First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

On this day, Duanmuqiu and Han Qiqing went up the mountain together to worship Han Qiqing's mother. When they came back in the evening, Han Qiqing came with Duanmuqiu, and the three of them went out for dinner together.

The South Island is near the sea, and the seafood is delicious. A few people went to a seafood buffet, and found a secluded corner. Duanmuqiu came to get a few bottles of beer, and asked two juniors to drink with her.

Looking at the large bottle of beer in front of him, Zhou Tong felt troubled, and said to Ling Yuan, "Can you drink it for me?"

"Don't drink it." Ling Yuan said with disgust, "Beer is too bad."

Zhou Tong smiled wryly: "I didn't see you being so picky when you had enough energy to eat."

Ling Yuan: "..."

Zhou Tong had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink a bottle. He was easy to get drunk when he drank, and his face was as red as a monkey's butt before he finished the bottle. Duanmuqiu touched Zhou Tong's face and called: "Xiaotong, look at your face, it's hot and red."

Han Qiqing ate the oysters and said with a smile: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. Be careful that you will get drunk later and feel uncomfortable in your stomach."

"That won't work." Duanmuqiu interrupted Han Qiqing, "How can a boy not drink? Xiaotong is so good-looking, what if someone pours alcohol on him in the future? There must be a certain amount of alcohol."

Zhou Tong looked helplessly at Duanmuqiu filling up his glass, and said, "Aunt Qiu is right, but let's not practice drinking today, shall we?"

"No!" Duanmuqiu glared at Zhou Tong, "Just today, drink!"

Zhou Tong looked at Han Qiqing with questioning eyes, and Han Qiqing shook his head with some helplessness in his eyes.

Today, when I went up the mountain to sweep the grave, when I saw Han Qiqing's mother Duanmulan again, those things from the past were caught in my heart. Duanmuqiu cried secretly several times, and now I was depressed, so I had to stimulate myself through alcohol.

Zhou Tong and Duanmuqiu drank together with Duanmuqiu.But Han Qiqing also had a lot of pain in his heart, the more he drank, the more bitter he was, the bitterness came to his heart, he drank no less than Duanmuqiu, and at the end of the drink, he fell down first.

Han Qiqing fell asleep first, Duanmuqiu was a little drunk, but obviously wanted to drink, so he pulled Zhou Tong to pour him wine, Zhou Tong had to accompany Duanmuqiu to drink one cup at a time, and he drank the wine in his mouth Almost no alcohol smell, as light as plain water.

When Duanmuqiu also collapsed, Zhou Tong could only look at the two people who fell asleep on the sofa in the cafeteria in silence.

...I always feel that if I take this picture and post it on Weibo, it will be directly on the headlines that night.

Zhou Tong coughed, restrained his unscrupulous thoughts, his mind was still very clear, as if he hadn't drunk a little wine.Zhou Tong called the waiter and asked, "Is there a hotel nearby?"

"It's downstairs." The waiter said, "Can I help you?"

"Okay." Zhou Tong said thank you with a smile, and the waiter blushed upon seeing this.

***

Han Qiwei sat in the bar depressed, the noise around him disturbed him, the glass in his hand was empty and full, full and empty again, he didn't know how many glasses he had drunk.

Today, he tried to draw the "Snake Talisman" and failed again. This is the magic weapon he is going to use in the three great celestial masters, but failing all the time means that he is also doomed to be a loser in the celestial masters' ceremony!

Han Chi was so disappointed in him that he no longer needed any performance. Han Qiwei could see clearly that Han Chi had always had expectations of him that were beyond his ability, but when he saw that he could not meet his expectations, he gave up without saying anything. , he didn't know what he meant to this father, he only knew that he would soon become the laughing stock of the three great families of celestial masters.

A lotus lantern appeared in front of Han Qiwei, and Han Qiwei was taken aback, looking at the person sitting next to him.

It was an old man, about seventy years old, and his old Tang suit seemed out of place in the whole fashionable bar. Han Qiwei frowned, and was about to call the bartender to drive the old man away, but the old man said something and hammered his heart heavily superior.

"Do you want to win the three great celestial masters? I can help you."

Han Qiwei looked at the old man suspiciously, and said, "Hold this lamp, it can guide you the way."

