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This is a small cave house, two or three zhang in radius, simple furnishings, but also elegant.

On the bamboo frame in the corner of the wall, there are animal skin scrolls, jade slips and other objects. On the stone table near the door, there are bronze mirrors and water leaks made of spars. In the delicate transparent water leak, there are water droplets that slowly flow with time. There is a pearl embedded in the roof of the cave, from which a faint but soft light slowly radiates and illuminates all directions.

On the ground in the cave room, a soft deerskin is paved. There was also a woman in white who was sitting cross-legged in it, but her thin shoulders and bloodless delicate face were even more weak against the backdrop of her black hair like a waterfall. Her long sleeves were flicked, her hands were lightly clenched, and her jade-like fingers were gently intertwined, and then her eyes moved slightly, as if she was puzzled: "Uncle Xuanyu went and returned, why did he ......?"

This woman is the owner of this room, Ziyan, and there is a woman sitting next to her, Yezi.

Ye Zi reached out and picked up the bronze mirror on the stone table and held it up in front of him, looked at it for a moment with his round face, pouted slightly dissatisfied, and complained: "When will I have such a beautiful ...... as my sister?"

Ziyan didn't think she was happy, but sighed slightly, and asked softly, "Ye Zi, are you still jealous of your sister's age?"

Ye Zi put down the bronze mirror, smiled apologetically, and then replied honestly: "Didn't you hear about it, it was the teacher who found Lingxia Mountain and insisted on worshipping into the immortal gate, but he had no spiritual root, so he took out the jade pendant given by his sister and forcibly visited him, and happened to meet Uncle Xuanyu who went down the mountain to pick up the disciples." He didn't know what was going on, so he came to inquire. When my sister learned about it, she didn't want to do much, so she asked me to give me a bottle of pill in return. Who expected that Uncle Shi didn't drive him down the mountain......"

Ziyan was puzzled: "He...... Isn't it ridiculous that he is a weak scholar with no spiritual roots, but he is in the immortal gate?"

She left the jade pendant at the beginning, more out of perfunctory meaning. Since we have received the favor of others, we cannot remain indifferent. And Lingshan is far away, and there is no day for each other to see each other again. Unexpectedly, not long after the two sisters returned, the man came later. Not only that, but he also wants to join the Immortal Gate as a mortal.

Ye Zi said: "Then sister, don't worry about it, Uncle Shi has placed him in the Yujing Spirit Mine." Besides, there are not no mortals on the mountain, and he is not afraid of loneliness!"

As said, there is really no shortage of mortals on Lingxia Mountain. Among the disciples recruited by the Immortal Sect, there are some who have spiritual roots, but due to mediocre qualifications, or other reasons, their cultivation is slow, and there is no shortage of them who have no cultivation at all. And these disciples were placed separately, that is, jade mining. In the eyes of a true disciple, that drudgery is clearly a despisable servitude.

Ziyan was slightly stunned: "Yujing Spirit Mine, Uncle Shi used him as a cheap servant......

Ye Zi said: "So what? If it weren't for Uncle Shi's kindness, even the lowly servants would not even think about it." Uncle Shi's move is clearly to please his sister, among the senior characters, he is handsome and empathetic......"

"Phew!"

Ziyan's expression was slightly confused, he snorted, and sighed faintly: "I was injured this time, and it has not healed so far, and it is even more difficult to build a foundation, where do you still have the heart to care, alas, ......"

She didn't finish her words, and the worry between her eyebrows grew thicker.

......

On a hill, a young man stood with his head held high and his hands behind his back. Although his clothes were tattered and dusty, even the cloth shoes showed a pair of toes, looking extremely shabby and downcast, but at this time he was smiling and looking refreshed.

"It's true that there must be a road before people reach the mountain, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village! This son finally went up the mountain and became a disciple of Xianmen, and the variables in the middle of it were really ups and downs. Thinking about it at this time, it's like a dream, hehe!"

He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and he couldn't help but be happy.

Someone came from a distance.

It was a middle-aged man with five big and three thick, with a beard and a fierce appearance, and before he came closer, he said impatiently: "You are not to blame? I am the manager of Yujing, come with me!"

When the people on the hill heard the call, they hurriedly owed a debt and flattered: "It turned out to be Steward Ge, Brother Ge, ah...... No, since you have arrived in the Immortal Gate, I should call you Senior Brother Ge!"

The young man was not to blame, he was already disheartened, lying alone in the stone pavilion at the bottom of the mountain and depressed, and was suddenly brought up the mountain by Xuanyu, who had gone and returned. The other party said that he was helping Ziyan repay the favor.

However, Xuanyu left the man here, went straight to the valley for a circle, and then walked away. It was as if he did not know blameless, and he had never brought anyone here.

The man who called himself Goqi walked a few steps, suddenly stood still, and glared at him: "I'm not a senior brother, nor a big brother, hum!" He snorted, turned around and left, shouting in his mouth: "I don't cultivate, I still want to mess around in the immortal gate......"

This man's temper is not small!

Shouldn't the immortal gate be pure and spontaneous and natural, how can there be a distinction between high and low authority and up and down. Is the position of steward very powerful, it seems to be very majestic!

