The murmuring water flowed not far from the side, the strange fragrance of grass lingered in the nose, and the hot pain came from the place where the red wasp stung, but there was a refreshing coolness pouring in from the wound, into the heart and spleen, and dissipating the unbearable fire poison one by one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Li Sanbai woke up, he saw that he was in a wide cave, a clear spring seeped out from the gap in the rocks, bubbling and flowing, and converged into a pond in the center of the cave.

Under a stone wall in the cave, a middle-aged man with his head knotted and dressed in green clothes was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, looking at himself with a smile.

Beside him, magpies and tigers were playing in the grass.

When Li Sanbai saw it, he hurriedly went over and bowed down: "This must be Mr. Xia, Li Sanbai has seen his predecessors and thanked his predecessors for saving his life." ”

When Mr. Xia saw him kneeling, he didn't stop him: "You are in danger to find red honey for me, and I should save you." ”

The magpie on the side also flapped its wings and jumped over: "Yes, I told Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia is very grateful to you, and promised to teach you the Tao, you have to seize the opportunity." ”

Beside it, the tiger also roared a few times, as if in response.

When Li Sanbai heard this, his heart was immediately moved, but when he thought of his mother's injury, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Xia, I don't dare to think that you will teach the Dao Fa, I just hope that you can give me some red honey and let me save my mother's life." ”

As he spoke, he bowed his head heavily.

Mr. Xia showed a touch of approval on his face: "You are so filial, it is really rare, I will give you honey." ”

"Tell me, how old are you?"

"I'm thirteen years old. ”

"Thirteen?"

A look of remembrance rose on Mr. Xia's face: "Thirteen, my Ke'er is about the same age as you, and I don't know what she has become now, what about her mother?"

"Mr. Xia, what are you talking about?" His voice was so small that Li Sanbai didn't hear it clearly for a while.

"Oh, it's nothing, you can look at the stone walls on both sides first, and tell me how you feel. Mr. Xia came back to his senses, shook his head, and waved his hand, and a true qi was born from Li Sanbai's feet, gently holding him up.

Li Sanbai followed Mr. Xia's gesture and looked at the stone wall on the left, it was the poem he saw at first sight when he woke up, looking at the poem, Li Sanbai once again appeared in his mind The picture of the golden needle appeared in his mind, and he was faintly excited in his heart, and said: "The power of the Tao can be like this!"

He gathered his mind and looked to the right again, and saw the same smooth stone wall, with six pictures carved on it.

The first painting is a woman with a slender figure, a beautiful face, a Luo skirt fluttering, three thousand green silk flying in the wind, the mountains around her are undulating, the morning glow is shining, straight like a fairy descending to earth. And at her feet, a man in straw shoes, holding a medicine hoe, climbed between a cliff, looking up at the woman, showing admiration, but also ashamed of himself.

In the second painting, in a one-man stone cave, an oil lamp was lit, and a shovel was placed on the ground next to it, and a man knelt on the ground with unkempt hair, and took out a brocade box from the dirt that had been turned up in the ground, and looked at the two short sticks in the box, and a three-foot letterhead, and his eyes were bright.

In the third painting, a man sits cross-legged with two short sticks beside him, and a golden needle flying vertically and horizontally beside him, as if he is practicing some kind of Taoism.

The fourth painting is between the mountain peaks and the sea of clouds, where many Taoists are volleying their swords in the air, surrounding a ring painted by the supreme Taoist method. In the ring, the man wore a Taoist robe, flew in the air, held a long sword in his hand, and knocked a Taoist out of the air. On the other side, the woman he had looked up to was mixed in with the crowd watching the battle, looking at him with a pair of wonderful eyes, with a hint of shyness in her expression.

In the fifth painting, a man and a woman sit in a hug among a hundred flowers, butterflies fluttering beside them, old trees with branches, and the two men holding hands and leaning against each other.

In the sixth painting, however, there are two scenes, one of which shows the woman leading a girl to play in the mountains, fluttering a butterfly fluttering among the flowers. On one side, the man was holding a long sword, and nine golden needles were flying around him, surrounded by four Taoists: the four Taoists were three men and one woman, among which the female Taoist priest was veiled, making a long sword, her body swept forward, the tip of the sword was raised, and the white clouds beside the sword were swirling, hazy and dreamy; among the three male Taoists, one was bare-handed, surrounded by golden light and aura, and when he punched out, it was a ball of golden light; one made a knife, which was facing away from the man at this time, turned around and slashed through the void; one held a long bow in his hand, pulled it into a full moon, and when an air arrow was shot, it loomed" Return to the ruins".

At the end of the sixth painting, there is a line of small characters: In June 2039 of the Yellow Calendar, Xia drank snow in the stone cave of Woniu Mountain.

In a trance, Li Sanbai seemed to see a young man learning the Tao, fighting, getting married, and being surrounded by various scenes, he turned around and said to Mr. Xia: "Mr. Xia, these six pictures are all about you, right?"

Mr. Xia nodded: "Yes, Xia Yuxue in this picture is me." I was besieged seven years ago, although I escaped with the family heirloom Xuanqi needle, but after all, I was seriously injured, especially the earth-shattering arrow of the person who held the bow, which broke my nine lives Xuanqi needle and hit my dantian qi sea. For seven years, this remnant of arrow qi has been raging in my dantian all the time, and my physical body is really short of time. ”

When the magpie heard Xia Yuxue's words, she was startled, flapped her wings and flew in front of Xia Yuxue: "Mr. Xia, didn't you say that you just can't walk, and it's okay?"

Li Sanbai also said: "Yes, Mr. Xia, you are so powerful, is there no way?"

One person and one bird looked at Xia Yuxue, and their faces all showed worried looks.

Xia Yuxue smiled slightly: "The reason why this arrow qi is so powerful is all because of the word 'hide', an arrow can not only hide oneself and avoid disasters, but also hide the opponent's spiritual sense, the true qi in the body, and even the origin of the Dao heart, so as to defeat the enemy." However, in the past seven years, I have comprehended this arrow, and occasionally I have created a Tibetan divine technique, but after the death of the body, I will place a trace of the primordial spirit on the natal mystical needle, and secretly conceive the mystical fetus in a deep sleep, and after a hundred years, I can be reincarnated as a human being. ”

The magpie listened, slapped his chest with his wings, and let out a sigh: "Whew~, it turned out that he just fell into a deep sleep, it's okay!

Then he was melancholy again: "Isn't that a hundred years when you can't see Mr. Xia?"

Li Sanbai said: "Mr. Xia, you have been sleeping for a hundred years, and during these hundred years, won't your wife and daughter always worry about you?"

Xia Yuxue sighed: "Yes, I have always wanted to tell them my situation, but there is no way. This place is thousands of miles away from Kunlun where they are, and there are many gods and monsters in the Kunlun Mountains, if there is no certain magical power, it is really difficult to find them. Sanbai, I hope you can enter Kunlun Mountain in the future, find my wife and daughter, tell them about my situation, and hand over the Xuanqi needle that I entrust to my wife, are you willing?"

Xia Yanxue said that, looking at Li Sanbai with blazing eyes.