In the past, the heavens were empty, the time was quiet, watching the clouds and mist, listening to the wind and rain, it can be described as leisurely and contented, and the fun was endless. In the blink of an eye, it is the lonely season again, the autumn wind caresses the leaves, turns yellow, and falls on the vicissitudes of the land; Like a beautiful flower, the enemy is like a flowing year. All good things will quietly fade, wither secretly, and finally fall into the dust. turned into loneliness and went to my heart.

Thousands of years have passed, and the sea has flown. Qingxia Mountain is still Qingxia Mountain, stretching for 100,000 miles, the original green color, abundant grass and trees have disappeared completely, replaced by a barren mountain range. Thousands of years ago, Qinglingmen, one of the eight major sects, had completely fallen into the dust of history, and had disappeared from most people's memories except for detailed records in some ancient books.

On the top of Cangshan, the Taoist quietly looked at the desolate and dilapidated scene around him, his expression was extremely calm, but in the depths of his eyes, there was still a hint of embarrassment that things were wrong, and the Taoist shoulder, the dull-headed Linghe also drooped his head, and his mood was also a little low, occasionally screaming twice, venting his inner emotions.

The Taoist in front of him is Kong Laosan and Dumb who returned to the abandoned land from the Yin Tide Space, as for Qian Hu, he has some private matters to deal with, and after agreeing to go to the ** sect in three months, he left alone, as for where to go, there is no mention of it.

Although several primordial old monsters in the abandoned land used the demonic energy that permeated the heavens and the earth to resist the suppression of the fierce monument, and then through the method of blood sacrifice, with the blood of millions of young disciples of the Eight Great Sects as a guide, they destroyed the spiritual veins under the suppression altar, and finally broke the seal. The Taoist had already guessed this result, but when he saw Qingling Mountain become what it is today, there was still a deep sense of confusion in his heart, like a homeless wanderer, feeling endless loneliness.

When he left the sect for the last time, he was still in trouble, and after being manipulated by Ghost Yunzi to kill Jin Qiongfeng, he was completely remembered by the Jin family, if it weren't for the protection of the sect, I am afraid that the enemy would have been killed thousands of times, for Kong Laosan, Qinglingmen is not only a place to learn art, but also a kind of spiritual belonging.

Thinking of the first time he saw his master, the Jindan Old Ancestor of Qinglingmen, the latter smiled and promised that as long as he advanced to build a foundation, he would give himself an advanced exercise, this kind of purest promise from the heart is so precious.

Kong Laosan seemed to fall into his own memories, three hours later, until the sky was getting dark, he slowly came back to his senses, glanced at the bare Qingxia Mountain around him, and finally sighed lightly, just about to leave, before he left, but saw the void in the distance, four lights and shadows galloped forward, only half a cup of tea, has come closer.

The Taoist glanced at it expressionlessly, and under the shroud of divine thoughts, he saw it clearly, at the front, a woman in her twenties, with her head tied in double braids, and a delicate woman running for her life, her face was panicked, and she looked pitiful. Behind, three

A man with a fierce face followed closely, constantly scolding and shouting in his mouth, looking angry, such a scene was clearly a murderous intention.

At this moment, the woman galloping in the void seemed to have found Kong Laosan, her eyebrows were happy, and she begged for help, "Daoist friend help, the concubine is from the Valley of Wind and Fire, and she was chased and killed by thieves, if you can save my life, there will be heavy thanks in the Valley of Wind and Fire!"

The woman's voice was soft and glutinous, and under the eagerness to plead, there was a kind of pitiful taste, which made people feel pity.

At the same time as the woman spoke, the three middle-aged cultivators behind her also discovered the existence of the Taoist, but under the induction, they found that there was not the slightest spiritual power fluctuation around the person in front of them, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they observed with the spiritual eye technique, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, thinking of the hundreds of years of friendship between us and your Wind and Fire Valley in our Yin Corpse Gate, as long as you hand over the things you stole and follow me back to the Yin Corpse Gate to listen to the elders, the old man promises to spare your life!"

Behind him, a Taoist with a copper hairpin on his head, dressed in a blue robe, and lowered his eyebrows, slowly spoke, his voice seemed to endure great anger, and at this moment, four figures landed one after another.

The woman's face was pale, drenched in sweat, she seemed to have overdrawn her essence, the whole person looked delicate and weak, weak and abnormal, just landed, she couldn't help but say anything, and hid directly behind Kong Laosan, although she also noticed that the Daoist in front of her did not have half a point of spiritual power fluctuations, but at this moment, there was no second choice.

