Upon hearing this, Wang Qing and the other two people all released their spiritual consciousness and moved forward, but then retracted it after a moment. Their eyes were full of surprise, and what they saw was actually a real scene.
Just as he was secretly suspicious, he heard Bai Zhi say lightly: "The illusion of water and moon is well-deserved."
As soon as he finished speaking, ripples rippled in the void, and two tall and thin men walked out: one was wearing a gold robe, the other was wearing a gray robe, and they looked exactly the same.
The man in golden robe looked at everyone, raised his hands and said, "I'm looking at Tianzong Jin Xin."
"Shi Lei." The man in gray robe said with his hands raised.
"I don't know what sect each of you fellow Taoists belong to. Can you show me your identity token?"
Mei Xinyi and others all returned the gift, and then took out their identity tokens one by one and handed them to them.
"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Xuanyuan Sect." The two of them gave the tokens back to everyone at a glance, then stepped aside and extended their hands to guide them: "You can enter the formation with the order, please."
Mei Xinyi cupped her fists, said "Thank you", and walked away first; Bai Zhi suddenly stopped before taking two steps, glanced at the two of them coldly, and finally entered the formation without saying anything; Wang Qing and the others I don’t know why, but I just followed him in a muffled voice.
After all five people were submerged into the void, both of them looked relaxed, and the mana surging in their bodies also calmed down.
"There is no doubt that he is a disciple of Xuanyuan, let's go." Jin Xin said lightly.
Shi Lei nodded slightly, and then a flash of light flashed, and the two of them disappeared into the void one after another.
Wang Qing felt his eyes suddenly darken, and then the towering force came from all directions. As the black color of the token flashed and disappeared in an instant, his eyes suddenly became brighter.
I saw green mountains surrounded by green water, with many pavilions and pavilions everywhere, misty clouds and boats, and towering floating peaks, giving it a scene of a blessed land of immortals.
Mei Xinyi smiled at Wang Qing and the others and said, "Let's go, our sect's headquarters is under Yun Zhou."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, rolled up the three of them, set up the escape light, and flew forward together with Bai Zhi.
In front of a two-story building, the green light paused for a moment, and three figures fell down. They turned and went straight up, together with the white light, towards Yunzhou. Then, a gentle male voice sounded in the ears of the three of them: "There are many empty buildings here. , you can choose your own accommodation."
The three of them bowed in midair, looked at each other, and each began to ponder.
After a moment, Wang Qing frowned and said in a deep voice: "Let's settle down first and then talk about other things. Are the two junior brothers living with a certain family or looking for another place to live?"
Li Yang replied without hesitation: "Of course we live together."
Liu Han also nodded and said, "Not bad."
Wang Qing said "Okay" in a deep voice, and the three of them got up with their weapons, chose a small courtyard with five rooms in Shannan to live, set up a restraining array, and went back to their rooms to adjust their breathing.
There is a three-story attic in the center of the building. Inside the building are young girls dressed in pink, with pretty faces and elegant postures.
On the second floor, a bloated white figure was half-lying on the couch. One of the maids beside him gently waved a feather fan, and the other kept picking up finger-sized red fruits from the fruit plate and feeding them to his mouth.
"Master,"
A soft female voice sounded, and the figure opened her eyes and hummed: "What's the matter?"
"Elder Chen Song has arrived."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately sat up in shock and hurried downstairs.
After walking a few steps, I heard an old male voice: "Humph!" Then I saw a skinny old man in his sixties walking up, his face so gloomy that it could drip water.
The man quickly showed a bright smile and stepped forward to greet him, but secretly said in his heart: "It's over..."
Yunzhou, five-story hall.
Mei Xinyi and Bai Zhi stood on both sides with their hands tied, looking respectful; among them was a young man wearing white clothes with an ordinary face.
"Master, this is the general situation." Mei Xinyi said respectfully.
The young man replied: "Okay, you go down and rest."
"Disciple resigns."
After Mei Xinyi left, Bai Zhi said softly: "Master..."
The young man glanced at her and smiled slightly: "Zhi'er, I know what you are going to say. The collapse of the whole front may not be a bad thing. Just say that the gang of sword madmen in Shangqing will never give up. The battle is approaching, so you should go down and rest. Bar."
"Yes, Master."
After Bai Zhi stepped back, the young man raised his head and looked into the distance, as if he could see thousands of miles away, his eyes sparkling and flickering.
Fenhe Village, abandoned houses.
After several hours of adjusting his breath, Yuan Qing finally recovered his energy, and even improved slightly in his cultivation, and the sword embryo melted faintly again.