Han Qiwei, who was so drunk, looked at the lotus lantern suspiciously, but was attracted by the faint candlelight in the lotus lantern and couldn't help touching it.

"Did you feel it? It comes from its power." The old man's seductive voice sounded in his ear, and he said, "It can help you."

Han Qiwei was stroking the petals of the lotus lantern and was in a daze when he was suddenly bumped from behind, his face hit the wine glass, and the wine was splashed all over his face.

"Don't you have long eyes?!"

The person behind apologized again and again, Han Qiwei became sober with anger, he wiped his eyes, and when he looked again, the old man who was sitting next to him was gone.

But the lotus lantern is still there.

Han Qiwei rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty. He stared at the lotus lantern with his neck straightened, his eyes full of struggles, and finally grabbed the lotus lantern and took it all the way out.

The cold wind made him wake up a little bit, Han Qiwei told himself in his heart that this lamp is something evil and cannot be kept, but the power he felt before was too attractive to him, Han Qiwei yearned for that power as if he had taken drugs, the lotus lamp It was held in his hand, and he was reluctant to let go.

The figures in front of him were very familiar. Han Qiwei squinted his eyes and rushed up angrily, cursing: "Damn it! Zhou Tong!"

Zhou Tong stopped and saw the angry Han Qiwei. He smiled at the buffet waiters who had just got off work and kindly helped him see him off, and said, "Let's go first."

"Are you okay?" The waiter was very worried when he saw that Han Qiwei's arrival was not friendly.

"It's okay." Zhou Tong said, "He can't beat me."

Waiters: "..."

Han Qiwei punched Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong dodged calmly, Han Qiwei continued to punch, looking for Zhou Tong's direction in a daze, Zhou Tong almost didn't have to hide, the drunk Han Qiwei was like a weak chicken Similarly, there is no need for Zhou Tong to respond at all.

The more he couldn't hit, the more anxious he became. Han Qiwei jumped forward in anger, tripped over a stone, and fell to the ground.

Zhou Tong looked at the embarrassed Han Qiwei indifferently, and his eyes fell on the lotus lantern that Han Qiwei was still holding tightly in his hand.

The evil spirit on the lotus lantern is exactly the same as that of the dead man before. Are you targeting Han Qiwei?good choice.

After Zhou Tong left, Han Qiwei slept on the street, and the cold wind woke him up. Han Qiwei recalled what happened before. Under the stimulation of alcohol, he didn't remember much, only some vague fragments.

He fell to this point only because of lack of strength.

If he was a little stronger, a little stronger, wouldn't it be different?

The lotus lantern was still tightly held in his hand, and Han Qiwei gave up struggling completely at this moment.

Because for him, struggling is useless, he has already made a choice, otherwise, he would not have held on to this lotus lantern forever.

***

After sending the two into two rooms, Zhou Tong also opened an extra room for himself, lying on the bed, and under the influence of a small amount of alcohol, he fell asleep quickly.

In the dream, the moon and stars are rare.

On the top of the mountain, the night is low, the thin mountain mist hovers around, the shadows of the trees are whirling, shaking the ground mottled.

A man stood on the edge of the cliff, with his wide sleeves fluttering, holding a fife and played it softly. While the trees were shaking, small animals came out and surrounded him.

After the man finished playing a song, he put down the flute, looked up at the bright moon, and enjoyed the boundless wind and moon comfortably.

At this moment, there was commotion from the bottom of the mountain. Someone searched all the way up from the bottom of the mountain. After finding the man, he knelt down with a plop: "Vendor Master, it is now a critical period. You must not run around. If you disappear, you will No one of us can control the room full of cultivators."

The man's delicate brows were frowned, and he looked reluctant. He put the flute behind his back, and without looking at the man, he said coldly: "I see, I'm just here to blow the wind. Make a fuss, Follow me down the mountain."

"Yes yes yes! Owner!" The man happily nodded and bowed all the way to send the man down the mountain.

The sea breeze blew across his cheeks, bringing with it a fishy smell. Zhou Tong woke up from the cold. He turned on the light, only to realize that he forgot to close the window.

It is close to the sea, the temperature is not high at night, and the sea breeze blowing into the house is very cold.

