Chapter 1 breaks the intestines

At that time, the world was politically prosperous, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and Shenzhou was full of auspiciousness, and gradually there was a prosperous atmosphere.

From time to time, there is a famous city of Luoyang, because it is located in the thoroughfare of the Central Plains, rich in products, and has not experienced the disaster of war and natural disasters for a long time, the population has gradually increased. After several expansions, Luoyang became more and more prosperous, and faintly surpassed the imperial capital Chang'an. Therefore, a hundred years ago, Luoyang was designated as the eastern capital by the founding Emperor Gaozu, and since then it has become more and more prosperous.

There is a long pavilion street in Luoyang City, there is a Tongchuan Lane at the east of the street, the high wall and deep courtyard in the alley, the bluestone paving, the weather is strict. The people living in Tongchuan Lane are either rich or noble, and they are all one of the most prominent families in Luoyang City, but in such a deep alley, there are actually only five families.

At this time, it was the height of summer, the sky was cloudless, and the blazing sun seemed to roast the bluestone pavement into smoke. At the mouth of the alley, a few weeping willows also hung their heads listlessly, and the willow branches went straight down, not moving at all.

At noon, it was the time for the big families to take a lunch break, and the whole Tongchuan Lane was empty, and there was no figure to be seen, only the sound of knowing broke the silence of the afternoon.

In a house at the mouth of Tongchuan Alley, behind two black bronze doors is a cool world. Between the corridors of the buildings, the wind is cool and cool, not at all like the heat wave outside the gate. In the courtyard of the house, the water pavilion and song platform, the carved beams are painted, the pavilions are heavy, the corridor is the road, it can be said that the weather is extraordinary. A basin and a chair in the courtyard, if it is not gorgeous and abnormal, it is something with a history, which can be examined. Just say that the number of rockeries is the drip stone produced on the coast of the South China Sea, not to mention that the drip stone itself is worth thousands of gold, but it is transported to Luoyang by thousands of mountains and rivers, and the cost is already expensive.

That's all, but the purple tiger roaring moon painted on the wall inside the door, the dragon relief in the center of the stone steps in the courtyard, or the four bronze dragon turtles lying on the eaves of the main building, are all different from the ornaments that ordinary people can have. In particular, the Purple Tiger and the Wandering Dragon are patterns that can only be used by the bloodline of the imperial family.

The front and back of the house are divided into four entrances, and the connection between these four courtyards is the hand-copying verandah on both sides. Between each entry, there are two hanging flower doors on the left and right, plum orchid, bamboo chrysanthemum, pine maple lotus, each with its own form, and there is no duplicate of the break. The servants shuttled endlessly, all lightly, as if they were afraid of disturbing their master's lunch nap. In the world of large families, the law is strict, which can be seen from these performances of servants alone. Who dares to go the extra mile and say half a word?

In the back of the house into a corner, there is another courtyard under the shade of green bamboo, the courtyard door is inscribed with the words 'stop ink pavilion'. A couplet on the door:

The ink fragrance on the four walls passed away from the window, and a stream of autumn water flew around.

There is a cave in its seclusion.

At this time, as soon as the side door of the main house opened, a young man dressed as a scholar flashed out and ran all the way to the Stop Ink Pavilion. As soon as he took a few steps into the door, he couldn't wait to shout, "Young Master!"

Facing the courtyard gate is a study, in the middle of the room sits a young man in a fancy costume, who looks to be seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white homely casual clothes, with some pine branches and auspicious clouds embroidered on the sleeves and trim of the robe, chatting as embellishments; With the cloud heel thick-soled boots, it is clear and clear, gorgeous and beautiful, and the end is a young man like jade, a handsome son. With a furnace of ambergris burning beside him, and an ancient scroll in his hand, he was studying it attentively, and he seemed to be very attentive. Suddenly hearing the call of the scholar outside the door, Shao was immediately startled, his hand shook, and he almost dropped the book on the ground. He quickly opened the drawer, hid the book he had just studied, grabbed a copy of the official history from the table, and pretended to read it.

The scholar had only screamed twice, and then he had already rushed into the room, and when he saw that the young man was immersed in reading the scriptures, he immediately smiled and said, "Young master, there are two great news at the moment, you can have a quiet life, and you don't have to look at these suffocating people anymore!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Really, what's going on? Say it, say it!"

