In the middle of the night, the dantian was a little swollen and sour, and Zhao Dongting opened his eyes.

Walking outside the house, the little Taoist priest was looking at the night sky in a daze again.

Zhao Dongting said: "Little Taoist, I'm a little hungry, why don't you go to the forest to catch some bamboo rats and handcuff them to eat?" ”

Qingyun Peak is beautiful in the world, but there is a lot of game. However, the immeasurable fasting meal is bland, and Zhao Dongting will inevitably have some crooked thoughts.

The bamboo rat meat is tender and fragrant, and the ones he has eaten and raised in his previous life are already rare and delicious.

The little Taoist priest did not look back, knowing: "God has the virtue of a good life, and everything is life." What does the emperor mean to let me, a little Taoist priest, kill? ”

Zhao Dongting smashed his mouth, he really didn't know how to return the favor, "Yes, if you don't go, I'll go by myself." ”

When he came to this deep mountain and cloud field, his heart returned, but he was not willing to send those Wuding Halls to worship casually.

When Zhao Dongting walked into the bamboo forest, not long after, there was a sound of chirping inside.

The little Taoist priest was compassionate, his fingers were holding flowers, and he sighed long, "Alas......"

Then he gently picked up a small ant that had crawled up to his knee and put it on the ground.

"Haha!"

At this time, Zhao Dongting had already run out of the bamboo sea with two huge bamboo rats, "Your bamboo rats in Qingyun Peak are really big. ”

Zhao Dongting's heart was happy, this is all wild. He knew that there was a lot of game in the mountains, and he really brought cumin and other spices in vain.

He ran into the house with a bamboo rat, picked up a knife and went outside the house, and shouted to the little Taoist: "Little Taoist, go get some dry firewood." ”

The little Taoist priest turned a deaf ear.

"Don't listen to what the emperor says?"

Zhao Dongting muttered in his mouth, but he didn't think about really worrying about Bai Yutoad. I ran to the mountain spring to peel and wash the bamboo rats, and then went to collect dry firewood.

Fortunately, there is a shortage of everything in the mountains, but there is no shortage of dry firewood, and it doesn't take much effort.

After only a few tens of minutes, the fragrance of bamboo wafted outside.

The smell of this meat floated and floated, wafting into the grass house next to it, and it attracted many Wudingtang masters. Even Jun Tianfang and Le Wuren came out of it.

Those Wuding Hall worshippers didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Zhao Dongting, they were a little better, they just walked to Zhao Dongting and sat down.

Zhao Dongting rolled his eyes without a trace, and handed a bamboo rat to Jun Tian.

Jun Tianfang's face was expressionless, and he took the bamboo rat and roasted it on the fire.

Cooing everywhere.

This night, the bamboo rats in the bamboo sea suffered a disaster.

The bonfires grew more and more, and the little Taoist priest had a bitter face, hesitating whether to tell the master. Otherwise, Qingyunfeng is afraid that he will never see a bamboo rat again in the future.

But thinking about it, the master was afraid and didn't dare to do anything to the emperor, so he had to give up. The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and the eyes are out of sight.

But he didn't look at it, but the fragrance drilled into his nose one by one.

Zhao Dongting shouted with a smile: "Little Taoist, come and eat together!" ”

The little Taoist priest ignored it.

Zhao Dongting didn't give up, waited for the bamboo rat meat to be slightly browned, walked in front of the little Taoist, and shook in front of the little Taoist, "This bamboo rat was caught by me, slaughtered by me, and roasted by me." These killings are all borne by me, you are just eating, what are you afraid of? God can't blame you. ”

The little Taoist priest suddenly felt that his Taoism was still too low, shook his sleeves, and walked towards the grass house.

Zhao Dongting saw his depressed expression in his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Young man, what is pretending to be old, he made up his mind to change the little Taoist priest and satisfy his bad taste.

There are no years in the mountains, so two months pass quickly.

Zhao Dongting devoted himself to sword cultivation and entered the country well. The basic swordsmanship is almost small, and the thirty-six sword styles of the Guiyuan swordsmanship have also mastered the twenty-four styles.

In the sea of bamboo, he can often be seen running wildly. There is lead tied to his feet, but he still walks like a fly.

His internal skills are not shallow, and now he has four tricks emitting light, and it is natural that he will be able to practice light skills every day.

Lei Qiong and the two states were safe, and there was no movement on the Pingnan side.

Boyan continued to sit on Guangnan East Road, and on Kuizhou Road, Yuan Jiang Yesuer and others were not in a hurry to enter Guangnan West Road.

The Yuan court realized that the Song army was not easy to deal with, and changed its strategy, and it seemed that it also had plans to slowly figure it out.

Zhao Dongting expected that if the Yuan army moved, there would definitely be a thunderous momentum, but there was nothing to be done, after receiving the military intelligence chapter sent from Pingnan, he could only order Wen Tianxiang to continue to accept the soldiers, the righteous army, and the army from all over the country to strengthen the troops.

By this time, Pingnan and other counties had a total of nearly 150,000 Song troops.

