Wushuang humbly sat cross-legged on the futon. "I want to hear about it. ”

He said it was 90 years ago, when he traveled far and wide and happened to come to a small fishing village on the riverside of the Liaodong Peninsula. It happened that the stars were shining brightly that night, and he looked up and suddenly saw the North Pole Star above his head suddenly light up, and he pinched his fingers and calculated, the hundred-year-old killing star would be reincarnated here today.

At this time, a Taoist priest walked in outside the fishing village, and the Taoist priest was kind and kind-eyed, and the fairy wind and bones formed a stark contrast with Master Puci.

Master Puci sat on the futon, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the memory in his brain returned to that small fishing village ninety years ago.

"Xuan Dao, I don't know why the chief came to this remote fishing village? Could it be that he came to look for the old man?" Master Puci knows this Taoist master, isn't it the Yin Yang Xuandao who was nicknamed by the masters of the rivers and lakes.

Speaking of yin and yang mysteries, he was a legendary figure at that time. He is proficient in all the skills of the channel, yin and yang gossip, metaphysics and easy reasoning, demon subjugation, astrological divination...... What's even more shocking is that no one knows how old he is. Some people who are familiar with him have heard of the name of Yin Yang Xuandao from their grandfather and great-grandfather generation!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Master Puci hasn't seen him for a long time, and the brilliance is still there, isn't it the poor road that has been stained with your Buddha light all the way here, hehe......" Yin Yang Xuandao shook off the colorful floats and replied with a smile on his face.

In fact, both of them understand in their hearts, but they just don't want to break it. The reincarnation of Kuixing is today, and the stars in the sky show that Kuixing will be born in this small fishing village. They are all looking for him! Master Puci wants to take him as a disciple, so that he will not strayed into the demonic path and harm sentient beings. Yin Yang Xuandao also wants to accept him as an apprentice, and wants Kuixing to win the Central Plains and unify the Central Plains in this troubled era.

The two of them had been in the small fishing village for a day, and finally they bumped into each other, but the small fishing village was such a big place, with a population of only about 100 people, and none of the women wanted to have children. So how do you find the reincarnation of Kuixing?

"Is the Taoist here to wait for him?" asked Master Puci.

"Huh...... Isn't the master also for him?"

"No, the old man is for all severity. ”

"The poor way is also for all sentient beings!"

"Okay, then we have a word first, the one who finds the star first wins, what does the Taoist think?"

Yin Yang Xuandao is so good, although this Master Puci is a high-ranking monk, but the Guigu God of Yin and Yang Xuandao has also reached the point of perfection, and he confidently agreed to the agreement. The two looked at each other and smiled separately.

The sky was like a crack in the sky, the rain was pouring down, the wind and waves were wrinkling on the river, and all the fishermen went home and no one went out. The two masters were still wandering around the small fishing village, waiting for a miracle to happen. But until midnight, the small fishing village was still silent.

Click...... A muffled thunderbolt fell, and the two looked up to see that the muffled thunder had just struck the direction of the mass grave in the mountain behind the fishing village.

They were afraid of being left behind, so they hurried away.

The barren hill was full of graves, and in the middle of the deserted grave was a new grave, and the soil was still fresh. A little beggar, covered in dirt, plowed the new grave with his hands, his eyes glistening with tears and his hands covered with blood, and the torrential rain pouring down his emaciated face over his head.

In the middle of the night, the eerie sight was simply terrifying. Is he hungry and crazy to eat corpses?

The two masters looked at each other and were puzzled. Is that him? He's the reincarnation of Kuixing? Is that a hundred-year-old killer a little beggar? Not a newborn?

"Amitabha, Taoist, this child was discovered by you and me at the same time, how can we decide whether we win or lose?" asked Master Puci. They are all real masters, and it is impossible to make a big deal out of grabbing an apprentice, after all, everyone's starting point is good.

"Huh...... Master Puci's words are still early, and the poor Dao thinks that the deer will die is not certain, so you can continue to read it!" Yin and Yang Xuandao dragged the colorful ups and downs and smiled, as if he had already seen through the mystery.

This Puci master doesn't have a name in the rivers and lakes, but when it comes to cultivation, he is not lost to the Yin and Yang Xuandao.

In the book, who is Master Puci? Do you remember the Huangmiao Lama Lobu Ganya who came from the Mongolian steppe? Legend has it that when Little Japan invaded China, all the temples and Taoist temples they passed were razed to the ground, and they believed that the Chinese had already violated their beliefs before they became the sick man of East Asia. But only to this master of mercy is treated with courtesy, the Japanese emperor has issued several edicts to invite Master Puci back to Japan to teach Zen, but Master Puci politely refused. How domineering are the Japanese? But no one dared to be disrespectful to Master Puci, so they had to release Master Puci back, and those who celebrated the New Year and festivals treated each other with the courtesy of a national soldier.

Hanako's face was covered with mud, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and he desperately held the grave with his hands, as if his relatives were buried in the grave.

"Seventh sister!Seventh sister!You won't die!55555...... You are Gongyao's only relative, how can Gongyao live if you die?" he howled as he dug in.

"It's really a good picture of muscles and bones! If it is carved well over time, he will definitely be a wizard of martial arts training in the future!" Yin Yang Xuandao stood under the tree and looked at the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, he knew the hero with his eyes, and the down-and-out young man in front of him was not Wu Gongyao, the great hero of the troubled times in the future!

The cracks in the zenith were still pouring down, the thunder was rolling overhead, and God was wailing for the suffering of the world. The torrential rain fell on the head of the Yin Yang Xuandao as if it was blocked by some unknown force, and it avoided his body impartially, and he was dry wherever he went.

Taoism and Buddhism are two different beliefs, Buddhism pays attention to everything to go with the flow, no matter how heavy the rain is, it is also nectar, let the nectar slap on the body?

Master Puci was soaking wet, and the old monk was a little unbearable, and wanted to walk over and pull up the child, but was stopped by the Yin Yang Xuandao.

"Hey, master, it's not right for you to be like this, if he can't even withstand these cold and rain dew, then how can he be the reincarnation of Kuixing?"

Thundered...... Another blast of thunder slashed down, so that it didn't hit the boy, and the lightning directly illuminated the blood-baptized land. This small fishing village has just been ransacked by Russian devils in the past few days, and almost all of the people buried under the mass graves are unarmed civilians.