Taoist enchanting [cultivation]

On Xuantian Mountain, there are rustling white clouds and a cool breeze.

A new batch of disciples followed Dan Yan and filed in to meet the head and elders of the Xuantian Sect.But seeing the young sect leader's face full of awe, the elder's silver hair is full of seriousness, everyone is silent, even panting carefully.

After everyone stood still, the young master coughed twice and began to lecture.

Since the opening of Hongmeng to the present, all kinds of past events of Xuantianmen have been recorded.The new disciples were drowsy when they heard it, and suddenly felt a splash of cold water in front of them, they shuddered and raised their eyes quietly, the young master still spoke solemnly, only the silver-haired elder leaned slightly on the back of the chair, his eyes were cold.

The disciples all lowered their heads.

It is said that the master who is lecturing is not the real master, but Dan Cheng, the master's personal apprentice.The head of the sect travels abroad and rarely returns to the sect. Although it has not been officially announced, the entire Xuantian sect already regards him as the future head.

There are even such rumors:

Elder Xuanyan couldn't get used to the unscrupulous leader Qinghong, so he specially set up a trick to drive him out, and helped another serious one to take charge.

From time to time, Xuanyan would cast inquiring gazes from below, but Xuanyan ignored them.After the lecture was over, Xuan Yan signaled Dan Yan to lead him away, flicked his sleeves, and stood up straight away.

"Elder, don't plan to teach a few words?"

Dan Cheng turned his head and asked him sternly.Xuan Yan frowned slightly, for a moment he didn't know whether it was good or bad to teach him to be so strict.

So mature at such a young age, he wouldn't be able to do it back then.

Without his affirmative answer, Dan Cheng seemed a little disappointed, and strode out.Xuanyan didn't need to think about it, he went straight to Yinyuan Palace to deal with business.

He was the only one left in the empty Tianshu Great Hall, the cool wind was blowing, and it was snow-covered as far as the eye could see, and the early spring at the foot of the mountain had not yet spread to Xuantian Mountain.He stood alone for a while, then walked out slowly.

It has been 500 years in a blink of an eye.

He has been on Xuantian Mountain for more than 500 years.

The passage of time has become blurred, and later when Qinghong took over the entire Xuantian Gate, he had no burden and would wander around the gate from time to time.Wherever Xianyun Yehe went, there was the figure of Elder Xuanyan.

Among the dead and injured of the Qing generation, Qing Hong was the only one left, and the head was destined to be handed over to him.However, Qinghong was restless. After making the sect flourish and becoming famous, he spent more than ten years teaching Dan Cheng, and left the important task of being the master to Dan Cheng. "Trial", and fled alone.

It was really running away... When he got the news and rushed to the mountain gate, Qinghong had already disappeared, leaving him with a group of Dan disciples, his hands trembling with anger.

But... that's all.

Qinghong has never been ashamed of his reputation as a genius, after less than a hundred years of his management, he has already been thriving.The people in the door are thriving, Xuanyan walks in the school, everyone sees him and shuns him politely - after all, he is an elder who is three or four generations behind, and with a legend of more than five hundred years, it is enough to look up to.

Some people even compared him with the founder of the sect, Zhenyang Patriarch, all kinds of vigor and vigor, even spread to the mortal world, and compiled an unknown number of playbooks.

What is it that you are not afraid of the powerful and noble, and come out of the dust, learn art from a teacher alone, go through hardships and kill enemies, and finally get to know each other and respect each other...

How did the legend come about.

When Xuanyan walked into Dongming Palace, Qin Shi was lying under his favorite clump of bamboo, reading a playbook with great enjoyment.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He squeezed a formula with his backhand, hid it in his sleeve and approached on tiptoe.Qin Shi suddenly let out a long sigh, and clicked his tongue twice: "What kind of virtue do you think you have passed on in the mortal world? You are ten feet long and strong enough to carry a tripod?"

A fluttering look cast over, "Carry one for me to see?"

Xuan Yan smiled, and raised his fingers together, still tucking them into his sleeves, "You can really joke - last night, who was it..."

Qin Shi froze when he heard the words, and drew his knife out with a shout, attacking him with a swipe.Xuanyan's long sleeves fluttered, as soft as the white clouds in the sky, and all his saber techniques were dissected without any trace, and he carried them in a graceful manner.

