The mourning hall was solemn, two thin coffins were juxtaposed with it, Xu Jiaorong, who was dressed in plain clothes, knelt in front of the offering table, sobbing and burning paper money, the slender body and the dim halo of the candle, the miserable back was refracted on the wall and swayed......

The clear-eyed young man walked slowly into the mourning hall, and a desolate mood suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, only the deep eyes were not half moved.

Life and death are the normal state of people, Bao Wenzheng and Liao Zhai Zhizhi in the world of killing do not know the geometry, and in the nine secluded streams, thousands of heads fell to the ground, blood flowed like a river, stumps and broken arms, corpses piled up like a mountain......

It's just that there is no pain in the skin after all, so although there is a feeling, it is indifferent after all, but now it is different from the past, this is the parents who have the grace of birth and nourishment, but they died because of the mistaken decoction.

"Sister...... The deceased is ......"

Bao Wenzheng has gone through vicissitudes of life, has experience far beyond his years, and has seen through life and death when he has been in danger several times, so he stepped forward and said softly.

"Chinese ......"

Xu Jiaorong sobbed and wiped her tears, got up and handed over the Su filial piety clothes, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Chinese, her eyebrows furrowed and she was already displeased, and reprimanded: "The bones are not cold, this is what you should say!"

Bao Wen was wearing linen and wearing filial piety before this mourning hall, and when he heard his sister's words, he couldn't refute it for a while, but he couldn't refute it, so he squatted and sat in front of the offering table, and guarded the spirit together......

The ashes of the paper money were flying, the bright fire reflected the faces of Xu Jiaorong and Xu Xian, and the shouting of the husband and the streets and alleys came vaguely, adding a bit of gloom to the lonely and heavy Xu family.

The mountain trail is quiet and even the distant peaks, and the trees at the bottom of the valley are verdant. Ascending to the enlightenment is wonderful, and the ancient temple bells have a strong charm.

Qingcheng is secluded in the world, its deep mountains and forests, the tranquility of the ancient road, the fragrance of mountain flowers, the humor of birdsong, the tranquility of streams, the seclusion of caves, and the seclusion of couplets, which provoke literati and ink writers to linger here......

On a dark and windy night, dark clouds faintly appeared above the sky, occasionally thunder roared, accompanied by lightning tearing the sky, a white light disappeared in an instant, and the grass and trees separated where it passed, and the sound of hissing was endless in addition to the bloody wind......

It is a snow-white python, about a few zhang away and is agile, and Emei Mountain is flying freely, occasionally rising in the wind and the clouds are fleeting, and finally falling on a mountain in Emei Mountain.

The white python was wrapped around the stone pillar of the lonely peak, and when it rubbed against it, sparks appeared, constantly wriggling and seemed to be in pain, and when it went around, the huge head opened its bloody mouth, faintly revealing a woman's head......

The white light appeared, and for a time it made the bright moon lightless, and the brilliance was so bright that it was impossible to look up, and at the same time, a bolt of lightning fell straight down, and the giant python that was several feet long had disappeared, only the snake skin remained here.

She is naked, but she is like a snowlotus blooming on an iceberg, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

She is beautiful and elegant, with a beautiful face, bright eyes, bright skin, smooth and crispy.

She is pure and lovely, beautiful and beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy, more than that famous flower and captivating the country.

She has a face as bright as jade, her eyes are cut water, and she is smiling, not only gorgeous and colorful, but also has an indescribable charm and cuteness, and sometimes shows a gentle and beautiful.

A fairy aura lingered from the body, and the white feet were full of strange flowers and plants, and they were already fragrant and fragrant after a while......

The woman Yingying raised her wrist, her cherry lips spit slightly, and a white light fell on the skin of the snake, which turned out to be a plain Luo skirt, and then the three-foot green silk rotated with the body, and the Luo skirt immediately floated and wrapped the body......

Self-pity for the lake, the beautiful and elegant woman has the air of a fairy, and the country and the city are like fairies, integrating the beauty, nobility and elegance of the world, and she is the fairy Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace, I am afraid it is nothing more than that......

