Jing Ye swept a few people around, and the temporary appearance of the Emperor made him a little chaotic at this time, so he subconsciously grabbed the wine jar on the side and poured it down, and the wine poured into his throat with a bang, Xu was too violent, and Jing Ye coughed again and again.

The real person who didn't lose three or two steps came to the front of him, snatched the wine from Jing Ye's hand, and drank it without caring about it.

Then I saw that the figure of Mu Shoushanren also came to Jing Ye's side, and habitually took the wine jar from the hands of the real person and took a sip, and then said slowly: "How can a mountain man be without wine."

After the real person finished speaking, he threw the jar into the air, and Yeyang arrived behind the real person in one step, which was the right benefit of connecting the wine jar, and "Rumbling Rumbling" was poured into the sea.

The young master couldn't stand anymore, and shouted at Yeyang: "Sixth Senior Brother, and me", he shouted that the action was the most gorgeous, and a fish jumped from the air to take away the wine jar from the top of Yeyang's head, and as soon as his body settled, he shook the wine jar and said in annoyance: "The wine is all for you to drink, and you are bullying me again!"

Don't lose the real person turned around and smiled: "Who called you the old and young."

Mu Shoushan said: "Children should not drink."

The young master said viciously: "Young master, I am eighteen years and three months old this year, how can I be a child?"

This made the Mu Shoushanren slightly stunned, and suddenly said: "The young master is already eighteen, and the mountain man thinks that the young master is only ten years old."

Don't lose the real person and said: "Young master, are you not mistaken? You have really been on the mountain for ten years."

Yeyang's expression was solemn, and he said with a glance: "Nine years, six months and seventeen days."

Don't lose the real humanity: "Little Liuzi, do you remember clearly?"

Yeyang nodded, and Mu Shoushan said, "That can't be wrong." ”。

"In this way, the young master's hard life has not even been ten years?"

"Yes, it is said that the mountain people have done hard work on the mountain for a hundred and ten years," the wood guard mountain man let out a long sigh.

"I also have a lot", not losing the real person, looking at the young master with a regretful face.

The young master was not happy, so he took a sip of a jar of wine and said angrily: "Fourth Senior Brother, you want to bully me again, don't you?

"Oh, he's here, won't you get out of trouble", the eyes of the real person fell on Jing Ye.

The bitter mountain keeper continued: "The rules on the mountain have always been like this."

After listening to the words of the two senior brothers, the young master's mouth suddenly grew and his face was incredible, first with a burst of surprise, and then with a look of anger on his face: "Why?! He hasn't walked through the 30,000-mile Heavenly Dao, how can he be a Xuanwu disciple!"

Yeyang said: "Senior brother called him brother, the second senior brother ignored him just now, and since then there has been one more person on Xuanwu Mountain, young master, congratulations."

When the young master heard this, he suddenly took a long breath, opened his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Sixth Senior Brother, what you said is true? Great! This young master's hard life is over, by the way, I have to tell Shuang'er about this tomorrow, so she doesn't have to work hard to climb the mountain."

A few people said but ignored Jing Ye from beginning to end, and when they looked at it again, the tears on Jing Ye's face had not dried, but the person was asleep.

"Yes, the Lord is asleep, I know how good it would be to make a bet?" said the real man, stretching and walking towards his cave.

Mu Shoushan also took care of himself and left, Yeyang got up in time to avoid cleaning the battlefield, and the young master was left alone.

The young master looked up at the bright moon, and he was helpless in his heart, but thinking that this kid would have to shoulder a big responsibility for himself tomorrow, he felt a lot more comfortable, and carried the thorn leaves to the cave where the monk lived the day before yesterday.

Jing Ye has not rested for more than ten days, coupled with excessive sadness, he fell asleep for a while, and he didn't even notice that the young master carried him into the cave to bed, which naturally started to dream again, but this night's dream was different from the past, and there was only one Buddha who appeared!

The Great Brahma Heart Sutra is turbulent, majestic and jar ears, so that Jing Ye wakes up from pain and confusion, the bright golden light is dazzling, above the sea of clouds in front of him, a person has a round of sunshine holy light on his head, wearing a snow-white robe, his face is fair, he has a pair of big ears, and his hands are folded and slowly falling towards Jing Ye.

Jing Ye slowly towards this monk, seems to be a little familiar but can't remember who it is, I had heard several disciples of Xuanwu Sect say that it was a big monk who came to play chess with the emperor, just met him who was seriously injured and did not wake up, so he cast a spell to save him, for this the emperor also promised the monk to cast a golden staff for him, but this monk Jing Ye wisps heard, but never met.

"You saved me?"

Jing Ye looked at the monk in a daze and asked subconsciously.

The monk nodded slightly with a smile on his face, but Jing Ye didn't appreciate it, and shouted: "Why do you want to save me, the master is gone, the flowers are also gone, what's the point of me being alive?"

The monk spoke: "Heaven descends on you, all sentient beings in Jiuli are still waiting for you to be rescued, there are still thousands of souls in the Netherworld and Hell who cannot be reincarnated to be exceeded, and the bones of your parents are still waiting for you to be sent to the galaxy for burial, this is the meaning of your life."

The monk's words were like a sharp sword inserted into Jing Ye's heart, so that he couldn't help but panic, and at this time, the monk suddenly changed his words and said: "The broken mirror can still be reunited, and you and her may not have a day of reconstruction."

When Jing Ye heard this, he suddenly exclaimed: "You said that the flowers are still alive?"

The monk smiled slightly: "I can't say it, but even if that person goes to the place where you should go, I don't want you to be depressed, depressed, and live on wine all day long."

