Everyone is enjoying their new roles and living their own small lives. If they can live a peaceful and happy life, there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. After all, no matter how big your dreams and desires are, they will be shrunk and shrunk by the cage of reality. When a person's eyes can only see the scenery in front of him, and all the imaginary things are around him, then he will also feel happy for the most ordinary reward. This is the life of an ordinary little mortal, like a Fireworks the size of sesame seeds can be used with or without them. It seems sad, but it is actually sad, but he himself is no longer aware of it, or is unaware of it silently.
This kind of ordinary life will soon get boring for people who are accustomed to living a stormy and novel life, and they are destined to never stop.
Mu Ziyun and Lingdang played and bought, became thieves several times, and got drunk in famous buildings, but they would not set up a role for themselves in this small town. After seven or eight days, The two of them had no interest at all, and followed the scent of their friends and crossed a sea. Flying to Huzi's position. .
Huzi managed it by himself and actually built a large ancestral hall on the top of the mountain. It was just an empty shell with not a single item inside. The money he brought with him could not be spent excessively on furniture. Above, otherwise the disciples recruited to learn martial arts would have nothing to eat. Mu Ziyun and Lingdang really didn't expect Huzi to embark on such a big project. It was not easy to create a martial arts sect. If nothing else, they couldn't afford the time.
However, Huzi took it seriously and asked Muziyun and Lingdang to join immediately and help him create a sect. This new thing is extremely interesting. You can cultivate land, build houses, and set up sects on your own. As soon as you start, you will be deeply involved. Mu Ziyun led a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children into the mountains carrying axes. He would not show off his magical abilities in front of the humans here, because the several pieces of land on this sea area were very similar to his hometown of Huzhou. Although it is on the sea, it is isolated from the outside world. It seems that the people here do not know the outside world of cultivating immortals. The highest level of cultivation in their knowledge is just to jump more than ten feet and break the Ishikawa with one blow.
But Mu Ziyun was full of energy. Putting aside the energy of fire, wind and thunder, his movement and physical skills were one of the best in Qingshan Mountain back then. An ax in his hand seemed to be filled with the power of the strong wind. With his strength, he chopped down a three-foot-wide tree in a few strokes. He lifted it with one hand, put it on his shoulder and carried it away, leaving the children dumbfounded. Of course, for the sake of face, Mu Ziyun actually secretly chopped down the wind power. Attached to the bottom of the wood, otherwise his narrow shoulders wouldn't last long.
Lingdang was in charge of the food. She led a group of girls into the city to buy food. The little girls were worried. There was no man following them. These girls who were only in their early ten years were a little scared. It was their first time to go out on the street. thing. This can't be blamed on the girls. They are very sensible. It's really because Ling Dang is so beautiful. She walks around the streets without hesitation. In the past, when Mu Ziyun was by his side, even if there were people with ulterior motives. After seeing it, I felt a little wary, but now, those guys who are full of evil thoughts can't help it anymore.
Ruffians don't just refer to small gangsters. No, a dignified young man asked someone to invite Ling Dang into a famous building. He knew that Ling Dang was buying grain, so he used the banner of selling low-priced grain. The girl and the servants They all stayed outside the door, and Ling Dang walked in alone. There were other diners in the famous restaurant. After seeing her, they all sighed: "What a pity, such a beauty is as beautiful as a flower."
In just one stick of incense, the door opened. The young master's servants were a little surprised. Why did it end so quickly this time? I saw Ling Dang holding a handful of silver notes and a package of gold, and leading the girls out of the famous building with a smile. The servants entered the room cautiously and found that the young master was lying on the ground with a bruised face and a swollen face. As usual, he handed Lingdang some tea sprinkled with Ecstasy, and Lingdang drank it as he wished, but not a bit. Nothing happened. Lingdang, a cultivator of demons who was almost abandoned, was already regarded as a god in these human beliefs. How could he be fascinated by mortal medicine? But Lingdang was naturally aware of the truth and would not be merciful. When the servants lifted up the young master, they complained repeatedly but secretly applauded. The woman was really cruel, and the young master had actually become a eunuch.
With the "donation" from the young master, the girls all walked back to the mountain carrying big sacks.
