This set up a practice institute to train practitioners, far outside the current capital of Mingdu, a hundred miles away from here.

But fortunately, this Hengshan is the transportation fortress of this Mingdu, and a post station has been set up to travel long distances, and there is a horse team that goes to Mingdu every day to ride.

Zhiyi returned to the mountainside of Hengshan, where he lived in the abandoned Bodhisattva temple on the mountainside, and lived by cleaning the Bodhisattva temple to earn a little sesame oil money rations.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw an old man sitting in front of the steps.

"Yo, uncle, why don't you go and collect firewood today?" Zhiyi beckoned.

When the old man saw that Zhiyi was back, he hurriedly got up and said, "Zhiyi, I heard that you were chosen?"

"Yes, uncle, I was directly recruited as a special enrollment, how, is it beyond your expectations?" Zhiyi said happily.

"Hey, domineering, don't blame the old man for gossiping, do you know what the current Taoist masters are doing?" The old man's nervous tone was very anxious, and he leaned into Zhiyi's ear, "Cannibalism of the same kind!"

"Hmm!" Zhi Yi didn't know what he meant, "cannibalism?"

The old man covered Zhiyi's mouth, "Be quiet, you can't talk about this matter everywhere, just listen to me quietly!"

Zhiyi nodded, "Uncle, you say it, I won't talk nonsense." ”

"Listen up. The old man leaned into his ear mysteriously, "Cannibalism of the same kind, as literally it means, is the killing between the practitioner and the practitioner!"

"What, uncle, tell me clearly, why!" Zhiyi asked.

But the old man didn't want to say more, he waved his hand, "You must remember one thing, you must stay away from this person." ”

"Who?"

The old man turned around and walked away, looking at the sky flatly, "I don't know where that person is now, but one thing, that person has a title, called the Ninth True Son!"

"Ninth Mako, I wrote down the old man. Zhiyi looked at the old man, and suddenly remembered to ask softly, "Uncle, who are you?" ”

The old man did not reply, but showed his left arm, and saw a dragon without claws tattooed on the old man's astonishingly thick arm.

Zhiyi looked at the arm and shook his head, "This old man is very weird. ”

With that, he went to pack his bags and get ready to go.

The next day, it was a hot and sunny day, and the sun hanging high above the head was very dazzling.

Zhiyi washed up early in the morning, changed into the cleanest clothes, and went to meet his new life.

"It should be enough to hitchhike, and the food and clothing on the road can be solved by yourself without problems. Zhiyi grabbed the money bag in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart, these money, but he has accumulated it over the past nine years, although the amount is not large, but it is of great significance.

Down Hengshan, at the foot of the mountain is this Hengshan post station, early in the morning, there is a long convoy of officers and soldiers to set off.

Zhiyi handed over the silver and explained his intentions, and was allowed to travel with the convoy of officers and soldiers.

"If you say that, just follow the convoy of Lord Han's entourage, and I also told them that they are also going to the Dao Academy, and you can follow them all the way when you arrive. The head of the post station said, and then leaned into Zhiyi's ear, "You kid has really passed, how many years is this?"

"It's the ninth year. Zhiyi said.

The manager crossed his fingers and continued, "It's been nine years, hehe, you've been yelling for me to see you off. ”

"Oh, yes, after all, you saved me from the bandits in the first place. ”

"Alas, let's not mention these old things today, ha, you kid, I also watched you grow up, now it's okay, I finally walked out, and I'm happy." Then, the person in charge quietly stuffed a large bag of silver, "These, including the one you just handed over, will be given to you, and you will definitely be able to use this money in the future." ”

Zhiyi weighed the money bag, bulging, obviously a lot more. "Uncle Gui, so much. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, take it, there won't be many people to take care of when you go out in the future." The manager smiled, turned his head to the post station staff who were busy and said, "Hurry up, don't delay Lord Han's time!"

"Yes!"

"Then uncle, I'll go first. Zhiyi" bowed and thanked him.

The manager patted Zhiyi on the shoulder, and said seriously, "I really can't get through, let's go back to Hengshan, after all, in the courtyard, it's not so easy to treat." ”

"Well, I appreciate your uncle's kindness, and I will definitely repay you if I have the opportunity in the future. Zhiyi hugged his fists and thanked him, and then got into the last carriage, "Uncle Gui, don't say goodbye." ”

"Well, don't leave it at that, Zhiyi, I hope you can still fight to the end as your name says. ”

"Yes. ”

The motorcade drove away, leaving aisle smoke and dust behind.

The head of the post station looked at the caravan that was walking away, shook his head and said, "Let's go goodbye, I'm afraid that when we meet again, we will already become a murderous executioner, after all, in this troubled world, the mission of the Taoist has changed." ”

After saying this, the manager turned and went to do something else.

The carriage galloped away, it was just a lunchtime, and the horse team had already left the Hengshan Post Station for nearly ten miles.

Zhiyi in the carriage carefully divided the money bag into three parts, each of which was divided according to the same amount.

"Use one first, keep one for backup, and keep one for backup, and the plan can't keep up with the changes. ”

Zhiyi placed the money bag on the pocket of his clothes, then put a spare one in the bag containing the clothes, and a spare one in the strap of his pants.

With enough money, it's time to make a big splash!

Zhiyi imagined the flames of various postures rising in his hands, fantasized about his fierce confrontation with monsters, and immersed himself in the scene where he won a lot of honors and finally hugged the beauty.

However, he was interrupted by the coachman who was driving the carriage.

"Boy, I see that you are quite familiar with the head of the Hengshan Post Station, who is he?" the coachman turned his head and asked, "What are you doing with Lord Han's convoy?"

Zhiyi patted his chest, "I'm going to the Dao Academy to cultivate, and my goal is the Dao Master!"

The coachman listened and nodded understandingly, "Oh, walker, no wonder. ”

"What's wrong?" asked domineeringly.

"No, no, nothing, I thought you were a relative in charge of the inn...... Since you're going to the temple, that's fine. The coachman tightened his reins, and the convoy stopped, "Oh, Lord Han is ready to set up camp." ”

"Encamped?" Zhiyi looked up at the sky, still cleared the sky, "So early?"

The coachman got out of the car and tied the rope, "Well, it's not early, you kid haven't experienced it, but you don't know, the current world forces us to do this." ”

"Experience, experience?" Zhiyi doesn't understand, he is still a fledgling little hairy head.

The coachman motioned for Zhiyi to get out of the car, "You know the catastrophe caused by the Ninth Mako nine years ago, and you will understand it when you know it completely." ”

"Ha, the Ninth True Son, what's wrong with him again!"