Daoyuan's face became low under the dim candlelight, and he said slowly: "I have grown up with my master since I was a child. Master often tells me that the world is born in troubled times, and I will carry a sword to save the vicissitudes of life.

Now this southern region is like a ghost, with demons everywhere and people are living in poverty. Even though I have the intention to save people, I have no power to save people.

Now, under the guidance of the master and the entrusted by the King of the Ming Dynasty, he went to the ancestral temple of the Western Regions to seek the true scriptures to suppress the demons and stabilize the peace in the world."

The hunter sighed and said, "Demon!" He picked up the turbid wine on the table and said, "I have limited ability and cannot follow the Taoist priest to the Western Regions. I would like to wish the Taoist priest to retrieve the true scriptures as soon as possible and save the sentient beings in the southern region from the poison of demons."

Daoyuan also picked up the wine bowl and said seriously: "I will definitely do it!"

The hunter laughed and said, "Okay!" The two of them drank it all in one go, and the wine bowl was placed on the table with a thud.

Hunter smiled and said, "When I talk about demons, I remembered one thing too."

"I wish to hear it carefully!" Daoyuan said curiously.

The hunter said seriously: "If you go west dozens of miles, you will be in the Four Spirits Demon-Suppressing Mountain."

Daoyuan asked in confusion: "Four Spirits Demon Suppressing Mountain? What is that?"

"My father once told me that he said decades ago..." Hunter paused and hesitated and said: "Now it should be a hundred years ago!

A hundred years ago, a battle between gods and demons occurred over this mountain range. A great god brought down a divine punishment and suppressed a big demon under the sacred mountain. At that time, the earth was shaken, the sky and the earth were lost, and many mountain people knelt down in fear.

Afterwards, someone went to investigate. When you approach the sacred mountain, you could hear the roar of the demon head coming from inside. Four sacred beasts appeared in your mind, namely the Four Spirits. Later, the mountain was called the Four Spirits Demon-Suppressing Mountain. We didn't dare to get close, for fear of being bewitched by the demon head."

Daoyuan murmured: "Four Spirits Suppress the Demon Mountain!"

The man stood up and smiled and said, "The sky is no longer there, I will arrange a residence for you now."

Daoyuan quickly stood up and said gratefully: "Thank you, layman!"

Yesterday, I was tired all day, and the next day I slept until the sun rose, and Daoyuan was awakened by the banging sound. After getting up, he opened the door with a creaking sound and saw hunters outside using hunting knives to chop wood with hunting knives.

Seeing Daoyuan coming out, the hunter turned his head and grinned and said, "There is leopard meat porridge in the pot. You can eat some first. I will send you across the mountain later."

Daoyuan said gratefully: "Thank you, layman!"

After breakfast, the hunter wore leather armor, strong bow on his back, and took Daoyuan on his way with a hunting knife. He trampled through all the thorns along the way, and wild beasts were pissing off. Daoyuan was very envious. It would be great if I had such martial arts.

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk, and the two of them crossed the mountains and rivers and spent a night in the forest.

The next afternoon, the two walked out of a forest and saw a towering sacred mountain standing in the distance. Just a glance brought about a sense of majesty and sacredness, which was completely different from ordinary mountain peaks, just like a phoenix standing in a flock of chickens.

The hunter grinned and said, "That's the Four Spirits Demon-Suppressing Mountain, I can't go there."

Daoyuan nodded, tidied up his robe, turned around and bowed respectfully to the hunter, and said, "Thank you for helping the layman for seeing him off."

The hunter laughed and said, "You have the intention to save the people. Of course I want to help you. The Taoist priest is careful all the way."

Daoyuan nodded and led the big dark horse toward the Demon-Sheng Mountain step by step, with a determined look.

After a long time, Daoyuan and the dark horse disappeared into the mountains and forests. The light on the hunter's body turned into Shi Hao's appearance, and he disappeared into the air with a smile.

...

