After a few days of recuperation, the scholar's body is basically fine.

According to the old man, raise a chicken and remember to make a crowing in the morning, and raise a dog that is the most unfortunate can also make a few sounds, I can't always offer you in vain, what kind of fairy are you.

The scholar seems to have lost a lot of weight, his eyes appear bigger, and his face looks whiter because he has been staying at the bottom.

It's no wonder that only two meals a day are eaten.

Staring at the rice soup in the morning, even if you stare at the bowl to find it, there are not a few rice grains, boil the noodles in white water at noon, and do not put any condiments.

These days, although the scholar has not counted the number of knives on the stone carvings, he is not stupid enough to drill the horns of the bull and wander around the two stone carvings all day long, but has planned the arrangements for this period of time in detail, continuing to be stunned at the stone carvings in the morning, studying the marksmanship in the afternoon, and meditating on the night sky in the evening.

In addition to not having enough food and clothing, not being able to see the oil flowers, the life is quite steady, there is an old man who loves to fight, he is not worried about the enemy coming to the door, and gradually the scholar has adapted to the environment at the bottom of the valley, and is used to the morning bell and dusk drum on the mountain.

The scholar began to enjoy this peaceful life without contention.

A few days later, the scholar simply didn't look at the stone carvings, wore out the skin of his mouth and asked the old man for a piece of wool that was the same height as a person, learned the old man's technique, and used the morning time to carve the hairpin little by little.

At first, the old man was distressed to death, and he had the intention of driving the kid away, and the wool he finally carried back was unrecognizable by the stunned young man, and it was not until two days later that the old man secretly observed the "masterpiece" when the scholar was eating.

It doesn't seem to be a pure waste either.

The "masterpiece" has begun to take shape, it seems to be a slender woman, with long flowing hair, a convex and backward figure, holding a half-handled sword, but the face has not yet been chiseled, only a few ink lines drawn up.

Today is the last day of the Great Pilgrimage, and the atmosphere on the mountain is solemn and quiet.

From the opening of the mountain gate to today's curtain call, the pilgrimage will last for half a month, and in this half month, many people come and go, but basically there are more people who come and go, and the last remaining are some pilgrims who are extremely devout to Taoism and a few people who are very patient.

From the sacrifice to the prayer, to the debate, until today, everyone gathered in the Tianque Tower, and it went smoothly, and the original idea was basically reached in seeking common ground while reserving differences, and it should have ended successfully.

Today, Tianque Lou opened the door widely, and the Bada Mountain People and some real people who carefully studied the Tao laid out the score to add some new highlights to this pilgrimage conference, so they not only had to meet everyone's tricky questions, but even put forward the initiative to lead the righteous people of the whole world to eradicate evil, preach to the world, and benefit the world.

It seems that the pilgrimage conference is about to usher in a new climax, and many people are looking forward to it.

As soon as the crowd quieted down, some people raised several hot issues that attracted the attention of the world.

For example: The Psychic Land frequently walks around the mainland, and even enters the Fengtian Dynasty many times, is it planning to dominate the world?

Earlier, many sects in the Great Liang Kingdom were bloodied by an unknown force, but there are some eyebrows?

A large area of the Onirou Kingdom is gradually disappearing, what is the ominous sign?

These problems have been described in detail by the mountain people from Moganshan, and the results are satisfactory.

Just as the crowd was whispering, a retired deputy general from the Jin Kingdom said to the mountain people and Daomen Zhenren on the high platform: " Seventeen years ago, Ziyun came to the world, I think you have all heard of it, as far as Wan Yanhu knows, now that child has appeared, and he is practicing in Wuji Palace, under the protection of the palace master Haoyue, it is said that in just over a year, that young man has achieved the Five Realms, and he is bloodthirsty, such a speed against the sky, if it is not curbed, it will inevitably cholera the whole world, and the people in the Dao Sect can't be encircled and killed like Wu Bang? "

"Shi also heard that the young man named Xiao Jiansheng entered the shrine not long ago, and now he has walked out smoothly, and he also went to worship the ruins of Qingyunguan with great fanfare, where he had some conflicts with several rookies in the martial arts list, and he did not fall behind at all, Shi also knew that Qingyunguan and Chaotian Mountain belonged to the same family, but Shi was very curious, about which interests this son Chaotianshan will represent, is it to kill, to shelter, or to bystand?"

"Isn't Chaotian Mountain always a place where it has always been self-sustaining and killing? If you don't even handle this matter properly, it will become the laughing stock of the people of the world. ”

The topic seems to be very heavy, the Bada Mountain people look at each other and don't know how to answer, Shao Lean They looked at a thin Taoist with immortal wind bones in the middle of the high platform, they also know that since they are guests invited by Chaotian Mountain, they naturally want to speak for Chaotian Mountain, but if this question is not expressed in front of the people of the world, the beautiful talk of the mountain people that has been passed down over the years may really become a laughing stock.

Crucially, it's fitting that this question is thrown to that person.

