The sword flew, thousands of miles in an instant, I don't know how long it took, Ling Xuan felt that someone was patting him, and before he could open his eyes, Zeng Nianyu's sweet but slightly reproachful voice came into his ears: "Lazy apprentice, when you get home, don't let go of your master and wife quickly." ”

Ling Xuan hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw that at some point, the two of them had withdrawn the flying sword magic weapon, and the three of them stood firmly in a stone-paved clearing. Here, it is a lonely mountain top, the lonely mountain towers straight into the sky, look at it, the ancient pines near and far stand in the forest, the auspicious clouds are swirling, the fairy spirit is rising, a green tile ancient house in front of it, hidden in the clouds and mist, looming, like a dream, a group of fairy scenery. Farther afield, a low mountain range stretches endlessly.

Ling Xuanhe had seen such a beautiful scenery of the Immortal Family, and he looked at it so stupidly that he forgot to let go of the hand that was still holding Fang Qin.

Fang Qin smiled and said: "Little Xuanzi, the name of this mountain is Wuji Mountain, and the top of the mountain is my Erji Sect, and in the future, this is your home." ”

Ling Xuan woke up like a dream, his face turned red, he hurriedly let go of his hands, bowed his head and said, "Yes, Senior Mother." ”

Seeing him like this, Zeng Nianyu glared at him, couldn't help but educate his apprentice, and said: "Little Xuanzi, Wuji Mountain towers into the sky, surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, there is no way down the mountain, if you want to go down the mountain in the future, there is only one way to go down the mountain." Since you worship me as a teacher, you must practice the Immortal Dao method with your heart, and reach the realm of sword flight as soon as possible, but don't let the face of the teacher be ruined. ”

Ling Xuan didn't dare to look at her, he was honest, nodded and said, "Yes, Master, the apprentice remembers, in the future, he will definitely practice the Immortal Family Dao with his heart, and he will definitely not be embarrassed by the master." ”

Zeng Nianyu nodded, making an old appearance.

Fang Qin shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "It's not early, let's go back." ”

With that, she followed the curved stone path in front of her and took the lead in walking upward, Zeng Nianyu glared at Ling Xuan and followed.

Ling Xuan followed a few steps, as if he was nostalgic, stopped and turned back, looking towards the road, only to see the clouds and mist in the distance, hazy, a low mountain range stretching endlessly, and farther away, there was a fiery red sunset hanging in the sky, brilliant and colorful, beautiful.

Ling Xuan sighed faintly: "Creation Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang cut the dawn. Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. Is this the land of immortals?"

Ahead, Fang Qin's voice came, saying: "Little Xuanzi, let's go, since you have entered the mountain, all mundane things have been insulated from you, too much nostalgia is not conducive to you." ”

"Yes, Mrs. Tai. Ling Xuan nodded, hugged Bi Yuewu from his shoulder, turned around to follow, and sighed faintly in his heart: The mortal world ...... But I have no nostalgia.

Following the stone path, the three of them came to a courtyard, the courtyard building is simple, all log beams, green tile roof, antique.

At this time, the three of them stood in front of a building in the middle, surrounded by a corridor, the door was closed, and a simple plaque was hung above, with three vigorous characters on it: 'Jingguan Palace'.

Fang Qin said: "Little Xuanzi, this is the meditation hall where I, your master and your master meditate. My Erji Sect has a total of five courtyards, in the middle is the Jingguan Palace, the north chamber is the Yixiao Palace, which is the residence of your Uncle Fang, the Yunqing Hall in the east chamber, the Mingqing Hall in the south chamber, which is the residence of your Uncle Liu and Uncle Chen, and the west side is the Yuquan Palace, and in the back is the place where you live and practice. ”

"The head of my Erji Sect respects the teacher and respects the Tao, and there are a total of eight people in the Erji Sect, three generations...... Oh, in the future, there will be four generations in the same house, in addition to me and your master Yang Ming, there are four people above your master, namely the second uncle Liu Daoming, the third uncle Fang Yi, the fourth uncle Chen Shupeng, and the fifth uncle Xiang Ruzhi. They are all your elders, and they will be introduced to you one by one tomorrow, and by the way, they will visit the ancestors and the ancestors, and officially worship under my Erji Sect. ”

She pulled Ling Xuan and said with a smile: "It's not early today, it's a long journey, you must be tired, I'll take you to the Yuquan Palace, rest first, and I'll introduce the rest to you tomorrow." ”

Ling Xuan nodded, followed Fang Qin to the left, and said, "Yes, Master Tai." ”

After all, Zeng Nianyu was young, his cultivation was insufficient, and he was already very tired from flying for a long time, so he didn't follow, winked at Ling Xuan, and went straight back to the Jingguan Hall to rest.

