The New Year is approaching, in the main hall of the Fallen Leaf Sect, after the elders in charge of the mountains are all seated, Ye Jing, who took over the Fallen Leaf Sect after the retreat of the sect leader Ye Hua, asked the old man who called everyone to come to the meeting: "He Fang, what is the matter so in a hurry, beating the mountain drum, so that everyone gathers here?"

Ye Che quipped, "Could it be that Elder Zhu and Elder Wu are arguing again?"

There was a burst of laughter below, and the two old men blushed.

A few days ago, all the peaks were posted couplets, varied, inevitably repeated, for a pair of couplets content content, Elder Zhu and Elder Wu, no one refused to let anyone, but after many years of friendship, it was not enough to fight, to the end, two old men over 100 years old, standing on their respective hills, shaking things, scolded each other for a day and a night, not to mention the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect, even the elders were dumbfounded, and finally under Ye Jing's reprimand, the two gave up.

He Fang, the peak master of the Palm Ring Peak who was in charge of the precepts, shook his head, stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Brother Ye Jing, I can't hide it, there is a problem, it has plagued the old man for many days, and the matter is fruitless, and the stakes are very high, so I summoned everyone to discuss this matter." ”

"Oh?"

Ye Jing smiled: "What's at stake?"

He Fang sat upright and gently spit out a few words, "Senior Brother Dong's business." ”

Ye Jing's eyes froze, and he asked rhetorically, "Could it be that my senior nephew has violated the precepts, and Elder He doesn't know how to punish him?"

He Fang sighed, "Of course not, Senior Brother Dong is kind and kind, where will he violate the precepts." ”

The old man looked around at everyone and said worriedly: "What bothers me is that the old man is in charge of the precept peak, responsible for the precept assessment and disciple merits, according to the rules of our sect, if a disciple reaches the condensation realm, he needs to go down the mountain to practice, Senior Brother Dong is talented, he is already in the condensing realm, I don't know..."

After listening to He Fang's question, Ye Jing didn't answer, but asked again: "He Fang, do you think it's appropriate for my nephew to go down the mountain to experience at this time?"

According to the rhetoric handed over to him by Liu Yao in the Palm Ring Peak Cave Mansion, He Fang said unhurriedly: "Naturally, it is not suitable, but... But it doesn't conform to the rules. ”

The old man stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, although we all hope that Senior Brother Dong can grow rapidly and lead the Fallen Leaf Sect to new glory, but I can't hide it, sometimes I think about it carefully, Senior Brother Dong is amazing, under our care in the sect, it can only be the flowers in the greenhouse, it looks stronger and stronger day by day, and the branches are luxuriant, but..."

The old man said in a deep voice: "In the future, it may not be able to withstand the wind and rain. ”

Although He Fang, who reached a consensus with Liu Yao, acted according to the young man's strategy, there were some words that were not in his heart.

He Fang had a good impression of the young man named Dong Nanyan, and he also thought that the young man with amazing talent could lead the Fallen Leaf Sect to Daxing, but after the white bone lady knocked on the mountain gate, coupled with a few words from the young man in the cave, the old man completely changed his mind.

"How many years can Ye Jing and Uncle Ye Che live?"

"It's just that Dong Nanyan, who is in the Concentration Realm, how many years will it take to grow up?"

"Once Dong Nanyan dies, who will my master Ye Hua pass on the position of sect master to?"

Since there is no way to resolve the feud between the Fallen Leaf Sect and the Forest Bone Domain, and in three years and five years, the young people in the sect may not be able to grow up, instead of writing a letter to themselves, showing the meaning of the good birds to the Forest Bone Domain, and betting on the Forest Bone Domain, why not follow Liu Yao's plan, on the one hand, use the hand of the Forest Bone Domain to get rid of Dong Nanyan and leave a personal favor, on the other hand, after the death of the young man, the position of the suzerain will naturally be inherited by Liu Yao, and the double bet is not foolproof?

