Yuan Zhenping heard this strange remark as if it were clear, and said in surprise: "Dao Chief, what do you mean by this?"

Ruming saw that he looked nervous, smiled, and said with relief: "Don't be afraid, this child of your family has a big background, and he is not the kind of demon who is born." ”

Yuan Zhenping's eyes widened, regardless of his manners, he stepped forward and grabbed Ruming's cuffs, and asked hurriedly, "That'...... Where did my son come from?"

The mortal people in Donglai Continent are different from other places, for more than two hundred years, they have relied on exorcising demons to fight for this piece of survival world, but all demons must be eliminated. And this child is so abnormal, and he will suffer the same when he grows up, so it is better for him to do it, but now he is not a demon, how can he not be excited.

Ruming punned: "But you can't say that you are a mortal person, and you don't have to touch my Xuanmen cause and effect." ”

Yuan Zhenping realized that he was out of shape, so he hurriedly let go of his hand, took two steps back, and apologized: "Yuan is rude, just ask for advice, how can the Taoist conclude that my son, my son is not that monster?"

Ru Ming said with a smile: "It's okay, don't hide it, the poor Dao is a disciple of the Immortal Master." ”

Yuan Zhenping was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "Dao Chief is a disciple of Shangde Zhiren Immortal Master?"

"Shangde Zhiren Immortal Master" is the year of Le Hou Li Shugong for Zhang Yan on the honorific number, after each generation of King Lewang succeeded to the throne, and will increase the honorific number, to the present day, there are more than 100 words at most, but the folk are used to four characters to call.

But everyone knows that this immortal master has been cultivating in Qinghe Mountain for more than 200 years, but he has never left the customs, where did this disciple come from?

It was because he didn't dare to be gullible, but clenched the sword in one hand. He pointed his sword away at the other person and asked suspiciously, "But I don't know what the basis is?" As long as the other party answered incorrectly, he would stab him with a sword.

He is not a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, since he joined the army, he has also taken secret medicine, drunk demon blood, and has killed several demons with his own hands, otherwise he would not dare to run into this deep mountain alone.

Ruming said calmly: "On top of the confession of the poor Taoist temple, there is a virtuous immortal master, so you might as well light incense and ask." Then you will know the truth and the falsehood. ”

Yuan Zhenping looked at the immortal card on the case. Unconsciously nodded.

This tablet was carried up the mountain by him. Although he has the intention of killing his son, he also hopes that a god will come out to stop him at a critical time.

Light incense at the moment, kneel down in your robe, and pray sincerely.

I just haven't knocked a few times yet. But I saw a light rising above the immortal card. For a while, the entire ancient temple was enveloped in a golden light. It can be seen that there was a looming Taoist phantom sitting on the original shrine.

After Zhang Yan eliminated the demons that year, the whole country of Leguo was grateful for his kindness and built a temple to worship. There was also a portrait, Yuan Zhenping saw that the appearance of this person was almost the same as his portrait, his heart was shocked, and he immediately bowed down, and said with sincere fear: "Xia Min Yuan Zhenping, knock to see the Shangde Immortal Master." ”

After more than ten breaths, he felt a pat on the shoulder, and a voice in his ear said: "Venerable guest, get up, the immortal master is gone." ”

Yuan Zhenping looked up and saw that there was no glory on the case, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, but this Ruming Daoist could invite the immortal master to appear saintly, and it should be his subordinates.

This time, he had no doubts, took a deep look, and said gratefully: "If it weren't for the Taoist and the Shangde Immortal Master today, Yuan would have almost harmed his own children. It's just such a great favor...... Yuan really didn't know how to repay him. ”

Ru Ming said: "If this is the case, there is just one thing in the poor road." ”

Yuan Zhenping said solemnly: "Dao Chief, please speak." ”

Ru Ming said: "Poor Dao is ordered by the Immortal Master, go down the mountain to find a desirable disciple, here is related to my door, if you are willing, Poor Dao is willing to accept this little child." ”

Yuan Zhenping was first happy, and then sad. The joy is to be able to enter the Shangde Gate, which is naturally to climb the fairy gate, and the sad thing is that this child was born, and his family has not raised it for a day, which will separate the flesh and blood.

If you see his expression, you know why, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be sad, the poor road is also a reasonable person, although this child is under the door of the immortal master, he will not force him to go up the mountain to cultivate, and it is not too late for him to enter the seat after he finishes his filial piety." ”

He handed the child back, and Yuan Zhenping hurriedly stepped forward to hug it.

Ruming took out another book of Taoism, handed it over, and said, "When this child is a little older, you can order him to practice according to this method." ”

Yuan Zhenping took it carefully and said solemnly: "The small people will definitely protect this law from leaking." ”

Ru Ming laughed, stroked his beard and said: "Shangde Immortal Master established this method, is to open a door to the Tao for the world, all those who are destined, everyone can observe, if you have the intention of the path, you may as well practice it." ”

Yuan Zhenping had only heard the words of the Fa Bu lightly, but he didn't want this immortal master to act very differently, so he couldn't help but sigh and said: "If you are a virtuous and benevolent immortal master." ”

Then he suddenly remembered something and asked, "When my child was at home, the animals and birds died, I don't know why?"

Ru Ming said: "This child was born with a spirit seed, and the internal qi in the body rotates, and the outside captures the spiritual opportunity, but he also knows the distance and relatives, so he only hurts these beasts." The poor road will give you a talisman, and the town will be on the beam of the house, and you will be unhindered, or you can eliminate the supernatural and send him a peace. ”

Yuan Zhenping's heart was relieved, although he didn't know what a natural spirit seed was, but he was born in the world, grew up in the world, and it was better to be with the light and dust. After thanking him repeatedly, he said: "

The child was born on the day, because he was still in the army, he never got a name, but just called a small name 'Hanguang', and then suspected that this child was unknown, so it was delayed, not only to enter the fairy gate, but also to ask the teacher to give one. ”

Ruming thought slightly, then smiled, and said: "It was a ruthless heart outside the sky, and the true spirit was vaporized in ten thousand years, and the dream of the mortal world was occasionally lost.