The monk said one sentence after another, like an alarm bell knocking on his heart tonight, and in an instant, he was enlightened, and suddenly realized, but how could he be easily crossed away with sadness, and shook his head and said: "But the master is gone after all."

The monk said: "Everything has its own cause and effect, the dark heaven is determined, when you passed the sword to him, you are his cause, today he is your fruit, the grass and trees are autumn, life is a dream, his life is like this, that day is not the end of the ending he wants, you still want him to be like a walking corpse, willing to butcher the knife for others."

After a long time, Jing Ye said: "I understand, but there is one thing to ask the master for? Back then, in the Tongchuan Lane of Jingzhou City, the person who saved Jing Ye was the master? Or is Wujie also a person appointed by the master to take care of Jing Ye in the Mo soil, and the master's legal name was changed to Bai Confuge? Or maybe everything that Jing Ye has encountered in this half of his life is also in the master's hands, so what is your identity, master? What is your relationship with Jiuli? Or maybe you are the old patriarch of the Jinpeng clan? Ask the master to tell Jing Ye the truth?"

The monk shook his head and said: "There is cause and effect in the underworld, but it doesn't matter who the poor monk is, as for the descendant of the Jinpeng clan, or the only one you are missing now, the pupil of the heavenly demon that you are missing now, when you come to Tianchan Temple after you have an epiphany, you will know that what you have to do now is to practice well on this Xuanwu Mountain, and the rest of the outside world has someone to bear for you.

As soon as he said this, Jing Ye no longer had the figure of the great monk in front of him, and he woke up from his dream, and Shang Wu shouted to himself: "Master, don't go!"

Fang only knew that this was just a dream on a moonlit night, Fang Cai's monk's real eyes were like thunder, Jing Ye had already been sleepy, and he got up and walked out of the cave, and saw a touch of fish belly white in the sky slowly lit up, and in a moment, the sun rose in the east, the breeze was blowing, and the morning glow was full of wind against the faintly visible Diyang Xiongcheng under the lofty mountains and the corners of the mountains!

The morning light is faint, and the sorrow in his heart has not receded, but at this moment, Jing Ye already knows that he has ushered in a new life, and he must not indulge in it anymore.

Jing Ye looked around, walked forward, the red light swayed against a cliff full of vitality, strange rocks stand in a forest, there are seven or eight small caves under the huge rocks, and a bamboo house in the center is simple and elegant.

In addition to the bamboo house is quite far away, the rest of the cave and the other cave are separated by more than ten zhang, in front of the cave is purple and red, there are more than 100 flower pots, which are planted with all kinds of unknown spiritual grass, there is a stove in front of the cave, and there are scattered flames in it, and there is a huge stone table standing in the middle of these caves.

As far as the eye can see, there is a small lake sparkling on the cliff flat, a few wild ducks float freely on it, the mountain flowers are splendid, and the grass is endless.

The surrounding ancient trees stand up, the water on the edge of the cliff is gurgling and pouring down along the cliff, the sound of the flowing water of "swish" hits the cliff, looking at this cliff does not know the height of the geometry, the mountain spring pours down, like a silver line.

The white clouds around the cliff rise and fall, like a fairyland, Jing Ye Wu looked towards the back mountain, but saw a straight and glorious mountain cliff standing high, a waterfall flew down into the small lake, then at this time Jing Ye saw that the cliff wall that was constantly washed by the flowing water was engraved with four big characters, "Xuanwu Cloud Peak".

The wattle leaves walked to the lakeside, the breeze blew, the blue lake rippled, and the ripples swung in a circle, reflecting an unkempt, haggard and embarrassed figure.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jing Ye's mouth, and he squatted down to pick up a pool of clear spring and pour it on his cheeks, and suddenly a cool feeling permeated his whole body.

At this moment, Ye Yu saw another person next to his reflection in the water, his beard and hair were all white, and he was dressed in white like a fairy, it was the second senior brother of Xuanwu who was the white-clothed holy hand Mo Factor.

"It's good to figure it out, sometimes loss is also an eternal possession, and if you come, you will be safe," the old man said slowly, looking at the faint white clouds in the distance.

Jing Ye picked up and followed the old man's gaze, and saw that the morning glow was full of sky, and the white clouds were printed red, and suddenly Ye Yu felt that the sunrise would be so beautiful, and he always felt that dusk was the best in his heart.

At this moment, he found that in front of this lonely cliff that stood thousands of feet, there was actually a bottomless trench more than ten zhang wide, and he couldn't help but think of a rumor, and said: "Dao Chief, this is the trace left by the Blue Devil back then?"

Mo Factor said: "Wrong, you can call me the second senior brother, this is indeed the handwriting left by that person, he is the emperor of the heavenly realm, this is naturally not an uncommon thing, but you should recognize him."

Jing Ye nodded and said, "He knows me, but I don't recognize him, maybe the Taoist knows about this opportunity."

Mo Factor said: "In fact, the poor Dao is also half-understood, only from the daily words of the senior brother, you are a celestial identity, but you have a righteous relationship with the senior brother, so the Xuanwu Gate can also be regarded as your side's destination, and the poor Dao is cheeky to be your second senior brother."

While the two were talking, the young master suddenly caught up with the cliff in a huff, and shouted as he walked: "Little junior brother, don't be lazy today, there is still a lot of work waiting for you to do, you come with me."

The young master didn't want Jing Ye's situation in the past few days to be taken for granted, Jing Ye was slightly stunned, but he heard Mo Yuan say: "Go ahead."

Without waiting for Jing Ye to react, the young master grabbed Jing Ye's hand, pulled him down the clouds, and walked towards the bamboo house.