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Now, on the sacred mountain where Lichen was born, there is also a struggle for power and intrigue. A group of witches, big and small, fight no worse than the Han people who fell in the pile of mortals.This fight is for the position of "Sorcerer God" that has been vacant for thousands of years.For thousands and 200 years, the person in charge of the sacred mountain is the "Witch Immortal" who is under one person and above tens of thousands of people. He is only one step away from the "Witch God", but he can't break through the "roof" of the paper window in his whole life.Witch Immortals can only be regarded as defective products of Witch Gods. They are left in their minds. They miss them too much and are eager for them.

Ever since the witch fairy Bai Ze released the words a year ago, saying that the witch god will return to his throne within ten years, the inside and outside words have alluded to this once-in-a-thousand-year witch god. Lively.Both groups of people coincidentally matched this insinuation with Kunlun one by one—who else has hair like this flowing silver?Who else has blue eyes and snow-white complexion?Who else can have the ability to escape the non-stop siege and pursuit for half a year?

This is a floating variable. If the variable is not eliminated, the "Sorcerer God" cultivated by one side will not be able to return to its place smoothly. ?

The other party is different. They have been excluded from the circle of power all year round. If they want to regain power, they have to start anew and support the new master. After success, there will be great benefits.

Fortunately, this "Witch God Blank" has not yet "flyed up", and there is still a weakness in his body.

The two groups of people who want him to die and those who want to keep him alive secretly "fight" on the sacred mountain time and time again, releasing all kinds of ghosts and snakes to explore the way. The "weakness" close at hand almost missed it.

In the end, the group of people who kept him alive moved quickly, found the "weak point" first, planted the most insidious and difficult Gu first, controlled the situation first, buckled seven inches accurately, and hit it with one blow.At that time, the group of witches and witches hadn't seen Kunlun's ruthlessness, and they didn't know that this "witch god boy" was always looking forward to "burning jade and stone together", thinking that as long as he could hold his heart, he could threaten him for the rest of his life.I didn't know that when he became ruthless, he could cut out his heart and put it aside, bite to death the people who touched his heart one by one, and then hug the heart to die.

At that time, Kunlun, who had been taken by heart, passed the word back through the elders in the village, and asked them to take the lead in talking.After talking for a quarter of an hour, the leader left a pill, saying that the Gu can only be temporarily suppressed, and that they have to take a pill of their special medicine every season to appease the Gu insects in the body. Life devoured the pain of the heart and lungs, and died slowly, a painful and miserable death.

The tricks are exhausted, just to count Kunlun, can they not let them do what they want?

Kunlun said "yes".Let him feed the pills and see how the medicine works before going on the road.

After feeding the medicine, Rourou woke up an hour later, the two of them had already missed the reunion.The long-awaited reunion is more frightening in Rourou, the panic after waking up from a big dream, and the confusion of not being able to distinguish dreams from reality.He hugged Kunlun tightly and refused to let go.So Kunlun carried him on the road until the foot of Laifeng Mountain.Laifeng Mountain is the entrance to the sacred mountain, and mortals stop there.The big witches and the little witches change their earthly clothes here, all in white robes, without exception, they climb up to the top of the mountain with hair and bare feet.

Kunlun also wore a white robe, and climbed eighteen thousand stone steps barefoot, with five hundred witches at his side, and a huge crowd surrounded him to go up and forward.Halfway through the climb, Kunlun stood down and took a serious look at the fleshy flesh that was crying out of shape.As soon as he stopped, the crowd rose and fell, even a little tense, afraid that the little meat at the foot of the mountain would cry the once-in-a-thousand-year witch god back to the world.However, Kunlun just took a deep look, then turned his back, hiding in the sea of ​​people, the same style of white robe rushed past, and there was no news.

After Kunlun left, the little fat left on Flesh's body fell off in a dozen days, and he sat there alone with his bony bones for a whole day.The old sister cried secretly, and secretly asked the elders in the village to deliver a letter to Shenshan, waiting eagerly, hoping that Kunlun would come once or twice, at least feed the meat to look a little better before going back.Otherwise, it would be fatal for such a painful little person to lose weight like this!

