Boom~

The dark clouds were filled with lightning and thunder, and the heavy rain was pouring down like a pour. Halfway up the mountain, where there were few people, there was a figure standing against the wind, looking at the heavy rain aloofly.

The wind was blowing in the opposite direction, and the green clouds, which were not touched by any rain, stood proudly like a banished immortal. Behind them was a cave, and there were constant chirping sounds coming from inside.

"Master, is there really a chance here?"

Under the dim light of the fire, I saw a strong man in his fifties in the cave. His upper body was naked at this time. With the force of his thick and powerful arms, the iron pick continued to hit the extremely hard bluestone.

to be chipped, to be chipped.

At this time, Wen Zhong was sweating profusely and waving the pickaxe in his hand vigorously. Looking at the lonely figure outside the cave, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Master, this has been dug three feet into the ground. Is it true?"

Facing the suspicious Wen Zhong in the cave, Qingyun still maintained the mysterious aura of an expert on his face, and slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "It's only three feet, continue! We have to dig at least nine feet."

"Also, you are just a registered disciple now."

Under the proud aura, suspicion suddenly flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes. After getting along with him for so many years, he also knew that this uncle and master from the same village was an expert, but he was always a little unreliable.

Wen Zhong scratched his head and directly pulled off the uncomfortable ribbon on his forehead that had been soaked by Han water. Under his head of black and white hair, he revealed his cold and ruthless vertical eye.

Hang Chi~Hang Chi~

While digging for Wen Zhong, he muttered: "I don't know if it's reliable this time. Last time I promised it would be in the river. I searched for it for two whole months, but it turned out to be in a grave by the river."

When he heard that Wen Zhong was not opening the pot, the corners of Qingyun's mouth, which looked like a master, twitched a little, and the corners of his eyes were a little helpless. Can you blame him? For the sake of cultivation, he could only take Wen Zhong all the way to the south to search.

Along the way, I encountered many fake Taoist priests and real monsters, and they all escaped by relying on the methods taught by Qingyun.

Although he can't use everything in his true body, he was once a saint anyway, but this life is more miserable. When he thinks of this, Qingyun's eyes reveal a deep feeling of powerlessness.

In this life, he is an ordinary human being with an ordinary physique, and more importantly, his soul! The soul derived from this magical power has no idea what it has gone through, and it is actually as weak as an ordinary person.

What do you think he can do by relying on the souls of ordinary people? Although the derivation of various skills is quite powerful, it is still too poor. It is impossible to directly reach the sky in one step. He can only rely on himself to improve step by step, and then deduced step by step.

Kung Fu.

Hard work!

Regarding Wen Zhong's complaint, Qingyun also smiled awkwardly. They were lucky enough to meet a Taoist priest who was beaten half to death by a monster after walking out of the mountain village.

Although his ability to calculate paths with his fingers is very poor, at least he is invincible in the same realm. He directly derived the perfect skill of calculating paths with his fingers in the same realm.

It's just a little bit bad, there are always some gaps.

Huhu~

Under the sound of heavy rain, a small bloodless hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his ankle. Qingyun was stunned and looked down.

Ouch~

With a scream, Wen Zhong, who looked like an old man in his fifties, rushed out in a hurry after hearing this.

...........

The crackling fire was exuding heat, and the man in his fifties could no longer hide his white hair. At this time, he exposed his strong chest and respectfully handed the baked fruit to a young man with some bruises on his face.

passed.

Feeling the stinging pain on his cheek, Qingyun was so painful that he just wanted to twitch, but looking at the two small figures on the side, he immediately pretended to be a master, and calmly took the roasted fruit and bit it gently.

The two little figures looking at this scene were a bit greedy, especially the youngest girl who was still in the basket and was probably only six or seven years old. At this time, a pair of round eyes looked at them.

"Here, it's just baked, let's have some."

Wen Zhong handed over the baked fruit. At the same time, when he saw his sister climbing up such a high cliff with a basket on his back, especially when he saw the young man's palms wrapped in coarse cloth, his eyes suddenly froze.

"Boy, if you do this, your hands will become useless."

