There is a waterfall halfway up the mountain of Wuming Peak.

The winter is small, but the summer is full of momentum.

There is a small shallow pool under the waterfall, which is sparkling all year round, with clear water quality, and there are pebbles at the bottom of the pool, and sometimes swimming fish are rushing.

Slowly up the shallow pool, there is a green forest, with towering dead trees and lush green trees.

A stone cliff suddenly emerged between the woods, like a towering sword in the sky, but suddenly the mountain at the cliff became soft and there was a gentle stone platform. From a distance, it looked like a slanting waterfall.

Above the stone cliff is a simple courtyard with logs built with a quaint atmosphere.

This is where the mad Taoist lives.

It has been three years since he brought back the child. How can ordinary people compare with the qualifications of the son of God?

After practicing for half a year, he had achieved some success in practicing Qi in two and a half years, which alarmed the mountain gate.

"Yang Sheng, I'm going to go to Youlong Peak to listen to the Master's Discussion. If you are greedy for the shallow pools, you may miss the time." Sitting slanted on the edge of the stone platform, the crazy old Taoist was wearing a half-open Taoist robe, holding a chicken leg, calling Yang Sheng in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at Youyun in the sky, not looking too concerned.

But as he finished speaking, a "slam" sound of breaking water came from the shallow pool under the cliff. A small head poked out of the pool and swam quickly towards the shore.

When he got ashore, two fish about feet long were thrown by him on the shore. He looked up at the crazy old Taoist who was watching the floating clouds flowing, and said, "Master, do you think this fish is going to make the fish soup or roast it?"

The voice is calm, but it still cannot hide the childish voice.

It turned out that the one who came ashore from this shallow pond was just a child, but from a distance, he could see that his small body was strong and powerful. From his height, it was about the same as a 5 or 6-year-old child in the world.

This is the child who was taken back by the crazy old Taoist, and now he is three years old.

He was given the name Nie Yan by the master of the mountain gate, with his courtesy name Yangsheng and his name was Changwu.

The meaning of the name is enough to overcome his life's life will be as strong as fire and will be blindly dating with the fire of the five elements.

Changwu was his lifelong requirement. Just like the later generations of "Burning Flowers" there is a lyrics of "Burning Flowers" that are "the essence is pure and clean." He was born with a clear and exquisite heart, which could eventually be able to break through the world and a clear and exquisite heart.

"If you don't realize it, you will never avoid the suffering of reincarnation in every life."

Hearing Yang Sheng's call, the crazy old Taoist thought a little intently, but lowered his head but saw two silver fish jumping constantly on the rock beach, as if he was struggling hard to return to the rock beach.

The crazy old Taoist couldn't help but smile, and turned over and jumped straight down from the cliff, like a big roc spreading its wings, with the sound of the whistling wind, and only leverage the force on his toes. In a short while, the person had already arrived at the edge of the shallow pool.

"I'm listening to what you mean? Today's Master's sermon is inaccurate?" The crazy old Taoist smiled and swallowed his last bite of chicken legs. As he spoke, he had already arrived at Xiao Nie Yan's side.

Looking at the two fish, it was the fine silver fish unique to the rivers and streams of Wuming Peak. The meat is tender and thorny, fresh and fishy, ​​and it is the most delicious, but it is rare.

"If you don't go, you're talking about the enlightenment of the Heavenly Dao, but there is no specific technique to talk about. If you don't go, you won't go." Facing the inquiry of the crazy old Taoist, Xiao Nie Yan wiped the water droplets on his face, and his big eyes, which were clearly black and white, turned, but shook his head and denied it.

The crazy old Taoist looked at Xiao Nie Yan and sighed. This place is not really the upper realm. It is said to be a place that is far away from the world and is not involved in all kinds of worldly affairs. But in the end, it is still in this world. The three years of infecting the son of heaven and earth, the feeling of agility of heaven and man has become increasingly faded, like a child in the world.

A clear and exquisite heart has truly entered the world without realizing it. What you are afraid of is this kind of heart that is not touching the dust, which is the real love disaster.

It's like a piece of white paper, it's fine if you don't write and draw.

Once you write a stroke, it is easier to show the strong ink and colorful flavor.

Now, it has been shown.

I have a deep obsession with the devils and evil spirits.

After another thought, I thought that it was also a son of God. If I broke through the shackles of my brain and thought of all kinds, especially when I was a baby, I would be afraid that there would be another bloody storm in this world.

What does this God mean to come to this son?

The crazy old Taoist had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he picked up two thin-scale silverfish and threw them into the shallow pool. The fish was extremely agile. As soon as it entered the water, it shook its head and tail and turned around. After sweeping a wave, it had already swam far away and could no longer catch it.

"Master, you threw my fish away. This fish is not easy to catch. I have been waiting for several days." Nie Yan was dissatisfied, his little face bulged, and his rosy face looked red and cute, but it was difficult to cover the ends of his eyebrows and the sharp aura brought by the straight nose.

If it weren't for the big black and white eyes that were clearly distinguished by softness and innocence, I'm afraid this little three-year-old child would have an inaccessible aura.

"What did I say to you the day before yesterday? Everything is appropriate, and I will restrain myself and greed. This fine-scale silverfish will be eaten once a month. We have already drunk fish soup once this month. If you catch it, I will agree to you to eat it?" The crazy old man put away his cynical expression, became a little serious, and said solemnly to Nie Yan.

