The old Taoist name is called "Jiang Chenzi", he had no wife when he was young, and he had no children when he was old, and after he came to this Ningzhou City, he adopted him, an orphan without a father and mother, and lived in this Dragon King Temple, making a living by hexagrams.

This orphan's original name was Bai Changhai, and Jiang Lao thought that the name was old-fashioned, so he changed his name to "Jiang Yu", which was taken from the surplus every year, that is, he hoped that he could be diligent and thrifty, and not be as extravagant and wasteful as his sloppy old Taoist, and there was no tomorrow after today.

He was seven years old.

He had always believed that, at least that's what the old Taoist said.

I remember that year he was nine years old, his family was in difficulty, he was so hungry that he stole the meat of his friends in the city. When the defendant came to the house, he was severely beaten by the old man, and he cried hoarsely: "You are so useless! Why am I my master, I can't even eat enough!"

That night, he hid in the firewood room and cried. Seeing the sleepless old man sitting alone in the backyard drinking wine, tears couldn't stop staying, wetting his shabby robe.

The next day.

"Master, why are your clothes wet? ”

"Lao Tzu wets the bed!"

Actually, he understands it all.

......

The next day, Jiang Yu buried Jiang Lao's body in the backyard of the Dragon King Temple, erected a monument, and went to pack his relics and prepare to cremate them.

In the meditation room, the old man's things are neatly placed on the table, his clothes are stacked on the wooden bed without pulling, but in the middle of the old wooden table, a yellow-white letter and a bright white jade slip are randomly placed, with the book "Yu Er personally opened".

Jiang Yu's hand trembled, his red and swollen eyes suddenly burst into a piercing light, and he quickly opened the envelope.

"Yu'er, today is destined, there will be this catastrophe, don't be sad. I want to be a monk of the Heavenly Hexagram Daoist, who crisscrosses the southern region of heaven for millions of miles, and he lives here, and his life is also. Take this letter, go to the Tianfanyu Luo Temple, find the Jade Ripple Fairy, and the old people meet each other, which is the appointment of the sunset. ”

"It turns out, Master, that I have expected this day for a long time. It turned out to be true, he was really, a monk. Jiang Yu rubbed his moist eyes and muttered.

In the memory, the old man said arrogantly: "Lao Tzu was a great man like no other in the world back then, a great monk!"

"Dream on, go to you. ”

Jiang Yu was stunned for a while, shook his head, put the letter into his arms, and picked up the jade slip on the table. This jade slip is turbulent all over, jade luster, suddenly, a miraculous power rushed straight into the sea of knowledge from it, his spirit was shocked, and his thoughts were much clearer in an instant, as if the turbidity in his mind was washed away by the mysterious power in the jade slip.

A burst of strong light suddenly appeared, covering the entire sea of knowledge in the blink of an eye, only to see a white light flash in front of him, and thousands of bladeless sword qi appeared, surging and agitating in the sea of knowledge, and in an instant, the sea of knowledge was pierced through a big hole. Jiang Yu seemed to be choked by an invisible giant hand, his consciousness gradually blurred, and gradually disappeared, he fell to the ground, not knowing life or death.

The light of the jade slip in his hand gradually weakened, and the light flowed towards Jiang Yu's palm, and a powerful sword aura suddenly erupted around him, and a giant sword stood in the air, piercing into the sky, destroying the withering and decaying momentum, and this simple meditation room turned into flying ash and dissipated in the air.

In the sea of knowledge, a boy sat cross-legged in it, looking carefully, his limbs were actually composed of the bladeless sword qi, he continued to devour Jiang Yu's sea of knowledge, like a plate of meat sauce was sucked in one mouth.

The sea of knowledge, which was only the size of a small pond, gradually shrank, and finally it was only less than half the size of a person, and Jiang Yu, who had faintly shrunk countless times in the most central sea of knowledge, trembled. This is Jiang Yu's soul, if the soul dies, even if the saint comes, he will not be able to return to heaven and change his life.

Xiao Tong suddenly grew his mouth, and one after another sword qi flew towards Jiang Yu's last territory, Xiao Jiang Yu's pupils shrank to the extreme, as if he had met a demon from the abyss.

"My life is at stake. The reflection of the sword qi in Xiao Jiang Yu's eyes continued to expand, breaking through the last barrier and reaching in front of him.

