Chapter 1: The Green Teenage Mile
Qingyun mountain range is towering, the tiger perched on the Central Plains, the yin of the mountain there is a big river "Hongchuan", the sun is a major town "Hanyang City", the world's throat, the geographic location is very important.
Qingyun Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, rolling peaks, the highest seven peaks, towering into the clouds, usually only see the white clouds around the mountainside, do not know the true face of the mountaintop. Qingyun Mountain is densely covered with forests, waterfalls and rocks, rare birds and exotic animals, in all the many, the scenery is dangerous and strange, the world is famous.
Only more famous, but in this mountain cultivation sect - "green cloud door".
The Qingyun lineage has a long history, founded more than 2,000 years ago, for the present day, the first of both good and evil.
It is said that the ancestor of the sect was originally a jianghu physiognomist, who lived half of his life in despair and depression. At the age of forty-nine, he traveled around the world and passed by Qingyun Mountain, and at a glance, he could see that this mountain was a wonderful place with its spiritual beauty, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Immediately climbed the mountain, drink the wind and dew, cultivate and refine the road, not a few, even in the depths of the Qingyun Mountain, a secret cave, get an anonymous ancient scrolls, contained in the law of all sorts of magic, difficult and withered, but is a wonderful use, great power.
Sagittarius had this strange encounter, and practiced. Suddenly twenty years, a small success, is out. Several times in the jianghu wind and rain, although can not dominate the world, but also became a side of the male. So in the green cloud mountain, open the sect, the name is "green cloud". Because of the nameless ancient scrolls contained in the Taoist, he will do Taoist dress, the self-titled "Qing Yunzi", the later generation of disciples more respect as "Qing Yun real".
Qing Yun Zi life three hundred and sixty-seven years old, received ten disciples before his death, dying urged: "I half a lifetime of learning, all in the physiognomy, especially in the Feng Shui of the phase. This Qingyun Mountain is a rare spiritual land on earth, I Qingyun a door possession of this mountain, the future will certainly prosper, you can never give up. Remember, remember!"
At that time, ten disciples have nodded, convinced, Qing Yun Zi Fang swiftly died. Unexpectedly after a hundred years, I do not know is the will of God, or simply is the green cloud son of the phantasmagoria is not good, the green cloud door instead of developed, but the decline.
Ten disciples, two premature death, four people died in the jianghu revenge duel, the remaining one crippled, one disappeared, only two lines.
So after fifty years, the green cloud mountain hundred miles around the occurrence of natural disasters and earthquakes have never been, flash floods, the ground shaking the mountain, death and injury, even is another extinct a line. The only remaining seedling, but limited to the qualifications, the ability to be low, as early as the Qing Yun Zi when the scenery, but because of the sake of the ancient scrolls, caused by the foreign enemy to fight, several bloody battles, if not the Qing Yun Zi left a few powerful forbidden treasures, I am afraid that the Qing Yun Sect has been destroyed.
This situation has continued for four hundred years, Qing Yun Sect has no improvement, almost can be described as languishing. In the end, and even bullied to the doorstep, the seven peaks of the Qingyun, in addition to the main peak "Tongtian Peak", the other six have been occupied by foreign enemies, which there are also robbers and bandits to make a stronghold, looting around, and rampage.
Do not know how many people have misunderstood, thought the Qingyun door has degenerated as such, Qingyun children, although much defense, but also have the intention to kill the enemy name, but have the heart but not the ability, poor lamentable. To this day, that is really the Qing Yun lineage of the most miserable period of time.
Until 1,300 years ago, the situation has changed.
Probably green cloud son of the phantasmagoria finally showed the spirit, or heaven tired, no longer play tricks on the green cloud door, at this time, the eleventh generation of the green cloud door in the heir, actually came out of a stunning talent, leader of the world's most outstanding characters - green leaf Taoist.
Qing Ye's family name is Ye, originally a poor scholar, talented and clever, but repeatedly failed to win, and then by chance, for the tenth generation of the Qing Yun door master Wu Fangzi accepted as a closed door disciple, only twenty-two years old.
Qing Ye after the entrance, only one year will be no Fangzi transmitted all the sword art method Tao comprehension, in the disciples of the leader. After another year, even Wu Fang Zi could only use his profound cultivation to barely fight with him. Wufangzi was so shocked and delighted that he decided to take out the ancient scroll passed down by his ancestor and passed it to Qing Ye for his own reference. Qing Ye will be in the mountain behind the Tongtian Peak "phantom moon cave" closed, this closed is thirteen years.
It is said that when he broke the barrier, it was the night of the full moon. That night, the cold moon hanging high, the whole Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak will be like daytime. Suddenly, the wind was gusting, the back of the mountain there is a dragon roar, sound vibration of a hundred miles, listen to all change color. After, there is a light purple auspicious light rises up, a loud bang, phantom moon cave open, green leaf beard and hair all white, with a smile, the body has a clear light, slowly step out, the crowd was horrified, thought to become immortal.
Subsequently, the green leaf formal monk, to the family name of the leaf, take the word of the green clouds of the green, so the name of the green leaf.
That day he laughed goodbye to his teacher without a square, said: "Master wait a moment, I went out to do business, a day that is back."
