Too Early

After a few moments, Qin Haoxuan appeared on the Yingling Mountain.

When the moon was hidden, the breeze slowly passed, and the world was silent. Qin Haoxuan could even hear the sound of the wind blowing across the earth.

Even though he has not set foot here for decades, Qin Haoxuan has accurately found the grave of his master and his brother Pu Hanzhong.

The disciples must be cleaned from time to time. Although the two tombs have existed for many years, there is no trace of weeds.

"Master, brother, Hao Xuan came to see you." Only then said a word, the kind of thoughts into the bones, but it must be sprayed out.

"Hao Xuan, Hao Xuan miss you..." Qin Haoxuan sat in front of Pu Hanzhong's tomb and sighed and looked at the clean tombstone. "It really has been gone for a long time."

"In these years, the disciples did not deliberately not come. The disciples went to the Wanjiao immortals and experienced a lot of experience in them. They also got a lot of opportunities..."

"Master, the disciple has become a family, and there is a child. The name is Yilan. He is very smart. He is much better than his disciples..." When he talked about Yilan, Qin Haoxuan’s words increased, and he would remember every little thing in blue. I said it.

"Also, the first wish after I stepped into the Taoist Way was realized. My parents have entered the fairy world. Presumably, they should be able to get the immortality of the immortal. Therefore, the disciples must work hard and must work hard to cultivate. To break through the void, you have to fly into a fairy..."

Qin Haoxuan sat in front of the tombstone of the scorpion, and there was nothing to relax before. He said, "Where to say where to say it, it is his home at the beginning, everyone is a family, but some words... he still only wants Talk to your own brother, your own master, and talk about it.

In his muttering words, Qin Haoxuan gently closed his eyes, and the fairy tree behind him quietly appeared. Qin Haoxuan once again heard the sound of the lively heart in his fairy tree. He seemed to see the spirit. On the mountain, there are countless white light spots, like fluttering, shining with soft light. Then, in the beginning, I taught a whole stretch of mountains and floating white spots. These light spots gradually gathered together. They all fell into their own fairy trees.

I don't know how long it took. In the fairy tree of Qin Haoxuan, a small life was born. From the dense leaves, a small doll appeared in the probe.

All this happened to be vague and ethereal, but Qin Haoxuan felt deeply that it seemed to be the whole Taichao, and the power of teaching all the help to help him break into the fairyland and set up his own fairy baby.

My fairy baby...

"Hey...hee..." The sound of the birds was introduced into the ears of Qin Haoxuan, and Qin Haoxuan came out of the realm of mysterious and mysterious.

Fairy baby! Qin Haoxuan never thought that his fairyland was achieved in this way! Without going to the retreat, everything is natural...

It’s a matter of course! Qin Haoxuan really understood the meaning of these four words for the first time!

Open your eyes and look at the clear blue above the high heavens. Qin Haoxuan smiled and stood up.

"Master, the disciple has something to do now. After this time, the disciple will come to see you and Pu Hanzhong."

......

Qin Haoxuan followed the mountain road and walked step by step.

"Qin elders." The disciple of the guardian Shanmen bowed to Qin Haoxuan.

Qin Haoxuan nodded and continued to go outside.

The disciple slightly hesitated, but still stopped in front of Qin Haoxuan: "Qin elder, because the war is just around the corner, the teacher has ordered the disciples to block the gate, you are..."

Qin Haoxuan smiled at him: "I want to go out."

The disciples who guarded the gates looked at each other and said: "The teacher said, during the blockade of the gate, unless there is a token of the church, it can't be..."

"I forgot." Qin Haoxuan took out a piece of non-gold non-jade, a black and white token.

"The disciple will open the gate for you."

Everything is easy with the token.

The mountain gate opened, and the disciple watching the mountain gate looked at the back of Qin Haoxuan. He couldn’t help but ask: "Qin elder, what are you going to do when you go out?"

"Look for someone."

The voice has not yet landed, and Qin Haoxuan has disappeared from the heavens and the earth.

According to the route in memory, Qin Haoxuan came to a valley nearly ten thousand miles north of Taichu.

At this time, when the grass grows, the green trees are cluttered, the water is flowing, the sun is sprinkling over the valley, and the warmth is warm, and the end is a beautiful view of the human world.

After Qin Haoxuan came to the valley, he continued to fly north for a few miles, and then came to a cave in the middle of the mountain.

Before entering the Dongfu, Qin Haoxuan’s brows were gently wrinkled because he did not feel a ban.

A cave house that is a monk in the absence of a monk should not be without any prohibition.

Without hesitation, Qin Haoxuan flew directly into Dongfu and discovered that the owner of Dongfu had left for a long time.

Within the Dongfu, it should be simple, except for the eyes of a nearly dry Lingquan, there is only one stone bed, one group of Pu, and a longevity card enshrined in the right position.

Before Qin Haoxuan went to the tablet, he wrote his name.

Looking at his longevity tablet, Qin Haoxuan smiled softly: "This child is still so filial."

Looking around, there are traces of the owner's departure for a long time. The dust on the stone table has been thickly covered. In the corner of the cave, there are even layers of spider webs.

Where have you been?

