The New Year comes and goes very quickly. In the city a hundred miles away from Nangong Mountain, the fireworks that rise every night become more and more sparse. The scene of dozens of golden leaves bursting into the night sky in the past can no longer be seen. After all, the money of wealthy people is also money. Even if they want to use firecrackers and fireworks to signify a prosperous new year, they cannot rest all day long. As soon as the New Year is over, people put away the fireworks one after another, say goodbye to their relatives, and go out to be busy or go to other places. Act within boundaries.
If we say that the New Year's Eve is a thread on the wanderer's mind, after May Day, except for the rich and wealthy, many men who work outside the home seem to be asking others to hold the other end of the long thread. It is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month when they should be reunited, and they have to endure it. I can't bear to go out.
One end of the year, one end of broken silver.
Literary men all say that the smell of copper is closer to that of writing and ink, but if there are not a few taels of broken silver, one will be poor and two will be poor at the end of the year, and the two will be in trouble.
But in the final analysis, spring has arrived, and everything under the sky is getting warmer. Within a few days, the branches and leaves will be sprouting, and the willows will be fresh and green.
Nangong Mountain is still the same. Zhao Ziyang stands with a big gun all day long, but fortunately, his physical foundation is solid and thick, and he can stand for several hours now. He loosens his molars in his mouth and his face softens slightly; Yun Zhong still practices swordsmanship from time to time. If he is tired from practicing swordsmanship, he will often go to the edge of the cliff and squat down, staring at the vast sea of clouds below. No one knows what he is feeling in his heart. He just stares at the sea of clouds for longer and longer. He even had to squeeze out time to go to the alchemy room, and stared at the sea of clouds in the mountains.
Even when Liu Qing got up in the morning, she saw several times. A young man wearing only a single suit squatted on the top of Nangong Mountain. He looked down crazily and saw that he was not afraid of heights at all. He often stretched out two fingers to gesture. , laughing so strangely that the scholar was horrified.
It's not that Liu Qing doesn't care, but he told his master many times, Wu Shuang just nodded and let him go. Although your junior brother's talent is not as good as others, his understanding is quite clear, and he might be able to figure out the situation. The best way is to put your mind on the elixir.
As for Qian Yin, he has changed from his usual sluggish nature these days, and he wants to throw his one or two hundred kilograms of meat into the alchemy cauldron for refining. Although his hair was unkempt, he was very full of energy. Even his normally round eyes were wide open. He ate and slept in the alchemy room. One night, he accidentally chewed a piece of medicinal material and was almost poisoned. Fortunately, Liu Qingqing went to the alchemy room early to take a look, otherwise he might have been poisoned inside.
Spring is about to return to the world, and these three disciples on Nangong Mountain are climbing higher step by step.
Today, Qian Yin's eyes were sore when he looked at the alchemy prescription, so he left the alchemy room, staggered to the outside of the cliff, stopped two or three steps away from Yunzhong, sat down cross-legged, and chirped, "Fourth brother, You stare at this sea of clouds all day long, what are you looking at?"
The young man sniffed and said without turning his head, "Look at the sea of clouds."
Qian Yin curled his lips, "It's as if I didn't say it. I've been watching the sea of clouds for ten years, but I haven't seen anything unique. It's the same as millions of clouds in the world. If you just stare at it day by day, how can you make the sea of clouds look like this?" Can you spot a flower?"
"Second senior brother doesn't practice swordsmanship, so it's understandable that he doesn't see any abnormalities." After Yun Zhong said this, he rubbed his sore neck, turned around and grinned at the senior brother, "I guess our master has a bad temper." Cutting through the sea of clouds, all the threads in the sea of clouds are filled with sword energy."
"Using this method to realize the realm?" Qian Yin scratched his chin and raised his eyebrows. "Isn't this like fishing for the moon in the water? The sea of clouds moves from time to time. Even if there are traces of sword energy scattered everywhere, they always move with the sea of clouds. Besides, How can you see clearly from such a distance?"
Qian Yin's words are not necessarily wrong. Over the years, Wu Shuang has indeed cut down countless seas of clouds. Poor Nangong Mountain, this majestic sea of clouds, has been disturbed by Wu Shuang's two swords no less than a thousand times. Wisps of sword energy are embedded in the sea of clouds. But after all, it is extremely subtle, and the sea of clouds is changing. How can ordinary people's eyesight see the subtle sword aura like spider threads from such a distance?
"If you read more, you should be able to remember that stupid people always have stupid ways. Maybe I can step into the second realm without using the Void Pill, and I can also get one or two points of the master's sword energy out of thin air. That is Make a lot of money." Yun Zhong didn't hide it. He had been watching the sea of clouds for several days. Although his eyes were sore and his neck was stiff, the power of the sword did increase a bit when he drew it, and he became more and more sure that the sea of clouds was worth watching. , so even if Qian Yin poured some cold water on him, he didn't intend to stop.
"Having said that, if a few months later, the Wei Xu Dan has not been refined yet, and the cloud viewing has not been effective, what will happen then?" Qian Yin looked at the distant mountains outside the mountain, and was speechless for a moment.
Spring is approaching, but when will the realm of my little junior brother be broken?
Yun Zhong's eyes obviously paused, and then he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Then I'll ask the senior brothers to help me. If I really can't make a name for myself, I have to help the second senior brother hold the banner. After all, when I go to the world to tell fortunes, I need a Taoist boy. I can also mix in a few taels of silver, so I won’t starve to death.”
Qian Yin stood up, compared Yun Zhong's body, curled his lips and shouted, "In two years, you will probably be much taller than me. How can there be a Taoist boy with such a tall head? What if he grows taller and stronger?" Zhuang, standing aside like a door god, who dares to come and tell fortunes? My side business will be completely ruined for you."
"If you practice hard, you will succeed sooner or later. Don't think about nonsense all day long." The fat man patted the young man's back, "There are people who learn formations in the mountains, and there are also people who learn Qimen Dunjia. Now there is another one who learns big guns. If it doesn't work, just Learn another way, you are still young, just grind it out slowly and don't be in a hurry."
"Don't let down this adventure."
The fat man walked away gracefully, but he couldn't help biting his lip.
Both Wu Shuang and Liu Qing knew that Qian Yin was the worst at enlightening others. When he was trying to reason, he would just listen patiently and finish, wishing that it would come out before the left ear goes in. But these days, he has never listened to it before. One reason, one reason.
Qian Yin made up his mind, it would be good if Yun Zhong could successfully break through. If he could not break through, even if he, the senior brother, was trapped in the alchemy room for a day and could not get out, he would still have to work out the virtual elixir.
You can't just eat those roast rabbits for free.
The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and I looked back at random. However, the young man sat cross-legged and looked down at the sea of clouds gathering and moving back and forth. When he saw that his eyes were sore, he took out a wine gourd, took two sips, and let the autumn flow. The lake shows off its power and ferociousness, but its body does not tremble.
People on the mountain look at the clouds, and people at the foot of the mountain look at the mountains.
In the village, there was a drunk man with handsome features. He slowly walked out of the house, looked at the top of Nangong Mountain, and cursed, "His uncle is so stupid."
The drunkard still couldn't understand his hatred after scolding him. He took out the bamboo board from his waist and walked slowly back to the house. He looked around and saw the students shaking their heads without any distraction. Then he put the bamboo board back into his arms angrily. .
Being a teacher seems pretty good.
