As soon as Mu Wanrong left, the monk's sword lit up, and she yelled at the homeless: "Amitabha, you have all eaten the dog meat of the Sprinkle family, why don't you roll down the mountain and wait for my grandfather to do it?"

The people on the mountain panicked, hurriedly picked up the rice bag and fled down the mountain, Zhao Xue didn't expect it, he didn't expect the monk to turn his face so quickly, but the young man in Tsing Yi said: "Senior sister, you don't have to worry, I have already distributed the rice grain for the right people, and they don't care if they go down the mountain."

The monk saw that Zhao Xue's face was gloomy, and he smiled and said: "Just kidding, the Sprinkle family also said it when they saw that the rice and grain were finished."

Jing Ye said: "You don't want to be like a monk, he has a hard mouth but a bad heart, and I don't know what your junior brother is called?"

Seeing the living person, the young man in Tsing Yi looked a little restrained, looked at Jing Ye and said nervously: "I, I am the eldest grandson Yu, a disciple of the Ethereal Peak of Shu Mountain."

Zhao Xue said: "This is my friend Ye Ziyu, you have seen several of them before."

A few people said, then to the temple, Jing Ye whispered to the monk for a while, the monk showed pain in the temple and dug out a lot of bacon dog meat, the scholar saw the dog meat and quipped: "The best in the world is not to eat dog meat, in the end Ye boy's words are good, let's go, today I will cook in person, make and my little lady to eat."

Xiao Qi looked indifferent when he heard this, took the dog meat from the monk's hand, found a basin and washed it himself, Xiao Lin looked stupid, he had fought with Changsun Yu before, and seemed to have a little admiration for Changsun Yu, so he came to Changsun Yu and asked for a way to cultivate.

At the square table in the corner, only Jing Ye remained, Zhao Xue and the two of them, their eyes were facing each other, Qiu Bo was tactful, Zhao Xue's cheeks were red and said: "Xiao Yu'er, how do you know the seven tricks of the Shushan Rain Sword?"

Jing Ye was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "I had some chances before, and I happened to see this swordsmanship, but you, who said goodbye four years ago, are now a disciple of Shushan, and have reached the third realm, which really fascinates me?"

Zhao Xue smiled slightly, revealing a pair of dimples, and said in a low voice: "If you want to come to Shushan, in March it will be the opening gate of Shushan once every ten years, and as long as you reach the second realm, you can participate in the examination, and you are not afraid that you will not be able to enter Shushan."

"Really?" Jing Ye said anxiously.

The monk picked up a bowl of wine on the side, glanced at it and said, "Ye boy, how can Shushan be easily entered, you don't even have a spiritual root, let alone a first-class talent to enter Shushan."

Jing Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "Actually, I opened the spiritual root a few days ago."

With a "bang", the wine in the monk's mouth spurted out, and he said in surprise: "What are you talking about? Ye boy, you actually opened the spiritual root."

The monk's words, immediately attracted everyone's side eyes, scholars, Xiao Lin brothers and sisters were extremely surprised to look at Jing Ye, you must know that Jing Ye can be in the Xiao tribe for six years, can not quench the body and wash the marrow of the record, in a blink of an eye It has only been more than a year, and it has actually opened the spiritual root.

The scholar looked at Jing Ye in surprise, repeated the monk's words, and said, "You, you actually opened the spiritual root, where have you been this year?"

Jing Ye nodded slightly, and the monk was quite surprised, what kind of spiritual root would be born in six or seven years, so he asked, "What spiritual root?"

Jing Ye didn't know what to say, so he said: "It seems that there are a little bit of the five elements, and the cultivation is relatively slow."

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Yu on the side said abruptly: "Then, that can't be a chaotic body, right?"