I don't know if the letter was delivered or not, but Kunlun never came back anyway, and his fleshy skin also became hopelessly thinner, all at the same time, gradually taking on the slender appearance of a young man.He experienced death and separation at a young age.The generation of the deceased has been buried for many years, and after all fades away.Birth and separation is the abrupt removal of a person from life.After it was removed, the child grew up quickly without anyone to rely on, rely on, or take refuge in.

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In He Jingzhen's tragic youth, there was always a hope, which may be called "delusion".He always believed that Kunlun could be "redeemed".Saving money for lack of money, building momentum for lack of power, and gathering means for lack of means. After some accumulation, when the critical point is reached, you can exchange things with those white-robed people and exchange them for a living Kunlun.This hope is both consolation and comfort, supporting him to live alone, and to live tenaciously towards the final reunion.

In the first year when Kunlun left, a few men in white robes would come to Shenshan Mountain every season, leaving behind a pill of medicine to suppress Gu insects and enough gold, silver and rice for his survival, but there was no word.At that time, when he was young, he would still follow closely, asking all the way, asking only three questions over and over again: "Where did you take Kunlun? Why didn't he come back with you? Did he say when he would come back?" The white robes seemed to be dead, no matter how much he pleaded, how much he hung on them and wept, he just focused on driving them on their way.They don't go, float.The lowest witch attendants in Shenshan can all float, and they float so fast that a child can't keep up with them.

A year later, the white robes came again, a large group came, they carried him away, after a long trek, they arrived at an unknown land after half a month.Then he unloaded dozens of carts in an orderly manner one by one, stuffing them into the pre-arranged corners, which seemed to have taken care of his basic necessities of life for the next ten years or so.After unloading the group, only one white robe was left to deal with the aftermath.It has been a long time since He Jingzhen remembers the specific process.I just remember that when he was still young at that time, he was stunned by the kind of overbearing and arrogant, unable to say a word, and never dared to touch the money and things sent by Shenshan—if he ate others, he would not be able to spit it out. What can Kunlun do?

It seems ridiculous now, at that time He Jingzhen was restrained by this idea, until he left southern Xinjiang to wander in troubled times, he was eating, drinking and spending himself (at least in his own opinion), and the things sent by Shenshan were piled up. He also let them be dusty and ashes.

It was only later that I found out that more than half of the dozens of carts were given to Xiao Yishan.It is a small part of He Jingzhen's remuneration for all expenses under his sect.

Xiao Yishan's reputation is too great, and in troubled times, with such a huge amount of fame, he can't live anywhere.What's more, there are countless people who have spared no effort to add fuel to his fiery reputation.Among the few remaining emperors, two love to "praise" him. One said that he was "a master of writing and a pure man", and the other said that he was "a man who is a teacher of a hundred generations, and a word is the law of the world". Almost on par with the sage, it’s nasty enough, but it’s not enough, and I have to follow the example of the ancients who "visit the thatched cottage three times" and ask him to come out of the mountain, so as to raise a batch of reading seeds for the troubled times that are heading towards the intersection of Taiping "for the future".This "master" and "children" who are "masters of writing and deficits" once dispatched themselves to the southwest of thousands of miles of miasma, and planned to die there and then ask their children to help their spirits and return to their hometowns and fallen leaves to return to their roots.The old man is stubborn and stubborn, he doesn't accept anyone's love, and doesn't give anyone's face, but he is really good at learning, and he is worthy of being called "the teacher of the century".It is not surprising that Kunlun was able to break through the joints all the way to entrust He Jingzhen to him. Shenshan's hand-eye skills are just the tip of the iceberg here.According to the old man himself, it would be better not to bring a single apprentice!It is best not to be contaminated by people and things in troubled times if you are good at learning and good articles.But in the end, he still accepted three apprentices.One is from the Xue family in the south of the Yangtze River, and the other is from the Zhou family in Longxi.No matter how impressive the public reputation is, it is also a matter of 30 years in Hedong and 40 years in Hexi.Only the power that is old enough to be hidden is terrifying, and showing a corner is intimidating.