After Xiaochuan soaked in the hot springs, he neatly dressed in his robe and followed the old man in southern Anhui to the main hall of this "Yanyue Villa"; In the middle of the temple is a mahogany table with an incense burner, under which is a felt, for people to bow down; There is an ink painting hanging on it, in which the figure has long hair fluttering, a white beard, a sword at the waist, embroidered lotus flowers, and a dwarf donkey on the top of the mountain.

"Come and worship Master Zu, let Master Zu see the last generation of our Dian Sect." The old man in southern Anhui motioned for Yu Xiaochuan to kneel.

"The last heir? What do you mean? Yu Xiaochuan was puzzled. "Our Lesser Sect has only been passed down for twelve generations, this is the rule set by the ancestor, and if the rules are broken, the Lesser Sect will face extinction." The old man in southern Anhui lit the incense in his hand as he spoke, and sent it to Xiaochuan.

The two worshipped the patriarch and passed the apprenticeship ceremony; The old man gave Yu Xiaochuan two books, one was "Vernacular Zhouyi" and the other was "Compendium of Materia Medica"; The former is the necessary foundation, and the latter can be described as killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone; In the "Compendium of Materia Medica", there are not only medicines in common sense, but also Gu techniques and methods to solve Gu, of course, there are no popular published versions now.

"Let's finish reading these two books first, and we'll talk about the rest later." The old man looked at Ogawa Dao, as if waiting for something.

"Okay." Yu Xiaochuan didn't say much, took the book and turned around to leave.

"Wait!" The old man called out to Xiao Chuan, "You kid, do you really think you only have these two books to read?" Send them back to the house, and come here for me in a moment. ”

Yu Xiaochuan settled the side room on the left, put the two books on the table, and went to meet the training of the old man in southern Anhui.

The old man took Xiaochuan down the mountain: "In the future, you will run from here to the top of the mountain every morning and then turn back to Yanyue Villa, and the time should not exceed half a stick of incense." ”

Yu Xiaochuan looked up at the top of the mountain, which was green; I will remember the time when I looked down from the top of the cliff and couldn't see the bottom at the end: "Half a burnt incense? Is there also an hour to spare? ”

"That's right."

"Impossible! The mountains and mountains are beyond the boundary, it is estimated that there are thousands of feet high, even if it takes two hours to reach it by cableway, I have a pair of legs and feet, an hour! Why don't you tell me to fly? Yu Xiaochuan was incredulous, thinking that this old man in southern Anhui was playing tricks on him.

"It's okay, if you can't finish it, you can do the day's work, listen to Lao Qin, you cook well."

Of course, there is no need to say much about the follow-up, Xiaochuan ran desperately around the mountain every day, and finally finished running, and had to do "housework" because of overtime; Looking at the two elders in southern Anhui, every day they either walk the birds or take a cool dip under the tree, drinking tea, so uncomfortable.

For several months, Yu Xiaochuan climbed the mountain early and studied late, day and night; Although the book has been almost read, this half-burnt incense mountaineering is as impractical as the moon in the pool.

At noon, the old man's door was kicked open, "You're just playing me!" I read the book I was asked to read, let me climb the mountain, I climbed, but you set up a half-burnt incense limit, don't teach if you don't want to teach, don't teach me, you don't need to chase me like this. Yu Xiaochuan's face was red, and he pointed at the old man and scolded.

The old man smiled slightly: "Roar, it's time to eat!" "Treat Xiaochuan as if there is nothing.

"Old thing! You didn't eat this meal! Yu Xiaochuan saw that the old man ignored him, so he scolded.

"You are deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and you are rebellious!" Suddenly, the old man in southern Anhui was anxious, and when he returned his hand, it was a big-eared melon seed, and Xiaochuan's head was buzzing.

"It makes sense for me to let you climb the mountain, and I set a time for you to burn half a stick of incense, I thought that your talent should be able to complete it quickly; But who would have thought that it took me three months to succeed, and you, the so-called pride of the sky, have not grown at all for four and a half months! The old man spat on his mouth full of old teeth, "I see, Feng Xue is still dead, even if he is rescued with you, he will suffer from it." ”

"Feng Xue", a name that I hadn't heard for half a year, burst out and pierced Yu Xiaochuan's chest; These days, he tries not to think about her, not to let the pain interfere with his training; also deceived himself and others, fantasizing that Feng Xue was really saved. However, months have passed, and even if it could be saved, it is estimated that it is now starting to rot.

