It's August, and there's a breeze coming from the vast mountains and forests. I don't know when, a streamer blended into it, mixed with a different charm, turned a corner, and came to a mountain.

Cangshan is steep, one of the 100,000 mountains. It is vast, as if out of the dust in the world, and there are few people.

At the right time, at the end of Cangshan, the clouds and mist are thick, and a round of red sun is suspended in it, scattering a little streamer, through the ancient trees of Cangtian, imprinted in the drops of dew, and then, countless dew emitted a crystal light, phantom the whole Cangshan, a quiet and peaceful.

But I heard a childish sound coming, breaking this unique tranquility.

"Girl...... Hurry up......"

At this time, following the sound, I saw that on the mountainside, under the cover of a cloud and white veil, a little boy who looked to be about six years old was standing on the sheep intestine mountain road, his hands were trumpeted, and he was panting and shouting loudly to the bottom of the mountain.

And at the foot of the mountain road, not far from the little boy, a little girl about three years old muttered and babbled anxiously:

"Brother, brother...... Wait for me...... Wait for me!"

The little girl is as cute as a porcelain doll. But before the words fell, the little guy's swaying body was careless, and he actually "poofed" and sat on the ground.

The little girl who was muttering her mouth was obviously flustered, and then blinked her big round eyes, and it seemed that it took a while to realize that she had fallen, and then she cried "wow".

“...... I'm not up...... Woo ......"

Seeing this scene, the little boy on the mountain was still panting, and when he saw a cigarette, he ran to the little girl, touched the little girl's head, and said softly:

"Good girl, girl doesn't cry, brother carries you up, okay!"

As soon as she finished speaking, as if she had a panacea, the little girl immediately stopped crying, and a wicked smile appeared on her little face, and she blinked her big teary eyes, clapped her little hands and shouted happily:

"Okay, okay, Yuxuan knows that her brother is the best...... Hee-hee......"

In this way, the older little boy carried a little girl who was a little younger than him on his back and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. And at this moment, the little girl behind the boy will rub her little head against his little body from time to time, and a warm smile will be shown on her immature face, as if everything is so beautiful.

If time were frozen at this moment, what would it look like?

Responsible, or warm!

It is often said that the plan of the day lies in the morning, so the two children often do this, and welcoming the first rays of the morning sun in the 100,000 mountains has become a compulsory course for the two.

"Brother, are you tired!"

On the top of Cangshan, on a bare boulder, the little girl stood up and asked timidly, then staggered behind the little boy, stretched out her little lotus arm, and began to gently beat the little body in front of her.

"Hee-hee...... Are you comfortable...... Brother...... Don't move, I'll give you a thrashing slowly...... Hee-hee......"

Feeling the feeling of comfort coming from behind, the little boy seemed to be extremely satisfied with Xiaoquan's service, and seemed very comfortable.

But for a moment, the little boy showed a wicked smile, stretched out his little hand, and scratched the little girl.

“...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

So that on this mountain, under the morning sun, the two children who were frolicking, gradually came out of the simple and innocent laughter, accompanied by the quiet sound of birdsong, through the dense forest, through the sky, in this lofty mountain constantly echoed, enduring.

And this majestic mountain, the standing pine, the gentle wind, the shy yang, the people bathing in the light, and the ethereal sound, seem to constitute a scene of a teenager playing the sun as if he was in a fairyland of nothingness.

......

The boy in the picture, named Su Chen, has been living here since the little guy can remember.

Strange to say, the little guy has no impression of the memories before the age of three, perhaps because of his young age and carefree life, he didn't deliberately think about it, so it was gone.

And in his first hazy memory, at that time, except for Xiao Yuxuan, who was still in swaddling clothes, there was only a mysterious old man who had disappeared all day.

Therefore, the two children have been inseparable since childhood, and over time, the friendship has become deeper and deeper, making the two more and more dependent on each other.

And for the mysterious old man who took care of the growth of the two, Xiao Suchen didn't know much about it. However, every month when the night came, the old man would let them soak in a bucket of strange-smelling potion, saying that because they lived in the mountains all year round, it was inevitable that miasma would be inhaled into the body and toxins would accumulate. Therefore, it is a detoxification potion.

In addition, when Xiao Yuxuan was three years old, the old man asked them to bathe in the first rays of sunshine on the top of Cangshan every morning. Say what kind of meal xia food qi, comprehend the aura of heaven and earth, etc., some words that sound like clouds.

But after a few months, the untouchable aura of heaven and earth, the two little guys didn't feel it, but the little body became more and more robust.

......

It was night, the full moon reflected in the sky, sprinkled a little bit of clear light, slowly descended, and quietly fell on a few bamboo houses under the Cangshan Mountain.

The bamboo huts are simple and somewhat dim.