Opening his eyes, he took out the few remaining spirit stones and set up the spirit gathering array. The young man calmed down and started the fifth refinement.
In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, I heard a cheerful male voice coming from outside the door: "Brother Yuan, you're hungry after a long night, I'm bringing you food!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing immediately stopped exercising, removed his formation, and stood up to greet him. Before reaching the door, I saw a swarthy man with a silly smile carrying porridge in his left hand and a cake in his right hand. He walked in carelessly, as if he was in a deserted place, with a little tail following behind him.
The young man gave a wry smile, and after the man put down the food, he said helplessly: "Brother Xu, to tell you the truth, I have been fasting for many years, so I don't have to worry about delivering food in the future."
The man was stunned and asked in a naive voice: "What is bigu?"
Before Yuan Qing could answer, he heard the little guy say crisply: "I know! Living without food means you don't need to eat! Dad, I told you a long time ago, my brother is a god!"
The man glared at the little boy fiercely and shouted in a low voice: "That's nonsense, there is no such thing as a god! Also, call him uncle! If you call him brother, you are no longer like me!"
He turned to Yuan Qing with an apologetic look on his face and said, "I've brought you all the food. Brother Yuan, just make do with it. I won't give it to you anymore."
After saying that, he smiled and walked out of the house. The little guy looked at the pie, then at Yuan Qing, swallowed, turned around and ran towards his father.
Yuan Qing's heart moved when he saw this, and he shouted: "Brother Xu."
"Ah," the man turned around quickly and asked earnestly, "What are your orders?"
The young man smiled slightly: "There is so much food that I can't finish by myself. If you don't eat either, why don't you stay together?"
After hearing this, Erniu had a bright smile on his face and waved his hands repeatedly, "I've eaten, but I'm still in a hurry to go to the fields. Erdan, you stay and eat with your Uncle Yuan."
Regardless of whether the little guy wanted it or not, the man turned around and left with a smile on his face and his steps were much lighter than when he came.
The little guy stood there timidly, with his head lowered and his fingers grabbing at the corners of his clothes uneasily, not knowing what to do.
Seeing this, Yuan Qing said warmly: "Come over and eat."
The little guy raised his head and saw the young man's gentle smile. Most of his fear suddenly disappeared. He walked to the dining table, grabbed the flatbread and ate it in big gulps, paying no attention to the bowl of porridge.
Yuan Qing watched quietly from the side, and his thoughts flew back to decades ago: This is how my grandfather looked at me back then...
After a while, a big piece of cake was wiped out. The little guy patted his belly and burped loudly.
The young man couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go play."
The little guy responded crisply and ran out as fast as he could. He left and returned not long after, his face flushed and he stared at Yuan Qing seriously.
Yuan Qing was so childlike that he didn't say anything and looked back with the same eyes. The two of them just stared at each other, motionless.
After a while, the little guy finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked loudly: "Are you really a god?"
Yuan Qing grinned: "Of course!"
"Then do you know magic?"
As soon as the young man thought, a brilliant silver glow appeared all over his body, like stars and mist, which was so beautiful.
The little guy was dumbfounded and couldn't recover for a long time.
Yuan Qing put away Xiaguang and said seriously: "You have to keep it a secret for me and don't tell others."
The little guy came back to his senses and nodded heavily: "Yes!"
"Hook!"
"What is a retractor?"
"That's it."
The big hand took the little hand, raised his thumb, and gently covered it.
The little guy didn't know where to get a courage, soaring towards the sky, and his chest stood high.
Yuan Qing smiled happily, rubbed the little guy's head, and said softly: "Go and play."
The little guy responded happily and trotted out the door.
The long-lost warmth of the world filled the young man's chest, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a beautiful curve.
In the next few days, Yuan Qing stayed in the room. Except for playing with the little guy for a while every day, he spent the rest of the time practicing.
In addition to practicing, the young man would also recall the previous battles and vaguely realize: As the saying goes, the edge of a sword comes from sharpening. Sword cultivation requires honing swordsmanship and tempering the Taoist heart in life-and-death duels. A fearless heart leads to a smooth road!
In addition, everything will be successful if it is forewarned, and it will be ruined if it is not forewarned. Grandpa will not deceive me!
On this day, Yuan Qing was meditating with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard a shrill female voice, and then saw Erdan Niangqin rushing in with an anxious look on her face. She knelt on the spot with a plop and said with tears in her eyes: "Master Yuan, Master Yuan, you Please save Erdan! He is surrounded by a pack of wolves in the back mountain, please save him!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing's consciousness swept away, and he said lightly "Okay", and the figure disappeared as soon as he moved.
Back mountain.
