A donkey, an umbrella, and a person sitting on the donkey looks really lazy.
This is a kind of detached laziness, a kind of laziness that goes out of its way to be lazy.
The average lazy person rides a donkey and is too lazy to get a saddle.
He wasn't, he put a special deck chair on the donkey's back.
In order to make the donkey look less hardworking, the lounge chair is made of bamboo and the materials used have been reduced as much as possible.
But the place where I lie down is still comfortable, and I can save the time and feel good.
If this was an ordinary donkey, it would probably be too tired to walk.
If this was an unusual donkey, it would probably be putting up a fight.
It was unusual. It was chirping all the way. Many passers-by thought it was magical... It was the first time I saw such a talkative donkey. It felt like he was mumbling something.
It was scolding the whole street.
Normally, no one can understand what the donkey is saying, but this is different. Even passers-by seem to understand how dirty it is.
"Will you shut up?"
Mr. Xin replied while lying on the recliner.
The donkey's mouth became even more unclean.
Mr. Xin said: "Lin Ye entrusted you to me, and I have taken good care of you. Do you know how much the pills from Shangyang Palace can be sold for on the black market? I almost use the pills as fodder." I fed it to you, it’s fine if you don’t thank me, if you scold me again, I’ll eat you, and I’ll treat the pills I fed you as if you were pickled first.”
The donkey's mouth was closed.
But there was still that kind of gurgling sound in his mouth, which was obviously dirtier than the scolding just now.
Mr. Xin said: "Don't think that because you are Lin Ye's donkey, I won't dare to eat you. Have you ever thought that Lin Ye gave you to me just because he was embarrassed to eat you?"
The donkey stopped.
It actually understood it.
Mr. Xin said: "You should know how the world evaluates your donkeys. They all say dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. You yourself have no idea how delicious it is?"
Donkey stopped scolding and his attitude obviously improved.
"That's pretty much it."
Mr. Xin closed his eyes: "I will sleep for a while. When you feel tired from walking, wake me up."
The donkey understood again.
He slept for more than an hour. When Mr. Xin woke up, the donkey was looking at something with his head raised.
Mr. Xin followed the donkey's line of sight and found that it was looking at the fruit on the tree by the roadside.
"Everything in the world is really strange."
Mr. Xin said to himself: "Those who eat meat can only grow meat. You who eat grass can also grow meat."
He reached out and picked the fruits, one for himself and one for the donkey.
The donkey ate in one bite and spat again.
He took a bite and thought it tasted pretty good. This was a kind of pear unique to the northwest. It was hard and astringent when it was not ripe, but once it was ripe, it was so juicy that people couldn't believe it.
When you bite into it, the juice flows down your mouth. The pear is so crisp that you can crush it with your hands, and the pear is so sweet and juicy that it drips down.
Donkeys don't like anything Mr. Xin likes to eat.
While biting the hard and astringent pear, he unfolded the map and looked at it.
He said to himself: "We seem to be not far from that big snow mountain."
The donkey raised his head and took one more look, then snorted, expressing a feeling of caring for the mentally retarded.
The Snowy Mountains were just ahead. He could see them even when he looked up. He looked at the map...
Mao Lu was probably still thinking that when he followed Lin Ye, he thought Lin Ye was stupid. He didn't expect that there was someone more stupid than Lin Ye.
It continued to move forward, and then the reins were suddenly pulled.
Mr. Xin looked at the map and said, "We are going in the wrong direction. We should be going to the other side."
Donkey was shocked.
The Snowy Mountain is right in front of you. The mountain is so big and it doesn't move. Are you really blind?
But Mr. Xin was still pulling the reins, and the donkey suddenly understood something.
It turned around and called out to Mr. Xin, this time in a long tone, "Ear, er, er, er, you're afraid of me."
That's how the donkey brays. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it, eh, eh, eh, eh.
But Mr. Xin just heard the words "You're afraid of la'er," and he suddenly felt a little annoyed.
"I'm afraid?"
He snorted.
"I'm not afraid of fighting, I'm just afraid that the fight won't be as good as that old man's."
Mr. Xin sighed when he said this.
Although the old man didn't say how he went to Jianghu before inheriting the position of headmaster.
But Mr. Xin could tell from the old man's tone that the old man must have had a double blow that time.
Hit it from one end to the other.
Mr. Xin is not afraid of the Snowy Mountains, he is just afraid that if his fight is not so beautiful, he will lose the face of Shangyang Palace.
Of course I won't tell him how the old man fought back then and how arrogant he was.
Because that kind of arrogance only belongs to the old man himself, and it only belongs to him when he is young. When he reaches old age, he will not be able to fight like that to conquer the world.
Especially in mind meditation.
The eldest disciple of the temple master went to fight on his behalf, because although her master's status was not as good as that of the old master, he was also the temple master of a holy land and would not easily fight against the juniors.
The eldest disciple's name was Su Xiaosu, and he was about the same age as Lao Zhenren at that time.
Lao Zhenren was only in his twenties when he entered the world. The reason why he wanted to inherit the position of head teacher so early was because his master wanted to go down the mountain and get a wife.
Shangyang Palace has always been so unconventional and vulgar.
The old man met the true love of his life when he was in his seventies. Of course, there is nothing wrong with this.
Su Xiaosu, the great disciple of Yu Xin Guan, was also in his twenties that year, one year older than Lao Zhenren.
