Knock! knock......

The melodious and mighty bells echo in the Pure Yang Mountains in the morning sun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On top of a beautiful peak in the mountain, among a verdant bamboo forest sits a simple and elegant bamboo house.

There are stretching cloud curtains hanging around the doors and windows of the bamboo house, which is faintly visible, and there is a person in the house who holds a book and half sleeps, listening to the wind and smelling the fragrance, and is very leisurely.

The bells were rippling, the green bamboos were ringing, and the people in the room listened quietly, and only after the aftermath had passed did they mumble to themselves.

"Jin Zhong Jiuming, isn't there something big going on the Pure Yang Peak?"

Then he seemed to think of something, and laughed at himself.

"That's it, that's it, now that my True Yang is withering, what does it have to do with me!"

With that, he threw his thoughts into the scroll in his hand again.

A red copper incense burner in the house rises from the smoke of Longyan incense, changing in the air to make all kinds of strange beasts and birds, and the fairy palace is very wonderful.

The wind rose, the bamboo leaves chirped, blowing up the curtain in front of the window like a floating cloud in the sky, vaguely revealing the face of the person inside.

The appearance of a young man, dressed in a soapy white robe, with a delicate face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, jade teeth and thin lips, at this time in the curling smoke, lying on his side with his head on his side, holding the scriptures in his hand, he has a leisurely and leisurely bearing.

After a while, a sigh came from the house, and then the sound of the warp scroll falling to the ground.

After a moment of silence, the man in the room spoke.

"Zhu'er, Cui'er!"

It's just that I can't respond for a long time.

"Alas, these two naughty boys, uncertain in their hearts, where to go again, this time we have to teach a good lesson!"

Although he said this, there was a doting in his eyes, but the natural beating would not fall.

I saw him casually point to the small wooden mallet on the desk next to him, and the yellow light flashed, and the small wooden mallet broke through the air and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, in a deep valley outside the bamboo forest, two pink-carved children, a man and a woman, were chasing and playing with a group of small beasts, and the two children let out innocent laughter, like the ringing of silver bells, echoing in the valley.

However, before they could finish their joy, a yellow light suddenly flew from the sky and hit each of the two boys on the head impartially.

Oops!

The two children exhaled at the same time.

The two of them squatted down with their heads in their hands, their eyes were teary, and when they looked at the yellow light, it was a small wooden mallet with a length of one foot hanging in the air.

When the two children saw this, they couldn't help but show a bitter face, and hurriedly shouted to the little mallet for mercy, but they didn't dare to shout.

The little mallet seemed to feel something, and after flying around the two of them, it turned into a yellow light and flew away.

When the two children saw this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at each other, the girl reproached.

"Zhu'er, it's all your fault, call me to sneak out to play, and now the master is angry, how can this be good!"

When the boy heard this, he felt aggrieved, his little face turned red, and he said only after a half-loud sound.

"Cui'er, you are so unreasonable, you are obviously playing more happily than me, how can you blame me!"

Then the two children complained to each other and muttered a few words, but they remembered that they wanted to go back and beg for mercy, so they stopped.

The boy whistled casually.

After a while, there was a clear and high-pitched crane cry in the sky, and a crane with a wingspan of one foot and three feet long and two golden wings at the end of the crane fell to the ground in response.

Seeing this, the two boys laughed, and they didn't get angry, they climbed on the back of the crane in three or two, and there was another whistle, and the golden-winged crane carried the two children and spread their wings and flew high, blinking into the clouds.

The wind in the air was fierce, as if thousands of swords were approaching, but the wind blew three feet in front of the two children and was bounced away by a layer of cyan light shield, and it was not hurt in the slightest.

This crane is extremely fast, piercing the clouds in the air to catch the moon, but it only comes to the sky above the bamboo forest in a moment.

The crane roared, and with a gust of wind, it fell to the ground.

The two children jumped off the back of the crane and jumped into the bamboo house in twos and threes, and one of them grabbed the sleeves of the young man in the house, begging for mercy.

Seeing this, the young man was helpless, and after a few words, he sent the two boys to make tea.

At this time, at the door of the bamboo house, a crane head reached in and rubbed it on the young man's robe a few times, and whispered a few times, as if the two children were coquettish before.