As He Fang finished speaking, many elders in the hall frowned, speaking of which, Dong Nanyan is a Tianjiao, but it takes time to grow up.

He Fang, who did not leak his face, glanced at a few elders lightly, and the elders who had already had the same idea as He Fang understood and echoed one after another.

"Not without reason. ”

"Although it is a bit out of place to go down the mountain to practice, Elder He is right, I am waiting for this body to cultivate, which one is exchanged for meditation?

Of course, there are many elders who have the opposite attitude.

Zhao Miao, who was on the left, frowned and said: "Although the flowers in the greenhouse are delicate, but Dong Nanyan has only been up the mountain for many days, and he has such an achievement, why bother, you might as well give the young man some time, and also look at the movements of the forest bone domain outside, otherwise let Dong Nanyan go down the mountain, wouldn't it be a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return?"

"Yes, what Elder Zhao said is right, Dong Nanyan is the hope of our Fallen Leaf Sect, but there can be no mistakes. ”

In the main hall, the people began to talk.

Suddenly, a voice came from the seat at the end, and the young man who was qualified to sit in the main hall stood up, clasped his fists at the elders and said, "Elders, don't argue, I just listened to what Elder He said, it is not unreasonable, but there are also some omissions, I think a little supplement, maybe it can satisfy the elders." ”

Hearing the expected opening, He Fang chuckled and said, "Senior Nephew Liu Yao, please speak." ”

Seeing Liu Yao, who asked him for instructions, Ye Jing, who had been squinting his eyes and listening carefully, said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

With the permission of Senior Uncle, Liu Yao, who was Ye Hua's personal disciple, said with a smile: "Since the elders have their own opinions on the matter of Senior Uncle Dong going down the mountain, on the one hand, they are worried that Senior Uncle Dong will not experience wind and rain and will not be able to grow up if he stays in the Fallen Leaf Sect, and on the other hand, they are worried that it will be dangerous for Senior Uncle Dong to go down the mountain. ”

There was a fine light in his eyes, and the young man said slowly: "Our sect disciples must be led by someone when they go down the mountain, according to me, when Uncle Dong goes down the mountain, you might as well choose a sect disciple with outstanding strength to lead the team, and secretly send an elder to be responsible for the safety of Uncle Dong in both aspects, I believe that even if there is danger, you can protect Uncle Dong and return safely." ”

The old man looked at every look of everyone sitting down, what Liu Yao said, it is indeed possible, there is no forest bone domain eyeing the tiger, and it is just a matter of going down the mountain to practice, but now even the mountain protection array has been opened, and Dong Nanyan has to be put down the mountain, that risk, Ye Jing is unwilling to bear.

The old man was about to open his mouth to refuse, but suddenly, Ye Che, who had been silent only after making fun of He Fang before, spoke: "I think what Senior Nephew Liu Yao said is okay, so let's find a person with outstanding strength from among the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect and take Senior Nephew Dong down the mountain to practice." ”

The short old man waved his sleeves, "My Fallen Leaf Sect is by no means a greenhouse, and the disciples should have gone through the wind and rain, so there is no need for any elders to follow secretly." ”

The elders who objected looked shocked, and Zhao Miao even called the old man by his name, "Ye Che, this is too decisive, I don't agree." ”

Ye Che said indifferently: "Before the retreat, the sect master said that the affairs of the Fallen Leaf Sect are all handed over to me and my senior brother, and I need your consent?"

The old man who was in charge of the Divine Power Building, whose status was only below Ye Jing and Ye Che in the Fallen Leaf Sect, was furious, and his eyes turned to Ye Jing, hoping that the old man would not get carried away and dissuade Ye Che.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jing also said indifferently: "The sect has rules, and the condensation realm should go down the mountain to practice, but Senior Dong's nephew is very important to my Fallen Leaf Sect, Liu Yao, you have the highest strength among the disciples, and you will lead the team this time." ”

Liu Yao was ecstatic in his heart, but his face did not miss half a point, and he respectfully said yes.

Dong can't say anything, God wants you to die!

