This is a huge mountain, with an area of no less than one million acres, and as far as the eye can see, the mountain is full of exotic flowers and plants, and there are some low hills and tall trees in between. The top of the head is bright and deep, but I see the blue sky and white clouds, the sky is clear, the surroundings are warm like spring, the breeze blows, and a strange fragrance comes to the nose.

On the top of the mountain peak, there are dozens of lakes of tens of thousands of acres, there are islands of different sizes and shapes standing in the middle of Hu Lake, there is a unique island in the center of each lake, there is a solid wood pavilion five zhang high on the island, simple and elegant, and has a unique flavor.

The island is covered with green trees, branches and leaves hang down the surface of the lake, the lake is rippling, thousands of floating lotus flowers are floating and undulating, and there seem to be fish jumping happily in the water.

In the pavilion of the island, there sat an old man with white eyebrows, about sixty years old, tall and thin, with white skin and yellow skin, but with white hair that grew to a shawl.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a slit, holding an unnamed book in his left hand, as if he was looking at it very lazily, and holding a string of black Buddha light in his right hand, his thumb fiddling rhythmically, and a slight bump from time to time.

A series of hurried footsteps came from a distance, breaking the original tranquility of the island, and with the sound of the footsteps, I saw a young man of about fifteen years old, with an ordinary appearance, wearing a silk green shirt, a red brocade belt tied around his waist, and a delicate ornament on it, walking quickly towards the island pavilion with a panicked face.

The ordinary young man walked to the gazebo, about two meters away from the old man, stopped and bowed and waited, his face was anxious and impatient, but he didn't dare to speak first, looking at the old man who seemed to be asleep, and the anxious color on his face became stronger and stronger.

After a while, the old man frowned, seemed to be a little angry, and asked lightly: "Qian'er, you have not followed as a teacher for a day or two, how can you still act so recklessly, I don't know the rules." ”

The ordinary young man bowed his head and bowed deeply, and hurriedly replied: "Master, Qian'er is reckless!" But the situation is urgent, and he has to report to the master in a hurry, and it is Qian'er's fault to disturb the master's cultivation, and he will be punished later. ”

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be very satisfied with the ordinary young man's answer, breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyelids slightly, and asked slowly: "Oh, in this Lu country, what is the matter that is so anxious, if you have to disturb my Qing cultivation, is there any big movement on the side of the Seven Xuanzong?"

"Back to Master, there is no movement on the side of the Seven Xuanzong, but the Seventh Senior Brother is ......"

"Well, Hitomi, what's wrong with him, is he playing a tantrum with me again, the dead boy just told me to be uneasy. ”

When the old man heard the ordinary young man talking about the seventh junior brother, he opened his narrow triangular eyes, and interrupted the ordinary young man's remarks a little angrily, but there was a taste of doting in his words.

"No, master, the seventh junior brother is not in the Eight Desolation Gate, but ...... Outside...... The seventh junior brother he ...... It's like..."Ordinary young people are actually a little incoherent when they speak, and they don't know how to talk about it intermittently.

"Hmph, look at your panicked appearance, what's wrong with Hitomi, can't you go out and cause trouble for me again, say it quickly! This kid always runs out with all his mind, and doesn't take cultivation matters to heart, which really makes me cāo heartbroken." After saying that, he shook his head, and a rare wry smile appeared on his face.

"Master, seventh junior brother, he... His natal archway... It's broken..."The ordinary young man choked violently, fell to his knees, and said loudly.

"What are you talking about!!!......! Impossible!" The old man saw the ordinary young man kneeling on the ground, and after hearing the words, his original indifferent demeanor disappeared, and he was a little panicked and overwhelmed, and his right hand, which was full of calluses, trembled slightly, and the Buddha beads seemed to fall off.

The ordinary young man raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "The natal archway of the seventh senior brother is indeed broken, and the disciple has seen it with his own eyes. ”

The old man's face was full of disbelief expressions, slightly lost his soul, not long after, snorted coldly, suddenly pulled up the ordinary young man who knelt on the ground, shook the Buddha beads with his right hand, and said the word "go", the two disappeared, and the island pavilion gradually restored the tranquility of the past, the breeze was slow, and the water was not happy.

The Eight Desolation Gate is a large Xiuzhen sect in Lu State, which is built on the top of the Eight Desolate Mountains, the lake and willow forest on the top of the mountain, the scenery is beautiful, the four seasons are evergreen, and the aura is dense.

Legend has it that this mountain is a great cultivator in ancient times, spent three days and three nights to build the cultivation of the fairyland, since the ancient war, although a lot of natural aura was consumed, but the beautiful scenery of the fairyland is still sought after by many cultivators, for this reason, gradually formed the eight wilderness gates of today.

