On the day I was born, I was haunted by evil spirits, and my life was short-lived.
It was an old Taoist who happened to be passing by and saved me from dying.
The old Taoist said that I have a strange destiny and am a cauldron coveted by evil spirits. The palace's atmosphere can no longer suppress my aura, and evil spirits will keep coming. If I want to survive, I can only follow him back to Bai Qingguan.
With no choice, I followed the old Taoist back to Bai Qingguan and became his teacher.
Master told me that I still have a senior brother, but he was invited to Yangzhou and has not come back yet.
When he mentioned his senior brother, the master suddenly smiled and shook his head, saying meaningfully:
"You and your senior brother have a very close relationship."
As for what was wrong, he refused to tell me.
In the second month after I entered the temple, Master came down the mountain for business and left me to watch the temple.
At night, I heard the howling sound of the wind, like a ghost crying. I woke up suddenly, grabbed the peach wood sword left by my master beside the bed and went out.
I saw black mist billowing outside the view, and the demonic aura was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved. A pair of golden eyes loomed in the mist, staring directly in the direction where I was. It is a dragon that is only one step away from transforming into a dragon.
The next second, regardless of the burning pain in its soul, it broke through the barrier outside and rushed towards me.
I turned around and ran towards the main hall almost by instinct. Just as the fishy wind was about to wrap around the back of my neck, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky. It was a collar with a charm embedded in it, and the chain with a "clang" was accurately put on the dragon's head. The chain gradually tightened, and the dragon let out a heart-rending cry. A purple-clothed figure stepped on the dragon's head and landed on the ground
"Who dares to come here and act wild?"
The owner of the voice was born with an extremely flamboyant personality, with sharp brow bones and raised eyes, showing his unruliness. The most eye-catching thing was the cinnabar between his eyebrows, which was as red as blood, making his cold white face look both gorgeous and cold.
He seemed to be aware of my gaze, and turned his head to look over. The moment our eyes met, a deafening sound of bells suddenly rang, drowning out the wail of the dragon and the howling mountain wind.
The young man's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Following his shocked gaze, I discovered that the source of the sound was not elsewhere, but the red rope tied around his left wrist.
The silver bell strung on the red rope was trembling crazily at the moment.
The destiny bell rings, love appears
Intention: In the early stage, you will be arrogant and disgusted, but in the later stage, you will be slapped in the face.
