On the sixth day of June, the heat is getting stronger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt this time, it was just past noon, but the official road under Xiyun Mountain was already sweltering, and the merchants who were rushing in the morning could not bear the steamer-like weather, and entered the roadside trees to enjoy the cool rest.

The merchants also relied on the peace of Xiyun Mountain, if they were in other places in the wild mountains and forests, and the places where bandits were crowded, they would not dare to be so comfortable even if they borrowed their courage.

The reason why Xiyun Mountain is so peaceful and happy and there are no bandits at all is because there is a famous thousand-year-old view on the mountain - Xiyun Temple. It is said that thousands of years ago, Xiyun Mountain was not called Xiyun Mountain, at that time it was a nameless and dangerous mountain, but near the official road, there were 36 large and small green forest bandits, specializing in the capitalless business of robbing houses.

These robbers were so ferocious that they could no longer satisfy their greed by plundering their property. The robbers often went down to the mountains to kill people for amusement and plunder the people, and the women were used as camp prostitutes and the men as coolies. A good mountain, made the demon wind gust, and the streams on the mountain often washed the corpses of all kinds of mutilated people, like hell on earth.

At that time, the imperial court also had a headache, and several times the army was requisitioned to come to clear it, but the terrain of Xiyun Mountain was treacherous, the strange rocks were craggy, the barren forests were reckless, the bandits colluded with each other, occupied the dangerous roads and built passes, and the imperial army repeatedly requisitioned and requisitioned, spending countless money and food, but they could not take any advantage, and the rabble was helpless.

The emperor was furious, drew his sword to cut off the dragon case, demoted the generals with the troops and punished them, and was about to send the emperor list to find the virtuous people to exterminate the bandits, but at this time, Xiyun Mountain reported shocking news: a wild Taoist who came from nowhere, went up the mountain alone, and actually captured the leader of the thirty-six fierce bandits overnight and handed them over to the government.

The emperor was overjoyed by the news of this charcoal in the snow, and immediately issued an edict to show the 36 bandit leaders Ling Chi to the public, and made every effort to arrest the fleeing remnants, and at the same time invited the Taoist to enter Beijing and reward them heavily.

Who knew that in the face of the holy decree, the wild Daoist just arched his hand and said lightly: "The Holy Lord has such a generous reward, it is really a torture for the poor Dao." The poor road is originally idle clouds and wild cranes, unblessed people, extremely vulgar, if you reach the heavens, I am afraid that the court of the Son of Heaven will be polluted. Besides, the glory and wealth of the people who cultivate the Tao in our generation are just like floating clouds, if the Holy Lord really intends to reward and fight the poor Dao, please ask the Holy Lord to seal this nameless wild mountain in the Poor Dao. Poor road wandering for half a life, all over the famous mountains and rivers, but only love this wild mountain scenery, if you can concentrate on cultivating on this mountain, it is also a matter of heart but poor road. ”

The emperor was overjoyed when he got the news. He was worried at first, although the bandits were now cleared, but in time, if there were more bandits gathering among them, it would definitely be a boil in his heart. If there were such wild Taoist cultivators cultivating in the mountains, the bandits would definitely not dare to go up the mountains to make trouble again.

So the emperor immediately crowned the Ye Dao people as the national teacher to protect the country, mobilized tens of thousands of people, and found a treasure of feng shui to establish a Taoist temple on the nameless wild mountain according to the instructions of the Taoist. Because this wild Taoist people love the Liuyun Qingxi on the mountain, so they call this mountain Xiyun Mountain, and the wild Taoist people call themselves Xiyun Zhenren, and this Taoist temple is called Xiyun Temple.

Since then, Xiyun View stands on Xiyun Mountain, looking down on the world's three zhang red dust, and it is nearly a thousand years now. Between the millennium, the tide rises and falls, the flowers bloom, and the Central Plains Dynasty changes, but Xiyun Mountain is a pure land on earth under the protection of Xiyun Temple.

It is said that the sixth day of the sixth month of June is the once-in-50-year ascension festival of Xiyun Mountain.

