In the quiet and quaint courtyard, Yaoshan was practicing the mantra passed down by Senior Sister Lingyu in his room. [Ran^Text^Library] [](Ran Library (7764))

The sky outside the window was a little dark, the light rain had been falling for three days, and it still had no intention of stopping, and the water droplets on the eaves kept hitting the stone slabs in the corridor to make a dripping sound, like playing musical notes. The mountains were surprisingly quiet, and everyone was so upset by the rain that they had to recuperate in their own rooms.

The white smoke and rain shrouded the mountain, as if only the sound of dripping rain could be heard, and nothing else.

Senior Brother Li, who had an impulse yesterday to say that he was going to impact the second layer of the middle level Dao Method, also wilted today, and through the thin rain and mist, he could see that Senior Brother Li in the room was sleeping with his head covered.

『Medicine』 Shan also wants to practice well, it has been a month since the last time Senior Sister Lingyu came, and he still hasn't finished practicing the first level of Taoism, and he blames himself for being too lazy, and he will get up early in the first few days to practice with all the senior brothers, but after a week, he saw that it was not easy to practice this Dao, and he no longer competed with himself, and fell asleep vigorously, anyway, Senior Sister Lingyu didn't come to supervise, anyway, the senior brothers didn't have the leisure to care about him, and Uncle Tunyun also made himself happy. Sometimes, when I think about the uncles and brothers in this courtyard, the corners of my mouth will unconsciously rise.

Once, the man with the fiery red "color" sword came, and I remember that it was the senior brother Ge Fei, who said that it was the occult master who asked him to check the situation, and Dao didn't ask how his cultivation was, just chatted casually, and talked about the current situation.

He stood alone under the eaves, holding out a hand to catch the dripping rain, and he couldn't figure out why he was so bored, presumably just to kill the hard time. Yes, it's a torment to be bored, so find a way to find something for yourself to do, regardless of whether it makes sense or not. Anyway, who cares, everyone has their own business, and they haven't grown in the Dao but no one has come to help, so they just give up on themselves, break the jar and forget it.

The raindrops did not feel cold when they fell on his hands, and the raindrops were unhurried little by little, like his heart.

Sometimes I would think of what Senior Brother Long Sheng said that day, and at night I checked my wounds over and over again, thinking about what Senior Brother had said over and over again, but I couldn't think of any clues, and with the depth of the night, his sleepiness also became very deep, and he fell asleep deeply. Life has been too quiet these days, and he wants to recreate that very frightened dream, after all, it's too boring now, it's really boring. When I dream of that child again, do I say something else, such as, who are you, who is your father?

Playing with the rain like this, the scenery in the mountains is extremely beautiful. When I was tired of standing, I moved a chair and sat in the corridor, watching the rain in the courtyard in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a sound of treading water, one after the other, the pace was light, I don't think it was Uncle Swallowing Yun, it should be a disciple who was patrolling the back mountain passing by, but such frivolous footsteps showed that it was not a man, but two women.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and after a pause in front of the courtyard for a few minutes, they pushed them away, and Yakuyama sat up from their chairs, both of them wearing hats and black rain cloaks. A pair of shoes were already covered with mud, even the trouser legs were a little muddy, and the woman facing the "medicine" mountain was taller, and the huge hat blocked the man's face and couldn't see who it was, and the one behind him was also dressed in the same outfit.

"'Medicine' Mountain!!" the woman standing in front seemed to deliberately lower her voice and said, throwing her hat towards the 'Medicine' Mountain, and a round of long hair also fell out.

The hat spun in circles in the air, throwing out the dripping rain and hitting the mountain of "medicine".

The "Medicine" Mountain didn't look good, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he saw that it wasn't Senior Sister Su Rutong, and the one behind it was definitely Senior Sister Lingyu. Why did the two of them come today, there must be nothing good.

