The things of the world, the disillusionment of duckweed, all kinds of things, conjure up endless eternity. The Central Plains is fertile and has many connections, and the method of self-cultivation of true refining tools travels in the world, and many famous rivers are firmly occupied by the righteous path. Qingcheng Mountain Range, endless, strange mountains and strange stones, endless, clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, like a fairyland. There is a cloud in the ancient poem: "The clouds in the mountains of Qingcheng are vast, and the dragon car asks to come to the Xuan Emperor." When the seal is divided into Wang Yuechang, heaven and earth are intercepted as fairy towns. "Infinite charm, no means a lie!!

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Changshou Village is even more lively, there is an endless stream of guests, west of Changshou, there is a village, the name is Bodhi, there is an ancient Bodhi tree in the forest in the village, I don't know how long it exists.

In the early morning, the Bodhi forest is filled with fresh air, and the Bodhi tree brushes and blows a few drops of crystal dew on the dense branches and leaves.

Suddenly, a small white hand broke a branch with a "snap", and under closer inspection, this was a young man with a delicate face, with a pair of bright eyes and a slender figure on his white face. Like the boy next door, full of youthful vitality.

"Huhu, rustle!" The young man's hands were floating and sinking, and he used branches instead of swords, dancing in the forest, looking from a distance, his movements were beautiful but also clever.

Beside him, a middle-aged man was watching carefully.

"Very good, this Yunxiao Nine Style is well practiced!" Although the middle-aged man was praising him, he didn't look happy at all, and said coldly, "Relying on this trick, there should be no problem in self-protection in the future!"

"Uncle Gu, what are you talking about!" the young man stopped, took the initiative to approach the middle-aged man, and asked, "Tell me, how did you break into the rivers and lakes in the first place! Maybe I can learn from it in the future!"

"Those things, knowing about them won't do you any good!" Uncle Gu sighed, "Have you written down the beasts I taught you!"

"It's a disappointment, every time!" the boy pouted, "I've written it all down." “

As they spoke, the two walked towards a wooden house, when suddenly, a wind chime sounded in the forest behind them.

The two stopped and looked back.

"Who triggered the mechanism I set. The young man looked puzzled, and he was going to go back and have a look.

A big hand grabbed him tightly, looked up, but saw Uncle Gu's solemn face, and said, "Go back!"

The wooden house is old, and an old locust tree leans in the courtyard. The boy sat under the tree, holding a carving knife in his hand, skillfully carving against a wooden stake, and in the blink of an eye it formed a cute doll.

On the other hand, Uncle Gu looked worried, took out a bowl of gruel from the kitchen, and put it in front of the table.

"Ah, Uncle Gu, how can you cook by yourself today!" the young man hurriedly stepped forward, "I'll rub your shoulders with you." ”

Uncle Gu glanced at the wooden stake, and then looked at the book of Hundred Beasts on the table, his eyes were slightly distracted.

"It's been a few years, and you're almost done carving this beast. Uncle Gu said.

The young man smiled mysteriously, rubbed his shoulders and said, "It's still early, although Xiao Qi is familiar with the Hundred Beasts, but he is looking forward to seeing living creatures one day, which corroborates each other with the book."

"I'm afraid that when you really face them, you'll be so scared that you pee your pants!" Uncle Gu squinted his eyes, as if smiling.

"I'm not afraid!" Xiao Qi was not surprised.

Uncle Gu was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "We have been here for 10 years, I still remember when I brought you back, you were only a little bit, and now you have grown so big, think about it, this world is really fast!"

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, he was very smart, and immediately thought of the meaning of Uncle Gu's words, hurriedly paused, hooked Uncle Gu's shoulder, and said: "Uncle Gu, Xiao Qi will never leave you!

Uncle Gu shook his head and said, "I'm just talking casually, I'm here to eat." ”

In the middle of the night, over the woods, dark clouds were thick, and the pouring rain enveloped the entire Bodhi Forest, and the jingling wind chimes kept ringing.

Uncle Gu was dressed in black, looking deeply at Xiao Qi from sleeping, his face was full of love and reluctance, and finally he quietly turned around, opened the door, and walked towards the Bodhi tree, a touch of spiritual light emerged, forming a barrier to block the rainstorm from dyeing his body. On the Bodhi tree, another black shadow appeared, with a sharp gaze, staring at this ancient uncle. After a long time, two sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and two black shadows disappeared into the sky.

Early in the morning, Xiao Qi woke up from his daze and stretched out.

"Strange! Why didn't you wake me up today? ”

Xiao Qi knocked on the door of Uncle Gu's room, and a letter lay there quietly.

"Yuan Qi, Uncle Gu has something important to do and is leaving. Yesterday, I saw that you practiced the Yunxiao Nine Styles so skillfully, and it was no problem to rely on yourself in the future. You are very qualified, and you are also very smart, and you must practice what I teach you, and you must not be lazy. In the future, you must always restrain yourself. Uncle Gu doesn't ask you to do anything big, he just wants to be safe. I'm gone, and maybe I won't see you again. This wooden sword is a gift I left for you. Keep it well. “

Yuan was stunned at first, and his heart suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly ran out of the wooden house, shuttled through the Bodhi Forest, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Gu, Uncle Gu!"

At noon, he looked tired, sat in the wooden house, his eyes red from crying, read the letter again, and muttered to himself, "Uncle Gu, where have you been!"

Looking at Uncle Gu's leftovers, a hundred beasts and a wooden sword... And also....

"This is!" Yuan Qi took out a booklet under Uncle Gu's pillow, "Yunxiao Nine Styles - Qingcheng Gate!"

"Qingcheng Gate!" Yuan Qi said silently.