"Yin Feng, you see, there are two portraits hanging on this hall, one is the Venerable Lin Huaxuan, the ancestor of our palace, and the other is the Qingling Zhenren of the Great Dao. After the Qingling real person feathered and ascended, he left a number of immortal scroll treasures, and my Qingxu has been prosperous since then, and he has become a righteous faction, so he respects the Qingling real person as the second ancestor of my palace. As soon as Xuxuan Zhenren entered the Emperor's Treasure Hall, he led Yin Feng to the two portraits in the middle of the main hall and said.

Although this Emperor's Treasure Hall is a place where Qingxu Palace enshrines the real ancestors of Qingxu Palace, the scale is not grand, and the appearance is not very eye-catching, but the whole building is simple and elegant, and a corridor and a column are also smooth and round, and it looks like it has been a long time. In fact, this Emperor's Treasure Hall was built by Lin Huaxuan when he founded the Qingxu Palace, and it has been rebuilt several times for more than a thousand years, but the appearance has not changed, and it is taking the meaning of the ancestors.

The two picture scrolls hanging on the middle wall of the treasure hall are a middle-aged monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiling and smiling, and the other is a real person who is swimming freely in the mountains and rivers. The painter's brushwork is expressive, and with a few strokes, the fairy spirit is coming. There are seven or eight golden statues on the hall wall on both sides of the Emperor's Treasure Palace, there is a bronze nameplate under the statue, which is engraved with the life deeds of the person who is sculpted, and it seems that all are the real people who have made great achievements in the history of Qingxu Palace.

When Yin Feng saw the statues on the two walls, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was a little disapproving. He shook his head, looked up at the two portraits in the center again, and looked intently.

The Void Xuan Zhenren didn't urge, but just waited quietly on the sidelines, witnessing the strange, incomprehensible, confused, and struggling expressions on Yin Feng's face. It wasn't until Yinfeng tightened his eyebrows in pain that he said slowly, "Yinfeng, can you see what?"

Yin Feng's eyebrows are like swords, and the tips of the eyebrows are slightly bent like the moon, and these eyebrows that are just and soft are just like the first snow of the silkworm. At this moment, hearing the inquiry of the Xuan Xuan real person, Yin Feng's eyebrows locked tighter, and he hesitated: "This Qingling real person...... I think I've seen it somewhere, but ...... But I can't remember. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly said **, holding his head in both hands, his face was pale in an instant, his face was distorted, and cold sweat was dripping.

Severe pain comes and goes quickly. Yinfeng shook his head, giving up on the idea of searching for memories. All his memories began from the moment he reappeared in the sky. Everything has been forgotten completely.

Seeing it in the eyes of the Void Xuan Zhenren, his long eyebrows trembled slightly, and then his face was like sinking water, and there was no wave at all. He stroked his long beard and persuaded eloquently: "Yin Feng, no matter what the cause you had in your previous life, in this life, you were always born in Qingxu, grew up in Qingxu, and traced back to the origin of the Tao, and also came from two ancestors. The cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, although you don't worship ordinary beings, but you drink water and think about the source, the two patriarchs are worthy of your worship?"

Yin Feng pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, and bowed to the two portraits in the hall.

Xuxuan Zhenren immediately raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Originally, my Qingxu Palace has the most important ancestral system, no matter when and where, the ancestral law and etiquette cannot be abolished. But you are an exception, since you have worshiped the ancestor, you can be regarded as the reincarnation disciple of Qingling Zhenren. After that, even me in the Qingxu Palace, you don't have to bow down to anyone. You can go everywhere in the whole palace of Qingxu. ”

Yin Feng nodded blankly.

Xuxuan Zhenren took out four ancient scrolls from his arms, handed them to Yin Feng, and said: "This is the four volumes of the "Emperor's Golden Record" left by Qingling Zhenren after he ascended to immortal. Since you have a relationship with the Qingling real person, let's take it for your own reference. If in doubt, just come to me. You stay here first, this time the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation is not small, and you have to explain your affairs to the elders and real people, I will arrange it first, and I will come to pick you up later. ”

After that, the real person of the void Xuan went out of the palace.

