In the early morning, before the sun rises, the sky behind the mountains is covered with a faint white glow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the teahouse in the west of the city, a clay pottery tea jar is placed in the corner of the wall, the tea jar is filled with steaming tea that has just been brewed, an old teapot is placed on the wooden cabinet, and the faint light flashes to show that it has been carefully wiped not long ago, three locust wood tables, ten benches, all of which are clean and new, obviously after careful cleaning.

Outside the teahouse, on the shore of the lake, an old wooden stake is nailed into the crack of the bluestone, and the rope of the boat coils around it, looking at the whole lake, but there is no trace of the familiar Wupeng boat.

At the entrance of the teahouse, a long wooden pole is erected, and an old towel flag with the word "tea" written on it is tied to it, and a breeze blows, and the towel flag swings slightly, bringing up a little deserted.

Liang Yi was standing in front of the counter of the teahouse at the moment, holding an open letter in his hand, and he was very fascinated by it, looking at his handwriting, it was left by the old man surnamed Bian, the owner of the teahouse.

"The little doll of the Liang family, the old man has something, so don't say goodbye, don't read it, we will meet in the future... What I told you some time ago, you must remember, never talk about it to others, remember ......"

The words are direct and clear, and they are full of the temperament of the old man surnamed over there.

"Before leaving, the old fairy also told me not to say it, and also said that there was a fate to say goodbye, and now Grandpa Bian also left me such a sentence before leaving, could it be that this old man left such a sentence when he left? Hmph, stinky old man, there is a fate to say goodbye, I actually left without saying hello......" Although he kept muttering dissatisfied, Liang Yi's heart still rose a trace of loneliness, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes, he came to help the old man every morning, listened to the old man's storytelling, and after a few years of companionship, he had already regarded the old man as his own grandfather, and now he said goodbye without saying a word, so how comfortable he felt in his heart.

"No matter how big it is, tell Yi'er about it......"

A crystal clear teardrop slid down the corner of his eye, and Liang Yi's gaze turned to the sky behind the mountains outside the window.

There, a red light was gradually breaking through the shackles of the sea of fiery red clouds.

It's dawn.

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More than 1,000 miles away from Fengdu City, there is a towering mountain peak that is beyond the reach of the naked eye, which is where the gate of the Spirit Sword Mountain is located!

At this moment, on the huge square in front of the huge hall of the Spirit Sword Mountain Gate, there are nearly a hundred white-robed figures neatly arrayed, all of them standing with swords in their hands, and one after another figures seem to have sword intent emanating from it, and they are connected together with momentum that soars into the sky!

In the air above the square, three figures stood on top of the wide illusory sword shadow with their hands in their hands, their robes were windless and automatic, and the majestic momentum swept out, as if they were above this heaven and earth!

"Dead Wood Daoist, my Spirit Sword Mountain Gate is so prosperous this time, if you can't find the heaven and earth spirit thing you said afterwards, do you know what the price is?" The figure of the three people in the middle trembled slightly, and the thunderous voice slowly came out, and it was the king who appeared on the throne of the main hall some time ago, and the voice roared in the square, and in an instant, the wind swept away, and the cultivation of the disciples was slightly lower, and they were even a little unstable.

"Excuse me, don't worry about the head of the king, I can save it, but it's the thirty percent afterwards... Please don't forget it......" A black-robed figure on the right side of the three trembled slightly, smiled gloomily, and a dark voice like grinding teeth slowly came out from under the black robe.

"As the head of the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect, Wang is in charge of a huge sect, how can the promise be reversed?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, just when I didn't say it. The black-robed figure said with a smile.

"Hmph... The sword-wielding elder and the inner disciples stayed at the mountain gate, and the rest of the elders and disciples followed me down the mountain!" With a light snort, the head of the king instructed another old man in a green shirt with a sword on his side, and then with a wave of his big hand, a gust of wind swept out, and the flying sword under his feet trembled, and he rushed down the mountain with a flash of white light, and disappeared in an instant, followed by the black-robed dead wood.

Seeing this, the white-robed figures on the square also rose into the air one after another, turning into white light and flashing by, and after a while, only the old man in green shirt and a few dozen disciples were left, only to see the old man in green shirt wave his robe, his face was solemn, and the sound of light cheers followed.

"All the disciples quickly return to their positions, and during the departure of the master, they will perform their duties and must not be lazy!"

"Yes!!"

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The morning sun dyed the clouds in the sky red, like rouge on the jade cheeks of a daughter.

The beautiful scenery in the sky is reflected in the lake surrounded by mountains, and it looks beautiful and peaceful.

A bluestone crossed the water, with a few splashed droplets, and then floated again, constantly hitting the water surface, until it floated out for a few meters, only to fall into the water unwillingly because of its gradual weakness, and slowly sank.

The waves broke the quiet scene, and the sky and green hills reflected in the lake gradually distorted.

Liang Yi stood on the bluestone steps by the lake, still holding a smooth bluestone in his hand, looking at the lake in a slight daze.

The slippery bluestone steps glow with a faint light, which is the usual laundry place for the people in Fengdu City, and the wooden stakes used to tie the boat rope are also nailed here, but the wooden stakes are still there, and the boat is gone.

"Grandpa Bian, where did you go, and will you come back......?"

Liang Yi came back to his senses from the noise, looked at the lake that was gradually returning to calm, and then looked at the teahouse where three or five passers-by had already sat down, and slowly turned around and left.

On the surface of the lake not far away, a bluestone shimmered again.

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"It's almost noon, Yi'er still doesn't want to come out......" Liang Feng looked at his wife Qiu Jin who was standing in front of him, frowned slightly and asked softly.