Mu Ziyun had been cutting down trees all morning and was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He was sitting on the dirt floor of the ancestral hall and resting with Hu Zi. Hu Zi had set up a table and was writing and drawing on paper. Mu Zi Yun Tan glanced at it and said happily: "Hey, you deceiver and ancestor, these are all the cultivation methods of our Qingfeng Mountain Peak. You spread them privately without the consent of the master. This is a taboo in the sect. It is necessary to Death!"
Huzi laughed loudly and replied: "When I go back, I will definitely become the leader and change this rule immediately."
"I said, where did these dolls come from? You can steal them."
"I picked it up," Huzi said. "The four or five cities around here are all very poor. The money is in the hands of a few big families. The poor people don't work hard and can't even eat. Those children are orphans. I When we first met, they all looked like gray eggs, hahaha, they made me...see me...feel very distressed, so I pulled them all over to help them."
Lingdang came back just in time, and brought back a lot of food. Huzi scratched his head and asked: "How did you do it? There are very few food sellers in these cities, and everything that is edible is limited to a few big ones." I can’t even buy it from the family, and I have wanted to kill those families directly several times.”
"Hehe," Lingdang said with a quirky smile, "I have my own ideas. Leave it to me to ask for food in the future."
Mu Ziyun squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Lingdang, did you hit someone?"
"Huh? How do you know."
"Hey, I don't know you yet. Buying food is not enough to make you so happy. You must be happy beating people!"
Huzi suddenly realized it and said: "Hey, I still stick to the rules too much."
The three people walked out of the house. Those children who had been wandering and begging since birth immediately lowered their heads respectfully when they saw Hu Zi. The kind of faith and worship engraved in their bones are rare even in large sects. Yes, the reason is very simple. The simple thing here is a few shabby houses with no beds on a hilltop, but it is their first home in more than ten years. They have food to eat and can live. The children were so sensible that it was heartbreaking. Even though they were hungry, no one touched the food they had just bought. On the way back to the mountain, Ling Ding also persuaded the girls to eat something, but they said the master hadn’t eaten yet. I can't eat, but the father-like relationship between master and disciple doesn't take ten or eight years, it seems to be achieved overnight.
"It's time to eat," Ling Dang shouted. She put a few vegetables into a large pot and boiled them, added salt, and took a mouthful of steamed rice. A bowl was served to Huzi first, and Huzi sat on the chair and took a bite. After nodding, the hungry children rushed forward and almost put their heads in the pot.
Mu Ziyun counted and found that there were twenty-seven children in total. The oldest was thirteen years old and the youngest was only five. There were twelve girls. They were all thrown away after they were born. And the exploiters in this place, It is believed that a man can only have the strength to work when he is fourteen years old. Only when he is given food at this age can he not lose money, so those wandering boys will be captured and used as laborers as long as they reach the age of fourteen. Until they can't work anymore, they often stay there for a lifetime. The fate of girls is even more miserable, because they are not a labor force and often no one will support them. The best life is to find the right opportunity to wash themselves clean and show them to the brothel madam. If they kill themselves or become the plaything of any man for a few days, they can get some gold, silver or food, which can help them live a few more days.
Huzi wanted to wipe out several major families at first, but gave up. He couldn't take action because the situation here was just like the slavery in the sea they had encountered. If the root causes were not removed, nothing would ever be changed. , so he chose to establish a sect to teach poor children to practice martial arts, so that they could be passed on from generation to generation, giving them the capital to resist.
Mu Ziyun looked at these poor children and felt very uncomfortable. He had been in the poorest family since he was a child. He was most familiar with the humble and flattering look in the eyes of poor children when they looked up at others. After eating a few mouthfuls of rice, Mu Ziyun He put down the bowl and stared sadly at the two big pots. Lingdang knew the pain of wandering even more. She silently accompanied the girls as they squatted by the pot to eat. Tears kept falling down as she ate.
Mu Ziyun frowned and said to Hu Zi: "This won't work, it's too slow. We need help. Let's gather our partners."
He immediately wrote five letters in his own hand, and the bell summoned a little black tiger through the magic tiger. Muziyun's fire beads were embedded in the black tiger, and the little tiger became "spiritual", even if it was far away from Muziyun. Also able to travel back and forth freely, Huozhu was familiar with everyone's aura, so he passed these five letters to the remaining partners.
