Night, Xuanyuan view.

The master and apprentice had dinner, and Xiao Yi lit an oil lamp in the master's house.

Qingyun Dao Chief's house was at the back of the main hall, and it was equally simple inside. He sat down on the couch with his eyes closed.

Xiao Yi came to him, found a futon and sat opposite the master.

"Master, I remember that we don't have the kung fu of the Xuanyuan Temple! Could it be that the Xuanyuan Sword Technique can also be used on the points?"

"Oh! Xiao Yi also saw it?" the long eyebrows twitched, and the Qingyun Dao Chang opened his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Hey, hey, that's! You don't always look at who Little One is. Xiao Yi is a good disciple of the master, or is he the twenty-first generation master of the Xuanyuan Temple!" Taking advantage of the master's good interest, Xiao Yi said hurriedly and obediently.

"Hehe, you stinky boy, naughty!" Qingyun Daoist also smiled, changing his usual appearance of a master who was silent in front of people.

Xiao Yi knew that as long as the master and apprentice were alone, the master was very gentle and casual. Sometimes he fights with Xiao Yi and tells jokes, but there is no majesty in the past. Only when the master does not speak, the old face and lonely demeanor, the upright body and the eyes that are contained in the eyes will make Xiao Yi feel that the master at this time is a tree, a cypress on the top of the mountain, lonely, but has experienced vicissitudes. And this tree is Xiao Yi's only reliance in this world.

Looking at Xiao Yi's inquiring and focused gaze, Daoist Qingyun was very pleased. He knew that Xiao Yi was intelligent, simple and honest. At a young age, he suffered a lot with himself, but he did not improve his good nature. Although it is a bit naughty and active, these are ordinary for a child who is only thirteen years old. Entrusting the future of Xuanyuan Guan to such a child, Qingyun Daoist has an indescribable bitterness and helplessness in his heart.

Raising a little one by yourself may not be for other reasons. For more than ten years, although the two have grown up and are very far apart, this kind of family affection like father and son is a fact. This is also what makes the elders of Qingyun Dao feel very relieved. It's just that now that he has failed to cultivate in his life, Shouyuan is exhausted day by day, and it is false to say that there are no regrets. How can you easily abandon the dream of pursuing a lifetime?

But now Qingyunzi still has a wish, which is to teach Xiao Yi what he has learned in his life as much as possible, and to make Xiao Yi's future road easier. No matter what happens to Xuanyuanguan in the future, no matter what path Xiaoyi takes in the future, at least when he leaves here, he will worry less about Xiaoyi's future and pray more!

Seeing that the master was silent again, Xiao Yi approached the master, gently pulled the sleeve of the master's robe, tilted his head, and said, "Master, tell Xiao Yi about it!"

"Hehe! That's how people get old. Master is distracted again! Okay, Master will tell Xiao Yi more tonight. Qing Yunzi touched Xiao Yi's head and said. Xiao Yi didn't say anything more sensible, waiting for the master to speak.

"Being a teacher is not a young cultivator like you. When I met your master who traveled everywhere, that is, when my master was too long, I was twenty years old. He is an old man with very high martial arts, but his reputation in the rivers and lakes is not obvious, because he has no intention of chasing fame and fortune in the red dust, and Xuanyuan Guan has declined, and even fewer people know him. The old man traveled thousands of miles of territory in the Shang Dynasty, looking for teachers and Taoists everywhere, hoping to obtain the supreme method of becoming an immortal and attaining the Tao...... Huh?"

Daoist Qingyun paused, and when he saw that Xiao Yi was scratching his head, he suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry, listen to the teacher slowly!"

"Hmm! Xiao Yi knows, the master continued!" Xiao Yi replied obediently.

"Back then, I was as curious as you, and I didn't believe in the theory of becoming an immortal. And your ancestor told me that he had the fate to see the immortal flying with the sword in the sky in the east of the Shang Dynasty, on the seashore thousands of miles away. Your ancestor decided that this was a great opportunity, so he begged the immortal to accept him as an apprentice, but the immortal told him that he was not an immortal either. ”

Speaking of this, Daoist Qingyun pondered again, but he squinted at Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi's eyes were wide open when he was teased by the master, and he hurriedly stuck out his tongue at the master and made a mockery.

After Qingyun Dao Chang smiled, he twisted his long beard in his hand, and then said: "This immortal said that he is just an immortal cultivator, not a real immortal. And there are no immortals in this world. Your master is determined to worship him as a teacher, so as to seek the way to cultivate immortals. But this person said that your ancestor did not have immortal roots, so he had no such opportunity. Your ancestor asked what the immortal root was. This person said that the heavens and the earth are chaotic, and the birth of yin and yang is divided into five elements, and the innate root of the five elements is the immortal root, but there may not be one person with the immortal root. After answering your ancestor's words, this man went away with his sword. ”

"That's Edgeworth's flight! like a bird, unrestrained......"