"Jingqing, Jingqing, Yuan Jingqing," Yuan Zhenping read it twice in a row, and said happily: "Good, good, the big day is the scene, the peace is the Qing, this name is very good, this name is very good." ”

His agitation, perhaps a little louder, alarmed the child, and he awoke from his sleep, but instead of crying or making a fuss, he giggled, and reached out his little hand to grasp his father's beard.

Yuan Zhenping looked even more happy, and when he wanted to talk to Ruming again, he found that this person was gone. Knowing that the whereabouts of the fairy family were ethereal, he was stunned, and after worshipping the sky, he went down the mountain with the child in his arms.

When he returned home, he followed the instructions he had previously instructed and pasted the talisman paper on the beams of the house, and nothing strange happened.

Since then, Yuan Jingqing has been undoubtedly the same as usual. At the age of four, he went to Mongolian school, because he was clever and intelligent, and he was sensible and polite. It was praised by the division commander. When Ping Ping'an was more than ten years old, Yuan Zhenping took out the book and let him practice.

However, the world has gradually changed. As the continent dispersed. The dragon is dormant. There is no one to snatch the spirit from the beings of Donglaizhou, and for more than ten years, there are many more spirits and ghosts in the mountains and forests. Even the demons that have been exterminated have a resurgence of the ashes, so the soldiers in the county are transferred back and forth very frequently.

But Yuan Jingqing is unconscious, he practices hard every day, and he is an insurmountable barrier for others, but he has stepped over, the more he practiced, the more he felt that he was physically strong and clear. Once I was exercising the Fa under a tree, after the exercise was completed, I felt that the qi in my chest was bulging, as if there was a block, and I raised my head and blew it away, and it actually rolled up the branches and leaves of the tree. And when I walked a little faster, I felt the wind in my armpits, and I was about to fly.

got the benefits, and sank into it more and more. On this day, he retreated on his own, and found that it had sunk into twilight, and it was nearly evening.

I didn't want to glance at it, but I saw a book on the table, which looked a little shabby, and said strangely: "Strange, where did this book come from?"

He picked it up and flipped through it, but saw that it was a legend of Zhiwei.

It is said that it is a swordsman who punishes the demon, saying that the swordsman is swordsman, and has killed countless demons in his life, and he has a wife, called a mulberry girl, afraid of seeing people, and does not like candles, usually stays at home, one day Mid-Autumn Festival, the swordsman and his wife come out to admire the moon, when he is half drunk, but he sees that his shadow is a strange tree, and immediately draws his sword and asks.

Mulberry girl only then told her own origin, it was originally a mulberry tree into the essence, because of admiration for the swordsman, voluntarily married, the swordsman annoyed her deceived her family, with the strength of the wine to kill her with a sword, the mulberry girl dying said: "The companion has no regrets." ”

After the swordsman woke up, he was deeply remorseful, and immediately broke the sword, and buried it with the tree that the mulberry girl had turned into, and then he stayed next to it, until he died of old age, and the descendants buried him under the tree, and a few years later grew another tree, and the two branches were entangled, as if they were connected.

There are many things to kill demons in the market, but most of them are similar, Yuan Jingqing has never seen such a story, so he also watched it with relish. But he was quite dissatisfied with the ending, he put down the book and said, "This swordsman is too pedantic. ”

Before the words fell, I heard a soft sigh, and saw a curling of green smoke floating on the book, and then turned into a beautiful woman, with willow eyebrows and cherry lips, light muscles and weak bones, but her eyes were worried, and I saw pity.

Yuan Jingqing was not afraid, because his father Yuan Zhenping was already a county official at this time, although he was only a teenager, he had seen a lot of demons, and his vision was far wider than ordinary people, so he only stood up and said: "Who are you?" ”

The woman said softly to a Wanfu: "The slave family is the Sang girl, the descendants cut my body to make paper, a wisp of spirit is attached to this book, all day long, I can't be liberated, now I hear the son's voice, I feel that it is a person who is destined, so I show up to meet, if the son can help the slave family to liberate, there will be retribution." ”

Yuan Jingqing said: "Then how can you get out of trouble?"

The woman said, "Just take a few drops of blood every day and sprinkle them on the pages of this book, and after forty-nine days, the concubine will be able to get out of trouble." ”

Yuan Jingqing frowned and said, "When did I promise to help you?"

"Childe, you're not ......"

Yuan Jingqing waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Your business, but it sounds moving, it can relieve boredom, what does it have to do with me?"

The woman covered her lips, revealing a sad and pitiful look, and wept, "But I don't want my son to be that ruthless person." ‘

Yuan Jingqing sneered: "Ruthless?hehe, you first use strange books to be emotional, and then use words to tempt you, you must have other plans, it is clear that the evil demon is first-class!" As he spoke, he drew the sword from his waist and slashed it down with a single sword.

The woman didn't expect this little boy to turn her face when she said that she would turn her face, she was shocked, and wanted to dodge, but she might as well have a rune paper on top of the house, and she couldn't move, and she was immediately slashed, and with a miserable scream, it disappeared like a bubble.

And the entire page of the book also turned into black dust and crumbs, scattered in the hall, and a gust of wind came through the hall, and it was swept out, and there was no trace of it.

Yuan Jingqing put his sword back in the sheath and said coldly: "Demons and monsters, you dare to live in my house, come and cut down all the mulberry trees within a thousand steps outside the house!"

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...... (To be continued......)