The thin Daoist straightened up slightly, and said in a crisp voice: "Poor Dao already knows about this, according to Poor Dao's inquiries, that Xiao Jiansheng has been expelled from Wuji Palace, as for how the people of the world think of Ziyun Descending and that young man, but Poor Dao will not make a statement here." ”

Someone walked out of the crowd with a disdainful smile, pointed at the Taoist and said: "Liu Mubai, everyone in the world knows that in order to protect that Xiao Jiansheng, your own disciples were slaughtered by the Zhao court, so I am afraid that you have the least say in this issue, I and a few others want to ask Chongyang Ancestor to come forward to explain, is Chongyang Ancestor willing, or do you plan to avoid talking about it?"

Liu Mubai frowned slightly, and sighed: "I'm sorry, the family teacher has rushed back to Chongyang Hall for something." ”

The man obviously didn't believe it, knowing that this was Liu Mubai prevaricating, so he stood there and looked at Liu Mubai with some mockery, at this moment, an old man in rough clothes and single clothes in the crowd walked out with a wooden stick, looked at Liu Mubai with disdain, and said: "Liu Dazhenren, don't come unharmed, can you still recognize the old man?"

Liu Mubai grinned, making it difficult to determine whether he was surprised or didn't intend to buy it.

Liu Mubai leaned forward, carefully looked at the old man with a stick, and said lightly: "I remember seeing it, but I don't remember the name, could it be that you are here specifically for the little old man and want to make some trouble?"

The old man looked up to the sky and smiled: "Why not, Chaotian Mountain is not Wudang Mountain, nor is it Chongyang Palace, the old man can come if he wants to, what can I do?"

The old man of the pillar stick is indeed a little arrogant, but he has arrogant capital, just by virtue of his fame in the rivers and lakes and his status in the court, but everyone who knows him will retreat, one can't afford to provoke, and the other really doesn't want to go against this kind of person, but unfortunately, there are not many people who know the old man of the pillar stick, and there are a few on the high platform.

At the moment, there was one in the crowd.

It was a white-faced and handsome young man, and there was a fat subordinate standing close to him, who didn't seem to pay attention to the changes on the table, and stuffed something into his mouth with his own thoughts, making a crisp rattling sound, which had already made several people in the neighborhood show dissatisfaction.

When the handsome man saw the old man with a pillar stick for the first time, he was a little surprised and quickly lowered his head, and secretly said that this old monster is not good to stay in the palace, is it coming for himself, or is he really looking for trouble with Liu Mubai.

As the old man walked step by step to the steps on the high platform, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze, and four of the Bada Shanren got up with a smile at the same time, but they didn't know what to say to soothe the uneasy.

When the old man went up to the eighth floor of the steps, he pointed at Liu Mubai with a stick and sneered: "Lewd Taoist, come down and compare." ”

Liu Mubai didn't even move his buttocks, and said with a smile: "If you have the ability, you can come up, and the little old man will accompany you to talk about ten rounds first." ”

Just when Liu Mubai thought that this old guy would never dare to come up to stir up the situation, the old man of the pillar stick said hello, directly clamped the stick under his armpit, and was about to step up the last dozen or so steps, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on Chaotian Mountain.

The person who came was covered with some things, basically no different from the beggar who walked the streets and alleys, and his body was unusually tall, so he ignored the surprised gaze of the crowd below, and stood high in the air and looked down on the entire Chaotian Mountain.

Whether it was above the high platform or under the high platform, the people suddenly didn't dare to speak, even the menacing pillar stick old man frowned secretly, after a few breaths, he raised his hands high and clasped his fists and smiled: "Dervishe, don't come to harm, do you want to come down and drink a cup of hot tea first." ”

The ascetic monk above the sky said coldly: "This master is ashamed to be with dogs. ”

The old man was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refute, just when the first crowd of people were speculating about what the ascetics were talking about, suddenly, the ascetics shouted to a certain place in Chaotian Mountain: "Childlike heart, it's good to come out and fight." ”

Soon, there was a rolling voice somewhere in Chaotian Mountain: "I'm not free today, how about I go to find you another day?"

"Really not available?"

The ascetic suddenly smiled at a pavilion on Chaotian Mountain that might have hidden scriptures, and pressed it slightly with his backhand, and the passage made an earth-shattering sound, and then collapsed.

When the dervishes raised their hands again, suddenly a figure rushed up with a stone tablet in his arms, stood opposite the ascetic with a smile, and scolded loudly: "The old guy is still so unreasonable, he said that he would break the contract for three years, is he afraid that the old man will die and break the contract, or is he worried that he will not live for three years?"

The dervish replied with a blank face, "I should have been worried. ”

Tong Xinluo nodded and said happily: "The old rule, drink tea first and then do it." ”

The ascetic waved his hand and said, "The rules will be changed this time, and it is comfortable to drink tea after moving your hands." ”

Tong Xinlu laughed heartily, and said to the bottom of the valley: "Boy, boil a pot of good little closed moon." ”

The dervish then added, "The moon is to be closed." ”

Then the two of them rose up at the same time.