The scholar approached the young man and lowered his voice: "I passed by the main room just now, and overheard my wife and the little princess of Luoyang reminiscing, which mentioned that after the master went to Beijing this time, he was very appreciated by Emperor Xuanzong, and he has stayed in Beijing and is ready to reuse it! This second joy, Chang'an Luoyang is far away, and it takes more than half a month to come back and forth, and the master will definitely not be able to come back often to supervise your schoolwork. ”

The young man's face was overjoyed, but he immediately realized that he could not be happy, especially since his father was about to leave far away, how could he be so happy for the Son of Man? If you dare to lie to me, see how I use family law to clean you up!"

The scholar was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the young man and begged: "Young master, if you ask, Madame will definitely know that I am too talkative, and it is a small matter to eat a meal at that time, if I am kicked out of the house, then I will no longer be able to serve you." ”

The young man groaned, knowing that his wife had always been discerning, and if he asked him earnestly, this scholar would definitely have to eat the family law. He has always liked the scholar to be smart and steady, so he suppressed the anxiety in his heart and prepared to slowly explore the wind.

At this moment, a crisp voice like a bell ringing suddenly came from outside the pavilion: "Third brother, what makes you so happy?" Before the voice fell, a girl flashed in outside the door, holding her Chaoyun bun low, faintly carmine, draped and swayed, obliquely rolled up the tulle sleeves, revealing lotus-like arms and shallot-like nails. It is the Xi Shi who has not met Fan Li, the mink Zen who is ignorant of the world, and the Liu Ru who has not fallen into the dust. She lifted her skirt slightly, trotted all the way, and rushed to the young man's desk in a blink of an eye.

The young man was taken aback, and reached out to clean up the things on the table, but she rushed to the table by surprise, and her hand stopped in mid-air for a while, neither advancing nor retreating, quite embarrassing.

When the scholar saw the girl, her face changed slightly, and she immediately saluted and smiled: "Miss Seven, why are you here?"

The girl stared at the scholar and sneered, "Collect medicine! Are you doing something bad with your third brother again?"

The scholar's face changed greatly, and he reluctantly smiled: "Miss Seventh said that she was laughing, how dare the villain! The villain just wants to see if his brother has anything to show him." ”

The girl snorted, no longer paid attention to the scholar, picked up the book spread out on the boy's desk, and saw that it was an official revised history, so she immediately threw it together, went around to the boy, opened his drawer, and pulled out the book that the boy had just studied, showing that she was familiar with the boy's temperament.

The girl raised the ancient scroll in her hand and said, "Third brother, you didn't listen to your uncle's orders, and you are looking at these inexplicable things! ”

The young man frowned and argued: "Qingyang Zhenren is the real person who protects the country personally worshiped by Emperor Gaozu, and his handwritten "Purple Mansion Jindan Jue" can only be happy and wise, where can he block the seven tricks? Daddy, he is always pedantic, and you follow such nonsense!"

The girl put the scroll on the table and said, "Third brother, don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Simon will check your schoolwork in three days, if you can't pass the test, when your uncle comes back, you will have to be grounded for a month, and you will not be allowed to leave the house." ”

The young man smiled and said, "It's just to memorize three Taizong books, and it won't take me half an hour." ”

The girl snorted, and suddenly smiled lightly: "I know, in the whole world, only the third brother is the smartest." ”

It turned out that the young man's surname was Luo Mingfeng, and the word was from the dragon, and he would be 18 years old in another month. Seventh Miss Luo Xichen is not yet sixteen, and she is not a biological brother and sister with Luo Feng, but the niece of Luo Feng's mother, Mrs. Yang. Luo Feng's family lineage, his father Luo Renhe is famous for his literary style, when he served as an official in Luoyang, and Li Chong, the king of Luoyang, has always been friendly, and his sister Luo Guifei is favored by Emperor Xuanzong today, and the family is becoming prosperous. This time, Luo Ren and went to Beijing to go to high school, although there is no conclusion yet, but it must be a prominent real shortcoming.

When Luo Feng was born, there was a vision in the sky, and there was a blank cumulus cloud on the house, and there was a purple electricity and a blue electricity circling and staggering. Luo Ren and the invited Feng Shui Mr. are just ordinary people in the world who eat in the name of immortals, so they naturally can't understand the meaning. It's just that he said that this is auspicious from the sky, and this son is the reincarnation of immortals. By asking where Xiang is and where Rui comes from, he naturally shakes his head, "This is a heavenly opportunity, unspeakable, unspeakable."

As soon as Luo Feng landed, he grabbed a small bluestone in his hand, the bluestone was round and crystalline, and there was a faint flow of treasure light, showing extraordinary things. Luo Renhe saw that this son was born by grabbing a stone, showing an extraordinary fetus, so he believed what Mr. Feng Shui said, and thanked him for a few silvers.