There are faint bones visible under the coarse cloth. This shows that the young man probably did not climb down from the mountain, but fell from the mountain. He grabbed the cane with both hands and was injured like this.

"Thank you, grandpa."

The little girl's words immediately made Wen Zhong blush, but thinking of his own image, he couldn't help but sigh without further explanation.

The boy was thirteen or fourteen years old, but his firm and clear black eyes were lifeless, without any sense of youth. Looking at Wen Zhong who was handing them food to the two brothers and sisters, the boy lowered his head and said hoarsely: "Thank you."

After saying that, his arms trembled and he began to hand the fruit to his sister first. When the sister saw this, her big eyes showed a crescent-like smile, "Second brother, you can eat too, Chan'er can't eat so much."

They seemed to be two ordinary children of the human race, but when the boy handed the fruit to his sister, the innocent girl actually lowered her voice and said softly: "Second brother, that grandpa has three eyebrows just like you.

Eye."

Perhaps the little girl didn't expect that his soft and inaudible voice actually fell into the ears of the two of them. Wen Zhong, who was eating fruit, visibly stiffened after hearing these words.

But Qingyun opened his eyes, and looked deeply at the boy and the girl with his dark eyes, but his heart was in turmoil, it couldn't be this one!

I saw that although the boy was young, he behaved like an adult. A pair of black eyes just glanced inside the cave. It was obvious that there were no traces of cleaning here. According to his speculation, he should have just come today, and he came from yesterday afternoon.

Those who fell from the cliffs were lucky enough to fall on the branches and survive, and they were able to climb up in the evening.

However, at this moment, a flash of concentration flashed in the young man's calm black eyes, but it was only for an instant. The young man clasped his fists at Qingyun and the old man Wen Zhong as if nothing had happened.

"Yesterday, Yang Jian of Qingshan Town took his little sister to the top of the mountain to pick yams. They accidentally fell off the cliff. Thank you very much. The two saviors can go to the Yao Lao Office, the largest medical clinic in Qingshan Town, in the future. Yang Jian will definitely have a retribution."

Yang Jian, who was still a young man, was already speaking impeccably. He had clearly discovered the stone pit that had been dug, and it was obvious that it was not something that a simple person could dig.

First, he introduced himself to his family, and then talked about his experience. The last sentence of repaying his gratitude revealed that it was the largest medical clinic in Qingshan Town. In one sentence, Tucai could go to the medical clinic. After all, the two brothers and sisters had nothing at the moment.

When his calm black eyes turned to look at his little sister, the young man Yang Jian smiled, and first slowly took out the sickle from the frame, as well as a few medicinal plants, especially one of them.

Yang Jian put it in, chewed it until it was chewed, and then untied the injured palm. A long trace of flesh and blood had disappeared, and the white bones had been exposed. It was obvious that herbs had been applied to stop the bleeding.

The dressing was changed in one go, and the young man didn't even frown at the pain, as if it was not his own palm. Wen Zhong couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene, secretly thinking that he was such a determined young man.

After changing the medicinal materials, Yang Jian first handed over the most precious medicinal material, Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, and said in a solemn voice, holding his fists in his hands: "Yang Jian has nothing to repay for the time being. Only this medicinal material is the most precious."

After saying that, he started to nibble on the roasted fruit in his mouth. In the deep mountains, this kind of green fruit is not only sour but also a little bitter. On the contrary, after being smoked and roasted over a fire, it still has a bit of sandy sweetness in the mouth.

"Just you two brothers and sisters? In Qingshan Town, I am familiar with it. When did the pharmacist of the largest medical clinic accept you two as apprentices?"

Qingyun smiled indifferently, which immediately made Yang Jian across from him freeze his eyes, but there was no tension on his face. Instead, he casually put on his pale smile and said: "Half a year ago, we brothers and sisters took refuge in Qingshan Town, and we were fortunate enough to be appreciated by Yao Lao.

He was accepted as an apprentice and has been taking care of the pharmacy business."

Qingyun revealed his identity without any panic, but after hearing the answer he wanted, Qingyun couldn't help but relax his eyebrows and reveal a smile, and the tasteless green fruit also had a hint of sweetness.

