"Go back, go back......"

Zhang Changhe turned around and walked down, his voice gloomy. No chance is no fate, no matter how hard you work here, it is impossible to reach the Sanqing Temple.

"The Taoist didn't want to see us at all, knowing that we had come to learn calligraphy, and deliberately set up this kind of formation to make us retreat. Or ......" Jingchen's eyes lit up: "In history, Zhang Liang apprenticed, and there are still three of them." Apprenticeship is originally to learn other people's skills, I can't go back like this. You go back first, and send me a tent in the afternoon, and I'll spend ...... with the Taoist here."

"You're really decided?"

Sun Yuting glanced up at the top of the mountain, with worry in her eyes.

Jing Chen nodded, and said in a firm tone: "I can only try to impress the Taoist chief with my sincerity." If it still doesn't work, you can only give up. ”

"We only have three days for you, and the old man will return to the capital in three days......"

Zhang Changhe sighed and walked towards the yacht.

Jing Chen understood what Zhang Changhe meant, that is, what decision Jing Chen would make three days later, whether to continue to spend time here, or decide to worship him Zhang Changhe as a teacher. I was very moved by Zhang Changhe's generosity, and said loudly: "I understand Master Zhang's words......"

Sun Yuting hesitated slightly, but turned to leave. I wanted to persuade Jingchen to go back, but Sun Yuting had seen Zhang Daoran and knew that ordinary people could not understand the actions of masters. Since it has been turned away, it has already been denied any chance, and there will be no result if it is consumed here.

However, the world is unpredictable, if it really impresses Zhang Daoran, I don't know how many times the benefits are better than following Zhang Changhe.

The yacht left, leaving Jingchen alone, standing alone on the stairs, and the undying Jingchen climbed twice...... The result is the same, back to square one.

After climbing several times, Jingchen's physical strength was seriously exhausted, and he sat on the steps, stunned.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran didn't pay attention to these at all, he could naturally climb to the top of the mountain if he had a fate, and if he didn't have a fate, he should go back. As for what perseverance touches and the like, Zhang Daoran doesn't have it here.

The formation has always been in a state of being touched, and Zhang Daoran didn't take it seriously: "Perseverance can't impress the poor road, you have to have a fate to do it......"

Reciting scriptures, studying formation runes, and having lunch, Zhang Daoran looked at the lazy dragon, and his heart moved: "Poor Dao will take you to hunt ......"

Dalong didn't understand what Zhang Daoran said, and now that there is no threat from Li Daniu, Dalong has always been by Zhang Daoran's side. watched Zhang Daoran walk out of the Taoist temple and followed closely behind Zhang Daoran.

He didn't take the steps down the mountain, and took the dragon directly from the south slope to the water's edge. took off his robe and jumped directly into the water......

To the east of Huxin Island, Jing Chen, who didn't know that Zhang Daoran had gone down the mountain, was still recovering his strength. Until the afternoon, Sun Yuting sent the tent and food, and Jingchen climbed twice, and Jingchen was very depressed in the end.

Zhang Changhe didn't follow, Sun Yuting came alone. Seeing Jingchen's appearance, he was a little distressed and a little angry.

"I really don't understand, with such a good hand of calligraphy is not carried forward, what is the use of keeping it?"

Jing Chen shook his head: "The Taoist chief here is not those calligraphers, which just shows that this Taoist is not for fame and fortune, but a master of the world." ”

"You haven't apprenticed yet, and you're starting to speak for him?"

Sun Yuting couldn't cry or laugh, I'm here to help you complain, and you're maintaining it tightly, what am I?

"Now that I think about it, at the beginning, I was too fame-conscious, and I thought that I would learn calligraphy, become famous, and marry you in the door. Jingchen had a hint of enlightenment on his face: "The Taoist is indifferent to fame and fortune, I came with a heart of fame, where can I go up the mountain?"

"Then you understand this now, why haven't you gone up the mountain yet?"