Zhou Tong recalled the fragments in the dream, thinking, which period is this Ling Yuan?

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhou Tong opened the door, he saw Han Qiqing guarding the door, and asked in surprise, "Han Qiqing? What are you doing here?"

Han Qiqing said guiltily: "I'm so sorry last night, I drank too much, please take me to the hotel."

"It's okay." Zhou Tong said with a smile, "It's rare that you also let go of drinking."

"You're kidding me again." Han Qiqing said embarrassedly, scratching his face.

Zhou Tong smiled softly, and Han Qiqing's previous nervousness and embarrassment disappeared.

Zhou Tong asked: "However, you didn't just want to say this when you stood by my door early in the morning, did you?"

"Hmm." Han Qiqing took out a palm-sized card from his pocket, and handed it to Zhou Tong solemnly, "I invite you to attend the Three Great Celestial Masters Ceremony in the name of the young master of the Han family."

"It's a great honor." Zhou Tong put the card away, and the words "Three Celestial Masters Fahui" in gold came into view.

On the day of the official start, Han Qiqing went down the mountain to pick Zhou Tong up to the Han family. As the host, the Han family had countless distinguished guests. Han Qiqing got up early to pick Zhou Tong up the mountain as soon as possible, and then deal with the elders of the various families. .

Zhou Tong came out of the house with a yawn, saw Han Qiqing who was standing straight at the door, and said with a smile: "You still have to participate in the competition, can you feel better after getting up so early? I'll just go up the mountain by myself, it's not very Far."

"It doesn't matter, I'm already up and practicing at this point every day." Han Qiqing explained.

It was raining lightly outside, and the umbrella in Han Qiqing's hand was still dripping wet. Zhou Tong saw that his black eyes were indeed very clear without any sleepiness, and smiled: "A hardworking man."

Han Qiqing smiled embarrassedly, and said: "Since talent is inferior to others, you have to practice harder."

"Yes." Zhou Tong said, "Let's go, the rain will become heavier and heavier."

Ling Yuan, who had listened to the conversation between the two of them, curled his lips, and said to Zhou Tong: "You praise him for being diligent, but you are not diligent? Get up on time at six o'clock, and practice drawing talisman formations. You are still hiding so deep, I am afraid Be surpassed by him?"

"Let's put less pressure on him." Zhou Tong ignored Ling Yuan's nonsense, and walked into the car with Han Qiqing holding an umbrella. Seeing this, Ling Yuan said indifferently, "What do you care so much about him? You're going to die anyway." .”

When Zhou Tong heard this, the smile on his face faded a little, and he said, "Everyone is going to die."

Ling Yuan: "I..." Ling Yuan swallowed the last words abruptly, he hid himself in the pattern of Hu Bu, and didn't say another word along the way.

After arriving at Han's house, Han Qiqing settled Zhou Tong and went to receive other guests. It was already eight o'clock in the morning when he arrived on the mountain, and the guests rushed up from the foot of the mountain. Han Qiqing was as busy as a spinning top in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Tong sat in the gazebo, looking at the rain outside, feeling the coolness in the sweltering heat of the hot summer day, the tea in his hand was warm and refreshing, very delicious.

"Ling Yuan?" Zhou Tong called Ling Yuan, but Ling Yuan didn't speak. Zhou Tong took out the bronze halberd head and fiddled with it for a while in surprise, but Ling Yuan still didn't respond. Thinking of the previous skirmish between the two, Zhou Tong was helpless. Shaking his head, he put away the bronze halberd head, thinking to himself, Ling Yuan has lived for a long time, how could he still have such a temper like a child?

The rain outside suddenly stopped, and Zhou Tong looked up, only to find that it was not the rain that had stopped, but that someone had weaved a net to cover the Han family and block the rain. Outside, as Zhou Tong said, the rain The bigger it gets, the more overwhelming it becomes.

Looking at his phone, it was almost nine o'clock, so Zhou Tong put down his teacup and walked to the main hall with an umbrella.

Before the people arrived, they heard noisy shouts in the main hall. People from the three major families gathered here, from the elderly to the young, the room was full of people.

