Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Hundreds of years ago, there was a king's capital in the world, which was next to Taiyin Xianshan.

The most important place in Wangdu is called Wentianliao, where the Twelve Immortals of the Lingtai are enshrined, and they are responsible for divination and inquiring about the secrets of heaven, and they are closely connected with all the great immortal sects.

There are two envoys in charge of Wentian Liao, left and right, and Yun Hai's father is one of them.

It was a majestic and dangerous job, envied and envied.In good times, the scenery is the same, but in bad times, the family is destroyed.

The first time Yun Hai saw Ming Wu Huaxin was in Wentianliao's guest house.

He was still young at that time, spoiled and spoiled, he regarded Wentianliao as his second residence, and often played around in the porch of the guest residence.

The other day he was chasing a pine marten through the corridor and nearly bumped his head against a visitor.

Without hesitation, a gust of wind that rose out of nowhere blocked him, and then put a palm against his forehead that was facing forward.

The people in charge of looking after him shouted "Be careful" and ran over with a huff.Hastily picked him up and took a few steps back, bowed his head in front of the visitor, looking cautious and frightened.

Only Yun Hai, ignorant and fearless, raised his head curiously.

That day, Huaxin looked like a human being, and he didn't follow the white deer in the portrait, and he didn't mention his world-illuminating lamp in his hand.He was dressed in the plainest white clothes, and his long hair was tied up casually, with an uncarved wooden hairpin slanted across it.

Obviously it is the most common appearance on Wangdu Street, but it still makes people dumbfounded,

When Yun Hai came back to his senses, Hua Xin had already walked to the end of the corridor, stepped into the living room, the white dress swept across the high threshold, turned around and disappeared.

Yun Hai turned his head, raised his face and asked the person who looked after him: "Who is that?"

They "shushed", carried him away from the living room, and went to the back of the corridor before whispering: "That's my lord's fairy friend."

At that time, Yun Hai knew very little, let alone the rules among immortals.

He only knew ignorantly that he was a celestial being with great supernatural powers.He has a very personal relationship and is a friend.

He thought that "fairy friend" was such a person, but later found that that person only appeared once in a few years.

***

The second time Yun Hai saw Ming Wu Huaxin was six years later.

The royal capital was in chaos and miasma, and the envoy of Wentianliao had already changed.His father was framed, and most of the people in the mansion lost their lives. For a while, the huge family mansion was completely wiped out.

He is still young, but he has become the son of a sinner, and his original name and surname cannot be used.Following a group of refugees all the way south, they stumbled into the Yuyang area.

At that time, Yuyang was afraid of being affected by disasters and hastily sealed off the city, and the refugees had nowhere to go, so they had to temporarily live in a wild temple in the mountains.

The winter was extremely cold that year, and most of those refugees did not survive a month.As a result, in those mountain and wild temples, dead bodies piled up in threes and fives, and there was a lot of resentment, which also attracted a lot of evil spirits and ghosts.

After one winter passed, there were not many living people in the mountains and fields.

Yun Hai is one of them.

That day, he snatched food from a half-crippled yin thing, dragged his broken leg, covered his scratched left eye, and hid in a cave.

He curled up behind the rock, wiped the blood from his eyes, grabbed the piece of meat from unknown origin, and opened his mouth to bite.Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a lamp in the cold night in the mountains and forests.

Yun Hai had already developed a habit, before he could see who and what it was, he would get up and hide.

But the lights were too fast.

Before he could take a step, the lantern bearer was already standing in front of him.

Yun Hai remembered that face, even though he only saw it once, even though he shouldn't remember it.But he just remembered it clearly, so that after six years, he could still recognize it at a glance.

It was none other than the visitor who asked Tianliao back then, his father's fairy friend.

Yun Hai still looked up at him, his movements were the same as when he was a child.

It's just that his eyes were wide open at the beginning, full of curiosity.Now he was blind in one eye, with half-dried blood, and his face was numb.

He dragged his broken leg and knelt behind Leng Shi, looking numbly at the person who glanced at him back then, and heard the other person say: "I was entrusted by someone, I will pick you up."