Yuquan Palace, the same architectural style as the Jingguan Palace, has a log beam frame, a green tile roof, a cloister surrounding, more than a dozen rooms are arranged in a row, and the door is closed. There is a gravel path in the middle, leading to the opposite side, with green grass on both sides, and two ancient pines, standing aside.

The two went straight to the opposite side, Fang Qin gently pushed open the wooden door, and the two walked into the room opposite each other.

The room is not big, the decoration is simple, a bed and a table, the bed is neatly placed with bedding and other bedding, and there is a set of purple sand tea set on the table, although it is simple, it is clean and tidy, quiet and elegant.

Fang Qin walked straight to the bed, turned around and smiled: "Now, little Xuanzi, you will live here in the future." Well, with such a big yard, you live alone, you won't be afraid, right?"

Ling Xuan shook his head and said, "Master Huitai, Xiao Xuanzi is not afraid, in the past, I lived alone. ”

Fang Qin nodded and said, "Well, you are already a little man, you know how to take care of yourself, unlike your master, who is fifteen years old, and still like a child, and can't do without his parents." ”

Ling Xuan's face flushed, he lowered his head, and said, "Master, she...... She ......"

Fang Qin smiled and said, "She is also a child, what is the master's, hehe, okay, you are also tired, rest first, if there is anything, you can come to me directly." ”

Ling Xuan said, "Yes, Senior Mother." ”

Fang Qin walked over, patted him on the head, and walked out, Ling Xuan sent her to the door, and when he saw her far away, he closed the wooden door and walked straight to the bed, looking at the simple and simple, but full of warm room, and stood still.

Thinking back to this day, from the bitter battle of Sanhua Jumang, to being chased and beaten by the five tyrants of the mountain village, to meeting Fang Qin and the three of them, worshipping Zeng Nianyu as a teacher, and coming to the Erji Sect, everything is like a dream.

Ling Xuan has been fatherless and motherless since he was a child, lonely and miserable, and the kind-hearted single hunter Uncle Zhang depends on each other, he wanted to be ordinary and ordinary for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, fate played a joke with him, because of the appearance of the three-legged red bird Bi Yuewu, his fate reversed sharply. Although he lost his only relative, Uncle Zhang, but by chance, he entered the Immortal Sect, and what will happen to the way forward, Ling Xuan does not know.

As soon as Fang Qin left, his heart was empty, and there was silence all around, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

His understanding of immortals and Taoism stays in the fairy tales in the mouths of the old people, cultivating the Tao and becoming immortals, he doesn't want to, he just wants to have a warm home, tired, you can rest, it's raining, there is a place to shelter from the rain, you are wronged, you have a relative to talk to......

That's all.

"Squeak!"

The three-legged red bird Bi Yuewu squeaked, jumped off Ling Xuan's shoulder, jumped onto the warm and clean futon, spread his wings, hung his neck, closed the bird's eyes, and fell asleep like a human.

Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to pick it up, Bi Yuewu squeaked a few times in dissatisfaction, and stared at him with bird eyes. Ling Xuan sat on the bed, lay down slowly, held the three-legged red bird in both hands and put it in front of him, and said quietly: "What are you, is it auspicious or evil? Master Tai said that you are an innate treasure that cultivators rush to, what is the innate treasure? You are obviously a three-legged strange bird, why do the fairy-like Master Tai and other immortals attach so much importance to you?"

In the past day, a huge accident occurred, Ling Xuan's mood also fluctuated, and at this time, he calmed down, only to feel tiredness attacking, so he held the three-legged red bird like this, and gradually fell asleep.

Faintly, Ling Xuan heard a whispered discussion, he thought that in a dream, Yu Yu opened his eyes, and a dazzling white light came into view, and it turned out that the sky was already bright. He rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he adapted to the bright light, but saw four faces close to him, talking and laughing, looking at him with a focused expression, so frightened that he screamed, turned over and sat up.

These four people, some old and some young, fat and thin, are completely different, one has white hair, one is short and fat, one is handsome and extraordinary, and one has a big belly.

After seeing clearly that it was a human being, not some kind of demon or monster, Ling Xuan secretly exhaled, calmed down for a moment, and asked, "You, who are you?"

He looked panicked, but the four of them were smiling, as if they had found a rare treasure, looking Ling Xuan up and down, left and right, and he couldn't feel comfortable.

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