Jiuzun asked

Xiao Wendao climbed Tianzhu Mountain by himself, and there were many farmers and hunters on the trail, and there were also young cows and children.

"Passing the banyan tree, that's where Yi Zong is." The boy herding the cow, with braids and big black eyes, pointed out the way to Xiao Wen.

"What's your name."

"Fang Xiu, started by Yi Zu."

A cowherd named Fang Xiu led the green bull down the mountain, then turned around and said, "If it's getting dark, remember to go down the mountain."

Xiao Wenwen nodded lightly, picked up the steps, and went straight to the top of Tianzhu Mountain.

"Seek medical attention."

When he stood outside Yi Zong's mountain gate, he saw that the Yi Zong mountain gate was dilapidated, and green vines blocked the mountain gate, leaving a narrow gap in the door, allowing one person to walk along.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the inquiring person, but it was a Taoist boy about twelve or thirteen years old, with a bamboo basket on his back, in which were dozens of herbs.

However, this herb is common, not a treasure of genius, the rarest one is a ground cage plant.

"Pray."

Unexpectedly, the Taoist boy covered his mouth with a smile when he heard Xiao Wenwen's words, and said crisply: "Yi Zu, you never accept disciples, don't you know?"

Xiao Wenwen stretched out his right index finger, pointed at the top of the Taoist boy's head, flicked his brains, and then stepped into Yi Zong.

As far as the eye can see, there are lonely figures.

The faint medicinal fragrance lingers in this courtyard, which is very pleasant to smell.

I saw an old man sitting cross-legged on a wooden couch, feeling the pulse and healing a woman.The old man was thin, his eyes were like lightning, and his silver hair was draped behind him, making him look like a person.

"senior···."

Xiao Wenwen clasped his hands together, his light eyes swept over the old man's face, he was startled.

"Qingfeng welcomes guests." The old man called out, but asked without looking at Xiao.

A Taoist boy came out from the wooden hut, looked at Xiao Wendao eagerly, bowed and said: "My dear guest, seek revenge or repay kindness."

Xiao Wenwen was puzzled, why when he started, he asked "seeking a doctor...seeking the way".After getting started, it is all about seeking revenge or repaying kindness.

"Pray."

As soon as Xiao Wenwen finished speaking, he frightened the Taoist boy named Qingfeng, and there was nowhere to put his little hands.

At this time, the old man stood up, but slightly stooped, and raised his eyes to look at Xiao Wendao.

"Immortal, I don't know how this little mountain gate of mine offended Lord Dao." The old man spoke slowly and behaved humblely.

"I used to have an old friend named Yi Mubai." Xiao asked, looking at the old man's expression, he continued: "He is my teacher who taught me the karma, and he came from this Yizong."

"You said...an old friend." The old man called out.

"Ah."

"There are portraits."

Xiao asked to pick up a dead branch, and dipped in water to paint on the open space, with a few strokes.

When Yi Mubai's portrait appeared, the old man's starry eyes lowered, and he could not take a stick of incense to see it carefully.

"Qingfeng...tomorrow." The old man called out, and said softly: "Sweep the gate and go out to welcome the old man."

The two Taoist boys behind him, hearing what the old man said, supported the old man and walked slowly towards a wooden hut.

All those who came to ask for medicine looked at each other face to face, and Xiao Wendao's back felt cold when he saw it.

Squeak... ah.

A wooden door that had been covered in dust for a long time was pushed open by the old man, and he looked back at Xiao Wendao again.

Xiao Wenwen followed closely, and saw dozens of portraits hanging in the wooden hut. The people in the paintings were all dressed in plain white Taoist robes, with the word "Yi" embroidered on their backs.

And the person in the painting, holding the immortal sword, is called "Wu Ming".

Back then, in the Danqing Building, Xiao Wenwen saw Yi Mubai's sword, but there was no word, so he asked aloud.

At that time, Yi Mubai said casually, "I am an unknown person, so I use the unknown sword."

Taking a closer look, there are nineteen portraits hanging in the wooden hut, all of which are similar in appearance.

"You are the apprentice of that traitor." The old man shouted, his momentum rose, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Grandson."

"He...has a queen."

"There is a future."

Suddenly, the old man held a short blade, passed Xiao Wenwen's fingertip across a bloody hole, and took a deep sniff.

"Hmph... liar."

"I am his grandson, but not his own grandson." Xiao Wen asked, and continued: "He has a daughter, but she is his own."

"Oh, where is she?"

"Among the Kyushu."

Hearing what Xiao Wen asked, the old man's eyes darkened, and he murmured: "No wonder, his fate star fell, but it was in Kyushu."

"Among the Kyushu, why not."

"That rebel was originally born in the immortal way, but he has to go through the world of mortals." After the old man finished speaking, his face relaxed, and he continued: "Back then, Emperor Futian told his fortune for him. The fate inherited the origin and brought disaster to Kyushu... He didn't listen."

"Caused Kyushu." Xiao Wen asked for a moment of contemplation, and continued: "He is an immortal in Kyushu. He was worshiped by countless people, and he was conferred the title of Martial Venerable. What's the trouble..."

"Humph..." The old man snorted coldly, and continued: "A beauty is a disaster... Friendship is a disaster... If not, he would never have died in Kyushu."

Lao Dao said every word, but every word is correct, every word is like this.

Because of Wang Zhuoer, Yi Mubai was plotted by the emperor Xia Yuanmo all his life, but because of Xiao Tianyue, he stayed in Tianwu for more than two thousand years.

But when he died, it was because of him, the grandson of his sworn brother.

"Yi Zong died because of him." The old man shouted, but he was sad.

Xiao Wenwen listened carefully to what the old man said, and only then did he understand the reason and what kind of person this "Grandfather Mu Bai" was.

Back then, Yi Mubai was a rare spiritual root of the Dao of Heaven, and even a rare spiritual seed in Yi Zong.

At a young age, he broke through the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, watched the Cangyue Tower, even the night scene of Taiyi Mountain, and stayed for three days.

As for the Junlin Jiange, he thought about the stele, and within half a month, he understood the Junlin Jiange thoroughly.

The most astonishing move was to build a Shenxu outside of Yizong, called "Return to the Market".

Those who practiced Taoism in Guixu are all great fortune.Because, this land of return to ruins is the legendary Dragon Soul Domain, which is very mysterious.

Between the heaven and the earth, there are not a few people who watch the dragon and the phoenix. It is really rare that they may take the land of the blue dragon as their own.

Even Yu Shihu, the patriarch of the Litian sword with open hands and eyes, or Li Tai'a, the patriarch of the demonic way, dare not dream that they can turn the Longyu into a paradise for cultivation.

When he turned 19 years old, he cultivated to "Li Sheng", second only to Taoist ancestor's seven-step immortality.

In other words, he still beat Daozu!

After all, when Taoist ancestor practiced Taoism in Jiuli back then, it was enlightened by the way of heaven, and no one had ever seen it.But when Yi Mubai shattered the emptiness and became holy, it was seen by thousands of people.

What is Gu Miao is when Yi Mubai was standing in Ling Jue!

"You mean...Grandpa Mu Bai is an Earth Immortal." Xiao asked.

"Well, young Earth Immortal."