Among them, 75,000 of the righteous army and the box army rushed to King Qin from all over the country, 32,000 were surrendered, and the rest were new soldiers who enlisted in the army from all over the country.

This was almost all the forces that the Southern Song Dynasty was able to gather. Those who didn't rush to King Pingnanqin probably won't come.

If the Guangnan West Road was broken by the Yuan army, it would be difficult for the Song court to turn over.

Zhao Dongting didn't know if such strength could impress Duan Xingzhi in Dali, but he could only do it to this extent.

Rao is these rebels and Xiang troops who defected to Pingnan are all self-sufficient, but the treasury of the imperial court is still under great pressure. The grain and grass collected from Lei and Qiong Prefectures alone are still slightly insufficient.

On this day and night, Zhao Dongting walked out of the room after practicing internal strength, and the little Taoist priest was in a daze outside the house again.

Zhao Dongting said: "Little Taoist, go get two more bamboo rats?" Looks like you haven't eaten a bamboo rat in a few days, right? ”

In the past two months, the delicacies and wild game of Qingyun Peak have not been trampled by these people.

After all, the little Taoist priest was red, and he was damaged by Zhao Dongting, a layman.

His eyes were still full of spirituality, but he was no longer as unpopular as before, and looked more like a young man.

Hearing Zhao Dongting's words, he immediately got up from the ground and then drilled into the bamboo sea.

Zhao Dongting laughed.

Cultivating the Tao, the Tao is in the heart, and you can't treat your stomach badly, right?

Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Dao is better than Quanzhen in this regard, teaching disciples should marry a wife, give birth to children, there are not too many rules, go with the flow. Zhao Dongting felt that this was more in line with the way of heaven.

Not long after, the little Taoist priest brought two bamboo rats out of the bamboo sea, but he still didn't kill them, just handed them over to Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting smiled and ran to the spring to peel the skin, and the little Taoist took the initiative to pick up dry firewood.

In the past ten days, it is said that there are two fewer cranes raised in the immeasurable view, which has caused an uproar in the view. But then, for some reason, the matter quietly fell silent again.

The little Taoist priest was recalled to the temple that day, and when he came back, his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

The firewood crackled.

After filling the temple of the five internal organs, Zhao Dongting picked up a branch on the ground and practiced the Guiyuan sword technique on the spot.

He still can't understand the changes, but he can also smoothly follow the most basic routine to perform the first twenty-four styles.

Swordsmanship is not only about moves, but also about operating with internal qi, which is where the latter is difficult.

What is gratifying is that the sword intent comprehended by Zhao Dongting is quite consistent with this flowing Guiyuan swordsmanship, releasing the sword intent while practicing the sword, and the breath of the whole body is like a tide, which can often make the sword moves smoother.

The little Taoist priest carefully buried the fur and internal organs of the bamboo rat next to the spring, and still sighed.

He also realized that he was taken by Zhao Dongting.

But the emperor also said that "wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Taoist ancestor stays in his heart", which made him quite agreeable and very distressed.

Master said that killing would destroy the Dao realm in his heart, but he ate a lot of wild game and only thought it was delicious, so how could the Dao realm have the momentum of sublimation?

In the blink of an eye, in the dry season, even immortal mountains like Qingyun Peak are very hot.

Zhao Dongting's basic swordsmanship finally surpassed Xiao Cheng, and when he played well, he could poke twenty swaying bamboo rings within three breaths. The thirty-six styles of Guiyuan swordsmanship have also been practiced proficiently, and they can be regarded as mastering the basics.

The progress in the getaway is even more gratifying, and the figure is already quite erratic.

When you are lucky, you can climb to the top of the grass hut more than two meters high without your hands.

It's time to descend the mountain.

In this Qingyun Peak, he has been staying for more than half a year.

The Military Intelligence Department received a letter that the Yuan troops on Guangnan East Road and Kuizhou Road were already preparing grain and grass.

Zhao Dongting had to go back to sit in Chaogang, and at the same time, he was thinking in his heart that it was time to send someone to Dali to meet Duan Xingzhi.

used to say that at this juncture, someone would naturally appear. But even Lige was driven away by him, and it seems that he can only select people from among the courtiers to envoy Dali.

August is approaching, Zhao Dongting finally took all the martial arts masters down the mountain, and did not go to the immeasurable view again, only let the little Taoist priest convey it on his behalf.

The little Taoist priest agreed.

In the past six months, he has benefited a lot, although Zhou Tianfa was taken away by Zhao Dongting, but Zhao Dongting's astronomical knowledge was almost hollowed out by him.

Watching Zhao Dongting and others go down the mountain outside the bamboo sea, he was really reluctant in his heart.

But when he walked back to the Immeasurable Temple to report to the master that the emperor had gone down the mountain, he was dumbfounded.

Wu Zizi's beard trembled, glaring at him, "Finally gone, how many lives have you killed in the past few months?" Go, retreat for two years, don't go out! ”

The little Taoist priest agreed dejectedly, estimating that he would definitely not be able to eat that delicacy in the past two years.

On this day, dozens of Taoist priests of the Immeasurable Temple went to Zhuhai to ascend the altar to clear their slaughter for the little Taoist priest and Zhao Dongting and others.

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