Seeing that Ye Jing and Ye Che planned to do so, Zhao Miaoqi left the hall with a wave of his sleeves, Ye Jing was not annoyed, and waved his hand, "That's it for today." ”

After a slight meeting of Liu Yao's eyes, knowing that the big thing had been accomplished, He Fang withdrew from the hall with the elders.

Thinking carefully about everyone's expressions in his mind, Ye Jing closed his eyes and asked, "Do you think something is wrong?"

Although they are not brothers, but since they were young, the two of them know their every move well, and when they saw Ye Che speaking on his behalf in the hall, Ye Jing knew what Ye Che must have said.

Ye Che said coldly: "I can't see anything, but I just feel a trace of fishy smell." ”

Ye Jing opened his eyes, "He Fang, who raised this question, has worked hard for many years, so he shouldn't be." ”

Sighing, as if thinking of someone, Ye Che smiled and said, "What was wrong with Gu Qian back then?"

Hearing this name, Ye Jing's face was complicated, and he was puzzled: "Since you know that there is a problem, you are still willing to take this risk and not let the elders secretly take care of it, isn't this pushing your nephew into the fire pit?"

With a quick clapping of his hands, he was about to go to Zhao Miao, and Ye Jing, who asked him to take care of him secretly, was dragged by Ye Che.

Ye Jing shouted: "What are you pulling me for, Zhao Miao spoke out against it, I don't want Dong Yanyan to go down the mountain, at least I can trust it, I'll go and let him secretly take care of my nephew, there is really a problem in the province, you and I regret it." ”

Seeing that Ye Che still didn't let go, Ye Jing was furious, "You are really confused!"

Ye Che sneered, "Trustworthy?"

Feeling that the rain was coming, Ye Che let go of his hand and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, it's ridiculous to say, Nuoda Sect, I don't even know who to believe!"

"Senior brother...", Ye Jing looked at the old man standing at the door of the main hall.

The appearance is not outstanding, and the short old man is amazing at the moment.

"You don't have to be taken care of. ”

The old man stepped out, and the wind and thunder suddenly sounded.

"This time, I'll go out personally!"

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On a towering mountain, the man leading the boy was stopped on the mountainside.

Looking at the two of them, this young man can barely be regarded as stepping on the threshold of cultivation, but at this age, he is in the Qi realm, and it seems that his qualifications are not very outstanding.

The middle-aged man who was arranged to go to the mountainside and was responsible for recording the people who came and went in and out was amazed at the man next to the young man, a mortal could actually set foot on the Absolute Goose Mountain?

It must be known that even if the Wild Goose Mountain is only halfway up the mountain, it is already a mountain!

With some perseverance, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and asked, "What is the matter with the two of you coming here?"

The young man was about to speak, but was pulled by the man next to him, and the mediocre-looking man said politely: "Come to find someone." ”

Get?

The middle-aged man asked, "You two, you can tell the names of the people you know, and if it is correct, you can go up the mountain after I ask." ”

The man looked at the young man and gently spit out two words, "Gong Qing." ”

The middle-aged man in charge of recording was stunned, the person the man said, no one in Jueyan Mountain knew it, but he was the precious son of Gong Fu, the master of Yuanying Realm, who was talented and famous.

Could it be that the young master made a friend when he went down the mountain?

The middle-aged man didn't dare to slack off, and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, two of you." After that, he hurriedly passed it layer by layer.

However, after a few sticks of incense, the middle-aged man was scolded by someone in the voice, because after the gift passed, the young master of the gentle township on the top of the mountain said coldly, "A man and a teenager are looking for me? ”

Thinking that the young master and nobles were forgetful, the middle-aged man who had been scolded did not get angry with the man and the young man, and asked again: "The young master may not have any impression of you, can you please say the names of the two, so that I can go up again." ”

The man nodded politely, then looked at the young man next to him and asked, "Is there a mistake?"