"Don't lie to me anymore, okay? She's dead! Don't use her lies to deceive me anymore, can you give the dead a safe place? Yu Xiaochuan's eyes began to become sharp, and the woman he loved was not allowed to be wantonly offended by others, let alone the beloved who had passed away.

The old man saw that Yu Xiaochuan's expression became cold and murderous, and he also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "I originally promised Lao Qin not to tell you, but I will make an exception and tell you something about her now, there are some inconsequential things." ”

"As you said, Feng Xue is dead, but the breath of human death is still there, and the three souls are free, we managed to protect her remaining seven spirits, so that as long as there are still souls left, her body will not decay, and until she recovers the three souls she was taken away and solves the spell that the other party cast on her, her life will continue, but there is a certain risk. And the one who took away her three souls is the people of your world, and we have no ability to compete with them, we only hope that you can find the cultivation of your previous life and fight hard. With that, the old man turned around and hunched his back and walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait." Yu Xiaochuan wanted to stop the old man and ask him carefully, but the old man left without saying a word and without looking back.

At the dinner table, there were only the two elders in southern Anhui, and the old lady wondered why Xiaochuan didn't come to eat, but the old man just dropped his head impatiently and motioned to the old lady not to ask again.

Yu Xiaochuan not only didn't eat lunch, but he didn't even cook dinner, but the old lady cooked it herself. He was confused, he really didn't see Feng Xue's body with his own eyes, but Lao Qin wouldn't lie to him, and when Feng Xue was killed, he saw it, the scene was terrifying, saying that he could save it, but he really had no power to return to the sky. Does such an effort still make sense? Is Feng Xue really as the old man said, and needs Xiaochuan to save herself? He didn't know; Facing the challenge of the old man's first level, I am afraid that it is impossible to succeed in this life; Can this tiny hope, or fantasy, really come true? Yu Xiaochuan was struggling on the verge of giving up, undecided.

"Can I go down the mountain?" Yu Xiaochuan got up early in the morning, and after finishing the mountain climbing task, he asked the old man for instructions; It can be seen that he still respects the old man very much, but he is young and vigorous, and he lets his emotions control his reason.

The old man nodded, picked up the tea bowl, blew lightly on the hot air, and took a slow, meaningful sip; He knew that Xiao Chuan still needed to be alone and quiet, and immediately going here to relax was also to untie the knot.

The town is crowded with people, and the traffic is endless, very noisy and dry; Yu Xiaochuan lowered his head and still thought, is Feng Xue really not dead, is he really saved, is it really necessary to persist in this little hope?

A private car drove by, honking its horn frantically because the car in front was too slow.

"You tm to be quiet for Lao Tzu!" Yu Xiaochuan roared out the accumulated anger, his anger sank into the dantian, and his voice was heavy and powerful, deafening.

"TM's sick, right? Stinky old way, believe it or not, Lao Tzu got out of the car and beat you! "The driver is not used to it, and he rolls down the window and scolds.

A lot of qi was released for a while, but Yu Xiaochuan ignored it, still lowered his head and walked forward.

The owner of the car was very annoyed when he saw that this kid didn't take him seriously, you know, such a small county, he may be the only one who can drive G63; Xiao San, the co-pilot on the side, stopped the owner, after all, there were still "important things" to do.

Walking into a supermarket, Yu Xiaochuan asked for a pack of Marlboros and a lighter in front of the counter, just as he was about to leave after paying, the supermarket put on the song "You have never really left, you are always in my heart, I still have love for you, I can't do anything about myself", this is "When Love is a Thing of the Past" sung by Lin Yilian and Li Zongsheng back then.

Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly figured out everything, just as the lyrics wrote "I can't do anything about myself", Feng Xue has always been imprinted in his heart, feeling that the slim hope is just an escape from the challenge.

In the days that followed, Yu Xiaochuan returned to the villa and insisted on his daily tasks, often knocking on the door of the old man and the old lady's room, asking for benefits.

Love is a kind of nitrogen pump that transcends life and death and always gives you faith; Let you have strength when you are tired and when you are sad; Love is the most effective faith that surpasses all else.