In the middle of the summit stands a small three-storey building, which is ancient and simple, but rugged and sturdy, harmonious with the surrounding environment, very eye-catching.

In the ancient small building, a white-haired old man with a shawl stands on one side, there are several rows of elm arches in front of him, neatly placed on a desk, look closely, only to see the empty space in front of the old man, an elm archway is broken into powder, and a pool of condensed bright red liquid floats on it, slowly squirming.

The white-haired old man frowned, his eyes were a little ruddy, his narrow triangular eyes were gloomy and uncertain, he looked very angry and sad, and with a flick of his left index finger, a bright light hit the wriggling red liquid, and suddenly the red liquid spread out, stretched and scattered, and even formed several bright red characters, which turned into red bubbles and disappeared into the hazy air in less than a moment.

The white-haired old man looked at these bright red characters with a gloomy face, his eyes were moist, and his upright body shook a little, he closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, his ups and downs gradually subsided, and he said coldly:

"Qian'er, take a trip to Qingzhou Cangshan with the old man, I want to see that it is the character who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and dares to kill my pupils!"

The Buddha bead on his right hand, before he finished speaking, had been pinched into powder by the white-haired old man, snorted coldly, and then said: "Hmph! My Eight Desolate Sect Yu Ba will definitely destroy his nine clans and make him regret coming to this world." ”

The white-haired old man showed a hint of hatred on his face, gritted his teeth, and looked like he wanted to choose someone to eat.

The ordinary young man bowed down and stood beside the white-haired old man, and when he heard the old man's cold words, Rao had followed him for many years, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. Hearing the four words of Qingzhou Cangshan, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he was melancholy silent for a moment, and he forgot to reply to the white-haired old man's question for a while.

The white-haired old man looked at the ordinary young man with a pensive face, his thick eyebrows tightened, and he snorted coldly, and a trace of unhappiness flashed on his face.

Seeing the unhappy white-haired old man, the ordinary young man couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly said, "Qian'er was distracted for a moment just now, and I ask the master to forgive me." ”

He looked at the broken wooden archway in front of him, and then said: "Qingzhou Cangshan is the former residence of Xiao Lao'er, I am wondering if this matter is related to him, if it has anything to do with him, then I am afraid that the matter is a little troublesome......"

The ordinary young man brushed the white-haired old man with a cold face with his eyes, and stopped talking, worried that if he continued to speak, he would anger the old man and the gains outweighed the losses.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly and said lightly: "Ten years ago, I, Yu Ba, gave that Xiao Lao'er a face, but today's matter, even if it has something to do with that Xiao Lao'er, I won't give him any more face." Hehe, if he blocks my revenge, he will have to ask him for advice then, and he hasn't done anything with him for many years, but he misses it so much!"

Before he finished speaking, the white-haired old man turned his body sideways, and stroked the broken elm archway with his hand, with a strong murderous intent in his triangular eyes, "Tong'er, you can go with confidence, the teacher will definitely avenge you, and the person will be broken into pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold chill erupted from the white-haired old man's body, mixed with a thick killing intent, in vain making the warm weather as bitterly cold as winter.

The ordinary young man Yu Guang skimmed the white-haired old man's every move, and he was a little indignant in his heart, one day ten years ago, it was also a similar thing, and he didn't see the master so angry, but he did it hastily, got a little cheap, and had no choice but to end up. And now, looking at this situation, there is a posture of non-death.

With a sigh in his heart, the ordinary young man shook his head helplessly, after all, the seventh junior brother Yu Zitong was the continuation of the master's earthly bloodline, and it was definitely not something that a few of their senior brothers could compare.

It is precisely because of this that Yu Zitong's arrogant attitude has been created, even if he is higher than Yu Zitong, he is cautious in front of him, for fear of offending him.

"Hmph, it's better to be dead!" the ordinary young man couldn't help but think secretly......

A cold wind blew, and the ordinary young man suddenly felt extremely cold, and he actually lost the ability to move for a while. Looking up at the angry old man who had ascended to the sky, his eyebrows were frivolous, and his heart was shocked!

This kind of spiritual pressure has only been experienced by the Great Elder of the Eight Desolation Sect before, but now, the master has actually reached this level, and the foundation building period is a great consummation! If this is the case, he can compete with that Xiao Lao'er.

The ordinary young man was relieved, his doubts suddenly disappeared, and a trace of intriguing light flashed in his eyes.

This time, the master's attitude was hard, not angry and confused, but the courage of the horseman, it turned out to be relied on. Thinking of this, my heart, which was originally a little nervous, was relieved......

After a while, a rainbow light crossed the sky, tilting down from the peak of the Eight Desolation Mountains, and in a breath, it reached the end of the sky, flickering slightly, and then disappeared, and the direction of the rainbow light was Qingzhou Cangshan......