After the beginning of spring, almost all of the Qianyuan land except for Xiongzhou, which is bitterly cold in the north, has a little spring, and Anzhou is no exception.

The waves on the Yushui River across the three countries are not endless, when the water is difficult, there are still some ice stones on the river that have just escaped the cold winter snow and frost with the waves of the rivers and mountains, but there is no winter frost and snow on the river after this water, only when the bow breaks the waves, the occasional splash still carries the cold and piercing meaning.

The snow on the dead branches of the branches and treetops on both sides of the official road has melted, turning into a little bit of water to nourish the dry soil that has been ravaged by the cold winter for dozens of cold days and nights.

At noon, there are few people on the official road of Tongjin, and this cloudless sky dome is almost all far away, three figures from the direction of the Wanshui River ferry to ride horses, the leader is dressed in white, a thin shirt in the warm wind in this spring afternoon, wearing a deerskin hair crown, carrying a sixteen-foot long sandalwood box, the face is like a crown of jade riding a horse.

Behind him is a man and a woman, the woman's face is cold and beautiful, she is dressed in green clothes, a light cyan silk shawl lingers between her arms, and a three-foot long sword hangs on the saddle of the horse, her expression is cold and seems to be a little cooler than the cold waves in the river, next to the woman is a young man in a black neat shirt with a short dagger hanging from his waist, and he is talking to the woman endlessly, and there is a man in Mai who is walking on foot more than 30 zhang behind the three, although the man is not riding a horse, but the speed is not bad at all, and he follows.

Tian Baiyi, who had a cold expression, seemed to be annoyed by the noise of Liu Yuanshan, a jade hand was lightly placed on the hilt of the sword, and glanced at the man in black, from Hongyong Mansion to Tianmen Pass, from Tianmen Pass to Anzhou today, Liu Yuanshan's eyesight was tempered by this woman and the sloppy monk How good, seeing the subtle movements of the woman's hand, for fear that the cold and glamorous woman would slash with a sword, it was like being choked by the neck and not daring to speak, and slowly rode the horse to distance himself from the woman.

Chen Changge, who was riding alone, heard the change in the sound of the horse's hooves behind him, and knew that this shameless and shameless flattering little guy had hit a wall again, and in two months, Liu Yuanshan's heart was illuminated by the moon, and the bright moon illuminated the ditch has become commonplace, and if you don't be scolded by the cold and glamorous woman a few times, you feel that this life is a little less wishful.

Chen Changge didn't have the heart to deal with Liu Yuanshan, who had been defeated and fought many times but became more and more courageous, but instead turned his head and glanced at the Mai man who followed him from a distance, and his words were full of helplessness: "This guy is stubborn and tight." ”

There is still a distance from the city here, the official road is not satisfactory, the official road near the city is mostly built of gravel, the inside and outside of the city gate is better to be paved with blue brick road stones, but this road is far away from the suburbs of the city, most of the surrounding wilderness is a little wilderness, the so-called official road is just rammed earth, now in the twilight of spring, the sun sprays thin at noon, the heat between the heaven and the earth replaces most of the cold, the snow on the road melts, the snow that melts away seeps into the soil, the rammed earth official road is full of mud.

I saw that Han Yuanhu with a short knife walked like a fly in the muddy official road, although it was muddy, it was difficult to stop him from moving under his feet, and every step was stepping on the mud traces that were solid by the horse's hooves, and in the two hours since he got off the boat, there were very few bast shoes and mud on the man's feet, only spots splashed on both sides.

Since returning to Xiongzhou, several people have practiced with the monks, and the old monk Jirong has no selfish heart, and has completely taught the Doe decision from the hands of the Dingyi monk for many years to Han Yuanhu Liu Yuanshan.

The doom decision is divided into three parts, crossing oneself, crossing others, and crossing the world.

The relationship between each layer and the other two layers is extremely subtle, but the integration of one is extremely majestic, and the peaks and crowns are juxtaposed, and Ji Rong obtained the first of the three chapters of the Doom Decision.

According to the monk Jirong said, this doom is determined to oneself, people, the world into the world, the cultivation of oneself is the practice of the world's pursuit, which is based on footwork, crossing oneself and the Luo Shu in the river Tuluo book has the same magic, the meaning of the Luo book is mainly the number of vertical, horizontal and oblique three lines, the number of the three lines is one, no matter how it changes, all changes are inseparable from its origin, and everything in the world is in it.

This is also the case, from the subtle point of view, it is also vertical, horizontal, oblique three lines, it seems to be just a footwork flashing and moving, but from shallow to deep, it is also with the spiritual power essence and then infinite changes, from the beginning of the pace to the later spiritual power like a game to fall, and then to the great success of the world after everything in the world, from the beginning of the way to solve, to break the door, but also to reunite, to seek a new life, this is to footwork into the Luo book, to the Luo book into the world, every bit of which has the mysterious meaning, proficient in it, there is heaven and earth in it.

