On the sixth day of the sixth month, the heat is getting stronger. It was just past noon, but the official road at the foot of Xiyun Mountain was already stuffy and hot. The merchants who were rushing to the road while it was cold could not withstand the steamer-like weather and entered the roadside tree shade to cool down and rest.

The merchants rely on the peace and stability of Xiyun Mountain. If they are in wild mountains and forests elsewhere, they will not dare to be so comfortable even if they use their twelve points of courage.

The reason why Xiyun Mountain is so peaceful and happy is that there are no bandits because there is a famous thousand-year-old famous temple on the mountain - Xiyun Temple. Thousands of years ago, Xiyun Mountain was not called Xiyun Mountain. At that time, it was originally an unknown and dangerous mountain, but when it was close to the official road, it gathered 36 green forest bandits of all sizes, specializing in the business of robbing families.

These bandits were very cruel and robbing property could no longer satisfy their greed. The bandits often went down the mountain to kill people for fun, plunder the people, women acted as camp prostitutes, and men acted as coolies. A good mountain made the wind blow, and the streams on the mountain often washed down all kinds of tragic people's bodies, as if they were hell on earth.

The court at that time was also in trouble, and several times recruited troops to clear them out. However, the Xiyun Mountain was dangerous, with rugged rocks and wild forests. The bandits colluded with each other to occupy dangerous roads to build passes. The imperial army repeatedly fought over and over again, expending countless money and food, but they could not take advantage of it. The mere mobs could not do anything.

The emperor was furious and drew his sword to cut off the dragon case. He demoted the generals of the army and paid the salary. He was about to issue the imperial list to search for talents to destroy the bandits. At this time, Xiyun Mountain reported shocking news: A wild Taoist who came from somewhere alone, he captured the leaders of the thirty-six fierce bandits overnight and handed them to the government office. The rest of the followers saw that the bandit leader had surrendered and had already scattered the birds and beasts.

The emperor was overjoyed by the timely help. He immediately issued an order to show the thirty-six bandit leaders Ling Chi to the public, and to seize the remaining people with all their might. At the same time, he asked the Taoist to come to the capital to reward him.

Who knew that when the Wild Taoist faced the imperial edict, he just bowed his hand and said lightly: "The Master's reward is such a great deal, it is really a waste of my life. My Taoist is an idle cloud and a wild crane, a blessed person, extremely vulgar. If he reaches the heavens, he may have defiled the emperor's family. Besides, the wealth and honor of our Taoist practitioners are just like clouds. If the Master really intends to reward, I dare to ask the Master to seal this nameless wild mountain on my way. I wander for half my life, traveling around famous mountains and rivers, but I love the vulgar scenery of the wild mountains. If I can devote myself to practicing Taoism on this mountain, it would be a matter of my heart."

The emperor was overjoyed when he received the news. He was worried at first. Although the bandits were cleared up now, in time, if there were bandits gathering and roaring among them, they would definitely be a boil in their hearts. If this wild Taoist was practicing on the mountain, the bandits would definitely not dare to go up the mountain to cause trouble.

So the emperor immediately added the Ye Taoist as the national teacher to protect the country, mobilized tens of thousands of civil servants to find the Fengshui treasure land on Wuming Ye Mountain to build a Taoist temple according to the Taoist's instructions. Because this Ye Taoist loved the Liuyun Qingxi on the mountain, he called this mountain Xiyun Mountain. The Ye Taoist called himself Xiyun Zhenren, and this Taoist temple was called Xiyun Temple.

From then on, Xiyunguan stood on Xiyunshan, looking down at the world's three feet of worldly dust. Now it has been nearly a thousand years. In a thousand years, the tides have risen and fallen, flowers have faded and bloomed, and the Central Plains dynasties have continued to change, but Xiyunshan is a pure land on earth under the protection of Xiyunguan.

On the sixth day of the sixth month, it is the ascension ceremony that meets Xiyun Mountain once in 50 years.

The Master Xiyun, who was founded in Xiyun Mountain, was said to have finally cultivated the right path after more than a hundred years. The ceremony was held for this matter. Originally, the ceremony was once a year, but when the ceremony was held for the three hundred years of ascension, the then leader, Taoist Qingyue, suddenly dreamed of his ancestor Xiyun, saying that the ceremony once a year, was too much, and it was not done by those who practice Taoism, so it was changed to a ceremony once a year, and today it happened.

