A person slowly walked out of the forest, and the cyan linen was the source of the spiritual shock.

If you say what it is like for a person to have immortal energy, Duan Zhiyan and Lord Kunlun are the best examples.

Duan Zhiyan's eyebrows were frosty, and he had a clear air, and the Kunlun Lord who was dressed in a rough robe did not have any alienated expression, but it was still difficult for people to get close.

No matter how much the child floating in the air struggled, he slowly floated in front of the Kunlun Lord.

Duan Zhiyan followed his gaze, and when the child passed in front of him, his watery eyes still looked at him.

Lord Kunlun stretched out his hands, caught Xiao Tong, and held her in his arms without any disgust.

"I'm really ashamed, the apprentice is not sensible, and he recklessly bumped into you for a while. ”

Before the spiritual power dissipated, everyone only heard an extremely pleasant male voice, which was the same person as the previous transmission in their minds, and they all scratched their hearts and lungs to see the appearance of the Kunlun Lord.

Jin Yuxiao also walked to Duan Zhiyan's side at this moment, although he was not as free as Duan Zhiyan, but he also saluted together: "The junior has seen Lord Kunlun. ”

At this moment, the Lord of Kunlun felt too quiet, and remembered that the pressure had not been collected.

In an instant, the force that was pressing on everyone was immediately removed. Many people shook twice and almost sat on the ground with no physical strength.

The Kunlun disciples all turned around and looked at the tall young man holding the crying and scolding child, holding their breath and not daring to speak.

"Okay, okay," Lord Kunlun shook his arm in distress, "Run, run, stop and talk." ”

The little boy who was tightly cuffed in his arms struggled and waved his arms and legs, with a child's characteristic heart-rending cry: "Let go of me, youkai, liar, fuck your uncle, I want to go home......"

"How could I lie to you?" Lord Kunlun said patiently, not caring at all about the foul language of the child in his arms, and the slap on his face from time to time, "I sincerely want you to be an apprentice, not a monster, you see that all the people present are your senior brothers and sisters." Do you think they're youkai too?"

Suddenly, the Kunlun disciples who were mentioned all stood up straight, and the little boy turned his face to look at them with teary eyes.

"At first, it was my fault, and I didn't think about it to scare you, but I'm really not a monster, and it's true that I bought your money, rice, and food. Kunlun changed his position and hugged the child, and the child put his arms around his neck and looked at everyone on the stone path.

The child circled around, and finally returned his gaze to Duan Zhiyan.

After Duan Zhiyan noticed her gaze, he thought for a while, bowed briefly to the Kunlun Lord, and said, "Since we are the disciples of the Kunlun Lord, our seniority naturally does not dare to live on top, and the name of the master cannot afford it. ”

"Really?" Lord Kunlun laughed, "I haven't been back to my master for a long time, and I can't help but be a little unfamiliar with the matter of seniority. ”

He lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms, and wiped her face with his sleeve, but the child hid with his face but still couldn't dodge, "You just woke up and didn't see clearly, but now you can see clearly, this is really not a monster cave, it is a place to cultivate immortals." ”

The Kunlun lord didn't know how heavy he was, the child's face was wiped red, but it was still much cleaner, and at this time people saw that the child was really not ugly, although some of the face was yellow and thin, but the eyebrows and eyes were attractive, and the eyes were good-looking, and they could see that this was a girl, and they couldn't help but think more about what was going on.

The child's heart was still beating violently, and she still couldn't understand everything that was happening, and although she pretended to be bold and sensible, she was still a child at heart. "Hmm", turned around and hugged the neck of the Kunlun Lord, tears flowed over his head, his eyes were so sour that he couldn't open them, he didn't take a breath, and he hiccups while crying: "I want my younger brothers and sisters, I don't care......"

The Lord of Kunlun breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone was relieved when they saw this, but their curious eyes kept glued to the body of this person called the Lord of Kunlun.

Everyone has been on Kunlun Mountain for no less than ten years, and the name of the Lord of Kunlun is naturally known, and it is a person who is written in the history books and engraved on the ancient vessels.

The Lord of Kunlun stood in front of Duan Zhiyan, looking as tall as he was, all of them were extremely tall and slender, his face was like a person in a painting, he was unforgettable to see, and his body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible aura, which inexplicably gave people the feeling of looking up to the mountains.

In their impression, the Lord of Kunlun was an old man like the head of Yun Qingzi, otherwise, he should be a middle-aged man with a solemn face, and no one expected that he was extremely young.

