Biography of Xi Shan

It was pitch black all around, with dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, and the bare branches intertwined. Under the haze, it looked like a dead man's skeleton exuding a decadent atmosphere.

The young man in his arms was sleeping soundly, his face gradually turned rosy, his eyes that were as bright as stars were covered by his tightly closed eyelids.

Chen Daozhen smiled lightly, and there seemed to be light in front of his eyes. He raised his head again, and the darkness gradually dissipated. Thick leaves grow on the bare branches, and the ground is overgrown with colorful flowers.

Chen Daozhen frowned in surprise, and calmly stabilized his figure.

What he saw when he came here for the first time was the same dark forest. Fear, depression, and countless dark emotions shrouded his surroundings. He felt that danger was approaching in the darkness...

It turned out that everything was just a reflection of his heart. No wonder Xiaojing was so calm and composed that he didn't have the slightest fear. What he saw was probably the beautiful scenery of mountains and plains full of purples and reds.

He finally understood what Xiaojing said about the mystery of the secret realm of the fantasy sea, what he saw was what he felt, and what he encountered was what he feared.

Chen Daozhen believed that this place was dangerous, and all he saw was boundless darkness, but when he remembered that this was the place where Jinger grew up, where he played and played, and practiced martial arts here to avoid laziness, he felt that everything here was bright and everywhere. All are flowers.

As he went deeper into this place, the ground shook for a while, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth, and then a giant white-haired lion galloped towards him. The sunlight flickered, and the giant lion stopped in the backlight and moved towards Chen Daozhen. He slapped him with a slap.

A gust of wind swept over, and Chen Daozhen circulated his true energy and sank down to wait.

But Wushou suddenly stopped attacking, it tilted its huge head, and its eyes were attracted by the boy in Chen Daozhen's arms.

Immediately, it gave a low growl, circled around happily, and gently swept towards the two of them with its thick and long tail.

"Take me to see the master."

Wushou blinked his big moist eyes, turned around and ran suddenly, Chen Daozhen chased after him, and went deep into the woods.

The two of them and the beast came to an open space. The white-haired old man was meditating. He raised his head slowly when he heard the sound. The hoarse voice was old and weak: "Wu Shou, go play."

Wushou looked in Jingji's direction reluctantly, and let out a whining cry, with his body lying down in a pleading gesture.

"Go."

Wushou turned around slowly, and left listlessly.

"Why did Master ask me to bring Xiaojing here?"

"Put Xiaojing down and sit in front of me."

Chen Daozhen carried Xiaojing to an open space, swept away the weeds on the ground with his sleeves, then took off his coat and folded it into a pillow-sized size and placed it behind the boy's head. After finishing everything, he walked back to the ancestor.

The old ancestor looked the same, he stroked his long beard, and said slowly: "What are your future plans?"

"The ghost master is not dead, this junior can't sleep at night, and it's hard to feel at ease. When Jing'er recovers, this junior will find the ghost master to fight to the death."

The ancestor's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the Nine Heavens Sword without a trace, and said with a hint: "This sword has the power to destroy the world, and when the human sword unites, it is the moment when the blood stains the earth."

Chen Daozhen closed his eyes and remained silent, he lowered his face for a while and smiled sinisterly: "I'm afraid that before that time, the ghost master has already washed the martial arts with blood."

The old ancestor kept silent and slowly got up and walked towards Jing Ji, suddenly pulled him up and made him sit cross-legged, and moved his hands in the air to mobilize his true energy to hit his back.

"Jinger!"

The ancestor closed his eyes tightly, and his voice was ethereal and empty, as if coming from all directions, "The old man is dying now, and now I have passed on a century-old skill to Xiaojing. , I hope you think twice about the Nine Heavens Sword before you act, once the killing starts, blood will flow for nine days..."

Chen Daozhen held the Nine Heavens Sword firmly with his lips pursed, the red light in his eyes flashed past, and he lowered his eyes for a long while to gradually calm down his anger.

Qi Ran's cry came from the depths of the woods, and a legless old man sat in the grass. The old man's face was wrinkled, his clothes were ragged, and he looked weird and wanton.