The two cows and several strong men were holding hoes and hatchets with nervous expressions; opposite them was a group of five wild wolves, with gleaming eyes and bared teeth.
In the middle of the two is a crooked-necked tree. Sitting on the top of the tree is a six-year-old boy, already crying and curled up motionless.
Suddenly a figure flashed, and a young man dressed in white appeared in the field, walking towards the wolves nonchalantly step by step.
The wolves were startled by the coming person, and then they glowed fiercely and slowly surrounded him with low growls.
Erniu shouted in desperation: "Brother Yuan, come back quickly!" Seeing that there was no response, Erniu gritted his teeth, roared, and was about to rush over with a hoe, but was grabbed by the man next to him.
"Er Niu, look!"
I saw five silver rays flashing, and suddenly howls broke out. The corpses of the wolves were separated, and the beast's blood gurgled out, staining the ground.
Everyone was stunned and froze on the spot; the little guy's eyes were shining and his face was full of excitement.
Yuan Qing turned back and smiled at the tree and said, "Come down."
Then he said to Erniu, who was still stunned: "Brother Xu, you have been a hunter, so I will leave these wolves to you."
Er Niu ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and being speechless, just nodded heavily.
Then, the figure flashed and the boy disappeared into the mountains.
As soon as the little guy landed, he saw a woman running towards him. She hugged him in her arms and cried, "My son! What will you do if anything happens to you?"
Not far away, a palm-sized yellow bird fluttered its wings and disappeared into the sky like a flash of lightning.
Early the next morning, Erniu and his family, carrying wine, meat and five wolf skins, all knelt down in front of Yuan Qing with a plop.
"Mr. Yuan, our family can't repay your great kindness even if we act like cattle and horses. I know you don't like this thing, but I can't come up with anything better. If you don't accept it, , we won’t get up!” After saying that, he kowtowed a few times.
Yuan Qing was stunned when he saw this, and then smiled bitterly. He stretched out his hand, and a soft force lifted the three of them up, and then said: "It's just a small effort, Brother Xu doesn't have to do this. Besides, this child is quite attached to me, so it's even more important for me to help him."
The man and the woman looked at each other and said hesitantly: "Well, then this thing..."
Yuan Qing glanced at it and said, "I'll accept the wine. Brother Xu can take the rest for his own use."
When the man heard this, his face suddenly burst into smiles. He responded solemnly, picked up his things, took his family with him, and turned around to leave. He didn't dare to stay for a moment longer.
The little guy was dragged by his mother and turned around frequently. Yuan Qing made a childish face, making him giggle non-stop.
Nothing happened in the next few days. The little guy still came to Yuan Qing to play for a while as usual. However, I don't know who spread the story of "Kill the wolf to save the child". At that time, there were many old women. She came to her door to propose marriage, which made her dumbfounded.
Finally, three days later, Erniu led an old man over sixty years old to visit him.
The moment the old man saw the young man, he immediately fell to his knees and shouted to God. Erniu was startled and hurriedly followed suit.
"Do you recognize me?" the young man asked calmly.
The old man didn't dare to raise his head and replied: "I don't recognize him, but I have seen people similar to the immortals riding on the wind."
"Where did the person you mentioned go?"
"Go back to Shangxian and go to the southeast."
"Have you ever heard of Beiliang Mountain?"
"Back to Shangxian, there is a barren mountain thousands of miles southeast of the village. I wonder if it is Beiliang Mountain."
"Okay, you go down."
"Yes, please excuse me."
The old man bowed and retreated. Erniu stood there with a dull look on his face. After a long while, he managed to say: "Master Yuan, are you really a god?"
The young man smiled lightly: "That's right. Go and call Erdan."
"Okay!" The man stood up immediately and ran out quickly.
Yuan Qing moved after he left, and after a moment he came back with a wooden sword about a foot long in his hand. The shape was very similar to the fish intestine sword.
After a while, the little guy walked in, as if he knew what was going to happen. His eyes were red and there were tears on his face.
After rubbing his little head, Yuan Qing picked up the wooden sword and handed it to the little guy's hand. At the same time, there was a small booklet made of papyrus. The cover of the booklet had the three characters "Xu Yunlong" written on it.
"Recite these three words Xu Yunlong, and it will be your name from now on. In the future, when you are practicing swordsmanship, others can also call you 'Yunlong Daxia'."
The little guy looked at the book and read softly: "Xu Yunlong."
Before he finished speaking, the young man was gone.
Holding the book tightly, the little guy silently read his name again. When he looked up again, his little face was full of determination.
In the mountains and forests, a group of monster beasts roared forward, right in the direction of Fenhe Village.
