The green mountains are endless, like green dragons swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the morning mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At the foot of the mountain stood a young man who was fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and thin, ragged but very thickly dressed, and a jet-black ding, about the size of a thumb, tied with a black rope around his neck. The delicate cheeks looked a little pale, as if Shen Ke had not healed.

"Turning over the mountain in front of you, it should be the legendary Lingyun Sect, right?"

The young man looked at the mountain in front of him and whispered, on the other side of the mountain lived his hope, the hope of living!

The young man's surname Xiao came from a remote rural village in Baiyue Kingdom, and because he was sick since he was a child, his family named him Changsheng. Although the family has been a doctor for generations, they can't cure his stubborn disease. There is an old man in the family who says that he will not live to be eighteen, and this year he is sixteen!

In desperation, he followed a legend to the Baiyue Mountains. Legend has it that the Lingyun Sect, the largest immortal cultivation sect in the Baiyue Kingdom, is in the depths of this Baiyue Mountain Range.

There are no less than ten mountains like the one in front of him. Every time he turned over one, he would tell himself that on the other side of the mountain was the Lingyun Sect. But every time he climbed over a mountain, it was not the Spirit Cloud Sect that caught his eye but another mountain. But he didn't give up, but climbed one after another.

Ahem-

Changsheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times, then bent down and began to look for something. After a while, he picked a large handful of herbs, looked at the herbs in his hand and whispered: "It seems that the Lingyun Sect should not be far away, look at these herbs, although they are not very old, they are extraordinary, such elixirs cannot be grown in the land of Lingxiu." ”

I found some firewood, then took out the small ding and threw it in front of me, and shouted softly in my mouth: "Big!" I saw that the small ding, which was originally the size of a thumb, suddenly enlarged, and it was as big as an iron pot in the blink of an eye.

"The things of the immortal family are really extraordinary. ”

After sighing, he threw the herbs in his hands into the ding, took some water and poured it in, and began to make a fire to boil the medicine. However, when the tea is done, there is a medicinal fragrance coming from the ding. Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, a smile appeared on Changsheng's face.

This small tripod was handed down by his ancestors, and it is said that his ancestors picked it up when they were collecting medicine. For so many years, the Xiao family didn't take him seriously, until one day Changsheng accidentally splashed the blood on his finger on Xiao Ding, and suddenly found that this Xiao Ding was actually big or small. Only then did I feel that this Xiaoding was not a mortal thing, and it was very likely to be a legendary immortal thing.

Soon the medicine was decocted, and after taking the medicine, Changsheng's pale face finally had a hint of ruddyness. When he was about to lie down and rest for a while, he suddenly felt a strange movement in the woods next to him, and immediately got up and looked at it.

Hanging sperm white-fronted tiger!

As soon as he saw this half-human-tall tiger, Changsheng only felt a chill down his spine, and quickly accepted Xiao Ding and waited intently. In addition to decocting medicine and cooking rice, this Xiao Ding is also his weapon. After throwing and magnifying, it weighs more than 1,000 catties, where can ordinary beasts be shocked by the power of this tripod?

Seeing that Changsheng was like a great enemy, the white tiger's eyes were slightly stunned, and then he ran towards Changsheng happily.

"Don't ...... Don't come, don't ......."

Changsheng took a few steps back, accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "...... again Come again, I'...... You're welcome......"

Seeing that Changsheng was so afraid of him, the white tiger suddenly stopped, and after carefully looking at Changsheng, he ran over again as if he had determined something.

"I'll go!"

Seeing that the white tiger was still walking towards him, Changsheng immediately burst into a foul mouth. Sit up, holding Xiao Ding tightly in his hand, if this white tiger rushes to his side again, he will not hesitate to smash it.

"Great!"

The white tiger really didn't disappoint him, and the little ding in Changsheng's hand was thrown out violently. The small tripod grows in the wind, and it grows to the size of one zhang in an instant. If this really hits the white tiger, it will have to be smashed into a pile of meat puree.

