Youth song line: Taoist Qingcheng has gone down the mountain

Song of Youth: Qingcheng Daoist Has Descended from the Mountain Author: Stir-fried Cotton Candy

Summary:

[No heroine, only the male protagonist is beautiful, do not tear down CP]

There was an evildoer in Qingcheng Mountain. At the age of 17, he entered the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm.

Zhao Yuzhen: People in the world say that I am unparalleled in Taoism and swords, defending Qingcheng with one sword and one person, forcing the demon sect to detour for [-] miles, but they don't know that it was my senior brother who spewed out sword energy and traveled [-] miles across.My senior brother Zhou Zhenzhen is a true immortal in this world.

Li Hanyi: Without senior brother Zhou Zhenzhen, my husband would be burdened by the destiny, and my husband and I would not be able to have a beginning and an end. All of this was given by the senior brother.

Zhou Zhenzhen: Junior brother, you should go down the mountain, go for a walk, love someone, drink the best wine, ride the strongest girl... cough cough

In short, shit, fate, brother cut it for you.

Gu Jianxian: When Zhou Zhenzhen draws his sword, no sword in the world dares to unsheath it.

Li Fansong: Well, master, can you stop calling me an idiot?The younger generation, I can also play very well.

Chapter 1 Zhao Yuzhen's Unscrupulous Senior Brother

"Hahaha, Daoist is done!"

On Mount Qingcheng, all the birds startled up, and a burst of insolent laughter spread across the sky.

In an instant, the wind was surging, the sun was blocked, the clouds were rolling, and thunder was generated in it.

Thunder roared, as if trying to kill the laughter.

Suddenly, a purple thunderbolt crossed the sky and struck down with a mighty momentum.

However, the entire Qingcheng Mountain and all the disciples seemed to be accustomed to this scene.

Under the pine tree, little Tong Feixuan, pinching the authentic Taoist fingering formula, is practicing the power of the dragon image. When he heard this movement, he shook his hand and knew that he would not be able to practice today. Sighing, he opened his eyes and looked at Jiuxiao Leiting helplessly.

"What kind of peerless Taoist method has mastered by Uncle Master, even attracting thunder and punishment.

I used to think that Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Let me think about it, how many times is this the first time? "

The little boy scratched his chin, counting words.

Sitting cross-legged on the pine tree, Li Fansong was carving a wooden sword.

A mahogany sword.

Master Taoist Sword Fairy Zhao Yuzhen has a mahogany sword, and as the successor of Wuliang Sword, Li Fansong feels that he should also have a mahogany sword.

Master's sword is named Taohua, but his sword has no name yet.

But it doesn't matter, one day, everyone in the world will know that Li Fansong also has a mahogany sword in his hand.

Hearing his nephew's complaints, Li Fansong also raised his head, seeing the shocking thunder, which was gently pinched by a big golden hand, and disappeared in a flash, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

"This is No. 80 once, the master said that when he has completed 81 kinds of Taoism, he will leave the test.

It looks like it's done.

This is our Qingcheng supreme way, the power of the great dragon.

Feixuan, I suddenly feel a little regretful, what kind of swordsmanship did you say I practiced back then, how powerful this technique is.

Whoops! ~~~"

As soon as the words fell, Li Fansong, who was envious, felt a pain on his forehead, and saw a pine cone landed on his head. It was not light or heavy, but it made his forehead bulge.

Li Fansong was in pain, he couldn't sit still, and fell down from the tree with a thump.

Fei Xuan pinched his fingers very worriedly, using the power of the dragon elephant, and transformed into an illusory golden palm, which took Li Fansong down, then got up calmly, and saluted respectfully.

Orally said: "Uncle Master."

With one hand behind his back, Zhao Yuzhen played with a branch of peach blossom with the other. He just nodded lightly. His deep and pure eyes looked at the scattered thunder and the re-scattered sunlight in the sky. The corners of his lips curled up in a pleasant arc .

"Master shouldn't have passed on the position of head teacher to me back then, senior brother is more suitable than me.