The young man shook his head, "That's not wrong, it's him, it's Gong Qing who said that if you want to find him, you will come to Jueyan Mountain." ”

The young man who worked hard to climb the mountainside was a little aggrieved, and shouted to the middle-aged man: "It's Gong Qing who robbed me of the sugar gourd, he said that if you want the sugar gourd, you will come to Jueyan Mountain, you are a scoundrel, why don't you admit it now!"

The middle-aged man is stunned, and his feelings are not here to reminisce, but to ask for debts in Jueyan Mountain?

Want...

Want a sugar gourd?

Angry and laughing, he was already scolded with a belly full of fire, but now when he heard the young man's words, the middle-aged man felt like he had been tricked.

If you want a sugar gourd, Lao Tzu will beat your head into a blood gourd with one punch!

However, the next scene made the middle-aged man glad that he didn't punch fast enough.

After seeing that the boy thought it was here, the man smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man: "I'm sorry for you, since he doesn't want to see us, then let's go up and see him ourselves." ”

Holding the young man's hand, the two disappeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant.

After giving yourself a slap and confirming that it was not a dream, the middle-aged man wanted to cry without tears, with such a great ability, you flew directly to the top of the mountain, what did you talk to yourself about slowly?

Silently reciting a blessing and a great life, the middle-aged man looked up at the top of the mountain, I drop a good girl, a sugar gourd made of immortal medicine?

On the mountain, Gong Qing, who was surrounded by the sound of warblers and swallows, was startled, and two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man who stepped onto the top of the mountain asked softly, "Is that him?"

The young man who covered his eyes and looked at people through his fingers nodded, and said sadly: "It's him!"

The man stepped forward and said flatly: "Give my apprentice a string of sugar gourds." ”

Gong Qing was shocked, how did these two people appear in his mansion in front of him?

However, this young man who wants a sugar gourd, to a little impression, when he first went down the mountain to practice, he was reprimanded by his father, and he felt upset when he saw the young man holding the sugar gourd with a happy look, and he snatched it, and saw the young man crying, Gong Qing felt very happy.

Seeing the young man's hateful gaze at that time, Gong Qing smiled and said, "What's the matter, you want sugar gourds?"

Before leaving, he rewarded the young man's feet, and Gong Qing threatened: "If you have the ability, come to Jueyan Mountain to find me!"

The void rippled, and several figures appeared in the room.

Seeing his parents and the elders in the sect, Gong Qing breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.

The mountain lord of Jueyan Mountain, Gong Fu said coldly to the man: "Your Excellency trespasses on my Jueyan Mountain, what do you want?"

The mountain master of Jueyan Mountain, the sword cultivator of the Yuanying Realm, is not afraid of the monks of the Xuan Realm, let alone on his own mountain.

The man clenched his fists and said, "I'm sorry, but it's not trespassing, I have already informed the mountain in advance." ”

After bowing, the man apologized: "If you have offended, I apologize here." ”

Being able to appear in Jueyan Peak silently and alarm his parents, it means that this man who leads the young man has some skills, and it is better to have more than one thing, not to mention that it is just a trivial matter of a string of sugar gourds, Gong Qing got up, walked to his parents, and said with a smile: "It was my mistake, I used to have a grudge with this young man at the foot of the mountain, since I came to ask for a sugar gourd today, then I will return it to you." ”

Hearing her son tell the ins and outs, the woman beside Gong Qing chuckled, "I thought it was a big deal, but the dog was ignorant at the beginning, and there was some misunderstanding with the nobleman." ”

The woman smiled and said to the boy, "Since you love to eat sugar gourds, I will give you a hundred of them." ”

The young man thought in his heart that this beautiful woman was really bad, a hundred sugar gourds, and she couldn't kill herself.

acted decisively, and in a few moments, a hundred sugar gourds were brought in by the maid.

As a sword cultivator in the Jindan Realm, the woman who can complement each other with her husband in the sword path smiled: "Now you are satisfied." ”

The man looked down at the boy.

Smelling the sweetness on the plate, the boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but did not take it, and said softly, "What I want is my sugar gourd." ”

Putting away her smile, the woman sneered and asked people to remove the plate of sugar gourds, "Then I don't know how you master and apprentice can be satisfied?"

