Chapter 1: The New Master of Baizhuang

1

Winter goes to spring, it is the best season of the year, in March, the wind blows ten miles, the East China Sea is fragrant on both sides of the river, and the flowers are in full bloom.

Although Ninghai Town is a remote coastal town, it has been smooth in recent years.

On this sunny day, the bridge was full of people.

The canopy boat docked under the bridge, sailing for thousands of miles, like a water town, has a unique charm.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way" for a while, the sound of horses' hooves broke the calm of the early morning in the town, and pedestrians on the road avoided and talked about it.

"It's Po Wuwei!" a teenager shouted, his eyes full of heat.

"Shhhhh Seeing this, the people next to him were frightened, and hurriedly pulled the curious children away beside them, lest their ignorant people be fearless and collide with this group of evil stars, causing a calamity.

The cavalry, known as the "Broken Guards", were tall and mighty, their horses neighing, and they had a majestic and heroic attitude. As he turned, the iron armor on his body swished, and the silver spear in his hand glowed with a little coldness, as if he was looking for something, and only after half a ring did he disappear.

Not far from the town is a manor, which has been abandoned for a long time, but has been renovated since the arrival of a new owner a few years ago.

Surrounded by water, bluestone paving, but I don't know where the main entrance is, which makes people a little confused.

If there is a master of Xuanmen who understands feng shui, he will be able to recognize the characteristics of his inner and outer embrace, water, gathering qi, and hiding the wind, which is really the best place.

There are many rocks, flowers and plants in the garden, and peach blossoms are the most.

There are several long corridors in the inner and outer courtyards. The murmuring of the flowing water, the swaying of the peach trees, quite a bit of winding paths and secluded artistic conception, light and shadow embellishment, floating beauty, but so.

At this moment, under the big tree in the court, a handsome young man is caressing the paulownia piano.

He was wearing a moon-white shirt, his long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his long eyebrows were like willows, his body was like a jade tree, and his gestures revealed a bit of free and elegant temperament.

The sound of the piano is slow, clear and melodious at the beginning, like the tinkling of spring water.

Then it was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, eager and sad.

In the end, it was like crying, and sorrow came from it.

There was a soft sound of "jumping", and the sound of string breakage stopped.

"Uncle Yuan, you're here" The man raised his head, his face was calm, and he got up and saluted the old man who came over.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. Why bother yourself. Yuan Bo sighed.

The man flicked his sleeves, and some peach blossoms were scattered on the ground.

"Back then, I often listened to the head of the mountain to stroke this "Lonely Autumn", only to feel that the aftermath was lingering, like a good sound, and I didn't understand the true meaning of this song. ”

After hearing this, Yuan Bo smiled and said: "Everything can be the Tao, but the real Tao, which is unfathomable and too ethereal. Throughout the ages, there have been many cultivators, but it is rare for those who have truly attained enlightenment. ”

The man nodded, "Taixuan Lishi is to fulfill the grand wish of seeking the Tao for the people of the world, so that everyone can survive in adversity, but in the end, it ends up like this, three thousand disciples, overnight, there are no bones." Thousands of years of inheritance, but it was labeled as a demon. It can be seen that although this heavenly way is high, it is also the most ruthless. He said with some hatred.

"Alas, fortunately, Childe survived that disaster, Childe was taught by the old man to turn into a clear man, and he got the true inheritance of Taixuan, with your talent and strategy, if you get the help of the old people, take precautions, and it is not irreversible to revive Taixuan. Yuan Bo said with a shocked expression.

When the man heard this, he just sighed lightly and nodded, even if the road ahead was bleak and full of thorns, he would not give up easily.

Between the sleeves, a white light swept through, and the petals all over the ground converged and slowly closed.

With a flick of his fingers, there is a faint circulation of true yuan, if he is thrown out, I am afraid that most of the courtyard will collapse in an instant.

"It's still a little bit worse, just wait for three days later, when the East China Sea Lotus blooms. The light faded, and the man said slowly.

"Huh?" As if he felt something, he frowned slightly and turned to look in the direction of the West Courtyard.

"Oh, that's the female guest that Fulai took in the day before yesterday, saying that she came all the way to the East China Sea to look for relatives, and when she arrived in Ninghai Town, she was penniless, and she was lonely and pitiful, so she took her in for a few days and gave her an errand to clean the courtyard. Yuanbo explained.

Fulai is the old steward of Baizhuang, and he takes care of Baizhuang in an orderly manner on weekdays, but for some reason, he has not married a wife and had children when he is old.

Because he is honest and kind, he often helps poor households in Ninghai Town, and gradually gets a reputation for being kind and charitable, maybe someone in the town just likes him, and he also asked a celebrity to be a matchmaker, and repeatedly introduced him to objects, including some young girls, charming aunts, but he resigned one by one under various excuses.

In this way, there will inevitably be some gossip behind him, but he is not annoyed, and he is still happy every day. Thinking that when the old club ran away, the trees fell and scattered, and most of the people went their separate ways after dividing the family property, but he was willing to stay and continue to take care of this dilapidated manor, and did not leave, which shows that he has a deep affection for this place.

"If you are a guest from afar, then go for a while, and it will not be rude. The man pulled up his white shirt and headed towards the western courtyard.

Yuan Bo shook his head and did not follow.