In the heart of Changsun Yu, the little senior sister sitting next to him is a legendary supreme existence in Shushan, the body of the twin spirits, at the age of fourteen, he reached the third realm, and there are Haoyue Peak in charge of Guangyuan Zi and Comet Peak in charge of Jue Lin Master personally taught swordsmanship, it is extremely rare for him to want to see each other on weekdays, and it is also his three lives fortunate to have such an opportunity to go down the mountain with the little senior sister to practice.

Because of this, when the eldest grandson Yu saw that Zhao Xue was so fond of Jing Ye, he thought that this young man was also extremely extraordinary, and he could talk and laugh with the little senior sister, thinking that only the chaotic body could have this honor, although he was a spirit body, but it was really much worse than the chaotic body.

"Chaotic body?haha, Ye boy, he said that you are a chaotic body, you really laughed at me", the monk laughed heartily when he heard Changsun Yu's words.

The scholar also smiled and said: "You look up to him, this kid can't pass the quenching level for six years in Motu, I wasted a lot of spirit stones on him back then, and now although he has opened the spirit root, it is just a miscellaneous spirit root, the sky has eyes, and the Ye boy is now a monk."

"Isn't it the Body of Chaos?" Eldest Sun Yu was a little puzzled.

Jing Ye immediately nodded and said with a smile: "How can I be the legendary Chaos Body, but it is a good thing to be able to cultivate after all, tonight we should be a big white."

"It doesn't matter what spirit body is, it depends on hard work", Zhao Xue said this, but when she heard that Jing Ye was a miscellaneous spirit root, she was inevitably a little disappointed in her heart, if it was a miscellaneous spirit root, it would be almost hopeless to enter Shu Mountain.

"Amitabha, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, my Buddha is at ease, I don't want to get drunk tonight, hahaha", the monk said, seeing Xiao Qi cautiously carrying a pot of hot dog meat, he grabbed a handful of it and ate it in a big gulp.

These young people and girls, all about fifteen years old, do not know the vicissitudes of the world, have nothing to worry about, it is the time of innocence, get together, have a few drinks, and talk freely.

When the wine is drunk, the monk's round face is red, he pulls the eldest grandson Yu, stunned to worship the brother, the eldest grandson Yu is usually strictly disciplined in Shushan, and today he is with this group of people, drinking wine and eating meat, and he can't help but feel happy and comfortable in his heart, and kowtow to the monk with him.

The monk worships the West Pole Kongcheng Island Burning no Master, and the eldest grandson Yu worships the Ancestor of the Ethereal Peak, one recites Amitabha, one is called Amitayus Buddha, one is called Amitayus, one is called the eldest brother, and the other is called a brother.

Xiao Qi'er's little face was flushed, looking at the empty space where the scholar and Zhao Xue were talking, she came to the front of her tonight, plucked up her courage, and said the words that she had been thinking about all afternoon: "Brother Jing Ye, do you still want to leave here?"

Jing Ye didn't expect the little girl to ask this, raised her hand and touched Xiao Qi's velvety hair, and said with a smile: "I may have to leave for a while, and when Xiao Qi grows up and gets married, my brother will come back and give you a big gift."

"Ye boy, remember what you said today, and the little lady and I will wait for your gift at that time", the scholar leaned over and said with a grin, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of tears hanging on Xiao Qi's lovely face, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears.

The breeze was cold, blowing through thousands of bamboo seas, drunk and drowsy, the monk's snoring shook the temple, and the others also fell asleep one by one, but Jing Ye and Zhao Xue arrived outside the temple with a tacit understanding.

Just like going out, walking side by side, but Jing Ye has one more thing in his arms, a simple and elegant lyre.

He danced the sword in the bamboo, the sword move is the first style of the rain sword seven tricks, she sat on the piano, the breeze was slow, the white gauze clothes fluttered, the long hair danced lightly, the piano sound flowed with the light, accompanied by the aura swaying freely.

The slender jade hand falls on the strings, and the sound of the piano is leisurely, accompanied by the bright moon and the mountain spring.

That year, she said that one of her favorite things to do was to play the piano, cultivate her self-cultivation, and be able to cut off her worries and worries.