When he met Cao Qinghua again, Qin Haoxuan not only sent him the practice of practicing, but also opened up this place for him.

It is not easy to disperse the monasticism. After all, it is a disciple who is recognized by himself. Qin Haoxuan can't bear to let him break the road of cultivation.

This time to find him, but also for the future, just in case.

The two religions fought, and there was still some gap between the enemy and the enemy. Without the last moment, no one knows what the outcome is.

Although Qin Haoxuan is determined to coexist with the sects, he is also prepared to lose the sects. He is looking for Cao Qinghua. He wants to leave a trace for the early education. Once there is any accident in the sect, at least, there is Cao Qinghua. In the past few thousand years, the inheritance will not be broken.

However, where did Cao Qinghua go?

Qin Haoxuan walked out of Dongfu and flew up to the void, overlooking the valley. For a long time, he sighed softly: "Everything can't be forced. I only hope that Tsinghua can go all the way and go further on this road of cultivation."

No longer remember, Qin Haoxuan turned and left here.

Some of them aimlessly flew in the air. Qin Haoxuan looked at the side of the village for a moment, and saw the figure of the children playing and laughing.

Stopping his body shape, Qin Haoxuan stood in the air for a while, and what was in his heart was touched slightly.

The memory of my childhood was so far away.

Qin Haoxuan’s look at the memories of his life, the hometown that has not been remembered for a long time, has come to mind.

"It’s been a long time, I should go back and see it, and it’s impermanent, I don’t know how many times I can go back later.”

Offering a wing of freedom, Qin Haoxuan is as smooth as a stream across the sky.

When the setting sun is about to fall, Datian Town, which is backed by Xiaoyu Mountain, has come to a face that has been away from home for a long time.

This person is tall and tall, but looks like he is in his twenties, but his five senses are resolute, his face is calm, and he has been tempered by years of hard work.

Then, for a long way, he went to the head two or three steps. If the people in the town saw this scene, they would definitely scream at the immortal.

Qin Haoxuan looked at the familiar and somewhat strange Datian Town, silently sighing.

It has been nearly two hundred years since the brothers of the early education were selected to go up the mountain. In the 200 years, the monk’s career may not be long, but in the mortal world, it is enough for generations to prosper, although it is impossible to relocate the mountains. , but enough to make some familiar things strange.

Just like the small town in front of Qin Haoxuan.

Qin Haoxuan walked slowly and stepped forward step by step. He wanted to look for his own memory on this new road.

"This afterlife, looking at the eyes, are you coming to visit relatives or find people?" Several hairy old people are talking by the wall, they looked at the stranger, very friendly.

However, it was an ordinary question, but Qin Haoxuan stopped.

An old man looked at Qin Haoxuan with kindness and asked with a smile: "What is your name? Who are you looking for?"

"My name is Qin Haoxuan." Qin Haoxuan nodded at them.

"Qin Haoxuan?" said a few old people with doubts. "This name, this name, I really want to hear my grandfather said, saying that we are in Datian Town. It was also a fairy since hundreds of years ago. One of them is..."

A few old people stood up excitedly, but they didn't dare to approach, but they could only ask with a humble attitude: "Is it right, are you the immortal in our Datian town?"

Qin Haoxuan smiled, but his heart was sighing. I wanted to come. When I entered the early education, these old people were not born.

"Imperial, immortal!"

Seeing the look of Qin Haoxuan, the old people immediately confirmed that this is the immortal who is about to become a legend in Datian Town.

"Fairy! My little tiger is now thirteen years old. It is very clever. You can take him with the immortal."

"Xianren, my grandson is also a good seed, hunting is very good."

......

A few old people squatted in front of Qin Haoxuan and squatted deeply, but they kept talking about their age-appropriate children.

Qin Haoxuan looked at them and shook his head gently: "Teaching the apprentices in the early days, wait a while to talk about it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What the old people still want to say, look up, but find that the immortals are gone.

As night fell, the small town of Datian ignited the lights, especially one of them. The door of the house was plaque, and the dragon and phoenix danced the word "Zhang Fu".

Qin Haoxuan was hiding in the night, watching Zhang Quan’s brightly lit look, he couldn’t help but laugh: “Zhang’s mad home is just like him, and it’s going through several generations. It’s better to be able to develop it in the future.”

Qin Haoxuan returned to his home and waved his hand to remove the ban, and then walked in.

The full room of Chen miscellaneous reveals the desolateness of long-term uninhabited.

Qin Haoxuan picked up a spiritual method and cleaned the yard. Then he sat directly on the steps, leaning back against the pillars, and looking up at the stars in the sky.

Thinking of the old people I met not long ago, Xianfan became more and more different. The little hedgehog who slept for a day ran out of his arms, looked at the whole house curiously, then went back to Qin Haoxuan and accompanied him in a daze. .

"What are you thinking about?" I couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere. The little hedgehog stretched out his small claw and poked Qin Haoxuan.

"The old people I want to see, when I left, their ancestors may not have been born, but unfortunately, these people are so old now." Qin Haoxuan said casually.

"The mortal life is so many decades, what is so strange." The little hedgehog looked at the sky and said, "When these mortals know who you are, the excited look, I am afraid of their accident. ”

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