In front of the hut in the west courtyard, a woman in plain clothes is cleaning the dirt on the small pond, and her posture is swinging, like a weak willow supporting the wind, although it is the back, but it is also moving.

She seemed to be very interested in the peach trees in the courtyard, and every time she looked at it, she was a little distracted, until the man in white walked in front of her.

"I've seen Childe, it's rude. The woman looked at the man and lowered her head, her eyebrows a little flustered.

I don't know if it's because I'm surprised that someone got close to me and didn't notice it, or if I think the handsome man in front of me is a little special.

"In Xia Bai Yichen, is the owner of this village, please ask the girl's name?" Bai Yichen waved his hand.

"It turned out to be the owner, Hua Xin'er has seen a nobleman, this time thanks to the help of Guizhuang Fulai, the little woman has a place to stay, he is really a good person. Hua Xin'er saluted, full of gratitude.

"Miss Xin'er doesn't have to be polite, but I saw that the girl was polite and polite, and her conversation was extraordinary, had you ever heard of the East China Sea Youlian on the way here?" Bai Shi stared at Hua Xin'er and suddenly asked.

Hua Xin'er dodged a little, and then showed a blankness.

"I naturally know that the lotus leaves have the effect of clearing heat and relieving heat, and its lotus seeds can dispel dampness and stop bleeding. It's just that what kind of East China Sea Youlian did Gongzi just mentioned, I don't know what is the difference between the two?" Hua Xin'er asked rhetorically.

Bai Yichen smiled undeniably, and did not stop at this question, turned his eyes to look at the peach trees around, and asked inexplicably: "What does the girl think of the peach blossom trees in my courtyard?"

Hua Xin'er took a step back slightly, her face wary.

Bai Yichen smiled faintly, but pinched a seal in his sleeve without a trace.

The aura rotates, pulling out layers of shadows from the peach tree in front of it, and the light and shadow shake, making people in a trance.

I only heard Hua Xin'er reply: "It blooms very well, the planting position of this peach tree is better, some like the secular peach blossom array, but it seems to be more than that simple, the method of combining the three talents, varied, I think even if it is a person in the Xuanmen, if you don't pay attention to it, it is easy to get lost, and it makes people ...... It was ......"

Hua Xin'er said to herself, but she was suddenly shocked in her heart, and a chill rose from the soles of her feet, and she suddenly felt evil, she couldn't remember what she said just now.

Looking at it again, the man in white beside him had already left.

2

At midnight, the moon is cold.

In the lamplight, Bai Yichen sat cross-legged, and according to the exercises described in the "Taixuan Sutra", he sank into the dantian.

Then close your eyes, meditate, concentrate, gather the yuan, and the mind does not go out.

This "Taixuan Sutra" is the Taixuanmen classics, used for internal cultivation, can consolidate the foundation of Peiyuan, prolong life, it also says: "Heaven does nothing, I am self-mysterious, travel with the Tao, and forget things." ”

Studying to the depths of the depths, but the fugue is too empty, and the mind is contemplating all directions.

After a week of circulation, beads of sweat slipped down, the heat steamed, and above Bai Yichen's head, there were three flowers and phantom finished products hovering in the shape of words.

Looking closely, the hairs on his body stood on end, and no light was visible.

Bai Yichen slowly opened his palm, and the silver-white true yuan flowed, like iron as steel. The shape moves at will, and it is flexible and elegant.

If anyone sees it, he will be terrified.

The condensation of the true element has surpassed the common sense of secular martial arts, and it is the sign of the cultivator, and the true element condensed by Bai Yichen is different from ordinary people, it is pure and flawless, and there is a sense of oppression of the original breath.

"Sure enough, even if it is based on the aura of the entire phaseless pool, the path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and it still needs to be done step by step. Bai Yichen sighed.

At that time, Taixuan Ancestor seemed to have foreseen the catastrophe of the sect, and sealed Bai Yichen in the phaseless pool in advance, soaked in the water of the immortal pool, built bones with thousands of years of Xuanice, and used the vast aura as a guide to wash his body.

The process of this is no less than being reborn, nine deaths and one life, in order to condense the "Hongmeng Daoji" recorded in Taixuanmen's "Ten Thousand Dao Origins".

Now, it seems, it's far from that simple.

If you do so, you will be jealous of heaven, and how can you easily succeed.

The wind blew gently, and Bai Yichen's clothes also floated, and under the smooth and handsome appearance, he well covered the pain in his heart.

Over the years, I have always been in such a night and can't help but think of the past, sad.

It's like a leaf falling, a tree falling lonely, and a shadow is silent.

Standing quietly alone, he knew from the moment the ancestor handed over the Reverse Order to him, he knew that he was carrying a thousand pounds on his back.

The young man who was cheerful and sunny on Lianpo Mountain may never come back.

3

And at this moment, Hua Xin'er is also worried.

The door was open, and the candles flickered.

She looked out the window at the rattling trees, and her heart was in turmoil.

He looked at the cup on the table again, still hesitating.

She waited silently for something, struggling more and more as time passed.

In the end, he simply closed his eyes.

"Xin'er, I've been waiting for a long time. The familiar voice came.

Hua Xin'er's delicate body trembled, and a man in Tsing Yi came in the room with sharp edges and corners.