sleeve of the girl in white and said, "Come with me, I will pass you a few magic weapons and life-saving spells, and tomorrow, you will go down the mountain! As he spoke, he stood up and flew quickly towards the peak in the distance with Ding Qing.

Several red-crowned cranes let out a long cry and flew along with the two.

After half a ring, there was no sound in the hollow.

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In the valley, the figure of the little fat man Lu Jian suddenly appeared in the woods, and then, he walked through the woods quickly, he didn't look back behind him, it seemed, guarded against something.

Suddenly, he stopped, hesitantly looking left and right.

"Be careful" There was a crisp sound, and a branch was held by a pair of white and tender hands against the back of Lu Press's heart.

Lu Jian sighed helplessly and said, "Miss Zeng, I still didn't guard against you." ”

Zeng Jiaxi smiled, wiped the sweat on her smooth forehead, and said, "Flying Pig, you are still a little distracted." ”

Lu Jian sat on the ground, patted his legs, and complained: "These days, you and the butterfly are simply devils, one forces me to practice, the other forces me to cook, the rising speed of my current cultivation can't catch up with the rising speed of my cooking skills, the animals in the whole forest have basically eaten it!"

Zeng Jiayu looked at Lu Quan, who was self-pitying, pursed her lips and smiled, and did not say anything to appease.

Suddenly, Zeng Jiayu's wrist moved, and a red thread wrapped around it automatically loosened, and then floated into the distance.

Zeng Jiayu said to the landing pressure: "Let's go, the message rope moves, it seems that the butterfly has something to find us." ”

Lu pressed a little, got up and chased the red rope with the little girl.

When they arrived at the hut in the woods, they saw a butterfly lying on the platform of the hut, and a white dove perched on his chest.

Zeng Jiaxi shouted, "Butterfly, what's the matter, summon us?"

Butterfly turned her face to look at the two young men, and said lazily: "The flying pigeon summons, the assassin ordered, come to life!"

Zeng Jiayu responded, flew onto the platform, sat next to the butterfly, and asked, "What task!"

The butterfly looked at the land pressure that was slowly swallowing up, and sighed: "Flying pig, can you do things neatly?"

Lu Jian was not annoyed, patted the soil on his clothes, and asked, "Eat first and then speak?"

Butterfly stood up, smiled and helped Lu Pressure roll up his sleeves, and said with a flattering smile: "Of course, I will finish the food cooked by Master Lu first, and then talk about business!"

Lu Jian held his head high and walked into the hut, quite in the style of a grandmaster.

Zeng Jiayu watched the two sing and harmonize, which was quite funny.

The hard training these days has made the little girl lose a lot of weight, but she also has a fortitude that she didn't have before.

It is very hard and tiring to practice every day, so it is most relaxing and comfortable only when eating.

The little girl shook her palms vigorously, feeling that she seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and did not feel that she secretly admired the special training of butterflies.

She said silently in her heart: "Grandpa, I will definitely become stronger and stronger, and I will be able to protect my father and mother as soon as possible, don't worry."