Pursuing Immortality

Bashan, dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on a rolling hill beam, the forest is full of dyed, and the clouds are shining. The tired birds have returned to their nests, and the coming night is blowing away the heat of the day.

When the last touch of the glory fell to the horizon at a speed visible to the naked eye, the mountains were dark and the sky was lacquered. Suddenly, this mountain beam moved, as if lazy to squat a waist, and began to slowly swim.

From west to east, the head is at the head of the mountain, and the tail is at the end of the mountain. A huge snake head is lifted up, and the body stretches for a long time. The green eyes of the green are all around, giving off the warmth and harmony of cold-blooded animals.

It smashed between the mountains, and the eyes were locked on a hut. The hut was very sinister and black.

Concentration of the Spirit, for a moment, seems to be thinking, followed by a mouthful. A group of weird aura enveloped the hut, and the black gas quickly faded, turning into a sigh of relief.

“Hey!”

The serpent reveals a few delights, narrowing his figure and hiding in the forest.

On the practice ground outside the several dozen li, there are stone piers at the four corners, and there are hollow hoods, which are filled with egg-sized beads, which emit bright and inconspicuous white light.

Three daoist silhouette are flying up and down in the field, fighting the joy. After about a scent of incense, the three talents staggered and stood at the same time.

Shui Lan Lan and Qing Buzi stood together, panting and sweating, and the clothes broke a few mouths. Opposite is Fang Yuan, but also a little lack of energy, but far less than two people wandering.

“I just learned a new move, I thought it was unexpected, and the result was broken.”

Shui Lan Lan put away the long sword, some helpless.

“I can’t beat it, but the Second Senior Brother is so powerful, Master is still not knowing how much!” Qing Buzi is also very frustrated.

“You are shorter than my entry. I take advantage of it. If you study hard, you will soon be able to surpass me.”

Fang Yuan scratched his head and was a little embarrassed.

Four disciples, Gu Xiaofei is sixteen years old, Fang Yuan is fifteen years old, and his temperament is steady and steady, which is reassuring. Both Shui Lan and Qing Buzi are thirteen-year-old, a smart and lively, so that they are smart, and there are still some hairs that still need to be polished.

They have been studying for more than a year, and they are still laying the foundation. Normally, they have very little communication with Master. They are very awe, and they are regarded as heavens. Since the time for receiving the training is still short, many things don’t understand much. I only know that my own sect is very powerful, and like many children, I am full of curiosity and eagerness to try.

The life in the mountains was boring, and the monks had finished their evening classes, went back to their homes to wash them, and went to eat and chat together – each holding the sword that Master gave, which was made by Xiaozhai’s three stones.

“Master sister seclusion for half a month, why not come out?” Qing Buzi said.

“Not seclusion, just saying that it takes time to think about it.”

“What do you think so?”

“She doesn’t say that oneself is in a mess, maybe, want…”

Shui Lan brewed an adjective and said: “To adjust, correct, adjust.”

“You didn’t see what she had just returned, thin and pallid, and definitely what major event.”

Fang Yuan fiddled with the fire, and it was grilled with a fat Spirit Beast. He said: “This is the Heart Demon that Master has said. In the past, I was a horse, and I couldn’t stop.”

“Hey, Master will definitely do it, she is so powerful!”

The three children sighed with a sigh of sighs and divided the dinner. The small fire was particularly obvious, and the Bashan, which was lined up at night, became more and more desolate.

The shredded huts of Shui Lan Lan suddenly burst into their mouths: “We have too few sects. During the day, it is fine at night, and the Junior Brother is afraid of sleeping alone.”

“Who, who is scared? How do you smear people innocently…” Qing Buzi’s face rose red.

“What is innocent? When we first entered the mountain, I obviously heard you crying in the house at night!” Shui Lanyi was merciless.

“Dao Cultivator, can you be afraid?”

The blue ribs on the forehead of the Qingbu were thrown out, and they tried to argue. Then it was difficult to understand. What was “small and small” and what was “weaning”, which caused everyone to laugh, and the mountains were filled with happy air. .

When he was happy, Fang Yuan suddenly converges his smile, draws his sword and gets up, pointing to a jungle in a short distance shouted: “Who?”

“Second Senior Brother…”

Both children were shocked and saw no signs, and a girl suddenly appeared in front.

The petite is small, the facial features are soft, the skin is extraordinarily fair, the eyes are closed, and the left eye drops a red blood-shaped mark.

She stood there, not say a word, motionless, very surprised.

“Is it strange?”

The monks looked at each other and were a little panicked.

Fang Yuan asked a few more questions, the other party should not be, and said: “Whether you are a demon, you are good at mountain gate, kill!”

The three people were still quick to respond, quickly surrounded by excitement and tension.

The girl is still closed, but her mouth is curled up and she seems to be smiling. She did not wait for the other party to make a move, the body shape brush disappeared, followed by the appearance of the green cloth.

Qing Buzi had very little experience with the enemy, and he was in a hurry. The girl did not attack further, and disappeared ghostly, standing in front of the water blue.

Shui Lan Lan is trying to come to the rescue, cold and not squatting at the individual, almost hit.

