It is said that pure yang true qi is the nemesis of evil demons, but it does no harm to righteous people, Xianyuan was thrown out and stayed on that true qi for a while, and his body sank immediately, Xiaoyaozi raised his hand and waved, the internal force was everywhere, and Xianyuan's entire body was lifted up, as if there was a huge palm in the air, palm facing up, holding Xianyuan, and slowly bringing her back to the ground. Xianyuan's body was not injured, it was just a false alarm, and at the moment she had seen the master and brother according to the etiquette of the master, she and Brother Zhanyun had not seen each other for many years, and when she suddenly saw the senior brother, she felt very cordial in her heart, and she seemed to have a thousand words, but she didn't know where to start for a while. Although Zhanyun was imprisoned in the valley for thousands of years, because he was a Taoist monk who had no desires or desires, his appearance had not changed much, and he looked a little haggard, he stretched out his finger to the sky and said: "Day after day, year after year, Zhanyun feels lonely and bored, so he looks at the birds and clouds in the sky to relieve his sorrow, and before he knows it, the days have passed like this." God finally treated me well, and despite suffering for thousands of years, he still allowed me to see my master and sister again. Xianyuan said sadly: "For such a long time, it is really not easy for you to stay here alone, senior brother." As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall. Zhan Yun said with relief: "Senior sister, you and I meet today, it is a great joy, don't mention sadness again." This valley is a devil's land, and there can be no delay for a moment. Xiaoyaozi nodded and said, "Yes, if you have anything to say, let's go back and talk about it." After speaking, he walked to the side and cast spells to wake up the remaining eight Daoist friends who were spelled by the Demon Venerable one by one. After everything was completed, it took a few hours to add up, and the eight Taoist friends were suddenly saved, and the gratitude in their hearts went without saying, and the gossip was put aside for the time being, and the immortals soared through the clouds and mist, and left the Ghost Valley one after another, and came to the Nantian Gate after a while. The eight Taoist friends saw that it was not early, and thanked Xiaoyaozi for saving his life, and left separately. Xiaoyaozi brought Xianyuan Zhanyun to his dojo, and after sitting down, he just said something else, and when it came to Ao Xing, Xianyuan roughly said that the three of their brothers and sisters went down to Qingfeng Mountain that day, and only she returned a few years later. Zhan Yun frowned deeply when he heard this, and said very worriedly: "In these years, ghosts and monsters have been unscrupulous, and all evil methods have been used, is it possible that the little junior brother has also fallen into their way." Xiaoyaozi pondered for a moment and said, "What the apprentice said is not unreasonable. However, although Ao Xing started late, his kung fu was extraordinary, if he hadn't encountered an extremely difficult big devil like Fang Hui, according to common sense, there shouldn't have been much trouble. Alas, I have been thinking about this matter for a long time, and it is always difficult to figure it out, and perhaps something else has gone wrong in the middle. "Xiaoyaozi and the disciples talked about everything, and the three of them said something else, until the night was darker, they stopped chatting, the most taboo for cultivators is to make trouble, the so-called 'open mouth and spirit, frivolity ruin a thousand years', it is this truth. After talking for a long time and arguing with the devil for a long time, they felt tired and tired, so they sat cross-legged on the ground and used their skills to heal their wounds and recuperate. I don't know how long it took, in a daze, Xianyuan felt a mess in his heart, pinched his fingers, it was the divine tiger on Qingfeng Mountain who accidentally sprained his front paws because he jumped into a deep stream, and the pain of the injury was still a trivial matter, but it was inconvenient to move, and it was not easy to eat. Xianyuan told the master about this, and said that in order to avoid any accidents, he had to go back immediately to investigate. Zhanyun asked to go together, Xiaoyaozi agreed, and before leaving, he did not forget to advise: "There are many demons in the mortal world, you must be careful." Zhanyun Xianyuan bowed down to receive the order, out of the mansion of the great god of the South Heaven, raised the auspicious clouds, came to Qingfeng Mountain in an instant, looked at it, and saw that the divine tiger was on the ground with its front paws half-squatting on a big stone on the mountainside, the front two claws of the tiger were cut by sharp stones, blood seeped out of it, and a drop fell down, and the ground was dyed red. Xian Yuan walked to the front and looked closely, and saw that the skin of the tiger claw was injured, and it was not a big problem, but it was bleeding a lot, and it needed to be cultivated for a period of time before it could recover. Xian Yuan took out the elixir of hemostasis from his sleeve, sprinkled it on the wound, waited for the bleeding to stop a little, and wrapped it a few times with a white cloth, Shenhu knew that the master was treating his wounds, and was grateful, and roared to the sky, which was counted as a thank you, Xian Yuan nodded and said: "Hu'er, you first recuperate in the cave, and when the injury is healed, I will call you out." As he spoke, he exhaled a breath of immortal qi, and the immortal qi turned into a strong wind, rolled up the divine tiger, and sent it back to the cave on the top of the mountain.

Xianyuan picked some flowers and fruits on the mountain again, and then accompanied Zhanyun and stepped on the clouds to the top of the mountain together. This mountain is extremely high, if you don't have immortal arts or soaring skills, you can't come overnight, and it takes several days for mortals to go up and down the mountain. Xianyuan Zhanyun followed the road to the outside of the cave where Ning Fu was, and Xianyuan shouted inward: "Ning Gongzi, Senior Brother Zhan and I have come to visit you." Said several times in a row, there was no reaction in the cave, Xian Yuan felt strange, the probe looked inside, no one was seen, so he walked in, through the hazy light to see, only to see the stone room as clean as yesterday, the tables, chairs and benches are placed upright, meticulous, in the east of the stone room against the wall, there is a wooden bed horizontally, there is a quilt on the bed, and a bundle of grass nests for pillows, under the grass nest, a note is stuffed, only one corner of the note is exposed, if it is not for good eyesight, it is extremely difficult to find. Xianyuan took out the note, opened it, and looked at it in the light, and saw that a few lines of large characters were written on it with a red pen, and it read: Master Xianyuan's father Qi: Before his late birthday, he was in danger, and Master Xianyuan and Brother Tiger drew their swords to help them, so as to avoid great disaster. The ancients often said that the grace of a meal should be repaid by the spring, not to mention the deep grace of saving lives, dare not to remember the heart, and do your best! It's too late to say goodbye, and I'm sorry. Attached: Xiaosheng's foot strength is not good, and I have to bother Brother Tiger to carry me down the mountain, so I am abrupt and suspected of using it without borrowing, so I hereby explain one or two.

Ignorant Hou Sheng Ning Fu carefully read Xianyuan, thinking that this Confucian student is not bad-hearted, but his behavior is pedantic and ridiculous, if he hadn't come all the way to report the news and go to rescue Senior Brother Zhan, I wouldn't believe that this son is as brave as Xu Xia. She handed the note in her hand to Zhan Yun, who followed from behind, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I think this kid is quite similar to you." Zhanyun watched it from beginning to end, nodded and said: "Senior sister is right, although this son is literate and courageous, he is the one in my generation." Xianyuan learned from the crepe appearance in the letter, and said half-jokingly: "Neither is it." What I am referring to is its sour rottenness. Zhan Yun was stunned at first, and then he came to his senses, and couldn't help twisting his beard and laughing.