Chapter 1: Qingyun

The Qingyun Mountains are towering and towering, the tiger is located in the Central Plains, there is a big river "Hongchuan" in the mountain, and Shanyang is an important town "Heyang City", choking the throat of the world, and the geographical location is very important.

Qingyun Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, the peaks are undulating, there are seven peaks at the highest, towering into the clouds, only the white clouds surround the mountainside in the flat rì, and the true face of the mountain is not known. Qingyun Mountain is densely forested, waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, there are many in all, the scenery is sè dangerous and strange, and the world is famous.

It's just that the more famous one is the Xiuzhen sect on this mountain-Qingyunmen.

Qingyun has a long history, and it has been more than 2,000 years since its creation, and it is the first of the two ways of good and evil today. It is said that the patriarch of the Kaipai was originally a master of the rivers and lakes, who was depressed and depressed for half his life. At the age of forty-nine, he traveled all over the world, passing by Qingyun Mountain, and saw at a glance that this mountain bell was beautiful, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and it was an excellent place. Immediately climbed the mountain, ate and drank dew, cultivated the true Tao, and in a few days, he actually got an unknown ancient scroll in a secret cave in the depths of Qingyun Mountain, and uploaded all kinds of magic techniques, which were difficult and dry, but they were infinitely useful and powerful.

The master had this adventure and devoted himself to practice. In the past 20 years, a small success, it has come out, and several ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, although it cannot dominate the world, it has also become a hero. Then on Qingyun Mountain, he opened a sect and called it: Qingyun. Therefore, according to the ancient scrolls, close to Taoism, he dressed up as a Taoist and called himself "Qingyunzi", and later generations of children were called "Qingyun Zhenren".

Qingyun Zishou was 367 years old, and he received ten disciples in front of him, and before he died, he admonished: "I have been talking about learning for half my life, physiognomy, and especially in the phase of feng shui." This Qingyun Mountain is a rare spiritual land in the world, and I Qingyun Sect occupies this mountain, and it will definitely prosper after rì, and you must not give up. Remember, remember!"

At that time, the ten disciples nodded one after another, convinced that Qingyunzi had just passed away. Unexpectedly, in the next hundred years, I don't know whether it was the will of heaven to make people, or whether it was the Qingyunzi physiognomy at all, and the Qingyunmen not only did not develop, but it declined.

Among the ten disciples, two died young, four died in the vendetta duel in the rivers and lakes, and the remaining one was crippled and one was missing, and only two veins were passed down. In this way, after 50 years, there was an unprecedented natural disaster and earthquake within a radius of 100 miles of Qingyun Mountain, a flash flood erupted, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and countless casualties were killed. And only the only seedling left, but limited to qualifications, low skills, long since Qingyunzi back then, but because of that ancient scroll, provoked foreign enemies to fight, several bloody battles, if it were not for the few powerful forbidden magic weapons left by Qingyunzi, I am afraid that Qingyunmen has been destroyed.

This situation has lasted for a full four hundred years, and Qingyunmen has not risen at all, which can almost be described as "lingering". In the end, he was even bullied to the door of his home, among the seven peaks of Qingyun, except for the main peak Tongtian Peak, the remaining six were occupied by foreign enemies, among which there were robbers and bandits, who used them as strongholds, looted everywhere, and ran rampant. There are many misunderstandings among people who don't know, thinking that Qingyunmen has fallen like this, although the children of Qingyun have many justifications, and they also have the intention to kill the enemy to correct their reputation, but they are powerless, pitiful and lamentable. I still think about it, it was really the saddest part of Qingyun's lineage.

It wasn't until 1,300 years ago that things changed.

Probably because Qingyunzi's physiognomy has finally appeared, or God is tired, no longer playing tricks on Qingyunmen, at this time, from the eleventh generation of Qingyunmen, there is a peerless figure with amazing talents and leaders-Qingye Daoren. Qingye's original surname is Ye, he was originally a poor scholar, talented and intelligent, but he failed to succeed repeatedly, and then by chance, he was accepted as a closed disciple by the tenth generation of the head of Qingyunmen, only twenty-two years old.

After Aoba got started, he comprehended all the swordsmanship and magic passed down by Wu Fangzi in just one year, and he was the best among the disciples. After another year, even Wuzi could only barely make a draw with him with his profound cultivation. Wu Fangzi was surprised and delighted, and resolutely took out the ancient scroll handed down by the ancestor and passed it on to Aoba to participate in the auspicious book by himself. Aoba retreated in the "Phantom Moon Cave" on the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, and this pass was thirteen years before he broke through.

It is said that when he broke through, it was the night of the full moon. That night, the cold moon hung high, and the entire Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak was like day. Suddenly, the wind is blowing, and there is a dragon roaring in the back mountain, and the sound is shaking for hundreds of miles, and the listener is unchanged. Later, there is a light purple auspicious light, rising to the sky, a loud noise, the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion suddenly opened, the green leaves are white, smiling, there is a clear light, slowly walked out, everyone was shocked, thinking that they had become immortals.

