Early in the morning, there was fog.

The fog is misty, and the mountains are shrouded in the middle, and it is impossible to distinguish where the mountains are undulating and where the sea of fog is rising.

Yesterday's light rain filtered the air extremely fresh, and through the fog, there were traces of dew on the withered yellow weeds beside the mountain road, shivering in the mist. It's like half of the dead flowers that have withered in this Mid-Autumn Festival.

There is wind, but it is not very strong, and the fog that blows this mountain is even more layered, engulfing the entire Liwu Mountain, as if this majestic Liwu Mountain no longer exists.

In the misty fog, there was a sudden clear whistle, it seemed that someone was singing, but the fog was too big, and the person in the fog couldn't see the road ahead.

The fog was heavy, and the sky seemed to lose all color in an instant, and all of it was dyed this unchanged pale. It's just that this whistle is free and chic, unrestrained.

Splitting the clouds, Lin Yizhi walked gently from the fog. Dressed in coarse black cloth, stained with dew. But it was too early to get up.

When Master Lu Wujian came back last night, he told him that the real person in charge of the sect wanted him to go, Lin Yi couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, why did he want to see him at this time?

He suddenly remembered that day outside the Great Hall of Sorrow, he had a violent attack, and someone seemed to be a cudgel to remind him, and then his mind gradually cleared up. At that time, I felt strange, the voice was very familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while, and after being reminded by his master, he suddenly woke up, and the voice was clearly the voice of the difficulty.

However, if others are not in the Great Hall of Sorrow, how can they know their condition. This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that if it is really difficult for him to be reminded by the master, then he must know his secret!

The first orthodox church in the world, how could he allow his disciples to cultivate the Demon Sect's mental method, then wouldn't his life be in danger?

It's just that Lin Yizhi is a teenager, and he thinks maybe he thinks too much, and the voice is just similar to Qi Nan, maybe it's just an illusion when he is not clear. So I was relieved. But by the time he figured it out, it was already dawn, and he couldn't sleep.

simply didn't sleep, Lin Yizhi sat up in his clothes, and as soon as he pushed the door, the fog came to his face.

He had never seen such a magnificent scenery, so he paced slowly all the way, towards the peak of the sorrow, along the way the mist steamed, like a fairy, the mood couldn't help but get better, and the whistle was blowing louder and louder.

Straight up along the road, from the sorrowful mountain straight into the sky, the road twists and turns. Lin Yizhi's body was in the fog, although he did not have a sword, but it was like churning in the sea of clouds, mountains and fog, but he was also comfortable.

I don't know how many hours I have traveled like this, how many twists and turns of the winding path, this road seems to have no end, Lin Yizhi can only see the rugged path within a zhang in front of him, and then he is foggy and confused, and he can't see anything clearly. After walking for a long time, he suddenly heard the sound of water, and Lin Yi knew that it was about to arrive.

Sure enough, Lin Yizhi buried his head and walked for another half a moment, and when he looked up, under the cover of the thick fog, a golden hall was very abruptly stopped in front. Lin Yizhi looked at it and saw that there was a copper tripod in the middle of this hall, and the golden text on the copper tripod was simple and vigorous, but Lin Yizhi didn't recognize any of them. I just saw that the copper tripod was inserted with three pillars of sandalwood more than a person high, and the fragrance was compatible with this mist, as if this mist was as refreshing as this sandalwood.

This fog can not stop the golden splendor of this hall, the red wall and golden tiles, magnificent, the middle of the lintel, two big characters dipped in gold: long door. It also highlights the dignity of this hall.

Lin Yi thought to himself, except for the Great Hall of Leaving Worries and the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, the entire Separation Sect was the most magnificent here.

Nagato is a sect in charge of the sect, since ten years ago all the disciples no longer accept disciples, the disciples of Nagato are even more respectful and glorious, it can be said that more than half of the core disciples are from Nagato.