Daoyuan walked carefully at the foot of the Si Ling Demon-Suppressing Mountain with a high-headed horse. The name of Demon-Suppressing Mountain made his little heart pound and burst into pieces, and he was full of energy.

“Hey~”

“Hey~”

Two shouts suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Daoyuan lowered his head and walked away with his head silence, muttering, "I can't hear, I can't hear..."

"Hey, little Taoist priest, stop for me."

Daoyuan continued to bow his head and walk faster, his pace was a little faster.

In the mountain belly, Fan Xian looked at the projection of the space in front of him and felt speechless. Is this little Taoist priest deaf? He shouted loudly: "Little Taoist, you are going to the West to learn scriptures!"

Daoyuan staggered outside, raised his head and exclaimed, "How do you know?"

"Hehe~ I know a lot! A hundred years ago, I made a big mistake in the underworld and was suppressed by the Taoist sect. A few months ago, the Taoist sect sent a message saying that a Taoist disciple who had obtained scriptures would pass by, and he could save me, and I wanted to protect him to go to the Western Regions to seek the true scriptures." Fan Xian's anxious voice sounded in the sky, explaining the cause and effect in a few words, for fear that Daoyuan would leave without saying a word.

Daoyuan said suspiciously: "You are not lying to me, are you?"

Fan Xian raised his voice a few degrees and shouted angrily: "Of course it's true. Do you think you can really reach the Western Regions by yourself?"

Daoyuan pondered for a moment, looked up at the huge mountain, frowned and said, "Even if what you said was true, I don't have the cultivation level. How can such a high mountain save you?!"

Fan Xian shouted anxiously: "This mountain is the Taoist sacred mountain, and it cannot be broken by cultivation. If you touch the sacred mountain with your hands, you will think of saving me, and try passing your thoughts to the sacred mountain."

Daoyuan nodded and said, "Okay!"

I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. If there is any mechanism that needs to be destroyed, I really dare not. The deceased inside is the big devil who can make a big fuss in the underworld! I am worried that it is to convey my thoughts now, so I might as well give it a try. If he can really save him, it means that what he said is true, and there will be more security in the future, and the chances of success in learning from the scriptures will increase greatly.

Daoyuan staggered to the side of the mountain, pressed his hand on the rock, closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord, if the great demon suppressed in the mountain is really the one who the Taoist master arranged to protect his disciples to go west to obtain scriptures, please let him out!"

After silently reciting, flowing light flashed across the mountain, and pieces of runes flashed on it.

"Successful~ Successful~ I can go out! Hahaha~" Fan Xian's ecstatic scream sounded from the mountain belly.

Daoyuan quickly opened his eyes and saw the figures of the four spirit holy beasts on the top of the mountain flying, the green dragon in the east hovering, the white tiger in the west shaking, and the vermilion bird in the south flying, carrying a black trunk on his back.

Ang~

Roar ~

Trembling ~

Roar ~

...

Amid the four roars of shock, the four spirits holy beasts soared into the sky and turned into dense runes floating away.

Boom~ A sharp white sword light shot out from the abdomen of the mountain, directly penetrated the front and back of the mountain, slashing the entire sacred mountain in half. In an instant, the gravel fell and smoke rolled. The choked Taoist source coughed repeatedly, covering his face with his sleeves.

Amid the rolling smoke and dust, a disheveled figure walked out, holding a long cold sword in his hand.

Daoyuan waved his sleeves and coughed a few times, looked at the figure in front of him, and shouted in surprise: "That's great, you really have arranged for the Lord of Taoism to protect me from seeking scriptures."

Fan Xian looked at him deeply, bowed his hand and said casually: "Thank you for saving me, say goodbye!" The figure soared into the air, and a bang aroused a series of qi explosions and disappeared into the air.

Daoyuan's waving hand stopped in the air, his smile also frozen on his face, and his eyes were confused. Didn't he agree to accompany me to learn scriptures and play together? Why did you leave by yourself?!

