Winding mountain roads.

An old man who drank wine from time to time, a young man who supported the old man, the shadow behind him was very short, dripping with sweat, staining his clothes.

Maybe there is something different about this scene at the moment.

But ten years later, when Ye Bai recalled it, he always drank a few glasses of wine silently.

It used to be just the ordinary.

"I have a drinking buddy who happens to be in charge of it these days, and he just happens to enlighten you. ”

The old man's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was panting at the moment.

Ye Bai nodded.

The two of them came down from the mountain and went straight through the trail, and it was only at sunset that they arrived at the Xuanling Peak.

The number of people is also starting to increase.

"Uncle Shi is good. ”

"Uncle Shi is good. "The surrounding disciples didn't, Ye Bai imagined the ridicule and unfair treatment, this is the Immortal Dao Sect, not the Demon Sect.

The old man laughed.

Then he walked into a room and motioned for Ye Bai to stay here and wait for him for a while.

Most of the female disciples around, or rather, these are the children sent by some families, almost all of them are eleven or twelve years old, and they don't know anything yet.

At this moment, it seemed that the sermon was over, and there was nothing to do, so they all looked at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai smiled reluctantly, he had been cultivating the way of the sword in his previous life, almost for more than twenty years, so he was already used to loneliness, and he didn't know how to talk to people normally for a while, except when he killed someone, of course.

There's no ridicule around.,It's just the curiosity of these little Lori.。

"Is the chicken from Kendo Peak delicious?" asked a little Lori, who suddenly mustered up her courage and blinked her eyes and whispered.

Ye Bai nodded, not knowing what to answer, so he could only say, "It's really good." ”

Little Lori licked her lips and said, "Really?"

Ye Bai nodded, he used to be on the opposite mountain, not only once stole the little raised by the old man, he was not purely for the sake of appetite, this body was too weak, he wanted to practice the swordsmanship of his previous life, but he couldn't, he could only wait for this body to slowly get better, and eating meat was a better means.

Little Lori suddenly burst into tears.

Ye Bai didn't know why, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?" These are eleven, twelve, and thirteen-year-old little Lori, and now she makes one cry, and when the female Taoist comes, he has nowhere to reason.

Little Lori cried.

"Once, I bought a roast chicken, woo, I wanted to eat it, my mother said that the roast chicken was not delicious, woo, I didn't eat it!!"

This little Lori cries with rain in pear blossoms.

Ye Bai looked at the more and more people, and said helplessly: "Next time, next time I'll secretly bring it to you." ”

Little Lori, raised her head, her robe was wet.

"Come in. ”

The old man coughed and said.

Little Lori's sermon also began, Ye Bai turned his head, blinked his eyes, and Little Lori nodded cutely.

Little Lori and some smaller Lori began to listen seriously again

It was pitch black inside the room.

"Ahem. ”

Only the old man coughed.

"Ye Bai?"

There was an even more shriveled voice, as if holding the tip of a needle, scratching on the glass.

Ye Bai said: "Yes." ”

"In the past. The old man whispered.

Ye Bai walked towards the place where the sound came from.

After passing through a long corridor, Ye Baicai saw an old Taoist priest sitting on a futon by unknown light, and the old Taoist priest raised his eyes at this moment and said: "Enlightenment, transmission, the beginning of cultivation, you are prepared." ”

Ye Bai nodded.

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "Come with me." ”

As he spoke, he went inside.

Ye Bai was a little confused, but he didn't understand until he got inside.

There are three ancient paintings in front, in which one is a Taoist priest holding a sword, the sword is placed on his knees, but it is not the person's sword, but the aura is swallowed against the sword.

The other is a myriad of white clouds. A crane was on it, swimming to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

The other is a doe, running on the ground, stepping on the aura and collecting the divine light.

"Kenshin Qi Method. ”

"The white crane looks at the qi. ”

"The spirit deer returns to the Yuan Dao. ”

The old Taoist priest said: "Each peak has three such diagrams of spiritual transmission, of course, excluding the Kendo Peak. ”

Ye Bai was puzzled: "What should I do?" Originally, he thought he didn't care, but now he was inexplicably a little excited.