Luo Feng has been extremely smart since he was a child, he can recite at the age of three, and he became a poem at the age of seven. When you are a little older, you are more calm, knowledgeable, open-minded, and calm. Therefore, among the five sons, Luo Renhe has the highest expectations and the most stringent requirements for this third son. It's just that Luo Feng doesn't know why he has no interest in the study of governing the economy, and he only likes to build a foundation for alchemy, immortal trace cave mansion and other miscellaneous things. He read extensively about Taoism on weekdays, and since he was a child, he made friends with monks, and learned a lot of lead and mercury and the way of sword dancing.

When Emperor Xuanzong believed in the Tao, so the wind of cultivating immortals to visit the Tao was flourishing, and it was said that in the famous mountains and Daze, there were many sects of cultivating immortals who lived in seclusion, and there were many rumors of immortal traces flying in the daytime. It's just that those Taoist real people who are willing to make friends with the nobles and wealthy families, but nine out of ten people are lowly in Taoism, and they may not be able to understand a few Taoist scriptures, so how can they teach people?

Of course, there are also real people with real powers. For example, Qingyang Zhenren, who wrote this "The Key to the Golden Pill of Zifu", claims to be able to turn stones into gold, turn springs into pulp, and be good at refining elixir. The founding emperor Gaozu felt that it was infinitely useful, and immediately named Qingyang Zhenren as the national teacher of the dynasty, and gave countless fields and houses. There are also rumors that Qingyang Zhenren has a fairy sword in his hand, and it can trigger purple lightning and thunder when it is unsheathed, and the power is endless.

Luo Feng didn't have that luck to meet a worldly master like Qingyang Zhenren. Although he made many friends with monks, he studied many Taoist treasures, and spent a lot of honorariums. But if you talk about alchemy, there are countless pills refined, but there is not a single elixir. If you talk about learning the sword, those few moves are also elegant and calm, and quite stylish, but if you really use it, even the nursing home of Luofu can't be beaten. Therefore, the more Luo Renhe looked at it, the more angry he became, and finally forbade Luo Feng to talk about cultivation again, and asked him to devote himself to studying, so that he could inherit his father's shadow in the future and make achievements in his career.

It's just that Luo Renhe is busy with official business, and it is rare to have time to check Luo Feng's schoolwork. Luo Feng is also a natural material, and he can cope with it with a little hard work, and most of the time he is still studying the Daozang and exploring the way to ascension. He was so obsessed with this that even the little scholar who accompanied him was privately renamed Medicine Picking.

Although Luo Renhe does not like Luo Feng to study the art of Danding and the study of Huang Lao, he is not blindly rejecting the immortal road, after all, since the founding emperor of this dynasty, the kings of all dynasties have highly respected the study of cultivating immortals and refining pills, how can these courtiers not understand one or two, otherwise how to inherit the king's heart and be considerate of the holy will? And Luo Ren and this mansion are also unusual, there are two dragon reliefs in the front and back four entrances, which together are a dragon yin and yang array. According to the Taoist priest who set up the array, there is a North Sea ice dragon locked in the array, which can not only reconcile yin and yang, drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts, but also have the great effect of reversing feng shui and blessing the descendants.

Naturally, no one knows whether the spirit of the North Sea Ice Dragon was really locked in this array, but the effect of harmonizing yin and yang is quite significant. The whole house is warm in winter and cool in summer, very pleasant, and all the people in the house are not suffering from cold and heat at all, even the palace of the king of Luoyang may not be able to catch up.

Up to this time, just three years after the completion of the Dragon Yin and Yang Array, Luo Renhe received the grace of Emperor Xuanzong and summoned him to the capital to narrate. It's just that I don't know if this is the skill of the formation, or the ability of Concubine Luo's pillow.

Luo Xichen elf jumped out, but his temperament and temperament were quite magnificent, and he was the most compatible with Luo Feng among the younger generation in Luofu. Since she was a child, she was taught the art of cultivating qi and brightening the heart by a female Taoist priest who traveled by, and told her to practice diligently, and then come to her as an apprentice when she turned sixteen. The female Taoist priest claimed to be from Lingxu and was a disciple of Mr. Bai Yun's inheritance. However, the daughter of an official eunuch like Luo Xichen will not do any hard work, and it is not bad to be able to practice once in three or five days. Even so, Luo Feng looked at her differently. It's just that she herself disdains the technique of cultivating qi that she has learned, saying that she focuses on the side branches and miscellaneous paths, and deviates from the origin of the Great Dao. Luo Feng is very unfazed by this, and he has seen it every time, hoping that Luo Xichen can recognize the true taste. But Luo Xichen was arrogant and naturally unconvinced, not to mention that although Luo Feng himself had read many Taoist treasures, he had not seen any magical powers, so whenever the brother and sister discussed the source of the Dao Immortal, they mostly quarreled.