Gong Qing, who knows the woman, knows that her mother is already angry, this master and apprentice are really toasting and not eating and drinking, and they just came to Jueyan Mountain to ask for sugar gourds, and they don't know how to catch them, do you really think that you can be unscrupulous with a little ability?

The young man said with a sad face: "My sugar gourd must have been eaten by him." ”

Looking at Gong Qing, who was still laughing, the young man hummed: "I don't want sugar gourds anymore, I want to draw a king on his face." ”

The man smiled when he heard this, raised his hand and made a move, Gong Qing was already caught in his hand.

"Put it down!"

"Bold!"

Not seeing exactly when the man grabbed her son, the woman was furious, and a white rainbow flew out from her waist and stabbed the man in the face.

As if he had pushed aside the branches and leaves that were blocking his face, and threw aside the menacing long sword, the man politely asked the woman, "Do you have a pen?"

On the mountain, the wind and clouds gather.

The sword qi all over the mountains and fields converged in the palm of Gong Fu's hand.

Why is it called Jueyan Mountain?

One is the mountain height, and the other is the sword qi.

Seeing that the man could block the woman's sword, Gong Fu did not underestimate it, and under the anger, a bright sword light that started in the palm of his hand was like a white practice, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the center of the man's eyebrows!

The man stretched out a finger, and where the tip of the sword met his finger, the void twisted and collapsed!

The man nodded and chuckled, "Awesome." After that, he stretched out two fingers, pinched the sword qi with his fingertips in the disbelief on Gong Fu's face, and said with a smile: "Thank you for giving the pen." ”

The tamed sword qi was handed over to the young man, and under the young man's scribbles, a sword mark in the shape of a king eight appeared on Gong Qing's face.

The young man muttered, "Let's see if you dare to rob me of the sugar gourd." ”

The woman looked at her son, her face was full of distress, but she didn't dare to move, she could block her own sword, and even her husband's Yuanying sword qi could be taken lightly, so she had to reconsider, Jue Yan Mountain, whether she could afford to provoke the man in front of her.

Gong Fu thought to himself that even if he was through the Xuan Realm, it would be impossible to take his sword qi empty-handed, but the man who couldn't see the depth in front of him did it, and what he took was the sword qi that had been blessed by the Jueyan Mountain formation!

Putting away his previous thoughts, Gong Fu asked, "Grievances, can Your Excellency let the dog go." ”

The man still looked at the boy, and it seemed that the boy was his master.

The angry boy nodded, "Okay, Master, I'm not angry." ”

Hearing the apprentice's words, the man nodded, took the young man's hand, and walked out.

The distressed woman touched Gong Qing's face, "Why did you provoke this kind of person." ”

Gong Qing, who had a Wang Ba sword mark on his face, had a gloomy face, but then smiled and said: "Mother, don't cry, don't lose, I also gave the young man two feet." ”

"Silence!"

Gong Fu on the side hurriedly ran the big array, wanting to isolate this sentence, but unexpectedly, the man who walked not far stopped and asked, "He also kicked you twice?"

The young man thought for a while and nodded, "At that time, Guang felt sorry for the sugar gourd, and forgot to be beaten." ”

The man rewarded the young man with a chestnut and said with a smile: "You know how to eat." ”

"Hold on. ”

The young man took the master's hand, not knowing what the master was going to do.

The man stomped his feet twice towards the top of the mountain, and his figure rose from the ground.

The formation was running with all his might, but in Gong Fu's despair, a huge crack still spread down the mountain along the man's stomping place.

What made the eyes of the mountain lord of Jueyan Mountain even darker was that the ancestral hall on the mountain collapsed!

