Walking in front of the thatched house, the crossbowman did not have the excitement he imagined, but stood in front of the wooden door in a daze, this was in exchange for sacrificing his senior sister, how could he be happy?

The knife at his waist seemed to know what was on his mind, and he rubbed the handle of the knife against his robe, and he barely broke free from the memory, one hand once again tightly covered the crescent moon on his chest, and the other hand gently pushed open the thatched wooden door.

The furnishings in the thatched cottage are no different from Master's, the table, chairs, beds, and a few books all look very old.

He picked up the old book on the table, wiped the dust on the table with his sleeve, spread it out, and saw the quotations of the Taoist classic "Tao Te Ching", which he had already read in the library pavilion, and then he picked up the second and third books, which were all self-cultivation scriptures, or Taoist classics such as "Tao Te Ching" and "Nanhua Zhenjing".

There is nothing special about these scrolls, and he is a little disappointed, could it be that after a lot of hardship, it is impossible for him to re-study the Taoist classics again.

He put the scroll back in its place, ready to see if anything else was special.

The thatched hut is not big, and after a few turns in it, I still didn't find anything I wanted to see. He began to wonder if this was a fake thatched house, or if the first master of the Ming Ran Temple was really shabby, saying that he had learned all his life, and that's it, there was no Taoist temple in the world.

Complaining is complaining, but he didn't dare to say it, after all, there was a strange old way before, if he listened to it, he would suffer more wrongs.

Seeing that he was going to return empty-handed again, he was calm in his heart, that is, he felt sorry for his senior sister. A punch slammed into the wooden door, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

He was about to withdraw and leave, his back was desolate, and the bloody knife on his waist did not react at all, feeling this desolation with him.

"Ten years of hard work and two vast, don't think about it, unforgettable, thousands of miles of grass, nowhere to talk about desolation", muttered at the corner of his mouth, but his heart was endlessly sentimental.

"Boy, I don't have any patience at all, and I'm learning to be sad and sad." A voice sounded from behind him, he stopped, turned to look, and saw a figure emerge from the scrolls that had been put back in place, it was the strange old way he had encountered before, the old way no longer had the same look as before, and there was an indescribable serenity between the flickering eyebrows.

The crossbowman looked at it for a moment before he spoke, "Old man, who are you?" Lao Dao was a little angry, but he didn't show it, and said lightly, "Boy, I feel that you stay on the twenty-third floor of this Heavenly Oak, meet me twice, and see me in this thatched house for the second time, but you still don't know who I am, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid." He was stunned, thinking that this has anything to do with how many times he met you and where he met you?

"Could it be that you are always the first viewer who has no humanity, no lower limit, and will only be a whole person?" The crossbow man asked with a puzzled face.

Lao Dao's face was suddenly full of black lines, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to smile awkwardly, "How can I be that old Dao, I have no humanity, no lower limit, only a stinky old man who will only be a whole person, I am just a wisp of guardianship consciousness at this level." ”

Seeing Lao Dao pretending to be innocent, he pursed his lips, thinking that there was such a shameless old man, but he couldn't demolish him, so he could only give up.

Immediately, the crossbow man asked, "You don't come early, you don't come late, I just appeared when I was about to leave, don't you have any advice for Xiaodao." ”

Lao Dao coughed twice and said with a smile, "Boy, looking at your angry appearance, I really think we..."

Before he finished speaking, Lao Dao seemed to notice something, startled, his eyes stared straight at the knife pinned to his waist, and his mouth sighed, "I didn't expect it to choose you, it seems that my junior brother has found a successor, no wonder you can come here, it's just a pity that the little girl..." ”

After speaking, Lao Dao's sleeves flicked, and a yellowed ancient book fell in front of him, and an idea came into his mind, and Lao Dao's figure also dispersed into pieces at that moment.

The crossbowman looked at the ancient book on the ground, and a sentence came to his mind, "If you are immersed in the world, you must always be unstained." This made him a little confused, "immersion in the world" is to let him go down the mountain, as for "the heart is not stained", what is the "heart is not stained", and in the end it is done, what can you get and what end? After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he simply bent down to pick up the ancient book on the ground and see what it was.

The ancient books on the ground were clearly very thin, but they seemed to have the weight of a mountain, and no matter how much strength he exerted, he could not move a single bit. I tried a few times, and was almost hit by a murderous aura emanating from the ancient book, could it be that Lao Dao deliberately tricked himself, just when he was worried, the knife on his waist suddenly burst out, and a cold light swept through, and the ancient book on the ground was sucked into the knife body by it.

The crossbowman's mouth opened wide, seeing this scene, he thought that this book was originally for this little ancestor, no wonder he couldn't afford it.

