"Master, so I have to complete this task? Actually, you can always find Senior Brother Guanzhong, they are all wise and brave, and they are unparalleled in the world......

"Ahem, everyone comes to this world with their own mission, everything is predetermined, and this is your mission. If there is no yesterday, how can there be today, if there is no summer, how can autumn come ......"

Yi Shaotian hurriedly said: "Master, I don't know the apprentice in summer and autumn, but the apprentice understands a little, and the apprentice must go all out." He was afraid that the master would tell him a bunch of big truths again, and he was quite unwilling to accept the order.

The Chief of the Empty Dao nodded with satisfaction.

Yi Shaotian took the scroll and carefully unfolded the painting with his hand, only to see a strong Dao momentum gushing out of the scroll, and a spiritual light turned into nine stunning beauties in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

The head of Bukong Dao smiled a little embarrassedly: "Ahem, I want to finish painting as a teacher, but I was poisoned by the demon and couldn't do it." Ahem, but when you touch them, the Nine True Pictures will beat non-stop, and you can conclude that this is the person. ”

Yi Shaotian flipped to the end and found that there was still a portrait of himself on it, and said puzzledly: "Why is there still my portrait?"

"After my deduction, I found that your fate is closely related to them, you need to find them as soon as possible to exorcise the demons, if this task cannot be completed, I am afraid that your life will end very tragically. ”

"Miserable? could it be worse than I am now?"

Bukong Dao Chang smiled: "Are you also miserable? I'm afraid that it will be even more miserable when the time comes...... Miserable!"

Seeing that the master's expression didn't seem to be fake, Yi Shaotian was dumbfounded, and was stunned for a long time before he said: "The sea of people is vast, how difficult is this?"

Bukong Dao Chang nodded with a smile and chanted: "Everything is fate, everything is fate, everything is illusory, everything is fate......"

Yi Shaotian sighed: "Master, the disciple is afraid that he has the heart to be powerless and lacks skills, you look at the way I am now, how can I still be in the mood to save the world, if I can marry Hui Rong'er, I will be satisfied." ”

Bukong Dao said seriously: "Ahem, do you think I'm joking?"

"Master, does this nine-tailed fox demon really exist?"

Bukong Dao said: "Cough, listen carefully, this fox king from the demon world to the world must have a conspiracy to harm mankind, this is your mission to maintain justice, read thousands of books to maintain peace in the world, save the people from fire and water, and assist the peace of the world." ”

Yi Shaotian was surprised: "Disciple understands, it's just such a difficult task, is there any surprise reward?"

Bukong Dao Chang smiled: "When you complete the task, you will have a great achievement in your own life, and you will be accompanied by nine peerless beauties, why not?"

Yi Shaotian was puzzled: "Master, seeing that you are smiling so old and treacherous, I am very worried, do you still have any talisman magic weapons, or demon slaying artifacts or anything like that?" Or what kind of great immortal pill will make me a god immediately?"

Bukong Dao Chang had a black line on his face, and said very calmly: "As a scholar, you think a little too much, and you don't have any of these." Okay, I'm dying, I'm going to rest. ”

"Wait, Master, don't you see what serious illness I have? My body ......"

As he spoke, the empty road was as long as a gust of wind swept out, leaving only an afterimage.

Yi Shaotian shouted: "Master, aren't you about to be poisoned?"

Then another gust of wind blew, and the chief of the empty road had an old and quaint book in his hand.

He stuffed the book to Yi Shaotian, grabbed his pulse with one hand and said: "Oh, Shaotian, you have eaten a strange fruit, and the meridians in your body have been cleared, this book was written by me many years ago, you can take a good look at it." ”

After speaking, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared without a trace.

In the howling wind, the voice of the master came again: "In any case, these nine true pictures must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, and this picture is related to the rise and fall of the society and all living beings." ”

Yi Shaotian opened his mouth wide and said, "What I said is quite mysterious. ”

Yi Shaotian held the book in his hand, opened his mouth for a long time, and finally muttered: "Stinky Dao Chief, there is still a collection of books?"

He sniffed it, there was a peculiar smell on this book, it seemed that this book had been kept close to him.

Yi Shaotian sighed: "Master is really old and confused, I have also read this book, there are a total of 3,700 books in this scripture pavilion, 2,107 paintings, how many times have I copied and painted, and finally I copied this book." ”

He flipped through it, only to find that this was a travelogue, recording the allusions to the deeds of Master Bukong's walking in the rivers and lakes hundreds of years ago, as well as handwritten notes such as sealing demons and exorcising ghosts.

Yi Shaotian was speechless in shock, and muttered, "Old man, how long have you lived?"

He casually flipped through a page, on which was painted a wild fruit that emitted a blue light in the dark night and looked like a spirit monkey, which was exactly the same as the fruit he had eaten by mistake, except that the monkey fruit he devoured emitted a golden light.

