Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Astonishing water pressure surged, Qianqing gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, turning her head to look.

Ever since Lin Zichu's body fell into the pool and kept falling, he seemed to have lost consciousness and remained motionless.

His black hair was like ink, his skin was pale, and his face was delicate, like a corpse hanging at the bottom of a lake, lifeless.

A blue light suddenly appeared on the neck, like a broken lantern, continuously gushing out spiritual energy.

Qianqing was shocked, thinking that Lin Zichu was injured.

He swung his hands and tried his best to get close to Lin Zichu who was beside him.

It's just that the Yeling Immortal's throwing power is so amazing, Qianqing couldn't resist the water pressure behind her, and she couldn't take half a step closer to Linzichu anyway.

Lin Zichu didn't resist at all, and his descending speed was much faster than Qianqing.

Qian Qing watched helplessly as Lin Zichu got further and further away from her, sinking into the bottomless darkness.

--No! !

A large number of bubbles spit out from Qianqing's mouth.

He stretched his arms forward and screamed as hard as he could.

Qianqing's body suddenly burst out with powerful strength, he only felt that the surrounding lake water seemed to be boiling, and there was something warm in his dantian, swimming along the veins of his whole body.

A large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into Qianqing's body, his body was hot and painful, as if his whole body was about to explode in the next second, Jin Dan was in excruciating pain...

Outside the lake, Yeling Xianfeng.

There was a gray-haired old man sitting cross-legged by the pool, holding a golden token in his hand and looking at it carefully.

Six characters are clearly engraved on the token.

"Wish me Qianqing, Chief Jia."

The Yeling Immortal had a childlike face, but at this moment, he seemed to have aged instantly.

He bent over, trembling his fingers, gently touching the six characters with his fingertips.

After a while, the eye sockets turned red slowly, and Yeling cried for a while, and then a stream of transparent snot reached the ground.

Three copper coins hung in the air around Immortal Yeling, constantly asking: "What did you bring?"

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Dongkun's token? Haha! Smelly old man, he gave it to you back then, so don't look at it, but now you grab it."

"To shut up!"

The Yeling Immortal roared angrily, as if he was in an extremely upset mood.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of water bubbles gurgling in the koi pond.

Immortal Yeling grabbed the copper coin violently.

He lowered his head slightly, staring intently at the water.

The three copper coins were held in the hands of the Yeling Immortal, but he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Although the owner was using them to keep counting, the copper coins still said trivially: "Old man, what did you throw those two little dolls into the water for? Are you not kind?"

"Why seal their spiritual power and set up a large formation to prevent them from floating up? Do you want them to be captured without a fight and drown alive?"

"That's right!" Immortal Yeling wiped away his tears, swept away his distressed expression, and hummed, "I'll teach the two boys how to get angry with me!"

"Bullshit! The stinky old man is talking nonsense again!"

Immortal Yeling's hand holding the copper coins tightened suddenly, and he squeezed them so that he opened his mouth and screamed.

Almost at the same moment when the copper coins wailed, Qianqing's shouts and roars came from under the deep pool, the sound was like thunder, like a dragon's chant.

It caused cumulus clouds to roll over from the fairy peak in Yeling, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.

Immortal Yeling frowned, threw three copper coins in the air, and landed on the ground.

Immortal Yeling looked down after the first thunder.

It can be seen that the content displayed by the hexagram image is a number.

"72".

As we all know, all those who cultivate immortals will suffer 36 heavenly thunder disasters when they are golden core, and 72 heavenly thunder disasters when they are born.

After the Immortal Yeling saw the hexagram clearly, three copper coins with long mouths climbed up from the ground and flew over.

"Stinky old man, our copper coins have no eyes, and we can't see the hexagrams we shake out."

"What is the content of the hexagram, why don't you hurry up and listen to it?"

Immortal Yeling stretched out his hand, trying to grab the copper coins and put them into the long sleeve.

A few copper coins twisted desperately, and said loudly:

"If you don't say anything, you won't go back!"

The Yeling Immortal said angrily, "Aren't you afraid that I will throw you into the fire?"

Copper Coin grinned and was not afraid.