Seeing this, the young man took out an emerald green pill from his sleeve, stuffed it into the crane's beak, pushed the crane's head away and scolded with a smile.

"Go and go, you brute, you are diligent, but this Baicao Pill is cheap to you!"

The crane let out a cheerful chirp, and then spread its wings and left.

The young man looked at the sky from afar, as if he remembered something, his expression was confused, the bamboo house was lonely, and he only heard the sound of the wind.

After a while, Zhu'er and Cui'er came with tea, and suddenly the fragrance of tea filled the house, overflowing and refreshing.

The young man came back to his senses, sighed, picked up the scriptures in his hand, drank tea and read the scriptures, and the two children served beside him without mentioning it.

At the same time, on the Pure Yang Peak, which was hundreds of miles away from this mountain peak, in the Pure Yang Hall, the atmosphere was stagnant and heavy.

A total of three hundred and seventy-six Pure Yang Sect people gathered here, each sitting on the futon with uncertain faces, and a middle-aged Taoist sitting on the top of the table, at this time his face was pale, his Dao robe was torn, and there were faint mottled bloodstains, obviously he had just experienced a bitter battle.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at all the disciples under the sect, and his heart couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness, now the elite disciples with the best qualifications and good roots in the sect have all died in the Ten Thousand Immortal Mansion with the first seat of the eight veins, and the rest of the disciples are all middle and lower generations, and the Pure Yang Gate has already declined!

It's just that at this moment, he is already powerless, as early as in the Ten Thousand Immortal Mansion, he was attacked by the Yin Demon Lord and damaged the Dao Ji, if it weren't for the Heavenly King Life-Saving Pill, hanging a breath of vitality and not dissipating, at this time I am afraid that he has already entered the reincarnation, but this breath of vitality will soon be dispersed, and there is not much time left, at this time he is ready to arrange the future.

The middle-aged Taoist collected his mood and asked the Daoist boy behind him.

"Are the rest of the Pure Yang Nine Veins all present?"

When the boy heard this, he silently counted the people of the Pure Yang Sect, and then replied.

"Returning to the master of the sect to teach the real people!The people of the Eight Pulse Sect are all here, but they are just ......"

Speaking here, but he wants to speak and stops.

"Just what?"

The middle-aged Taoist frowned, not angry and arrogant.

"It's just the first seat of True Yang Peak, and the True Yang Son Master and Ancestor still haven't arrived yet. ”

Dao Tong looked panicked and hurriedly replied.

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned for a while when he heard this, and then sighed with a complicated face.

"Over the years, he has also suffered from him!"

"You go down quickly, and then ring the golden bell!"

Dao Tong was ordered to retreat.

After a while, the golden bell rang again, and it was also nine rings.

In the Pure Yang Hall, the middle-aged Daoist had already told the rest of the disciples about the Ten Thousand Immortal Mansion.

A group of people had seen the embarrassed appearance of the master before, although they had already guessed, but at this time, they really heard the bad news of the teacher, and they couldn't help but feel sad, and many people cried bitterly.

The Pure Yang Hall was shrouded in sorrow.

At this time, on the True Yang Peak, the young man in the bamboo house heard the Pure Yang Golden Bell ring again, his expression was complicated, and his heart was at war with heaven and man.

After a moment, he finally made up his mind, dropped the scroll in his hand, and commanded.

"Zhu'er, Cui'er, you two hold my magic weapon and follow me to Pure Yang Peak. ”

The two children each took a bronze chime and a bronze bell from the bamboo house, and then followed the young man to jump on the back of the crane and fly towards Chunyang Peak.

After a while, I saw a majestic mountain peak that was much higher than the True Yang Peak, reaching straight into the sky.

This peak is extraordinary, the five-colored smoke is shrouded, the dragon and phoenix auspicious clouds dwell, the pine and ancient cypress compete, the Yaozhi fairy grass sprays fragrant, the fairy crane elk is diligent in comings and going, the strange birds and beasts often soar in the clouds, the sun and the moon are like a waterfall pouring down from the nine heavens, swaying between the mountain peaks, a good fairy family superior wonderland.

