The protagonist of destiny is online

The red maple falls, and the wind sends the spirit boat.

Yan Xuekong pulled on the railing, reluctantly saying goodbye to everyone, Xue Cunyi finally squeezed through the crowd, ran forward, waved and shouted: "Your Highness, Your Highness! I am too young to take over the Palace of Eternal Life!"

"Brother Cunyi, you have to believe in yourself!"

Yan Xuekong waved his small fist, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Yanyan will come to Lingzhou to play, goodbye!"

Ye Huanhuan carried the cub off the railing as the spirit boat lifted off. In the Hall of Eternal Life, everyone except Feng Ran and Feng Rao bowed down in unison: "Send off Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Shouting in the mouth, the voice spreads thousands of miles.

On the side of the long street and in the houses, the people of Lingzhou spontaneously responded one after another, bowing down in all directions: "Respectfully send off His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Only Xue Cunyi was still chasing Lingfang, he was out of breath until he really couldn't catch up, his eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Your Highness, thank you—"

In the phoenix tree forest, at the Temple of Eternal Life, without this trust and encouragement, he would not know where he would go and what situation he would be in.He has too much luck and gratitude that he can't express, but he will keep in mind and work hard, only wishing to live up to the entrustment.

"Your Highness, it's windy outside, go and sit inside."

Huaishan stood at the bow to control the direction, and Ye Huanhuan took a cloak and put it on the cub, persuading him, "Zhongzhou is a long way away, and the speed of Lingfang is not as fast as that of Lord Dragon God. It will take several days to get there."

Yan Xuekong shook his head, pointed at the sea of ​​misty clouds all around: "It's pretty."

Ye Huan smiled, and said softly: "Lingzhou is bordered by Dongzhou and Nanzhou. When His Highness came down, he took the road of Nanzhou. However, His Highness has already fought against the Ancient Sacred Sect, and the Lord Dragon God is not here. , it would be too troublesome, when we go back, how about going through Dongzhou?"

Yan Xuekong cupped his face and said, "Okay, I just went to see Grandpa Taoist."

"Your Highness has seen Daoist Qing Qiong?"

"My father and mother met each other personally, and Yanyan met when he was born."

Ye Huanhuan had heard about the birth of Crown Prince Dayan, and all parties from Jiuzhou came to congratulate him.

However, Daoist Qingqiong is Yuanchen Tianzun's senior brother and the first suzerain after the reconstruction of Qingqiong Daozong. Since he was passed on to be the next suzerain, he has rarely appeared in recent years.

Ye Huanhuan said: "Your Highness, if we go to visit rashly, we may not be able to meet Taoist Qingqiong."

Yan Xuekong only asked her to inform Huaishan, and carrying the cloak, ran into the cabin with a "da da", hugged Xie Yuchen's arm, and said with a beaming smile, "Brother Jun Yu, Yan Yan thought of it!"

Xie Yuchen's hands paused slightly, he put down his teacup steadily, and brushed away the silver hair covering his face: "What are you thinking of?"

Yan Xuekong said: "Grandpa Taoist must have a way to meet Yuanchen Tianzun. Yuanchen Tianzun is in charge of the destiny, and it should be the book of destiny written by him. Yan Yan will ask Grandpa Taoist to help him return it."

Xie Yuchen: "..."

When others get the Book of Destiny, they regard it as a treasure. This little guy is not only not interested, but also tries to throw it away.

Xie Yuchen saw the cub's confident expression of "Am I so smart", pinched his chubby face, and said, "You can try it. But you have already experienced Yan Wenyou's betrayal and the events of the Shura clan, why don't you?" The Book of Destiny? With it, you can know many things in advance, and you can also deal with them in advance."

"Because my mother said, my fate is up to me."

Hua Yuelong's education was also very successful in a sense, Xie Yuchen was speechless.

Yan Xuekong raised his head and smiled, and said, "Okay, okay, actually, it's because, as Brother Junyu said, destiny is irreversible, so it's useless to know in advance."