Daoyuan came back to his senses and looked at the destroyed sacred mountain. He suddenly realized that he was afraid he had caused trouble, right? He released a big devil. He shivered all over his body subconsciously. He just saw that his hair was scattered and he didn't look like a good person!

...

Fan Xian was excited and shuttled through the flowing clouds at high altitude, knocking out big holes in the clouds, making a cheerful laugh, venting his voluntarily, then crossing the void and heading towards Haoran Academy in the East Region.

As soon as he arrived at Haoran Academy, the space suddenly became unstable and ripples appeared. Fan Xian suddenly popped out of the ripples, obviously a little panicked.

"Little junior brother, why are you back?" A smiling voice sounded in Fan Xian's ears.

Fan Xian looked down and looked down. A joy flashed in his eyes. He immediately swept down through the clouds and fell on the top of a mountain. There was a strange cypress growing on the top of the mountain. Under the cypress, a middle-aged man in blue clothes sat on the tree, with a faint smile on his face and a peaceful expression. He was holding a book in his hand and watching.

Fan Xian bowed his hands and shouted excitedly: "I have met Senior Brother."

Junlin put down the book and said with a smile: "Congratulations to my junior brother for his extraordinary achievements."

Fan Xian said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother, for reciting classic works of sages for me over the past century. Fan Xian will never forget the great kindness of great virtue."

Junlin smiled and said, "You brothers, don't be polite, these are all arranged by the teacher."

Fan Xian hurriedly said, "I'll go back and wash up now, and then pay a visit to the teacher."

Junlin shook his head and said, "No need, the teacher said that you will protect the Taoist disciples from the Western Regions to learn scriptures. You can walk more along the way and see more. I hope you can gain some insights."

Fan Xian suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "What? The teacher really asked me to worship that little Taoist priest as his teacher?"

Junlin smiled and said, "He is your father's reincarnation, and it's not embarrassing to worship him."

"But..." Fan Xian shouted anxiously.

Jun Lin interrupted Fan Xian and said, "This is what you have promised yourself. Haoran's words will be fulfilled."

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, bowed his hands and said, "I understand."

Jun Lin nodded with a chuckle and said, "Go back after washing up! There is no need to go to see the teacher." He leaned against the tree and continued to pick up the book to watch.

Fan Xian responded respectfully: "Yes!" He soared into the sky and flew towards the academy, obviously no longer had the previous excitement.

...

Before the Four Spirits Demon Suppressing Mountain, Daoyuan was leading a sturdy dark horse in the pile of rocks, looking frightened and anxious. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do if I accidentally release the big devil? This master has never taught me! The Heavenly Lord of Fusheng Wuliang, Dao Ancestor Goes Again, please drop the divine thunder and is that big devil!

Suddenly a stream of light shone down in the sky, and the flowing light fell on a huge rock. Fan Xian's figure appeared. He was wearing a strong suit and a long sword with his waist, and his eyebrows were revealed.

Fan Xian and Daoyuan looked at each other, and the space fell into silence.

Daoyuan's little heart was beating and he was worried and frightened. He actually flew down from the sky. Could it be that he was the powerful man who guarded the Demon-Suppressing Mountain? He looked at me like this, did he realize that I released the devil?!

Fan Xian hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and knelt down halfway, bowed his hand and whispered: "Fan Xian greets Master~"

Fan Xian moved, Daoyuan was faster than him, and knelt in the pile of rocks with a thud, and shouted loudly: "I was wrong~"

The two of them had their voices intertwined, and they looked up at the same time and fell into a daze.

Daoyuan came to his senses and asked carefully: "You want to worship me as your teacher?"

Fan Xian nodded and said coldly: "A few months ago, I received the advice from Taoist Qingyu, a Taoist sect. Some people who have obtained the scriptures passed by here and he could save me. I need to worship him as a teacher to protect her all the way west."
To be continued...