The sun was shining brightly, and the light of the knife was like mercury splashing on the ground, dazzled the guard disciples who came to report the news, and stood dumbfounded at the door.Xuan Yan didn't want to delay his business, so he snatched his dagger, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The two of them regained their composure, and hurriedly cupped their hands and said: "I tell the elders, Senior Brother Cheng, please go to Yinyuan Palace to have a talk."

The other added: "Senior brother Cheng said it was the news from Lingjing Palace. The head seems to be in Lingjing Palace. Senior brother Cheng, please go and discuss it."

Xuanyan didn't expect Qinghong to go to Lingjing Palace after being away for so long, and he was stunned for a moment.After the two guard disciples retreated, they were suddenly restrained by Qin Shi in turn.

Qin Shishang was complacent: "Do you dare to mention what happened last night this time?"

The person restrained by him didn't say a word, but gasped.Qin Shi jumped away as if his hands were scalded, and hurriedly went up to him: "What, what, did you lead to the wound?"

Xuan Yan smiled, flipped the dagger over and slapped him on the face.Qin Shi was furious. After jumping around, he dragged him back to the room, took out the wound medicine and applied it carefully on him.

There are guard disciples coming and going in a hurry outside, it is estimated that the head who has not shown up for a long time has news, and Dan Cheng needs to arrange something.Xuan Yan lay reclined on the couch, looked away, and stared intently at Qin Shi.

After that time in the ice prison, more than half of Qin Shi's cultivation was given to Xuan Yan, and he hanged Xuan Yan's life just like that, so Xuan Yan didn't have to suffer in the prison.However, after being destroyed by Xuan Lin, and then used to balance Xuan Yan's cultivation base, the ice prison collapsed completely. After decades, it was already green. Legend has it that the treasure of Patriarch Zhenyang and the world of ice and snow are just So it's all buried under the ground.

Xuanyan's life was saved, except for his silver hair, occasional red eyes, and bad temper, nothing serious happened.With the rest of his decades of cultivation, Qin Shi diligently followed Xuan Yan to practice, and at the same time took care of him meticulously. He was so attentive that even Qing Hong couldn't stand him, and he wanted to find someone to take Qin Shi's job.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Yan said leisurely in front of the young head: "You can find someone to do the work during the day, but what about at night?"

Qing Hong suddenly changed color, wishing he could cover Dan Cheng's ears, and both master and apprentice fled away together.

The cold ointment was applied to the wound, Xuan Yan clasped the brand new Qianji Sword with one hand, and couldn't help but touch Qin Shi's face with the other hand.

Dan Yan controls the penalty, Dan Mo controls the elixir and fairy grass, and assists Dan Cheng in managing the sect. They are all in order, and his guidance has long been unnecessary.

The disciples of Xuanlin's sect were killed and injured countless times, and the only ones left were either driven by Dan Yan, like Qiu Riyue and others, to return to Yujing to work for the sect, or like Guizhi, after several twists and turns, they actually relied on the golden spirit root to worship After entering the swordsmith's sect, he owed so much to the Xuantian sect, so he had to use magic weapons to pay back.

The Xuantian Sect is becoming more and more prosperous now, and the current and future head are worthy of great responsibilities, but his past has long been turned into ashes of history, without any trace.

After living to this point, he really has nothing to worry about.

Except for Qin Shi.

"what happened again?"

The two got along for a long time, and Qin Shi also learned a lot, and he was no longer as careless as he was at the beginning, and he felt his sadness keenly.Just when the medicine was finished, he threw the ointment box aside and lay down beside Xuanyan.

Inadvertently, their eyes meet.

Qin Shi also remembered a lot.

Tossed and fled from Si Shen's hands, and tossed around in the monk's mortal world with Xuan Yan, by chance, they ended up lying here safely.If he hadn't met Xuanyan, he might have died on the battlefield as early as when the Fanren detoured to Xihaiyuan.

As for chance, who can say clearly.

"When we find Qinghong's little bastard, we will go to the rest of the cave, maybe it will be beneficial to your practice." Xuanyan whispered, "You can also follow Patriarch Zhenyang and tie Qinghong to the sect. Let’s see the sky and the earth together again, the beautiful scenery, how about it?”

His eyes were not as fierce as when they first met, but finally, in the vicissitudes of life, they settled down to leisurely gentleness.

So, after the four eyes met, there were ten fingers interlocking.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: If you cough to death, you have to finish writing a chapter before the day after tomorrow [I hope this is not a flag]