Although Luo Feng is drunk with Taoism and has no intention of governing the country economically, he is only a recitation of things to deal with, which has made him emerge when he is not eighteen years old, and understands the learning of the hundreds of schools of thought in the classics and classics, and has insight into the truth of the state and the people, and there are always wonderful words. However, the Dao method of his painstaking efforts did nothing.

The world is unpredictable, so it can be seen.

The brother and sister couldn't talk a few words in the study, and returned to the study of Jindan, which was naturally another quarrel. After some heated arguments, both of them were a little tired. Luo Xichen glanced at the medicine collector who had been standing obediently, and said, "You go out first, I have something to say to the third brother." ”

He suddenly let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and ran.

Luo Xichen was angry and annoyed, and shouted: "Why are you running so fast?

The medicine picker was clever, and he relied on Su De Luofeng's love, but he couldn't hear it at the moment, and he exerted force under his feet, and disappeared outside the courtyard gate in a blink of an eye, which made Luo Xichen so angry that he clenched his teeth.

Luo Feng smiled: "Don't worry about him, what do you have to say to me?"

Luo Xichen paused hatefully, then looked at Luo Feng and said, "Hmph, it's cheap for you." I heard that my uncle has another important purpose in Beijing this time, and he will not return to Luoyang for a while, and you can act recklessly. But there is no such good thing in the world, and I occasionally learned that this time Mr. Simon was entrusted by his uncle to study your homework fiercely, and it was not just three volumes of Gaozu Benji. ”

Luo Feng smiled: "That's okay." Those few scriptures and histories are already in my womb, so why ...... fear"

Before he had finished his sentence, a gust of wind blew in from the window. This wind was very powerful, and in an instant, the paper and pen on the desk were rolled up, and they smashed at Luo Feng and Luo Xichen, and even the ancient inkstone produced in the previous dynasty was not spared, and it rose with the wind!

Luo Feng was taken aback, and eagerly struggled to pull Luo Xichen aside to avoid this sudden violent storm, but he himself was hit on the shoulder by that ancient inkstone, and he couldn't help but turn pale and snort.

Suddenly, there was another loud bang, and a row of tall bookshelves was toppled by the vicious wind and toppled down towards the two. Luo Feng was taken aback again, and he didn't care about the severe pain in his shoulders and back, and violently threw Luo Xichen to the ground, which was able to avoid the heavy sandalwood bookshelf. Then there was an uproar, and the dragon color plate, the ancient blue and white turtle pattern bowl, and the jasper cloud pattern vase all fell to pieces.

The evil wind came and went quickly, mixed with a pile of debris, and then broke the window from the other side.

After a while, Luo Feng raised his head and looked at the already messy study in shock. Luo Xichen saw that the dust had settled, and his fear gradually disappeared, and he gently pushed Luo Feng. Only then did Luo Feng realize that he stood up and helped Luo Xichen up. The defense of men and women in this dynasty is far less stringent than that of the previous dynasty, and the two of them are in a hurry, and the touch of skin is also indispensable.

Luo Xichen said: "It's really strange, what kind of wind is coming up!"

Luo Feng looked out the window and said, "It's really a little strange...... Huh?!"

He ran to the window and looked up to the sky, only to find that it was still cloudless and the sun was shining brightly, and he didn't know when it was already cloudy. The black and oppressive clouds kept falling, as if they had a thousand might, and they wanted to touch the eaves of the main building. If this cloud loses its bonds, if this big Luoyang City is big, I am afraid it will be crushed into powder!

At this time, there was no such thing as silence in Luofu, and there was a commotion, and the servants were running back and forth, preparing for the coming downpour.

Luo Feng walked into the courtyard, raised his head to the sky, frowned, and said, "This storm is really strange, there must be a reason." Well, let me think about it, what does it say in the "Xuandu Nine Truths" scripture......"

Luo Xichen's face suddenly changed drastically, and she shouted something to Luo Feng, but her cry was completely drowned out by a sudden thunderbolt.

Luo Feng looked up to the sky, Mu Ran looked at the monstrous electric light that fell like a nine-day waterfall, and was already stunned.

Loud voice.

"Third brother!" Luo Xichen didn't know how many times he screamed, and his numb ears vaguely heard his own scream. Seeing that the monstrous lightning was approaching Luo Feng, she didn't care about the pain in her body, and she didn't shy away from the thunder in the courtyard, so she rushed towards Luo Feng.

