100 million walk alone

Chapter 187 Purple Qi coming from the east
A streak of purple air soared into the sky and went straight into the sky.

Not limited to the two-in-one Dan domain, the purple air broke through the space limit.

In the outside world, a stream of purple air grew from the east, crossed planes, and merged with the purple air rising into the sky.

Ordinary people can't see such shocking visions at all, and what they can see when they look up is only the haze.

Low-level monks are also unaware, only those who have turned on Dharma Eyesight, or fourth-level masters, can see the two purple qi intertwine.

In Qingcheng Villa, Lei Xuanran, who was practicing in the guest room, raised his head and looked out the window.

She opened the door and rushed out, looking up at the purple air in the sky, unable to calm down for a long time.

An old Taoist priest floated beside Lei Xuanran, and said, "Go, I will bring you closer for a better look."

"Master, isn't it okay to watch from a distance like this?" Lei Xuanran asked curiously.

Zhang Tianshi said with emotion: "There are many talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are many strange talents in Bashu. In the past hundred years in Shushan, four real people have emerged in a row. If you don't take a closer look at such a grand event, you will regret it in the future."

Lei Xuanran heard something in the old Tianshi's words. The master had high hopes for her and concluded that she was the fourth real person in Shushan. He didn't expect to be preempted today.

The old celestial master said again: "The real person's purple energy contains the mysteries of the way of heaven. Just looking at it will be of great benefit to you, and will help you form alchemy in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Xuanran's eyes blurred.

The master and apprentice who were standing in Qingcheng Mountain Villa a second ago, appeared in the urban area dozens of miles away, standing on the rooftop of a film studio.

The purple light in front of him pierced through a gap in the void and shot straight into the sky.

"Strange."

Zhang Tianshi stared at the gap, feeling a little astonished for the first time.

"Old Heavenly Master, is there a way to break this pill domain?"

Accompanied by a clear voice, a middle-aged Taoist priest descended from the sky.

The style of the apricot yellow Taoist robe is very different from Zhang Tianshi's blue Taoist robe.

"It turned out to be Master Ziyang." Zhang Tianshi was very modest: "Impoverished people are just strangers from other places, so I don't know much about the heroes of Mount Shu. Master Ziyang has lived in Mount Shu for a long time, please give me your advice."

Master Ziyang smiled wryly when he heard the words: "The old celestial master praised the younger generation. The alchemy domain in front of me seems to be composed of two alchemy domains merged into one, which conceals the secrets of heaven and forms its own laws of heaven and earth. The poor have never heard of it."

Zhang Tianshi also smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I have lived for nearly 200 years and have never seen such a weird alchemy realm."

Master Ziyang changed the way of asking: "Dare to ask the old heavenly master, is there a way to take a look inside?"

Zhang Tianshi shook his head: "It's absolutely unnecessary, the newly born real person has his own auspiciousness. It's rude for me to come to join in the fun, why bother to interfere, and wait here for the result."

……

Emei is beautiful all over the world.

In a small town at the foot of the mountain, a greasy-looking middle-aged man was flirting with the proprietress of a cold dish restaurant, and all kinds of earthy love stories came out endlessly.

This greasy uncle actually pretended to be a literary and art worker in his words: "Miss Boss, please show more respect to artists, and cut more pork heads for me."

The proprietress was very aggressive: "You old bachelor, you pay four taels each time, and you want to eat half a catty of my meat!"

The uncle was about to reason with the proprietress when suddenly his eyes flashed and he looked at the sky.

The purple air rising from Rongcheng is hundreds of miles away from Mount Emei, so it must be invisible to ordinary people.

But the uncle in front of him was unusual, he not only saw it, but also tasted it.

"Forget it, scholars don't quarrel with you, I'm leaving."

The uncle picked up the packed pork head, hummed to my brother, turned his head and left.

The proprietress looked disgusted, and a few acquaintances on the way also had no good looks towards the uncle.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this old bachelor is too old to marry a wife, and has no serious job, so he insists on becoming an Internet writer.