"Okay," Yeling Immortal couldn't hold onto the copper coin, and seeing the thunder approaching, he felt anxious, so he said, "It's an auspicious hexagram, and the hexagram image is 72."

The three copper coins have been with the Immortal Yeling for a long time, and they are quite proficient in divination and mystic arts. When they heard this, they burst into laughter.

"It turned out that the smelly old man threw those two people into the pool to lend them a large formation at the bottom of the pool. The two little guys are lying on the bottom of the water, and they have a continuous supply of spiritual energy, which is very beneficial to their cultivation."

"After all, the rocks at the bottom of the pool are laid out into hexagrams, forming a super spirit-gathering array!"

"Looking at Zhengwuzhou, there is no large formation that can compare with the giant formation at the bottom of the pool."

"Huh? No, it's more than that. In addition to the spirit-gathering formation at the bottom of the lake, there is also a formation that can repair the physique of the cold dragon lying in the snow. You duplicity guy! When the two of them came to Yeling Xianfeng, you thought Alright, let’s help the kid from Lin’s family solve his physical problems, and then help Qianqing conceive a baby, and help him ward off the thunder and calamity, right?”

The three copper coins spoke at an astonishing speed. After talking so much, Ye Ling Xian finally found a chance to interject and curse: "No! I don't have any! You are talking nonsense!"

The three copper coins laughed and said loudly:

"No wonder! You also know how bad Linzi Chuhan Longwoxue's physique is. What's more, when he was young, he forced himself to improve his cultivation. If he doesn't heal, he will explode and die soon."

"Qianqing suppressed her cultivation and failed to advance to Nascent Soul. You, the ancestor, for the sake of Immortal Master Dongkun, you have to give him these two meeting gifts!"

Immortal Yeling was very angry: "Three damned stinky coins. You are just weapons in my hand, old man. Why are you talking nonsense and making me upset! Shut up, if If you are disobedient, see how I can teach you to be a good person."

"No, not at all!"

"If a copper coin has a mouth and doesn't speak, it will be in vain to become a fairy!"

Hearing this sentence, Immortal Yeling couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to punish Bingren with ruthless hands.

The three copper coins were very cunning, seeing that he was about to strike, they flew away with a "boom", and at the same time shouted: "Old man, do you still want to fight? Stop, the thunder is coming!"

Immortal Yeling said: "Stop! Don't run!"

"Thunder! What a big thunder!"

Purple lightning pierced the sky and cracked the clouds, rumbling and muffled thunder continued.

A sky thunder, like a giant purple python, with a scalding temperature that would burn everything, struck down mercilessly.

On this day, thunder is majestic and majestic, fair and fair.

Immortal cultivators, seeking their fate against the heavens, have to accept the baptism test of heaven.

There are often cultivators who die under the power of thunder.

If you don't cross the thunder calamity, you can't become a fairy!

Immortal Yeling snorted coldly and sat down cross-legged.

He already knew that Qianqing had a special physique, unlike ordinary people, and was born by her mother in October.

With his father's backbone as his foundation and his mother's flesh and blood as his support, he was born against the sky.

In order to use this method of begging for a child, Fairy Lan Qiugui even paid the price of her life back then. One can imagine how much challenge Qian Qing will face in surviving and becoming a fairy.

At this moment, the sound of thunder made the Yeling Xianfeng mountain range tremble, almost wanting Qianqing's life, roaring angrily.

At this moment, Ye Ling Xianren did not dare to slack off in the face of 72 thunder disasters.

It was all because from the moment he had the thought of helping Qianqing overcome the catastrophe, the child's life was in the palm of his hand.

Immortal Yeling sighed.

This child... this child...

Has a face similar to his father's.

At the time of lightning and thunder, Ziguang came as soon as he said it!

Immortal Yeling didn't turn his head back, as if he had eyes behind his back, he pointed his right hand at the thunder and lightning, which was as thick as a python, and grabbed it with precision!

The purple lightning suddenly folded like a knife cut in the middle of someone.

boom!boom!boom!

God's will was furious, and three thunders fell at the same time.

Immortal Yeling's eyes were piercing, he stood up and waved his long sleeves.

The vast Lingwei, the peak is rolling.

"How far to the old man, how far to go!"