The moment the lotus foot fell into the courtyard, Luo Xichen was stunned for a moment. In the courtyard, the green bamboo is like a screen, and the flowing spring is surging, how can there be any trace of thunder in the sky? When she looked up again, the sky was blue again, and the scorching sun was shining. The black cloud that destroyed the city just now was as if it had never existed.

It wasn't until he saw Luo Feng, who was curled up on the ground and unconscious, that Luo Xichen believed that the scene just now was not an illusion. She felt a pain in her heart and hurriedly ran to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes were closed, his face was purple and red, and his whole body exuded an astonishing high heat, as if he wanted to breathe fire. The clothes on his chest were scorched black, almost all of them were burned by the heavenly fire caused by the purple thunder, but the strange thing was that the exposed skin was delicate and snow-white, like a freshly peeled tender lotus root, and there was no trace of being burned by the heavenly fire at all. He had a thin gold chain tied around his neck, and a small bluestone fell from the tail of the chain. Luo Xichen naturally recognized that this was the bluestone that Luo Feng had grasped in his hands since he was born.

At this moment, the bluestone is exuding a radiant brilliance, and the brilliance is uncertain, like a living thing. Seeing this scene, Luo Xichen secretly thought: It must be the bluestone body protector that saved the third brother from the pain of burning. For a moment, I suddenly felt that this thing was extraordinary, so I took a closer look. At this glance, I saw that this small bluestone had become transparent, and there seemed to be a boiling molten lake inside, and countless small purple-gold characters were constantly floating up.

These words were too small, and Luo Xichen carefully identified them, and he could barely see the outline of these words. The text has some similarities with the ancient seal, and she doesn't recognize a word. But the scene in front of her was too mysterious, and when she saw the forgetfulness, Xichen couldn't help but reach out and want to touch the bluestone, but as soon as the slender fingertips touched the bluestone, she exclaimed in surprise and quickly withdrew her hand.

I don't know if it was attracted by the heavenly fire, the bluestone was extremely hot, and a slight touch scalded Luo Xichen's fingertips into a blister. She is the official eunuch of Zhong Mingding's food, how can she endure such hardship? There were tears in her eyes at the moment.

Luo Xichen kept blowing his fingertips, the pain subsided for a while, and he remembered Luo Feng's safety again, and hurriedly looked at it, but he was stunned again.

Luo Feng didn't know when he had woken up, but he lay motionless on the ground, staring at the blue sky high in a daze, tears rolling out, he was already stupid. The bluestone had also lost its treasure light, and lay quietly on Luo Feng's chest.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?" Luo Xichen called as he pushed Luo Feng's arm. She was a little panicked in her heart, and vaguely felt that something big must be about to happen.

After a long time, Luo Feng turned his head, he seemed to be looking at Luo Xichen, but his gaze actually passed through everything in front of him and fell into the gloomy and mysterious underworld.

"Original...... Is this the last reincarnation?" Luo Feng muttered to himself, but Luo Xichen couldn't understand what he was talking about at all. After experiencing the Purple Thunder Heavenly Fire, Luo Feng in front of her seemed to have changed into a different person, no longer seeing the original slight arrogance, but replacing it with a vast and profound, which was incomprehensible and indistinguishable.

She was scared in her heart, shook Luo Feng's arm, and said, "Third brother, what's wrong with you? Do you want to invite Imperial Doctor Xue from the palace to take a look?"

"Imperial Doctor Xue?" Luo Feng came back to his senses at this moment and slowly stood up. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but smile and said, "What can he see? How can he crack the predestined cause and effect of reincarnation with ordinary medicines? Not to mention that this is the last life, and as long as he cultivates to perfection, he will naturally dissolve all the past and backwards." Why bother?"

Luo Xichen was even more panicked, she grabbed Luo Feng's robe sleeves and said, "Third brother, what are you talking about, why don't I understand anything at all?"

Luo Feng stroked her hair and said, "They are all dusty couples, how can they know the door to liberation? It's a story, but what's the truth in the story? You don't understand it now. When the opportunity comes, you will understand. ”

Luo Xichen was originally Bingxue smart, but at this moment, he suddenly realized in his heart, and asked at the moment: "Third brother, are you leaving?"

This question made Luo Feng slightly stunned. He pondered for a moment and said, "Life and death are a proof of reincarnation." Thousands of changes are nothing but cause and effect. Anyway, since I was reborn in Luofu, it was also a fate, and I left a book. He will see each other again. ”

After that, Luo Feng returned to the study, picked up the pen and laid out the paper, hurriedly left a book, and went to the Ink Pavilion.

Luo Xichen didn't have time to take a closer look at what Luo Feng wrote, hurriedly chased out of the study, and shouted to his back: "Third brother, where are you going?"

