At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, in the northwest of Heyang City, there is a small village called "Caomiao Village". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere are more than 40 families living here, the people are simple, and most of the people in the village go up the mountain to fetch firewood and hand it over to Qingyunmen in exchange for some silver taels to live.

On weekdays, the villagers often see Qingyun disciples coming and going, with all kinds of magic, and they worship Qingyunmen, thinking that they have attained the Taoist immortal family. And Qingyunmen has always taken care of the surrounding people, and it is also quite good to the villagers here.

Today's Caomiao Village, the wind gusts, above the clouds, lightning and thunder, a ball of golden light, a cloud of black gas, in the west of Caomiao Village, the villagers are ignorant, thinking that the ghosts and gods are doing it, they have closed their doors, and prayed in their hearts that the immortals on the Qingyun Gate will come to kill the demons.

Only a silly boy with a foolish head and a fool was lying behind the firewood stack, staring at the sky dumbfounded.

In his eyes, the clouds in the sky, whether white clouds or dark clouds, had never been so close to the ground as the black clouds tonight, the thunder had never been so deafening, and the lightning had never been so dazzling, almost making it difficult for him to look directly.

But he heard an angry roar in the sky, obviously the person was caught off guard, "bang, bang, bang" a few chaotic sounds, the green light flashed, the black gas scattered, and finally scattered everywhere, turning into nothing.

A tall and thin man slowly fell from mid-air, his whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, he couldn't see his face and age clearly, only a pair of eyes, the fierce light was shining, and behind his back, there was a long sword tied to him.

An old monk also appeared in the light of the Buddha, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency is doing this way, why don't you dare to see people?"

The fierce light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he said sharply: "Bald donkey, let you die today without a place to be buried!"

After that, he pulled out the long sword behind his back with a backhand "brush", only to see that the sword was as clear as autumn water, bright and not dazzling, and there was a faint light attached to it.

"Good sword!" the monk couldn't help but exclaim.

The man in black snorted, holding the sword trick in his hand, stepping on the seven stars, walking seven steps in a row, the long sword Huo Ran pierced the sky, and there were words in his mouth: "Nine Heavens Xuansha, turn into divine thunder." Brilliant Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, the thunder rumbled, and the edge of the black clouds continued to flash with electric light, and the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and the wind was fierce.

The golden thunder surged wildly, hitting the sword of the man in black, and occasionally the thunder overflowed, falling around Caomiao Village, roaring and blasting out small pits.

This stupid and stupid boy may really have bad luck today, a thunderbolt, snake in the air, look at this momentum, it is coming towards the top of his head.

Ordinary people, in the face of this brilliant heavenly might, how can they dodge? The little boy was so frightened that his eyes were closed, and the old monk wanted to help, but he was slightly distracted, but he was hit by the man in black and spurted blood from his mouth.

See, this thunder will devour this child.

Even the old monk closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it.

In the dark night, a slender white hand suddenly flashed, as bright as jade, raising its palm upward, hanging above the child's head, facing the thunder.

The two intersected, and I couldn't tell whether it was this thunder light or that palm that was more dazzling, but I saw that the trick of the Qingyunmen Earthquake Central Plains was in this palm, and it disappeared.

"'Excalibur and Thunder True Technique', it's been a long time, it's really nostalgic. I saw a man in green clothes come out of the darkness, gently stroked the top of the child's head who was still frightened, looked at the man in black in the sky, and said.

I don't know if it's been a long time, but what makes people miss is this trick or this person.

The old monk must be sure in his heart that most of the monks are people with sensitive spiritual sense, this person can be on the side and neither of them is aware of it, he should be a person who is not low in cultivation, and he should not be an evil person when he takes action to protect this little child.

He said a Buddha name, held on to his injuries, and said, "I don't know who the donor is, Lao Gu Puzhi, I've seen it here." ”

It turned out that this old monk was actually one of the four great monks of the righteous giant Tianyin Temple, admired by the world, and had a great reputation, but at this time, under this Qingyun Mountain, he suffered a heavy night.

But the two of them didn't seem to hear his words, they still looked at each other wordlessly, Pu Zhi's heart tightened, knowing that these two people had a relationship that he didn't understand, and he couldn't help but worry again.

But when he saw the man in black in mid-air looking at the person who came fixedly for a long time, the whole person began to tremble, as if there was a volcano erupting in his heart.

But I saw him muttering, "You're back, you're back?"