The people do not know why, a day and night after the Qing Ye Royal sword and back, the six peaks of the Qing Yunshan foreign enemies, has been put to death. Qing Ye Taoist Taoist strong, the means of ruthless, a time of fame in the world, the Qingyun door reputation.
After another year, no square son will be the head of the door to the green leaf, their own purification to go, no longer care about trivial matters in the door. Qing Ye after taking power, inspirational governance, vigorously help fellow disciples, strict selection of successors, coupled with his understanding from the nameless ancient scrolls, there are gods and ghosts of the power.
Qingyun door has been flourishing since then, fifty years, has been the pillar of the righteousness, and to two hundred years later, has led the righteousness of the various sects.
Green leaf real life five hundred and fifty years old and died, a life of discipleship rigor, only seven people, so the seven peaks of the Qingyun divided into seven people, so that the seven veins to pass on the flame. Among them, the long door resides in the main peak of the Tongtian Peak Qingyun Guan, is the center of gravity of a door.
And today, the green cloud disciples have nearly a thousand people, masters such as clouds, reputation, and "Tianyin Temple", "Burning Incense Valley" and listed as the world's three major sects. And the head of the Tao Xuan real person, the work of the creation, transcendent, but also the world's first-class personage.
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At the foot of Mount Qingyun, 50 miles northwest of Heyang City, there is a small village called "Grass Temple Village". There are more than forty families living here, and the people are simple and honest. Most of the people in the village go up to the mountains to collect firewood and hand it over to the Qingyun Sect in exchange for some silver to live on.
The villagers often see the disciples of the Qingyun Sect coming and going with all kinds of wonders, and they worship the Qingyun Sect, thinking that they are immortals. And the Qingyun door has always taken care of the surrounding people, the villagers here are also quite good.
This day, the sky is cloudy, dark clouds hanging low, let a person have a breathless feeling.
Looking from Grass Temple Village, the majestic Qing Yun Mountain plunged straight into the sky, with strange peaks and rocks, vaguely carrying a hint of hideousness. Only, the villagers had lived here for generations, and had seen this kind of scenery many times before, and did not care, not to mention the ignorant children.
"Brat, where are you running?"
A scolding, with a bit of laughter, came from the mouth of a half-grown child. He appeared to be around twelve or thirteen years old, with a clear look, leading four or five boys and girls, chasing after another child in front of him. The child in front of him is two years younger than him, shorter, at the moment his face is full of smiles, desperately running forward, in between also turned back and made a face.
"Zhang Xiaofan, if you have the guts, stop!" The kid at the back shouted.
The child at the front called Zhang Xiaofan pooh-poohed and said as he ran, "You think I'm an idiot!" Saying this, he instead ran even faster.
Running after them, these children gradually ran closer to the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village. From the outside, this small grass temple was dilapidated, and it was unknown how many human storms it had experienced.
Zhang Xiaofan took the lead and rushed in, unexpectedly not paying attention, was actually tripped by the door plate, thumped, fell down.
A few children behind him were overjoyed and swarmed up to him, pressing him underneath, and the clean-cut boy, with a winning face, laughed, ''I caught him! Now you have nothing to say, right?"
Who knew that Zhang Xiaofan rolled his strange eyes and said, "Not counting, not counting, you backstabbed me, how can you count?"
The boy was stunned and said, "When did I backstab you?"
Zhang Xiaofan said, "Good you Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?"
The child called Lin Jingyu exclaimed, "There is no such thing!"
Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, with an appearance of resolutely not surrendering or giving in.
Lin Jingyu was furious and choked him with one hand, saying angrily, "We agreed to admit defeat if we catch it, are you going to submit or not?"
Zhang Xiaofan ignored it.
Lin Jingyu's face turned red, his hand pressed harder, and he said loudly, "Will you serve or not?"
Zhang Xiaofan's windpipe was strangled by him, breathing gradually difficult, slowly his face also began to redden, but his young age, nature is extremely strong, hard not to say a word.
Lin Jingyu is more and more angry, hand strength is more and more big, mouth a stack of voice said: "serve or not, serve or not, serve or not?!"
At this time the other children see the wrong, are quietly shrink back, leaving only these two ignorant children, in order to fight for the sake of the spirit, by their own radical nature, so each other to insist on.
Seeing a big disaster will be born for no reason, suddenly heard a Buddha deep in the grass temple, someone said: "Amitabha Buddha, quickly stop."
A dry and thin palm, came out across the sky, stretched out two fingers, and flicked on Lin Jingyu's hands. Lin Jingyu was like an electric shock, his whole body was shaken, and his hands naturally loosened.
Zhang Xiaofan gasped, apparently suffocated hard. The two of them were stunned in the ground, back to God, remembered the scene just now, looked at each other, each other are more and more after the fear.
Lin Jingyu said in a daze: "Xiaofan, I'm sorry. I don't know how..."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, his breathing gradually stabilized, and said, "It's fine. Huh?"
The children followed his gaze and saw that in this temple, there was an aged monk standing, his face wrinkled, a worn out robe, and his entire body dirty. Only hand holding a string of jasper rosary, actually crystal clear, dazzling, emitting a faint green light.
Strangely enough, in a dozen consistent size, clean and clear jasper rosary beads, but also interspersed with a non-jade and non-stone, deep purple color, dull and lightless beads.