Lord Kunlun babbled and comforted his evil boy apprentice as he held her feet, which were scarred in the green shimmer, and the beard was intact except for the mud.

The struggling feet finally broke free and kicked the lower abdomen of the Kunlun Lord, so frightened that the Kunlun disciples who had been staring at it trembled, but the person who was kicked not only did not get angry, but quickly withdrew his hand, "Don't touch it, don't touch it, I didn't mean to scratch you just now, your foot is broken, look at it now, is it okay?"

The boy twisted to look at his feet, and found that all the openings were indeed gone, and he did not say anything, but he was visibly surprised.

Lord Kunlun shook his head and said, "If you don't throw your shoes on my face and run down, you won't suffer this crime." ”

The child turned around, "snorted", and ignored him.

At this time, everyone was powerless to slander, and they only felt that the scene in front of them was really not real.

"Your Majesty!"

When the Lord of Kunlun heard the sound, he saw Xu Ling rushing over, he looked at the people crowded on the mountain road, and then looked at the Lord of Kunlun and the child in his arms, knowing that the matter was almost resolved, and the big stone fell in his heart.

Everyone saluted and said, "Elder Xu." Xu Ling waved his hand, "Well, let's go back and rest, we have to go to morning class tomorrow." ”

Except for the three monks who were cultivators, the rest of them scattered as birds and beasts.

Only then did Xu Ling see Duan Zhiyan and the others around Lord Kunlun, "Senior Brother Duan, when did you come back!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Elder Xu, I arrived at noon today. ”

If the Lord of Kunlun was born with immortal bones, and Duan Zhiyan had the appearance of an immortal, then Xu Ling looked like a mortal like this.

Xu Ling has been troubled for hundreds of years, especially after becoming an elder of Kunlun, every time he appears at the grand ceremony of the Immortal Family, he looks like a mortal who has blended into it. The face can be called handsome, no matter what he wears, he has no fairy spirit at all, at most he is the son of a rich and wealthy giant.

Just now on the Lingyun Terrace, the child in the arms of the Lord of Kunlun had just woken up, Xu Ling was closest because of curiosity, and the child was frightened, and saw a woman without legs and feet, a man who looked like a profiteer, and the warlock who abducted her and flew thousands of miles said that she came to cultivate immortals, no wonder she didn't believe it.

Therefore, when he met Duan Zhiyan, Lord Kunlun was extremely happy that there was finally a person who could bluff children on this mountain.

"Your Majesty, I don't know how the little junior sister is feeling now? I have already arranged Lingyun Pavilion, I can stay tonight, and the clothes and meals of the little junior sister are also prepared. ”

Xiao Tong turned his face and glanced at him, unabashedly showing suspicious eyes, looked at him, and then looked at Duan Zhiyan on the side, the meaning was too straightforward, Xu Ling was sad from the heart, and wanted to cry without tears, but he still forced a smile and waited for a response.

"Thank you, I came with Xiaoya at noon today, I haven't eaten for almost a day, and I've been making trouble for so long just now, so let's eat first. Lord Kunlun said as he looked at the child whose eyes were looking directly at Duan Zhiyan, he raised his head and also looked at Duan Zhiyan: "This immortal friend, do you want to eat together?"

Duan Zhiyan faced a large and a small earnest eyes, and the sense of embarrassment that had not appeared for many years faintly surfaced in his heart, and he hesitated for a moment but still bowed: "Thank you Lord Kunlun for the invitation, it's just that I have already eaten, and I have agreed to do business with the head, so it is inconvenient to respond, please understand." ”

"It's okay, there will be a chance next time. Lord Kunlun said with a smile, although everyone present knew that this sentence was said to the child in his arms.

After Lord Kunlun left, Jin Yu Xiao paused, "This is Lord Kunlun, Ah Yan, this is really a pity." ”

Duan Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged, he looked in the direction of Lingyuntai, and said, "Lord Kunlun will no longer go into hiding in the future, so there is no need to be so impatient." ”

Jin Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at him: "How do you know?"

Duan Zhiyan looked at his face, shook his head, and walked straight away.

Xu Ling was about to return to his Karakuri Pavilion with Imperial Sword, but after thinking about it, he still kindly walked in front of Jin Yuxiao and reminded him: "Young Master Jin, you have mud on your face." ”

Jin Yuxiao subconsciously touched his face, rubbed a handful of plaster, and the whole person was stunned in place.

After tossing for a whole day, one big and one small finally sat in the Lingyun Pavilion, which had not been visited by anyone for thousands of years.