According to an aunt from a street neighborhood committee in the town, the uncle’s pen name is Niu Quanben.

Neighbors in the neighborhood are spreading rumors that Niu Quanben is probably a street writer, and his life is not very good. He went out to pack a cold pork head and bargained with the proprietress.

The only thing that surprises everyone is that Niu Quanben is very good at taking care of himself. He was in his forties five years ago, and he is still the same five years later. It seems that there has been no change.

"Day, we have to change places again."

Looking up at the purple air in the sky, Niu Quanben sighed softly.

His choice to leave has nothing to do with that purple qi, but mainly has something to do with his age.

There are dozens of small towns around Mount Emei, and he changes places every five years.

Otherwise, if you live for too long, even the elementary school student next door will be old, but he is not old yet.

After such a rotation, hundreds of years have passed.

He watched generations grow old and die.

The girl in my memory, at the age of 80, left this world before him.

In my memory, there was an elementary school student with a snot hanging from his nose, but he disappeared at the age of 65.

There was also a newborn baby, and he drank the child's full moon wine.

Seventy years later, he used another identity to attend the child's funeral.

In this way, he has been around Mount Emei for a hundred years, and has gone through vicissitudes.

"Lonely!"

After walking out of the town, Niu Quanben looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

He fumbled in his pocket, and took out a small bottle of crooked-mouthed Laobaigan. He ate and drank pork head meat as he walked.

While eating, he suddenly appeared in the provincial capital hundreds of miles away, standing on a rooftop.

"Reverend Niu, long time no see."

Master Ziyang said hello quickly, and his attitude was more polite than that towards Master Zhang.

"Ziyang, you're here too. Do you have any female Taoist priests in Qingcheng Mountain, please introduce one to me."

As soon as Niu Quanben opened his mouth, he didn't treat himself as an outsider.

All the folks in the village despise him, not without reason.

"Ahem, no..."

Master Ziyang coughed dryly, and quickly changed the subject: "Let me introduce to you, this is Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain, and this is a senior disciple of the old master. Both of you, this is Master Niu of Mount Emei."

"It turned out to be a real Niu, who has admired his name for a long time, like thunder." The old Tianshi is also a veteran of the world, and he has a way of commercial boasting. Speaking of which, this is the first time he has met a Niu Ren.

"Junior Lei Xuanran, I have met Daoist Niu." Lei Xuanran bowed and greeted cooperatively.

"Lei Xuanran? There's a big commotion, it's terrible, it's terrible, what a good name!" Niu Quanben stared at Lei Xuanran's chest, and said a few words in a row.

Lei Xuanran blushed, the real person in front of him was too real.

As we all know, people and things that are too real cannot be accepted by everyone.

Niu Quanben said again: "Little girl, don't get me wrong. With your image and temperament, I plan to use you as the prototype to shape the heroine of my next book."

Lei Xuanran was taken aback: "Senior, you still write books?"

Niu Quanben sighed: "I have nothing to do to write online novels. The world of writers is not easy these days. Last time I wrote an idiom - water latex melting, I was hacked by 404 holy swords, making my hair disheveled." .”

Lei Xuanran asked: "Why can't that idiom be written?"

Niu Quanben looked sad: "It is said that it is because of 'latex'."

Immortal Ziyang next to him was shocked: "Is this happening? If you don't tell me, I don't even know."

"Who says it's not!" Niu Quanben was even more distressed: "The fairy is so rigid, this is reverse marketing. It is a normal idiom, but it has to be made like this, forcing everyone to think in a wrong way."

Lei Xuanran couldn't get in the conversation, and was shocked. So, do real people chat like this?

She didn't dare to intervene rashly, because she knew that among the three masters in Shushan, Master Ziyang was the new generation, and the other two masters were seniors with ridiculously high status in the world.

She also knew that Zhang Tianshi, known as No. 1 in the Tang Dynasty, had four words for Niu Zhenren: unfathomable.