"Oh, by the way, isn't it true that Master Kong gave me this book to remind me of the spiritual fruit, and the fruit painted in this book is somewhat similar to my own accidental consumption of foreign fruits. ”

Yi Shaotian looked at the small print below the picture, which read, "The land of Shenzhou can give birth to a magical spirit fruit every tens of thousands of years, and this fruit is conceived by the essence of heaven and earth, which is rare in 10,000 years." According to verification, this fruit is blue when it is 5,000 years old, golden when it is 10,000 years old, and red when it is 100,000 years old. Because this fruit is conceived by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and grows in the fairy mist fairyland, it is called the fairy spirit fruit, and it is the treasure that people who ask for immortals to ask for the Tao. ”

It turned out that Yi Shaotian mistakenly ate the fairy spirit fruit, but why did he have side effects when he ate it? And this fruit seems to have been given to him by the bird in the painting.

Then he turned to the next page and whispered, "...... Self-eating fairy spirit fruit, although the body has been transformed and replaced, it is a pity that the fragile body of the divine soul cannot resist the power of this fruit, which is not digested and endured by ordinary mortals, and for a long time, it will make people miserable and unbearable, and finally the soul explodes......

Yi Shaotian was amazed and flipped through the book, in addition to the cultivation method of returning to the gods, there were also some miscellaneous records of exorcism.

He was not particularly interested in these, as an ambitious scholar, he did not think of becoming a charlatan except for traveling in the mountains and rivers, chanting poetry and painting.

Before dawn, he had no sleep, so he meditated and cultivated.

In addition to the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Yi Shaotian also has one thing, that is, his internal strength is also deep in the true inheritance of the long way of the empty way, although he mainly reads and paints, but his martial arts are also quite successful, but he is not known to outsiders, and Master Bukong is also strictly forbidden to show him in front of outsiders.

The chief of the empty road strictly requires him to pay attention to the unity of mind and spirit, and the combination of internal and external in order to create wonderful calligraphy and painting.

With a deep foundation of internal strength, in order to achieve the true unity of mind and spirit, the iron pen is free to wield handy, and the calligraphy and painting works can finally be extraordinary, which makes people never get tired of seeing and have endless aftertaste.

Therefore, Yi Shaotian's paintings are difficult to imitate, and the charm in the paintings faintly contains a different Taoist momentum, such as a pot of old wine, which is fascinating.

Yi Shaotian's martial arts cultivation was only for the purpose of improving the qi of the Wen Dao, and he felt that these two forces were inextricably linked and mysterious on some levels.

Naturally, the pen used by Yi Shaotian is also different, because ordinary bamboo pens, once filled with internal force, will explode instantly, so his pen is made of fine iron.

Unfortunately, all his pen prints were stolen by thieves last night, and he denounced this kind of thief who took advantage of his frustration and drunkenness to steal his belongings.

Before you know it, the sun is scorching.

Yi Shaotian has practiced once according to the heart method of returning to the gods, because he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has already mastered the true transmission of the long way of not empty, and has already perfected the martial arts cultivation of this school, plus the master opened up the second vein of Ren Du for him many years ago, and now he has eaten the spiritual fruit by mistake, and the meridians and acupoints in the body have long been cleared, so the practice of returning to the gods is easy and easy, and he has mastered the return to the gods overnight, he carefully observed the changes in the skin on his body, took out the bronze mirror from his arms and took a photo, his appearance did not recover back, but he did not go back to life, it seems that this exercise has some doorways, and he can't help but be happy in his heart, and continue to run for a few weeks。

After completing his cultivation, he felt that his body was extremely comfortable and relaxed, reducing the abnormality and oppression brought by many spirit fruits, and his audio-visual ability seemed to have been upgraded to a higher level.

He was radiant and in a good mood, and walked out humming a little song.

He came to an elegant wooden house, which was his small residence in the Taoist temple, and as a lay disciple, he could have his own independent elegant residence, which was extraordinary.

Of course, this is still in the face of his father, his father Yi Tiande is a big businessman in Yuzhou, and he has a good personal relationship with the real people and the Xuanmiaoguan, and the renovation and reconstruction of the entire Taoist temple is all made by Yi Tiande who took the lead in donating, so Yi Shaotian is also supported by the brothers in the Xuanmiaoguan.

Yi Shaotian took a shower and changed into a clean Taoist robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome, indescribably chic and elegant, faintly exuding extraordinary ease.

He put away the nine true pictures close to his body, held a folding fan in his hand, and moved to look at the flowers leisurely.

Soon, he came to the residence of the real person, and the smell of wine wafted in front of him with the wind, and he saw two fifty-year-old disciples kneeling outside the door with sad faces, and the smell of alcohol was smoking.

Yi Shaotian asked, "Two senior brothers, what's wrong?"

The two looked back at Yi Shaotian, and after looking at it for a while, an elderly fat Taoist said, "Who are you?" Wearing the clothes of Qingfeng's junior brother, you still look a little like Qingfeng, are you his son or his nephew?"

Yi Shaotian scolded with a smile: "Bah, who can wear this robe so fresh, handsome, and chic?"

Although Yi Shaotian is a disciple of the Xuanmiaoguan layman, he also has a number, except for the elders who call him Shaotian in private, except for the elders who call him Shaotian in private, the general brothers call him the Taoist name Qingfeng.

Another slender Taoist elder opened his eyes wide and said, "You are really Senior Brother Qingfeng, I haven't seen you for a while, why do you look fresh and young in skin." ”