Qing Yunzi twisted his beard in his hands, and his eyes looked at the flickering lights, and there was a beating light flickering in his eyes. In the silence of Xuanyuanguan, only his deep and long voice sounded.

"Your ancestor has the immortal inheritance of Xuanyuan Temple, but he can't get started, and he is unwilling! And for the inheritance of Xuanyuan Temple, he accepted me as a disciple. I also admired Master's peak martial arts, and I was also obsessed with the Immortal Family Exercises, so I accompanied Master back to Xuanyuan Temple. One hundred years after Master, I continued to travel as Master had done in previous years. Seventy years! How many ups and downs have we experienced, and how unbearable it is!"

"However, as a teacher, based on the health regimen, I have also learned the kung fu and Qihuang techniques of the rivers and lakes, and I also know a little about the points that can be used by the masters of the rivers and lakes. However, there must be a special acupoint technique. And my Xuanyuanguan swordsmanship is extraordinary, the sword path is extremely accurate, and the acupoints are not inferior to the acupoints of the rivers and lakes. ”

"Many years ago, I met Yuan Wanzhang of the Taiping Dart Bureau who was injured in a fight, and I came to treat him. At that time, I remember that he was injured externally, and today I see that he suffered internal injuries. The dart board has used medicine to invigorate his blood, but the qi and blood are stasified in the chest, so that people can't wake up. I used my internal strength to point at the acupuncture points, which was to dredge the blood and activate the blood, and finally hit the lung Yu acupoints, the chest was bruised and cleared, and the breath was unimpeded, and the person naturally woke up. ”

"The meridian acupuncture points of the human body are connected with the meridians of medical science, and they can be used to generate internal strength and a point on the acupuncture points, which is the so-called point acupoint. This way can save people and kill people!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yi nodded secretly, what the master said made sense, such as the jade pillow, Tianzhu and other acupoints behind the human head, the different levels of force are also different effects, and under heavy blows, people can be killed instantly.

"Twelve years ago, I became tired of Yunyou, and I was no longer attached to the art of becoming an immortal. And he is old, even if he has a chance, it is too late, so he turns back to Xuanyuan View. Near the town of Tianping, a hundred miles away, you will meet the mountain people who have been plagued by bandits, including your parents......"

Speaking of this, Qingyun Dao Chief's expression became solemn.

Xiao Yi looked at the master in surprise when he heard this. I remember that I had asked Master about my background, but Master didn't want to say it, and after that, he never spoke up in front of Master again. Master, what's wrong?

"There's no fuss, when it's time to say it, that's it. ”

Daoist Qingyun patted Xiao Yi's head.

"Your father's name is Lin Kaishan. Your family is in a village called Xiao Tianao near Tianping Town, and you should have an uncle at home.

Your parents entrusted you to me, and I brought you back to Xuanyuanguan. ”

"That'...... Then how did my parents die at that time, and where was the bandit who killed my parents?" Xiao Yi asked with a pale face.

"I don't know! I don't know! I don't know! I don't know! I don't know! I can't help you, I'll look it up for myself later! Qingyun Dao flicked his sleeves, as casual as usual, and drove Xiao Yi a little impatiently.

Xiao Yi, who seemed to have woken up, hurriedly replied, "I know Master, you can rest in peace!" said and blew out the lights for Master, and watched Master disappear in the dark, he slowly retreated.

"Don't forget to send some silver to Lao Lu under the mountain tomorrow morning!"

Master Cang Lao's voice came from behind him with a hint of exhaustion, Xiao Yi paused for a moment, and then walked out silently.

......

The moon is like water, bathing in the Lying Niu Stone and the small one on the stone.

On the top of the immortals tonight, there is not a trace of wind, quietly.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Yi sat quietly cross-legged.

After a long time, the primary one could not be settled. In my mind, I will be Xiao Tianao, my father Lin Kaishan, I will be the immortal who flies with the sword, and I will be the old face of the master......

Shaking his head and putting aside his cranky thoughts for a while, Xiao Yi slowly opened his eyes. For some reason, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart. When he was thirteen years old, his parents' appearance was very vague, and most of them appeared in dreams, although there was an inexplicable sadness and a faint sense of loss in his heart, but what kind of mood this was, he couldn't figure it out or see through. Perhaps, this is just a kind of blood and family affection!

Master is the only relative in the world!

How good it is to be able to fly! like a bird......

Xiao Yi was also fascinated by the kind of situation that the master said could be free from the world. But these are not the reasons, what is it that makes me feel uneasy?

......

