"Brother Shan, Ping'er is still so young, I really want Ping'er to pursue that ethereal fairy road, I ......"

"Sister Fang!"

In the main room of a large courtyard building in the south of Qingshan Town, a middle-aged man in a light yellow robe, with good facial features and a high nose, interrupted the words of a middle-aged woman in a lace blue robe with a light body.

"Alas, everyone's path is different!"

The middle-aged man named Brother Shan sighed, regained his gentle temperament, gently grabbed the light woman's hand, looked at the woman who was still jade-looking, and said softly: "Fangmei, Ping'er is different from Feng'er, Ping'er's child, he is destined not to be ordinary, not to mention the ...... of his vision when he was born." ”

The woman who was called Fang Mei looked up at her husband, whose manes were slightly dyed and crow's feet appeared in the corners of her eyes, thought for a while, and gradually regained her calm.

A month later, the kitchen of Yufu slaughtered pigs and sheep, and the servants were busy. The main hall and the side rooms were unusually quiet, only two girls stood on both sides of the door at the door of the main hall, and on both sides of the incense table under the main hall nearly thirty meters away from the door, Yu Xiangshan sat and talked with an old man in a gray robe with silver hair and black spots on his face and spirits.

Next to the two of them, there was a lid cup on each table, which was filled with hot tea, and the fragrance wafted in the faintly rising hot mist.

"Brother Ma, the dog will leave it to you," Yu Xiangshan said as he sat down and arched his hand towards the old man sitting in front of him.

Today, Yu Xiangshan is dressed formally, wearing a white robe, with blue patterns embroidered on the golden lace from the neckline to the edge of the robe, and the wide belt around the waist is very matching with the collar, not like a businessman, but a Confucian scholar.

"Brother Yu is polite, don't talk about our old friendship for nearly 20 years, Cuihua's mother and son are also taken care of, don't be so polite. The old man surnamed Ma took a sip of tea, glanced at Yu Xiangshan and said: "Besides, I can only lead your son into the mountain gate, and everything depends on his blessings." ”

The next day, Yu Ping stepped into the carriage with the old man surnamed Ma in the expectant and reluctant eyes of his parents, and watched his mother Wang Fang on the carriage holding his father's right sleeve and Yu Ping, who was about to deform and followed closely with him, and his eyes were red at this time.

"Drive!"

The carriage was speeding on the official road, and it took a long time for Yu Ping to come back to his senses, as if he had lost something, empty, and that excitement was gone.

Just now, I have been recalling the bits and pieces of my previous home at home, and the days were peaceful and worry-free, studying in the morning and practicing and playing in the afternoon, which was a very peaceful and superior life.

The family's cloth village is also very famous in Qingshan Town, and the business is very good, so that the elder brother Yu Feng, who is still out purchasing, has no time to rush back to send himself, and he has heard the legend of the immortals from the old master Guo of the private school, and he is even more sure in his father's conversation in the middle of the night last night, and he is now going to such a fairy gate.

Go here, for yourself and for your family!

The loss of leaving home slowly receded, and her delicate face was full of hope and perseverance.

The carriage traveled for five days, crossing several small towns, before stopping halfway up a rocky mountain.

A single stone post station built on the mountain is very conspicuous, this place is called Shimen Pass, which already belongs to the territory of Shimen City.

In the past few days, Yu Ping learned something that he had never learned before from the old man called Ma Gang, who saw that this child born in a wealthy family had a very sweet mouth, but he was quite reasonable when talking at a young age, not impatient, good at thinking, and the old man surnamed Ma was very happy.

didn't hide anything from Yu Ping, and it was a blessing for him to be able to get his wishes, or it was also a good fate.

In addition to telling Yu Ping about some high-ranking deeds in the cultivation realm, it was more about some things to pay attention to when entering the sect, and Yu Ping, who only knew that the sect was called Luoxia Sect before, was shocked when he heard it, and the old man surnamed Ma was calmly narrating all the way, only occasionally revealing a trace of worry.

After the carriage entered the yard of the post station, the old man surnamed Ma stopped talking, and Yu Ping followed calmly.

The inn is more like a strange stone house, a tall gray stone door that no trace of the stone was chiseled back then, and a little moss is covered with it, but it exudes a dull gloom.

Entering the stone gate, the yard is very large, the old man surnamed Ma led the horse alone to the backyard stable, bolted it, and then came out with Yu Ping's familiar turn through a few closed doors, and came to a room with a faint yellow light from the open door.

There was only one bald old man in the room wearing the same gray robe as the old man surnamed Ma, sitting behind the copy, sitting cross-legged, because the room was dimly lit, the whole room looked gloomy and had a stale smell.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Ma entered the house with Yu Ping, he just opened his eyes and closed his eyes and said, "Ma Gang, it's still early." ”

"It's okay, go back to the sect early. ”

Ma Bang answered and walked straight to the copywriter, picked up a notebook and opened it to remember. After remembering, he took a few small black iron pieces hanging on the wall next to the copywriting and turned around and walked out, Yu Ping also followed, as for the old man who sat on his feet, he only opened his eyes and asked from beginning to end, and he turned a blind eye to Yu Ping, and he never looked at it.