The chief disciple of Nagato, and also the chief disciple of the entire Liwu Sect, is even more of a high-profile and stunning person, and now the chief disciple of Nagato is surnamed Huo Mingqingshan. It's just that this person wants to be low-key and mysterious, and he was arranged to do a very mysterious task ten years ago, and since then he has not been heard from, and he has almost been forgotten by the entire Sect of Sorrow.

Now Chu Xiao, the great disciple of Wangwu Peak, a young hero, at the age of fifteen, has already cultivated to the Jindan Great Perfection, so his fame has already overwhelmed that Huo Qingshan, and even Lin Yi also feels that Chu Xiao is second to none among the tens of thousands of disciples who are worried about it.

Lin Yizhi looked at the magnificent hall for a long time, before he withdrew his eyes, stepped to the door of the main hall, and was just about to step in, when he heard the sound of footsteps in the hall, and a young man dressed as a Taoist priest walked out of it, but he was upright, with sword eyebrows, and said to Lin Yiyi: "Immeasurable Tianzun, is Senior Brother Lin here?"

Lin Yizhi didn't dare to underestimate the people in the long door, and hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Yes, the kid disturbed Senior Brother Qingxiu." ”

The young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he only smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lin is polite, my Dharma name is Nanxingzi, and I am waiting here on the order of the head of the sect, and now that you are here, you will go with me." ”

With that, he stepped out of the main hall and walked towards a path to the east behind the main hall.

Lin Yi was a little puzzled in his heart, could it be that the real person was not in the palace, why did he go to the back, but he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly followed.

Along the way, Nan Xingzi didn't say a word, and his eyes didn't squint. Lin Yizhi saw that this person was quite boring, so he suddenly remembered that Lu Yunlai, who greeted him when he entered this mountain of sorrow earlier, secretly compared, only felt that Lu Yun was much cuter, but he hadn't seen him for many days, was he okay?

After turning a few more twists and turns, a dilapidated palace in front of him came into Lin Yizhi's eyes.

This hall was shrouded in a thick mist, although it was not very real, Lin Yizhi could feel the dilapidated and desolate atmosphere from its pavement.

There was still some distance from this building, so Nan Xingzi stopped and said: "Senior brother, the master is in this ancestral hall, and I can't enter without his permission." Hurry up. ”

Lin Yizhi thanked him for his success, Nan Xingzi stopped talking, and walked along the way he came, but after a while, the fog completely engulfed his figure, and he couldn't see anything.

Lin Yizhi turned around and walked towards the dilapidated palace, only to find that the building was really dilapidated.

The red pillar is mottled, the original color has long been blurred because of the passage of time, and due to weathering, clear cracks can still be seen on the red column. Some of the window lattices had been broken, and the thin sheets of window paper swayed in the wind with a slight whirring sound.

Lin Yizhi looked up at the plaque in the middle of the hall, the plaque originally had words, but now he only vaguely identified the last word ancestral hall.

If Lu Wujian was here, I am afraid that he would already recognize this place, because he had just seen Qi Jian here last night, and he also got the calligraphy with only four words.

It's hard to see Lin Yizhi today, but what do you want to do?

Lin Yizhi hesitated for a moment, and a loud voice came from inside: "Xiaoyou came here in this vast fog, why don't you come in?" The voice was kind and gentle, and he didn't call Lin Yizhi a disciple, but called him Xiaoyou.

At that moment, Lin Yizhi did not hesitate any longer, and said in his heart, if he really intended to embarrass himself, he was afraid that he would not consume his true qi to save him that day, and listening to this gentle and kind voice, he thought that he was too careful, so he stepped into this ancestral hall.

It seems that this day also felt the relief of the sunrise in his heart, the fog full of mountains, the moment he stepped out, all disappeared without a trace, the golden and soft sunlight, sprinkled on the body of this young man, that is, the figure of this young man was also plated with a thin layer of light at that moment.

As soon as he entered, Lin Yizhi felt that the place had already been dilapidated, and the thick ash was gently blown up by the wind from outside the window lattice under the sunlight, washing away the smoke and dust.