Yeling Immortal shouted loudly, the sound shocked thunder!

His back pierces the sky and the earth, in his eyes, it is like a breeze blowing on his face, as if there is nothing!

I do not know how long it has been.

Xianfeng returned to calm.

At the bottom of the koi pond, there are a few fish swaying and swimming, making ripples.

Qianqing curled up, her eyes were closed tightly, she fell into a dream and couldn't extricate herself.

In his dream, he came to a huge, pure white space, where there was no sky and no ground.

He could only hear the faint sound of the dragon chant, one after another, as if calling for something——

Bang!

The sound of water bubbles bursting awakened the sleeping Qianqing.

Qianqing opened her eyes suddenly, and saw herself lying on a boulder covered with moss, the surrounding was cold and dark.

He moved his fingers, only to feel the astonishing silence around him.

"This……"

Qian Qing was about to open her mouth to speak, but her voice was very indistinct, only bubbles gurgling, her voice was clear and loud, bursting up in front of his eyes.

It was only then that Qianqing realized that she had sunk in the Yeling Fairy Peak, at the bottom of the Koi Pond, and hadn't surfaced until now.

His body was extremely uncomfortable, and just as he wanted to mobilize his spiritual power, the muscles and veins all over his body ached terribly.

An unimaginably vast spiritual power swam and rolled around Qianqing.

Qianqing looked up, and saw the darkness above, only a cluster of faint light, passing through the lotus leaves on the water surface, shining down with difficulty.

He slapped the rocks hard, trying to rise to the surface.

But some kind of formation was applied in the pool, Qian Qing could only sink, not float up.

After struggling for a long time, he straightened his legs and barely stood up.

Chiharu is not used to the buoyancy and pressure at the bottom of the water.Dizzy, he staggered back a step.

At this moment, there was a gentle force that gently pushed Qianqing's back.

"Who!"

Qian Qing was extremely vigilant, shouted loudly, and turned around abruptly.

It's just that he is not as flexible in the water as on land, and his movements are slightly slower.

There is only endless darkness and water behind him.

Qianqing thought of something, and turned around quickly.

This time, he saw who the culprit who had been holding his breath and hiding behind him was.

"..."

Qian Qing withdrew her right hand, restrained her killing intent, and said, "So it was you."

In front of Qianqing, there were more than a dozen fat bearded koi.

They were originally brightly colored, but they were barely noticeable in the bottom of the lake, so Qian Qing didn't notice them just now when they approached.

As if responding, those koi came forward one after another, and gently touched Qianqing's cheek with their fish lips.

Qian Qing laughed twice and said, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

What Qianqing answered was the sound of peaceful water.

All the koi flicked their fins and tails, each of them treated Qianqing very warmly, and obviously had countless things to say.

But this time, Qianqing couldn't hear it.

Qian Qing concentrated on thinking about the reason, but couldn't figure it out.

His body was in severe pain, and he couldn't help squatting down after standing for a while.

The dantian was scorching hot, burning so hot that Qianqing couldn't figure it out.

He hastily shared a wisp of divine consciousness and went to explore the dantian.

Then he saw the place in the body where the golden elixir was originally stored, but the golden elixir disappeared out of thin air, and it was replaced by a red-robed monk with the same appearance as himself!

This red-robed monk was no bigger than a fist, sitting cross-legged in meditation, motionless in all directions.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, as if they were carved out of the same mold as Qianqing.

Seeing this villain, Qian Qing was shocked and said in astonishment:

"What?! Why didn't I know...me, when did I become a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

People who cultivate immortality and ask questions gather spiritual power at the dantian and knead it into a golden elixir, which is the cultivation base of elixir formation.

Then, the spiritual power continued to accumulate, and the golden core became bigger and bigger, and finally broke and turned into a Nascent Soul.

During the martial arts competition, Lin Zichu took a step ahead of Qianqing and broke through the Nascent Soul Realm first.

Afterwards, Qianqing reached the peak of Jindan high-level, and she felt something in her heart, knowing that she could follow in the footsteps of Lin Zichu in the near future, and also enter the Nascent Soul.

Although he knew it in his heart, he was still stunned, because there was still about half a month before Qianqing's estimated breakthrough time.