The voice was very pleasant, falling through the mist of the cold night, it almost made people hear the wind.

Mortals are really strange.I didn’t cry when my family was scattered, I didn’t cry when I became a refugee and a beggar, I didn’t cry when I was cold and hungry, I didn’t cry when I lost my leg and blind...

He just heard someone say "I'll pick you up", but his eyes turned red.

Yun Hai held the dead flesh in his hands, expressionless, looking at Ming Wu Hua Xin with red eyes.

When the other party reached out his hand, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed the hand that was touching his forehead, and bit down.

He bit it so hard that he tasted blood instantly.

He thought with catharsis and resentment in the smell of blood: Isn't it Xianyou?Since you are a friend, where were you when you were framed?Where were you when you died?Where were you when your family was broken? !

Who are you entrusted with, and how can you come to pick me up? !

He was clearly thinking in his heart, but the other party seemed to be able to hear him.

After a while, that pleasant voice sounded above his head: "The Lingtai has its own rules, and I can't meddle in those human affairs."

The voice is gentle and pleasant, but there is no deep emotion - there is no sadness of the death of a friend, no guilt of standing by, not even a little bit of pity, it seems to be hard-hearted.

But after a long time, Yun Hai realized: The immortal has great powers, so he shouldn't have bitten his hand, let alone bleeding profusely from the bite.

The opponent could block but didn't block, just let him bite and vent.

After trying to understand this, he finally let go of his mouth slowly.

Hua Xin didn't wipe the cut and blood on his hands, but bent down to check his injured eyes and broken leg, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back for treatment."

Yun Hai tilted his head to give up his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't go."

Hua Xin didn't care about his resistance, but was a little surprised and said: "Is the tongue still there?"

Yun Hai: "..."

"I thought I couldn't speak anymore." Hua Xin said, raising her hand.

A white deer sprang out from the woods behind, he put Yun Hai on the back of the white deer, and led the white deer down the mountain.

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would fall, Yun Hai couldn't move when he got on Bai Lu's back, so he had to lie obediently on it.Hearing Hua Xin ask: "How old is it?"

Yun Hai sneered in his heart: He doesn't even know anything about these things, yet he dares to call him "friend of immortals".

Hua Xin remained calm: "Xiandu ages slowly, I don't remember these things."

Yun Hai: "Eleven."

Hua Xin asked again: "What's your name?"

Yun Hai sneered in his heart again.

Hua Dao said, "From now on, the common name will not be used. This generation will follow the word Yun, so you will be called... Yun Hai."

Yun Hai: "..."

Although I haven't mentioned my last name for a long time, I really can't remember it clearly.But when he heard this, he was still sad, but he couldn't move, so he could only close his eyes.

From then on, he was called Yun Hai.

***

Ordinary people can't climb the 33-story tower of Taiyin Xianshan, so naturally they can't reach Xiandu.

What Hua Xin said "take you back to treat your wounds" refers to placing him in Hua's house.

Others said "Anton", but in Yun Hai's eyes, it meant leaving him at Hua's house.

At that time, the Hua family was not in Taohuazhou, and there were not as many disciples as later, but it was still very prosperous.

Most of the disciples of the Hua family entered Taoism with the sword, and a small number of them practiced medicine.No matter which one you major in, you have a lot of homework every day.

Only Yun Hai didn't have his own sword, nor did he have any alchemy to practice.

After his eyes and legs were healed, he was so busy that he wandered around Hua's house every day.

He asked the Patriarch of the Hua family, and also the elders of the various halls, what should he practice?Or, when will he have his own sword?

As a result, both the head of the family and the elders, while praising him as a genius, rare in a hundred years, and excellent bones, shirked that he was an apprentice personally accepted by Lingtai Xianshou Huaxin, and they couldn't do it for them. If you overstep, you still have to wait for Xianshou to teach you in person.

"Then he is here to teach!" Yun Hai said.

The head of the family and the elders couldn't answer anything, they could only laugh dryly.