"...... in vain"

A flash of white light appeared, and when Bai Suzhen Gu Ying felt sorry for herself, a graceful and luxurious woman appeared here with a cane in her hand, with a kind smile on her face.

This woman's hair bun is already snow-white, looking old, but her face is still as good as a twenty-eight beauty, wearing a skirt that I don't know what to weave, there are sun, moon and stars rust on it, the skirt seems to have a vast sea of clouds churning, a faint clear light lingers around the body, it is safe and quiet in the Qingcheng Mountain, there are golden flowers falling from the sky, the ground surging golden lotus, and the sound of chanting resounded from the void.

"Su Zhen meets the master!"

Bai Suzhen hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, and said respectfully, the lowered head of the mantis was even more supple to the outside, without the slightest hint of the unruly color of the transformation demon.

"Ziwei Star has finally woken up, and it is also the time for you to serve the master......"

Old Mother Li Shan looked down meaningfully at this disciple who was born in response to the catastrophe, and after the color turned around, she stretched out her hand to help Bai Suzhen up, and said: "You are an immortal, and you are also a humble and light-hearted person in the heavenly court, and let others drive you......"

"But, if my sect can reshape the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty, with this long-cherished wish, who would dare to humiliate you in these nine heavens and ten earths......

"Even if you are a teacher, you must also take care of that person's face and respect you!"

The old mother of Li Shan looked at the disciple with high hopes with mixed tastes, and with a flick of her sleeves, she used her magical power to envelop all the Qingcheng Mountain, isolating the ears and eyes of all the powerful people of the Three Realms, and then slowly bowed her hand and gave a great gift to this personal disciple Bai Suzhen......

"Regardless of whether the little master can cross the earth, fire, feng shui, and after seven generations of refining the Dao heart, with your protection in this life, I have no gratitude for being the Holy Mother!"

The voice was heavy and lonely, and the tone was even more desolate, and the old mother of Li Shan was even more revealing her long-lost identity at this moment, and she was a disciple of the Interception Sect Tongtian Sage, and the Holy Mother of Wu was also ......

Bai Suzhen was terrified in her heart, but her body was like a thousand spider silk constraints, not only could she not move her hands and feet, but she couldn't even blurt out words, so she could only watch her master give a big gift to her.

Who is Our Lady of Wudang, and what is my religion?

All this is as treacherous as a mist, Bai Suzhen doesn't know, but the high position of the old mother of Shizun Li Shan is obvious to all, whether it is the Pan Tao Conference of the Heavenly Court or the Longhua Conference, they are all indispensable!

The Guanyin Bodhisattva of Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, the Buddha of Xitianling Mountain, or the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of Lingxiao Treasure Palace, are all honored as "Old Mother of Lishan" in person......

"Remember!"

"The little master categorically can't ascend to the sky and become an immortal, and he can't be the crape myrtle emperor......"

"Otherwise......"

The kind face of Li Shan's old mother gradually became indifferent, and she looked at her own disciple Bai Suzhen, and the warning was self-evident.

"Suzhen remembers ......"

Bai Suzhen hurriedly knelt on the ground respectfully again, and then swore solemnly: "Suzhen is enlightened by the teacher, and the great kindness and virtue dare not forget ......"

"It's just that the stakes ......"

Li Shan's mother didn't help each other this time, raised her hand to stop Bai Suzhen's words, looked up at the endless sky, and said lightly: "Although my sect is weak, if anyone really tears his face, I have never been afraid of anyone!"

The old mother of Li Shan turned around with a cane in her hand, slowly walked away, and the mantra echoed in the Qingcheng Mountain, saying:

"Open up the earth and open the heavens, talk about the scriptures and the law, and travel to Beijing ......"

"The five qi dynasty and the yuan pass on the trick, and the three flowers gather to perform the lifeless ......"

"The golden light on the top is colorful, and the red lotus under the feet is ...... thousands of journeys"

That figure disappeared in an instant, and all kinds of supernatural powers could not be guessed by Bai Suzhen, who had been practicing for less than 2,000 years.

"Crape Myrtle Emperor ......"

Bai Suzhen muttered to herself in a low voice, looking at the place where Shizun Lishan's mother disappeared, and a monstrous wave was set off in her heart......