The mountains are vast and the green mountains are faint.

Thin clouds and mist cover the peaks, and the mountains are quiet and peaceful on rainy days after autumn.

Top of the mountain, edge of the cliff.

An old man in white sat cross-legged on the cushion, with red face and crane hair, and was energetic. He looked like an ordinary person, but like an exiled immortal from heaven.

A Taoist boy in green stood beside him.

The Taoist boy has red lips and white teeth, and his facial features are upright. Although he is not handsome, he can also be called a handsome appearance.

He has not looked taller, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The Taoist boy was named Lu Qian, and he was the boy who collected herbs by the old immortal Mo Liang.

Mo Liang, a well-known old immortal with a radius of hundreds of miles, was highly praised by high-ranking officials and nobles. He spent manpower and material resources to practice a Taoist temple on the mountain.

People at the foot of the mountain admire their reputation and strive to send them to serve.

Lu Qian's parents died since childhood. He wanted to try his luck, but he was really chosen.

call!

At this time, the old immortal let out a breath of white breath and woke up after the exercise.

The old immortal stroked a foot of long beard, looked at Lu Qian, and said kindly: "I want to take the elixir."

Immortal elixir? What Immortal elixir?

Lu Qian was confused. When did the old immortal give him a fairy pill?

So he said carefully: "Old immortal, boy is stupid, where is the elixir placed?"

"Immortal Pill?" Taoist Mo seemed to smile, his smile getting bigger and bigger, becoming more and more weird.

Suddenly, Mo Daoren's skin cracked, revealing the flesh and blood of the indigo inside.

Promote!

The human skin fell off, and it caught my eye was a blue-skinned yaksha with an indigo all over, a green face and fangs, and two peaks above my head.

Yasha's right claw was poked out, and his fingertips, as sharp as a dagger, quickly cut open Lu Qian's chest, and took out a beating heart.

Yasha opened his bloody mouth, ate the heart, chewed it in big mouth, and the blood dripped along the corners of his mouth.

"Ah!!" Lu Qian felt the pain at this time, covered his heart, looking at the monster in front of him in disbelief.

Then the eyes went dark.

Hurry!

On the bed, a man suddenly sat up.

Sweats cold and shivering.

Lu Qian looked around.

The night is bright and deep, and the moonlight pours over the ground like silver yarn.

"It turned out to be a dream..." Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were not relaxed at all.

I have thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night. I found clues on weekdays, so I have such a dream.

He is indeed Mo Xianren’s Taoist boy, and he has been on this mountain for half a year.

This Taoist temple is not just him.

There are more than ten boys, slaves, and more than a hundred guards.

The first month after entering the door, I mainly do some miscellaneous work, picking water and chopping firewood, etc.

After that, Mo Dao Ren will teach everyone a set of meditation methods.

If you practice the sense of venting energy, you will be recommended to a higher platform to practice.

It's simply a step to reach the sky.

Everyone wants to become a Taoist priest who everyone admires and enjoy wealth and glory.

Lu Qian himself thinks so too.

Or that's his purpose was originally.

"I awakened Su Hui in my previous life a few years ago. I planned for a long time before I got the opportunity to get started. I never thought that this person was a demon..."

Lu Qian sighed deeply.

His soul is a man outside the sky, which is the so-called time traveler.

A few days ago, I went to the back mountain to chop firewood and accidentally discovered my senior's clothes and some personal belongings.

These seniors were a few months earlier than Lu Qian’s entry, and one of them lived in the same room with Lu Qian.

These people have cultivated a sense of qi.

According to Mo Daoren's promise, they will all be recommended to the Immortal Sect for further cultivation.

Why did their personal belongings happen in the barren mountains?

And these people never appeared again after they left.

With doubts in my heart, combined with Mo Dao Ren’s unusual behavior on weekdays.

Lu Qian was horrified to find that these people were probably killed.

I don’t know why I was killed, but I will definitely not be alive anyway.

This mountain is not a place for the cultivation of immortals who have attained enlightenment, but an evil place that hides filth and defilements!

I wanted to run away, but now on the mountain, the only exit is guarded.

Moreover, most of the mountain are the territory of Mo Daoren's believers.

Mo Dao Ren takes both black and white, he is just an ordinary person, and I am afraid he can't beat them.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

"Lu Qian, what happened?"

A man's call came from outside the door.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." Lu Qian said quickly.

"Just be fine, have a good rest."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Lu Qian sat up, his eyes closed seven points, and his tongue pressed against his upper palate.

My mind gradually calmed down.

After a while, a heat flowed in my lower abdomen, and my whole body was warm, as if I was soaking in a hot spring.

This is the qi feeling taught by Mo Dao Ren.

The reason why he was so worried was because he had developed a sense of qi.

A few days ago, if I hadn't discovered this, I would have reported it to Mo Daoren with joy, and I wouldn't know how to die at that time.

After exercising his skills, Lu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are ten days left. There will be an assessment in ten days. I hope I can get away with it then."

At the end of each month, Mo Daoren would gather everyone to give him some advice.

Then, it will inevitably be exposed.

Lu Qian opened the window and breathed in.

The dark clouds are like ink, and the stars are dim.

Boom!

A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and the pale light illuminated the earth.

The strong wind suddenly rose and it started to rain heavily.

In the dark corner, there seemed to be a series of cold eyes staring at him.

The next day.

The rooster crows.

Lu Qian only came to his senses.

Wash a little, open the door and walk into the big house in the center.

Every morning, I have to pay my respects to Mo Dao Ren.

There were some Taoist boys wearing green clothes like Lu Qian.

These people walked together in groups of three or three, greeting each other, but none of them paid attention to Lu Qian, as if they were isolated.

At this time, the crowd separated.
To be continued...