The girl still did not attack and disappeared for the third time.

“Chī! ”

Fang Yuan waved his sword and smashed into the empty space. Sure enough, the girl happened to be there, but the next second he widened his eyes.

Jianming Ming smashed down, but like the air, the other’s body seems to be a projection painting, virtual and illusory.

Hey!

The stunned heart is a sudden, secretly thought is not good, thinking about how to confront the enemy, and listen to a familiar voice.

“All right!”

“Master!”

The monks rushed to the past, and the people who came were Xiaozhai. She is obviously dissatisfied with the performance of the discipline. She teaches: “Xiaoyuan is not bad. What are you doing, you are in a hurry, and the teaching ability has been forgotten…”

The water blue scorpion and the green scorpion are cold and sweaty, and the head does not dare to lift.

Xiaozhai trained and waved, and the girl ran over, her limbs were soft, and it was not like zombie.

“Master, what is this?” Fang Yuan asked.

“This is a servant.”

Servant?

Fang Yuan paused, I suddenly remembered that this door has a unique set of advanced techniques, “but the servant’s technique?”

“Yes, it is the servant.”

The Xuanhuang School has a wide range of techniques, including all kinds of basic types. One of them is very special. Simply speaking, it is based on different characteristics, refining seven different servants, including:

Hey: It’s a child, that is, this girl.

魊: Refers to the country ghost, the most famous dying person in a country, such as Wu Zikai, he is the national ghost of Wu.

魓: The name of the ancient star.

魒: Ibid.

鬿: Ibid.

魙: People die as ghosts, ghosts die, and ghosts fear. It is said that this embarrassment is even worse than a ghost, and it is extremely rare.

鬽: The ghost of Yamazawa.

This method, I do not know where the Xuanhuang faction came from, or record it at hand, in short, there are few people to practice, because the conditions are too harsh, first find the right soul, and then find the right body.

It’s not that the smelting of evil spirits is evil. It just deviates from Xuanmen’s Fa-rectification. Like Ruisu’s Refining Corpse Technique, it comes from Maoshan. Although it is horrible, it is by no means an evil law.

Xiaozhai is also curious. After many years of hard work, she finally found eight corporeal bodies.

Oh, that’s right, it’s the eight that I’ve pinched to the Old Gu, like 魊, 魓, 魙, which are not found at all, so there are only two 鬾 and six 鬽.

Oh, woman!

She won’t be so aggressive in order to specialize in Gu Yu.

After some explanation, the monks are no longer afraid, and they start to look around.

Shui Lan Lan also reached out and poked. The girl’s face was smooth and delicate. It was just like True Man. It was just a bit shady. “Master, she just said that the sword is not hurt, how can it be a physical entity?”

“This is the Divine Ability of the servant. After you make a blood sacrifice, unless the enemy is much stronger than you, it can be arrogant, and the ordinary method is hard to hurt.”

“Oh ah?”

Shui Lan Lan reacted and was surprised to say: “Is this for me?”

“Yes, although it is a refining thing, we must be kind to it.”

Xiaozhai pointed out that the girl ran to her side and opened her eyes, which is no different from True Man. The more people look at the water, the more they look, the two people are also hot, and they are staring at the Master.

“When I find a man, let me say.”

Xiaozhai poured a cold water on her, she didn’t want the oneself’s discipline to become a dead fat house, and she played the maid doll in the house.

“Master ah…”

Fang Yuan is okay, Qing Buzi is just like prepare for there funeral. “You are not looking for eight, even if you give Master a one, what are you left to do?”

“Nature keeps the tea in the end.”

Xiaozhai smashed his sleeves and kicked a small disciple, taking care of himself.

She came to the huts and felt the aura inside. Sometimes it was not, sometimes it was gentle, sometimes it was swaying… It was obviously trapped in the heart of oneself, and she was not allowed to extricate herself.

She stretched out her hand and still didn’t push the door open and wiped away.

……

Gu Gufei returned to the mountain and told the original story.

“Junior Brother is dead, my heart is messed up, how can I get myself?”

“You are affectionate about him?”

“I, I don’t know, I need to think about it.”

“Then you are seclusion retreat, come back to me after ten days.”

So Gu Xiaofei shut oneself in the thatched cottage, do not eat or drink, after ten days but did not see the movement.

In this way, ten days later, ten days, ten days later and ten days… I don’t know how long it took, and they have forgotten this Master sister for a long time.

Xiaozhai is not on the mountain, as long as he is, he must go to the station in front of the station every day, but never push the door.

On the early morning of this day, the night rains and the smoke is vast.

Xiaozhai came to the hut as usual, and suddenly smiled and reached out.

“Oh!”

The wooden door that had been closed for a long time was finally pushed open. Gu Xiaofei was sitting on the cloud bed. It was very thin and pallid for a few months. Only the eyes were brighter than before.

“I want to understand?”

Xiaozhai stood in front of her.

“Master ……”

Gu Xiaofei squatted down, as if a lost traveler finally found an oasis, directly, simply, unwavering, “the reason is very simple, but I understand now.

I am not strong enough! ”

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