Subsequently, Qingye officially became a monk, taking his family surname Ye, taking the word "green" of Qingyun, so the name Qingye. He smiled at his mentor and said, "The master will wait a while, and the disciple will go out to do something, and he will return as soon as he arrives." ”

Everyone didn't know why, and after a night, Qingye returned with the sword, and the six peaks of Qingyun Mountain were all ambushed. The strength of the Qingye Dao humanitarian law and the ruthlessness of the means made it famous all over the world for a while, and the Qingyunmen was very popular.

After another year, Wu Fangzi was about to pass on the position of head to Aoba, and he went to clean up and no longer pay attention to trivial matters in the door. After Aoba took power, he vigorously supported his fellow disciples, strictly selected successors, and comprehended from the nameless scroll, which had the power of gods and ghosts. Qingyunmen has been steaming since then, and for 50 years, it has been the pillar of the righteous path, and after 200 years, it has led all the sects of the righteous path.

Qingye Zhenren died at the age of 750, he accepted disciples rigorously in his life, and only passed on seven people, so he divided the seven peaks of Qingyun into seven people, so that the seven veins passed on the incense. Among them, Nagato is located in the Qingyun view of the main peak Tongtian Peak, which is the center of gravity.

And so far, there are nearly 1,000 disciples under the Qingyun Sect, and the masters are like clouds, and the prestige is prominent, and the "Tianyin Temple" and "Incense Valley" are listed as the three major schools in the world. And the head of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, meritorious and transcendent, is a peerless figure in the world.

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At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles away from the big city "Heyang", there is a small village called "Caomiao Village". There are more than 40 families living here, the folk customs are simple, and the people in the village mostly go up the mountain to collect firewood and hand it over to Qingyunmen in exchange for some silver taels to live. The villagers in Pingrì often see Qingyun disciples coming and going, and they are magical, and they worship Qingyunmen, thinking that they have attained the Tao of immortals. And Qingyunmen has always taken care of the surrounding people, and it is also quite good to the villagers here.

This rì, the sky is heavy, and the dark clouds are low, which makes people feel breathless.

Looking from Caomiao Village, the majestic Qingyun Mountain plunges into the sky, with strange peaks and strange rocks, faintly with a trace of hideousness.

It's just that the villagers have lived here for generations, and they have seen this scene many times, and they don't care, let alone ignorant children.

"Stinky boy, where are you going?" a scolding, with a little smile, from the mouth of half of the eldest child, he looked about ten years old, with beautiful eyebrows, leading four or five boys and girls, chasing another child in front of him. The kid in front of him, two years younger than him and shorter, was now smiling all over his face, and ran forward with all his might, occasionally turning back and grimacing.

"Zhang Xiaofan, if there is a kind of you stop!" the child behind him shouted.

The child named Zhang Xiaofan in front of him snorted, and said as he ran: "You are an idiot!"

Running all the way, the children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village. From the outside, this small grass temple is dilapidated, and I don't know how many ups and downs it has experienced.

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, but he was not careful, and was actually mixed by the door panel, plopped, and fell on his heels. A few children behind were overjoyed, hugged him, and pressed him under him, the handsome boy had a good face, and said with a smile: "I caught you, now you have nothing to say?"

Who knew that Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes strangely and said, "No, no, you plotted against me, how can you count?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "When did I plot against you?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "Okay, you Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?"

The kid named Lin Jingyu said loudly: "How can there be such a thing!"

Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, looking resolutely not surrendered and did not give in. Lin Jingyu was angry from his heart, grabbed his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "If you say that you will admit defeat if you catch it, will you accept it?"

Zhang Xiaofan ignored it.

Lin Jingyu's face was flushed, his hands were forced, and he said loudly: "Do you accept it?"

Zhang Xiaofan's trachea was choked by him, his breathing gradually became difficult, and his face slowly began to turn red, but at his young age, he was extremely strong, and he didn't say a word.

Lin Jingyu became more and more angry, the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and he said in a stacked voice: "Do you want to accept it, do you want to accept it, do you want to accept it?"

At this time, the other children saw that it was wrong, and they all quietly shrank back, leaving only these two ignorant children, who insisted on each other like this for the sake of the battle of will.

Seeing that a catastrophe was born for no reason, I suddenly heard a Buddha call in the depths of this grass temple, and someone said: "Amitabha Buddha, stop quickly." ”

A thin palm came out of the air, stretched out two fingers, and flicked on Lin Jingyu's hands. Lin Jingyu was shocked like an electric shock, his whole body was shocked, and his hands naturally let go.

Zhang Xiaofan gasped for breath, obviously holding back hard. The two of them were stunned on the spot, came back to their senses, remembered the scene just now, and looked at each other, and each other became more and more afraid.

Lin Jingyu was stunned and said, "Xiaofan, I'm sorry." I don't know how to ......."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, his breathing gradually stabilized, and said, "It's okay." Hey, who are you?"

The children followed his gaze and saw an old monk standing in this temple, his face wrinkled, dressed in a shabby robe, and his whole body was dirty. Only holding a string of jasper prayer beads in his hand was crystal clear, dazzling, and emitting a faint blue light. The strange thing is that among the dozen or so green jade prayer beads of the same size, smooth and clear, there is also a non-jade and non-stone, dark purple, dull and dull bead.