Yin Feng held four volumes of the incomparably precious "Golden Record of the Emperor", but he did not look at it. He stood alone in the temple, his heart surging like a tide, and he just thought repeatedly: "The cause of the past life, the fruit of this life...... The cause of past lives, the fruits of this life...... Karma ......"

Syllable!

A drop of crystal water fell quietly and shattered on the green jade ground.

Yin Feng was frightened and frightened, looking down at the small splash on the ground, and he didn't know why for a while.

Quietly, another drop of water fell.

Yin Feng stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and it turned out that he had already burst into tears.

"Why is that? Why is this?" he was shocked and a little flustered. But when I think about it, it is difficult for the severe pain to come as scheduled. However, he endured the pain, still searching in a blank void of consciousness.

After a while, Yin Feng finally collapsed, his face like gold paper, sweating through his heavy clothes, and still finding nothing. He stared blankly at the top of the hall and let the tears flow.

All those things in the past, have they all left him?

"Senior sister, I'm here. Under the moonlight, Hanyan called softly, pushed open the wooden door, and walked into the spacious but rather simple main room.

The furnishings in the room are simple, only one bed and a few, the four walls are bleak, the plaster is somewhat peeling off, and only a long sword hangs on the east wall. There is no light in the room, and under the moonlight through the window, a figure of Zhuo Yue can be vaguely seen, standing in front of the window.

Hearing the call of the smoke, she turned around slowly, it was Huaisu. Huaisu is at a young age, her appearance and figure are the best choice, at this time, it has been some time since Ji Ruochen broke into her bath, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes have become a little angular, and she looks at it softly and charmingly. Seeing Hanyan coming, her face turned happy and she greeted her.

Hanyan carried a small food box in his hand, and when he walked a few days ago, he put three dishes and a pot of spirits in the food box on a few tables, and said, "Senior sister, this is all a smoke-containing craft, you can try it." ”

Huaisu didn't answer, grabbed the wine jug, tilted his head, and drank it directly, only then did he take a long breath and sighed: "It's really happy!"

Hanyan stood silently aside, and waited for Huaisu to finish drinking before saying: "Senior sister, the annual exam is approaching, and in this month and a half, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to see you, ...... Take care of yourself. ”

When Huai Su heard this, his body trembled slightly, and then Fang said, "It's so fast, it's already November." Originally...... I've been here for more than half a year. Alas, since I was cultivating in this cold dew hall, none of those sisters had ever come. We don't have much affection, but you always come to visit me. ”

Hanyan smiled lightly and said, "It's no wonder that others." The two-headed wind tiger guarding the Hanlu Hall is not as selfish as people, and of course the other sisters can't enter. I've been playing with them since I was a child, that's why they let me in!"

Hanyan paused, seemed to hesitate, and suddenly sighed lightly for a long time, and said, "Senior sister, I have a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Huai Su was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Hanyan, I am actually a guilty body, but you have quietly come to visit me many times." With this affection, what else can't you say?"

Hanyan sighed: "Actually, Master Yuxuan has been thinking hard for Zhongxing Danyuan Palace, I heard that Ji Ruochen's identity is special, and this time he was indeed framed, so Master Yuxuan also has a hard time, why do you insist on what you have seen, and you must suffer here out of thin air? Senior sister, I heard that you used to drink without a drop of alcohol, but now? ”

Huai Su was silent for a moment, Fang gritted his teeth and said: "Bitterness? The situation that day, where did he look like he was framed? Regardless of this, that Ji Ruochen was framed by someone, and he took it over lightly with a word. I lost my innocence, but who did I ask for? Shizu is indeed for the sake of Zhongxing Danyuan, and he does everything. It's a pity that I, Huaisu, am just a mortal woman, and I can't give everything for Zhongxing Danyuan, the order of Master Yuxuan, I can't do it!"