Today, the three families of Zhang, Han and Chu, the Zhang family and the Chu family are very prosperous, only the Han family, there are only a few, and the only ones who still have the orthodox Han surname are Han Qiqing, Han Qiwei and Han Chi.And the Zhang family and Chu family are full of juniors walking around, and the elders gather together in a prosperous manner.

In fact, it is a habit for everyone to say "Zhang Hanchu" when it comes to the three. In the early years, the Zhang family was the most powerful and ranked first. In fact, it was the Han family that ranked second, and the Chu family was the last. Now, if you seriously rank it, it should be Chu Zhang Han.

The Chu family is headed by Mrs. Chu, and a group of celestial masters in the family are famous, and Mrs. Chu is highly respected because of the reputation of saving a whole city by sacrificing himself; The family is different. More than [-] years ago, when suppressing the Yin soldiers of Qin Wangdao in Shaanxi, a lot of manpower was consumed. After decades of fighting, they failed to achieve a better result. Since the death of Han Qiqing's father, Han Chi , although the decline has eased, it is not as good as before.

This time, the Han family, as the host of the three great celestial masters, showed even more decline.

Han Chi's body was swollen from being bitten by leech eggs before, and he just got out of bed yesterday, and his walking posture was a bit wrong today. Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing secretly several times from the way he trembled at every step. He and Han Qiqing looked like they didn't agree with each other, and he didn't see how many contacts he really made for the Han family.Han Qiqing was the most serious of the three of them, but he lacked some sophistication in dealing with others.

When Zhou Tong focused on Han Qiqing, Han Qiqing was being suppressed by an elder of the Zhang family and could barely speak a word.

"Nephew Han Xian is not right." The elder surnamed Zhang spoke in a loud voice, intending to test the details of the Han family this time, and said, "I think that nephew Han Xian is very energetic, and he must have absorbed a lot of Qingfengshan. Is it the aura of your father? I don’t know how successful your father’s Tiangang Nine Suns formation is?"

"Ashamed and ashamed." Han Qiqing also guessed the other party's intentions, and said, "It's not even [-] percent."

"Humble, it must be humble."

Zhou Tong walked over, pretended to have something to do, and greeted Han Qiqing: "Mr. Han, the little raccoon came over just now and said that the Bodhi tree has borne fruit."

"Really?" Han Qiqing looked at Zhou Tong in surprise, "I'll go and have a look."

Everyone knows that the Han family has a bodhi tree that has lived for nearly [-] years, and it rarely bears fruit. Once it bears fruit, it proves that the Han family is full of aura.

Elder Zhang surnamed heard the words and felt hesitant, because the Han family has been sticking to Qingfeng Mountain for the past few years and rarely went out. There is a process for the spiritual energy to go back and forth. If the absorbed spiritual energy cannot be recycled, no matter how good the spiritual energy in the forest will be. There is a day of being exhausted.He heard that the Han family was always dead recently, so he wondered if the Han family had bad luck, and the good or bad luck could be seen from the amount of aura in the mountains.

This time, the bodhi tree bears fruit must be full of aura.

Rescued by Zhou Tong, Han Qiqing walked out of the crowd and heaved a sigh of relief, saying, "Thank you very much, if it wasn't for you, Uncle Zhang would have asked me out."

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Tong said, "When you succeed as the head of the family, you have to get used to it. Communication is fundamental."

"Yeah." Han Qiqing nodded seriously, "I know." He rested for a while in a corner where no one saw him and was about to continue into the crowd, Zhou Tong grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going? "

"Accepting guests?" Han Qiqing didn't understand what Zhou Tong meant.

Zhou Tong said: "The Bodhi has come to fruition, why don't you go and see it?"

"What?" Han Qiqing was taken aback, his eyes were full of surprise, "Isn't this an excuse for me to rescue me?"

"I want to help you out, but it's not an excuse. The only thing that's not true is that Bodhi didn't tell me the result of Bodhi, but I discovered it myself."

Han Qiqing was overjoyed when he heard the words, pulled Zhou Tong and walked back: "Go! Go and have a look!"

Walking to the bodhi tree, the huge bodhi tree looks like a huge bouquet, and the leaves show a simple dark green due to the precipitation of history. Only the small land on that side breaks through the aura cover and accepts the rain of heaven and earth. baptism.

