It was late at night, and there were two drunken figures leaning against the wall in the magnificent gate of Fuhuihuan, one fat and one thin, and the tall and thin figures raised their hands.

"Hurry up and take your master back, don't lose anything!" Bai Yu scolded loudly, seven or eight servants were quickly supporting the young master of the Zheng Mansion, someone took out the four horses from the stables of the side room, and after Zheng Yunxiao was put on the carriage, Bai Yufang boarded another one.

Bai Yu leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes to recuperate, of course he would not swallow these grains, as early as when watching the dance, he skillfully borrowed a spell to absorb the wine from the throat to the flesh and blood in the body and skin to eliminate the body unconsciously.

Although the cultivators say that they suck the aura of the sun, moon, heaven and earth, in the final analysis, they are still human beings, and they will not fast before they have transcended the mortal fetus and feathered immortals, and the delicacies and delicacies eaten by the mountain immortals are not far behind the world, but they are more delicate and light, and they are more beautiful and beautiful, not like the abalone and game of the world's tycoons, and they are fishy and greasy, so the mortals under the mountain are weak and sick, and their lives are short.

"Who is the Xiliang woman, she is so similar to the appearance of the senior sister, it is not the sister of the senior sister left in the world, if this is the case, it is shocking, it is bound to set off a storm, I need to investigate it secretly, lest the senior sister be caught by others. ”

"The Xiliang Kingdom was destroyed in the thirtieth year of Chongjia, and the senior sister worshiped the door twelve years ago, so what happened before?"

Bai Yu sat in a precarious posture and pondered in the carriage, the wheels turned slowly, and there were few pedestrians on the street, only the loud shouts of the watchmen.

"Three watches, safe and sound!" Bangzi and the gong collided, and a piercing scream broke out, and Bai Yu frowned slightly.

Ten years ago, the head of Qi Mangshan brought back a girl from the bottom of the mountain to return to the sect, the girl was in tatters, her expression was gloomy, when she looked up, Bai Yu found numbness and hatred, but those emotions only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

"Master, who is she?" Bai Yu looked innocent.

"She will be your sister from now on. ”

"Senior sister, master, that ?......" Before the young man could reply, the man had already led the girl into the palace, the door was slammed shut, Bai Yu was puzzled, the east wind was blowing, and the young man's hair was messy.

The sudden little senior sister, with mediocre qualifications and clumsy work, was accepted as a disciple by the head of the house, which made many disciples with excellent qualifications on the mountain covet and disgust, and from time to time ridiculed and reprimanded her.

The girl always maintains a posture of neither humility nor arrogance, always the first to get up and practice before dawn every day, and only then climb back to the hard couch and fall asleep until it is late at night, and the girl's heart can be described as solid as a rock.

For ten years, the woman named Shen Cangyue has been living in Jane and has been uncertain, and gradually faded out of the field of vision, many new children have not even seen her face, when the disciples of the same generation stand out from the crowd and cultivate to approach the eighth realm of Taoism, she touched the threshold of the sixth realm, and was regarded as a laughing stock from beginning to end.

The miracle happened three years ago. One day and night, a pillar of light broke out in the deserted house where Shen Cangyue lived, the Buddha was like the sky and the earth was cracked, and the cultivators of a mountain woke up one after another to look at it, and the dark clouds were entrenched above the simple courtyard, and the dark clouds gathered layer upon layer, and the last layer was the size of a hundred zhang, and it was pushed up in turn, getting narrower and narrower, and there was a thunder pool at the peak, which was dark and thin.

A thunder Jiao pierced through the thunderclouds, plunged into the house, the fence was instantly razed to the ground, the woman in Tsing Yi pinched the sword with both hands, staring at the thunder pool, although there were eight layers of cumulus clouds, the woman pierced through all the shackles, this heart yearns for the avenue, it is unmatched.

The woman's clothes had been baptized by Lei Jiao and became full of holes, and the bloody wounds were shocking, and the rest of the people standing on the top of another mountain had cold or frightened or frightened faces, only the eyes of the head of the door were shining.

In just one hour, after encountering eight thunderstorms, the woman stood like a green pine at first, and now fell to the ground on her knees, her left hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and her whole body was scorched black mixed with long and narrow red scars, and the woman slowly looked up at the sky, her lips trembled.

"I'm not going to die...... I still have to live...... I want revenge......" are only three sentences.

"Boom!" the dark clouds pressed down, the sky collapsed, bang, bang, bang, one after another golden chains were broken, and the golden light was overflowing, and it was extremely gorgeous.

"Master!" the old elder's eyes were dark, and now he slowly opened his eyes, and he couldn't bear it.

"What is after the Holocaust? To remove death is to be born again, this is the eternal law of heaven and earth. ”

"Will she be able to hold on?" the elder insisted.

"The situation has reached this point, it's no longer something I can control, I'm just pushing the boat down the river and being a boat. ”

"What does the head mean?" the elder shook in disbelief.