After sending out only a cup of tea, Fang Tianmu suddenly appeared in front of the three of them with the black knife "Great Destruction" in his left hand. The three of them were stunned. It is estimated that he had not even read the letter. As soon as I felt the energy of the fire beads, they flew over. When Mu Ziyun asked, sure enough, he knew nothing. Mu Ziyun pursed his lips and said, "Eat."
Encouraged by the bell, a little girl came to Fang Tianmu with a bowl of steaming food. The children were so frightened by Fang Tianmu's cold aura that they all remained silent and did not dare to move. Fang Tianmu didn't move his head, his eyes slanted downwards and looked coldly at the short girl. The girl's finger was still stuck in the vegetable soup, and she looked at Fang Tianmu cautiously. She often lowered her head in fear, and sometimes raised her head to look at Fang Tianmu in a flattering manner. Fang Tianmu's aura had not changed. The girl held up the bowl and lowered her head in despair and worry. However, the bottom of the black knife she saw when she lowered her head suddenly stood up and touched the ground. Fang Tianmu took the food with his left hand. , the little girl raised her head excitedly, and all the children stared at Fang Tianmu. Under these hopeful eyes, Fang Tianmu was stunned. After a long time, the children were still staring at him, and he raised his head uncomfortably. He raised his right hand, frowned slightly, picked up the vegetables with his fingers and took a few mouthfuls. The vegetable soup flowed into his mouth.
Mu Ziyun squirted his rice and laughed loudly: "Give him a pair of chopsticks, he can actually grab it with his hands, hahaha, you idiot!"
Fang Tianmu raised his eyes with cold and stern eyes. Mu Ziyun suddenly closed his mouth and coughed several times.
Kite and Wangxiang were enjoying the sunshine on a small island with flowers in full bloom. They had also visited a small human town for half a day, but they were still obsessed with this island, which happened to be floating on an extinct volcano. It is the mouth of the hot spring that causes the temperature of the land to rise. Even though it is cold weather, the vegetation can thrive. Kite finally relaxed her mind. After receiving Mu Ziyun's letter, her loving mother's heart was suddenly uneasy. She couldn't care about the mountains and rivers now. Her mind was filled with those children who were suffering and couldn't even eat. Pick all the fruits you can see in the mountains, take as much as you can, and run to Huzi quickly.
They arrived a few hours later, and saw Wangxiang turning his animal bone gun into a pole, carrying two large packages of mountain fruits on his shoulders, and in one hand he was carrying a few game animals that had been caught on the island, and a kite was carried on his back. Wearing layers of fur and several packages of wild vegetables and mushrooms, even though she was so tired that her body ached instantly, she put down her things and ran directly to the center of the children to inquire about their welfare. After learning more about the situation, the always soft-hearted kite was more beautiful than a bell. Feeling sad, he quickly brought the fruits and game over and let the children share them.
When night fell, Du Xiaoyue and Zhuan Wangdong also arrived. Relying on their identities as "young master" and "lady" who had mixed up in the city, they brought four large carts of supplies and three boxes of gold and silver. , the only one who didn't come was Tang Daoyuan. Little Black Tiger and Huozhu had returned. Mu Ziyun was sure that Tang Daoyuan had received the letter, but he didn't rush over. Huzi said that the poor guy had been holding it in for so long, so he let him have fun. Have fun.
In this way, all the eight members of "Xia" gathered together and started to establish the sect. That night, everyone gathered on the mud floor of the ancestral hall and discussed the plan to build the sect. Xiang, Kite can completely solve it by himself, then Kite and Wangxiang will be responsible for the basic materials for establishing the sect, Lingdang will be responsible for the food for the entire sect, Zhuan Wangdong and Du Xiaoyue will be responsible for obtaining the money needed to build the sect. The three The gold and silver in the box is far from enough. They can get wood, but they don't know how to do carpentry work, so they have to find people, so everything costs money. As for Mu Ziyun, Hu Zi and Fang Tianmu, they founded three branches under the sect, namely the Dimen that teaches strength and fierceness, the Yumen that trains body skills and techniques, and the one that is proficient in various weapons, especially It is the heavenly gate of swords.
In the middle of the night, the sect founded by eight of them was named "Sen Yue - Zhengtian Sect".