It is said that after more than 100 years, he finally cultivated the right path and ascended to the throne. This festival is for this purpose. Originally, the festival was held once a year, but at the time of the three-hundred-year ascension festival of Xiyun Temple, the head of the sect at that time, Qingyue Daoren, suddenly dreamed that the ancestor Xiyun Zhenren said that the festival was once a year, and it cost too much, and it was not done by cultivators, so it was changed to a fifty-year festival from then on, and today coincides.

Xiyunguan attaches great importance to this festival, and the preparations began three months ago, and the head of the Lingxu Daoist abides by the ancestral teachings, and this festival only invites a few sects with deep roots. And at that festival fifty years ago, it is said that the head of the sect at that time, Zixia Dao, attached great importance to pomp and circumstance, and nearly 100 sects came to Xiyun Mountain to congratulate.

Things are different now. Although there are fewer guests coming, but the rules can not be changed at all, at this time in the Xiyun Temple, whether it is the front hall and the back hall, or the corridor room, the Taoist priests are very busy. However, at this time, an emaciated figure took advantage of the unpreparedness and quietly flashed out through a small door in the tall courtyard wall.

It turned out to be a fair boy.

The young man was dressed in a Xuanqing Taoist robe, with a loose bun on top of his head, a burden on his back, and a three-foot long sword in his hand. Because of the unusually hot and humid weather, his cuffs were rolled up to the crook of his arm, revealing an arm that was not a little thicker than a firewood stick, and there were a few clear bruises on it.

He probed his head out of the small door, and walked down the hill along the bluestone path in the bamboo forest.

This young man's name is Zhou Shaobai, originally the only son of a wealthy family in Lianzhou City under Xiyun Mountain, his father's name is Zhou Chaozong, doing medicinal materials business, and his wife have been married for many years, but he has never had children under his knees. Although he also invited famous doctors to use the precious tonic herbs at home to make various secret recipes to use, he still had no joy. It wasn't until he was over half a hundred years old that he got the snow saffron from a monk in the snowy region by chance, and then there was Zhou Shaobai.

Zhou Chaozong and his wife naturally regard this only son as a pearl in their palms and love them very much, but Zhou Shaobai has been frail and sick since he was a child, and several times he was very dangerous. For the health and safety of this only son's body and bones, Zhou Chaozong and his wife discussed, and decided to send him to Xiyun Mountain to cultivate, firstly, the practice of Xiyun Mountain can make people prolong their lives, strengthen their muscles and bones, and secondly, the medical skills of Xiyun Mountain are known as immortal arts, and every year there are all kinds of secret tonic tribute to the royal family, if the son can learn one or two, it will naturally be beneficial to his own medicinal material business.

So Zhou Chaozong was recommended by an old friend who was familiar with the layman, and took his young son Zhou Shaobai to the mountain to worship, and finally let Zhou Shaobai worship Xiyunguan Chengyu Taoist as a teacher, Zhou Shaobai has lived in Xiyunguan since then, and practiced until he was eighteen years old and then went down the mountain to go home. He was only eight years old that year, and now, a full eight years have passed, and Zhou Shaobai has grown from a drooping child to a white boy.

However, in the past eight years, Zhou Shaobai has not been happy.

He walked on the bluestone road for about half an hour, and he was already sweating profusely, so he raised his arm to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, but unexpectedly touched the wound on his arm again, and couldn't help frowning "oops" a few times.

It turned out that the senior brother knew that Zhou Shaobai was from a wealthy family, so he often asked him for money to gamble, but Zhou Shaobai practiced on the mountain and could not see his parents for a year, but where did he get the money? The senior brother treated him like this, and the other senior brothers did the same and bullied him.

In addition, the senior brothers were a few years older than Zhou Shaobai and were in good health, although Zhou Shaobai also followed his master to learn some basic exercises of the Xiyun School, but he was not the opponent of the senior brother, so he was beaten all over the body in three days.

He also secretly told his master Chengyu Daoren, but the senior brother has always pretended to be well-behaved in front of the master, Chengyu Daoist is kind-hearted, and he doesn't believe that his disciples will fight the little junior brother Zhou Shaobai, plus the other disciples all testify for the eldest disciple and there is no bullying, only saying that the scars are left by the senior brothers when they are fighting, so the Chengyu Daoist just told him to pay attention to proportions when competing in martial arts, and continued to practice intoxicated.