After taking the ancient book, he ran into his belt again and fell silent.

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Suddenly Taoist Temple, the crossbow man dragged his tired body and sat on his wooden bed, he was really tired, so he sat and fell asleep like that.

A few days later, he was woken up by a knock on the door. It was the third senior brother Niu Er who knocked on the door, he held a paper letter in his hand that was half soaked with sweat, and he looked like he had been waiting outside the door for an unknown amount of time before he dared to knock on the door.

The crossbow man looked at the third senior brother, smiled a little embarrassedly, took the letter in his hand, and wanted to invite him to come in and sit down, but the third senior brother excused himself and said that he still had to water the vegetable garden, so he left in a hurry.

The letter was sent by the Master, and it stated that the Master would wait for him on the way back, but he did not specify where it was, which was very much in line with the Master's style of acting. The letter also revealed that he could go down the mountain, and as for the rest, the master should have known about his spiritual affairs, so the letter did not mention half of it.

The crossbowman squeezed the letter tightly in the palm of his hand, this day came faster than expected, but he didn't realize that almost ten years had passed.

He was a young and immature boy when he came, but now he has grown into a guy who is taller than A-Niang, and he is a little happy when he thinks of A-Niang. I don't know what happened to Auntie and Daddy now, if I suddenly appeared in front of them like this, would they be surprised.

As the parting was imminent, the crossbowman straightened his mood and found that he still had a lot to do, so he went out of the room.

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On the last step of the second level of the flying ladder, he placed a pot of peach blossom wine as usual, but this time he brought an extra pot, which was for himself, and when he removed the lid of the pot, he shouted loudly towards the clouds and mist under the steps, "Eighth Senior Brother, Little Senior Brother is here again, this time I will drink with you in the air, I don't know if he will be able to meet again in the future." With that, he looked up and poured the wine from the jug down his throat. As the saying goes, wine warms three winters, and at this time, a figure who has already broken free from the tree hole in the clouds and mist also made a toast gesture in the air.

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The crossbowman, and then went up, his speed was very slow, and he felt the increasing pressure and the feeling of clouds floating on his side, which was a feeling of comfort that he had never felt before.

Walking somewhere, he suddenly jumped forward, passed through the clouds, and landed on the edge of the small pavilion next to the deep pool of the secret realm in the clouds, the deep pool is still the deep pool, the pavilion is still the same pavilion, the mountain has not changed, but he feels that the edges and corners are clear, and the insects, fish, birds and beasts depicted on several exquisite small houses also seem to have lost their aura, and the fish in the deep pool have also disappeared, and there is a dead silence everywhere.

The crossbow man closed his eyes and walked through the pavilion, trying to feel a familiar smell, but he didn't feel it until he walked out of the secret realm. There was no pavilion, no room, not even the dagger that my sister loved the most, as if there had never been such a person in this world, he carried the dagger in his arms, knelt down at the exit of the secret realm, and silent tears slid down his cheeks, slid across his neck, slid past the crescent moon, and then dripped from the crescent moon.

The dagger in his arms trembled slightly, and the crescent moon lit up, and the dagger slowly turned into a point of light in his arms, melting into the crescent moon, he felt all this, and the sadness disappeared with the halo, yes, the senior sister has always been there.

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On the second day, the crossbowman woke up very early, and for fear of disturbing the rest of his brothers, he picked up the bags he had packed last night and quietly went out of the room.

The moon in the sky is still hanging in the sky, the moonlight shines on the grass in the subjective courtyard, it looks pitiful, the few remaining flowers on the branches of the peach tree, swaying with the breeze, if the breeze starts to exert some strength, the peach blossoms will also go away with it.

The scene was like this, but he didn't have time to appreciate it, and after the subjectivity, it was the door of the Taoist temple, and he knelt down and kowtowed a few times in front of a room at the door, which was the residence of the old gatekeeper.

Pushing open a gap in the door, he walked sideways, then gently closed the door. When he turned around, he was startled, there were several figures standing under the old peach tree at the door, and they were all looking at this side in unison.

The crossbowman thought that he was walking quietly, but he didn't know that the senior brothers had already known. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that it was specially arranged by the senior brothers. He put away his emotions and walked towards a few senior brothers, and said with a smile as he walked, "It turns out that the senior brothers have known for a long time, so it's okay, I don't need to say anything more." ”

Seeing the little junior brother coming, the fifth senior brother Lin Junsheng was a little displeased, and then said, "Little junior brother, everyone has been getting along for so long day and night, don't always treat us as outsiders, since you are leaving, the senior brothers will definitely see you off." The crossbow man nodded, in his memory, this was the first time that the fifth senior brother was angry with himself, but it might be the last time, he didn't dare to speak more, listened respectfully, the fifth senior brother said a lot, and finally gave him a jade pendant, telling him that if he went to the Northern Alliance in the future, he would have difficulties to get through with this jade.