A quaint oil lamp is flickering to illuminate one of the small bamboo houses.

An old man in a gray robe was pacing back and forth in it. The old man looked at the bucket in front of him, surrounded by a hazy mist, and seemed to think about it.

"From tomorrow onwards, you two little ones will begin to read, read, memorize scriptures, and live a different and wonderful life!

The old man looks a little old, with a slightly stiff back, as if he is carrying the traces of time, wearing a gray robe, looking extremely simple, if he takes a ring ruler, he will be a teacher.

After hearing this, Xiao Suchen, who was shrouded in mist, immediately fanned the mist in the medicine barrel with his small hand, looked at the rickety old man in front of him, and replied obediently:

"Grandpa Mu, Xiaochen remembered!"

And Xiao Yuxuan on the side didn't seem to have reacted yet, just blinking her eyes and staring blankly, I don't know why.

It was only when he was poked that he reacted, and he puffed up his little pink face and blew the mist, nodding in reply.

Looking at the two children, the old man nodded with satisfaction, then stopped stopping, turned around and walked out of the bamboo house, he looked at the dark night sky, his eyes showed a little complicated, I don't know what he was thinking.

Thus, the wonderful life of the Scriptures began to play out between the two children.

After the two of them were able to read the scriptures independently, the old man Mu left a pile of scriptures and mysteriously disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, in the ethereal, under the mountains, the green waves ripple, and the blue lotus is poured.

On this day, two children sat by the lotus pond, and their little feet stirred up water waves from time to time, slowly spreading to the distance. The two of them have childish voices, and their voices are in the ears......

"Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus flowers are over people's heads. Bow your head and get lotus seeds, lotus seeds are as green as water. In the sleeve of the lotus, the lotus heart is completely red. Yi Lang Lang did not come, looking up at Feihong. ”

"Brother, brother"

"Yuxuan wants to be with her brother forever, not like in the scriptures, looking at Feihong and not seeing people. ”

"Good girl, my brother will always be there!"

"Really?"

"Pull the hook!"

“...... Hee-hee......"

"Brother, brother, when I grow up, I still want to be with my brother, as the scriptures say, Cangshan Erhai, fighting the sword world!"

"And ......"

Time flies like an arrow, and three years pass in a flash.

In the past three years, two children and children, the sky dew and the fish belly are white, they recite on the top of the mountain, the stars hold each other, and they recite under the moon. Reciting in the summer and reading in the winter, they read in the forest and in the snow reflecting the snow. Their little footprints have been imprinted everywhere around them. In this way, time passed quietly in the bamboo house, in the lotus pond, in the forest, on the top of the mountain, in their laughter.

Over time, the two children at the foot of the mountain began to understand the outside world, began to become more and more curious, no longer reading without a purpose as before, but like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing everything in the scriptures.

In the scriptures, the sound of the flute is melodious, the joy of all beings on the chessboard, the pride of the golden iron horse, the pride of exhaling thousands of miles like a tiger, or "whether there is a mixture or not, born in heaven and earth." Independence does not change, and Zhou Xing does not die, can be the mother of the world...... Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature. There are also powerful cultivators who are beyond the mundane, "raising their hands to shatter mountains and rivers, and gazing at the eternal mourning".

And all this is like a faint Mars, constantly flickering in the dark night without starlight, giving them hope.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was clear, and the damp breeze mixed with the slightest coolness passed quietly past the two children. At this time, instead of holding the scroll in their hands, shaking their heads and sinking into it, as usual, the two children knelt respectfully in front of the old man's house with their hands on their knees, intending to make their first request in many years.

"Cultivate!"

In the past few years, the two children have longed for the cultivation world.

"Grandpa Mu.........", in front of the bamboo house, Xiao Suchen, who was kneeling, plucked up the courage and shouted sincerely, as if he was a little flustered, and looked at Xiao Yuxuan with palpitations, waiting quietly, not daring to shout again.

After a while, the voice of the old man came from inside the house:

"Early in the morning, you two little babies don't go to chant scriptures, what's the matter with disturbing my old man!" Old Man Mu's voice couldn't hear joy and sorrow, and asked lightly.

“...... Grandpa Mu, Yu Xuan and I have been chanting for a long time, and I feel more and more that you are unfathomable, as powerful as those cultivators in the scriptures, and I feel envious in my heart. Xiao Suchen said admittedly, as if he was stating a fact, without the slightest flattery.

"So...... So ......" Xiao Suchen paused, listened to the heartbeat of "bang", and glanced at Xiao Yuxuan, who was clenching his fists and looking serious, cheering himself up, stammered.

"So you want me to teach you how to cultivate?" Old Man Mu chuckled lightly, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and then asked unexpectedly.

After hearing this, the two of them were surprised and delighted, and they looked at each other with big eyes, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Come in!"