Not only that, but more importantly, at this moment Qianqing has no impression of resisting Tianlei at all.

"But if it's a breakthrough in cultivation and the achievement of Nascent Soul, then it can explain why my body is in such pain. I have just been promoted, and my cultivation is unstable. I need to meditate for a few days as soon as possible..."

Thinking of this, Qianqing gritted her teeth and stood up, looking around, looking for a safer place.

Soon, Qian Qing discovered something even more frightening.

That is, there is no Lin Zichu by his side.

"Cang Shu, Cang Shu!" Qian Qing no longer cared about his cultivation and meditation, he panicked and turned around to look around: "Where's my elder brother?"

The koi swimming around him seemed to be persuading him to sit down quickly.

Qian Qing ignored her, she let her spiritual sense out, and kept searching.

There was no sound at the bottom of the koi pond, only Qianqing's panicked and lonely voice could be heard.

He wanted to run, but the water pressure was too high and walking was hard.

If you want to paddle, you often fall to the bottom of the water.

Qian Qing was impatient, lying on the ground, clenched her fist with her right hand, and slammed the ground hard.

Then some koi came forward and kept touching Qianqing's wrist.

"what."

An idea flashed in Qianqing's mind, and he raised his hand to touch the biggest koi beside him.

This koi is extremely long, about half the height of Qianqing.

His body was fat, and when he rushed in front of Qianqing, the water was fierce and powerful.

Qianqing stroked the koi's back lightly, and suddenly said: "Big man. Do you know where the handsome and elegant monk who came with me is?"

The koi leaned into Qianqing's arms, and gently arched it, signaling to know.

Qian Qing asked again: "Then I'll ride on you, you take me for a ride, and we'll go find him, okay?"

The koi touched Qianqing again, touched Qianqing's wrist with its fish lips, motioning him to come up.

Qianqing was overjoyed, leaned over and straddled the back of the koi fish, hugging her hands tightly.

The water waves are wandering, and the fish are moving extremely fast.

Not long after, the koi released Qian Qing.

Qianqing saw a white figure lying in the middle of the lake from afar.

"Cangshu!"

Qianqing yelled and wanted to go forward.

But he couldn't take a step forward.

He saw Lin Zichu lying on his back with his eyes closed, his chest not rising or falling.

There is blue light floating on the neck, like a dragon like a tree.

There is a golden gossip diagram under the body, one bright and one dark, like breathing.

"This is..." After being startled for a moment, Qian Qing recognized the patterned heels on Lin Zichu's body.

It turns out that this is a sealing formation based on the five elements and eight trigrams.

This array seems to be quite effective in suppressing the Hanlongwoxue body in Lin Zichu's body.

Now Lin Zichu's temples and other vital points have all been pulled out, but the spiritual power in his body has not gone berserk.

Qianqing immediately knew that she wanted to use the help of Yeling Immortal to help Lin Zichu completely solve the problem of Hanlongwoxue body, which had already been known by Yeling Immortal.

His words were rude, and he did it on purpose, throwing the two of them to the bottom of the pool, also in order to give it logically and not let the two of them appreciate it.

"This old... this Yeling Immortal," Qianqing paused, but after all he didn't swear, he just snorted and said, "If you want to help, you can help, why throw us to this blind ghost place?"

He also thought, as the teacher of the Immortal Master of Dongkun, Yeling Immortal treats himself very interestingly.

Qian Qing walked around Lin Zichu for a few laps, but she didn't see any tricks.

I only know that Lin Zichu's gossip Turing is warm and warm, without hostility.

He knew that Lin Zichu was not in danger at this time, but he was unwilling to leave his side.

So Qianqing found a safe place near Lin Zichu, then sat down cross-legged, intending to exhale and meditate, to stabilize her cultivation, and then check her newly born Nascent Soul.

As soon as he sat down, his right hand naturally pushed back because of the buoyancy of the water.

It feels like there is a dent carved by a knife on the ground touched by the hand.

Because of the clean outline, Qianqing knew it was someone's handwriting at the first touch.

Qian Qing let out a soft "Huh", thinking that under such an abyss, the water pressure can crush people in an instant, how could someone engrave words?

Curious, he leaned down for a casual glance.

