For more than ten consecutive days, the mountain seemed much deserted. The Little Summer Season is about to enter, but Wu Shuang still hasn't left seclusion. However, the bamboo forest in the back mountain grows thicker and more lush. Compared with previous years, it is actually six or seven feet taller. The further away from the ground, the stronger the wind blows. The stronger the collapse force, even if you stand far away, you can hear the bamboo trunk being bent down, then straightening up, and the sound of breaking wind echoing throughout the mountain.
This made Zhao Ziyang a little moved. He put aside his work of studying the gun map and stepped into the back mountain with the gun. He stood under the strong bamboo. When the wind came, the bamboo fell, and the young man fell too; the long bamboo got up, and the young man also got away. When it rises, the wind breaks through the mist, it seems that it is the same as a bamboo trunk. The waist and abdomen are joints, the shoulders and back are stems, and roots are growing under the feet. They are indeed similar.
The art of spearmanship is extremely heavy, and requires the strength of all the muscles and bones to gain momentum. Zhao Ziyang's practice this time has also been of great benefit.
Qian Yin slept until midnight all day long, seemingly intending to replenish the lost weight a while ago, but recently he seemed to be obsessed with studying cooking. In addition to eating and drinking all day long, he ran into the kitchen and cooked. The dish was a horrifying side dish, causing several people to lick their noses.
Wen Yu goes down the mountain every three days to practice with the teacher who claims to be a fisherman. But most of the time, Yan Jiaqing makes a pot of tea and chats with the young palace master who has been around for a long time. Sometimes he listens to Wen Yu. Yu talked about the customs of the Yuan Dynasty and the methods of hunting wolves, and sometimes he talked about the people in Yantang Prefecture, what kind of tea they liked to drink the most, and what kind of ditty they listened to. He never talked about topics related to spiritual practice. But when Wen Yu was going down the mountain, he would often see the little uncle who was not good at talking, hurriedly going up the mountain, and then running down the mountain again. Even the time for sword practice on weekdays seemed to be reduced to two or three hours. Although There was doubt in his heart, but Wen Yu never asked.
Compared with the others, Liu Qing was even more weird. He went out more and more rarely. Even when he was supposed to breathe out and breathe, no one saw the scholar. On the contrary, Zhao Ziyang could often see the scholar sitting in the back mountain. Looking back, facing the dangerous cliff alone, I don't know what to think about.
"Senior Brother, my junior brother seems to be a little careless in his recent practice. The second senior brother and I often cannot figure out this boy's daily life. Once asked, the junior brother also keeps silent. It is probably best for you to talk about this matter." A young man with strong muscles came over with a gun, sat under a long bamboo root, picked up a sword-like bamboo leaf, held it in his mouth, and said casually, "Since the meridians are not as good as others, we should work harder, If you neglect your practice now, you will inevitably suffer more in the future."
"Indeed," the scholar did not turn his head, still looking out of the cliff, speaking slowly, "but apart from cultivation, there are other big and small things that need to be taken care of. This is the case for my junior brother, even if I come forward, Personally ordering him to practice diligently will have little effect, so it is better to ask him to make his own decision and wait until everything is smoothed out before he can devote himself to practice again."
Then the scholar turned around and said slowly: "Third Junior Brother, if Master fails to break through, what will happen to Nangong Mountain."
Zhao Ziyang was stunned and forgot his words.
"Usually, those who break through the five realms can break through the realm as soon as they think of it. The higher the talent, the faster they can break through. Even if the great demon in ancient times turned into a human form, the structure of its meridians is only the same as that of humans. In just a few years, you will be able to reach the fifth realm." Liu Qing talked to herself, her expression was completely gloomy, "Master is so talented, he just used the four realms to withstand the five extreme realms, even though he was forced to lie dormant for ten years. , can still touch the threshold of the five realms, but now it has been unable to break through, which is very strange."
Liu Qing walked to the outermost edge of the cliff, stood firm, and saw the sky outside was high and cloudy, with layers of clouds stacked on top of each other, and if there were any buildings outside.
"Furthermore, last time we forced the Shantaorong back, but now after many days, I guess it was because we were afraid of the water-fire-swallowing long sword in my junior brother's hand, or perhaps we were afraid of the hidden Sui Lord. , but if you want to think about the worst, the source of the enmity between Wu Jue and Nangong Mountain is that the master gave Wu Jue a slap in the face in front of everyone in the world. With Shan Taorong's skills, how could he let it go so easily, but If Master breaks through and encounters trouble, you and I won’t have anything to worry about.”
The scholar spoke very slowly, but the danger in it made Zhao Ziyang break into a cold sweat, shiver involuntarily, and frown.
National affairs cannot last a day without a king, and Nangong Mountain cannot last a day without a teacher. Zhao Ziyang knew this well because he had only been a gang leader in the village at the foot of the mountain for a few years. Wu Shuang has been in Nangong Mountain for a day, and all the heroes in the world need to weigh their own weight first. However, if they have never stepped into the five realms, it is naturally not as easy as falling into the realm. The danger is very dangerous, and it can be said that there is no life in ten.
After a long while, Zhao Ziyang regained his composure and stood firm with his gun in his hand, "From what I see, senior brother, what should we do?"
The scholar shook his head, "There is no solution to this matter. The only way to break the situation is in the master's hands. Even if we try to break the situation, it will be of no avail. We can only wait for the master to come out safely, so that we can avoid all the troubles outside the mountain and wait with peace of mind. .”
"Why didn't you tell the second senior brother about this?" Zhao Ziyang asked suddenly when the two returned together.
Liu Qing smiled and sighed, "Junior brother Qian has always had a wild temper, and he often made jokes with the two junior brothers. For this reason, everyone felt that he could not see through all kinds of distant events, or was unwilling to think about it in detail, but in reality The second junior brother is the one in this mountain who knows how to behave the best. He can see the direction of the situation more easily than me. He has a very far-sighted vision. Naturally, he has already thought of everything I can think of, but he just doesn't want to talk about it."
After the scholar finished speaking, he looked at the young man, pinched his fingers to start the formation, and asked the latter to calm down. Then he smiled and said, "Going up the mountain is not just about practicing martial arts. There are many things to learn. At least I can learn a few things from your second senior brother, and then I can Yamashita makes a good official and general, but if he doesn't learn from others, he just wants to make a bet."
The young man raised his head and met Liu Qing's half-smiling eyes. He felt that he was wrong, but he also diluted his thoughts and said with a smile, "Remember senior brother's teachings, and I won't dare to do this again next time."
But Liu Qing made it clear that she was unwilling to give up. She raised her eyebrows and changed from her usual gentle words. She said neatly, "I'll talk about it next time, but this time I have to receive the punishment first. It just so happens that the second junior brother has nothing to do recently, so why not You two go to the back mountain together and practice diligently for three to five days. It is best to pay off this punishment first."
By the time Zhao Ziyang looked for his second senior brother in despair, Qian Yin had already woken up and was sitting on the bed waiting. Only then did he hear the sound of Zhao Ziyang's footsteps and walked out of the house, holding two dials in his hands and mouthing. He was humming a fortune-telling limerick with a sad look on his face.
"I have been calculating and calculating for myself, and I have calculated how things will go smoothly for Chanjuan. Now I am sitting at home, and misfortune suddenly comes without any clue."
"Third Junior Brother, lead the way."