Su Xiaosu said, since you are going to inherit the position of head coach, if we fight you again in the future, it will definitely be troublesome, why not take advantage of the fact that we can fight more happily now, how about we add a bonus?
The old master asked what you want to add. Su Xiaosu said that if you win, I will teach you the practice method of Yuxin Guan. If you lose, you will teach me the practice method of Shangyang Palace.
My dear, you are so beautiful.
He said, since you want to bet, it is better to bet big. You want to covet my Shangyang Palace's cultivation method. I think coveting your body is not too much.
You win, you sleep with me, I win, I sleep with you, you are the great disciple of Yu Xin Guan, you will not lose your price if I sleep with you, I am the successor to the headmaster of Shangyang Palace, you will not change your mind if you sleep with me. Price drop.
Su Xiaosu cursed shamelessly.
Then agreed.
A woman who is mindful is so unconventional.
As for the final outcome, the old master has never mentioned it, and naturally no one from Yuxinguan will mention it.
But there is something very interesting. After Ning Haitang left Shangyang Palace, she went to practice Yu Xin Guan. Su Xiaosu, who was already the master of the contemplation, accepted her as a closed disciple.
At this moment, Mr. Xin's dilemma is that he doesn't know if there are any beautiful girls in Tianjian Pavilion in Daxue Mountain.
If they were all a bunch of rough guys, what would he bet on? What kind of bonus?
Overlord, don’t stick with me?
But, being laughed at by a donkey made Mr. Xin a little unbearable.
Especially, the way the donkey laughed at him in a long voice was exactly the same as the old man!
Humans can endure it, but donkeys cannot.
So, Mr. Xin continued towards the snowy mountain.
At this moment, people in the Snowy Mountains were already waiting to welcome him.
When the master of Fengyu Temple came out of Geling City, there were countless pairs of eyes watching him.
Along the way, wherever he went, someone would send urgent news.
In fact, when they were still hundreds of miles away from Daxue Mountain, the people at Tianjian Pavilion in Daxue Mountain knew that the target of the temple master was them.
They also know that the successors of Shangyang Palace’s headmaster have a habit of traveling around the world before inheriting the headship.
To put it bluntly, it is to establish prestige.
Before each generation of headmasters became headmasters, they made it clear to all the major sects in the world that they could not beat this generation of headmasters.
Tianjian Pavilion in Daxue Mountain is actually a golden-domed building.
Because it is high enough, when people look from the bottom of the mountain, they can only see a golden top, like a pavilion.
The original name of Tianjianting was Fudo Myōgō, and the headmaster of Fudo Myōngō claimed to be Fudo Myōngō.
But in Dayu, if a practitioner dares to call himself a king... the outcome can be imagined.
I really dared to use this name to travel in the world from the beginning. The court must have known about it before I even started.
There was no need for the imperial court to personally send someone to teach him a lesson. The imperial court could save him from wandering around the world and throw the whole world in his face casually.
The imperial court only needs to give some encouragement to the various sects in the world, saying that the court does not like this arrogant guy who calls himself Fudo Myooh, and then all the major sects in the world will come over like a tornado.
So later on when he traveled around the world, he always used the name of Lord Tianjian Pavilion.
His name is Qin Yiren.
Calculating his age, he started wandering around the world just after the old master returned to Shangyang Palace from traveling around the world.
Some people say that Qin Yiren was unlucky and lost his only chance to fight against the old master.
Some people say that Qin Yiren is really lucky, otherwise he might meet the real master who travels around the world as soon as he comes out of the mountain.
At this moment, in the open space that seemed to be dozens of feet in diameter directly in front of Tianjian Pavilion's Fudo Palace, many people were standing on the edge overlooking the mountain.
The leader was a woman, the woman called Aunt Yue.
"Aunt Yue."
An elder from Tianjianting asked politely: "If the temple master is really here to establish his authority, should we take a step back?"
Aunt Yue shook her head.
The great elder asked again: "Do you really want to try your best to fight him?"
Aunt Yue said: "If he wants to fight, then he must fight with all his strength. If he is perfunctory, he will be even more unhappy, but I think he may not necessarily fight with us."
She was also a little confused.
With Tian Jianting's background, if she really tried her best, she honestly didn't think she would definitely lose.
But in that case, would it offend the viewer?
If you can make enough gestures so that the viewer can be sure that Tianjianting has no intention of becoming an enemy of Shangyang Gong and is willing to offer Shangyang Gong as the leader of the world, then does the viewer really want to fight? ?
She had been exposed before because of Shi Jintang's incident, and she thought the emperor would not tolerate her.
But then there was no news from Geling City, and her anxious heart was relieved a lot.
The emperor can probably understand that a Jianghu sect that has become stronger will always cautiously test the court.
"The temple owner chose Tianjianting as the first one."
Aunt Yue frowned and said, "If we don't have a good attitude, God will really never give us a good look."
"The emperor will not touch me or Tianjian Pavilion. Maybe he is just waiting for this day."
Just as she was about to say something, her men hurried over.
"Aunt Yue, the temple master has entered Tuofang City."
Tuofang City is located under the Snowy Mountains.
Aunt Yue thought for a moment, then turned around and said: "Give me the order, everyone above the elders will come down the mountain with me to greet you."
At this moment, an old voice came from the hall.
"You should definitely go."
After these three words, after a brief pause, the old man in a bright red robe stepped out.
"I'll go there myself, too."
