Dongmizhou.
Xiaoganshan, Xuanzhen Sect.
"The money and goods have been sorted out, but in addition to the chariot talisman from Leshanfang, Senior Nephew Chen also needs to hand over to me the Bailu Magic Sword given by Senior Sister Yan Zhen. By the way, there is one more thing. I almost forgot..."
at this time.
Inside the cave wall and rock house of Xuanzhen Sect.
The short, fat man in a deacon's uniform stroked his short beard.
He led the pretty girl in purple blouse behind him for a few steps, smiled and found a wooden chair to sit on. After looking around for a week, he asked kindly to the owner of the cave here:
"At the last sects' Dharma assembly, Senior Sister Yan Zhen won the lottery of three hundred lucky pills. Junior Brother Yan Ping said that he saw it with his own eyes, but when he was sorting out Senior Sister Yan Zhen's belongings, he only got the number of two hundred and fourteen. He specially asked him I'm going to say a few words, but I wonder if my nephew has any clues?"
Look up.
The scene here can be described as desolate.
Except for the bed, desks and other miscellaneous items, there are no precious gold decorations such as gold and jade, let alone the pearls, corals, tortoise shells, seven-treasure agate and colorful pearls that are rumored by the outside world.
The Taoist deacon thought to himself.
Even the small courtyard that my father-in-law bought at the foot of Xiaogan Mountain without his wife and daughter's knowledge was ten times more luxurious than this.
Someone was there to search for it first.
Or is the young Taoist priest in front of him not as favored as the rumors say?
The Taoist deacon only looked at it doubtfully and then gave up the latter idea.
The young man in front of him was wearing a white robe without any frills. His tall figure almost blended with the skylight. He only wore a simple green wood hairpin to tie his hair. His wide robe had big sleeves, and he was not stained by dust.
Those extremely beautiful eyebrows always carry a slight chill, as if the mountains are high and the fog is far away, always out of reach.
When there is a smile on the corner of the lips, it looks gentle and deep, and the demeanor is clear and deep, just like the ink stained by the green mountains.
It's no wonder that Yan Zhen tried every possible means to kidnap this man into the Xuanzhen Sect during his lifetime.
Not to mention women.
Even if he is a man, he will be captured by his grace for a while.
While the Taoist deacon was surprised, his daughter, the girl in a purple shirt, had her dark eyes widened, with some uncontrollable excitement and curiosity on her face.
"Finally it's here again, the cause and effect of this body——"
Chen Heng, who had been waiting for a long time, clenched his fingers, suppressed the panic in his heart, and chuckled as if nothing had happened:
"The talisman of Leshan Fang is here, but the young black chariot was asked for by Yan Ping who sent another junior brother from the deacon's room to ask for it a few days ago. The junior uncle came a little later."
Chen Heng handed over the small green and white seal that had been held in his hand for a long time.
Before the deacon could pick him up, the girl beside him took the lead and rushed forward.
When the two hands touched, Chen Heng didn't feel anything. The girl in the undershirt had blushed, her cheeks were flushed, and even her ears were flushed.
She held the small seal in her heart, but did not move back.
He lowered his head and seemed to want to say something else.
But before the girl could say anything.
The deacon was already jumping up and down, and pulled her behind him with a dark face.
"You shouldn't believe in this bastard child's evil deeds! What kind of world are you bringing her to see! Let her mother scold her severely when you get back!"
He was furious in his heart and held the girl's wrist tighter.
"As for the Bailu Sword."
Chen Heng was completely unaware of the scene before him.
"The Bailu Sword is a flying sword weapon. I haven't even achieved the Fetal Breath yet, and I haven't entered the Immortal Path yet. How can I drive it?"
"Then, what does my nephew mean?"
The Taoist Deacon glared at the girl fiercely for a few more times, and wanted to raise his hand to hit her on the top of the head. However, he did not know whether he was worried about Chen Heng's presence, or he was reluctant to do it. He raised and lowered his arm several times, but gave up.
These two people should be father and daughter.
Chen Heng thought to himself.
"Since the Bailu Sword is not with you, how can it be in the hands of other musicians in Leshanfang? Who else can get this special favor besides you?" The Taoist Taoist finally turned his head to look at him, his eyes a little more... Not happy with the points.
Chen Heng shook his head and said:
"That's not the case. Only when he goes out with the sword, Uncle Yan Zhen will temporarily lend me the Bailu Sword and keep it with him. Once he returns to the mountain gate, he will take it back. Normally, I and the musicians in Leshanfang , it’s hard to see the appearance of this sword.”