But when he saw the writing on the stone wall clearly, Qianqing's breathing stopped suddenly.

His pupils shrank sharply, like a beast.

"This……!"

He couldn't help but exclaimed.

It turned out that where Qianqing pointed her finger, the words she felt were:

"I hope that Dongkun will never write."

"...!"

Qianqing was startled, he turned over abruptly, walked forward with his knees, stroked beside these six characters, and sure enough, he touched a few more characters carved with a knife.

"Tomb of Dongkun."

"The dead stay in Dongkun."

"..."

Wait, wait, etc., are all scary handwriting.

"No," Qianqing touched it for a while in shock, then shook her head: "My father's bones are buried in the ancestral hall of our clan, and definitely not in Yeling Xianfeng. And this handwriting is indeed my father's. handwriting. If I guessed correctly, here... I'm afraid it's..."

Qianqing's fingers lightly stroked the scratches on the stone wall, and more than a dozen koi around them followed suit, closely following the movements of Qianqing's fingers.

I saw the group of koi moving slowly and heavily, each of them lowered their heads and opened their mouths, touching the writing on the stone wall with their lips.

"I'm afraid this is... the place where my father played and played when he was young."

At this moment, a thick black cloud suddenly descended from behind Qianqing.

Qian Qing was taken aback, and turned her head abruptly.

Then I saw that the "dark cloud" turned out to be a ten thousand spider with a body as big as a small mountain.

The spider was huge, like a mountain, but it didn't make a sound when it fell.

When Qian Qing looked up, she saw a huge scar on the lower abdomen of the Ten thousand Ren spider.

After so many years, the scar still oozes pus and blood, and has not healed.

"Wan Niang!"

Qian Qing shouted: "What are you doing out here? You're not going back!"

It turned out that the dark cloud covering the sky and the sun was the beast pet, Wanxian, who had been residing in Qianqing's chest for a long time.

At this time Wanxian turned into a prototype, listened to Qianqing's call, and looked back at him.

It was clearly the spider's eyes, but at this glance, Qianqing clearly saw the feeling of reluctance and nostalgia.

Inexplicably, Qianqing's heart sank, and she had a very bad guess for a while.

After he was promoted to Nascent Soul, many things that he couldn't see clearly before could be seen clearly.

For example... For example, the dark, thick and dangerous thread wrapped around Wanniang's body at this time, exuding the breath of death.

It turned out that after turning into a Nascent Soul, he could see the dead energy so clearly.

My own master Feng Zhaoming, and other people of Zhengyang Immortal Sect with Yuanying or above cultivation, watched Immortal Baizang and Immortal Wan show such shocking death every day, but... no one told Qianqing.

"What's the matter with you?" Qian Qing cheered up, turning a blind eye to the foggy and dead air like dark clouds.He took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to touch the Wanren spider with his hands, he urged: "Come back into my body, you are injured and need to rest."

But this time Wanniang didn't listen to him, and she saw Wanniang lying on the ground, pressing her head tightly against the handwriting at the bottom of the pool.

"I'm sorry, young master. This time, Wanniang can't accompany you anymore."

"what……"

Qianqing's hands trembled, he strode forward, and hugged the huge and terrifying head of Wanren Spider.

The sharp and poisonous spider fangs were right next to his face, but Qianqing was not afraid at all.

"what are you saying!"

"Little Grandpa, Wanniang won't have a long life. Thank you for bringing me here, I'm going to die here..."

A light flashed in Wanxian's eyes.

Tears welled up in Qianqing's eyes.

"No! No! I order you to return to my body. I will find the best medical practitioners. No matter what, I will save your life..."

Wanniang was hugged by Qianqing's head, she lowered her eyes and looked at Qianqing tenderly.

When I saw him for the first time, he was light and bony, holding him in my arms, as if the wind would take him away.

At that time Wanniang was worried all day long, afraid that Qianqing would be hurt, or that he would be blown away by the wind.

But in a blink of an eye, the child has become so tall, his arms are strong and powerful, and he has the supernatural power to shake mountains and seas.

Hope I respect the clan, the lord of the clan.

Frozen Forest Wasteland, Immortal Inheritance.

Martial arts event, first-class monk...

Now, this is his time, and he...