Chen Daozhen obviously recognized him, his vigilance eased a little, and he looked at Jing Ji without blinking.

The face of the ancestor changed little by little, the smooth and thick white hair gradually became messy and sparse, countless wrinkles appeared on his face, his eyes were cloudy, and his palms became as dry as sticks.

Seeing that the old ancestor's expression changed, he let go of Jing Ji and slowly fell backwards.

Chen Daozhen strode forward and hugged Jing Ji in his arms, and supported the ancestor again.

Kong Fang flew over, with a sad face drooping.

The ancestor took out an old secret book from his arms, the handwriting on it had turned yellow, and the footer was slightly rolled up, making it look very old.

"I only taught Xiaojing the first three layers of "The Sutra of the Strange Star". This cheat book is the complete "Sutra of the Strange Star", and everything about the Shen family is recorded in the back. Give it to Xiaojing for me." The old man Zu handed the cheat book to Kong Fang.

Kong Fang shook his head and refused to answer: "You old man gave it to him yourself, you don't want your disciple to keep such an important thing."

The old ancestor smiled: "I've lived too long, it's time to rest, let it go, I'm relieved to have you in the Xishan School."

Kong Fang's eyes were red, his master worked so hard for such a little bastard, he asked this old man to help Liu Muyan when he was dying, and he still had to think about the Xishan faction when he was about to die.

"I'm going to call the two junior brothers over and let him cry too."

"You child, don't mess around." The ancestor looked at Chen Daozhen again, and seeing his sad face, he couldn't help being moved, and said slowly: "I seem to have many things to tell you, but I seem to have forgotten them all. give it to you."

"I promise you, I will take good care of him."

The old ancestor waved his hand and looked into the distance through the woods. Wushou crouched in the grass and looked at it quietly. Although it didn't make the slightest sound, it exuded a mournful aura.

Seeing that the ancestor saw him, Wushou walked slowly and calmly, bent down and squatted aside respectfully.

The ancestor smiled slightly: "I'm old, I can't climb your head."

Wushou seemed to be moved, stretched out his huge palm, lifted the Patriarch on top of his head, and slowly accompanied him to the depths of the mysterious realm of the Illusory Sea.

"Where are you taking my master, you little bastard?"

The voice of the ancestor came from the air: "Don't look for me, I have my own home..."

Kong Fang's eyes were cloudy and red.

Chen Daozhen put down Jing Ji, knelt down straight, and kowtowed three times in the direction that the ancestor was going away.

Kong Fang snorted: "You have a little conscience, kid."

Chen Daozhen pursed his lips, he hugged Jing Ji, touched his cool cheek, and asked, "When will Xiao Jing wake up?"

"He won't wake up for a while." Kong Fang replied casually.

Chen Daozhen's sharp eyes suddenly looked at him.

Kong Fang shrank back in shock from his aura, recovered himself and said: "Give you 150 years of skill, can you digest it? Xiaojing has a special body, and deep sleep will only be good for him. Don't worry, it will last ten years." Eight years, or three to five years, he will wake up."

Kong Fang secretly took a look at Chen Daozhen, thinking that he would be furious, but he didn't want to see Chen Daozhen's face was indifferent, and said in a dull tone: "This is better, this is better."

As he spoke, he was about to pick up Jing Ji and leave, but Kong Fang jumped in front of him to stop him and said, "Where are you going?"

Chen Daozhen said: "Take him back to the Wuji Sect."

"You silly boy, wouldn't it be safer for you to leave him in the secret realm of the fantasy sea? No one knows he is here now, and the secret realm of the fantasy sea is safer than any other place, and with me and Wushou here guarding him, naturally he can Make sure nothing goes wrong."

Chen Daozhen frowned and pondered.

"Or are you worried about old age?"

"Your junior doesn't mean that." Chen Daozhen said resolutely, "In that case, junior thank you here, and I will pick him up when I finish my work."

"Well, there is a small hut ahead, you carry him and follow me there."

Kong Fang jumped nimbly, faster than normal people, Chen Daozhen hugged Jing Ji and chased after him, and arrived at the said hut in a short while.

