Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Ong!"

The sound of humming gradually rose, like mountains resonating.

"what sound?"

Both Lin Jiu and Qiu Sheng looked into the distance, and the distant sky was like a mirror, and there were slight ripples.

Wen Cai was caressing his gold ring, wondering: "What's the sound?"

"Boom!"

The torrential rain appeared strangely, and the rain poured down.

Not to mention Qiu Sheng, Lin Jiuduo had only seen this scene once.

In the Qing Dynasty, when the luck was broken and the Daoshan Mountains were singing together, there was a bit of this charm.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiu turned and looked at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun's body was full of dense light, and his eyes seemed to see something.

Ahead, in the cloud-shrouded mountain, stood a Taoist.

The Taoist is like a mountain like a mountain, but it is as high as the mountain, and made a bow to this side.

"Qimen Dunjia Youbaiyun, met fellow Taoist!"

The surrounding mountains and forests rustled, and the wind brought an ethereal sound.

Qiusheng and Wencai were taken aback.

Lin Jiu's face changed slightly, but when he looked closely at the frown, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Yunyuan came out of his body, stood on the sky, raised his hand and hugged the Taoist in the distance.

"Maoshan Zhouyun, I met fellow Taoist!"

After speaking, the Taoist in the distance nodded and chuckled, and then disappeared.

"Master, who was talking just now, it came from all directions, as if it was the voice of everything in the world." Qiu Sheng held up an umbrella to help Zhou Yun block the rain, and looked at Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu took out the umbrella to support it, hesitated for a moment, and said a little uncertainly: "The heavenly master state, the body is integrated with the heaven and the earth, and it is easy to transmit sound through the air."

"It's just..." Lin Jiu looked at Zhou Yun uncertainly.

Zhou Yun shook his head and did not speak, but turned to look at Dunjia Mountain in the distance.

Seeing Zhou Yun like this, Lin Jiu didn't continue to ask, but introduced.

"Uncle, although the Qimen and Dunjia are inherited from Longhushan, they have not been separated since ancient times.

In front of Jiashan, half belonged to Qimen and half belonged to Dunjia, but the disciples of the second sect in the past century were too rare, nearly half of Jiazi had almost been reduced to family inheritance, and the population dropped to zero. "

"It takes up such a big mountain when there is no one else." Wen Cai leaned over.

Hearing the sound, Lin Jiu raised his sleeves angrily, and Wen Cai was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms.

"Be careful with your words and actions!"

Lin Jiu scolded and looked into the distance.

"The Qimen Dunjia sect has few disciples, but the disciples who have been separated from each other in the past are also famous in the Jianghu, and this sect will always produce celestial masters, inheriting the title of Qimen Dunjia.

In addition, the Celestial Master Fa Conference once every 60 years is a major event in the world. Why do you think people occupy such a mountain? " Lin Jiu said angrily.

Wen Cai immediately stopped talking.

Qiu Sheng took a deep breath.

There must be heavenly masters in the past dynasties, and there are two of them in Qimen Dunjia.

Calculated from this, there is only one master-uncle of his own.

Thinking of this, Qiu Sheng looked at Zhou Yun again.

Zhou Yun rolled his eyes, what's wrong with Qiusheng?
Why do I have to look at myself every time I hear the word Tianshi.

"It's just a pity that the two celestial masters of Qimen Dunjia took in an apprentice 30 years ago. It's not inappropriate to learn the two arts separately, but I'm afraid there will be troubles in the two schools of Qimen Dunjia in the future." Lin Jiu continued, eyes Some worries.

Qiu Sheng next to him smiled and said, "Master, a student who can learn two skills should be stronger. How could something go wrong."

Lin Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng angrily, and was too lazy to say more.

Zhou Yun took the words and said with a smile: "Qimen Dunjia is after all two inheritances, and one inheritor cannot be cut in half. Besides, even though all dharmas come from the same source in the end, I'm afraid that if you chew too much, you won't be able to learn it well."

"Qimen Dunjia has had disciples from Lishan in the past dynasties, although the number is not many, but as things go on, there are many inheritances from various sources.
If in the future Qimen Dunjia does not separate families and shares a head of family, then is it Qimen who decides, or Dunjia who decides? "

"It's not easy to be fooled by the fact that there are so many Dunjia people in the Tianshi Fahui."

Qiu Sheng immediately understood the doorway here, touched his head and grinned: "It's okay, as long as the disciple is strong enough to suppress it, it will be fine!"

"Simple thinking!" Lin Jiu flicked his sleeves and walked in front.