The Xiyun Temple attached great importance to this ceremony, and the preparations began three months ago. The head of the sect, Taoist Lingxu, abided by the ancestral teachings. This ceremony only invited several sects with deep roots. At that ceremony fifty years ago, it was said that the head of the sect, Taoist Zixia, attached great importance to the show, and nearly a hundred sects came to congratulate Xiyun Mountain.

At this time, there were fewer guests, but the rules could not be changed at all. At this time, the Taoist priests were busy in Xiyun Temple, whether in the front and back halls, or the corridors and kitchens. However, a thin figure quietly flashed out from a small door in the tall courtyard wall while the people were not prepared.

It turned out to be a fair boy.

The young man was wearing a Xuanqing Taoist robe, with a loose bun on his head, a bag on his back, and a three-foot sword in his hand. Because the weather was extremely stuffy, his cuffs rolled up to his arms, revealing his arms that were not much thicker than the firewood stick, and there were several clear blue and purple marks on it.

He leaned out of the small door and followed the bluestone road in the bamboo forest and trotted down the mountain.

The young man was named Zhou Shaobai. He was originally the only son of a wealthy family in Lianzhou City at the foot of Xiyun Mountain. His father was named Zhou Chaozong. He was engaged in medicinal materials business and had a long history with his wife, but he still had no children. Although he also hired famous doctors and used various secret recipes for the family's precious tonic medicinal materials, he still had no joy. It was not until he was over fifty that he got the savory snow red flowers from a monk in the snowland by chance, and Zhou Shaobai was found.

Zhou Chaozong and his wife naturally regarded this only son as the pearl in their eyes and loved him very much. However, Zhou Shaobai was weak and sick since childhood, and there were several times that were very dangerous. If Zhou Chaozong had not spent any effort to treat him, he would have almost lost his life. In order to ensure that the only son's bones were healthy and safe, Zhou Chaozong and his wife discussed with their wife and decided to send him to Xiyun Mountain to practice Taoism. First, Xiyun Mountain's practice can prolong life and strengthen muscles and bones. Second, Xiyun Mountain's medical skills are well-known for their fairy arts, and there are secret tonics for royal tribute every year. If the son can learn one or two, it will naturally be beneficial to his own medicinal business.

So, under the guidance of a familiar lay Buddhist and old friend, Zhou Chaozong took his youngest son Zhou Shaobai to the mountain to worship, and finally asked Zhou Shaobai to worship Taoist Chengyu of Xiyunguan as his teacher. Zhou Shaobai stopped in Xiyunguan and practiced until he was eight years old. He was only eight years old that year, and now it has been eight years since Zhou Shaobai grew from a drooping child to a fair boy.

However, Zhou Shaobai has not had a happy life in these eight years.

He walked on the bluestone road for about half an hour and was already sweating profusely. So he raised his arms to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, but unexpectedly he touched the wound on his arm again, and couldn't help but frown and said "Ouch".

It turned out that the eldest brother knew that Zhou Shaobai was from a wealthy family, so he often asked him for money to gamble. However, Zhou Shaobai practiced on the mountain and could not see his parents for a year, but where did the money come from? So he was regarded as a rebellion by the eldest brother, and was called around all day long, doing all kinds of dirty and tiring work. If there was a slight delay, he would get some punches and kicks. The eldest brother treated him like this, and the other brothers followed suit and bullied him.

In addition, the senior brothers were a few years older than Zhou Shaobai and were healthy. Although Zhou Shaobai also learned some basic introductory skills of the Xiyun Sect with his master, he was no match for the senior brother, so he was beaten to his purple body every few days.

He also secretly told his master Chengyu Taoist, but the eldest brother had always pretended to be well-behaved in front of his master. Chengyu Taoist was very kind and did not believe that his disciples would fight against his junior brother Zhou Shaobai. In addition, other disciples testified for the eldest disciple and did not bully him. He only said that the scars were left behind when the brothers and brothers were having fun. So Chengyu Taoist just told him to pay attention to the right position during the competition, so he continued to be obsessed with practicing.