The post station didn't stay for a long time, this is the line change point set up by the Luoxia Sect in the world, and the bald old man's room let Yu Ping wait in the courtyard for a while, and then he didn't know where to pull out a tall and mighty dragon beard BMW, this horse is enough to have two tall horses in the ordinary,* , The limbs are more like four pillars to support the ground, the horse's back appears to be very flat, the big head is pointed and the mouth is sharp, and a one-meter-long chopstick-thin whisker grows on both sides of the lower jaw, bending or swinging up and down alone, the dragon beard BMW comes from this, belongs to the fierce beast that is served, and can kick an ordinary tiger to death when it is fierce. The horse gang had already told Yu Ping in the carriage when he came.

At this time, the dragon beard BMW was very docile on all fours, but the slightly small nostrils under the big head kept snorting, spewing out a large cloud of mist.

Out of the post station, all the way up, the dragon beard BMW galloped all the way, one moment in the valley and dense forest, one moment on the smooth ridge, Yu Ping and the caravan sat on the flat horseback very smoothly.

After half a day, there is no longer a road on the mountain, at a glance, there are ancient trees everywhere, the short trees are like malnutrition only grow trunks, and they are growing upwards with great efforts, the forest is full of rotten and fresh air, the gray and yellow fallen leaves are paved layer by layer, and occasionally you can see the bare boulders being ground without edges and corners, only the inky blue moss is left crawling all over, and from a distance it looks like a beast lying there, waiting for the appearance of the prey.

Yu Ping was not afraid, watching the dragon beard BMW gallop on its own, in addition to digesting the conversation with the horse gang in the past few days, he was looking forward to the life after entering the sect.

I don't know how far I have run in the deep mountains, but I can only see that the distance is full of clouds and mist.

Finally, when it was almost dark, in front of a cliff, the dragon beard BMW stopped, only to see the horse gang from the arms to take out the small prismatic iron piece of the post station, against the cliff, only to see with the faint blue light emitted by the iron sheet, the front is like a layer of water curtain opened, revealing a large piece of scenery, a moment will be clear, a smooth and neat stone road is in the cliff at the foot, opposite the cliff, the simple and tall boulder mountain gate stands there, the middle of the door eyebrows two ancient characters "Luoxia." "It looks majestic, ruthless, and looks at it and feels simple and natural, and there are no traces of the axe and chisel at all.

The distance was only a dozen meters, and Yu Ping couldn't close his mouth a little.

The dragon bearded BMW entered the door in the blink of an eye.

It looks like a town at the glance, with rows of courtyards and bungalows, and the gray-and-white style is located in an orderly manner, and further down it is just patches of mist.

The wide and smooth bluestone pavement is full of people, mixed with people and beasts, basically all dressed in gray robes in a hurry, and there are also some people in green robes in the gray robes.

From words and deeds, the status of the green robe is higher than that of the gray robe.

While walking, Yu Ping came to a large courtyard called the Miscellaneous Service Hall with the caravan, and the caravan followed the steward He in the side hall and took Yu Ping directly into the main hall with a few words.

In the main hall, there was a middle-aged man in a white robe sitting behind the desk, but the eagle's nose and eyes were slightly out of balance; there were some people standing sparsely in the courtyard, also middle-aged and old men in gray robes, and there were one or two young men the size of Yu Ping standing next to them, Yu Ping and the Ma Gang were honestly at the back, listening to the Ma Gang and the gray-robed middle-aged man in front of them talking carefully. It turned out that these teenagers who were about the same size as themselves in front of them were also waiting to be tested to enter the sect, but under the guidance of the middle-aged gray robe, I saw some young people from the family who sounded prominent in front of me.

"The Horse Gang has seen Hall Master Xu. ”

"Little Yu Ping has seen Lord Xu. Yu Ping also bowed.

After the visit, Ma Bang took out a small cloth bag from his arms and placed it in front of the case in front of the hall master Xu.

"Horse gang, hard work"

Hall Master Xu changed his previous seriousness, said with a smile, and grabbed the cloth bag with his left hand and stared.

"This is a child named Yu Ping in Qingshan Town, Qingshan City, whom I recommended with 20 years of service, and his family background is innocent. The horse gang hurriedly said.

Hall Master Xu tilted his head, his eyes widened, and he glanced at Yu Ping, as if he could see through.

"It's worth it for these twenty years of miscellaneous service, wait for the next steward to take it to Luoya Mountain. The word "miscellaneous servant" is a little heavier, and it is even more unchangeable. After speaking, he picked up the pen and wrote it on a piece of paper and threw it on the table, but he didn't bother to look at Yu Ping and the horse gang again.

Then Ma Bang grabbed the paper and folded it and handed it to Yu Ping, and brought Yu Ping to Steward He in the outer hall, and after telling Yu Ping, he watched Steward He take Yu Ping to Luoya Mountain, and then turned around and went back to the miscellaneous service hall.