"Towering, Kunlun. ”

At this time, the Zhuyahuan of Luofu realized the change in the Ink Pavilion, and hurriedly rushed in, looking at the study that had just been robbed by the wind, they were all speechless. However, Luo Feng walked out among them, but none of them could notice it.

"Why is it that all the good things are broken?"

"What about the Third Young Master, why don't you see the Third Young Master?"

The people were in a mess, noisy and shouting, but Luo Xichen didn't realize it, she just quietly put the letter left by Luo Feng into her sleeve.

Luoyang in September is still scorching like a flood, but there is a slight chill in the wind in the west outside the Guan, flowing in this vast Gobi. This is a land that is completely different from the eastern capital of Luoyang, there is no warm and comfortable green mountains and green waters, there are no complicated pavilions and pavilions, and there is no bustling, shoulder to shoulder crowds. Here, in addition to the long yellow sand, there are patches of gravel.

What makes people retreat even more is the vicious wind and sand in the Gobi that are constantly stirring up wind and waves. One moment it was still blue, the red sun was hanging high, and the next moment it was dark, flying sand and rocks. If you encounter the wind and sand is particularly fierce, you will see the yellow sand all over the ground, suddenly rolled into a roll, spinning higher and higher, like ten thousand horses galloping, waves crashing on the shore, volleying away. If you accidentally encounter such a wind and sand, it will be difficult to save your life. At this time, people from the border should be extremely careful and always identify the celestial phenomena.

In the reckless wind and sand, a teenager faintly walked out. He walked slowly, his sideburns were neat and unusual, and there was no dust at all, and the wind and sand that were raging in the western frontier had no effect on him. It's just that his face is quite tired.

This young man is Luo Feng.

At the moment when the purple thunder heavenly fire was destroyed, he suddenly realized the destined reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, a thousand years of dust. Although the events of the previous life are fragmented and chaotic, barely speaking, it is just a chapter that cannot connect the complete story. However, for Luo Feng, it is enough to recall the chanting scriptures on the banks of the Wuding Tianhe River, and to recall the pair of green pupils.

In this life, reincarnation is full.

He only needs to refine this physical mortal body, cultivate into an immortal body, and after ascending in the day, he can get rid of the cause and effect of this hundred and thousands of years and re-rank the immortal class. Although Qingshi in this life does not know where he is, as his Taoism deepens day by day, his supernatural powers are beginning to form, and his whereabouts will be found. At that time, with his supernatural powers, he would definitely be able to help her soar and return to the fairy world.

Luo Feng knows very well that whenever the last life is reincarnated, the catastrophe will be great. However, he did not doubt the ascension, because this was already a predestined opportunity. No matter how fierce the earthly calamity is, it will not be enough to reverse the situation and reverse the cause and effect. The only thing he cares about is bluestone.

Before falling into the turbid world, she had to detach herself and transform into an immortal body, and her divine consciousness and power had not yet been formed, how could she be like Luo Feng with a mysterious means to dissolve the reincarnation of the dust to lift the weight and sway freely? Although the reincarnation of a hundred generations is complete, she will also return to the immortal world, but all the sufferings in this will not be less.

The long official road has no end in front and nowhere to come after. Luo Feng looked at it with his eyes, and within a radius of dozens of miles, there was no one other than him. Only the sound of a few hoops vaguely floated from a distance, and then fell in the distance.

Luo Feng smiled slightly bitterly. Since he had only heard that the Western Regions were desolate and hard, and that there were few people, he had personally set foot on this occasion to know how appropriate the 'ancient road, the west wind, and the thin horse' were.

Luo Feng sighed slightly, and walked forward again. Together with the cause and effect of the previous life, there are many immortal magic powers, but unfortunately it is difficult to use the mystical method unless it has great divine power. Luo Feng's body is just a mortal fetus in the flesh, and his turbidity has not yet faded, so how can he be called a Taoist? Seriously, his body at the moment is only stronger than those noble children who indulge in Fengyue in Luoyang. Those barely able to use the immortal magic Dao methods can only save him from the invasion of cold and heat, and from the wind and sand.

There are more than 100 miles ahead, that is, the Sword and Pot Pass, and after leaving the pass, it is considered to have left the territory of this dynasty. Although the current dynasty has two other protectorates further west, the western region is vast, and these thousands of miles of territory are still a wild world of foreign races.

Outside the Sword and Pot Pass, there is still a distance of 10,000 miles, which is the rumored Kunlun Xuanjing of 'Jincheng Qianzhong, Jade Tower Twelve, Yao Chi on the left, and Cui Water on the right'.