According to the monk, there are few opponents in this world after cultivating the crossing of the world, the crossing of the world is to expand the world again, and the outsiders will be integrated into it, and the crossing of the world can be separated from the sacred, the crossing of the world is to cross the world, the crossing of the world is to cross the world, the world is like their own creation, all things in the world are driven, you can fly to the heavens and people can be the world for hundreds of years no one to cultivate the world, the old monk Jirong also said that the tendon of the King Kong monk crossed his own success, and it is expected to be cultivated within 20 years。

But these people don't understand what is out of the ordinary, what is the ascending to heaven, and they don't know what a Vajra monk is, so they will practice, and it just so happens that the daggers and short knives held by Liu Yuanshan and Han Yuanhu are all short weapons.

Since ancient times, martial artists have had an ancient saying: one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Just because it is long and strong, sharp, short and treacherous, and secretly killing, these two are dangerous and tricky things to fight in close quarters, not to mention the expansion of heaven and earth, just with this mysterious footwork is extremely beneficial.

In the broken temple in a month of time, these people practice hard every day, every day by the sloppy monk beating have been refined, since last year's cold dew Chen Changge has been practicing with the monk, it is normal to be older than the two of them, the remaining two Han Yuanhu feet speed is not inferior to the horse, the footwork is already strong, there is a foundation to practice this doom is more like a fish in water, now the pace of the body has become rapid, more rare things are slow, thick and fine.

Liu Yuanshan looked at the Mai figure who was churning in the mud, and said angrily: "A reckless man, but he doesn't do it well, saving noise and making people upset." ”

A cold voice sounded, and Tian Baiyi, who was dressed in a cyan dress, said indifferently, "Is there anyone in this world who is more noisy than you?"

"I'm afraid not. ”

Before Liu Yuanshan could speak, Chen Changge, who was in the lead, knocked his feet lightly on the horse's belly, the white horse's four hooves were raised, and the white-clothed young man carrying the sandalwood box rode alone, and the sound of teasing drifted out with the sound of the horse's hooves.

Under the golden sun, several teenagers chased after it, laughing and scolding, chasing the joy of the world, chasing the ups and downs of the world, and chasing the unspeakable rise and fall of the sun and moon and stars.

Wanshui River Ferry is in the middle of Anrui County and Tongjin County, and is drawn along the river, with Anrui in the north and Tongjin in the south.

This place is already the land of Tongjin, but there are still a few days away from the county town of Tongjin, which passes through three or five large and small cities, if nothing else, these few days, a few people can sleep peacefully in the city, not to sleep in the wilderness when the spring is cold.

Although this trip needs to cross the three states, back and forth thousands of miles, but can sail in this spring cold time, with the birth of all things, the spring thunder sprouts when the scenery of the three states, in the middle of summer on the sea to step on the coast, see the sea sunrise to see the stars twinkling, the chest can be reclaimed, the ambition can be soaring, it is also fast.

Among them, it is even more fortunate if you can talk and laugh with some friends, raise a glass and drink the mountains and forests, and look at the folk customs of foreign lands and foreign places.

This life is like what the sloppy monk said, the road is this thing, go and go, Tiannan or Haibei, climb or enter the water, just go, no matter whether the road is full of flowers or sunset stars, whether he is a sinister sea of fire or the heavenly pavilion of the world, just go boldly.

If you don't have a lot of understanding, you will have a blister, a bruised head, a bruised head, a swollen nose and a swollen face stumbling can also be a blessing, what is the matter of this life?

Staggering or staggering, the spring breeze is proud, it seems to be embarrassed and calm, it seems to be frank and a little uneasy, but in any case it is on the road, if you are lucky, you will have a fate to go to the painting, swim him, if there is no fate, then do not mention the flowers full of splendor, shallow body in the world by the bitter sea smashed by mundane things.

But in any case, those who see what they see in their eyes and hurt in their bodies are all lucky;

Whether it's a step or a hundred steps, it's all scenery;

It doesn't matter if it's three feet or a thousand miles, it's all under your feet.

Maybe he is happy in the bitterness, or he may be happy and he doesn't know, let him go.

The man in white carried a sandalwood long box, with the reins of the horse in his hand, and the four hooves of the white horse stepped on the spring spirit and rose vigorously, accompanied by the spring breeze to meet the scorching sun, and walked freely to welcome the spring.

On the official road of Tongjin, the sound of horses' hooves rose and fell, and three horses galloped into a narrow valley, and after a while, a man with a knife in sackcloth chased after him, and his lips and tongue stirred, and he scolded indistinctly:

"Holy shit, I know that Lao Tzu ran with his legs and rode so fast. ”

The narrow valley was hundreds of zhang long, and a dense sound of horses' hooves sounded in the valley, and the man in white took the lead in jumping out of the narrow valley.

Seeing that the road ahead had just widened a little, Chen Changge frowned, and suddenly reined in his horse, the front hooves of the majestic white horse were raised high, and a neighing horse roared through the narrow valley.

The originally dense sound of horses' hooves rising and falling suddenly stagnated, and the narrow valley that was originally restless and restless followed by silence, and the three people and three horses stood quietly in the valley mouth, their eyes looking at the sudden brightness in front of them, and they were silent.

I saw that Tongjin County, Na'an Prefecture, on the official road with the name of Qianyuan, there was a broad-backed broadsword engraved with the blood pattern of the wolf's head, the big knife was seven feet long, and the black knife color was swaying in the wind, swaying with the killing intent, and the full spring was all cut off by the blade, and there was no more warmth at all in the late spring.

Only the eyes are full of slaughter.