"Yao" Shan was thinking that the hat had already flown in front of him, and it hit him in the face, but he had nowhere to hide, so he hit the door in front of him at once, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall.

Su Rutong is still the same "sex" as before, he removed his cloak after dividing five by two, strode towards the "medicine" mountain, stared at him and said: "Why are you so lazy, it's been a month, and you haven't even done it, how did you do it?"

Lingyu was still downstairs at the gate, holding a hat in both hands, and slowly walked over, standing next to Su Rutong, and said, "Senior Sister Su, maybe there is something wrong with the mantra I passed on to him!

"Medicine" Mountain stood down, "rubbing" which red mark on the forehead, although it was a hat, but Senior Sister Su was strong, and it still hurt so much. "How can I blame me, I learned seriously, but I can't learn!"

"Isn't it the reason that you can't learn?

"Medicine" Mountain is very worried about the situation of this aggressive person, presumably the most feared thing in this Baishan is this Senior Sister Su.

Lingyu pulled the sleeve of Su Rutong's sleeve and reminded him that after all, it was not in his own courtyard, so it was better not to be so public. Su Rutong's loud voice attracted the senior brothers in the courtyard, Long Sheng opened the door and walked out, and greeted the two, "Senior Sister Su, Senior Sister Ling, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Senior Brother Long, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" Su Rutong turned around and responded. Lingyu nodded in response.

"Okay, very good, two beautiful senior sisters and sisters from Qingxin Courtyard are here, our small courtyard is really full of brilliance!"

"Senior Brother Long laughed!" Su Rutong didn't want to say anything to him anymore, but Lingyu continued to say, she also knew how to avoid conflicts between Senior Sister Su and other senior brothers after being with Su Rutong for a long time, which was also the role of Master Xuanshu letting her accompany Senior Sister Su.

"You said yourself that you were lazy!" Senior Sister Su looked at the "Medicine" Mountain with an angry look. With an innocent look, Yao Shan replied, "Senior Sister Su, I'm not lazy, how could I be lazy!"

"Okay, I'm not lazy, I'll teach you personally today, see what you have to shirk in the future!" Let's go!" Senior Sister Su took the 'Medicine' Mountain to his room, Lingyu turned around and smiled awkwardly at Long Sheng and went in. Senior Sister Su's roar came from the room, "What is Gu Yuan's mantra, recite it to me." "Hurry up!", "Didn't you forget? and lie that you remembered?"

Long Sheng looked at the room and shook his head, and the other disciples also came out to check the clear sky, gathered with Senior Brother Long Sheng, and pointed at the room of the 'Medicine' Mountain.

"Senior Brother Longsheng, you said that he is an ordinary child in the 'Medicine' Mountain, why is Senior Sister Su so strict with him?"

"That's it, the little junior brother can't learn and has his difficulties, after all, the talent is not very good!"

"What should you all do, why don't you go, junior brother has something to do with junior brother!" Long Sheng waved his hand to all the junior disciples and signaled for everyone to disperse. The crowd didn't seem to be bored with themselves, and went back to their own homes.

This incident can be regarded as an "interlude" in ordinary life, and Long Sheng returned to his room to recall every bit about the little junior brother. He is just a mortal, an ordinary mortal, because of a coincidence he came to the White Mountain, where he should not have come, doing something he was not good at at all, being buried in such a big environment, no one paid attention, and there were no friends who could really play with him, so he could only stay in the yard from day to night, and could not do anything. Zecheng couldn't see anyone from morning to night, and now what the little junior brother wanted was not a powerful Dao method, but a friend who could accompany him.

With Senior Sister Su's scolding, the little junior brother finally survived the day, and Senior Sister Lingyu also secretly said in his ear, you have a good rest today, and I will come to see you tomorrow, and Senior Sister Su will not come.