"Looking at the three pictures, in turn, the pair that can enter your heart and pass on your way is your practice, if all of them can't, then the Dharma does not exist, go back. ”

The old Taoist priest said.

Ye Bai looked over in turn.

The spirit deer ran, Ye Bai looked at it, without any thoughts, and his eyes were sour.

Bai He was angry, and Ye Bai actually thought of the chicken leg that little Lori said.

Kenshin is angry.

Ye Bai's face changed.

The old Taoist priest was also a little impatient at first, a disciple with a nine-grade talent, I am afraid that he can only practice some of the lowest-level exercises, which can reach the exercises of the Dan realm, where is such a little guy to practice, that old guy is really unreasonable.

The old Taoist priest looked at the old man's face with more and more disdain.

The old man's face was serious.

Ye Bai's face turned extremely pale in an instant.

The old Taoist priest was surprised, his fingers moved, and the surrounding spiritual light appeared, and the spiritual energy began to gather from all directions and inject into Ye Bai's body.

The old man suddenly said, "Hah." I said he could, I said he could!"

The old Taoist priest said, "Go out, don't disturb him." ”

Ye Bai swayed for a while, as if he was spiritual, turned into the painting, turned into the sword, and the surroundings were empty, only this sword, there were acupoints on the sword, there were meridians, and the aura was injected from the sword, and it swirled in a circle.

Ye Bai is the sword.

The sword is Ye Bai.

Half an hour later.

Ye Bai's face recovered, and he looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Thank you, Lord Deacon." ”

"Thank you, Master, three thousand spirit stones, maybe he saved up at the end. ”

Ye Bai nodded, turned around and went out.

The old man drank wine, glanced at Ye Bai, patted Ye Bai on the shoulder and said, "I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing." ”

Ye Bai asked, "Master, is this free?"

The old man smiled and said, "Naturally, besides, don't you still have the face of the master." ”

Ye Bai nodded silently, and at this moment, the moon was already in the center, like the moonlight of water, reflecting on the ground.

The old man walked awkwardly.

Ye Bai leaned on the old man's back and said, "Master." ”

The old man was silent, looked at Ye Bai and said, "What?"

"Nothing. ”

"Then let's go back. ”

The two went back along the road, and there was more cold and less hustle and bustle along the way

Sleepless nights.

Ye Bai started from the bed and slowly swallowed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, but he couldn't enter, Ye Bai was suddenly a little scared, he was afraid that he would forget the exercise and forget that feeling.

Ye Bai thought desperately, but in the end, he still couldn't feel it at all.

By the end, Ye Bai was exhausted.

Drowsy.

In such a blur, like trance instinct, Ye Che unconsciously entered that state, and when he looked at the state when he was painting, he was a sword, with acupoints and spiritual veins.

A little bit of aura began to merge into Ye Bai's body.

Ye Bai began to fall into a deeper level of concentration

The old man quietly departed from the window.

He smiled, wiped his beard, and sat on the edge of the rocking chair again, shaking slowly, the rocking chair was wiped clean, and a very quaint small stool was erected next to it, and there was a clean quilt under the stool, which was the quilt that Ye Bai had covered for the old man who had fallen asleep on it dozens of times at night.

The old man picked up the wine bottle next to him and drank it slowly into the night, as if he was thinking about something.

The aura slowly walked towards Ye Bai's house.

Speechless all night.

In the early morning, Ye Bai looked at the old man who was asleep on the rocking chair again, and reluctantly picked up the wine bottle, and after throwing it away, he slowly covered the quilt that fell on the ground.

A teenager.

An old man.

Just go through the day slowly.

Ye Bai is an extremely cold swordsman with a clear mind, he was born an orphan in his previous life, and he has spent his whole life in the way of the sword, and he is really like a fourteen-year-old child for his emotions.

Time passes.

It also made Ye Bai gradually melt into this world, and his temperament slowly recovered, not so cold, even if he had lived for twenty-nine years in his previous life, he was still a young man.