Qi Nan was half-kneeling on a futon, with his back to Lin Yizhi, and the hair scattered on his shoulders had already turned white as snow.

When he heard Lin Yizhi's footsteps, he didn't turn his head, and gently pointed to the futon next to him and said, "Xiaoyou, come here." ”

Lin Yizhi learned the appearance of Qi Nan, and knelt side by side on the futon, only to realize that in front of the futon was a dusty offering table.

On the offering table, the incense burner is broken, and the incense ash is broken early.

Behind the incense burner, there are more than a dozen tablets crookedly, all of which are old and dusty, and the handwriting on the tablets is not clear, but the front two tablets are new, and there is only one word on one tablet, but it is a "Xiao" word, and the other tablet is empty and there is nothing.

Lin Yi's heart was strange, but it was difficult to ask.

Qi Nan's eyes were slightly closed, and he kept rubbing a string of prayer beads in his hands, and he didn't look at him, and he seemed to say slowly with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "How are you doing these days?"

Lin Yizhi hurriedly saluted: "The kid was rescued by the teacher a few days ago, and now he is much better." ”

Qi Nan sighed, opened his eyes, looked at Lin Yizhi, and said with a kind meaning: "The court is full of worries and disciples, either calling me a senior brother or a teacher, but this title is always bad." ”

Lin Yizhi was extremely smart, and hurriedly changed his words: "If the old man doesn't like it, I'll change the name." ”

I always think about those days in Fengling Village, but I can't forget the taste of Xiaoyou's two flatbreads!"

In other words, the slightest hint of dust in the old man's eyes is both remembrance and emotion.

Lin Yizhi saw that Qi Nan was kind to him, so he put down the mustard and said: "Grandpa Qi Nan, this is a coincidence, what do you think this is?"

After that, he took out a piece of bread from his arms, shook it in front of his eyes, and said: "You see, I got up early today, and I didn't care about eating breakfast, but I brought a piece of cake, and I originally planned to deal with a few bites on the road, but I didn't want to go all the way but I forgot it, so let's eat it for you." ”

He laughed loudly, and he didn't fake, he reached out and took the cake, and was about to open his mouth, when he suddenly remembered something, so he used a little force, and the cake was divided into two: "It's better to be happy alone, it's better to be happy with everyone, you have half a piece!"

In this dilapidated ancestral hall, the old and the young are eating this cake with their heads bowed and relishing, and the sun is shining in, just like their grandchildren. What deceit, what treacherous twists and turns, this moment is just the most genuine emotion in the world. It's as if it's frozen. A moment is forever.

After eating the cake, Qi Nan slowly stood up, paced a few steps in the room, and said as if he had made a decision: "You are really not good these days!"

Lin Yizhi is not a person who is good at lying, he just lowered his head, but the smile on his face was gone.

Seeing this, he just smiled and said: "I already knew, but your practice like that will make your Worryless Dao twice as effective, in fact, it's not that your dantian is different, it's just that in this cultivation method, the realm of condensing qi is the opposite of each other, but if you break through this weight, I'm afraid there will be complementarity." ”

Lin Yizhi didn't know what it meant, so he raised his head and said, "The kid doesn't understand, please...... Teach clearly!"

It was difficult to see that he changed this title again, and only sighed and said: "His lifelong wish is to be a fellow practitioner of the Demon Dao, and now I can only say this, just get up, if you are in danger again, you must be careful to keep the clarity, and run the path of freedom from worry for a big week." ”

Lin Yizhi didn't know what to understand, he only understood what Xiao Zhou Tian was in the method of condensing Qi from the Infinite Dao of Separation from Worries, but this master of the sect mentioned Big Zhou Tian, and now it was like falling clouds, so he blurted out: "What is Great Zhou Tian?"

Qi Nan smiled and said: "This go and ask your master, you go, today's conversation is the same as that day when we were in the Dao Breaking Temple, but you know and I know, do you understand?"