The Taoist glanced at the woman, and finally landed on the three Taoists opposite, with a bit of curiosity on his face. The three Taoists were dressed in blue robes, and the smell of rotten corpses emanated from their bodies, but due to the secret method, if it wasn't for the power of divine thoughts to reach a certain realm, they wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

However, at this moment, the expressions on the faces of the three of them were very strange, and the old Taoist expression of the leader was forbearing, which seemed to contain great anger, but it seemed that he was afraid of something, and he didn't trigger it, but an old face turned red. The two people behind him looked younger, with different expressions on their faces, the chest of the Daoist on the left was undulating, and the gaze of the woman contained an undisguised deep killing intent. The Taoist on the right side had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which meant that he had nothing to do with himself.

"Wind and Fire Valley, Yin Corpse Gate? hehe, sure enough, the world is impermanent, and the vicissitudes of life. That's it, let's tell Kong about the situation here, the eight major sects of a thousand years ago, do they still exist today?"

Kong Laodao said slowly, and his voice revealed a bit of desolation.

"The Eight Great Sects of a thousand years ago, did the predecessors just come out of retreat?"

Hearing what Kong Laosan said, the woman beside her was slightly stunned, and asked with some curiosity, with a bit of surprise in her voice.

"Sort of,

Whether it is the situation in the mundane world or in the immortal cultivation world, tell me everything you know, if the old Tao is satisfied, it will not hurt to give you some benefits!"

......

Two hours later, a green rainbow escaped into the sky, almost in the blink of an eye, has disappeared at the end of the line of sight, such a terrifying and abnormal speed, but made the four people on the peak stunned, it took a while to react, and after opening the bottles and cans in his hand, the originally slightly gloomy look suddenly overjoyed, obviously extremely satisfied with the things in the hand.

"In the sound of lights and oars, the sky is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, the silk and bamboo sang softly, the building outside the building, the mountain outside the mountain, and the people outside the building mountain have not returned. The people have not returned, and the word goose looks back, and it has long passed the Lechuan River. The person who stroked the qin was full of tears, and the flowers fell all over his shoulders. Falling on the shoulders, the sound of the flute is cold, the shadow of the window is remnant, and the sound of smoke and oars is where is Jiangnan. ”

In September, the golden autumn laurel, the faint fragrance of osmanthus wafts all over the city. The Great Qin was destroyed, the new dynasty was established, and the Pingzhou of the Great Qin merged with the bordering Hanzhou, and was called "Anzhou", which took the meaning of national peace and security.

Due to the approaching township exam, the entire Anzhou was designated as one of the test centers, and countless scholars in the vicinity flocked to the city, dressed in good clothes and talking loudly, and the whole Anzhou was full of scholars and students.

Carrying a pot of osmanthus wine, with a spiritual crane on his shoulder, the Taoist walked through the streets and alleys, drinking while walking, quite a kind of bohemian and uninhibited manner, and did not care at all about the curious or disdainful eyes around him.

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity!"

The Taoist slowly spoke, his voice revealed a touch of desolation, and when the voice fell, he seemed to be no longer interested, and his body shook and disappeared directly into the crowd.

Shigu Village, at the entrance of the village, the stone blocks with the three ancient seals of "Shigu Village" have been completely cracked after thousands of years of wind and rain, and the original appearance can not be seen, but next to it, a stone tablet with "Qingshi Village" stands quietly, and groups of women and children are chatting and playing, but they are more angry than at the beginning.

The osmanthus is fragrant, and the wanderer returns.

It's just that the Taoist's gaze is extremely calm, like a third person, quietly looking at everything in front of him. The mottled bluestone path, the ancient willows, the old acacia, and the mossy stone bridge......

All the scenery in front of me has long been blurred in memory, but after seeing it again, it is like a stored spirit, exuding a rich smell, the more you go inside, the stronger this feeling becomes, but there is also a little strangeness in the eyes.

After a while, Kong Laosan stopped in front of a shabby-looking thatched hut, surrounded by hard emerald bamboo. Looking at the extremely familiar courtyard in front of him, the Taoist's originally calm and waveless expression suddenly surged with a touch of excitement, "How come?

Dao muttered in his mouth, his tone was full of incredulity, and he subconsciously stepped forward and knocked on the door! 2k reading web