Hearing this, the two of them were suddenly happy in their hearts, and instantly relieved the apprehensive breath in their hearts, looked at each other, and gently pushed the door open, entered together, and knelt in front of the old man Mu.

In the bamboo house, it is very simple, there is no excessive decoration, in a dark purple beast incense burner, there is a faint fragrance slowly wafting out, permeating the air, overflowing the whole room, as if it has the effect of calming the nerves.

At this time, the old man slowly got up from a futon, looking at the two children, his soft eyes seemed a little trance, as if the situation in front of him evoked his dusty memory, and his heart was full of sighs,

"Are you really old?"

A thought is a momentary thought, and then it is gone.

Without thinking about it anymore, Old Man Mu asked solemnly:

"Do you know that the way of cultivation is to go against the sky, go against the sky, advance against the adversity, retreat if you go with it, and will not be tolerated by heaven and earth, if you want to stand in the world, you must be a person with great perseverance, and you can only progress after tribulation!"

"Would you like to?"

"Yes!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the two replied in unison.

Hearing the two children's answers, Old Man Mu nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"The so-called cultivation is to cultivate the body, to know one's own body, to know one's own life, to refine one's own heart, and to understand the way of heaven. ”

"Realize the life and death of the dynasty, the eternal existence of the sun and the moon, the mountains and rivers, the heaven and the earth, and the universe in each of them. But no matter how big the world is, you must keep your heart, walk the way in your heart, and keep your heart unswerving, so that you can travel far. ”

"Remember?"

"If the heart of the Tao is unswerving, you can travel far away......" The two little guys muttered the words of the old man Mu in their mouths, and nodded their little heads as if they didn't understand, but they were confused in their hearts, and they only heard his words, but they didn't know what they meant. Old Man Mu's words were a little difficult to understand, but the two of them did not regard them as wind in their ears, but firmly remembered them in their hearts.

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Mu looked at Xiao Yuxuan lovingly, and as soon as he took it out of thin air, a booklet explaining the introduction to cultivation appeared in his hand.

After taking the booklet, the little girl seemed extremely careful, as if she was afraid of breaking it, and then she grinned, and her beautiful face was like a flower, which was extremely cute.

Then Old Man Mu looked at Xiao Suchen again, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and he muttered to himself:

"It's been many years, and it's been a long time since I was treated, but I haven't seen any improvement!"

After speaking, Old Man Mu probed Xiao Suchen's body, and when his fingers were pressed, it was crystal clear, like a piece of holy mutton fat jade, and he carefully measured it on Xiao Suchen's body.

It wasn't until a long time later that Old Man Mu stopped, frowned, and muttered to himself: "Obviously, the spiritual vein is much wider than ordinary people, but it is as solid as divine iron and as stable as a rock, and it can't be opened up at all, so that it can incorporate a trace of spiritual energy......"

Finally shaking his head, he had no choice but to give up. Doubts in my heart:

"I've lived to old age, but I've never heard of any spiritual vein like this. ”

"But the qi and blood are vigorous, comparable to a dragon, and he has divine power at a young age, but he can't accept spiritual cultivation, which is a pity. ”

Old man Mu let out a long sigh, looking at Xiao Su Chen, who had hope in his eyes at the moment, as if he saw the little boy who was just picked up by him six years ago, the light of hope in his eyes was still like the fire of the sun god, hot and firm.

"Chen'er, do you know that cultivation, spiritual veins and spiritual energy are the foundation, but your spiritual veins are as solid as a rock, which directly leads to the inability to incorporate a trace of spiritual energy, so ......"

"Buzz ......"

Old Man Mu's words suddenly rang in Xiao Su Chen's heart like a bursting bell, and his hopeful and completely unprepared heart seemed to be about to collapse completely at this moment.

He was just there, and his hopeful eyes seemed to slowly dim with Mu Lao's words. Perhaps the lofty ambition he once promised, the fire in his heart like a flame, and it was about to become a prairie fire, and the burning fire of cultivation had slowly dissipated like a cloud of smoke at this moment.

"But everything is variable, in the future, you will learn the way of medicine, help the world, maybe one day, there will be a little turnaround!"

"At that time, you will break your own shackles with the feeling of Ze Cangsheng, and maybe you will have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation!"

After speaking, Old Man Mu sighed, put a yellowed nameless pharmacopoeia in the hands of Xiao Suchen, who was stunned and looked lost, and said softly: "Child, there is hope before there is a turnaround, do you remember what I said before? The strong belong to those with great perseverance, what is smooth, what is reverse, what is the heart, I hope you can understand." ”

"Let's go!"

Then Old Man Mu turned around and no longer looked at the two kneeling on the ground. It's just that the slightly rickety back seems to be bent a little more.