He said, "The next time we meet, I'll give you a guqin."

So in the temple on the mountain, there is a side of the guqin, many years have passed, has fallen dust, when she came to see the qin hanging in the temple, full of joy, take it to the spring to clean, waiting for the young man to return.

There are many encounters in this world, and there is a destiny in the dark, which is destined to be an encounter, destined to sing together, and destined to never forget.

The Seven Tricks of the Rain Sword, he remembered it clearly, but when he really practiced, he became very weak, his movements were a little ugly, it looked very awkward, and the spiritual power he could call was also very rare, and the spiritual root was disobediently hidden, and a wisp of spiritual energy could not be used.

At the time of the two pillars of incense, his forehead was densely covered with sweat, and it was very difficult, and at this moment, in the wilderness in the distance, a firework suddenly lit up, and the purple fireworks rain scattered all over the sky.

Zhao Xue hurriedly stood up, looked to the east, and suddenly said, "It's not good, senior sister has an accident."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the bamboo sea was blue, and the young man standing on the tip of the bamboo in the distance was suddenly startled, raised his eyes to the east, and then followed the bamboo branches with vigorous steps, like a gust of wind swept across the bamboo sea, and when he arrived in front of Zhao Xue, he hurriedly said: "Senior sister said that the accident happened, and she will take the fireworks as a letter, without further ado, little sister, we can go back to the mountain as soon as possible to report the news."

After saying this, the young man realized that he appeared too hastily, and he couldn't help blushing for a while, but fortunately, the night was quiet and elegant, and Zhao Xue looked at the east and didn't realize it at all.

Hearing Changsun Yu's words, Jing Ye remembered what Mu Wanrong had said about the Yin Yang Ancestor before, and the Yin Yang Ancestor had a deep relationship with him.

Jing Ye once remembered that her mother had said that the Nanyuan Xuanyin Demon King Palace, the Demon Emperor Cloud Lord shocked the world, and there were more demon kings and saints and two protectors.

Among them, the corpse refining hall, also known as the ghost department, the hall master is the ancestor of yin and yang, who practices the corpse spell with one hand, can resist ghosts at night, and can capture people's hearts, and call the monk a puppet.

Invite the moon hall, also known as the fox department, now the hall master, Jing Ye has never known, only heard the mother said, the invitation to the moon hall has been thousands of years ago, before it was the headquarters of the entire demon clan, known as the moon worship religion, worship is in ancient times, a goddess who came to the world, the goddess is dressed in the silver light of the bright moon, the head hangs the holy light of the moon, the demon descends to the saint, between heaven and earth, omnipotent.

Chilian Hall, also known as the snake department, now the hall master, Jing Ye does not know, there are many snake girls in the snake department, very good at pupil art and charm, the hall master is a first-class bewitching snake girl, palm charm technique, practice the pupil of insight, there is almost no man in the world who cannot be captured.

The blood sacrifice hall, also known as the blood department, has a special status in the demon clan, because everyone in the blood department is more mysterious, and rarely shows up, among which the art of blood sacrifice can make the fierce beasts between the rivers and rivers listen to its orders, drive away the beasts, seize the heaven and the earth, and the lord of the blood department, named Jin Pupil, lives in the mountains all the year round, and has never walked in the world.

To say that this Yin Yang Ancestor, back then he had a lot of festivals with his mother, and his mother had done one thing in the demon clan before he self-styled and cultivated, that is, he broke the arm of the Yin and Yang Ancestor with the power of blood, and destroyed most of the Yin and Yang Ancestor.

Therefore, from the time Jing Ye heard the words Yin Yang Ancestor, he guessed the reason why Yin Yang Ancestor traveled to the east, Sang Ying died, but his son was still alive, he wanted to find Jing Ye to avenge the broken arm of the year and restore his magical powers.

At this moment, in a cave somewhere in Mingnan Mountain, an old man was coughing very badly.