Xie Yuchen said meaningfully: "Then you are willing to let the fate dictate?"

"When the world is chaotic, stop it; when Shura appears, stop it; when the mountains and seas are overwhelmed, go to calm it down."

Yan Xuekong yawned, fell back naturally, put his head on Xie Yuchen's lap, and said in a childlike voice, "Brother Junyu, don't worry, Yanyan is not afraid at all."

He seemed really tired, huddled up, and soon fell asleep.

Xie Yuchen was startled, looked down at him, couldn't recover for a long time, am I worried?No, I just hate jumping pieces.

The wind blows the curtains, and the sea of ​​clouds is fickle, just like people's hearts.

Qingqiong Taoist Sect is located in Wuwang Mountain, Dongzhou, surrounded by majestic mountains and precipitous terrain, with a natural moat separating the two banks, and no human fireworks can be seen.

Lingfang crossed the cliff, just arrived at the mountain gate, besides the guarding disciples, there was another young man walking slowly, I saw him wearing a blue Taoist robe, his temperament was beyond dust, and he was handsome and good-looking.

But the movement was extremely slow, and the distance of ten steps was a hundred steps.

Yan Xuekong and the others had already disembarked from the spirit boat, and then he walked slowly to the front, and said politely: "Xu Xingran, Qingqiong Taoist sect, is ordered by the ancestor to welcome the distinguished guests."

Ye Huanhuan's eyes changed slightly, and he communicated a few words with the cub.

Xu Xingran, the young suzerain of the Qingqiong Dao Sect, is of the same generation as the current suzerain. It is said that he was met by the Qingqiong Daoist when he was out.

And Xu Xingran lived up to expectations. He established the foundation at the age of ten and formed the alchemy at the age of 13, overwhelming the younger generation in the sect. His reputation is even higher than Shangguan Mengyin of the ancient holy sect, and he can almost be called the No. [-] pride in Jiuzhou.

Yan Xuekong raised his face, waved his hand and greeted with a smile: "Hi, brother Xingran."

Xu Xingran stood on the spot for a while, then squatted down, staring at the cub with a pair of clear eyes, and said slowly: "Hello, the ancestor mentioned you, Your Highness Xuekong."

Yan Xuekong asked, "What did Grandpa Taoist say?"

Xu Xingran pondered for a while, and said honestly: "I said you are very cute, if your majesty and empress do not agree, I will take you back to the sect."

Everyone: "..."

Does Taoist Master Qing Qiong have any hobby of picking up children?

Yan Xuekong said "Oh", and whispered in Xu Xingran's ear: "Mother said, the Taoist grandfather is too old to marry a daughter-in-law, and his disciples have all run away. This is called an empty-nest old man."

Xu Xingran: "..."

Yan Xuekong: "You should help the Taoist grandfather find a wife and give birth to a... oops!"

Xie Yuchen patted the cub on the head, picked him up neatly, and said to the dazed Xu Xingran, "Lead the way."

If this nonsense continues, the number one arrogance of Qing Qiong Dao Sect will be fooled by this little guy.

After the cub was picked up, he was still restless and reached out to grab Xie Yuchen's ears. Xu Xingran felt sorry for him. He was beautiful and cute, but if he was really brought back to his clan by his master, he would be a demon king not inferior to Yuanchen Tianzun back then. .

A group of people entered the mountain gate. At this time, the morning class was over, and the young disciples gathered together in twos and threes, some were practicing martial arts, some were discussing Taoism, some were fighting, and what's more, they brought grilled fish to please the junior sisters. Was chased and beaten by the teacher.

Xie Yuchen watched the steam from the grilled fish, and those long and vague memories gradually became clear.

Like these young disciples, he had climbed mountains and dived into the water in the sect, skipped school with his brothers, endured the scolding of the teacher, and hid in the back mountain to roast fish together.

