There is a mountain in Pingxi called "Fairy Mountain". Some people say that gods live in this mountain. However, no one has ever seen anyone going out of this mountain, and no one can enter this mountain.
The mountain peaks are thousands of meters high, and looking around, they look like fairy forests surrounded by layers of clouds and mist.
And there is a small wooden house on the top of the mountain.
The sun shone on the small wooden house, and the light mist in the early morning made the air particularly clear. The closed wooden door was opened at this moment, and a woman dressed in white walked out of the house.
She opened the door and looked up at the sun above her head, stretched her arms, and took a deep breath.
"Well, the sunshine in the morning is good. Master and apprentice have gone to practice."
After the woman in white finished speaking, she ran out of the wooden house and came to the empty green space between the top of the mountain.
The light of the sword flashed, dancing with full force every time. The door of the wooden house was pushed open again, and an old man walked out of the wooden house. He looked at the woman in white dancing the sword on the empty grass and sighed slightly.
, murmured in his mouth, "Is it God's will? Maybe, alas... I can't hide it, I can't hide it."
The old man shook his head and muttered to himself with a sigh.
"Xiaoyi, there's no need to practice anymore." The old man suddenly shouted, causing the dancing figure to listen and flew to the front of the old man.
"Master, what's wrong?" The woman in white frowned and looked at the old man in confusion.
"Xiaoyi, I have entrusted you with my lifelong martial arts training, and you have learned very well, so I don't have anything to teach you anymore. You can do whatever you want." The old man sighed.
"Master, can I go take revenge?" The woman in white looked happy and asked happily.
"Hey, Xiaoyi, when will retribution happen? I hope you forget hatred. This is your best way back, otherwise..."
The old man didn't continue talking. He couldn't reveal the secret of what was destined in fate. Everything could only depend on whether Xiaoyi could escape.
"Master, she killed my whole family, I will never forget it." The woman in white looked cold and said coldly.
She will never forget the murder of her family. The moment she escaped thirteen years ago, she swore that she would take revenge!
"Sigh. You can do whatever you want. I can't persuade you as a teacher." The old man shook his head and sighed.
"Master, what will you do if I leave?" The woman in white looked embarrassed. What would the master do if she went down the mountain? Who would take care of the master?
"It's time to leave as a teacher." The old man sighed and looked up at the blue sky.
"Master..." The woman in white looked at the old man worriedly.
"It's okay, you go and clean up, and then go see your mother before going down the mountain." The old man put away his thoughts and said with a smile.
"Hmm..." The woman in white nodded and entered the wooden house.
The sun was shining on the earth, and the breeze from the top of the mountain was blowing, causing the white clothes to float in the air. The green hair was raised, and the woman in white looked at the grave in front of her with a sad face.
"Mother, Xiaoyi is going down the mountain today. I will come to see my mother when she takes her revenge. Mother, you must protect Xiaoyi."
The woman in white knelt in front of the grave, with tears falling from her eyes. She burned the coins in her slender hands, and a gust of breeze blew away the yellow coins.
"Mother, Xiaoyi will definitely avenge you. You and dad will rest in peace down here. Mother Xiaoyi is gone, and Xiaoyi will definitely make the person who killed us pay with his life, so that she can also taste the feeling of separation between yin and yang.
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The face of the woman in white became fierce, and her tone was cold and freezing...