"I still can't let go of the fame in my heart......" Jingchen smiled bitterly: "I should say, I can't let go of your ......"

Sun Yuting didn't know what to say, stood up, and said, "I support you, if you don't work for three days, it will be a month, and if you can't do it for a month, it will be a year." You wait here intently, and I'll take care of everything else. ”

Women are creatures who are good at moving, and Jing Chen's words touched the softest place in Sun Yuting's heart.

After a night of silence, the next morning, Jingchen woke up from his sleep and felt unbearable pain in his legs. Gritting his teeth and starting to climb the mountain, he finally climbed to a height of 100 meters, and the scenery in front of him changed and returned to the original point again.

"I know that because my heart is not pure, I can't reach the top of the mountain, but if I don't have distracting thoughts, that's a monk, no, a monk doesn't necessarily have no distracting thoughts, how can I reach the top of the mountain?"

Jing Chen couldn't help but complain in his heart: "No one will be able to go up this mountain." ”

After climbing twice again, Jingchen really didn't have the strength to climb again, holding on to the steps in front of him with both hands, gasping for breath.

"Hey... Dude, it's only about 100 meters, you're tired like this, it's time to strengthen your workout. ”

Jingchen turned his head and was stunned: "Fang Tong?"

His face changed, and Jing Chen had some bad premonitions. The relationship between Jingchen and Sun Yuting, Fang Tong once inserted a rod. In the end, Fang Tong was defeated and retreated, married and had children. Now that Fang Tong is here, did Yu Ting let him come?

"Aha?" Fang Tong was stunned: "It's you, buddy......"

Fang Tong obviously recognized Jing Chen, and said with doubts: "Your physical strength is too poor, you are only more than a hundred meters tired like this?"

It can be seen from Fang Tong's expression that it was not Yu Ting who asked him to come, Jing Chen put his heart at ease, and said angrily: "I have climbed to the present ...... from yesterday morning"

"Since yesterday morning?" Fang Tong couldn't help but smile: "Dude, I really admire you......"

"You are the same, you will not be able to climb to the top of the mountain until tomorrow. ”

Jingchen simply ignored Fang Tong and glanced at a middle-aged man beside Fang Tong, holding a glass teacup with wolfberries soaked in it. Jing Chen didn't know this person either, and he didn't say hello, sat down on the steps, and began to rest.

"When people reach middle age, they have to soak wolfberries in a thermos cup. Little brother, I don't think you are such a person who is tired of 100 meters of steps, how can you climb from yesterday morning to now, and only get here?"

The middle-aged man was very curious, what else is strange about this step?

Jing Chen just smiled and didn't answer.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Fang Tong, and instantly understood what Jing Chen meant, this was a difficult time with Fang Tong, and asked them to try it themselves.

"Let's go, Lao Liang, I don't know how many times I have walked this step, and each time I will reach the top of the mountain in more than half an hour. This guy is obviously physically exhausted, and this is ridiculing us. Maybe this guy just came down from the top of the mountain. ”

The middle-aged man smiled at Jing Chen and continued to climb the mountain with Fang Tong.

After walking up for about a hundred meters, the middle-aged man unscrewed the lid of the teacup and took a sip.

"Hehe, Lao Liang, if you have a better attitude when you go up the mountain this time, please ask the Taoist, you are sick...... Huh, old Liang?"

Fang Tong glanced at Lao Liang, who was drinking tea, and continued to walk a few steps with Lao Liang, talking and talking, feeling wrong, and when he turned his face, Lao Liang beside him disappeared. Fang Tong was taken aback, looked around, and did not find Lao Liang.

"Haha......"

Jingchen's laughter came, Fang Tong looked down, and saw that at the foot of the mountain, Lao Liang kept the action of twisting the lid of the teacup and stayed in place. Fang Tong was also stunned: "Formation?"

"No, if it's a formation, Lao Liang goes down, why am I still here?"