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

"Have you heard?" The red-robed male cultivator flew fast with his sword, and said to his companions, "Today, the son of the fairy master came to the mourning hall to pay homage to the fairy master's spiritual seat. All disciples belonging to the lineage of 'Xia Zun' can watch from the sidelines."

The male cultivator who was also wearing a red and white robe beside him said: "Yes, senior brother, the two of us will go to the mourning hall quickly, maybe we can see the son of the fairy master."

"Little Immortal has fallen into the world, how are you doing? Can you be considered healthy?"

"He is in good health, but he listens to humanity. Little Immortal Master was born without father or mother, wandering around, and living by begging."

"...This," the red-robed male Xiu Yujian galloped, hesitated for a while, and said: "Wouldn't my family be going crazy..."

Another cultivator sighed, then pulled himself together and said, "I don't know what the little fairy master looks like?"

The red-robed monk said with a smile: "I heard that he looks more like the Immortal Lord Dongkun, and he looks extremely handsome."

"His aptitude for opening veins is even better than that of the Immortal Lord, and there are Immortal Beast Fulong and Queyan Erhe in his body, which are extremely powerful."

"Yes!" The monk blushed with excitement: "Little Immortal Master is so capable at such a young age, let's see if he can subdue the fairy beast Fulong in the future? I really don't know what achievements he will have in the future!"

The two talked and laughed, walked out of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, looked around, and immediately saw the mountain peak of Chen Fangling.

This mountain peak is unique, and it is flat and flat within a hundred miles around, and it is the only mountain peak, which is alone.

Corresponding to Lieling Mountain Peak is Zhengyang Immortal Sect Zhengnan Gate.

When the disciples guarding the south gate saw the two monks, they got up one after another to check their tokens.

Under Zhu Mingxianzun's command, the disciple tokens are engraved with flames, flying majesticly and full of vitality.

After checking the token, the gatekeeper returned the token respectfully and said, "You two senior brothers have worked hard. Will you really be able to see the immortal master's veins when you go to Lieling Peak this time?"

"I don't know yet, but even if I don't see it, I still have to try my luck." The red-robed monk said with a smile: "The news that the Zhengyang Immortal Sect has found the immortal master's vein has caused a sensation in the whole continent, and there are many people who want to come to see him No way, I’ve worked hard for you these days.”

The gatekeeper sighed, and said: "Isn't it? It was the time when there was a shortage of manpower, but the wooden door seven stubbornly insisted that it was him who made the little fairy master unable to return to the sect. If the little fairy master didn't forgive him, then Entering the sect without face. At this time, it's a disservice, it's really annoying."

"That's a hard work for the juniors."

"Where!" said the guard disciple, "If one day I can meet the little fairy master as soon as possible like the two senior brothers, it will not be in vain for this night of hard work."

The two red-robed monks smiled and cupped their hands, and flew towards Lieling Peak with their swords.

I saw that the whole body of the spiritual peaks in front of me was dark and solemn.

Around the peaks or in the protruding or sunken places, there are white pavilions of different heights. Inside the pavilions are built a thousand-year-old or ten-thousand-year-old spiritual plaque, commemorating the deceased immortals who have made contributions to various immortal sects. , The late Xianjun.

At the top of Lieling Peak, there is a very imposing golden palace, which is used to display the spirit cards of the immortal masters. Only the immortal masters of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect who ascended or fell, are eligible to enter.

Early this morning, Qianqing was woken up by the fairy boy named Shuangye, who said that she would worship the spirit of the fairy master, and then go to visit my family and recognize the ancestors.

Since Lieling Peak and Wangwo Family House are both sacred and solemn places, pets are not allowed to enter, so Qianqing asked Qian Qing to put Amao here and not to carry it with her.

Qianqing turned her head, let Amao, who was lying on her shoulder, climb into her palm, and then gently placed it in front of her.

There was a terrible wound on Amao's back, which was very deep, but after applying the Zhengyang Immortal Sect's elixir, it was already showing signs of healing.

But Amao's spirit was not very good, he lay listlessly on Qianqing's shoulder all day long, not moving.

Qian Qing observed carefully and said, "Amao, you stay here, I will come when I go."

After all, Amao moved his thin legs very obediently, expressing his agreement, and asked the master to put it beside the bed.

Qianqing looked up at Shuangye.

That fairy boy looked to be about the same age as Qian Qing, with not a single hair falling out, all combed up, looking meticulous.

Even when talking to Qianqing, Shuangye would not look him in the eyes, but bowed her head meekly.

Shuang Ye said: "My lord, today three suzerains came to give gifts to congratulate the immortal master's legacy on returning to the sect. The gifts have been accepted by Shen Hua, please have a look at the gift list."

Although Qianqing is the owner of Shuangye and Xinhua, at present, Qianqing can only be called 'Little Grandpa'.Only after Qian Qing formally apprenticed as a teacher, the two of them could change their name to 'Honorable Lord'.

In the past few days, Qianqing has been like a precious porcelain vase, circling around meeting various suzerains, feeling quite impatient in her heart.

After listening to Shuangye, Qianqing was not even interested in looking at the gift list, so she waved her hand and said, "I see."

After finishing speaking, he petted Amao boredly, then turned his head to look at the few gravels beside his pillow.

In Zhengyang Xianzong, except for Amao, there is nothing he is familiar with.

Even though he didn't know where the scorched stone came from or what it was, Qianqing unconsciously felt at ease holding him.

Qianqing's restless and painful heart was soothed by these broken stones.

Listening to Shuang Ye observing her words, she said: "My lord, let me change into a fancy dress for you. It's time to pay homage to Immortal Lord Dongkun."

