"Junior Yang Xian, meet Mr. Qing Nang!"

Seeing the old man in Tsing Yi in front of him, Yang Xian's eyes flashed, and he bowed deeply to the old man, "How can Yang Xian dare to go down the mountain to greet him?"

The old man in front of him was slender, his face was clear, five long wisps of black hair were floating on his chest, and two long blue-gray eyebrows drooped down from the corners of his eyes, which were extremely eye-catching, and there was a faint blue light between the opening and closing of his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just look at this person, he is really splendid, clean, and has a good appearance.

If Shi Duxiu is compared to the green bamboo by the deep mountain stream, then this old man is an old pine on the top of the cliff standing in the wind, which is vigorous and majestic.

Standing on the stone steps, this person's whole body seemed to have merged with the Wei Wei Qingshan under his feet, and naturally gave birth to a lush, leisurely and complacent artistic conception.

This person is the head of the hundreds of traditional Chinese medicine families, three golden needles to pick the world, a pair of bamboo slips trapped thousands of people Li Lie, Li Qingsang!

It's just that at this time, the golden needle in his ear is not there, and the bamboo slip in his hand is not there, which is very different from the rumored hot-tempered man.

Seeing Yang Xianshi's salute, Li Qingsang laughed and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, "Virtuous nephew, why do you dress up like this?"

At this time, Yang Xian was unkempt and walked barefoot, like a beggar, which was very different from the traditional Confucian children who were simple but extremely clean, so Li Qingsang asked.

Yang Xian got up and replied respectfully: "The family teacher asked me to walk all over the world barefoot, and the younger generation did not dare to disobey." ”

"It turned out to be Brother Mei's meaning!"

Li Qingsang stroked his beard and smiled: "Since Brother Mei ordered it like this, it must have another deep meaning. ”

He stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, come on, hurry up and enter the mountain!"

After Yang Xian followed him into the gate, he found that there were three paths up the mountain in this gate, among the three roads, the middle one was extremely wide, and there were many sculptures and stone statues on both sides of the road, as if it was the holy image of the ancestors of the doctor and various medicinal materials.

The path on both sides is very narrow, winding and winding, and it winds all the way up the middle road, which is extremely inconspicuous.

Li Qingbao led Yang Xian to the front of the three roads, and asked with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, there are three roads up the mountain here, the middle road is the most convenient, but it is also the most difficult to walk, although the sides are a little farther, but there is no difficulty." ”

He looked at Yang Xian, stroked his beard and said: "You are the master of the Confucian sect, it stands to reason that I should accompany you on the right path, but child, you are young after all, and you go up the mountain alone, this avenue is difficult to walk!"

He said to Yang Xian: "Child, if you take the path, I will wait for you at the top of the mountain, if you take the avenue, then you are my Taoist friend, you and I walk side by side, and I will accompany you up the mountain." ”

Yang Xian saw that Li Qingbao said so solemnly, and knew that these three roads were very strange, and the middle road was the most special, and it seemed that it was not a place that ordinary martial artists could set foot in.

He squinted his eyes and took a brief look at these three paths, and said in his heart: "I am the master of the Confucian sect, how can I take these two remote paths?

After looking at it for a while, he smiled at Li Qingnang and said, "Senior, I want to ask, when my teacher came to Yaoshan back then, did he choose the path up the mountain like me?"

Li Qingsang was asked by Yang Xian, and seemed to think of something funny, and smiled at Yang Xian: "Brother Mei has a heroic temperament and is uninhibited, he didn't choose any way at the beginning, but first passed the sound at the foot of the mountain to worship the mountain, and when we were about to go down the mountain to greet him, he took a step from the foot of the mountain and immediately reached the top of the mountain. ”

He laughed when he said this, "Brother Mei's behavior is really unpredictable, and he didn't even give me the opportunity to accompany him up the mountain, even when he went down the mountain, he also took a step from the top of the mountain, and then disappeared." I have never set foot in the three roads of Yaoshan, from beginning to end. ”

Yang Xian remembered Mei Niansheng's consistent style of acting, and couldn't help but smile: "The family teacher has always been unreasonable. ”

Li Qingsang said: "If Mei Niansheng, who pretends to be the third in the world, acts like ordinary people, then he is not him!"

He said that Mei Niansheng sighed, "A few years ago, Brother Mei went to the north and fought alone in Montenegro, and then he entered Zhongzhou alone and fought in the capital, and then disappeared and was never heard from again." I thought he had unfortunately died, and in the past two years, he had fought a few battles with the Demon Gate Lei Brother and the Southern Demon Sect, wanting to avenge him. ”

When he said this, he glanced at Yang Xian and exclaimed: "I never thought that Brother Mei not only did not die, but also taught you such a good apprentice in just a few years!"

Yang Xian smiled: "The predecessor praised it falsely!"

He walked forward and walked towards the middle road, "Senior, I can't compare to my teacher's skills, I can't take the next step from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain like him, I can only honestly choose the path!"

Seeing him walking towards the middle road, Li Qingsang smiled and said, "Virtuous nephew, this road is a little difficult to walk!"

Yang Xian said: "It shouldn't hurt to take a walk!"

Before he could finish speaking, his toes touched the stone steps on the middle road, and the scenery in front of him changed suddenly.

On the side of the road, there are statues on each side of the road, and these statues stand opposite each other on both sides of the avenue.

The two statues on the first staircase are of an old man holding a stone needle, one holding a needle in his right hand and pressing it in his left hand, as if he was giving a needle to a patient, and the other holding a needle in both hands at the same time, as if he had just been removed from the patient.

The two statues are the same person, the difference is that the statue with the needle down has a serious face, while the statue with the needle is smiling.

These two statues are carved very vividly, and the more they look like real people, they seem to be alive at any time.

Although Yang Xian felt that these two statues were a bit strange just now, he didn't think much about it, and it wasn't until he stepped on the stairs at this time that he knew how powerful the two statues were.

As soon as he stood on the stone steps, a sharp force struck him from his left side, and at the same time, his back was numb, as if someone was stretching out his palm to press his back, controlling his body and preventing him from moving in the slightest.

These two forces came so suddenly, without any warning, until they touched the skin, they were not perceived by Yang Xian.

"Duh!"

Yang Xian's surprise was really extraordinary, the hairs on his body stood on end, his mouth was clear, and the invisible qi in his body spewed out three feet outside his body in an instant, wrapping himself layer by layer;

He was overly frightened, and the momentum of this counterattack was also powerful, and just when thousands of hairs flew out, Yang Xian's body had already risen with a great momentum of vast majesty.

This momentum filled the sky and the polar earth, splitting the sky and piercing the clouds, the entire medicine mountain suddenly quieted, the feng shui did not move, and everything lost its voice.

Yang Xian pinched the sword technique in his hand, and the sword qi at his fingertips was swallowed, and when the hair just flew out, Huo Ran turned around, pointed his finger, and a sword qi had already flown out to the left.

After his sword qi flew out, he found that the place where this sword qi was pointing was the statue holding a stone needle on the left side.