Think of me, Zhao Yuzhen, who entered Qingcheng at the age of three, learned dragon and elephant at the age of six, and cultivated Wuliang at the age of 11.

Everyone in the world calls me Daojian Immortal, Daojian Wushuang, and I have taken up all the martial arts and fortune of Qingcheng Mountain by myself.

But I don't know, senior brother is that kind of... that kind of... amazing person. "

Zhao Yuzhen shook his head with a wry smile, thinking of his experience when he was taken down the mountain by his senior brother to drink and peek at widows taking a bath when he was a child, his wry smile turned into a face full of absurdity.

But such an absurd person, who follows the law from the heart and rides the dust, makes him hard to beat.

People in the world praised Zhao Yuzhen a lot. They all knew that during the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition, he guarded Qingcheng with one man and one sword, forcing the Demon Cult to detour Qingcheng for [-] miles.

But what the world doesn't know is that at that time, the senior brother was standing behind him.

No, to be precise, he was lying behind him, with a soft chair and a pot of dirty wine stolen by the villain Li Fansong. The elder brother just took a sip and couldn't help throwing up.

With this breath, the sword energy spewed out for eight hundred miles, it can be called a Jedi in the world, if you dare to step in, there will be no bones left.

The senior brother smiled and said to him: Although the master is incompetent and became immortal early, you still have a senior brother. Although you are the head teacher of Qingcheng, you are my junior brother.

It's not your turn to pick Qingcheng's burden.

This is very good, from now on, the world will know that you, Master Qingcheng, have boundless sword energy.

What a cat or a dog, you will stop coveting my Qingcheng, which saves a lot of trouble.

Zhao Yu really couldn't understand why the majestic demon sect, the sky beyond the sky, was no different from those cats and dogs in the mouth of his senior brother.

If that Ye Dingzhi knew, he might have to fight his senior brother desperately.

Of course, senior brother is absolutely not afraid.

After all... When he was 17 years old, he had entered the mind for a day, and he was a hero in the world. In his eyes, there was no difference.

Senior brother, senior brother, while you talk about fame and fortune, and fight for superiority in immortality, you abruptly gave me the title of immortal swordsman.

Zhao Yuzhen will not underestimate himself, he has long been able to support this name.

It's just senior brother, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years.

"Master Uncle, what kind of person is Master Uncle?"

Zhao Yuzhen came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to pat Xiao Feixuan's head, and said with a smile, "He, he's an incomprehensible person."

Xiao Feixuan was slightly stunned. He could feel the warm nostalgia emanating from his famous uncle, when he mentioned the uncle who was only known by name but never met. The taste of attachment.

However, I didn't expect the evaluation from his mouth to be like this.

Li Fansong rubbed his forehead, saluted Zhao Yuzhen aggrievedly, and called him master.

The pine cone just now must have been rewarded by Master, it really hurts.

Seeing Xiao Feixuan's ignorant look, his head seemed to hurt even more, and he even had a toothache.

It seemed to bring back some unpleasant memories.

That uncle, as the master said, is an out-of-the-box person.

"Fei Xuan, my uncle taught you to be a good boy, don't mess with anyone on Qingcheng Mountain.

That person's temperament is really too bad.

I remember that when I first went up the mountain, I was not as old as you, so I was fooled by the master and plucked the hair of the crane that my master loved the most, and I was punished to clean the mountain gate. The broom was bigger than me. back mountain.

God pity me, what kind of bad thoughts can I have as a child.

So you need to stay away from him when you see him in the future. The uncle always said, juniors, you should experience the dangers of the world early. Being bullied by him is much better than being bullied by others.

Listen, what a fallacy this is in the world, why should we be bullied when we are young. "

At this moment, Fei Xuan opened his mouth wide in surprise.Shouldn't the master uncle be a master of Taoism?

Up and down Mount Qingcheng, the uncle was already at the pinnacle of fugue, how could he care about a child.

