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The fifth day of October.

The autumn wind is slightly cold, and the magpie lake is already dyed with frost.

On the island in the middle of the lake, the wind is slightly cold in the early morning, and in front of a clear pool, Su Qinian fishes quietly.

If anyone is here, they will find that there is not even a single thing of gold and iron on the green bamboo fishing rod, except for a line, not to mention a fishing hook.

Su Qinian looked at the mirror-like water surface in front of him, and the source of time around his body was slightly rippling, enveloping the entire pool water, only to see that in the pool water, a tail of herring from fish roe to seedlings, and then to adulthood, almost a snap of a finger is a change, and breathing is a reincarnation.

With the convergence of the fortune of the four directions, these days, Su Qinian's comprehension of the origin of time has continued to burst out, and the sixth origin mystery is also about to come out.

Hubei Road, Shiyan Prefecture.

Four hundred miles of Wudang Mountain, in the valley.

At night, the lights in the thatched huts on the shore of Bihu Lake are gradually extinguished, and there are young figures lying on the simple wooden beds, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window.

Once, six years ago, in this Xiaoyao Valley, a little Wudang fairy came out, and recently on the bank of the Three Realms River, he suppressed the eight young masters of the demon clan, and was known as the first person of the younger generation of the human race.

It's not terrible to come from a humble background, but it's terrible to lose the heart of martial arts.

Even ants can ride on the dragon's head, and the more difficult the predicament, the more likely it is that immortal legends will be born.

In the Xiaoyao Valley, there is a bamboo building that looks a little cold, the bamboo building is very elegant, and even the image of the Taoist Zhenwu Emperor is carved on the bamboo body, a dragon and turtle accompany each other, the subtleties are exquisite, the years are washed by the flowing water, so that the bamboo body has accumulated a thick layer of pulp, crystal clear, more magnificent than Baoyu.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

The lights in the bamboo building have not been extinguished, the everlasting lamp is lit in front of the door, and the sesame oil used for sacrifice is added to the agarwood powder buried in the ground for hundreds of years, and the faint agarwood fragrance is diffused, which can make people feel calm and enter a deep sleep.

At this time, outside the bamboo building, at the entrance leading to the outside of Xiaoyao Valley, two figures appeared, a young Taoist priest from the outer courtyard of the Qingzi generation who was on duty at the foot of Wudang Mountain today, and an old man who looked like a dusty man, approaching the year of the sixtieth birthday, followed closely by an old man in a navy blue robe.

The two of them came to the bamboo building one after the other, and the Taoist priest on duty in the outer courtyard nodded to the old man, and then turned to leave.

Squeak!

Without waiting for the old man to speak, the door of the bamboo building slowly opened, revealing a middle-aged Taoist priest holding a scroll, wearing a cyan silk robe, a beard, and a dark face.

"Steward Lin!"

The Jingdu Taoist frowned, it had been many years, he had almost forgotten the land that gave birth to him and raised him, and the old man in front of him still had a little bit of the appearance in his memory when he was young, even if the person who practiced martial arts could live longer than ordinary people to a certain extent, but he could not erase the traces of time.

"The eldest son!"

After Steward Lin saw the Jing Du Daoist, his eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, but it quickly turned into a look of eagerness, but then, the old man hesitated slightly, and when it came to his mouth, he didn't know how to say it.

Daoist Jingdu's eyes changed slightly, but he knew the character of that one, Steward Lin is now appearing in this valley, if it is not life and death, it is definitely not far away.

"Steward Lin, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Almost with one step, the Jing Du Taoist appeared three feet in front of the old man.

Steward Lin was stunned at first, so fast, he is also the peak of cultivation in the second-rate dragon and tiger realm, but the eldest prince took this step, he actually didn't see the slightest bit of fiction and reality, it can be seen that the eldest prince's cultivation is far above him, and the martial arts are worthy of his true name.

It's just that I heard that the eldest prince is stationed in this Wudang Xiaoyao Valley, and he is still a deacon, and in Wudang Mountain, once he is promoted to the first-class mixed yuan realm, he will become a protector, that is to say, the eldest prince is still only a second-rate dragon and tiger realm cultivator.

With the cultivation of the second-rate Dragon and Tiger Realm, if you want to resist the erosion of the torrent on that side, even if you have the identity of a Wudang Sect, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it.

But thinking of the family that is now in danger, Steward Lin can't care so much, his voice is a little hoarse, and he said: "Eldest son, the Lin family is in danger of destruction within ten days." ”

What the!

Jing Du Taoist was shocked, his common surname is Lin, born in Luzhou, Jiangxi Province, the family is a quasi-first-class martial arts family in Luzhou, in the early years, he was dedicated to the Tao, unwilling to inherit the family business, and even broke off with his father, went out of the house, and visited famous mountains everywhere, until later by chance, Ning Yunzi, the peak master of Wudang Zigai Peak, was admitted to Wudang, and then later, many changes, he also lived in this Xiaoyao Valley.

More than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he is not confused, and he is almost unable to remember what color the land in his hometown is.

I thought that I would never have anything to do with that land again in this life, but I didn't expect to get such news today.

"Is Mother okay?"

The Jingdu Taoist priest spoke, and even if he tried his best to hide it, his voice still showed a trill.