Since the blessed earth and the cave sky, there will be real people to practice. Luo Feng went to Kunlun to find a teacher to visit the Tao, and asked for the method of eating and drinking dew and refining qi and cultivating the truth, so that the physical body could be refined into an immortal fetus, and finally feathered and soared.

From Luoyang to the front of the Sword and Pot Pass, Luo Feng spent two months. He also did not buy mules and horses to travel, and walked all the way as a car, slowly moving westward.

Although it was a peaceful and prosperous time, there were many dangers on the road, especially for a single traveler like Luo Feng. However, at this time, Luo Feng realized his previous life, and his supernatural powers had already begun to appear, and he could know the good and evil without hexagrams. Moreover, seeing the ups and downs of sentient beings along the way can be regarded as a kind of cultivation for him.

Although this area is a Kannai, it is also a place where horse thieves are rampant. At this moment, Luo Feng is the only one on the official road, and there is no place to hide within a radius of dozens of miles. However, Luo Feng's mind moved, and he knew that he could get food and lodging not far ahead, and after leaving the customs, it was a smooth road, reaching Kunlun Wonderland.

Luo Feng perked up and went all the way forward. This walk, from the morning to the dusk, only to see a wisp of smoke rising from the clouds in the distance. He was overjoyed, quickened his pace, and walked for another half an hour, until he finally saw a high pole in the distance, and a greeting flag hung at the head of the pole, and the side of the flag was already in tatters.

The flag is embroidered with four big characters: Dragon Gate Inn.

Under the fame, it is actually difficult to match. The name of this inn is so loud, but under the high flagpole, there are only three low earthen houses in front and back, and there is a separate small room, and I don't know whether it is a thatched house or a storage room. The main hall of the inn was so small that it couldn't even fit more tables and chairs, and two tables of eight immortals were placed outside the door. The wind in the north is heavy and the sand is heavy, no matter what the season is, it is difficult to drink and feast outdoors like the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

You can see how small this inn is.

Luo Feng shook his head and sighed, but it is always better to have a sip of tea and a glass of light wine than to rest on the side of the road. But he went still to the inn.

There is not a single guest in the Longmen Inn at the moment, there is a shopkeeper standing behind the counter, the shopkeeper lady in the back kitchen is busy, and there is a teenager who is running in the hall. The shopkeeper is a middle-aged fat man with a smile on his face, and the young man is unexpected, he is born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, clean clothes, clever and decent treatment of people and things, and his Tibetan speech is quite aura, which is not like those rough characters in the northwest region.

Luo Feng sat down in the store, ordered two meat, two vegetarian dishes and four dishes at random, asked for another jar of wine, and slowly poured himself a drink.

At this time, the Gobi Desert in the Western Regions, once it is night, the cold air invades people. Outside the inn, the wind and sand rose again, and the yellow sand whistled across the sky. The sun had receded below the horizon, the western half of the sky was full of fiery red clouds, and the eastern half of the sky was already hung with a crescent moon.

It is the moon that is outside the sky, and the sun is in the west of the moon.

Luo Fengyi sat in the position towards the door of the store, not caring about the wind and sand blowing in his face at all, just staring at the clouds and sipping the wine in the cup.

"Guest officer, the wind and sand are strong at night, do you want to close the door of the store for you?" the young man who ran the hall came up and asked.

Luo Feng glanced at the young man again, and felt more and more that he was smart and smart, and he should not be buried in such a wilderness shop for the rest of his life. He pondered for a moment, pointed to the door of the store, and said: "Look at this reckless wind and sand, the slanting sun is like blood, this is the scenery outside the plug, and it is the Gobi Wasteland that breeds iron-blooded men in the northwest." Little brother, since you were born here, you naturally have to make a difference, so that you will not come to this world in vain!"

The young man smiled and said: "The villain's parents died when he was a child, and he was able to survive until now thanks to the shopkeeper's rein. Now that the villain has a place to live and food and clothing, how dare he ask for anything?"

Luo Feng shook his head, sighed, and said, "Alas, obsessed, obsessed, it's a pity for your qualifications." ”

At this time, the shopkeeper seemed to have noticed something, trotted all the way, and asked with a smile, "Guest officer, are you still satisfied with the dishes in the shop?"

The young man's face changed slightly, as if he was afraid of being scolded by the shopkeeper, and immediately quietly retreated into the back hall.

Luo Feng looked at the shopkeeper's sleek and smooth face, frowned slightly, just waved his hand, and said, "It's okay." You go down, I want to be alone for a while. ”

The shopkeeper smiled all over his face, resigned, and after returning to the counter, he started to make calculations again.

