Du Jie had a very strange dream. He dreamed that he died on the battlefield and then turned into a ghost. His subordinates were wandering between heaven and earth with him. At the same time, a voice kept ringing in his ears: " Go ahead and kill someone. If you kill someone, you can be reincarnated." The surrounding ghosts began to rush towards the village. The originally gray sky suddenly seeped out traces of blood, and then the whole world began to rain blood. Du Jie felt that he The rage in my heart emerged little by little, and I finally threw myself down. But as soon as I touched the village, I suddenly felt like someone had poured cold water on my head. Then I found that I had landed on the street of the village. This village seemed like In an ordinary water town, Du Jie raised his eyes and looked at the house ahead. The plaque in front of the door clearly read "Du House", and Du Jie flew over lightly. But no matter how hard he tried, the house seemed to be neither close nor far away from him. This made him even more upset.
When Du Jie woke up again, he found that his whole body was sore, as if he had been marching for several days and nights before. Although he was awake, his eyelids were very heavy. I vaguely heard someone talking next to me, the voice was very soft.
"Are you awake?"
"Hey, he seems to have regained consciousness. This kid is really good."
Du Jie tried hard for a few times, but found that he really didn't have the strength to make any movements, and fell asleep again in a daze.
Du Jie had never slept so comfortably before. He felt his whole body relax. When he woke up again, he smelled a very special woody fragrance in the air. It smelled very good. He smelled it for a long time before he heard the voice of a woman chuckling next to him.
"Why don't you open your eyes now that you're awake? Do you think you still want to stay on the bed?"
Du Jie suddenly became alert when he heard this voice, and immediately jumped up. He lifted up more than three feet high, and then he saw a towering tree directly in front of him. There were five people sitting in two rows under the tree. Du Jie He stepped back ten feet before regaining his balance, and his mind was rapidly thinking about what had happened before.
"Hmph, you think you can still run, come here quickly." At this time, another old voice came over. Du Jie felt that it sounded familiar. After taking a closer look, he realized that he actually knew most of the five people sitting there. Only one woman had never seen the old men in white robes and black robes who taught her Qigong, the fisherman on the grassland, and the tall and thin weirdo who looked like a ghost. The words just now were spoken by the old man in black robe.
Du Jie's mind started spinning rapidly, and he could barely remember what happened before he fell into coma. But at this moment, the old man in black robe seemed to be very impatient. He reached forward with his right palm and said, "Mother-in-law!" Then he pulled it back, and Du Jie felt that his body was out of control. He flew up, and when Du Jie finally stood still with great effort, he was surrounded by five people.
"I don't know how this kid is so lucky to be here!"
"I think this guy is pretty good. At least he has good vision."
"It's a pity that it's not suitable for my technique. It's too timid."
"Go, go, don't scare him, the cave master wants to see him again."
The five people around him were talking and laughing, looking at him and talking to each other. Du Jiemu stayed there for a long time, not daring to say anything. He had no chance to fight back in front of these people, but this did not mean that he If he wants to be captured without hesitation, he still doesn't know where this place is. What do these five people want?
Before he could think clearly, another voice came to his ears: "Don't waste time, Mu Lao, bring him to me."
After hearing this, the other five people hurriedly stopped talking and bowed to the towering tree behind. Then the fisherman came over and said to Du Jie: "Baby, come with me, your opportunity has come. "After that, without waiting for Du Jie to say anything else, he took his hand and walked forward. This fisherman was so strong that Du Jie felt that he could not resist and followed him to the tree. When I got closer, I saw that the tree seemed bigger, and there was a tree hole directly opposite me, one foot high and two people wide. The fisherman didn't stop at all and pulled Du Jie towards the tree hole. The tree hole was dark, but the fisherman seemed to be very familiar with it, and he led him to a place that looked like a secret room. Mu Lao ignored Du Jie, turned around and bowed somewhere, then turned around and went out.
Before Du Jie understood what was going on, there was another voice next to him: "Little friend, I can't stand up, can you take a step to speak?"
Du Jie originally thought that he was imprisoned by those five people, but he didn't expect that there was another person here. Du Jie touched him left and right, and then said: "Who? Who is there?"
"I am already dying, little friend. Don't be afraid." After saying this, countless bright spots suddenly flashed in the air, and these bright spots seemed to be floating in the air and filled almost everywhere. Du Jie was stunned by the sight in front of him. After a long time, he turned his head and looked around.