The golden-winged crane retracted its wings and landed on the platform of the square.

As soon as the three of them got on their backs, the boy came up, and a chief inspector said busily.

"Uncle Zhenyangzi, please come with me, the real person in charge of the sect is already waiting in the main hall!"

The young man followed his forehead and stepped through the three Hongqiao and six portals of the Nine Sect Palace, and then came to the Pure Yang Palace.

Entering the main hall, there was a strong sense of sadness and despair.

Seeing a group of sad disciples and the embarrassed middle-aged Taoist above, the young man couldn't help but sink his heart.

"Teach the real person!"

After making a salute, the young man found a futon in the front row to sit on.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist sighed lightly and replied.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be polite, now that the poor road is about to sit down, there is not much time, so it's a long story short. ”

He opened his mouth and spit out a simple and delicate jade seal, and then held the seal with both hands and prayed solemnly.

"The ancestors of the Pure Yang Sect are on top, and today's disciples are here to pass on the Pure Yang Sect Dao system to the thirty-two generations of disciple Ye Zhiqiu, hoping that the ancestors and the ancestors will bless me with the Pure Yang Dao system for eternity. ”

After praying, he wiped off the Yuanshen brand on the jade seal, handed it to the young man with a solemn expression, and said.

"Senior brother, from today onwards, you will be the sixteenth generation of Pure Yangzi, and the Pure Yang Gate will be handed over to you, I hope you can revitalize my Pure Yang Dao System in the future. ”

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, his expression was complicated, and he immediately took the pure yang seal, and stopped talking, but finally just said something.

"Brother Master!"

The middle-aged Taoist looked a little relieved when he saw this, and he turned his head and ordered the people to retreat and wait outside the hall.

After everyone retreated, he took off a ring and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu, saying.

"This Pure Yang Qiankun Ring has the immortal treasures and pure Yang Gate inheritances that we desperately obtained this time, and I hope that the junior brother will make good use of it in the future. ”

After Ye Zhiqiu took it, he said again.

"This trip to the Wancheng Immortal Mansion, my Pure Yang Sect has a grudge with many sects, and now after I sit down, the vitality of the door is greatly damaged, and they will definitely come to make trouble, and the senior brother of Wanwang puts the overall situation first. ”

Subsequently, the middle-aged Taoist instructed one by one, and Ye Zhiqiu responded one by one.

The middle-aged Taoist saw that everything had been decided, and said indifferently.

"The limit of poverty has come, go too!"

Then the Tao disappeared and sat down.

Ye Zhiqiu bowed solemnly to the middle-aged Taoist relics, and then summoned the people from the outer door of the hall to enter.

When the people of the sect saw that the real person was sitting down, they were sad again.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu reprimanded.

"Don't wait for you to be this little child, now that my Pure Yang Sect elite is gone, my vitality is greatly damaged, it is the time of life and death, you should forge ahead, protect my Pure Yang Dao system, what's the use of crying here!"

Only then did the people stop their grief, collect their hearts, and listen to the announcement solemnly.

"Now that my Pure Yang Gate vitality is seriously injured, it is not appropriate to be rash to be born and walk around, so I can only open the Pure Yang Great Array to seal the mountain to nourish my vitality. ”

"Qian, Kun, Xuan, Yuan, Chi, Miao, Ling, Jade, Zhen, the disciples of the nine veins listen to the order, and from now on, the forbidden method of the Pure Yang Great Array will be opened, and the disciples of each vein will return to the cave and concentrate on cultivation If they are not summoned, they will not be able to go down the mountain. ”

Ye Zhiqiu held the Pure Yang Seal in his hand, and with a decree, the Pure Yang Seal was magnificent, and each of the nine peaks of the Pure Yang Gate raised a pillar of light that reached the sky, intertwining into a series of formations in the sky, and then formed a large array to envelop the Pure Yang Mountain.

"Disciples and others are in charge of the teachings!"

After all the disciples responded, Ye Zhiqiu pointed out a disciple with acceptable roots in each of the eight veins to temporarily replace the lack of the head seat of each vein, and then after giving instructions on the matter, he waved away the people.

At this point, the Pure Yang Gate has been initially stabilized.