Seeing that the master could not count on him, Zhou Shaobai was discouraged and his thoughts of running away became more and more intense. He finally made up his mind to take advantage of the ascension ceremony and had no time to escape. So the current scene came about.

Zhou Shaobai looked at the scars on his arm, frowned and said, "Senior Brother, I'll call you "Senior Brother". Have you ever regarded me as your junior brother for a day? Fortunately, from now on, I won't have to see you, the evil man again."

But where should I go this time down the mountain?

Zhou Shaobai frowned and thought: If he went home, don’t say that the master would send someone to find him. Even his father would definitely teach him a lesson and then send him up the mountain. By then, there would definitely be more severe punishments waiting for him.

Thinking of this festival, he felt panicked. What should he do if he had a home that he could not go back?

After thinking about it, I suddenly felt that there was no way out. The sixteen-year-old boy was anxious and sighed. He looked into the sky blankly, but suddenly a black dot fell rapidly in the vast blue sky above his head, with the momentum of wind and thunder, and instantly fell into the grass beside him!

Zhou Shaobai was startled and jumped aside, shaking his wrist, holding the sword in his hand. He felt the wave of air hitting his cheek, causing a slight pain. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a huge and strong black eagle. He suddenly stretched out his claws as sharp as a knife and grabbed a mountain deer from the grass. Without hesitation, he swelled his huge wings as long as two people. He made a slam and flew back into the sky like an arrow, and gradually disappeared, while the grass just now was still turbulent by the waves of air.

"Huh! So wonderful!" Zhou Shaobai said happily. He reached out to stroke his chest, feeling his heart shaking in excitement.

Yes, as the saying goes, the sea is wide and the fish leaps, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sky is so wide that the world is so vast that I, Zhou Shaobai, can be a seven-foot man, be a mountain deer in love with a nest? I want to be this eagle that soars thousands of miles so that no one dares to bully me again!

Zhou Shaobai was in a state of excitement and aroused his might. The haze that had been cleared out before was swept away. He couldn't help but hum a small song and trot down the bluestone road to the mountain, completely forgetting the sultry weather.

After walking for about half an hour, a loud noise suddenly came from the front. Zhou Shaobai was shocked and saw that the bushes on the side of the road had been smashed into a small piece by the falling objects in the air. He was very surprised and went forward to take a look. It was a mountain deer that had fallen to death. The scratches on his back were visible to the bones, just like silver hooks and iron scratches.

At this time, several strange long roars came from the sky. Zhou Shaobai felt a move in his heart. He looked up suddenly. Sure enough, he saw that it was the black giant eagle just now. He saw it hovering in the air for two weeks, and then fell down to the place where the mountain deer fell.

Zhou Shaobai was afraid of being hurt by it, so he hurriedly went to the side and squatted behind the stone. The giant eagle fell like black lightning, but this time he did not rush to fly away, but turned around and pecked on his body, and whistled a few times from time to time.

Zhou Shaobai was very surprised. When he looked closely, he saw a broken feather arrow inserted into the giant eagle. The giant eagle turned around and wanted to pull out the feather arrow, but it was almost inch away and could not reach it.

Zhou Shaobai just saw the majestic eagle of this giant eagle attacking the sky, which inspired his male pride. Now he saw that the giant eagle could not even hold a mountain deer because of pain. Zhou Shaobai shook his head and sighed, thinking: Black eagle, Black eagle, although you have giant wings covering the sky, you cannot soar straight up because of a small broken arrow. Just like I encountered a villain who could not concentrate on practicing, it is a pity! If not, I want to help you.

So Zhou Shaobai strengthened his courage and stood up from behind the stone. The giant eagle found him, immediately raised his head and chest, opened his big wings, sang a few times, put them away majesticly, let out a few long roars, and shot two arrow-like gazes at him.

Zhou Shaobai looked at the claws of the giant carving and found that its toes were much thicker than his arms. He couldn't help but feel worried: This giant carving's magical horse is abnormal. If he was grabbed by this claw, his arm would be broken.

The giant eagle bulged its giant wings again and fanned out a gust of wind. Zhou Shaobai covered the sand and gravel flying towards his eyes, thinking: No, the giant eagle suspected that I would be unfavorable to it, and I was afraid it would be gone!
Chapter completed!