Seeing that the master couldn't count on it, Zhou Shaobai was disheartened, and the idea of escaping became more and more intense, and finally made up his mind to take advantage of the time when everyone was busy at the Ascension Festival and had no time to take care of others.

Zhou Shaobai looked at the scars on his arm, frowned and said: "Senior brother, I call you senior brother in vain, have you ever regarded me as a junior brother for a day? ”

But where do you go this time down?

Zhou Shaobai frowned and thought: If you go home, don't say that the master will send someone to look for him, even his father will definitely teach him a lesson, and then send him up the mountain. At that time, there will definitely be harsher punishments waiting for you.

Thinking of this verse, he panicked, he can't go back to this home, but what should he do?

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that there was no way out, this sixteen-year-old boy was anxious, sighed, and looked at the sky blankly, but saw that in the boundless blue sky above his head, suddenly a black spot fell rapidly, with the momentum of wind and thunder, and instantly fell into the grass around him!

Zhou Shaobai was startled, and quickly jumped to the side, with a flick of his wrist, he was already holding a sword in his hand. He only felt the air waves hitting his cheeks, faint pain, and looked at it, but it turned out to be a huge and vigorous black eagle, only to see it suddenly stretched out its claws as sharp as a knife, grabbed a mountain deer from the grass, without hesitation, and struggled to fan the huge wings that were more than two people long, and flew back into the nine skies like an arrow from the string, gradually disappearing, and the grass just now was still being stirred by the ups and downs of the air waves.

"Whew! it's wonderful!" Zhou Shaobai said happily, he reached out to touch his chest, and felt his heart vibrate excitedly.

Yes, as the so-called sea is wide and the fish jumps, the sky is high and the birds fly, the sky is so vast between heaven and earth, how can I be a mountain deer who loves the nest? I want to be this eagle soaring thousands of miles, so that no one dares to bully me again!

Zhou Shaobai's heart was agitated, his pride was suddenly born, the previous haze was swept away, he couldn't help humming a little song, and trotted down the mountain along the bluestone road, completely forgetting the sultry weather.

After walking for about half an hour, suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him, Zhou Shaobai was startled, only to see that the bushes on the side of the road had been knocked down by a falling object in the air, he was very surprised, so he stepped forward to take a look, but it was a mountain deer that had fallen to death, and the scratches on his back were deep and bone-seeing, just like a silver hook and iron scratch.

At this time, there were a few strange long whistles in the air, Zhou Shaobai's heart moved, he looked up suddenly, and sure enough, he saw that it was the black giant eagle just now, only to see it hovering in the air for two weeks, and then falling straight towards the place where the mountain deer fell.

Zhou Shaobai was afraid of being injured by it, so he hurriedly flashed to the side and squatted behind the stone. I saw the giant eagle fall like black lightning, but this time it did not rush to fly away, but turned around and pecked at the body endlessly, whistling a few times from time to time.

Zhou Shaobai was very surprised in his heart, and when he looked at it, he saw that there was a broken feather arrow inserted in the giant eagle's body, and the giant eagle turned around and wanted to pull out the feather arrow, but it was always an inch short and could not reach it.

Zhou Shaobai just saw the majestic posture of this giant eagle eagle striking the sky, which inspired his man's pride, and now seeing that the giant eagle couldn't even grasp a mountain deer because of the pain, Zhou Shaobai shook his head and sighed, and said in his heart: Black eagle, black eagle, although you have giant wings that cover the sky, but because of a small broken arrow, you can't rise to the top, just like I met a wicked person to obstruct me, I can't concentrate on cultivation, it's a pity! No, I want to help you.

So Zhou Shaobai strengthened his courage and stood up from behind the stone. When the giant eagle spotted him, he immediately held his head high, opened his two-length giant wings, flapped them a few times, and put them away majestically, roaring a few times, and shooting two arrow-like gazes at him.

Zhou Shaobai took a look at the giant eagle's claws, and found that its toes were much thicker than his own arms, and he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart: This giant eagle is abnormal, if it is caught by this claw, its arm can be broken.

The giant eagle puffed up its giant wings again, fanning out the wind and waves, Zhou Shaobai covered the sand and gravel flying towards his eyes, and thought: It's not good, the giant eagle is suspicious that I want to be unfavorable to it, I'm afraid I'm going to leave!

The boy and the Condor are finished