It turns out that if it was half a year, they would be out of danger. If they ran away from home, he would have to take precautions secretly.

But it seems that there is no need for it, it is obvious that the tragedy has happened.

Heaven.

In the Lingxiao Palace, Zhao Gongming, who was dressed in bright armor, clasped his fists respectfully towards the Jade Emperor and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess has been captured and returned. The body of the mortal Yang Tianyou has been beaten to pieces, and only this soul, the third son, is left!

"

When he said this, Zhao Gongming's eyes felt a little embarrassed, and he said in a deep voice: "The eldest princess and her three sons are missing."

After listening to Zhao Gongming's report, the Jade Emperor on the dragon throne said with a cold face: "Thank you, Immortal Family, for sending Yao Ji to the heavenly prison! I want to interrogate myself, as well as the mortal! Give it to me!"

"

After respectfully handing over the orb that captured Yang Tianyou's soul, there was silence in the Lingxiao Palace. At this moment, everyone knew that the Jade Emperor was in a rage. Looking at the Jade Emperor who had obtained the soul, he snorted coldly and disappeared without saying a word.

In the Lingxiao Palace, the Queen Mother of Yaochi saw this and waved her sleeves to the immortals with a look of exhaustion on her brows: "For your meritorious service, I will reward you with five flat peaches from nine thousand years ago and retire from the court."

"Don't dare!" Zhao Gongming's face felt hot because he wanted to reward someone for capturing his relatives. He hurriedly turned around and retreated with his fists in his hands. The flat peach was very hot to hold.

Heavenly prison!

In the dark and humid sky prison, the Haotian Jade Emperor looked resentful, not the slightest bit like the Supreme Jade Emperor. He held a divine whip in his hand and whipped the soul that kept screaming.

"Shameless! Despicable! Beast! Who do you think you are? How dare you plot against my sister? You are so ambitious."

"Ugh~ Your Majesty, please forgive me. It's because I'm crazy, but in fact, when I came to attend the Peach Blossom Club, Taoist Priest Sun Sun told me that as long as I can kiss Fangze, I will be better than ten thousand people in heaven."

"I will make you one person inferior to ten thousand people. I will make you lustful and bold. I will make you listen to the teachings and be afraid of Liu Sun, a little naughty boy. I will make you obsessed with all things."

The long whip specially used to whip the soul was repeatedly whipped, and the soul of Yang Tianyou, who was tied to the iron pillar, kept screaming. Yang Tianyou, who once dressed as a scholar in the human world, still looked like the human world.

He looks exactly like a bald monk. The human race has good footwork, but he has taken the wrong path.

The Jade Emperor was venting crazily, but the other cell had a dry environment and was even more exquisite.

"Sister Yaoji, don't worry, it'll be fine. You know that your senior brother loves you the most. Don't say anything then, leave everything to senior sister."

Lying on the exquisite bed in the cell, Yao Ji looked pale, with only endless sadness in her black eyes.

"Senior sister, the luck of heaven is gone. It is Yao Ji who is useless. First, she was transformed into a poisonous dragon and her cultivation level was taken away. Then she was blinded by her consciousness, which actually harmed the luck of heaven."

When Yao Ji was brought back, her confused consciousness was released, and she even understood the cause and effect.

Yao Ji was named the eldest princess of heaven, which can be said to be the preference of Haotian and Yaochi, directly bestowing the other party with huge fortune in heaven.

The fear of leaving a grandson is just to vent his hatred. Maybe he didn't expect such a big thing to happen. He only thought that the eldest princess who had lost her cultivation would make the Haotian Jade Emperor a little embarrassed at most. After all, the eldest princess of heaven captured an immortal.

Isn't it a big joke that my cultivation level was abolished when I was riding a horse?

The monks in Western Buddhism are just afraid that their grandson will be used to disgust people. When the eldest princess encounters this kind of thing, how could the Jade Emperor not know about it? It will be the peach festival at that time, and it will be known to everyone in the world, and the Jade Emperor will be completely let down.

Shameful.
To be continued...