Duzun Mountain Gate is as quiet as ever.
Speaking of which, Poison Lord has been back in the mountain for several years. It has been a long time since he last came out of the mountain to fight with Wu Shuangqian. He has not come out of the mountain for a long time. Even the old woman in the mountain is very worried. I feel suspicious, but the rules in Du Zun's mountain gate do not allow me to speak at will. Even the old woman who has followed Du Zun for many years does not dare to speak at will.
The Nanli Mountains are still humid and muggy, and the humidity is quite strong. When I wake up in the morning, I often look outside the house and see the mist, which is like a majestic sea of clouds, pressing down on me. I feel that the heaven and earth are mysterious. The mist can be so thick that it seems like Solid, the foundation of the mountain pass chosen by Du Zun by himself, it is known without thinking that it must be the best place. For Du Zun, who is not tired of fine food and fine food, and although his behavior is eccentric, he is always very particular, this is far from the best. Wherever the world goes, it seems that it is a treasured place to practice.
Early this morning, Grandma Yu had already arranged the tea and food, and was planning to go out for a walk in the mountains to buy some items that were in high demand in the mountains. Usually every two or three months, Grandma Yu needs to go out. Although there is no shortage of old herbs, wild vegetables, chickens, rabbits and elk around the mountain gate, some things always have to go to the market a hundred miles away to buy things and consume them. A lot of money. It’s not because of anything else, but because Du Zun is in the mountains, many things cannot be done by hand. Picking up a pen and throwing a pot, or tailoring clothes and refining medicine are all activities that cost money. It’s just that Du Zun uses a handy piece of Zhimo. Ordinary markets are hard to find. You have to go to a very prosperous area, inform the shopkeeper in advance, and give him the most irresistible price, so that he can barely match the speed of Du Zun's ink use.
Although he is just a servant in the mountain gate, the work of a servant seems to only require hard work, but in fact it is not necessarily easy, not to mention a person like Du Zun who cherishes words like gold and has a weird mind. Masters, if you want to get what you want in the future, you have to spend countless thoughts and speculations, and you also have to smooth out relatively stable likes and dislikes in your moody temperament. If you must say that it is not easy to be a servant in an ordinary mansion, in the Duzun Mountain Gate Grandma Yu, but she doesn't know how much higher she is than the countless servants in the world.
It was just when the old woman was packing her things and about to leave outside the mountain gate that she heard someone speaking behind her.
"In the past two months, I have not used any pen or ink. There are many objects in the mountain gate, so why bother in such a hurry."
Grandma Yu was just a little dazed, and quickly turned around to salute, and said with a respectful smile, "The mountain master likes to sit alone these days, and everything is quite complete. However, Zhimo missed a lot of money last time, so he took this opportunity to deliver it to the shopkeeper. , otherwise when there is ink in the future, I am afraid that the shopkeeper will keep less."
He was still wearing a black robe in front of him, and he shook his head when he heard this.
"You have been silent for many days. If you are not busy buying things for the day, please come with me to the mountain to talk about it first. What do you think?"
Granny Yu, who was originally smiling, was a little frightened after hearing these words. It turned out that when she entered the mountain gate many years ago, the Poison Master had never been polite, and he would never say anything. However, most of the words used in discussions like this were blunt and meant to give orders. So when I heard these words, sweat started to form on my forehead. I hurriedly saluted and nodded, took off my package, and was about to put it by the mountain gate when I raised my eyes. He happened to bump into the eyes of the person in front of him, and his whole body was stagnant. He picked up the package with difficulty, carried it on his back, and followed Du Zun up the mountain step by step.
The black-robed Poison Master did not stop talking when he went up the mountain, but most of them were chatting. He said that the benefits gained from practicing practice when he was sitting alone in the mountains recently were more abundant than going out frequently. No wonder those people are so rare in the world. In fact, all the masters in the world tend to huddle in one place and ponder. After all, the journey of cultivating Taoism is like a mist. No one dares to say that he can't make mistakes. He always listens to others saying that if he doesn't think too much, he can't make mistakes. Drawing inferences from one instance to another, it is better to think about it alone.
He also said that the hexagrams have appeared recently, and it seems that the wind in the north has become more and more tense. If we delay for a few more years without getting rid of the roots, the whole world will probably be shaken. If we want to make up for it by then, I will probably not rush. It's just a pity that practitioners always have selfish motives and want to see what others will do before they can move their minds. I'm afraid there are not a few who take advantage of such chaos to seek revenge.
The mountain breeze was not strong, so it certainly couldn't dry the sweat on the old woman's neck. As she nodded in response, many beads of sweat fell down.
"Who does Wu Shuang look like to you?"
The old woman thought for a moment and then spoke carefully, "Is the Wu Shuang that the mountain master is talking about the master of swordsmanship at the top of Nangong Mountain? Although I have never seen it, I have heard the mountain master talk about it, and I have known it for more than ten years. In the past, his cultivation level was comparable to that of the Four Realms, and he was lucky enough not to die. It is estimated that within a hundred years, he should stand at the position of the leader of the swordsmanship. If he had to find an opponent, he would probably be the only Taoist among the Five Jue. It’s comparable.”
