The people in the village said to each other that the cultivators were punished by the gods, and the people in the mountain village all ran to tell each other that the magic of heaven and earth, good and good will repay evil, and evil will be punished sooner or later, and the language seems to have become people's mantra in the past few days, and secretly, Yang Mingyu and Yang Mingjian arranged the safety of the village and did not disturb many people, because after all, such peace is not easy to come by, and the responsibility for many things lies with themselves, so they have strengthened a lot of vigilance in worry, so as to alleviate the self-blame in their hearts

After a few days, people are still immersed in this joyful atmosphere, people who are working on the top suddenly see dark clouds above the mountain village, the wind blows the trees, the wind and sand fill the mountains and forests, people are stunned by this sudden scene, hurriedly dodge, and after a while, the wind gradually weakens, and a white-bearded old man appeared in the sky above Yangjiayu, this old man's hair is white, his face is like a crown of jade, his eyes exude a strange light, a pale robe, holding white dust, white socks under his feet, and a Taoist look

From a distance, this old man is by no means a good type, the aura exuded from his body makes people shudder, and there are bursts of murderous intent in the coldness, people are terrified, and they don't know what to do, and this old man stands on top of the clouds, calmly, and Yu Xuanang begs the enemy and scolds Yang Jiayu like a murderer who hurts his apprentice

People listened carefully, only to hear this old Dao Lang say: "Tai Chi Xiao'er actually shot to hurt my Qingcheng disciple, hurry up and hand over the murderer, otherwise don't blame the poor Dao's subordinates for ruthlessly, let you chickens and dogs restless, sleep and eat, hurry up and come out to die."

Yang Mingyu and Yang Mingjian were in the village to check the security protection of the cloth, but they didn't think about it, but they came to such a demon way, and their own cultivation is still shallow, it is difficult to fight against such a cultivator, it is indeed melancholy, and Yang Wushuang is at home when he hears the rumor in the village, and knows that things are a little strange, and he can hear the sound of asking for advice, and the sister-in-law Yang Wu protects the child and mother-in-law

Yang Wushuang looked at the old Taoist in Tsing Yi in the air and said loudly: "You are so rude, I think my Taiji Sect has nothing to do with you, Qingcheng has nothing to do with it, how can I hurt your disciple, the injured disciple thinks that I am also a person without virtue, I Taiji is known for his high morality, how can I allow you to talk nonsense here and leave quickly, otherwise Hugh blames the girl and is not welcome."

Lao Dao heard Yang Wushuang's words and laughed: "Tai Chi has such a heroine in the middle of the woman, I admire it, I think I Qingcheng has never thought of such a disciple of virtue and art in Qingcheng for many years, poor Dao competes with you, see if you dare to be rampant" After saying that, Lao Dao waved the floating dust and attacked Yang Wushuang, and a flash slashed towards Yang Wushuang's top beam

Yang Wushuang waved his long sword, the purple clouds suddenly parried, and he was still fighting with the old Dao in one place, in an instant, the sword light flashed, the glow flew, the purple clouds and the black smoke flew around, it was difficult to see the figure of the person who had moved, only shocked the people in the village dumbfounded, did not dare to look at it for a long time, and quietly dodged when the two were fighting, just in case, Yang Mingyu also returned home just in case

But why did this old way come about, it wasn't just for the disciples of Qingcheng who were humiliated and wanted to flee from Shushan

Seeing that the situation had gone, the people in Shu Mountain hurriedly fled to the imperial qi, and in the middle of the flight, the head of Qingcheng, Liu Xia Hui, suddenly saw Elder Sedum speeding past him, and there was no disciple behind him, and he was suspicious in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Where is the ancestor going?"

Seeing that everyone was running for their lives in a hurry, there were no miscellaneous people around, so he slowed down and walked side by side with Yanagi Hui, and said in a mournful voice: "Let you be wronged, I think I, Sedum has never suffered such a shame, first find a self-cultivation and life, why I will take revenge on this blood revenge to relieve the hatred in my heart, where are you going?"

Facing the questioning of the ancestor of Sedum, Hui Yanagi said to himself: "Hey, since I have been punished by heaven, I have to return to the mountains to practice behind closed doors, and I will not be disturbed by the red dust in the world, so I can live a leisurely life, after all, as a person of cultivation, I am quiet and inactive, as long as there is a inheritance, why care about the number of people, if the ancestor does not dislike me, there are many caves in the mountains of Qingcheng, and the quiet place is also conducive to the cultivation of the ancestor."

Sedum ancestor saw that when he was suffering, there were still people who wanted to take him in, and his heart was full of emotion, after all, in the world, no one asked about the rich, there were distant relatives in the mountains, who would leave a failed friend by his side when he was in danger, and there were almost no people who wanted to pull in times of crisis, after all, there were a few

Yanagishita Hui was able to help a lot when he was so down, it was really a righteous man who valued love and righteousness, and Sedum Ancestor said: "The disciple has such a benevolent heart that the ancestor cannot be repaid."

Yanagi Huiyan said: "Ancestor don't want to shirk, if it weren't for the danger, the ancestor wouldn't go to Baoshan to talk about the Daomen, everyone is a family, and this is also a matter of effort, and the ancestor will be surprised."

Words and deeds have not been long, the forest in the mountains of Qingcheng Mountain is lush, strange rocks are full of clouds, a quiet realm, Jingtian Ancestor looked at it and said: "What a quiet place, the paradise is just like this, the land with few people is a good place for cultivation, I went to find a cave to practice, and I went to Youlao disciples"

Yanagishita Hui looked at the Sedum Ancestor in the distant mountains and said loudly: "If there is anything, just say hello, the disciple will definitely do his best to help."

Sedum Ancestor is looking for a quiet place for his cultivation in Qingcheng Mountain, where there are countless caves, and the place where Sedum Ancestor is looking is an incomparably quiet realm, and only when the environment is cleared can he collect the most secluded qi in heaven and earth to repair his injured Yuan Shen

After looking for a long time, I suddenly saw a strange stone born outside the cliff, the trees and weeds in the cliff were overgrown, and there was a quiet cave hidden in it, where people are inaccessible, birds and beasts are difficult to walk, it is really a good place for self-cultivation, the ancestor has made up his mind in his heart when he observes for a long time, it is difficult to be found here, and the mountains are high and the valleys are deep, who will come here

It is not a big problem to plan that the ancestor will come to this uninhabited cave to retreat and practice in order to nourish his injured Yuan Shen and Neidan, and to cultivate the Inner Dan Yuan Shen and cultivate his own demon flags, the old ancestor is happy in his heart, and he came to the cave to find a place to retreat and meditate

Sedum Ancestor meditated and retreated, the pure spirit and resentment between heaven and earth slowly gathered in the cave, slowly forming a huge sphere, protecting the ancestor's figure, full of any beasts, elves and people in the cave It is difficult for any beast, elf and person to enter it, it is such an incomparably resentful breath nourishing the ancestor's inner dan and the original god, and this resentful breath is the most poisonous thing in the world

The powerful confluence of such a resentful and poisonous thing unknowingly alarmed a cultivator who had been in retreat here for many years