Wanxian looked at the familiar mountain walls around her, and sighed softly. She reached out and touched Qianqing's head, and said, "Young master, my master, after all, there is only one person. I'm sorry."

Qianqing hugged Wanxian tightly, crying loudly, never letting go.

Wanxian caressed the palm of Qianqing's head, and suddenly a white light appeared, shining brightly.

"There are some things that I want to show you. My little grandpa, my little grandpa. You are the strongest and bravest man in the world. Zichu is also a good boy. In the days to come, you can do it without me." Go down. Goodbye..."

The white light in Wanxian's palm became brighter and brighter, Qianqing was completely stunned, with tears still on her face.

Countless hours flashed before his eyes——

Wish me Dongkun, the day of my birth.

There was a baby with big eyes wrapped in a red cloth. He had a good appearance and kind eyebrows. Although he was young, his eyebrows resembled those of a bodhisattva cast in temples by mortals and worshiped by others.

"This is Wang Wang's next head of the family."

"What a sacred and noble bloodline."

"He was conceived in the mother's womb, and there will be auspicious clouds in the sky after birth, and he will have a bright future in the future!"

"It's a pity that his father passed away early, and his mother died of exhaustion after giving birth to him."

"What a poor child..."

The baby Dongkun didn't know the pain of losing his father and mother at all. He swayed his limbs and broke away from the red cloth that wrapped him.

A thumb-sized black-haired spider spun silk and fell quickly, jumped to Dong Kun's neck, and rubbed it lightly.

Dong Kun was afraid of tickle, so he giggled.

Director Gui Zao was much younger than Qianqing had ever seen, his eyes were full of arrogance that he didn't take anyone seriously.

But he did his best to take good care of Wangwo Dongkun, who was still a baby.

Standing beside Dongkun's bed, Guizao laughed when he saw the screaming spider on his master's neck that terrified mortals.

"I heard that my Zun family has a special method that can tame the fierce beast Wanren spider. I just didn't expect that the Wanren spider would take the initiative to recognize the master as soon as the master Fang was born. It's amazing! Haha!"

Look at me in Dongkun, my [-]th birthday.

Suddenly, a young monk dressed in animal skins, carrying a letter, appeared at the [-]-day grand meeting of the Wangwo Zun Clan. The animal skin monk handed over the letter to Director Gui Zao.

I saw that the letter was printed with a monogram with strong spiritual power, and the pattern was simple and exquisite.

Seeing this monogram, Gui Zao was horrified: "This is... this is the mark of Yeling Xianfeng. Little brother, are you a disciple of Yeling Immortal?"

"No." The young monk clasped his fists and said politely: "I'm just a servant on the fairy peak of Yeling. It's not convenient for the fairy to go down the mountain, so I will run errands for him."

Even though the young monk said that he was a servant, Gui Zao, who was always arrogant, did not underestimate him.

It's all because Immortal Yeling is called "the No. [-] Immortal in Zhengwuzhou". He has thunder skills, not to mention strong combat power, and he is proficient in divination and arithmetic.

He knows everything about the past and the present, and he knows about 3000 years of history.

As long as the Immortal Yeling makes a move, there is no life that he can't figure out.

Thinking of this, Gui Zao was very respectful and made a big gift:

"But I don't know what's the important thing for Xiongtai to visit our family?"

"Don't dare to be so, how can my younger brother know the meaning of the immortal? Please ask the supervisor to open the letter paper, and then he will know."

Gui Zao no longer refused, opened the envelope with the monogram of Yeling Xianfeng, and penetrated with his spiritual sense.

Seeing this, I was really shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

"what?!"

Gui Zao roared, startling the guests at the banquet.

"The Immortal Yeling said... that the little master will die young, and is destined to not live past the age of 20. What! How could this happen!"

Gui Zao lost his image, his face was flushed, he was furious, he lifted the collar of the young monk, and said loudly: "The Yeling Immortal is talking nonsense! I don't believe a word!"

The young monk was not surprised at all, and allowed Guizao to be violent to him, and said: "The immortal has appended the results of your master's fate calculation, and you can tell it at a glance. Believe it or not, it's all in your heart."

Gui Zao trembled all over, let go of the young monk's collar, and read the letter again.

