White clouds rise out of Xiu, and mountains are close to streams.
Today there is one more girl and one more boy at the foot of the mountain.
The old woodcutter who had been stationed at Nangong Mountain for a long time rarely looked east today. It happened to be a bright sky rarely seen in the cold winter months. The old man was so happy that he put away the fishing rod in his hand, along with it, which was hundreds of feet long. The fishing line was pulled together, but he was shocked to find a fat fish hanging at the end of the fishing line.
"It's interesting. After months of fishing, I finally caught one." The old man picked up the fish with a smile on his face. "The teacher also said that I might not catch a single fish before the New Year. Now, Just use this fish to slap this guy on the face hard."
Immediately he picked up the fish with an arm-length tail and seemed to hesitate, "There is not much meat and fish on the mountain. It was so easy to get this fish. It's really hard to decide whether to steam it, fry it or roast it in vinegar."
Yan Jiaqing had been away from the mountain for a few days. Before leaving the mountain, he talked to the old woodcutter that the school at the foot of the mountain still needed teaching. When the eight or nine days left before the end of the year, he would return again. There was only such an old woodcutter left in such a big mountain. He spent the whole day doing nothing, stretching his fishing rod out of the mountain, fishing line deep into the stream, and often taking a nap on a wicker chair.
The old woodcutter walked into the woodshed leisurely, with a very familiar posture. He lit a fire and added vinegar. Without even a stick of incense, he brought out a plate of fish with vinegar, looked it up and down, picked up a piece with bamboo chopsticks, and tasted it carefully for a long time. A lot of smiles came out of it.
The vinegar fish tastes very good, but the fish body is not about freshness, but the meat is delicate. The current plate of vinegar fish is slightly sour, sweet and salty in the mouth, which makes the old woodcutter clap his hands repeatedly. Then he feels worried and puts the vinegar fish He placed it on the stove to warm, and then walked around the side hall of the main hall, frowning, and then stepped forward to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, knocking on the bamboo trees one by one, but they were all empty, and he was worried.
"No wine to eat. It seems that the seniors are also very anxious. Regardless of whether they are from the mountains or from the mountains, they all seem to have the same virtues." A figure suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest, with a thin face and a playful expression. He looked at the man who was still listening attentively. The old bamboo woodcutter couldn't help but smile, and came forward, "The bamboo wine has long been hidden in the retreat in the back mountain, and together with several valuable items such as spiritual treasures, it is now in my retreat cave. , if you really want to take advantage, there is no way.”
The old woodcutter didn't even look back, he was still banging on the bamboo wood. He didn't mean to stop yet, but he didn't want to be at a disadvantage at all. He smiled and cursed, "Who doesn't know that you are a Pixiu kid? They only know from others." It's a good thing, I pretend to be poor, and I won't tell you the stolen goods until I die, but it's a pity that my dish of craftsmanship can sell dozens of taels of vinegar fish, so it's wasted."
But then the old man narrowed his eyes, looked back at Wu Shuang, who was dressed in white, and cursed, "Don't you plan to break through the five realms? You finally realized two ways, and you turned one of them into a human being." Because of the sword energy, he hit the Sword King Mountain, but the other one has been unable to take notice of it. If he continues to delay like this, his spiritual mind will turn around, and his body may have withered. Even if he breaks through, he will probably have to survive for another year and a half. load."
When Wu Shuang in white heard this, he didn't get angry. He also sighed and said, "There are thousands of smooth roads in the world, but in the end I still haven't laid out the prototype of another road. Maybe one day, I will walk on that invisible road." You can enter the fifth realm by taking the broken road above your eyes, but if you really do this, I am afraid that if you try to transcend the five realms again, you will have no hope in this life."
"Then you turn the purple energy into sword energy and deliver it to the Sword King Mountain?" The old woodcutter sneered, quite bored, "In order to avenge an arrow, you destroy your own Dao foundation. You are the only crazy person in the world. It can be done.”
Wu Shuang in white clothes narrowed her eyes and thought for a long time, but still did not hide anything.
Not only did the old woodcutter have a grudge with him, the owner of Nangong Mountain, but just relying on this trip to defend Nangong Mountain against Shantaorong was already a huge favor. On the surface, he was guarding the mountain for his old friend, but Riko was offended. Having chosen the prestigious first place of the Five Absolutes and standing on the other side of the mountain, it can be said that he has chosen the most unwise end.
We are not afraid of thieves stealing, we are afraid of thieves missing us, not to mention that this Shantaorong has already reached that level. A group of thieves with the best craftsmanship in the world together will not be as difficult to deal with as this master with a pair of fists.
"The sword energy that came out from Sword King Mountain and crossed several places, in my opinion, is no longer in the fifth realm. Compared with the sword power of the past, it is still more powerful." Wu Shuang added two or three points of stability when speaking. , "Ten years is not long, nor is it short. The thoughts of ordinary people are one or two. I ride a light boat against the turbulent currents, and rise up in the wind. The five realms that others have already established can't be said to stand still and sit on the mountain."
The old woodcutter really stopped what he was doing this time and looked slightly startled.
Wu Shuang was indeed very lax in his words, and it was most appropriate to apply his words to Wu Shuang. He seemed to speak out of his heart like a sword, and he never followed the rules, but now he only said a few words, which made the old woodcutter not willing to believe it. , and it is definitely not nonsense.
"If we don't forcibly lock the master of Sword King Mountain with the Daoji he has realized, given his talent, maybe just after the end of the year, there will be another great master who has transcended the extreme realm among the five skills. By then, let's come together, Emperor Yi Zhang may have another 10,000-and-a-half-thousand-level army to stop him. Practitioners who have transcended extreme realms can leave as they please and stay as they please. If they want to be forcibly killed in the military formation, it is not easy."