After repeating it several times, Yun Hai no longer asked himself such a boring question, and never asked those questions again.Sometimes when other disciples were practicing swords, he would just watch from the side.He also took a few shots to practice alchemy.

But most of the time, he wasted in the Library Pavilion.

There are statues and portraits of Huaxin in Zangshu Pavilion.He sometimes grabs a volume and can sit in front of that portrait all day.Half in a daze, half complaining.

Teenagers are high-tempered and can't stand neglect.

Besides, he really wants to learn something quickly...

He was tortured for two years inexplicably, until he almost lost his temper, and only then did he see Huaxin again.

Hua Xin seems to have forgotten that he is the only apprentice, and he didn't come to Hua's house that day to find him.But Yun Hai would not let go of the opportunity, and grabbed Hua Xin before leaving.

He obediently called "Master" first, and then asked: "All the disciples are cultivating, but I am the only one who is out of place. Does Master regret bringing me back? If that's the case, Master can speak up, and I will leave on my own." yes."

When he was young, he was spoiled and spoiled, with a bit of arrogance in him.Later, he worked as a refugee and beggar, and he was a little sharp and sensitive.At that time, he was still young, and he could not hide his arrogance and sensitivity on his face.

Hua Xin originally didn't intend to answer him, but after seeing his expression for a long time, he still gave an explanation: "Your roots are really excellent, which is rare in the world. If you really want to enter the Tao, it will be easier to ascend to immortality than others. Don't rush These two years."

Yun Hai asked: "How long will it be if you are not in a hurry?"

Hua Xin said, "Wait until you are fit to hold a sword."

Yun Hai persisted: "Then why is it not suitable now?"

After a long time, Yun Hai still remembered the look in Hua Xin's eyes at that moment, calm and as if he could see everything.He said: "Because you are always thinking about killing those who framed your father, thinking about making those people suffer and pay for it with blood."

Yun Hai fell silent.

After a long time, he said: "Master is wise and intelligent, and his eyes are like torches. I really think so. But shouldn't I worry about it? To practice, I have to cultivate so that I have no love, no hatred, no hatred, no grudges, and I look at it calmly like you. Can those people live a long life?"

Hua Xin didn't answer.

Yun Hai kept staring at him until his eyes were red, just like struggling to survive with dead flesh in the cave.

Hua Xin finally said: "No one made you like me. It's just that practice is a long way, and the way you found is too short."

Yun Hai: "Where is it short?"

Hua Xin: "Killing is only a sword strike, what happens after killing? There is no longer any support."

Then wait until you run out of support.

Yun Hai said in his heart.But he just moved his lips, finally saluted, and lowered his eyes: "I understand, I... I will try."

To some extent, he is indeed a genius.If you say you want to try it, you really can't see the slightest thought.He was no longer in a hurry to get the sword, and he no longer cared about those alchemy recipes.Still soaking in the library, day after day.

Such a grind is another two years.

During the two years, Hua Xin visited Hua's house three more times.For three times, Yun Hai was in Zangshu Pavilion, and he didn't chase him out to ask his master for an explanation.

When Hua Xin saw him again, he was completely different from the young man holding the dead meat in the cave.

In the words of the head of the Hua family and the elders, Yun Hai is the most lovable among the disciples of the Hua family.He can tease and play, and gets along well with everyone, and his unhurried energy is very fairy-like.

Obviously he is only sixteen.

After hearing this, Huaxin tried him on and off for another year.

So at the age of 17, Yun Hai got his own sword.

***

Once, before the world had forgotten, there was such a description of Yun Hai——

He is a genius, rare in a hundred years. He got his own sword at the age of 17. After eight years of hard work, he got a chance that many people would never have in his life, and became a fairy in one day.He and Huaxin have a deep affection as a master and apprentice, and they stand together in Xiandu, which is a beautiful story.

Because he was too young, the day Yun Hai went to the fairy capital became a good story that the immortals often talked about later.But for Yun Hai himself, what he remembered most clearly that day was not how he climbed to the top of the Taiyin Immortal Pagoda, or how he entered the Immortal Capital...

It was the two people he saw.