With a smile on his face, a pair of smoke-like eyes just looked at Huai Su and asked, "What did the Jade Xuan Master Ancestor order you to do?"

Huai Su silently didn't answer, grabbed the wine jug, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth, but it was empty. It turned out that there was no trickle left in the pot. Huai Su casually threw the wine jug out of the window, stood up, and stood in front of the window, just staring at the frosty moonlight.

Hanyan waited for a moment, Yingying stood up and shouted, "Senior sister......"

Huai Su seemed to sigh faintly, and slowly undressed, and after a while, a jade-like body was already stretched out in front of the smoke. The moonlight is like water, sprinkled on her silky skin, and it seems to slowly give birth to a layer of light smoke, and the picturesque woman, like a layer of light veil, covers the confusion, and adds three points of thrilling.

"With smoke, is my sister beautiful?"

Hanyan was extremely surprised, and said a little overwhelmed: "Of course Senior Sister is extremely beautiful......"

Huai Su caressed his body and sighed faintly: "Gu Yun's red face is true. It is a sin for a woman in this world to be born beautiful. You don't have to ask what the life of the master is, all in all, I can't do it. ”

Hanyan listened, but was silent.

Huai Su suddenly asked: "Hanyan, I heard that you have taught with Ji Ruochen, so do you know where he is entering the realm now?"

Hanyan replied: "During the annual examination last year, he had just entered the realm of the Taiqing Saint. ”

Huai Su smiled sadly and said, "Very good! Then I will self-destruct two layers of Taoism this year, and I will meet him in the annual examination." ”

Hanyan was taken aback, and said hurriedly: "Senior sister, by all means! Now that another year has passed, although according to common sense, it is impossible for him to go to the next level." But after all, he was taught by eight real people, which was different from ordinary disciples, even if he really advanced before the annual exam, it was not a miracle. In that case, senior sister, aren't you working in vain......?"

Seeing Hanyan's hesitation, Huai Su smiled bitterly and said, "If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt you to say it." ”

Hanyan Fang said: "Ji Ruochen entered the Tao late, and his talent was not obvious at the beginning, but now he has won the first place in the annual examination three times in a row, and he has made great progress, and he has a tendency to catch up." And his Taoism is changeable, and he has the means to restrain my palace, senior sister...... Even if you have a mortal heart, you may not be able to achieve your goal. What's more, if you suddenly destroy yourself, how can real people not be suspicious?

Huai Su smiled bitterly and said, "I understand, it seems that I fought but self-destructed, and I am not his opponent." In this case, I should wait for him to catch up slowly, and when he first enters the Xuan Saint Realm, I will have a chance to kill him in one fell swoop?"

Hanyan sighed again: "Senior sister...... Even if you can really kill him, the real people are watching from the sidelines, and it is difficult to collect the soul and continue to live?"

Huai Su stood in a daze, and a teardrop had already fallen, but she didn't realize it, and just said, "That'...... What should I do?"

Hanyan wanted to speak and stopped, for a long time, Fang sighed lightly, and said: "This matter is against the trend, Hanyan is just a mortal woman, what to do, I don't know." ”

It was the middle of winter, and in three days, the annual annual examination of the Tao Te Sect was coming again.

At this time, Ji Ruochen had already prepared a strategy for the annual examination, and the corresponding magic weapons had also been sorted out, classified into categories, and neatly placed on the shelves. The elixir spell that needed to be used in the annual examination had been prepared to stop as early as half a month ago. When he first entered the Taiqing Holy Realm last year, he relied on the means of change and won the first place in one fell swoop. This year, he had used the dissociation technique many times in private, but there was still a long way to go before he could break through the realm of the True Saint. But no matter what, now Ji Ruochen's true yuan is profound, and it is not the same as last year's time, and there is no suspense about winning the first place again this year.