After many years, the Qingqiong Sect became the Qingqiong Taoist Sect. After the reconstruction, every inch of the mountains and plains can no longer be found as it was back then.

Yan Xuekong blinked and asked softly, "Brother Junyu, do you want to eat fish?"

Xie Yuchen said, "No."

Yan Xuekong said: "But, Yanyan wants to eat. After meeting the Taoist grandfather, let's go fish!"

Xu Xingran led the way slowly, pretending that he didn't hear the cub's words, just touch the fish if you touch the fish, anyway, this is also the old tradition of Qingqiong Daozong, it has been passed down from the generation of Yuanchen Tianzun, master Zu couldn't say anything.

Go up the stone steps to the top of Wuwang Mountain.

I saw an old man with white beard and hair standing there looking up at the vast sky with a whisk in his hand. When he heard the sound, he turned around and smiled kindly: "Your guest is coming, I am too old to welcome you."

"Grandpa Taoist, hello." Yan Xuekong jumped off Xie Yuchen and ran to Daoist Qingqiong with his short legs. When the old man leaned over to touch his head, he grabbed the long white beard .

Daoist Qing Qiong: "..."

He took the child into his arms, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness Xuekong, you were weak when you were young, but now you seem to be recovering. I have heard about Lingzhou and his party. Although His Highness is young, he is very talented. It is the good fortune of Nine Continents to be concerned about the common people and turn the tide when the Shura Clan is alive."

Yan Xuekong covered his face, feeling a little shy from being praised: "Grandpa Taoist, Yanyan needs your help with something."

Emperor Yuan and Empress Doted on this son very much, asking for the stars not to give the moon, Taoist Master Qing Qiong didn't know what this little Highness needed to ask others for help.

"Your Highness, it's okay to say, I will do my best."

"Yan Yan wants to see Yuan Chen Tianzun, is there any way for Grandpa Taoist?"

Taoist Master Qing Qiong was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes glanced over Xie Yuchen without any trace, and he asked, "Why do you want to see Tianzun Yuanchen?"

Yan Xuekong said softly: "Because Yanyan has something, I want to give it to him."

Daoist Qing Qiong only thought his childish words were cute and interesting, so he put him down, and said with deep meaning: "Your Highness, although I am the senior brother of Yuan Chen Tianzun, I can't help you with this. However, the fate in the world is wonderful. , you may be able to see him yourself in the future."

Yan Xuekong felt a little regretful, but he was not disappointed. He bounced back and held Xie Yuchen's hand: "Okay, okay, from now on, Yanyan will go to the sky to see him by himself."

Daoist Qing Qiong caressed his beard and smiled, "Your Highness is very ambitious."

Xie Yuchen glanced at him lightly, Taoist Master Qingqiong immediately suppressed his smile, cleared his throat, and said: "Xingran, you guys have come from a long way and have worked hard all the way, you take them to the guest room to rest first."

Xu Xingran said: "Yes, Master."

After they went down the mountain, Taoist Master Qing Qiong did not leave, and sat cross-legged on the rock with his eyes closed until the sunset and night fell.

Xie Yuchen's figure quietly emerged, and he casually walked to the edge of the cliff without saying a word.

Daoist Qing Qiong opened his eyes and called out, "Junior Brother."

Xie Yuchen said lightly: "300 years ago, you wouldn't have dared to call it that."

Daoist Qing Qiong stood up and sighed softly: "If your ruthless Taoist body is here, I naturally dare not call you that. But only I know that when you cut off the seven emotions, you didn't kill the seven emotions. The incarnation of the seven emotions in the world, has your last trace of nostalgia and affection for the world."

Xie Yuchen was noncommittal, the night wind was cold, and it couldn't compare to his coldness.

"But I didn't expect that you still have this kind of leisure time, turning into a child and staying by the side of His Highness the Great Yan." Daoist Qing Qiong walked behind him and shook his head: "If we hadn't grown up together, I would have recognized you." I can't believe your appearance when you were young."