The white tiger stopped and looked at the giant ding that smashed over in confusion. I don't know if it thinks it can withstand this tripod, or if it's strange how Changsheng could smash it? Just like that, the stupid pestle was there, letting the giant tripod smash at it.

"Presumptuous!"

There was a coquettish shout, but a silver light flashed.

"Small!"

Changsheng shouted almost at the same time as Na Jiaojiao, and Xiao Ding's voice became smaller, and when it hit the white tiger's head, it was already only the size of a thumb. Seeing that the white tiger was still looking at Xiao Ding who fell to the ground with a confused expression, Changsheng secretly wondered: "Could it be that this white tiger knows Xiao Ding? Now that I think about it, this guy doesn't seem to be hostile to himself." ”

"Rat dares!"

Another coquettish shout came, and the sound was far away before, but now it was all within reach. Changsheng looked up and saw a beautiful woman in white standing in front of him, her face was like frost, and a three-foot long sword was no more than three inches from his throat. Reaching out and sucking, he sucked the small ding that fell to the ground in his hand.

The girl put the small ding in her hand, looked at it again and again, and didn't even let go of the slightest place. While looking at Xiao Ding in his hand, he looked at Changsheng, and suddenly said in a trembling voice: "Master...... Master?"

"Master?"

"You really are a master!"

The girl's originally cold cheeks suddenly rained pear blossoms. Although that face is thin and pale, the outline is the same as in memory! There is also this tripod, this tripod can be used by no one except the master!

"Master!"

With a painful cry, he instantly knelt in front of Changsheng, and plunged into Changsheng's not wide arms and cried bitterly. Tears of surprise pierced her cold cheeks, and she kept calling out to her master. The endless sorrow, the endless heartfelt heart, a thousand words are turned into that shout, into that drop of tears.

"Master?"

This sudden scene made Changsheng dumbfounded, and his outstretched hands shook left and right, not knowing where to put them at all. If he wanted to pick up this girl and comfort her, he wouldn't dare. What if someone recognizes the wrong person? If you don't turn around and slash yourself with a sword? That's not just in case, but in an ironclad admit.

Don't look at this girl, with the magic that comes and goes without a trace, she is completely a legendary immortal. I have never seen an immortal in my life, and it is impossible to accept an immortal as an apprentice.

After a long time, Changsheng pushed away the slightly calmer girl in his arms, and said softly, "Shangxian, you may have recognized the wrong person." I'm only sixteen years old this year, and I'm just a mortal, how can I have an immortal like you as an apprentice?"

"Master, I'm Jiajia, don't you remember?"

The girl didn't care what Changsheng said at all, took out Xiao Ding and said: "Except for the master, no one can refine this Bao Ding under ordinary conditions. Even if I recognize the wrong person, I can recognize this ding. I don't know what I remembered, tears flowed down again, and I was about to throw myself into Changsheng's arms.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

Changsheng saw that the girl who claimed to be Jiajia was about to throw herself into his arms again, so he quickly stopped: "Okay, Jiajia is it." Even if I'm your master, you can't do this, if you show it to others, how embarrassing it will be. ”

The girl stared at Changsheng for a while, and the more she looked at it, the more she lost it, and finally she could only lament in her heart: "It seems that the master really doesn't remember me, he only looks at me with doubts and even fear, but he is not spoiled in the past." ”

After looking at the cultivation of immortality, I was relieved in my heart. The master is now a mortal, and it is normal to have no memories of his past life after reincarnation. Although I was relieved at the bottom of my heart, I was always a little inexplicably sour.

Seeing that Changsheng was still looking at herself in confusion, the girl returned the small ding in her hand to Changsheng and said, "Master, you don't remember me, do you remember him?" Seeing Changsheng looking at himself in confusion, he said, "You really don't recognize it?"

"What a magic weapon this is, it looks beautiful. ”

"It's not just beautiful, it's powerful. Even if there are people in the entire Dongzhou Cultivation Realm who have not seen him, there will be no one who has not heard of his prestige. ”

The girl stared at the pair of small wings in her hand, and there was yearning, reverence and remembrance in her eyes.