Blameless said yes again and again, and then looked around disapprerovingly.

It was the clouds that retreated, just as twilight fell. Far and near, the sky is dark. A round of bright moon rises, and the four directions are ethereal.

Lingxia Mountain is indeed where the immortal family is located, and the weather is extraordinary!

From now on, the hunt should be gone. It's just that I don't know where the Purple Smoke Fairy is, and I'm going to visit it another day. Just imagine, reunited in a different place, looking at each other, with mixed feelings, what kind of moving scene it should be!

"Go down the well every day, finish work at the end of the day, come and go to search the body, and do not entrain......"

Wu Yi was still immersed in reverie, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. How can that Ge steward go farther and farther, what to go down the well, what to call it a day, I am here to be a disciple of Xianmen, not to do hard labor. He jumped off the hill and chased after him, and the other party kept taking care of himself: "There is a house in the mountain, and the gang is open at the right time, once a day, and it will not wait for the time to expire; Tamai rules, reward and punish by harvest......"

Well, the more you talk about it, the more you don't talk about it, there is only one meal a day, and you have to get up before dawn, otherwise you will starve if you don't eat. What's more, there is no shelter from the wind and rain! Even the shacks have come out, where is this still a fairy gate, it is a poor cold kiln!

Wu Yi ran very fast down the hillside, caught up with Ge Qi in a few steps, stretched out his hand to stop him, and asked in a loud voice: "Steward Ge, don't the disciples of the Immortal Sect want to cultivate? I came to visit the Purple Smoke Fairy, why do you have to do hard labor?"

Ge Qi suddenly stopped, his eyes widened: "You don't cultivate, and you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Immortal Sect?" You are just a lowly servant, and it is your duty to mine jade, and as for whether to cultivate or not, it is my business...... "He stretched out his hand and pulled it, opened his mouth and said: "Phew! I still want to visit the fairy, let's dream!"

He stumbled under his feet and almost fell, and said in surprise: "How can I say this, can't I go down the mountain just now...... "Originally, he cultivated immortals, but he was regarded as a cheap servant; looking for a fairy was actually a dream? It was too bullying, and this son quit!

Gochi didn't look back and said, "If you want to go down the mountain, no one will stop you." Go fast and get out of trouble!"

Blameless was choked by the words, and hated to turn away as soon as he stomped his feet.

At the same time, someone staggered past not far away, giggling and saying, "There are thousands of cliffs all around here, and you can't leave when you come!"

Looking through the hazy night, it was a man in his twenties, dressed in a green robe, medium height, yellow and thin, his eyes were spirited, looking up and down without blame, and said with a smile: "New here......?"

Ge Qi's face sank, and he said, "Zongbao, you don't mine jade, why are you here?"

The man named Zongbao shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "The time has passed, just call it a day, hunger in the belly, wandering around......" He seemed to be jealous, glanced at Wu Qi, smiled helplessly, turned around and staggered into the distance.

Blameless froze in place.

I thought that the hard labor was unimaginable, who thought that there was anything worse than this. You can't come and go, how different from a prison prisoner! Purple Smoke Fairy, you won't hurt me like this, right? Is it because you are afraid that I am not sincere enough, so this is the best intention......

Goqi continued to move forward and snorted loudly: "Hmph, if you don't get out, come over honestly with me, and then dare to be verbose, the door rules will serve!"

Blameless looked up at the night sky and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

It's still hot at the bottom of the mountain, but it's cool like water on the mountain. Shicai only cares about the excitement, and now he realizes that the chill hits people!

Fortunately, there is still a trace of longing, otherwise I would have been forced to jump off the cliff.

That's it, we're also people who have rules to serve. From now on, there is no need to wander around. And in those days, although I was scared, it was better to be unrestrained!

He sighed in self-pity, then shifted his steps.

In front of it is a valley with a row of houses built on the mountain. A few torches were already lit under the eaves, and the distance was brightly illuminated. Surrounded by peaks, it is hazy and unclear.

Suddenly, the house was in sight.

Gotch walked into a room, and without waiting for anyone to follow, he coldly dropped a sentence: "Wait here for ......"

No blame had to stop there, listless and looking around.

There was also a plaque in the room that Gochi approached, with three words written on it: Yujing Peak. There are several rooms next to each other not far away, which are the warehouse, the scripture hall and the room.

In a few moments, Gucci appeared under the eaves, dropped a bag in his hand, turned back and pulled out a torch, and commanded: "From here four or five miles to the south, it is the place to live, and go straight to the front, and come tomorrow morning to wait!"

Blameless stepped forward to take the torch, and wanted to ask a few words, but Gooch had already turned back to the house, and slammed the door shut. He leaned over and picked up the bag, and then looked dazed.

Four or five miles is not far away, the key is where is the south?

There is no blame to be confused, and then he laughs at himself.

When people are down, their hearts and eyes are not good. There is a bright moon in the sky, why worry about the unknown direction!

Wu blame checked the bag, and there were some catties in his hands. I don't know what is in it, and it's not too late to open it again to take a closer look. He slung the sack over his shoulder and walked out into the night with a torch......