A figure that couldn't see his face clearly stepped out of Xiao Jiangyu's soul, waved his hand and drew a formation map outlining thousands of stars, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, wearing out thousands of sword qi, and with a flick of his fingers, the little boy somewhere in the sea suddenly spit out a mouthful of sword blood, and the beard dissipated from nothingness in an instant.

The figure turned his head and glanced at Xiao Jiang Yu, whose eyes were still full of fear, as if he let out a long sigh, turned into a little light and slowly dissipated into the nothingness of Jiang Yu's sea of knowledge.

In the distance, Xiao Tong's sword eyebrows were slightly upturned, and a pair of emotionless white pupils stared directly at Xiao Jiangyu, roaring silently, like a sharp sword that seemed to be able to pierce nothingness, piercing Xiao Jiangyu's brain.

Jiang Yu only felt that a huge hole was blasted open in his head, and his soul body quickly broke into a spider web, fragile as if it was about to crack open when he reached out and touched it.

The little boy smiled hideously, as if victory was just around the corner, and suddenly, his smile froze, and horror crawled all over his face, and his body gradually merged with Jiang Yu's soul body. He screamed strangely, and his hands struggled to wave, but unfortunately he couldn't escape, Jiang Yu's soul body was like a demon's huge mouth, constantly devouring his body.

The bodies of the two gradually fused into one, and with Xiao Tong's miserable howl, Jiang Yu's shattered soul body returned to its usual appearance again, but at this time, what was circulating in his body was no longer pure soul power, but the little boy's sword qi.

Jiang Yu was already extremely tired, and as soon as he sank his mind slightly, his soul fell into a deep sleep.

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

Tianhun Domain, Ningzhou City is thousands of miles away, in a deep mountain.

"Master, why hasn't this person woken up yet? It's been seven days, and he's actually dead!"

"Kites. A cold voice rang out.

"Yes, yes, don't say anything - but this man was covered in blood at that time, and I'm afraid he wasn't a good person, so let's throw him down the mountain!"

"Kite!" the cold voice sounded again, slightly annoyed.

"Master is so boring, he can't joke, no wonder I don't even have a senior sister! I'm going to play with Senior Brother Lin, ignore you!"

“......”

Jiang Yu's eyes slowly opened, and in front of him was a simple and exquisite wooden house, with guzheng, bookcase, and ink paintings neatly arranged, and in front of the bookcase, a middle-aged man in a robe with a cold face sat cross-legged.

"You're awake. He spoke.

Jiang Yu didn't reply, he touched his washed and clean clothes, and suddenly, his face changed: "What about my things! What about my things! You took my things!"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, raised his hand and pointed to the cases next to the bed, on the quaint cases, a letter, and a tube of jade slips were put together.

Jiang Yu turned over and got out of bed, and hurriedly checked the letter and the jade slip, but at this time, the jade slip had lost its luster and became extremely dim. He looked at the middle-aged man questioningly: "My jade Jane, what's the matter!"

"I don't know. The middle-aged man's face was flat, as if this jade slip was born like this.

"This jade slip has lost its aura, and it must be empty. ”

Jiang Yu carefully felt this jade slip, recalled the matter of his soul, and his heart was in a trance, such a strange picture was still like a dream to him. He still can't believe that people can see their own souls, they can see so many swords flying in the sky, and the flying swords that are rare on weekdays make him see enough at one time, and he feels that he has a big dream.

Only then did he really pay attention to this middle-aged man, this person's face was cold, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a long hair was tightly tied behind his head by a bun, a blue and white staggered, Yao Fang painted edges, embroidered green dragon robes, temperament is natural, every move seems to fit with heaven and earth.

Perhaps, this middle-aged man is also a legendary monk, and perhaps he can tell himself the identity of the old man.

He bowed down and made a big salute: "Boy Jiangyu, thank you for the rescue." In order to find his belongings, he was anxious and offended, and the boy dared to go down to Haihan. ”

"It doesn't matter. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Is there anything wrong with your soul?" he asked softly, after a moment of silence.

Jiang Yu's heart tightened, and his intuition told him that if this middle-aged man wanted to kill him, he might just need to raise his finger, thinking of this, he was happy again, and arched his hand: "Please also ask Mr. to help take a look." ”

"Relax. ”

Jiang Yu was a little nervous, took a few deep breaths, and relaxed his mind slightly. In an instant, he only felt a slight fluctuation in the sea of consciousness passing by, and it did not touch his soul, if it weren't for the uniqueness of his soul, ordinary people would not have been able to find it.

"Your soul is not a man. ”