"oh?"
The Taoist deacon was slightly startled.
"Uncle Yan Zhen was afraid that I would commit suicide when I was alone, so he never let anything sharp get close to me. Even hairpins were brought to me by a Taoist boy who had the tips polished off, not to mention swords."
Chen Hengping explained calmly, his voice calm.
"Then... Bailu Sword?"
"Before Master Yan Zhen was assassinated, Yuguan Tongzi from Lianyan Mountain asked her for the White Lu Sword to protect himself." Chen Heng said lightly: "Yuguan Tongzi is now exterminating demons in the Beiling area. This matter is not just for me. , even Senior Uncle Yan Zhen’s father, Elder Yan, also knows whether it is true or not, I will ask him when boy Yu Guan comes back.”
"That's it, isn't it? I understand."
The deacon nodded doubtfully, but before he could say the rest of the question, Chen Heng raised his hand and interrupted.
"If Uncle Master still wants to ask me about the Fu Dan, then just leave it alone. There is no need to accuse me. This elixir is not suitable for me. Besides, after Uncle Master was assassinated, I and everyone present were all Elder Yan became angry and imprisoned him in a water prison for a hundred days. Not to mention his belongings, even his musical instrument was taken away by the senior brothers in the execution room."
Chen Heng's eyes darkened and he said:
"If Yan Ping wants to punish me, his excuse is too poor. I was injured by Xu Si and my life is not long. Does he feel that he can't even survive a dying person?"
The Taoist Deacon looked at the pale to almost bloodless face of the young man in front of him and shook his head.
Sometimes I feel a little cold, and sometimes I feel a little bit intolerable.
When Yan Zhen was still alive, although Chen Heng was regarded as a plaything in the palm of his hand, he could come and go as soon as he called him, and he was not allowed to be free in this mountain for a while, but he was also respected in his status.
At the age of tying up his hair, he became Lezheng of Leshanfang.
Although it was clear that Yan Zhen had set up this task and even the entire Great Leshan Fang specifically to please Chen Heng, no one dared to say anything about it.
Just because Yan Zhen's biological father, Yan Feichen, was not only the head of the three elders of the Xuanzhen Sect.
With his Taoist practice, he is a highly skilled mage who has laid the foundation of Taoism and opened up the Zifu.
Drive clouds and create electricity, soar off the ground, turn iron into gold, and so on.
This realm is nothing more than Xiaodaoer.
If he could further understand the mysteries of caves and combine the golden elixir, he would be able to be called a real person in the vast Eastern Mizhou.
With such a background, before Yan Zhen died, Chen Heng did whatever he wanted.
According to Yan Zhen's love for him.
There are really not many people in the Ganshan Xuanzhen Sect that can stop him.
Unfortunately, Yan Zhen died suddenly. On the way back from visiting friends, she was attacked and killed by Xihai Sanren Xu Yan. Her soul was wiped out with a single sword, and she could not even seek reincarnation.
A group of attendants were also affected by this fight, and most of the forty people died.
Although Chen Heng was lucky enough to survive, his body was hit by Xu Yan's true energy. He suffered from cold poison and steamed his internal organs every day.
even so.
Afterwards, he was still punished by Yan Feichen and imprisoned in a water prison for a hundred days, suffering more injuries.
Today, they can't even keep their place in the Leshan Room. The talisman and the frame have to be handed over to the Deacon's Room for inventory and registration, and everyone's name is listed one by one.
So back and forth.
Even people who are ignorant of the world know that Chen Heng is no longer what he used to be...
"If Uncle Yan Zhen were still alive, how could the Taoist priests in the execution room dare to ask for bribes from you, and who in the faction would remove you from your position in the Leshan room? Now, do you even want to take away a piano?"
Thinking back on all the past events, Taoist Taoist Deacon couldn't help but sigh, and stopped talking even if he was too lazy to say anything.
The so-called Zhongfu Dan incident was originally an unwarranted accusation that Yan Ping begged him to weave for Chen Hengluo.
When I came today, I realized that Yan Ping had resorted to various means to seize the most valuable Zhiwu chariot in this cave, without leaving even a trace of oil or water to him.
Remembering that Yan Ping had entrusted him with work before and showed no respect at all, the deacon did not want to go through this muddy water even more.
"My duty is to collect the talisman from the sect's commander, Uncle Master, to be this evil person, but this time I have offended him."