When Yaoshan heard this, his eyes almost lit up, and he replied in an excited whisper, "Okay, senior sister, I will definitely practice more tonight." ”

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the "Medicine" Mountain saw the two of them and said, "Congratulations to the two senior sisters." ”

Senior Sister Su listened to the footsteps after hearing it, but she didn't look back, laughed and scolded: "Silly boy!"

Lingyu glanced back at him when she heard this, beckoned and left

At this time, the Luoyan Valley in the 100,000 mountains of the frontier was far away.

An old man sat quietly on the recliner, covered with a thick "hair" blanket, the sky "color" was also relatively gloomy, the small courtyard seemed very quiet, the tactful grape trellis was full of green grapes, the green "color" vines climbed up the roof tiles, the potted plants of flowers and plants next to it looked very exquisite, and there was a pair of block letters hanging on the inner wall. The upper link said: The vase of flowers falls into the inkstone, and the lower link says: The wind and bamboo knock on the window rhyme into the book, but there is a bit of leisure and elegant atmosphere.

There are three bungalows in the small courtyard, but they are bricks. The whole house looks quite quiet, as if a hermit who has been immersed in it for many years lives here, but who would have thought that this dying old man is actually the lord of Luoyan Valley - the poison king Dark Yangzi!

Let's talk about the Wild Goose Valley first, the Falling Wild Goose Valley is the same as the same mountain in the sky, it is located in a certain valley of the 100,000 mountains, just because there are too many people who practice poison, resulting in the poisonous gas in the valley, and even the wild geese can not fly over, so it is called the Falling Wild Goose Valley. According to a person who escaped from Luoyan Valley, there are 39 small valleys in the Luoyan Valley Valley, and one small valley is an evil way of cultivating the Tao, and all kinds of miserable ones are unbearable. Ghost Law Valley, Skull Valley, etc. One of the most notorious is the Twenty-Seventh Valley Charm "Confusion" Valley, all of which are female disciples, each with a good posture and "color", which is specially used to "confuse" and "confuse" men, so as to facilitate their Dao Fa far-reaching. It is said that the man who was 'bewitched' by such a woman had demented eyes, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was as weak as if it had been sucked away, and he was at the mercy of the woman, and finally turned into a pile of white bones.

Of course, back then, Tiantong Mountain searched the Luoyan Valley among the 100,000 mountains with the strength of the whole faction and failed, and a faction of thousands of people couldn't find it, and there was not even a trace of some cultivators, which made Yushang angry for several days.

At this time, Dark Yangzi was lying quietly on the recliner, seemingly leisurely but actually frowning, and a not bright oil lamp was constantly burning, causing the sound of high temperature cracking. There was another person standing in the shadows on the side, unable to see his expression clearly, with a slight clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a delicate face, like a woman, this person was the most proud disciple of the Poison King - Qing Chengmang. He didn't say a word, as if everything here had nothing to do with him.

The Poison King spoke: "Cheng Mang, who secretly instructed us to find out this time?"

Qing Chengmang slowly spoke: "Back to the master, I haven't found out for the time being, they were all dressed in black at that time, I couldn't see who it was at all, and I didn't say a word when I was fighting, and everyone's Taoism was not under me, and a few people were even stronger than me, I thought I was going to get the holy relics, so I was a little lax in my heart, and we were scattered in three times and two times, and the people of other sects were also like this, I hope the master will forgive me!"

"Do you think it's possible that someone from Tiantong Mountain did it?" the Poison King sat up from the recliner and looked at his most proud disciple, his eyes narrowing into a line.

"Back to Master, this is not impossible, but the disciple who monitored Tiantong Mountain told me that there has been no major transfer in Tiantong Mountain in the past few weeks, so I don't think it was someone from Tiantong Mountain who did it!"

"Then who do you think did it?" the Poison King's eyes were full of cunning.

"How can Bai Mountain" Qingchengmang not be humble or silent, spit out word by word, and cut it out categorically.