Zhao Yuzhen heard it funny, shook his head, and slapped his apprentice with a backhand: "Your uncle was just being playful, didn't he pass on a Tai Chi sword intent to you later?"

Li Fansong was a little embarrassed, he laughed a few times, then turned his head and whispered to Fei Xuan: "Uncle Master, although he has a bad temper, he does have a lot of good things about him."

roar~!

At this moment, a golden light rose from Mount Qingcheng, and a golden lion roared out from the depths of the back mountain, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and arrived in an instant, grabbing Li Fansong in its mouth.

Li Fansong was shaken all over the place, screaming again and again.

"Master, please forgive me, I didn't say anything bad about you!"

Pooh!

The golden lion showed a trace of human disgust, and spit out Li Fansong in one gulp.

Fei Xuan was dumbfounded.

Taiyi Lion Art?

Can it still be used like this?

His way of Taoism was learned from Taoist sword fairy Zhao Yuzhen, so he is no stranger to Taiyi Lion Jue.

He has also seen Zhao Yuzhen use it many times.

It's just that compared with this golden lion that stands up to the sky and the ground, it's nothing.

It turns out that the Taiyi Lion Jue can be cultivated to such an extent.

"Little guy, stop the drool, do you think my lion is much more handsome than your useless uncle?"

A playful voice called Fei Xuan's attention back, only to see the golden light dissipate, and a figure slowly fell from the sky.

But seeing this person, Fengshen is handsome, with picturesque eyebrows, talking and laughing, the blue Taoist robe on his body moves without wind, walking against the wind, like a fairy descending to earth.

If there are real immortals in the world, they should look like this.

A head of black hair was randomly pulled up by a wooden hairpin, but it didn't look sloppy, and it had a natural charm of Taoism.

The stars are looming all over the body, and the thunder is hidden deep.

A pair of Dao pupils, like the avenue of heaven and earth, with a glance of ten thousand years, vicissitudes of life.

Fei Xuan didn't know what it meant to be handsome, but felt that his cultivation seemed to show signs of breaking through after he took a look at his great uncle, his head sank slightly, he wobbled, and couldn't stand steadily.

This is Master Uncle, Zhou Zhenzhen who is known as Xiaoyao Immortal?

In a daze, I saw a pair of green clothes and a purple dress, standing side by side, unparalleled in the world.

(It’s the first time in 23 years to open a book, and I’m still a little excited. I hope that if I don’t cut it this year, it will be sour purple)

Chapter 2 Brother, I will kill your destiny, you go down the mountain

In the Qingcheng Mountain Patriarch Hall, Zhou Zhenzhen and Zhao Yuzhen stood side by side, respectfully offering incense to the master and the elders of all generations.

Then Zhou Zhenzhen changed his serious look, sat on the ground carelessly, and patted the place beside him.

Zhao Yuzhen seemed to have gotten used to this incomprehensible senior brother for a long time, and was a little embarrassed.

"After all, I'm the head of a faction, and it's not proper in front of the teacher."

Zhou really sneered: "Come on, when you were wearing crotch pants, I was the one with them, and you even urinated on the Patriarch's tablet? What are you pretending to be with your brother now?"

Zhao Yuzhen drew his sword in anger, and even sacrificed the infinite sword formation, the sword energy pervaded the air.

"Isn't this the truth? What are you in a hurry for?" Zhou Zhenzhen didn't seem to see it.

"Didn't senior brother lie to me about that matter? To deceive me when I was young?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I was six years old and you were five years old. I was one year older than you. How can I have so many bad intentions!"

Zhao Yuzhen felt that all these years of practice seemed to be in vain, so he gritted his teeth: "You dog thief, look at the sword!"

Outside the Patriarch's Hall, a group of gray-haired old Taoist priests looked worriedly at the sword aura emanating from it.

"If these two fight, will this patriarch hall be demolished?"

"Teacher's skill in cultivating Qi has gradually improved over the years, and what can make him angry is that he really did it this week."

"Do you want to stop it?"