He was emotional, and the thin letter trembled uncontrollably under his fingers.

When he finished reading the letter, he sat limply on the wooden chair and hugged his head.

"This letter says... If you want to save Master's life, you must send him to Yeling Xianfeng."

"From then on, Dongkun will not be allowed to step into the mortal world, and become a disciple of Yeling Immortal."

"This……"

Look at me in Dongkun, I am three years old.

Guizao took the hand of young Dongkun and sent him to the foot of Yeling Fairy Peak.

"Master, this old slave is useless, so I can only send you here. The divination technique of the Yeling Immortal is astonishing. The old slave invited countless monks with high morals and high prestige. If he wanted to calculate the master's fate, he was told that as long as it is If Immortal Yeling makes a move, then there is no possibility of mistakes.... The rest of the road, you can only walk alone."

Guizao knelt in front of Dongkun, crying loudly, with tears in his eyes.

Dong Kun was apprehensive and afraid, but he saw Gui Zao being so sad, so he endured it, trying not to shed a tear.

Dong Kun raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Gui Zao's face.

"Okay, you go back."

"Master! Please take care of yourself."

Dong Kun nodded, and the small figure gradually disappeared into the mountain mist.

The mountain road was rugged and tortuous, and Dongkun was too young to be tired after walking for a while.

He sat on a rather smooth stone by the side of the road and put his arms around his knees.

At this moment, a male voice came from above the head.

"Stinky boy, do you want to cry? Why don't you cry out in an open and aboveboard manner, instead of hiding?"

The young Dong Kun suddenly raised his head.

The leaves above the head rustled, and the light and shadow were mottled.

There was a tall monk with gray hair who jumped off the tree and stared at Dong Kun.

As expected, Dong Kun's face was full of tears, but he tried his best to endure, his small body trembling uncontrollably.

"Because...because I came to meet the immortal here. This is the first time I saw him, if...if I cried," Dong Kun wiped his face with his sleeve, choked up and said, "He would think that my heart Unhappy, thinking that I hate seeing him, this is really rude... woo woo..."

The gray-haired monk's eyes widened slightly.

He never thought that such considerate words would come from a three-year-old child.

The monk squatted down and looked at Dong Kun's face carefully.

"Then you are not unhappy?"

Dong Kun's shoulders trembled, and he said, "I'm just... a little sad."

"Good boy." The monk stretched out his long arms, hugged Dong Kun in his arms, and stood up.

"From now on, you are the only disciple of Immortal Yeling. With me protecting you, I will never make you sad or sad."

Look at me in Dongkun, fifteen years old.

The fairy peak of the wild mountain, the bottom of the koi pond.

"Master," the young Dong Kun sat cross-legged, and suddenly said, "Why do you have to come to this place where you can't see your fingers every day to meditate and practice since you opened my pulse?"

"Smelly apprentice, your physique is special, and it was damaged in the mother's womb. At the bottom of this pool, there is a five-element and eight-diagram array that the master personally set up. You sit here carefully, and your benefits are indispensable."

"Master, I heard from Gui Zao that I will not be able to open my pulse in this life, nor will I live to be 20 years old..."

"Hmph! That's because they hope that my family is incompetent. When I come to Master's place, what's so difficult about merely opening the veins?"

Three long-nosed copper coins flew beside the two of them, saying loudly:

"It is! It is!"

"Little Dongkun, stay here well, don't go out of the mountains, and you can live a long, long time!"

"We will never let you die!"

Dong Kun forced a smile and nodded.

Although he is small, his mind is very smart.

Before opening the veins, he had already read many ancient books, and he became more and more aware of the power of his master.

He doesn't count the hexagrams, once he makes a move, it is absolutely correct.

Back then, the Yeling Immortal once pointed out that Dongkun's fate was very dangerous, and he seemed to die young, and he would not live to be 20 years old.

And when Dong Kun was sitting at the bottom of the pool, he suddenly discovered a fact that sent chills down his spine.

That is the Yeling Xianfeng, which is actually a super formation dojo with Yeling Xianren as the eyes of the formation.

As long as the Yeling Immortal does not appear in the formation, Yeling Xianfeng is an omnipotent god, he can do anything he wants to do.