"Well, Yi'er locked himself in the house when he came back early this morning and never came out for a single step, and he shouldn't ask him. Shaking his head, a look of worry flashed in Qiu Jin's eyes.

"On weekdays, at this time, Yi'er should still be playing in the old man's teahouse in the west of the city, why today... But the old man ...... Bian frowned slightly, Liang Feng had a trace of doubt on his face, and then as if he had thought of something, his eyes turned to the wife in front of him.

"Well, I've already called someone to inquire, the old man left this morning, and even the boat was taken away, as for the reason, it's not very clear, and I think it's something important. Nodding slightly, Qiu Jin said with a hint of helplessness.

Seeing his wife nodding, Liang Feng looked relieved.

"No wonder... Eh, outside of this Liang Mansion, Yi'er's closest person is Old Man Bian... Let's just ask someone to prepare the meal and heat it up first, as for Yi'er... I'll call him later, and let him be alone. ”

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In the wing, Liang Yi was lying on the soft silk, looking at the sky above the courtyard wall through the open window, full of the scene of Grandpa Bian telling him stories in the past.

I still remember the first time he sneaked out from the Liang Mansion to play, when he was only four years old, this alley jumped, that street slipped and slipped, and in the end he was so lost in play, just when the tears flashing in his eyes were about to well-out, then he met an old man wearing a robe, and carrying a small cloth bag of coarse tea.

The old man was thin and thin, with a dark complexion, a few strands of snow-white beard dragging on his chin, a wrinkled face, and the green tendons on his hand carrying the tea bag were exposed, which looked quite scary, but it could be seen that Liang Yi, who was only four years old at the time, was full of curiosity in his eyes, the old man squinted his eyes, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, and asked with a smile.

"Little doll, have you ever been on a boat?"

Sitting on the low bench in the teahouse, four-year-old Liang Yi held a cup of slightly green tea in both hands, looked at the heat that gradually dissipated, his eyes were happy, and then he drank it dry in one gulp, and the slightly astringent but fresh tea went down his throat with a little bit of iron, which made Liang Yi's small figure tremble slightly, and then his face was relieved, quite enjoyable, and he smacked his lips, but it was with a bit of showing off and pretending to be old.

"Old man, your tea, good, good... By the way, do you know the Liang family, it's the Liang family in this Fengdu City, that's my family, to tell you, my family is rich, yes, yes... Anyway, there are a lot of them, for the sake of your tea being so delicious, when I get home, I will ask someone to build you a good house, your teahouse is too broken......" Liang Yi was finally impatient, and simply said very casually, looked around, and hurriedly changed the topic.

"Hehe, this old man in the broken teahouse looks very comfortable, the house doesn't need to be built, pay for the tea, two copper plates and a bowl of tea... By the way, do you have any money?" the old man smiled slightly, and then said with a strange expression.

As soon as the old man's words came out, Liang Yi suddenly secretly said in his heart, he is the young master of the richest merchant in a radius of 100 miles, and he still needs to bring money when he goes out? That is all the business of the next person, on weekdays, Mo said that such a bowl of tea is to buy this teahouse, buy this piece of land in the teahouse, it is all a matter of one sentence, but now the fact is: he sneaked out, and he really can't pay this account......

"I didn't bring ......" Liang Yi's little face collapsed at the moment, and he lowered his head and said with a bitter face.

The old man was amused by it, and he couldn't help snickering, and his tone was a little exaggerated, and he pretended to say in a low voice.

"Well, that's going to be tough... Two copper plates are the old man's food money for a day... Otherwise, you will come to the old man's teahouse every morning to help out, and you should pay off your debts......"

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Scenes from the past crossed his mind, and Liang Yi looked at the birds frolicking in the branches in the courtyard outside the window, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Bullshit's food money for a day, stinky old man, two copper plates tricked me into giving you a four-year long job......"

"What I said some time ago......"

"I'm afraid Grandpa Bian is also an immortal like the old immortal......"

"I don't know when I'll see you again...... "Sighing slightly, Liang Yi's eyes looked at the sky above the low courtyard wall outside the window, where a large black cloud was slowly drifting over.

"Is it going to change......

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Millions of miles away, on a cliff stream with a height of 10,000 feet, there is a black whirlpool like a whirlpool is slowly rotating, in the air outside the whirlpool, a black pong boat appears out of thin air, and then slowly swings, and a rickety old figure in a linen robe stands at the bow of the ship holding a bamboo pole.

"It's been a long time since I've sat in the teleportation array, it's really ......upside down."

The Upeng boat gradually stopped, looking at the black whirlpool in front of him, but the old man's face at the bow gradually became serious, his brows furrowed slightly, and the old voice slowly came out.

"News came from the spirit realm, and the space of the void realm suddenly became turbulent... There are only more than 30,000 years left until the next opening, is there something going to go wrong at this juncture......"

Looking back behind him, millions of miles away, that is where Fengdu City is located.

"The matter of the void realm cannot be ignored, my Dao body still has to go back quickly to join the deity, Yi'er, take care... The world is about to change......"

Slowly retracting his gaze, the bamboo pole in the old man's hand moved, and the Wupeng Bian Boat swung again, and then slowly rushed into the black whirlpool.

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The black clouds on the horizon were gradually approaching, and in the sky more than ten miles outside Fengdu City, a large group of white-robed figures stood on top of the flying sword, and at the head of the crowd, a middle-aged man looked ahead, with a rare trace of inexplicable weird smile on his face, and a low voice slowly came out.

"Is this the Fengdu City in front of this......?"