Zhengyang Xianzong has four immortals in "spring, summer, autumn and winter".

Spring is Chunyang, summer is Zhuming, autumn is Baizang, and winter is Xuanying.

Among them, all the disciples under Zhu Mingxian's command were dressed in red and white robes.Before Dongkun Immortal Master Dao disappeared, he was sitting in the seat of Zhu Ming Immortal Venerable, so as the son of Immortal Master, Qian Qing naturally also wore a red robe.

When he reached the top of Lieling Peak, it took him a long time to pay homage to the spirit seat of Immortal Master Dongkun, listening to the deeds of Immortal Master Dongkun written by Immortal Baizang.

The Immortal Lord Dongkun opened his veins at the age of 15, established the foundation at the age of 16, and formed the alchemy at the age of 20. He killed the demon lord and defeated Fairy Aojun. Traveling down the mountain at the age of 21, calming disasters, suppressing beast tides...

Qian Qing was not familiar with Immortal Master Dongkun at all, listening to Immortal Master Baizang's narration, not only did not find it interesting, but was out of place.

There were thousands of monks standing next to the spirit seat of the Immortal Lord Dongkun, and they all exchanged messages secretly, discussing Qian Qing.

This kind of attention made Qianqing feel even more lonely, remembering that she was begging when she was a child, it was nothing more than that.

I really want to slap the table and stand up:

"Whatever you do, Immortal Master Dongkun! What does this have to do with Lao Tzu?"

Is he his father?

Because others say it is, so is it?

However, when Qianqing was starving, it was not this person who held his hand and bought Qianqing the jujube cake that made him salivate.

When Qianqing burst into tears, it wasn't this person who carried him on his shoulders and comforted him softly.

When Qianqing was dying from a headache, it wasn't this person who gave him the hope of living.

He had never seen this man before, so why should he listen to people rambling about things he couldn't understand?

But Qian Qing didn't have an attack after all, he endured it, and after worshiping the Immortal Master Dongkun from Lie Ling Peak, he came to the gate of Wangwo clan accompanied by four immortal lords and many disciples.

Then I saw a tall gate of white jade standing up to the sky.

There are floating fire patterns carved on the door, which is solemn and majestic, showing aristocratic spirit.

Outside the door, there were a hundred golden-armored monks standing on the left and right.They hold red-tasseled spears in their hands, and engraved with words such as "The respected family looks at me" and "I am the only one in the world", which vary.

But each golden-armored monk is about the same size, and at a glance, his back is straight and neat, just like a spear.

A gray-robed old man with a slightly hunchbacked back was standing in the center of the Yumen Gate. Seeing Qian Qing and the others, he stepped forward quickly, bent down to salute, and said, "Old man, welcome to the distinguished guests."

After finishing speaking, he straightened up and looked Qianqing up and down.

Qianqing was dressed in a red and white robe, with a white belt three fingers wide around her waist, with a silver forehead point between her eyebrows, and a charm like a belt, which was hooped between her forehead.

His face was quite similar to that of the late Immortal Lord Dongkun, except that there was a hint of impatience in the corners of his brows and eyes, which made him look less polite.

Gui Zao did not worship the Lord, but said respectfully:

"Is this young master the one recovered by Zhengyang Xianzong?"

Qianqing asked: "So what?"

"Don't dare, if the young master is from the blood of my Zun family, it will be very good." Gui Zao said slowly: "But this matter is no small matter, the old man's family has served the Zun Wang family for generations, and I know that my blood is pure and respectable , absolutely no one is allowed to fish in troubled waters. Please trouble this young man to take a few steps forward, and the old man will guide you to test your blood."

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed forward, speaking arrogantly, not paying attention to Qian Qing at all.

Qian Qing heard that he was so impolite, and said: "It's clear that you invited me here, hundreds of people, all put on bad faces, as if I owe you money. I see that you are old, so I don't care about you. That's all. What bloodline, how was it tested?"

Gui Zao said: "Young master understands the truth, if you want to test your blood, please come in first..."

Qianqing was already impatient, so she snorted and followed Guizao into the side door.

The moment she stepped into Wang's family's compound, for some reason, Qianqing raised her head in astonishment, looked somewhere, and asked sharply: "...What is that?"

Optimus Pillar, east of Zhengyang Xianzong, Zhengdongmen.

There was a little girl about seven or eight years old, with a red string tied behind her head, she looked lively and lovely.

She said to a monk next to her in an apricot-yellow robe, "Seventh Brother Mumen, thank you for taking us up the mountain. My master and I have gone through many nine twists and eight passes, but we don't know how to reach Zhengyang Xianzong. Without you, We will definitely not make it here, brother Lin Zichu will die of grief."

Mumen Qi smiled wryly and said: "It's nothing more than a little effort. If you want to see the young master, I will let other brothers and sisters lead you into the sect. It's just that the young master is going to visit his father's family now, and I'm afraid it will take two days before he comes back."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zichu, who was sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, asked:

"Ah... When the young master came back, did he pass the east gate?"

Wooden door Qidao: "Exactly, Brother Lin, do you want to wait here?"

Lin Zichu nodded slightly.

Lin Zichu exuded a cold air that made monks tremble. When he breathed, the air around him seemed to freeze. It was obvious that the spiritual power in his body had run amok and he couldn't control it.

Wooden Door Seven asked worriedly: "Can you bear it?"

Lin Zichu let out an 'hmm'.

He couldn't help but think of the scene of Qianqing pushing Hunzhen to his chest. Lin Zichu felt a pain in his chest, and he took a long breath, and said, "Please tell me, fellow Taoist Mumen, that Linjiazhuang Linzichu will always be there." Here...waiting for the young master."