This place seems to be inside a small wooden cave, surrounded by some huge tree roots. The head is very dark, and the top is almost invisible. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a wooden chair in the middle of the cave. Sitting on the chair was a fairy-like old man, looking at him with a smile.
Du Jie felt a little numb. Now that he thought about the voice before, he realized that the owner of the voice was not imprisoned here at all, but he was the one who invited him here. Although the scene here made him distracted, he still looked at the kind-faced old man intently and asked: "What do you want from me, sir?"
"Of course I have something to do with you, so come and sit down first." The old man nodded at him and said
Du Jie took a few steps forward, then stopped at a place he thought was safe, cupped his fists and said, "Boy, Du Jie has met the old gentleman."
The old man waved his hand at him, then tapped the ground, and something unexpected happened to Du Jie. A huge tree trunk suddenly sprang out of the ground, and it grew up in just a few breaths, lying in front of Du Jie. .
"Little friend, please sit down!" The old man made an inviting gesture to Du Jie.
Du Jie moved his butt down and found that the tree trunk was extremely strong, and he was even more impressed by the old man's skills. Du Jie was thinking in his heart, and he said to the old man: "Young man, Du Jie, accidentally entered the Qianmen of Wanjuan Hidden Flower Cave..."
The old man waved his hand to signal Du Jie to stop talking, then raised his hand and clicked a little bit. Du Jie was feeling strange when he suddenly saw the bright spots around him spinning like crazy, spinning faster and faster, slowly towards the old man. The tops of their heads gathered together.
Finally, an amber light ball appeared in the old man's hand, and he panted as if exhausted and said to Du Jie: "Take it." Then he threw the light ball to Du Jie. Du Jie subconsciously took it
"Old sir, what is this?"
"Open your mouth!"
"What?" Before Du Jie could react, he felt his eyes dazzled, and the amber light ball suddenly rushed into his mouth. Yes, that's right. He was so frightened that he quickly grabbed his neck, but it was too late. After the ball of light entered his abdomen, Du Jie felt as if he was about to be exploded. His whole body was occupied by an unknown thing, and his heart beat suddenly. Two times, a heartbreaking pain flew from the heart directly into the mind. Du Jie suddenly felt that things around him were slowly slowing down, and he heard the surging blood in his veins twisting rapidly as if out of control. He involuntarily began to lie on the ground and gasp for air, trying to relieve this state. But this seemed to be all in vain. There were many times when he clearly felt that he was about to die from pain, but he was still conscious.
While Du Jie was enduring the pain, the big tree in the sky withered rapidly, and the entire tree became lifeless as if it had been dead for many years. The five people outside rushed into the tree hole like crazy. In the dim light, they saw Du Jie rolling on the ground, and the old man on the wooden chair had lowered his head in a daze.
"Cave Master!"
"Mu Lao! Hurry..."
The man named Mu Lao flew to the old man's side without even stopping. He quickly took out his right hand and pressed it on the old man. What was unexpected was that just when Mu Lao's hand came into contact with the old man's back, Mu Lao's entire arm began to become wooden. Transformed, and Mu Lao seemed to have expected this, and was completely indifferent to it. Only when the entire palm of his hand almost turned into a wooden sculpture did the old man sitting on the wooden chair wake up. He raised his head and looked at the people across from him, as if he knew what happened, and said very apologetically: "What are you doing?"
"It is my duty, cave master, don't speak for now." Mu Lao saw that the old man had woken up, and his tense expression finally relaxed a little.
Now that I'm awake, I have a few words to say. You all should listen clearly. "The old man didn't waste any time. He didn't try to dissuade Mu Lao from doing anything, and said to the others.
"I obey the cave master's instructions." The other people said solemnly
"My lineage of picking immortals will be passed on to Du Jie from today. You need to assist me with all your heart. I will give you another ten years to pass on your duties, and the world will pick immortals again!" The old man said the last few words extremely seriously, as if with a Great piety. The people below all responded more solemnly and sadly.
"yes!"
"I'm old and can't walk anymore. Just stay here. You all should go. I want to rest." After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to feel relaxed. He looked at the sky and murmured to himself He said something again, and after the old man finished speaking, he lowered his head. No matter how hard Mulao behind him tried, it was of no avail. Then the tree hole began to fall off inch by inch, and turned into fly ash before it fell to the ground. , disappeared without a trace.