In the courtyard of a farmer's house, the young man who climbed over Jueyan Mountain gnawed on steamed buns, and said puzzledly: "Master, you are so powerful, why do you still take me to climb the mountain, how easy it is for the two of us to fly to the top of the mountain with a swish." ”

The man who kicked the collapsed Patriarch Hall of Jueyan Mountain smiled: "I forgot how the master taught you, you must salute first and then soldier in everything, reason first, and then make a move." ”

"Remembered. The young man smiled: "Anyway, the master has great skills, and everything is right." ”

The boy was rewarded with a chestnut, and the man admonished: "The fist is hard, but it is not necessarily right." ”

The young man held his head and asked, "Master, you teach me to practice swords all day long, but why don't you see you using swords?"

The young man smiled and said, "Master, if you use a sword on that mountain that day, maybe a girl will fall in love with you, and when the time comes, you will kidnap one and come back to be your wife, how good, save a lifetime of singles." ’

This time, he didn't knock the young man's head, and the man said softly: "The master will never use a sword again in his life." ”

The young man was puzzled: "Why?" ”

The man shook his head.

The young man swallowed the steamed bun, "Master, looking at your aggrieved appearance, you don't make people dare to use a sword, right?"

patted the man on the shoulder angrily, and the young man smiled: "The master helped me get ahead today, and when I finish learning, I will definitely help you get ahead." ”

But the young man immediately froze and touched his head, "Forget it, master, you can't beat it, I guess it's enough to choke." ”

The man laughed, "That's all you need?"

The young man smiled and said, "It's okay, when the time comes, I'll beat his apprentice, okay, it can be regarded as helping you get angry." ”

"What if his apprentice is better than him?"

The young man was stunned, "Can you be as powerful as me?"

The man was dumbfounded and did not refute, it was a matter of time before the boy was stronger than him. Green, out of blue is better than blue, if the disciple is not as strong as the master, then what is the apprentice for?

Looking into the distance, the man smiled lightly, Zhang San, has your sword path been passed on?

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In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Dong Nanyan got up early, posted the couplet, stood at the door, saw that the couplet was not crooked, and the young man smiled happily, a good omen.

The couplets given to others were all changed to those suggested by Song Junyi, but the ones posted on his own wooden building were still "Wealth is rolling in, and happiness is long and long-lived".

After having a meal with Ye Che and Ye Jing at noon, Dong Nanyan took several baskets of food boxes from Jin Ming and went up the mountain.

This Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening is the first time that a teenager has eaten with others in the Chinese New Year's Eve since Grandpa Dong's death, and of course, it is also the first time that a girl who slipped out of the house has eaten Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with others.

Chinese New Year's Eve, one night and two years, five and two years, according to custom, need to keep the year.

Picking up some dead branches and lighting them on the side of the mountain, Dong Nanyan sat on the side of the mountain, looking at the brilliant Fallen Leaf Sect.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights were not extinguished all night, and Song Jiyi, who was lighting all the lights in the wooden building, heard a shout from the side of the mountain.

On the side of the mountain, Dong Nanyan mysteriously beckoned to the girl upstairs.

Walking to the young man's side, Song Jieyi smiled and said, "What are you selling?"

Dong Yanyan smiled and stretched out his hand, concentrating for a moment, and flicked his hands towards the sky.

On the golden willow peak, colorful fireworks rushed into the sky.

Fireworks one by one.

Song Jieyi smiled, "How did you come up with it?"

Dong Nanyan, who stretched out a small spell, smiled brightly in his fingers, "When I saw this small spell in the Shentong Building that day, I felt that it was very similar to fireworks, and now it seems that it is exactly the same." ”

Smiling lightly, Song Jieyi, who was infected by the festive energy on the young man's face, learned from the young man, and with a slight movement of his fingers, fireworks rose one after another.

Subsequently, Dong Nanyan and Song were stunned at the same time.

After the fireworks on the Golden Willow Peak, the various hills of the Fallen Leaf Sect were full of lights, and the fireworks soared into the sky, splashing colorful light rain.

Dong Nanyan and Song Yiyi looked at each other and smiled, stood side by side, and watched the flower rain.

Against the backdrop of fireworks, beside the fire, the two figures were stretched extremely long, as if they were together.