Nie Yan looked at his master with his big eyes, which were clearly black and white, and said, "I clearly want to eat in my heart, and I will restrain myself, but I don't really want to think about it anymore. What's the meaning of superficial kung fu?"

The crazy old Taoist frowned. It seemed that it was too early to start the intelligence, precocious mind, and full of spiritual energy, which was not necessarily a complete good thing. If this boy could not be guided properly at the mountain gate, his nature like fire would probably burn the entire earth.

"If you don't restrain yourself, will you let it develop?"

Such questions made Nie Yan speechless for a moment.

But the crazy old Taoist stepped forward and held Nie Yan's hand and said, "It's like before something is done, you can make all kinds of preparations to prevent things from getting worse. A heart that has not truly realized it, does not reach its roots directly, but can restrain your own behavior and language, instead of letting * control yourself, is that all kinds of preparations, do you understand?"

Nie Yan frowned, as if he had some understanding of the master's words.

The crazy old Taoist said, "Yang Sheng, how many times have you missed the Master's preaching? "

Nie Yan was embarrassed to scratch his head and whispered: "It's been eight times."

"I won't go again this time?" The crazy old Taoist stopped and glanced at Nie Yan sideways.

"Don't go." Nie Yan was not confident enough, but he still didn't want to go. If he was unwilling to listen, sitting there would have no effect. This straightforward self has been reflected in him since he was a child.

"Well, then don't go." What's rare is that the crazy old Taoist agreed for some reason.

In exchange for Nie Yan's cheers, the master and disciple joined hands to return to the stone cliff house.

In a blink of an eye, it was already setting sun.

Today, the crazy old Taoist does not allow Nie Yan to go, which has a profound meaning.

This son has achieved some success in practicing Qi at the age of three, but some magic methods are passed on to him as soon as possible, because the more advanced the magic methods are, the longer the time required to comprehend. This son's heart for eliminating demons is deeply rooted and irreversible. This matter is also in the way of heaven, so the mad old Taoist secretly decided to spread the "Thirteen Demon Suppression" and this son.

I was originally nervous. This was one of the secret techniques that were at the bottom of the mountain gate. I wonder what the master intended?

But he didn't expect that when the master spoke, he had already agreed, which was beyond the expectations of the crazy old Taoist.

You should know that the secret technique of shocking and a three-year-old child is like a joke. The crazy old Taoist is not sure that the master will agree. He just wants to mention this matter first so that the master can agree in the future.

So, Nie Yanchu turned three years old.

Finally, he began to practice the shocking technique of "Thirteen Demon-Suppressing Demons".

The first chapter of "Soul-Stirring Chapter" was six years old when Nie Yan was shocked by the entire mountain gate. Some people who were interested began to speculate that this son was born from an extraordinary background, but he did not get any clear statement.

There is no time to practice in the mountains, but time is as unforgettable as flowing water.

In a blink of an eye, it was another seven years.

During these seven years, the mad Taoist man was naturally the one who got along the most with Nie Yan. In addition, in the entire Taoist world, Nie Yan was only familiar with two disciples of Master Xu and Master Xu. The other cultivators were just ordinary friends and didn't even know their names.

But where is this? It is called the Taoist Realm, the most mysterious mountain gate in the world. It is essentially a mountain gate that hides the world. There are more than a hundred Taoists here, the rules are broad and loose, and only one iron cannot be shaken.

Once you leave this world, it is extremely difficult to come back.

Unless you have already gained a transcendent reputation and great merits in the world, you can return to the mountain gate to practice.

In addition, as long as you don’t violate the laws of heaven, you will not care about your relationship with you. What’s the point of not knowing many fellow disciples in the mountains?

It's night.

Nie Yan closed the book in his hand and couldn't help but murmur: "I didn't expect that the xx that circulated in the world was actually a disciple of Uncle Master. I don't know if he could do it. I wanted to see him."

The book in his hand was originally a miscellaneous book, which was borrowed by his master from the mountain gate and spent his spare time with him.

The book records some history, past events and outstanding figures of the mountain gate.

Nie Yan was amazed when he saw this. Half of the famous cultivators in the world, even the legendary cultivators, came from the small Taoist world. How could the young man not be fascinated?

But in his amazement, the door of the wooden house was pushed open without looking back. Just listening to the somewhat scattered steps, he knew that the crazy old Taoist was back.

"Master." Nie Yan turned around, and a smile naturally appeared on the corner of his mouth. After years of the mountain gate, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was dependent on his master for life. Obviously, his master is the most important one in his life.

"Yes." The crazy old Taoist responded casually, but threw down some things on the table.

But there are some herbs, pills, casually, and they are all extraordinary treasures in the world, but here are resources that the mountain gate has allocated to the cultivators, which are not very precious.

Seeing this, Nie Yan naturally went to clean up.

If the conditions allow, the practitioners will naturally not be able to cut off the herbal pills to strengthen themselves. If they just keep it, they will feel extremely strange. Why did the master bring back so many things this time? It has long surpassed the old rules.

"Master, is this? Have you made great contributions?" Nie Yan was curious.

The crazy old Taoist looked at Nie Yan deeply and said, ""Today, your uncle has set up a large formation, and one thing has been decided. So, I have brought back these, and the rules for our master and apprentice will be like this every month from now on. Specifically, my rules are unchanged, but the extra rules are yours."
Chapter completed!