Lin Yizhi nodded again and again: "The kid is provincial." ”

Qi nodded his head, paced on top of the futon again, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "In this way, you go, remember that those two methods are not allowed to enter!"

Lin Yizhi only then understood, it seemed that this difficulty was really known, so he nodded and said: "Thank you for the teachings of the old man!

Hearing him call him grandfather again, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly remembered something: "There is another thing, you give this to your master and mother, and tell him that this is an old friend entrusted to me." Remember!" Yan picked up an object from the side of the futon, and when Lin Yizhi looked at it, it was a scrolled calligraphy and painting.

Lin Yizhi took the calligraphy and painting in his hand and turned around.

After taking his figure to disappear for a long time, Qi Nan slowly stood up and slowly paced to the door of this ancestral hall.

In front of the mountains, a path winds its way into the depths of the unknown cliff.

On the steep wall of the peak, the old figure seemed to say lightly: "The scene just now is like yesterday, can you feel it?"

After standing for a long time, he slowly walked back to the broken ancestral hall, his clothes fluttering behind him, and at that moment, he seemed to be much older.

The sunlight spilled into the ancestral hall, which seemed to illuminate the ancestral hall transparently, but there was a heavy shadow next to the broken statue of the Heavenly Master, as if the sunlight could not shine for a hundred years.

Suddenly, a faint voice seemed to come from the shadows: "Senior brother, I am also at ease in this way, thank you very much!"

Qi Nan seemed to say to himself: "The son of the old man, but you don't need to thank me." ”

The faint voice came up again, but it was more real than what he heard just now: "It's just that the junior brother must keep your original intention, if it is not good for him, I will never agree......"

There seemed to be a shadow on his face that the sun couldn't shine on, and he couldn't see his joy and sorrow......

............

Lin Yizhi's footsteps went down the peak of sorrow briskly, but the whistle along the way was clearer, but he was no longer in the heart of a young man, and the master knew his secret, but he didn't say it thoroughly, it seemed that he was still suspicious.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yizhi had returned to Mo Youfeng. As soon as I came to the door of the Taoist Hall, I saw a pink-clothed flower jacket, a girl with a pink carving and jade carving, half-squatting on the ground in front of the door, bored playing with the stones on the ground, and the two twisted pigtails on the head looked even more cute with her twisting.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl raised her head, and when she saw that it was Lin Yizhi, a smile like a flower suddenly bloomed on her face, and she jumped up and down to Lin Yizhi and said, "Brother Yizhi, you are back!

Lin Yizhi saw that it was Lu Xiyue, but he felt great pity for this little sister in his heart, scratched her nose and said, "Can he eat me?" But you didn't play with Senior Brother Ruijin early in the morning, what are you doing here?"

Lu Xiyue smiled and said, "They, that's not interesting, it's better to follow Brother Yizhi, I don't see Brother Yizhi early in the morning, Xiyue thinks about it tightly!"

Lin Yizhi didn't notice it, just thought that she was by nature, and said with a smile: "It's just right, I'm going to see the master, and the real person in charge has something for him." ”

Lu Xiyue pouted and said: "What are you doing when you see my father, I won't go! Brother Yizhi, let's go to the back mountain to catch butterflies!"

Lin Yiyi smiled and said, "This can't be fooled around! I'm looking for Shizun, but there is something wrong!"

Lu Xiyue's eyes flickered, and she grabbed Lin Yizhi's arm and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiyue will take my brother with you!"

When the two of them came to the inner room, Lu Wujian and Mu Yuqiu happened to be here. Lin Yizhi looked into the inner room, the portrait of the character that was originally in the center, the portrait of the young ancestor he thought was gone, but now it was gone, only a white wall was extremely incongruous, and he was puzzled in his heart.

Mu Yuqiu saw that his daughter was holding Lin Yizhi very affectionately, but he smiled lightly, Lu Wujian frowned when he saw his daughter like this, and was about to speak, Mu Yuqiu had already rushed ahead and said: "Xiyue, your brother Yizhi has just come back from the master's place, you go to find Brother Ruijin, we have something to do here!"