Qiu Sheng stuck out his tongue and followed Zhou Yun behind his back.

Wen Cai looked around, apparently still remembering the ethereal voice in the wind.

Soon.

All the way to the scorching sun, Jiashan in the distance seems to be still in the same position.

"Wangshan ran dead horse, master, how long have you been gone, why haven't you arrived yet." Wen Cai panted.

Qiu Sheng was sweating profusely with Zhou Yun on his back.

On the one hand, he was under heavy pressure behind Zhou Yun's back.

On the one hand, the sun in the sky is too poisonous.

Lin Jiu frowned slightly in front, pinching his fingers and making calculations, looking at the sky and Zhou Yun behind him from time to time.

Zhou Yun naturally understood Lin Jiu's eyes.

That ethereal voice from before.

The celestial master's appearance and the Taoism's sound transmission are all the means of the celestial master.

But in fact, he has the appearance of a celestial master, but he does not have the power of a celestial master. To be precise, the scenes before that are all illusions.

After all, Lin Jiu had noticed it.

But now they can't get through this for a long time, because they have been going around in circles, and they haven't gone far for a long time.

"Uncle, these four weeks..." Lin Jiu leaned over with some uncertainty.

Hearing that Zhou Yun was about to speak.

At this time, the piercing sound of horseshoes exploded.

A group of steeds galloped forward, and the people on the horses were wearing coir raincoats, carrying an aura of iron and blood.

"Let!"

Amidst the roaring iron hooves, a deep voice passed by several people's ears.

Qiusheng and Wencai didn't see the faces of these people clearly, and the horses had already galloped past.

"Damn, rush to reincarnate!" Wen Cai waited for those people to run away, jumped up and cursed.

Qiu Sheng hurriedly touched the rainwater on his face and the mud spots on his body, and his face was also a little ugly.

Zhou Yun turned his head and glanced at the leaving cavalry, shook his head and didn't care, and signaled Qiusheng to move on.

Lin Jiu didn't want to talk to these people either.

Those people looked like fighters, so there must be something important in such a hurry.

But at this time, the sound of horses roaring suddenly came from the horse team that had just passed by.

Zhou Yun and others looked over.

On the road ahead, the horse team took a few breaths in a commotion, which seemed to be related to the nearby hillside, and then galloped away again.

"Master Uncle, it seems that a passerby was scared by those riders and fell down the hillside." Qiu Sheng exclaimed.

Lin Jiu has already hurried over.

Looking at the slope, Zhou Yun seemed to see something, and frowned slightly.

Followed by several people.

Down the slope, a young man in a coir raincoat was stuck between a tree.

No response, seems to have passed out.

But it was hanging there, and it seemed that it would continue to fall.

"Master Uncle, I'll save him." Qiu Sheng said as he was about to put Zhou Yun down.

Lin Jiu had this idea in the first place, but when Qiu Sheng mentioned it, he didn't say anything.

But at this moment, Zhou Yun held Qiu Sheng down.

"Don't touch him!"

"Huh?" Both Lin Jiu and Qiu Sheng looked at Zhou Yun.

"This is not a living person. He has no roots, no form, no source and no heart. Don't touch him."

Zhou Yun frowned and took a deep look at the person who fell down the hillside.

It was very clear, but Zhou Yun was stunned by this peculiar structure of life.

"No root, no form, no source and no heart?" Qiu Sheng was confused when he heard it, and subconsciously glanced at Lin Jiu.

Lin Jiu had never heard of this thing before, and his face was blank.

"I don't know what he is, but he is not a living person, and the breath on his body is at least... thousands of years old." Zhou Yun shook his head.

"How many thousand years?" Qiu Sheng exclaimed, and immediately gave up the thought of saving him.

These are not human beings, the ghost knows if there is some conspiracy or trick.

"Let's go."

Lin Jiu yelled. He had lived for thousands of years, and he didn't want to touch just hearing these words.

The group continued to move forward.

Zhou Yunyuan was penetrating, glanced at the sky, and said with a light smile.

"Fellow Daoist, enough joking, let us make way."

As soon as the words came out.

There was a roar in the distance, as if someone was in a hurry.

Immediately, the sky was full of heavy rain, and it stopped when it said it would stop.

Mount Jia in the distance is close at hand.

"Oh my God!"

Qiu Sheng was stunned when he saw this scene, and Lin Jiu was startled.

"Evolve all things, cover the sky with armor."

On the other hand, Zhou Yun's eyes flashed a trace of sighs, all the veins of Longhu Mountain.

None of them have a false name.