Du Zun nodded, seeming to be quite satisfied with this answer, so he stood still for the time being, picked out a vermilion jade stone from the top of the white jade railings on both sides of the mountain road, held it in the palm of his hand, and said slowly, "That's right, but the question is not Regarding his cultivation level, when we first fought against him, although neither of them used their full strength, no matter how you think about it, his foundation in entering the fifth realm is still shallow, and the number of paths he has traveled is also different. Therefore, if we fight alone, I probably have seven. If you have a chance of winning, you can forcefully suppress his cultivation level."
Even though Granny Yu felt that these words were a bit arrogant, she had to admit that Nan Li, the Poison Master with the most mysterious methods of using poisonous poisons and the most profound realm, rarely used adulteration in his words. It is said that there is a 70% chance of winning, and it must be a 70% chance of winning. I will definitely not be exaggerating, nor will I be self-effacing.
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"But given time, his sword spirit may not be able to withstand even the strongest Qingcheng Cicada I have. The sword spirit is unparalleled in the world, and it is inseparable from his temperament. It is incompatible with the practitioners in the world, but he just handed it out. Sword, the five realms give me a headache just looking at it. But even for such a bastard who doesn't want to use too much of his own mind, his ability to teach his apprentices is much better than mine."
If the first few sentences were just casual conversation, these words are quite informative.
"My disciples may not be as talented as the most talented people in the world, but they must know what path to take and what kind of person to be. Although in the past, they were controlled by the evil spirit in the body, they have never been willing to do so. This is Very good, even though I don’t agree at all with the rhetoric of good and evil in the world, at least I should be able to choose my own path.”
"If you help me, half of Yang Fu will be destroyed."
After hearing this, the old woman finally put down the package and lowered her eyebrows.
With Du Zun's thoughts, how could she hide it so easily?
When he reached the top of the mountain, Du Zun stopped and looked outside the mountain. He saw that there was nothing else except the fog, but he did not make the slightest move, nor did he disperse the fog. He just looked outside, with an expression on his face. It's getting sunnier.
"Who has never encountered something that can hurt for a lifetime? It's good to be able to carry it. If you can't carry it, you can't stand up and speak without feeling pain in your back. But you definitely can't hold that deep bone-deep scar and miss it for the rest of your life. That's it. Living is, after all, too much of a pity.”
The black-robed Poison Lord jumped up and disappeared instantly, leaving only the old woman standing unsteadily on the top of the mountain. Two traces of tears immediately flowed out of the corners of her eyes. She pinched the jade with the word "Yang" written on it at the corner of her clothes, and tremblingly pulled the jade I held the yellowed jade in my hands and burst into tears.
After several days of traveling, Yun Zhong and the others were heading towards the territory of Xia Song. They were not far or near behind them. They were still following the seven ape-bearing men, especially the blind man holding a bamboo stick. After a few days, they came down with the three men. They are very familiar with each other, they don't look like rivals at all, but like old friends who travel together, and they often come up to chat for a while.
Yun Zhong was also in a peaceful mood, knowing that he was no match for the seven people, so he simply relaxed his mind. Apart from rushing, he actually practiced sword practice and formation formation in front of the blind man, and often threw two punches, even if they were not very powerful. It is brilliant, but it still has some artistic conception, which is not inferior to the famous boxing skills in the world. Even the gloomy Zhao Ziyang and the dejected Li Fuan are completely different. In the end, it actually made the blind man feel very suspicious. But after thinking about it more carefully, it seemed that no news came from Nangong Mountain. Under his eyes, the two three-level and one second-level people definitely didn't. He had the ability to deliver news to the mountain gate, so he had to follow him every step of the way, but he was fine.
Zhao Ziyang glared at his junior brother more than once, intending to mention something about Yun Zhong. However, despite Zhao Ziyang's eyes hurting with pain, Yun Zhong still just walked on the road every day, practicing his sword, and by the way, he also asked Li Fuan about the scenery of Zhongzhou, which was very comfortable. Lehe couldn't tell at all that this trip was to go to Dayuan to stop Wen Yu, so even if Zhao Ziyang trusted his junior brother, he still didn't know that Yun Zhong was pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, but he had no choice but to do so.
To this day, when the blind man went to look for fresh food elsewhere, Zhao Ziyang still frowned and asked Yun Zhong what he was planning, but Yun Zhong waved his hands indifferently and said that his senior brother was worried too much , the master had explained how to deal with it before leaving the mountain, but now is not the time. It is useless to be anxious. When people are frustrated, it is the worst if they lose their composure.
But Zhao Ziyang refused to give up and insisted on asking in detail. He had been depressed for these days and his face was always livid. When he saw Yun Zhong who was lying on his side and planning to sleep, he was so angry that he suddenly pulled up his junior brother's clothes and asked, "What's the matter?" Is there any solution? Master said everything before coming down the mountain, and I listened to it."
Seeing that his senior brother was so angry that he was about to draw a gun and put a few holes in his body, Yun Zhong had no choice but to smile and move forward.
"Senior Brother's temper is still the same. It doesn't matter if I tell Senior Brother. All you need to do is follow Master's instructions and Junior Brother will tell you everything. How about it?"
"During thunderstorms, if two people go and one person stays, the danger can be overcome. The mystery is mysterious and the mystery is mysterious."