Under the same moonlight, the immortals are hundreds of miles away, and the black wind outlet.

In the Black Wind Village next to the Black Wind Mouth, the torches in the Juyi Hall were bright, and a stretcher was placed on the ground in the middle of the house, on which lay a man covered in strips of cloth, soaked in blood.

Five or six figures swayed around the stretcher.

The big boss Liu Yidao was anxiously pacing back and forth in place, and on his oily face, a scar crossed half of his cheeks. The torch is bright and dark, and the purple and red scar on his face is even more hateful.

Next to him stood a thin middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, bowing his head and muttering silently. Its face is charred yellow, with a few sparse rat whiskers under its jaw, and a pair of rat eyes that are constantly moving. This is the military advisor of the cottage, known as Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu stared at the sleepy man on the stretcher, and said quietly: "This Mr. Qian, Qian Daxia! What is the master of the Jianghu faction, what is the master of the Jianghu faction, what is the master of the Jianghu faction, what is the Jianghu master, what do you say to give us a rich and noble ......?"

Liu Yidao interrupted Mr. Wu with a hateful voice: "We helped him not hesitate to turn his face against the Taiping Dart Bureau and rob the dart for him." Hmph! He's good, he was slashed like this by Yuan Wanzhang of the Taiping Dart Bureau, and he didn't die. Where are we going to ask for any wealth? It's not that I think of him and what kind of big faction he is, Lao Tzu, I ...... it," he said, and his expression couldn't help but show a hint of jealousy.

"Big brother, what's so strange about the goods delivered by this dart that is worthy of him to come to a hall master in person and promise us great benefits?"

A wicked man asked. This is Liu Yidao's brother, the second leader of Heifeng Village, named Qian Hu.

Liu Yidao glared at Qian Hu, silently returned to a wooden chair in the middle of the hall, sat down, and sighed.

"Hey, hey, I'll talk about it!" Mr. Wu laughed dryly.

"According to the report of the cottage brothers, this dart is a batch of stones imported from neighboring countries by the Tianlong faction, the largest faction in the rivers and lakes. I don't know what the gold of this batch of stones is. I don't know why I don't use my own people to escort me, but let the ordinary dart game come to this dart. And the Qian Hall Master of the Canghai Gang took the initiative to come to the door and promised that as long as we helped him rob this batch of stones, there would be people from the Canghai Gang to respond. After the deed is completed, we can become a member of his Canghai Gang. The big boss is the master of the Black Wind Hall, and he will always be protected by the Canghai Gang. ”

"If we don't agree to this condition, we can get a reward of 100,000 taels. But we must keep this matter completely secret, otherwise, they will not admit this matter afterwards, and they will take the opportunity to eradicate my Black Wind Village. ”

"Damn! Now that we've robbed the dart, this Mr. Qian is seriously injured, and no one has sent a message to the Canghai Gang. We can't eat a pile of rocks if we guard them!" Qian Hu roared loudly.

"Hmph! blame me for being confused for a while, and I responded to this. This Mr. Qian asked a few Lang Zhong on the mountain and down the mountain for treatment, but his injuries are still unknown, and he is still unknown whether he is alive or dead. We can't rely on the Canghai Gang just yet. And Yuan Wanzhang's life and death are also unknown, if their dart game is fighting with us for life and death, do we have to go back to the thousands of miles of Taiping Mountains to drill ravines?"

"Yuan Wanzhang is not dead. Mr. Wu replied with a twist on the whiskers and shaking his head.

"What? Why don't I know, Mr. Wu......" Liu Yidao looked gloomy and asked sharply.

Mr. Wu leaned down and said with a frightened face: "Just now, the brother under the mountain Pegasus came to report, saying that Yuan Wanzhang of the Taiping Dart Bureau was rescued and woke up today, and he has not had time to report to the big boss, please forgive the big boss, forgive the sin!"

Looking at Mr. Wu's cautious appearance, Liu Yidao snorted with satisfaction: "Yuan Wanzhang's injury is also very serious, I haven't heard of any famous Langzhong in Taiping Town! Otherwise, ......" Liu Yidao hesitated in his heart, and he frowned and glanced at the stretcher on the ground.

"Back to the big boss!"

Mr. Wu's eyes rolled sharply, and he stepped forward with a wicked smile on his face and said, "I heard that it was the old Taoist priest of Xuanyuan Temple who rescued him!" Seeing Liu Yidao staring at himself with wide eyes, he flattered and said: "I heard that although this old Taoist priest is old, he has excellent medical skills, not to mention that there are two masters and apprentices in that Taoist temple, who usually come alone and are not very eye-catching." This is all bothered by his brothers. ”

Liu Yidao stood up and said loudly: "Good ——!"