After politely chatting with Chen Heng.
He also caught a glimpse of his daughter's inexplicably shy and timid expression.
The deacon Taoist's heart was so fierce that he was furious. He snatched the small green and white seal held by the girl with his hands and tested it with his true energy.
After seeing that the aura from the seal was correct, he left quickly.
"etc."
Chen Heng suddenly called him out.
"I, my clan brother——"
Recalling the face in this body's memory, Chen Heng frowned and asked:
"I wonder where his body was placed by the sect?"
"Brother? Wait, are you talking about the one who led you up the mountain with Senior Sister Yan Zhen?" The Taoist Deacon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized:
"He was placed in the yizhuang at the foot of Xiaogan Mountain. There is a special guard there, but my nephew wants to take his body back to his hometown?"
"Before he died, he specifically asked me to bury his body in the clan's land, as he wished."
"My nephew is very generous!"
The Taoist in charge praised him, and just as he was about to continue leaving, he caught a glimpse of Chen Heng bowing his hands in salute from the corner of his eye.
Under that broad-sleeved robe.
The exposed red string ornaments tied around the wrists.
"It's this thing! Isn't this a talisman to go to the abyss of the earth? This boy is so brave!"
The deacon's heart skipped a beat.
He ignored the girl's probing eyes and faint struggle.
The Taoist Taoist laughed dryly and hit her a few times. He grabbed her like a rabbit and didn't say much.
As soon as he left the cave, he wrapped the two of them with his true energy and turned into a golden flame and soared into the sky.
In an instant, he fell into the sky and disappeared.
…
"I finally left, so I guess you didn't reveal any flaws, right?"
Seeing the two people finally leaving, Chen Heng's heart calmed down slightly, and his tense mind relaxed a little.
Fortunately, the person who came was someone who was not very familiar with this body.
Although Chen Heng accepted the remaining memories, close people would inevitably notice something strange in some subtle ways and gestures.
but.
If you talk about someone close to you.
Except for the dead female crown Yan Zhen.
Xiaoganshan Xuanzhen Sect, this body seems to have no other close friends?
Chen Heng stopped thinking about it and stretched out his hand to make a seal.
The mountain walls on both sides rumbled, and soon they met together and closed the door, as if they were naturally formed.
"The Immortal Way, the Immortal Way..."
Chen Heng sat down on the futon, looked at the empty stone cave, and pondered.
Did I, who had struggled on a hospital bed in the modern world for six years, been abandoned by my parents, and finally died miserably on the eve of adulthood, actually be reborn in the body of this young man with the same name?
This world of immortality is very different from the previous one.
"Here... can I seek immortality?" Chen Heng lowered his eyelashes, and his thoughts were flooded for a moment.
But don’t wait for him to think about it again.
The chill that shot up from his heart rudely interrupted all his thoughts.
The sudden cold air restrained him like a gauze garment from the inside to the outside, spreading from the five internal organs to the surface of the muscles. Every surge brought a sharp, cold pain, and the muscles invaded the bones!
"Why did it happen again!"
Chen Heng's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly vomited black blood uncontrollably. He dug his fingers into the hard ground, and countless veins surged around his neck.
The unspeakable colic seemed to get stronger with every rise and fall of breath, and the bloody smell rushed up from his throat. Chen Heng tightly covered his heart, and his insides felt like burning and acupuncture.
It wasn't until dozens of breaths later that the chill sneaked back silently like a snake, as if it had never happened.
At this time, in the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, his forehead and back were soaked with sweat.
"Xu Si, Han Dou is really powerful."
Chen Heng slowly raised his back from the ground, blood beads rolled down from the torn fingers, and he made a sound like tearing paper:
"It's ridiculous that after two lifetimes as a human being, one can't escape from one disease."
He closed his five fingers and subconsciously held something in the pouch around his waist in his palm.
The warm, transparent, delicate and smooth touch that came from his hand made his heart feel relaxed, as if all distracting thoughts had been cleared away.
"Jin Chan, I didn't expect that you would come to this world with me and be able to show supernatural powers. I'm really lucky."
Chen Heng spread his hands and stared at the exquisite cicada-shaped jade carving in his palm.
"However, given the current situation, where should I go?"
Gently holding the jade sculpture that he accidentally picked up in the stream in his previous life, and then inexplicably followed him to this immortal world after his death, Chen Heng pondered:
"besides."
"The involvement of this body is really troublesome..."
