The sky was blue, a few white clouds were drifting, and a huge red goose egg turned into a scorching sun that scorched the earth. Unnamed trees stand on both sides of the road, shielding pedestrians from the heat.

A palatial float roared along the road, led by four tall horses in front, each with a brocade guard.

"Phew!" the brocade guard grabbed the reins, and the horse stopped. "Alert!" a brocade-clad guard jumped off his horse and hurried to the foot of a tree not far from the roadside, and looked up to see a child hanging on a branch, swaying in the wind.

The brocade-clothed guard hurriedly ran back to the convoy and reported to the most gorgeous carriage: "Mrs. Qiyu, I found a child hanging from a tree in front of me, probably falling from the mountain, and I don't know whether he is alive or dead. ”

"Today is Wei'er's birthday, it's unlucky to see death and not save it, Xiong Jiao, if you die, bury it on the spot, if you still have breath, save it and go with the convoy, and then send it back to his home when it's done, don't miss Wei'er to go up the mountain to learn the Tao. A lazy and delicate voice came from inside the purple cart, and the sound seemed to melt the human body.

"Yes. The stout bear-sturdy man led the way and jumped up and landed on the trunk beside the child, saving the child. I saw that the child's body was thin and small, dressed in a green and white robe, which was already tattered at this time, very light in his arms, his face looked like he was about ten years old, white and clean, his eyes were closed, and there was a scholarly air between his eyebrows.

Xiong Jian reached the child's snort with his hand, and found that the child's breathing was steady, his pulse was surging and strong, and he did not look like he was injured, he pinched the child's middle man, and the child's closed eyes slowly opened, and he saw a man with stubble looking at his face and becoming happy.

"Madam, it's alive, it's a good thing!" said Xiong Jian laughed and flew back.

The robbing guard scolded: "Xiong Jian, what do you think of recklessly!" Of the four guards, he was the only one with a gun, and the others were all swordsmen.

Xiong Jian smiled innocently, disapproving: "Big brother, the blessing of saving people's lives is coming!Of course I'm happy!" After speaking, he stood beside the horse and jumped up, putting the child on his horse's back.

The gun-wielding guard shouted on his horse: "All the team is forward!

"Yes!" the crowd chimed in.

The child was naturally Jiang Ping, and when Jiang Ping woke up, he saw a big beard, and he was shocked in his heart. Because there was a bearded man who almost killed himself with a slap, and he still has lingering palpitations. However, seeing that this honest man laughed without the slightest malice, Jiang Ping let down his guard a little.

The convoy continued to move forward, mighty.

"The four masters in front lead the team, and the gorgeous car in the back seems to be the owner of the team, this should be a very powerful family, but how can I not understand what they say?" Jiang Ping muttered in his heart.

The stubble man asked behind him, Jiang Ping couldn't understand a word, so he could only look at him blankly.

Xiong Jian was depressed, asked so many words, and the little guy in front of him didn't reply to himself at all, did I save a fool?

The other three laughed when they saw it: "Fourth brother, you seem to be unlucky, this little guy is either deaf or dumb." Under the bear's words, a whip slapped on the horse's hips, and the horse galloped in pain.

Jiang Ping watched the surrounding trees recede uncontrollably, thinking secretly in his heart.

"This is no longer Lu Ji Mountain, that ancient voice said to teleport me, teleportation? Maybe it's the means of immortal cultivators. ”

"Where am I, far away from Luji Mountain?

"No, it shouldn't be, otherwise, I wouldn't not be incomprehensible to the stubble man's words. ”

"I'm going back depending on my strength?"

"For the ancient voice, the strength should be that I have the strength of an immortal cultivator, right? But what level should I reach?"

"The owner of the ancient voice is called the Wood Emperor, so he must be very powerful. ”

"I can't even find the Immortal Cultivator Sect, how can I increase my strength? Emperor Mu is too, and he doesn't teach me a few powerful exercises, and he doesn't introduce me to the matter of immortal cultivators, he has lived for more than a thousand years, why is he in such a hurry to die!"

......

"Since he saved my parents and relatives, why not let me help him once!"

Jiang Ping didn't think much about it, since Emperor Mu said that he could go back if he had the strength, then improve his strength! Hey, the convoy stopped?

"Phew!"

Jiang Ping raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see dozens of people standing in the middle of the road in front of him, holding knives or holding swords, the ice blades shining blue light under the setting sun, and at a glance, he knew that there was something highly poisonous.

The leader was different, he was dressed in white, and even the scabbard was snow-white, with only a few jewels and jade.

"The one who came is not good!" Jiang Ping thought about it in his heart, looked at his own people, and did not look panicked.

