There are thirteen states in this world, and the southernmost state is called Nanzhou, and there is a country there called Nanguo.

There is a mountain in the southern country, there is a academy on the mountain, there is an old man who has lived for a thousand years, since a long time ago, no one knows the name of the old man, because many strong people in the world today have sought the Tao here, so they respect the old man as Master, and this mountain is called Confucius Mountain.

For countless years, the academy has cultivated nine out of ten Confucian students for this great Confucian country, and although it is not a holy place, it is more noble than a holy place.

There is an attic in the academy, which houses countless classics in the world, and is called the Sea of Daozang, where the old man with white hair but good spirit lives.

On this day, before the cold winter was gone, a woman in a yellow shirt floated in, her whole body was shrouded in a hazy force, and she pushed open the door of her master......

The master personally brewed a pot of fragrant tea unique to the southern country and refused all the guests who visited.

There are countless birds, insects, fierce beasts, and big demons in the mountains, but they all coexist peacefully and live their lives everywhere...... A tiger meets a monkey in a clear spring, then each drinks a drink, then nods to each other and then separates, and the girl chases the butterfly in the woods, and the green snake spits a letter and watches quietly, as if looking at the scenery......

The woman in the yellow shirt put down the teacup in her hand, withdrew her gaze to look at the mountains, and then said respectfully to the old man opposite: "Master, Mingzhu has something to ask!"

The Holy Lord asked. "The voice is very peaceful, as if there is a kind of magic that can dissolve all anger and calm people's minds to think about more meaningful things.

"Is there a force in this world that can selectively seal a person's memory? or make a person go back to their past, Mingzhu is talking about turning a person's time backwards. ”

The master pondered for a long time and said, "No." ”

......

The two of them came to the place above Xunyang Peak, above the clouds, overlooking the earth.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed in all directions, and said, "The most powerful thing in this world is the Holy Lord, if the Holy Lord can't understand it, then ...... No one can understand it. ”

When they came to the peak, the old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the west, and the pearl followed that direction, looking all the way to the sea of blood at the far end of the west.

The old man's voice also came, "Back then, Lord Sword God went west with a sword to wipe out Ying Tianzong, and that kind of power was a power that never appeared thousands of years ago, if this world once had such a power, then the one who mastered it, or understood it, must be Lord Sword God." ”

The woman retracted her gaze, looked at the old man, and said, "Can't even His Majesty Emperor Zhao, who once unified the world?"

"No, you can't. ”

Mingzhu looked at the south for a long time, and the master waited quietly beside him.

After a long time, Mingzhu raised his hand and waved it behind him, and said, "Does the master think that child is him?"

"I don't dare to say it, it's hard to say. The master also looked at the south and squinted slightly.

The woman sighed, then looked at the sky and said, "I want to ...... Walk around!"

......

There are two mountains in Tibetan Sword Villa, one is the location of the mountain villa, one is the back mountain, the two mountains stand east and west, the back mountain is the west mountain, also called the Tibetan Sword Mountain.

As the sun set, Yiyang finished his day's cultivation and slept on the stone playing with the wooden hairpin.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't see the reason, so I simply combed my hair in a bun and fixed it with a wooden hairpin...... The white crane stared at the wooden hairpin from the side, as if he knew it.

Yiyang glanced at it and said, "What are you looking at?" that the master bought from a roadside stall, fifty-one wen. ”

Hearing this, Bai He shook his head, maybe it looks like it, but it's wrong, after all, the wooden hairpin is too ordinary, and there are more in the world.

Then, he walked to the bedroom and jumped on the bed to rest.

The next day, when Yiyang woke up, Bai He also woke up, and he wanted to go out with Yiyang, looking at that look, as if he had been wronged at home yesterday.

Yiyang gave it a moment directly, and said, "You're not injured well, you can't fly, what are you going to do?"

However, life and death could not be relied on by the pitiful little eyes of the white crane, so it was left to it.

So, Yiyang has an extra partner on the road, a white crane, and of course a "fat goose". At first, the white crane could only run, because even if he spread his wings, he could only hang in mid-air to ensure that he did not fall off for a short time, and it was difficult to say that it could soar, but gradually, it could spread its wings and slid a few times and glide for a hundred feet. A month later, the white crane flapped its wings, flew high, and soared over the ravine for a whole day......

It was after that that that Yiyang gave up his cultivation, bought some tools from Trois-Rivières, and then came back early every day to start carpentry in the yard. And the white crane is bored, so he often appears on the big rock, looking at the north.

And so, another month passed.

Yiyang made a lot of rhizomes of eye vegetables, mashed them, dried them, and several times the white crane stole them, and it used a broom to get rid of them.

Over the course of a month, he made a rattle, a small windmill, a main cicada, a bamboo dragonfly, and a small bamboo crane, which were a little clumsy, but all beautiful.

He carved his name on each toy, rolled up his sleeve and made an identical mark on the birthmark on his left arm, then dyed it red with cinnabar and put it in a small box.

One morning, the crane got up early, and now looks north from the big rock, flapping its wings several times, but after circling a few times on the top of the mountain, it returns to the big rock.

Yiyang got up and didn't see the white crane, so he panicked for a while, hurriedly ran to the yard, looked around, and was relieved to see the white crane stop on the stone.

He and Bai He looked at each other from a distance for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "Fat goose, are you going home?

The white crane looked at him and called twice, indicating that he was a crane, not a goose.

Yiyang didn't seem to hear it, and continued: "Come back, eat and leave." ”

He made a big bowl of porridge with green onions and eggs for the white crane, and when the white crane was full, he was ready to leave. Yiyang touched its head and said, "Wait a minute!"

After speaking, Yiyang walked to the bedroom and rummaged through the cabinets to pack up.

Soon after, he came out with a small bag, spread it out in front of Bai He, took a box and said to Bai He: "Here are some small toys I have made this month, one of them is for you, and the others are for your master as a greeting gift." ”

He took out a black box again and said, "This is an eye dish, you save some food, otherwise you will be hungry." ”

He picked up some bottles and jars to introduce, all of them were medicines, all of them were neighbors, some of them were for external injuries, and some were for internal injuries, and as he introduced them, Bai He was a little impatient, and rolled his eyes at Yiyang, but Yiyang didn't pay attention.

Finally, Yiyang put away the burden, tied it around Bai He's neck, and said, "Don't lose it for me, or I'll beat you." ”

Hearing this, the white crane rubbed against his face, called twice to say goodbye, and then flapped its wings and flew north.

Yiyang chased out of the yard, looked at the white crane hovering in the sky, and said, "Fat goose, remember to come back to see me." ”

The white crane called twice, indicating that I am a crane, and then flew north, and disappeared at the end of the sky in a short time......

In the following days, there was no neighbor's family, no Sister Ling'er, no Nangong Ying and Nangong Chu, no white cranes, only a frost waiting to be fed. Such a day suddenly feels a lot quieter, and a lot more monotonous, Yiyang doesn't like this kind of tranquility, because it makes him feel very uncomfortable, maybe, this is loneliness!