"I gave him the room inside, you can carry him in."

This is a simple hut, but all kinds of flowers are planted around it. Open the wooden door and you will see the room without any partitions.

The bed was covered with a blue mattress, and beside the bed were a small wooden sword and an old little tiger doll, with a hole in the fabric, exposing the cotton inside.

Chen Daozhen put Jing Ji on the bed, took a look at the tiger doll with a tiger head and a tiger brain, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This was originally Xiaojing's room. He had seen this doll and the little wooden sword before, and they were one of Xiaojing's few playthings when he was young.

He covered Jing Ji with the quilt, looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man and sighed silently.

"Jing'er, don't worry, no one will hurt you in the future, not a single one."

no more...never...

The autumn wind is blowing everywhere, the frivolous waves are shimmering, and the lake water flows slowly, causing layers of shallow and invisible water ripples.

The witch stared blankly at the surface of the water, and slowly put her hand into the water.

The scalding lake water made her shudder, and she withdrew her hand abruptly.

"Ms. Wu, what are you doing here?" A young and hearty voice suddenly sounded.

The witch frowned, he pressed the red back of his hand without any trace, and stood up silently.

The person who came was Awang. His original name was Lin and his name was Yao. Awang was his baby name.In the past few years, he followed Chen Daozhen's instructions, and was often accompanied by the witch, who taught him some common Gu techniques and medical principles. Now he is not very accomplished in martial arts, but he has practiced a lot of heresy.

In the past few years, Lin Yao's body has grown taller, his eyebrows have gradually opened, and he has the handsomeness of a young man.

Seeing that the witch didn't pay attention to him, Lin Yao was not surprised. He smiled and said, "Ma'am, sister Xiaowan will get married tomorrow, she told me to take you to watch the ceremony."

"Tomorrow?" The witch murmured.

Lin Yao looked at her with folded arms and said, "That's right, it's tomorrow, which is June [-]th."

The witch nodded, turned around and left.

Lin Yao looked at her back, feeling strange in his heart.He followed quickly, and asked with a smile: "Ma'am, shall I pick you up tomorrow?"

The witch stopped in her tracks and said in a daze, "Okay."

Lin Yao felt more and more weird. The witch has a bad temper and is not easy to be kind to others. Although everyone knows that she is a soft-spoken person, they have less contact with her after all.

It was reasonable for Lin Xiaowan to invite her to watch the ceremony, but it was unexpected for Wu Wuzi to agree. This is really an unprecedented and strange thing.

Seeing the witch walking farther and farther away, Lin Yao let go of his worries and hurriedly followed.

Early the next morning, the entire Land of No Desire burst into joy, and every family changed into new clothes to attend Lin Xiaowan's wedding.

The witch watched them walk towards the end of the village with cold eyes, and after the crowds were quiet, Fang turned and ran towards the lake.She ran all the way and hurried to the pool.

"Haha, I caught you." Lin Yao twirled a weed, sat by the pool and looked at her with a smile.

The witch frowned, and said in a vicious voice, "Get lost."

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows and said: "Ma'am, there are two paths now, either you take me with you, or... I will take you."

The witch glanced at him.

Lin Yao said: "Let's go, the time has come, if you don't go, it will be too late." After he finished speaking, he jumped into the water and swam towards the passage.

Seeing this, the witch didn't delay any longer, and immediately jumped down.

The two of them swam out along the passage, and got out of the water pool in the woods, and it took only a moment before and after.

Lin Yao looked at the vast forest in front of him, cheered, and stood up in the water.

The witch left the pool, turned around and left.

"Wait for me." Lin Yao hurriedly followed, and the two of them walked out while still dripping with water.

Lin Yao asked, "Ma'am, shall we go to Brother Xiaojing?"

The witch stopped her footsteps and said solemnly: "Something must have happened to him."

Lin Yao's complexion changed, he hesitated and said: "Ma'am, don't think too much, he has extraordinary martial arts and my master is by his side, how could something happen."

"Excellent martial arts?" Wu Wuzi sneered, "It's time for you to come out and learn more."