Seeing this, Han Qiqing was a little disappointed, and it didn't bear fruit as Zhou Tong said.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Tong smiled, pointed to a spot on the branch, and said softly, "Look."

When Han Qiqing heard the words and looked over, he saw a small fruit in that place. With the washing of the rain, the fruit grew up little by little.

Han Qiqing stared at the fruit, unblinkingly watching the fruit as he pounded it. Small and small fruits gradually connected together, forming a dense patch.

Han Qiqing knelt down and kowtowed heavily at the ten-thousand-year-old Bodhi tree, but did not straighten his bent waist, and Han Qiqing tapped his hands on the ground tightly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Zhou Tong sighed silently. The old Bodhi tree probably felt the plight of the Han family and was willing to sacrifice the aura he had absorbed for so long to cheer up the Han family, right?

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Tong suddenly noticed a vague shadow among the branches. The man was wearing a crescent-colored robe, with long hair fluttering and blown by the wind. He was lying on a branch, letting the rain He slapped him on the face, stretched out his slender white fingers indifferently, twisted it lightly, and the fruit fell into his hands, and the round nails rubbed lightly on the fruit skin, and the shell split in two. The man put the fruit in his mouth and sucked it in.

Zhou Tong blinked, and the man disappeared, leaving only a blue shadow that sucked up all the Bodhi fruits like a wind-blown cloud. Zhou Tong saw that the plump and rosy fruits were sucked by Ling Yuan without leaving anything behind. dry aura...

Zhou Tong: "...Hey, you are going too far."

Ling Yuan didn't respond to Zhou Tong, and quietly got into the pattern, pretending to be dead.

Zhou Tong: "..."

Zhou Tong suddenly felt speechless, as if he felt that the old tree was crying, and all the spiritual energy accumulated for so many years was fed to an irrelevant person, no, a spiritual body that is not even a human being!

Han Qiqing straightened up after crying. He wiped away his tears, and when he looked at the Bodhi tree, he unexpectedly found that all the fruits on the tree were shriveled. Zhou Tong didn't know how to explain it, and simply kept silent as if he hadn't seen anything.

Han Qiqing figured it out by himself, and said with a serious face: "The old tree is almost at the end of the road, and I am willing to help each other. I have to work hard for the Han family."

He walked out of the protective area of ​​the aura cover, climbed up the bodhi tree, picked a shriveled fruit, peeled off the husk and put it in his mouth. The flesh with almost no water tasted dry and bitter between his lips and teeth. Han Qiqing didn't realize it, and seriously ate the fruit.

Zhou Tong couldn't bear to look any further, and silently turned around...

After the official start, the important figures of the three great families gathered together. The purpose of this three celestial masters ceremony is to learn skills, so as not to let the younger generation neglect the skills caused by the lazy wind, and the second is to decide the next ten years. The person who kept the altar wood in Tianyan town in [-].

Zhentan wood is also known as "Zhentan wood", "Fengzhi" and "Jingban".This "Tianyan Town Altar Wood", which has been passed down for nearly a thousand years in the three major families, is made of willow, mulberry, pagoda tree, big-leaf poplar, and neem five ghost woods. The black dog is mixed with the blood of the old rooster's comb, these are nothing, at most it is difficult to obtain materials, and it is not impossible to imitate. The most precious thing is the sky eye in the altar wood of the sky eye town.

Tianyan, also known as "Nine-Eyed Stone Dzi Bead", was originally one of the seven treasures of Tibetan secrets, and has always been believed to be the "Stone from Heaven". It is a treasure recognized by the three great families.It’s just that I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s extremely difficult to drive the Tianyan Town altar wood. Even the old master Chu couldn’t make the Tianyan Town altar wood work. This treasure has been placed in the three great families, and they take turns to keep it .

In the previous term, it was the Zhang family who kept the "Tianyan Town Altar Wood", and this custodian will be decided by the three great celestial masters this time.

The elders of several families performed the ceremony according to the usual practice, and after offering sacrifices to the heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, they invited out the "Tianyan Town Altar Wood".

Zhou Tong had long heard that there was such a secret treasure in the three great aristocratic families, and he was very curious. He stood in the crowd and watched carefully, but saw a person who was not surprised.