The Poison King sat on the recliner for a while, looking at the new shoots in the yard thoughtfully, his eyes were full of a powerful vitality, and the green plants accounted for more than half of the yard.

"The poisonous weeds that have just sprouted must be pulled, or it will be terrible when they grow up!"

Qing Chengmang understood, took the teapot on the table and poured some tea into the only cup, and left in small steps.

The poison king didn't want to say anything more, so he lay on the recliner again, quietly sipping tea. The quaint bamboo teacup has experienced hundreds of years of time, and the bunches of stripes are so close to each other, the cup is steaming hot, and the hot foam is bubbling from the bottom to the top, only to see the "color" of the tea, as bright as blood.

The clouds on the side of the hot weather just now gradually began to rain, and the light rain gradually turned into heavy rain, and the courtyard seemed quieter and cooler. The poison king was completely sleepy, looking at the heavy rain outside the door and thinking about something, as the head of a faction, he was often overwhelmed by the things under him.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening, the ticking of umbrellas, and the faint fragrance of seduction.

Qing Chengmang led a young female disciple one after the other.

Stepping on the stagnant water in the courtyard and gently coming to the door of the poison king, Qing Chengmang waved his hand to signal the woman to stop and report to the master himself.

He walked up to the master, attached to the poison king's ear and said softly: "Master, the little man of the Charm 'Confusion' Valley is here!"

The poison king didn't even look at it, and said, "Come in!"

At the sound of an order, a woman held a rose-red umbrella in her left hand and her pale blue "colored" long skirt in her right hand, which was spotless, and there was not a drop of muddy water.

With his left hand, he put the umbrella aside, stepped on the stone slab in front of the door, walked to the room where the Poison King was, and saluted the Poison King: "Meigu disciple Xiaoman see the Poison King's master!"

The Poison King gradually opened his eyes and looked at the disciple in front of him, Qing Chengmang leaned into the Poison King's ear and said: "Master, this is a talent who has appeared in the Charm Valley in the past few years, and the Dao Law can also be cultivated, and Uncle Linghuan is also highly praised, and he has not 'exposed' on a big occasion in the past few years, let alone out of the Poison Valley, so now the cultivators in the world do not know this woman, and she is the best person to send her to the Baishan Mountain to investigate." ”

This woman doesn't look very attractive, but a little delicate, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, when she looks forward to it, she has an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people take pictures, ashamed of themselves, and dare not blaspheme. But that cold and arrogant spirit is quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted, he is really an excellent talent for cultivating charm, and the poison king also secretly called that Linghuan's senior sister a good apprentice.

After seeing it, the Poison King applauded and asked, "Did Senior Sister Ling Huan tell you? This trip is extremely difficult, and it can't be completed without a strong fighting spirit!"

Xiao Man's expression was steady, and he replied: "Please rest assured, the disciple's 'sexual' life is saved by Luoyan Valley, and he will not give up even if he dies!"

"Okay! I won't give up even if I die!" the poison king stood up from the recliner with a thud and stood with his hands behind his back. "In this way, the destruction of the White Mountain is just around the corner. He turned back to Xiaoman and said: "You go this time, contact the stronghold of Qinghe Town, find out the situation of Qibai Mountain, the main matter is that someone will contact you when you arrive in Qinghe Town, go back today and prepare for it, leave tomorrow, okay, go down." ”

Xiao Man smiled slightly, full of that bright fragrance. "Master, senior brother, that disciple will retire first!"

As soon as the Poison King waved his hand outward, Xiao Man walked out, looked at her departing back, and said, "I didn't expect this Senior Sister Linghuan to accept a good apprentice!

Qing Chengmang was slightly embarrassed when he heard this, but he still replied: "Master doesn't have to be like this, senior brothers work hard every day!"

When the Poison King heard this, he stopped talking, and Qing Chengmang left willingly, leaving the Poison King alone in the room.

It is said that the general trend of the world, open and secret battles, often unfold in an invisible corner