Lingyun Pavilion is the highest place in Kunlun, built by 30,000 pieces of Xihai Xuanxian Ironwood, ten zhang high, wide as a mortal palace, with countless internal organs, it is the place where the people who opened the mountain in Kunlun Mountain lived ten thousand years ago.

The Lord of Kunlun is not the first Lord of Kunlun, if you really count it, he is the fifth Lord of Kunlun.

In the three thousand years of war, three Kunlun lords fell, and he was the fourth, and he has been until now.

The fifth Kunlun lord floated to Lingyun Platform with the little apprentice in his arms, his toes lightly, and he spread his sleeves in the moonlight like a dancing white crane.

The pane unfolded outward, and the Kunlun Lord stepped into the top floor of Lingyun Pavilion.

Song Ya jumped out of his arms and stepped on the ground of cryolite and was toeed by the ice. Chairman Kunlun sat on the ground, and in an instant, the lights in the entire Lingyun Pavilion lit up together, and the room was as bright as day.

Song Ya rubbed his eyes, the soles of his feet were unbearable from the ice, and he also sat together, and the cold spread to his skin through his clothes. She looked around and saw another world, she never knew there could be so many things in one house. The Bogu shelf clings to the wall, the screen painted with flowers and birds, the birds on it seem to be still moving, and the last bookshelf that cannot be seen at a glance.

"If you were my apprentice, these would be yours. Lord Kunlun spoke.

Song Ya turned his face: "Why?"

"You are my apprentice, and this is naturally yours. ”

Song Ya turned back again: "It's not Lao Tzu's son, how can there be this truth, and if you are really an immortal and you won't die, how can it be mine." "Because I haven't finished changing my teeth, my speech is still leaking, and the tone of my voice is obviously just that of a child, but my words are extremely ruthless.

"How can I not die, the gods will not die, and this place will not be my turn. Lord Kunlun stretched his waist, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at the child with distrust.

You kid really only recognize immortals by his face.

Lord Kunlun's words turned around twice in his stomach and then held back.

"You," the tattered boy sat cross-legged, looking straight at him with a serious expression, "you really didn't lie to me?"

"Nope!"

"Swear, swear! Bring your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

The young man tugged at his sleeve, raised his head and smiled: "This is not good, I have never had parents, let alone ancestors, this poisonous oath is useless." ”

The boy blinked: "Did you pop out of the stone?"

The young man laughed loudly when he heard this: "It's not, it's just that I'm just an abandoned baby picked up by the Kunlun sweeper, without a father or mother, and I grew up in Kunlun." ”

The little boy smacked his teeth, and reminded the young man of the way she stood on the side of the loess road and bargained with the vendors when he first met her, he thought for a moment, raised his head, do you want to form an alliance with me.

"What door?"

"It's an agreement, we can't break it, if we have thoughts and actions that harm each other from now on, we will be backlashed, and backlash is to hurt ourselves in turn. ”

The child still shook his head: "No, I never can't control my desire to hurt people, and I hate you now, so I'm not finished?"

"It's different," the wind blew in through the wide open window behind the young man, lifting the young man's wide sleeves and hair hanging behind his ears, bringing the characteristic coolness of the summer night in the mountains. ”

"How do you know I don't want to kill you?"

With a "bang", a knife was plunged straight into the middle of the two, sinking deep into the ground of cryolite, the warm light flashed on the blade, and Song Ya saw his eyes on it.

Song Ya subconsciously turned his head to look, the birds and birds were still fluttering their wings on the screen, the ancient artifacts placed on the Bogu shelves were not moving, the books on the huge bookshelves did not turn a page, and the top of his head was a high dome, and the beams and woods on it were piled up in a complicated way, and each piece of wood was painted with exquisite patterns that were difficult to see - naturally there was no one.

"You pick it up. ”

Song Ya used some strength and pulled out the knife.

The young man was still sitting on the ground, and with a wave of his hand in the air, the lights in the pavilion dimmed, and suddenly an extremely small light gathered in the air, and in a few breaths, it turned into a long scroll like the Milky Way.

"Take my thoughts as a volume

Take my words as ink

Take my life as proof

I hereby swear

This body is extinct

Extra-corporeal objects

It's all here. ”

The young man's face was illuminated by the starlight, and every word he read went into the mind of the child sitting in the starlight, and the words appeared on the scroll.

The starlight dimmed, the lights were as usual, and what he had just experienced was like a dream, and the child looked at the Kunlun Lord in puzzlement.

"When I die, everything belongs to you, not only this attic, but also my spiritual cultivation, and everything I have belongs to you. ”

"Take that knife and kill me. ”