The man in Tsing Yi held his head high, but the child who was being stroked by him felt a sudden tightness on his head, and this person's strength was much greater.

But after seeing the man in black in the air repeating a few words, he seemed to be crazy, and shouted: "You are late! You are late! Where were you when they killed Senior Brother?"

The fierceness of his tone and the resentment of his emotions made him feel like Pu Zhi, and he was also shocked in his heart, thinking that this person was really deeply enchanted.

But after the man in black said these words, he seemed to be speechless, just repeated "You're late!" from time to time, and in his tone, he couldn't tell whether it was anger or remorse, or both.

I saw that he seemed to be lost in his soul, put up his sword, stumbled and flew towards Qingyun, and actually left behind the few people in this battle.

This Tsing Yi man is naturally Qin Mu, who has not appeared in a hundred years.

Qin Mu turned around and looked back at this old monk with kind eyebrows, as if he was always sympathetic to the world, with an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth: "Pu Zhi?"

Pu Zhi was stunned for a moment, only to feel that his eyes were a little strange.

Qin Mu looked at this person who could be said to be the starting point of the tragedy of Zhang Xiaofan's life, and his heart was also a little impatient, he stretched out his hand and said, "Take out the bloodthirsty beads." ”

When Pu Zhi heard this, a monstrous anger surged in his heart, urging the true yuan in his body, and the broken jade rosary in his hand was even more fluorescent, wanting to call Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked at his dark eyes, and pinched out a nectar seal in his hand and printed it on Puzhi's forehead.

There is no divine light, and he doesn't even have half of his strength, but Pu Zhi feels that the person in front of him is like a quiet and immovable earth, eternal and mysterious.

But seeing that the black aura on Pu Zhi's face flashed, Qin Mu's hand also flashed a little clear light from time to time, falling into Pu Zhi's mind.

After a long time, he heard Pu Zhi bow down to a Buddha and thanked: "Thank you to the donor, otherwise the poor monk would have fallen into the devil's path without knowing it." ”

Pu Zhi has been using profound Buddhist cultivation to suppress the demonic thoughts of the bloodthirsty beads all his life, but today he was hit hard, and he was unconsciously devoured by the bloodthirsty beads, and at this time, he didn't realize that he had already stepped into the demon path with half a foot.

Qin Mu waved his hand to show that it was okay, but when he saw Puzhi making a big salute, he opened his mouth to ask for advice: "The donor should be a person in the Daomen, but it seems to be proficient in my Buddhist supernatural powers, I want to live forever, visit several Taoist sects, in order to seek a total of two classics of Buddhism and Taoism to comprehend the Supreme Dao, today I saw the donor, I just saw a ray of light, please have mercy on the donor." ”

His expression was so earnest, that the hope of his life finally came true on this day.

Qin Mu glanced at him, and sighed secretly in his heart, the one who can really say that he has the heart to seek the Tao among the immortals is the old monk in front of him, but it is a pity that he has taken the wrong road, and his obsessions are full of obsessions, and he has made a big mistake.

He glanced at the direction of Qingyun Mountain from afar, and said, "You have asked for longevity, do you know what immortality is?"

Pu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Immortality is immortality, where is why?"

Qin Mu waved his sleeves, as if its rotten wood could not be carved, and rebuked angrily: "Since ancient times, the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons have all produced supernatural powers, but there is one person who talks about immortality?

Pu Zhi was still ignorant, but he heard Qin Mu say: "The sergeant seeks the Tao, the corporal seeks the law, you can't even see your own heart clearly, you are trying to take a shortcut, such an immortal life is just a mirror, the so-called supernatural power is just a realm when it arrives, and it is just a natural achievement." “

After listening to this, Pu Zhi's heart trembled, only to feel that for a hundred years, I don't know how many wrong things he has done, he thinks that Buddhism has become a great success, but he is obsessed. Speechless, he put down the bloodthirsty beads in his hand, and bowed deeply for three times, and walked towards Tianyin Temple step by step.

The little boy was ignorant, looked at Pu Zhi and then at Qin Mu, and said curiously: "Who are you, are you an immortal?"

He had hardly seen anyone outside the village, and what he heard the most was the legend of the immortals on Qingyun, so there was some envy in his natural tone.

Qin Mu stood lightly with a smile, looked at Qingyun Mountain, and said, "My name is Qin Mu, and I am a Guiren. “