Now that he is ready for everything, he has nothing to do except meditate and meditate. During this period of time, he often felt irritable in his heart, but since the day of the hemorrhage, Ji Ruochen put a divination vessel in the corner of the house and let it produce dust. Hexagrams are mostly used to fill their own vitality. Even when practicing hexagrams, the theme of immortals is no longer used.

Although he doesn't divination, he keeps in mind the theory of cause and effect, and the way of reincarnation. But after consulting the Taoist classics, Ji Ruochen was still clueless. Only then did he realize that this way of karmic reincarnation was even more obscure than the three halal formulas.

Ji Ruochen stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, and for a while a thousand thoughts came to his heart. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the quarrel between the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper's wife when he was at the Dragon Gate Inn.

Business was light that day, and I didn't see a fat sheep come to the door all day, and the face of the shopkeeper's wife was a little dark. At dinner time, the inn was covered with thick clouds, and there was a hint of thunder. Ji Ruochen was still young at the time, and he was so frightened that he just lowered his head to pick up the rice, for fear that he would meet the eyes of the shopkeeper's wife and lead this storm to himself.

Fortunately, after the shopkeeper's wife scolded the heavens and scolded the fairy Buddha, the conversation changed, but it fell on the shopkeeper's head. Her opening was like several giant bells sounding at the same time, although there was the meaning of vigorous Qingyue, but the sound was too loud, and the four walls were so shocked that the ashes fell and the dishes jumped wildly.

When Ji Ruochen was dizzy, she could only hear her say to the shopkeeper: "You useless embryo killing! You are born with a miserable appearance, and there will be a catastrophe every ten years! Seeing that in another five years, it will be another ghost gate." I think that the old lady was also full of charms back then, and she came to talk about matchmaking, not 100 but 80, why did she fall blind to you? I still have to open a dilapidated little shop with you in this barren mountain and bald mountain where birds don't lay eggs, and the only guy still picked it up! In a difficult year, even eating is a problem!"

The shopkeeper was not in a good mood, and there were a few glasses of bad wine, and the wine was strong and weak, so he also slapped the table hard at the moment, and said angrily: "Although I have been robbed for ten years, I have only seen the store destroyed every time, and no one has died! This is not a great wealth and fortune, but what is it? Hmph! What did you say back then? You were naturally full of amorous charms back then! You roared in Hedong, and even Hexi Village was ten rooms and nine empty!"

The shopkeeper's wife was furious and shouted: "Zhang Wancai! You are so daring! Today you are either dead or I am alive!" Before the shouting fell, a big hand like a fan had already fanned the face of the shopkeeper with a bad wind!

The shopkeeper's movements were extremely fast, and he grabbed a plate of steamed buns and blocked it in front of him.

Ji Ruochen is extremely clever, and he has seen a lot of this situation and this scene, and he hid under the table like a smoke in the morning. Under the table, he saw the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper's wife advancing and retreating with four feet, attacking and defending well, with ping pong on the top of their heads, and he didn't know how many dishes were damaged.

Thinking of this, Ji Ruochen couldn't help but wonder. But he was suddenly startled, and after carefully calculating it several times in his heart, a chill gradually appeared. Counting up, the day of the shopkeeper's ten-year catastrophe is when Ji Ruochen goes up the mountain!

Looking back on the past, Ji Ruochen couldn't help but be gloomy. It seems that the shopkeeper couple still failed to escape the catastrophe of the destruction of the store.

Ji Ruochen stared at the snow, listened to the whistling wind, took a deep breath, and let the chill slowly spread in his chest.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, what should come will always come, and no matter how many hexagrams are divided, it will be useless in the end.

Suddenly, he let out a clear whistle!

In this year's exam, Ji Ruochen did not use magic weapons, did not prepare spells, only wore a green shirt, a wooden sword, and was wounded in 38 places, and he was invincible.