Old Butler Lin's eyes froze, and Daoist Jingdu's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted, "Say it quickly!"

Gritting his teeth, Old Butler Lin spoke: "Recently, an elder from Lushan sent an elder to come to the house and asked the Lin family to move out of the ancestral land, because a copper vein controlled by the Lushan faction happened to extend under my Lin family's ancestral land, and there was a faint appearance of copper and gold, the old lady said a few more words, and was injured by that Elder Zhu's qi......"

"Bastard!"

The eyes of the Jingdu Taoist priest flashed coldly, and the air became cold in all directions, and the barren grass was full of signs of freezing.

Soon, the Jingdu Taoist showed a deep groan, the Lushan faction is the largest martial arts sect in Luzhou, it is a top sect, and even among the top sects, it is rarely reached, the head of the Lushan faction is a master who ranks more than 20 on the Yuan Shen list, and has a great reputation in the Yuan Shen of the Han Dynasty.

As for the copper vein, although the copper is precious, it can be cast and refined with broken hair blades, and even the lower traceless treasure soldiers, but what really makes the Lushan faction excited is probably the copper pure gold, which is enough to cast the precious treasure iron of the upper level of the traceless treasure soldiers, and even the psychic soldiers, if it is the copper gold iron cereal, it is the spirit iron, but even the copper and gold are enough to make any top sect excited, and even if it appears in the territory of Shiyan Prefecture, Wudang will also be moved.

"Let's go!"

Taking a deep breath, the Jingdu Taoist priest shouted, without the slightest hesitation.

Old Steward Lin was overjoyed in his heart, but he was a little apprehensive, he didn't know whether the name of Wudang could curb the Lushan faction, after all, as far as he knew, the eldest prince was just a deacon, or guarding a place like Xiaoyao Valley where he was on probation and death row, and he was obviously not treated well in Wudang Mountain.

As a major sect of Zhenguo, such as the deacon in Wudang Mountain, there are not one thousand but eight hundred, and it is enough to deter ordinary first-class sects and families, but if it is a thousand-year-old top sect like the Lushan faction, it really has no confidence.

"Wait!"

The Jingdu Taoist priest who had just taken a step stopped his figure again, which made the old housekeeper of Delin sink in his heart, could it be that the eldest prince did not want to provoke the Lushan faction, so he changed his mind at this time and did not want to go to this troubled water.

In fact, the old housekeeper Lin was also extremely anxious in his heart, if it wasn't for the desperate situation, if it wasn't for the foundation left by the ancestors, the lord would never have ordered himself to come to Shiyan Prefecture, Hubei Province, but if there is a little way, with his understanding of the master, it really only involves himself, even if he dies, he will not pull down his face again and ask for this eldest prince.

I just hate that I was too resolute back then.

Then, the old housekeeper Lin saw the Jingdu Taoist turn around, and walked into the bamboo building without the slightest hesitation and nostalgia.

This......

The old housekeeper trembled, even his heart trembled, he felt a little sad, the young man who was high-spirited back then, but indifferent as water, and now he really doesn't even miss a little old love?

The old man still clearly remembered that before he walked out of the Lin family, the old lady coughed up blood and sent him outside the gate, and he could see that the eager gaze in the old lady's eyes was something that had not been revealed for more than 20 years, and it had been suppressed for a long time.

People are dying, what face can't be erased, what emotions need to be suppressed, there are always some regrets that need to be made up for at this time......

It's just that Old Steward Lin couldn't have imagined that he traveled thousands of miles at night and rushed to this Wudang Mountain, but what he got in exchange was such a decisive back.

Shaking his head, the old man was about to turn around and leave, but he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and the Jingdu Taoist priest who had walked into the bamboo building appeared in front of him again, and handed over a carved book that exuded the fragrance of ink.

This is......

Old Butler Lin took the book handed over by Daoist Jingdu, and when he saw the words "Book of Rites" with warm handwriting on the burnt yellow page, he showed a puzzled look, he didn't know what the significance of Daoist Jingdu's actions at this time was.

Then, I saw that the Jingdu Taoist priest showed a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Steward Lin, I will go to Jiangxi Province first, and you will take this book and make a detour to Hailing Prefecture in Jianghuai Province, find someone for me, give him this book, and ask him to go to Jiangxi Province to help." ”

Jianghuai Province Hailing State?

Old Steward Lin was first happy in his heart when he heard this, the eldest prince is really not a person who has forgotten his roots, but he soon showed hesitation, with the identity of the eldest prince's cultivation, what kind of martial arts celebrity can he know, you know, the other party is a top sect, a thousand-year-old inheritance of the Lushan faction, even if it is an ordinary first-class mixed yuan realm, most of them will not be put in their eyes, maybe only the existence of the Dao Yuan God can make him fearful, but is that possible?

Old Steward Lin shook his head in his heart, but he still looked at Daoist Jing Du and said seriously: "Don't worry, the eldest prince, I will definitely bring it, I don't know which master the eldest prince wants me to find." ”

At this time, the Jingdu Taoist exhaled lightly, his eyes were a little distant, and it was not until after a few breaths that he spoke, and said lightly: "Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian!" (Asking for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!)