"It can't be. ”

Duan Ling and Wei Xiaobao sighed almost at the same time.

The former was amazed that Qingwen had persisted for so long, and the latter was discolored by the old master's action.

Wei Xiaobao knew that Qingwen had an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect that his teacher would take action in person.

In fact, among the four people who watched Qingwen Face Mountain, only Shan Xi was not surprised by this result, and even the old master on the mountain frowned because of this result.

That little face didn't see the slightest change, even if that sword light appeared, Shan Xi remained positive.

Duan Ling couldn't help but say something when he saw him like this, but Shan Xi tightened his peach stick and walked towards the foot of the mountain without looking back.

From a distance, that small step looked like stepping on a cotton bale, and each step seemed to weigh a thousand catties and seemed to be as light as a feather, which made Duan Ling confused for a moment.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?" Duan Ling shouted loudly.

The distance between the two is not too far, but no matter how loud Duan Ling's voice is, Shan Xi can't hear it.

Looking at the cliff in front of him, Yamaki's heart finally tensed after a long silence. The beads of sweat on his forehead grew larger and heavier, and his feet became heavier and heavier.

"Immortal Master, what's going on?" Qingwen stood beside the old master, and with the help of the old master's divine sense, she looked at Shanxi, who was walking hard at the foot of the mountain, and for the first time in her life, she "bent her knees" to ask for advice.

"You shouldn't call me that...... old master turned his head to look at Qingwen and said, "It's okay to tell you, come here." ”

Qingwen glanced at the foot of the mountain, and the old master smiled:

"You don't have to worry about him, his Dao heart is no worse than yours. ”

Seeing that the old master had come to the stone bench under the pine tree and sat down, he thought for a moment and then said, "Actually, he is far above you at present. ”

Qingwen was not at all surprised by this, he had already learned from Duan Ling that Shan Xi was the only disciple of Sanssouci Sect. Even if he has only herded cattle for a few years, he is a hundred times stronger than Qingwen, who has pushed the stone mill for two years.

On the stone table under the pine tree, there is a plate of endgame left by someone who doesn't know when, and Qingwen is attracted by the endgame when she approaches.

"You're also a chess player?"

Qingwen looked at the chess game intently, and just as she saw the wonderful point, the old master's long sleeves brushed by, and only a dry pine needle was left on the stone table.

He really wanted to be angry, but he saw that the heavens and the earth were twisted at a rapid speed, and the world was turned upside down. Things on the ground began to fall downward......

"Can I cover my body here?" asked Qingwen.

"None. ”

After a while, Qingwen only felt that her limbs were weak, and her stomach was tumbling for a while, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't.

"This endgame is set up by the ancestor of the mountain, Fuyun, and the ancestor of the Sanssouci Gate. You've only been here for the rest of your life, and you want to see it. The old master turned and left.

Qingwen had a sentence in her heart that she didn't say:

In fact, if one side of this chess game is willing to give up everything, it can be broken. ”

It was also thanks to the old master who threw away his sleeves and didn't let him say this. If it really reaches the ears of the old master, even if there is no successor to Fushan, he will never leave Qingwen behind.

Under the pine tree, Qingwen was alone looking at the dry pine needles on the table, in a daze.

"He's a disciple chosen by his teacher, so I can't see any difference!"

"It is said to be a piece of waste wood, two years ago, he was cheeky and faced the mountain twice, if it weren't for the master, his life would be gone......"

"I think there might be some kind of background, right?"

"This is impossible, how could the teacher find a boy who will live to be less than eighteen years old......"

"I won't live to be eighteen...... It's pathetic......"

When Qingwen heard these gossip, others thought he was pretending not to know, but in fact, he was too lazy to pay attention to them. In the backyard of Chunhe shop, there are too many similar words.

"If you don't practice diligently, you won't be able to go to heaven if your teacher isn't there. ”

Hearing Wei Xiaobao's voice, Qingwen seemed to have changed into a different person.

Wei Xiaobao, who did not have a green cow, looked more calm, he walked towards Qingwen with arrows, forgot to glance at Shanxi on the mountainside and said:

"The teacher is right, he is indeed above you. ”

......

A dark cloud pressed on Sanxi's body, and his already thin body was instantly submerged in it. However, he was not carried away by the illusion in front of him, and sat cross-legged on the spot, his eyes closed.

The old master not far away smiled and nodded when he saw this scene, his arm turned into a sharp sword and waved it towards the mountainside, and a straight mountain path appeared in front of Qingwen's eyes.

After Yama Xi went up the mountain, the next scene made Qingwen doubt her eyes for the first time.

After Yamaki left, the stairs on the mountain path were not obscured by clouds and mist.

"Why is he so relaxed?" Qingwen asked Wei Xiaobao as she pointed to Duan Ling, who had already walked halfway up the mountain.

"You'll find out later. ”

Qingwen was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer to deal with the child, he forgot to glance at the cute Yama Xi, and looked at the stone pavilion hidden behind a few pine trees in the distance.

At this time, suddenly a flying crane hissed, and two flying cranes passed by in the clouds.

"It's beautiful!" Baoyu said in admiration, looking at the flying crane in the distance.

"Go, follow me. Wei Xiaobao turned around and prepared to leave.

"Where are we going?" Duan Ling didn't even breathe as he spoke.

"Listen to the fog pavilion, report registration ......"

Baoyu secretly rejoiced in her heart - "This is over, it is much simpler than imagined." ”

On the mountain road, Wei Xiaobao still rode his green ox and walked in the front.

In Fushan, in addition to the old master, only Wei Xiaobao can ride a bull in the mountain. No one knows why he Wei Xiaobao can have the same "treatment" as the head.

There are many conjectures about this issue in Fushan and even in the entire cultivation world. Among these conjectures, there is a more reliable statement: Wei Xiaobao came to the world in order to attract a rare talent in the world.

Wei Xiaobao can still ride a bull to walk between mountains, rivers, lakes and seas without hindrance, so how can this rare talent in the world have a miracle?

The young man in front of him, who was born white but had no Dao species, naturally couldn't let everyone associate him with the legendary great talent, but the only Dao Shan Xi with deep roots in the mountain road was born in Sanssoucian, and it was obviously not him.

The disciples who practiced in front of Yaolai Pavilion were obviously very disappointed with the scenery on the mountain path, and the disciples at higher places even glanced at them and stopped looking down.

......

Bypassing a mountain beam, there is the sound of a trickling stream in your ears.

Qingwen stood on the mountain beam and looked down the mountain, and what she saw at this time was very different from before entering the village.

On the sea of clouds, except for the main peak of Fushan, there is no trace of other peaks.

A few cranes occasionally flew by in the distance, and nothing else.

Baoyu saw Qingwen shaking her head and asked:

"This is the highest dojo in the world, although the disciples can't catch up with the number of people in my worry-free sect......"

Speaking of this, Baoyu secretly glanced at Shan Xi, closed his mouth gloomily, and said no more.

"I don't really think there's anything good about it, the only thing that's comforting is more comfortable than Flau. Qingwen looked at the endless sea of clouds and said.

"Comfortable?!I'm afraid you can't do what you want. ”

As soon as Baoyu's words fell, several sword qi suddenly flashed in the sky above Ling Village.

"Why are you standing there, why don't you hurry up, you'll have to delay for a while!"

Wei Xiaobao followed Qingwen's gaze and saw the sword qi above Lingcun, looked at Shan Xi and said, "There is an old master who goes in person, there is no need to remember Mo Xianchen." ”

"What kind of person is it? He actually wants the dignified head of Fushan to come forward in person. The mountain asked Wei Xiaobao on the back of the green cow.