"Mrs. Lu, Young Master Lu, someone paid 30,000 gold to buy the lives of the two of you, do you think it's expensive?" The white-clothed swordsman held his sword to his chest, his face was smiling, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

"Bai Impermanence Bailu!" the gun-wielding guard snorted coldly, "Your business of killing people and selling goods is getting more and more excessive, even our Lu family dares to provoke?" The golden spear was about a foot long, and he slammed it on the ground with his hand.

The white-clothed swordsman Bai Lu smiled: "Of course I had to give some face when Old Man Lu was there, but Old Man Lu has not returned for three years, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive, and Lu Jing is not a climate, who in the Lu family can stop me? ”

Jiang Ping was so confused that he couldn't understand anything at all, and the only one who could understand that the white-clothed swordsman was going to rob this convoy. "There should be a master in the team, if the negotiation fails, I can't resist my half-baked martial arts." ”

"Madam, although this white deer is not a good thing, and it is even more despicable to be a person, but the martial arts are really powerful, our four brothers are not his opponents, you see ......"

At this time, the lazy voice of the gorgeous car came: "Mr. Zhong, someone wants the lives of our mother and son, do you agree?"

There was an inconspicuous gray caravan in front of the gorgeous car, and I only heard a cold snort inside, full of impatience: "I thought that no one would open their eyes, and there was a small thief near Shenlai Valley!"

"Bang!" the roof of the car exploded, and a person flew out, stepping into the void, and flying towards the white-clothed swordsman.

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes suddenly condensed: "Old Ghost Zhong! It's you! Run!"

"You can't run, kill you, even if I pay off their Lu family's favor, it's your honor to do something for the old man. ”

The white-clothed swordsman cursed angrily in his heart, and when he saw his companion running for his life in the same direction, he was angry and shouted: "Are you all stupid, run separately!

The lazy voice said again: "Brother Xiong, let's move on." Don't miss Wei'er's time, the two immortal masters will not wait for us mortals. ”

"Yes, ma'am!" the Xiong brothers promised.

Jiang Ping saw it, and the convoy moved forward again, and he found that until he arrived at Shenlai Valley, he didn't see the old man come back.

"Camp!" the Xiong brothers snorted, and the convoy stopped. The Xiong brothers arranged for the convoy to fix the prepared tent on the ground, and spread thick straw and leather goods on the inside of the tent, and laid out mattresses......

I saw seven or eight tents slowly erected, and everyone was in good order, apparently well-trained.

Jiang Ping looked around, except for the big trees and some low vegetation, there was nothing special here, and he didn't know why they settled here.

Well, Jiang Ping found himself being picked up and walked to the tent, only to know that the bearded man had arranged himself in his tent.

"@#¥%......&*()," said the bearded man.

Jiang Ping could understand if he didn't understand, and nodded. The bearded man was instantly pleased, and said a lot of things to the other companions. Jiang Ping guessed that he should have shown off to his companions that he communicated with him.

Jiang Ping was already tired, lying in the comfortable bed, and fell asleep after a while.

Very tired, slept very soundly, and the dream was also very beautiful, he cultivated immortals, successfully returned to Luji Mountain, and found Zhao Wenjun, Zhao Wenjun has grown into a big girl, very beautiful, but himself, eh, why is he so short, the same as when he left......

"No!"

Jiang Ping sat up suddenly!

“（）*&......%￥”

"So many people talking together?" Jiang Ping was curious, poking his head out of the tent.

Three bright moons hung in the sky, bright and bright, illuminating the whole earth, and all the things on the earth could be seen clearly.

The people in the convoy were neatly dressed and knelt on the ground neatly and respectfully, as if they were worshipping someone. Jiang Ping looked at it smoothly and saw two young men in cyan robes floating in the sky, talking to each other as if no one was around.

A beautiful young woman summoned a child and told him to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

The young man hanging in the air took out a cyan stone and put it on the child's forehead, only to see the cyan stone emit a pale white light, the young man shook his head, "......&*()"

The young woman immediately changed color, her face turned pale, and she said a few words hurriedly, and the young man shook his head.

"Senior brother, the Lu family has not had an immortal root for ten generations, and the last life of the patriarch surnamed Lu is over so far, and we should go back to restore the master's life. The young man turned to his companion.

The companion nodded: "Yes." We are conscientious, and we won't be annoyed if we want to come to the master, let's go back quickly, maybe we can get one or two disciples with good qualifications, otherwise, the next time we are defeated by the apprentice of the junior brother, my Hongyi's face will be completely thrown into the bottom of Yilin Lake. ”

"Two immortal masters, what are your qualifications?"

Among the kneeling people on the ground, a crisp child's voice rang out.