Lin Yao was at a loss for words, and complained to himself.

The witch said: "If he hadn't encountered trouble, he would definitely come back to see me. He has been away for six full years."

Lin Yao sneered and said, "Brother Xiaojing will also come to see me when he comes back. Why does he have to see you? Who are you?"

The sorceress was stepped on by him, her face turned cold for a moment, she said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just shut your stinky mouth."

Lin Yao snorted coldly, a hero does not suffer from immediate losses.

The two traveled day and night to the Xishan sect, but when they approached Xishan, the witch hesitated again, showing a timid look of being close to home.

Seeing her like this, Lin Yao said, "Otherwise, I will go to the Xishan School to find him and bring him down the mountain to meet you."

At the moment the two were sitting in the lobby of the restaurant, Wu Wuzi was about to agree, but seeing many people around her cast curious glances at her because of her strange appearance, she couldn't help but sullen, her eyes full of gloom.

If her child is well, why bother to see each other.

Lin Yao looked indifferent, he came out this time firstly to meet Jing Ji and Chen Daozhen, secondly because he wanted to come out for a while.If he hadn't practiced martial arts, and hadn't heard Jingji talk about the outside world, he might have stayed in the Land of No Desire his whole life, but as long as he had moved his mind, it would be a matter of time before he left the Land of No Desire, that is, to travel the world , it doesn't matter where you go or what you do.

Of course, it would be great if he could be with Brother Xiaojing.

The two ate with their own concerns, Lin Yao peeled off a peanut and threw it into his mouth, just as he was about to comfort the witch, a group of people came in one after another.

The leader was a chubby big monk, who walked with a swagger, he said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, come to a few tables of wine and food, and prepare a private room, and serve some good dishes to my master!"

Lin Yao chewed the peanuts, staring straight at those people.

The drunkard turned his head to look at him suddenly, and said coldly: "What are you looking at? Look at me digging out your dog's eyes."

Lin Yao smiled, hooked his fingers and said, "Come and dig."

The drunkard head rose up against the table, and the thunder was furious, but all the disciples of the Wuji Sect looked normal, presumably because they were used to seeing the drunkard head make trouble, and when the food came, they ate their meals on their own.

The drunkard was about to teach Lin Yao a lesson, but he heard Chen Daozhen's faint voice: "Drunkard, do you want to make trouble again?"

Chen Daozhen walked into the store slowly. His long robe was as black as ink, almost blending with his hair. He had a gloomy face, but he had a permeating aura.

Lin Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then carefully looked at Chen Daozhen.

Chen Daozhen wore ordinary coarse linen clothes back then in the Land of No Desire, and although his speech and manner were cold, he was much gentler than he is now. Today, he is wearing a luxurious robe, his face is as deep as water, and his imposing manner is very different from him back then.

Lin Yao was a little undecided. After six years, he had already somewhat forgotten what Chen Daozhen looked like.

Chen Daozhen seemed to have noticed something, turned his head to look at him coldly, and frowned when he saw the witch.

The witch looked at him and murmured in a low voice: "Chen Daozhen."

Lin Yao got up abruptly and called out in surprise, "Master!"

The drunkard head was furious: "You brat, where are you going to seek connections? You also called my master?"

Chen Daozhen signaled the drunkard to be quiet, he walked towards the two of them, and called softly, "Ms. Wu."

The witch lowered her voice and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here. Where is Yun'er, take me to see him quickly."

Chen Daozhen lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice for a long time: "He is very safe now, but now is not a good time for you to meet, you and I must be patient."

The witch's heart shuddered and her face turned pale.

Lin Yao reminded in a low voice: "Master, I am Ngawang."

Chen Daozhen looked at him and said, "You forgot, I haven't accepted you as a disciple yet."

Lin Yao smiled and said: "But I have already mastered the martial arts you taught me. As long as you teach me, I will definitely learn them all."

Looking at the two of them, Chen Daozhen suddenly had a plan, his eyes were secretive, and he said slowly: "I accept you as my apprentice, but at the same time I have something I want you to do for me."

"Despite your orders, this disciple should do his best."