……

Shennongjia, Savage Valley.

All major scenic spots in Shushan are open to tourists, but Shennongjia is an exception.

According to legend, there are many strange phenomena in this mysterious land, which cannot be explained by science, nor can comprehension.

There used to be an archaeological team that mysteriously disappeared here.

There is also a geological team that encountered unimaginable strange things.

Later, the entire scenic spot was closed, and the huge five-star blessed land became a no-man's land.

In fact, it is not a pure no-man's land. Among the three real people in Shushan, in addition to Ziyang real person in Qingcheng Mountain and Niu real person in Emei Mountain, the third real person lives in Shennongjia.

People only know that there is a real person in Shennongjia, but they don't know the real person's name.

I don't even know if the real person is a man or a woman.

The understanding of that real person in the world originated from a sword fairy who became famous earlier than Zhang Dekai one year ago. He went to Shennongjia to collect medicine, but was slapped and sent flying by a certain real person.

Since then, the big brothers in the rivers and lakes have confirmed two key points.

The first point, the strength of a real person is definitely above that of a sword fairy.

The second point is that there is a real person in Shennongjia who is so powerful that he has no friends.

Since then, Shennongjia has become a restricted area, and monks from all walks of life dare not go rashly.

On a sunny afternoon, the Savage Valley is in full bloom, and a pretty figure is bouncing around in the valley.

It was a girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a cute princess dress, chasing a butterfly.

Strange to say, she didn't wear shoes and ran with bare feet, but the soles of her feet were spotless.

Suddenly, the girl stopped and looked at the sky in the direction of Rongcheng.

Shennongjia and Rongcheng are also separated by hundreds of miles, but the girl saw the purple air rising into the sky at a glance.

The girl rolled her eyes, looked around for a while, and tiptoed towards the valley entrance.

As soon as I walked to the stone tablet outside the Savage Valley, a thin old man suddenly appeared, speaking with a [-]-year-old duck voice, said: "The Empress Dowager Yizhi, the real person needs to clean up in the Savage Valley, and please don't embarrass the old slave." .”

The girl said angrily: "Is your queen mother full of food and has nothing to do? Now Cao thief is holding the emperor to order the princes. The life of the little emperor is not as good as a dog. The queen mother doesn't think about her son. Why do you still have time to take care of me?" ?”

The skinny old man trembled when he heard the words: "Really, be careful with your words."

The girl pursed her lips and said, "Am I wrong? Thinking about the glory of Emperor Gaozu back then, when it comes to the generation of the queen mother and her husband, hehe. Then to the generation of her son, I am too embarrassed to comment."

She said she was embarrassed, but she wasn't embarrassed at all: "Look at the King of England, he still has some things. And the Emperor of the Eastern Kingdom, although he doesn't care about things, he still has face. Look at your little emperor, Nothing!"

The skinny old man said: "I don't understand the matters above, and I don't dare to ask about them. Daoist, please go back to the valley."

The girl had no intention of retreating: "Grandpa Zhang, please send a message to the queen mother's little girl. Blood is thicker than water, and no one can sever my blood relationship with her. Ask her to ask me to come out of the mountain and honor her uncle. Give her a hand."

The skinny old man couldn't be dealt with anymore: "Uncle?"

The girl was confident and confident: "In terms of seniority, the Empress Dowager called me aunt, isn't my husband her uncle?"

The skinny old man was at a loss: "A real person has never been married, so where is the queen mother's uncle?"

"Not now, but soon."

The girl became more and more complacent: "This real person watches the sky at night, sees the red luan and the silver stars, and there must be an unrivaled fate. Anyway, it won't be long, even if I don't go out, your queen mother's uncle will come to me. "

The skinny old man was not easily fooled: "How can you tell?"

The girl proudly said: "In terms of ability to pinch and calculate, all the monks in this Tang Dynasty are all younger brothers. I told your queen mother ten years ago that my future husband is still in junior high school!"

(End of this chapter)