Wu Shuang didn't have much regret. He gave up a worthless item, with a calm and calm expression on his face, "It's not a bad thing for me to give up such a road. When I was a teenager, I climbed over the wall to skip school, but I was short in body and strength." Wei Wei could not climb the high wall, which was nearly ten feet long, so he came up with a method of throwing shoes, first throwing the shoes to the other side of the wall, and then climbing the wall with all his strength, he could always succeed."
"Now it seems that the same is true for cultivation. There is no turning back arrow when you shoot the bow. If you hit the foundation of the Dao, you will have no way to retreat. On the contrary, your thoughts will become clearer. Enlightenment will force you to muster 120% of your energy and spirit. Maybe you will be able to I really can realize another smooth and smooth path that suits my heart. Besides, even if I am a hands-off shopkeeper, no matter how unreliable I am, I still have to think about these disciples. When I was young, I made countless enemies, and I always have to pay some price to suppress them. potential."
The old woodcutter never said a word until he heard these words, then he smiled sarcastically, "Do you really want to challenge Wu Jue with your Nangong Mountain? I have been out of Feilai Peak for several months, but these words are Most ridiculous."
"From the master to the disciple, they have all entered the five realms, so why can't they be defeated?" Wu Shuang ignored the sarcasm of the person in front of him and smiled.
"Ten years?" The old woodcutter squinted.
"Maybe it won't take that long." Wu Shuang, dressed in white, looked out of the mountain, overlooking the rare warm sun in winter, "The boss is going to Beiyan Daze now. Based on his nature and talent, and the fact that the world is the best where he can see the sky and the earth, After you understand your original mind, you must first enter the five realms. The second one is the two disciples. Zhao Ziyang broke through the realm later because he was busy with everything and it was difficult to calm down. I think you are well aware of the difference between the four talents, but Victory lies in superior understanding, such as knowing one's own mind, breaking through the situation, and destroying the inability to overcome obstacles."
"Do you think so little of your second son?" the old woodcutter was curious.
The Qimen Dunjia practiced by Qian Yin has been a very particular way of practice since ancient times. If you enter the five realms, it is said to be able to change your destiny and break the deadlock, pinch your fingers to avoid evil, and make good luck with your hands. The disciples changed the pattern, the most profound one, and now Wu Shuang is silent about it, which really makes the old woodcutter puzzled.
"When will he put aside the dial that never leaves his left and right sides and loosen his clenched hands? When will he be able to touch the second heavenly gate in the journey of cultivation? Unfortunately, these words are in vain. He can only understand it one day. Only by enlightenment can we transcend the shackles of our previous realms.”
Wu Shuang shook his head, but he took out a jade pot from his arms, gritted his teeth and handed it to the old woodcutter, "It's a pity that there is no wine to go with a fish in vinegar. After all, in recent days, my little disciple and The eldest disciple will probably have to go back to the mountain, so I’ll ask you, senior, to take care of me."
When the old woodcutter saw the wine, his eyes immediately became eager. He grabbed the jade pot first, opened the top of the pot and drank suddenly. He immediately smiled brightly and patted his chest as a guarantee, "It's not a trivial matter. You, Mr. Wu, also know how to be polite one day. It's just right." Yan Jiaqing's drunkard is no longer in the mountains recently. Once I finish the wine, I will welcome your little disciple to the mountain gate, so just relax."
Even so, the old woodcutter, who had stopped smelling the alcohol, hugged the wine bottle to his chest, fearing that Wu Shuang would regret it.
The man in white smiled teasingly, said nothing, and then suddenly disappeared.
The woodcutter happily ate a whole vinegar fish and drank a whole pot. His thirty-six thousand pores were happy. He leaned back on the wicker chair and felt something strange. He raised his hand and grabbed the jade pot, turned it around and looked at the pot. end.
There is a fish character carved on the bottom of the pot.
The old man was furious.
In the end, there is no profit, but the property returns to its original owner.
Fifteen miles outside the mountain, there was a girl with completely disheveled clothes. She struggled to drive up the carriage. The black deer on the side was slowly walking with the carriage. Looking at the mixed-haired horse, she was always eager to try, but the latter was wilted. With his head drooped, he often looked into the car tent.
There was a young man sleeping soundly in the carriage tent, with his head on the sword case and a sword at his waist. He had not woken up for many days.
Since that day, Wen Yu spent a lot of money to borrow a carriage and horse from the border crossing. Without stopping, he traveled day and night to Nangong Mountain and returned. He still walked for a long time. If it hadn't been for the old man The monk used his magical power to save most of the journey, but it was still delayed for nearly a whole month. Now he could catch a glimpse of the black shadow of Nangong Mountain in the distance. He couldn't help but let out a long breath and wiped away the dust and mud from his face.
Yun Zhong borrowed the sword this time to hurt the root cause. Even though Zen Master Fu Kong spent three whole days to infuse the body with merit and inner energy, he still had little effect. He had to make it clear that external objects were useless, and he had to rely on the young man's own will to wake up. However, I am afraid that most of the hard-earned second-level cultivation has been lost. However, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and perhaps I can get some benefits from practicing in the future.
The girl did not speak during the whole journey, nor did she change her clothes. There was still dried blood on her sleeves and shoulders, her lips were cracked in many places, and her face was covered with dust.
The young man was sleeping soundly in the car tent, his whole body was clean and tidy, and his face was fair.