Lu Xiyue reluctantly let go of Lin Yizhi at this time, and said a little impatiently: "There is something to do, there is something to do all day long!" After that, he turned around and smiled at Lin Yizhi: "Brother Yizhi, you must go to me when you are done here!"

Lin Yizhi also smiled and said, "Sister, don't worry, I'll go in a while." ”

Lu Xiyue nodded reassuringly, and went back three times.

Lu Wujian said at this time: "Old Five, what do you have to explain when the master asks you to go?" Mu Yuqiu also smiled and looked at Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi hurriedly said: "I just asked the disciple if the injuries of those days are good, and the rest is nothing!" Lin Yizhi understood in his heart that those unknown secrets could not be told half a word.

Lu Wujian nodded and said, "I expected it to be too, then you can go back!"

Mu Yuqiu's eyes were sharp, and he saw Lin Yizhi holding a scrolled calligraphy and painting: "Yizhi, what is in your hand?"

Lin Yizhi then remembered and said: "Oh, the disciple almost forgot, this is the calligraphy and painting that the real person in charge of the sect entrusted the disciple to bring to the master and the master, and it is only said that an old man entrusted him to bring it to you." ”

Lu Wujian's heart moved, he had lived in this mountain of sorrow for a long time, where was there any old people, even if there was, he would not go directly to find trouble.

He looked at Mu Yuqiu quietly, and Mu Yuqiu also looked at Lu Wujian with a puzzled expression, and the place where his eyes met was even more questionable.

Mu Yuqiu said quietly: "Okay, since that's the case, you can put down this calligraphy and painting, but your homework will be done from tomorrow, your foundation is poor, and you must stick to this homework!"

Lin Yizhi hurriedly agreed and respectfully withdrew.

After taking Lin Yizhi away, Lu Wujian suddenly stood up from the chair, took out the four-character calligraphy and painting that he had written to him last night from his arms, and said: "Last night, Senior Brother gave me this warning of the four words 'turning back to the shore', I am already walking on thin ice, and I brought this today, but why?"

Mu Yuqiu shook his head, and when he saw that Lu Wuji's face was extremely bad, he said with relief: "Maybe it was because Senior Brother Qiqi thought it was too much yesterday, so what was written here, just open it horizontally and vertically and take a look." ”

Lu Wujian looked at the calligraphy and painting brought back by Lin Yizhi on the table, as if he had made a lot of determination, and slowly unfolded the calligraphy and painting.

The words are like needles and knives, but it is a poem, and the content of this poem has already been memorized by Lu Wujian and Mu Yuqiu thousands of times in their hearts.

The poem says:

Immortals

The moon shadow is heavy and the moon is frosty, and the small building is quiet and sleepy.

Why do you need a thousand wines, and you are drunk with Qiongge.

Only resentful of drunkenness is not drunk, half dancing and half dancing.

If the clouds have no heart, they will go by month, and if the moon has no hatred, it should be round.

The vicissitudes of life will eventually come to an end, and Magu Yi will cry Chanjuan.

The ladder of heaven collapsed and the heavenly realm was blocked, and he became an immortal in vain.

Only empty dreams ride on the clouds, and Qingluan is looking for phoenixes in the sky.

It's just that after watching it for a long time, Lu Wujian knew that it was written by that person, and in an instant, his eyes were already full of tears, as if he recalled those times that had long been yellowed, but those times were full of broken sadness.

However, Lu Wujian suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with this poem! But what was wrong? This poem was the one from years ago, and the person who wrote the poem was indeed that person, but what was wrong?

What is wrong? Lu Wujian stared at the poem and read it more than a dozen times. Suddenly, his heart tightened. Even Mu Yuqiu also saw the clues.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two looked at each other, and they both read the disbelief in each other's eyes.

The ink of this poem has not yet dried, and it is clearly freshly written, but how can that man write this poem with his own hands now?......