For example... For example, extending Dongkun's life span that would be blank after the age of 20.

But where did this allocated lifespan come from?

Dong Kun didn't dare to think about it.

Look at me Dongkun, 27 years old.

"You bastard boy!"

Immortal Yeling slapped the table angrily, jumped up, and cursed: "I told you, if you go out of the mountain, you will die a terrible death! You, you, you...you scoundrel, why do you want to come out of the mountain to participate in a martial arts competition?" ? What kind of shit is that!"

Young Dongkun was dressed in a red robe, with gold dots on his forehead, with a dignified and noble demeanor, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Master, please listen to my disciple. Since I went up the mountain at the age of three, my disciple has never stepped out of Yeling Xianfeng. But this time, there is no monk representative in Zhengwuzhou. I respect the family and outdo people. As the head of my family, I have to go."

"No! Say nothing!"

"Master, I have made up my mind to go."

"Stinky boy, do you want to court death?"

"When a man dies, he will die." Looking at me, Dong Kun straightened his back and brightened his eyes, "Death is not something to be afraid of. Death is just another beginning. I just want to understand this truth now."

Immortal Yeling was slightly taken aback.

The junior in front of him who was several hundred or 80 years younger than him had an extremely clear and awe-inspiring look in his eyes, which made Yeling Immortal stunned for a while.

But he quickly reacted: "If you want to die, it depends on whether I agree or not. I don't agree! Look at me, Dongkun, you don't want to step out of Yeling Xianfeng."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and tugged at Dong Kun's collar, and threw him under the pool so that he could not float to the surface.

"In the past few days, you should stay under the pool and reflect on yourself!"

Immortal Yeling walked away angrily.

After a day.

The Yeling Immortal sneaked into the bottom of the pond.

Then he saw Dongkun carving something on the bottom of the water with his saber.

Immortal Yeling probed for his spiritual consciousness, his heart and gallbladder were torn apart.

I saw that Dongkun was not in the mood to meditate, and kept writing words like "Dongkun's tomb" and "unique pen".

"What are you writing about!"

With hot blood rushing to the head of Immortal Yeling, he grabbed Dongkun's collar and punched him hard on the cheek.

Even though it was in deep water, Dong Kun still vomited blood on his head with this punch, and red marks quickly appeared on his face.

"Master, if I am trapped in Yeling Xianfeng again, I will be suffocated to death. Rather than suffocate to death, it is better to end by myself. ... There will always be someone who is going to die, either me or someone else. If someone else dies, you will not die." Sad. But if I die, how sad you will be... So I practiced in advance and left you a last word. If you miss me in the future, you will be able to touch the words written by Tuer."

"Nonsense... You bastard, are you threatening me with your life? I'm so mad. If you want to die, I'll tell you to die now!"

Immortal Yeling was furious, and really wanted to slap him, but seeing the swollen marks on Dongkun's cheek, he couldn't raise his hand again after all.

Immortal Yeling let go of his hand in a slump, he had a premonition in his heart.

This disciple, he might already know...

As early as when Dongkun went up the mountain at the age of three, at the cost of sacrificing his life, he used the magic technique of reaching the sky to help Dongkun change his fate.

If Dongkun stayed at Yeling Xianfeng all the time, someone else would die instead of Dongkun.

A few more days passed.

The Immortal Lord Dongkun dressed in strong attire and set off to leave the Yeling Immortal Peak.

Immortal Yeling's complexion was not good: "If you walk half a step out of this mountain, you will never come back in the future."

Dong Kun smiled and said, "How could it be? Master, after all, I am still from Yeling Xianfeng, and I am your only disciple. Before I leave, my disciple will make a calculation for you."

Immortal Yeling sneered and said, "Are you accurate in fortune-telling?"

"It's not as good as Master, but it's accurate."

Dong Kun said with a smile, he took out the stick from his sleeve, shook out the stick, turned his back to himself, and handed it to Immortal Yeling.

Immortal Yeling opened it, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and his body trembled.

On the label it reads:

The number of good years is also lonely,

After a long illness, he failed to recover.

The dangerous boat on the shore has not yet sailed,

The dragon crouches and loses its pearl.