"That's right, this woman involves the obscurity and secrecy of the ancient gods, and it is not something that mortals like me can intervene in without permission, otherwise the end may be worse than her. The head of the house looked meaningfully at the uncertain woman's life and death, and showed a smile of disobedience.

"Besides, the catastrophe she can endure does not mean that we can survive. ”

In the end, the sword-wielding woman stood up and soared into the sky in one fell swoop, and Lei Ting was also wiped out.

A year later, a person stepped into the sect with a sword, crushed all the disciples, and was only defeated in the hands of the master, the woman's name was Shen Cangyue, when Bai Yu saw the pair of pupils again, he expected that the senior sister was not the previous senior sister.

Senior Sister is no longer a weak mortal.

The senior sister once yelled at the famous Yue of the world: "I want to slaughter the dragons all over the world!", everyone just took it as a joke and did not take it seriously.

In the following years, I only heard that there was a female sword cultivator with outstanding Taoism in Zhongzhou, who would be killed when she met Jiao, and fought when she met a dragon, so deterred that Hujiao in the world no longer dared to show her face.

Back at the Zheng family's mansion, Bai Yu meditated on the couch, holding a simple and thick book titled "Thousand Birds Thunder Method", a candle flame rose and fell, and the walls of the house rippled.

This ancient method was given to him by Senior Sister Shen Cangyue when Bai Yu went down the mountain before, and Shen Cangyue didn't say a word to him when he gave the book, so he didn't even open his eyes, Bai Yu knew that Senior Sister had always been extremely strict with him, but this senior sister with a strange temperament was one of the few people who treated Bai Yu sincerely in the Taoist Temple, probably in the eyes of Senior Sister, he Bai Yu was also a very close person?

At present, this "Thousand Bird Thunder Method" has a total of seven layers, and he has learned the first three layers, which has helped him successfully enter the eighth realm, and when he learns the first six layers, he will inevitably reach the eighth realm of perfection.

Moreover, this "Thousand Bird Thunder Method" has a secret technique called "Thunder and Soul", which can temporarily make Taoist cultivators out of their bodies, and the divine consciousness is the Yuan Baby, and when the Yuan Infant can be materialized, it will be the Yang God. Ordinary Taoist cultivators could only leave their bodies after reaching the ninth realm, but Bai Yu took a shortcut and advanced a small realm.

"Wait for me to take a look at the reality of Yangzhou, so that I can think about the next plan, don't capsize in the gutter, and make a wedding dress for others in vain. With a wave of the big sleeves of the yellow robe, a divine consciousness flew out of the center of his eyebrows, and the man in the yellow robe was still sitting upright.

Soaring high in the sky, the man in the yellow robe overlooked the huge state and county, the lights were thin, the river was winding, the mountains were steep, and he was bent down and descended, and the man always maintained a distance one position above the ordinary building.

Open the pair of spiritual pupils, there is a fox with beautiful fur at the corner of the alley somewhere and disappear in a flash, the yellow-robed Taoist smiled thoughtfully, and did not think so, there are two figures carrying long swords fifty steps away from the north city gate, and the cultivation is not more than the third or fourth realm of martial arts, it is really mediocre and unremarkable, and Bai Yu does not care.

"Oh, and fellow Taoists?"

"The monks of the Lotus Palace actually came here to compete for the opportunity, hehe, I'm afraid that there are more monks and less porridge, and in the end the bamboo basket is empty, and the mistake is a mistake, a mistake. Approaching a luxurious-looking inn, the yellow-robed man saw three fellow Taoists through the window lattice, two men and one woman, one room for the female monk and one room for two male monks.

"It's just mediocrity. ”

Suddenly, the yellow-robed Taoist flew to a large mansion.

"Spring and Autumn Prosperous Dew House? This name is a bit elegant and chic, I want to see whose house it is, there are only a handful of Confucian masters in the country of Yan Zhao who have such a handful of skills, and those who can win the honor must not be vulgar, so let me see who it is. The door of the library was wide open, and one person sat quietly flipping through the book, and the yellow candle had some oil and wax, and the flame was about to be extinguished by the cold wind, trembling, but it could not be extinguished.

"This man is the Confucian student in the carriage that day, who is he? I can't even see his cultivation. Bai Yu looked at it again, but there was flying sand slipping into his eyes, and he turned around and rose from the ground.

As soon as the breeze blew and the books creaked, the jade-crowned man glanced up at the door, and buried his head with a complagent expression.

"Hehe, out of the body, it's just a child's trick. ”

The yellow-robed man drove the clouds to Songzi Town, the clouds of Qingyang Peak were moist and ethereal, and there seemed to be an indescribable immortal prohibition, the Taoist did not get involved too deeply, and he returned leisurely after wandering around, and there were always a pair of keen eyes staring at him silently at the mouth of the mountain stream.