Luo Feng sat upright, facing the wind and sand blowing in his face, his sideburns flying. His fingers trembled slightly in a wonderful rhythm, and the spirit in the glass began to spiral, until it was not only a deep vortex, but also a small column of wine rose in the center of the vortex. The small wine pillar moves and flutters, and when it rises, it looks like a dragon rising into the air, and the falling place is like a dragon exploring the water.

When the last red cloud in the western sky dispersed, Luo Feng suddenly stood up, spilled the wine in the cup on the ground, and prayed to himself: "I am going to return to the fairy world in this life. All the causes and consequences, and the entanglement of karma, are all in this glass of wine!"

The Northland is iron-blooded.

At this time, although it was all dark, the wind was like iron, the flying sand was like a knife, and the banner on the top of the store cracked.

Luo Feng's heart was full of pride, he threw away the small cup in his hand, grabbed a large bowl instead, poured a full bowl of spirits, and took a sip of it.

The entrance of the wine is like a knife, although its taste is inferior, but it is extremely strong, which is in line with Luo Feng's state of mind at the moment.

"Happy!" Luo Feng couldn't help but exclaim, such a booze was something he had never done in his life. The fierceness of the Northwest wine is far from being comparable to the wine in the Central Plains that pays attention to thick and mellow and long aftertaste.

Who is in Luoyang, with the wine order, warm with flower carvings, and green and red?

It's all like a dream.

He grabbed the jar again, and poured another great bowl of wine.

The ancients were bold, and they would float in trouble. Luo Feng drank the first bowl just now, what is it?

The moment the wine jar was raised, it suddenly seemed to weigh dozens of catties, Luo Feng's hand was weak, he couldn't hold the wine jar, and let it fall back to the table heavily.

Luo Feng sighed lightly, feeling strange, and reached out to take the wine jar again, at this moment, he suddenly felt the ground shake, his feet were unstable, and he almost fell to the ground. Luo Feng was shocked in his heart, the one that could cause such a strong movement was a rare spirit beast if it was not a true person. Whether it was an immortal or a spirit, since he had come to Zuo Jin, how could he be unconscious?

When Luo Feng was puzzled in his heart, he suddenly realized that everything in front of him had become less real. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept to a pot of soup on the table, and was shocked!

The soup was placed steadily, and a heavy oil flower on the soup noodles was slowly dissolving, and there were no ripples.

It turned out that it was not the heavens and the earth shaking, but Luo Feng's own unsteady standing.

Until this time, a wave of dizziness hit, and Luo Feng only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and they gradually drooped. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but he didn't fall down by holding on to the Eight Immortals Table with all his hands.

Luo Feng's body is tired and weak, but his heart is bright, and he knows that there must be a mystery in this wine!

However, Luo Feng had already calculated the good luck before, and knew that although he mistakenly went to the black store, it was just a small disaster, so he was not alarmed. He took a deep breath and began to pinch his fingers to chant the trick, about to expel the medicinal power of **. Although he doesn't have any immortal power at the moment, it is still easy to get rid of the ** medicinal properties, and it is not very difficult to summon two Dingjia ghost servants to protect themselves after the medicinal properties. After this catastrophe, Luo Feng was ready to punish the shopkeeper and his wife according to the severity of their crimes, as for the boy who ran away from the hall, he liked it quite a lot, and it was also a strange thing. Thinking that the young man is not very old, he will not be in this black shop for too long, and he is young and ignorant, so there is still merit. Therefore, Luo Feng planned to take this young man to Kunlun to participate in the construction of the avenue. This son is quite aura, and perhaps after several lifetimes of reincarnation, he also has the hope of verifying the avenue and ranking in the immortal class.

It's just that Luo Fengqing's heart is only halfway through the song, and there is a sudden buzz in his ears, and then there is a sharp pain in the back of his head!

Luo Feng's eyes darkened, and he couldn't stand anymore. Before he fell to the ground, he barely looked back, only to see that the young man was standing behind him at some point. The young man held a thick wooden stick in his hand and looked at Luo Feng steadily, his face was neither panicked nor hideous.

Facing such a sad and joyless face, Luo Feng gradually felt a chill in his heart. Obviously, this young man is already very familiar with doing such things, and he is as casual and easy as brushing the pot and washing the vegetables every day.

Why is that?...... Isn't it a good journey to Kunlun here......"

Luo Feng finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground with a bang. When he was dying, he faintly heard the voice of the shopkeeper like a male duck:

"I didn't expect this guy to be well-dressed, but his bags were so shabby, no wonder he didn't even have a horse! Hey, drag him to the back kitchen, boil water and sharpen his knives, don't grind! Little bastard dare to be lazy again, be careful that I break your dog's legs!"