Putting away the jade pendant, the crossbowman bowed heavily to the fifth senior brother.

Immediately afterwards, the third senior brother Niu Er, who sent a letter to himself yesterday, stepped forward and blocked the fifth senior brother, holding a black and slender thing in a big hand, he handed the thing to the crossbowman, and said with a smile, "Little junior brother, this is the senior brother who found it in the thatched cottage in Tongtian Oak yesterday, I see that you came back with a machete, but there is no scabbard, I think it must be very important to you, the senior brother looked for the memory to find this thing, it should be a scabbard, you will use it, the senior brother is a rough person, I want to refine it again, I tried a few times but couldn't melt this thing, so I had to give it to you like this. ”

The crossbowman hurriedly took the scabbard and inserted the knife from his waist, as if the scabbard was originally a knife. In fact, this scabbard was told by the old gatekeeper to get Niu Er, but the old way didn't let him say it.

After Niu Er finished speaking, he felt that he was a little sorry for the little junior brother, but he didn't seem to have anything that the little junior brother needed, so he hurriedly ran to the Taoist temple, shouting in his mouth to let the little junior brother wait for him to come back.

The crossbow man didn't have time to thank him, and the third senior brother entered the Taoist temple.

An emaciated figure walked in front of him, it was the fourth senior brother who was shrewd, the shrewd senior brother at this time was no longer the treacherous and slippery color of the past, but a face of reluctance, how could he think that the little junior brother was the closest to him in this Taoist temple, and he was also the person who stayed for the longest time, he used to help the crossbow man straighten his clothes, every time the little junior brother went out with him before, he helped the little junior brother to get dressed like this, and who should he help in the future.

After a pause, he leaned into the crossbowman's ear and whispered, "Little junior brother, senior brother has nothing else, and he doesn't know what you need, so he secretly took a few true scriptures from the library that you can't usually see in the Taoist temple." After saying that, a package was quietly stuffed into his arms, but the fourth senior brother couldn't bear the pain of parting, and hid his face and ran behind the peach tree.

The crossbow man was a little surprised, but also a little funny, it turned out that a person who is usually calculating, but he actually moved his emotions like a little woman. Holding back a smile, he respectfully thanked the departing figure.

The sixth senior brother Liu Sloppy and the seventh senior brother Dong Dumb walked up, and Liu Sloppy spoke first, "Little junior brother, the most valuable thing in my senior brother's body is this wine gourd, and I will give it to you today." The mute senior brother next to him saw Liu Sloppy sending the wine jug out, and his mouth was open and he gestured, which means that there is a fine wine brewed by him in the wine jug and given to the little junior brother, and after getting along for so long, of course the crossbow man knows what he means.

Accepting the wine gourd, he saluted and thanked the two senior brothers.

Seeing his little brother saluting and thanking him, the sloppy senior brother waved his hand casually, and the dumb senior brother had that kind of smile on his face that was more ugly than crying.

Finally, it was the turn of the two senior brothers Nanfeng and Beigu, and the appearance of the crossbow man has changed a lot in the past ten years, and it can be said that he has changed a person. On the other hand, the two junior brothers were just as they first met, the two senior brothers maintained the same movements, and said to him in unison, "Little junior brother, the two of us are the little transparent in the Taoist temple, and there is nothing I can give you, so I prepared some dry food and water for you, you take it on the road, remember to be kind to yourself, this will always be your home, just have time to come back and see." The words were simple, but very warm, after speaking, a bag of food was handed to the crossbowman, and he couldn't wait for him to return the salute and thank him, the two of them had already stood backwards, but the two of them were wet by something.

The crossbowman hugged the things in his arms tightly, each one feeling heavy, and he saluted several senior brothers again, ready to turn and leave. A big and thick hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, it was the third senior brother Niu Er who ran back to get things before, he didn't care about panting, and stuffed a wooden box in his arms into the crossbowman's arms, and said in his mouth, "Little.. Bro... Wounded... Open it... Help...", the tone is intermittent, and it should be tired. Seeing that the little junior brother accepted it, he pulled away his hand with confidence, and smiled at him while panting.

The crossbow man was a little moved, he knelt down towards the senior brothers, kowtowed a few times, turned around, and walked towards the path down the mountain. He couldn't look at the senior brothers anymore, for fear that he would not be able to hold back the emotions that were about to explode. As his body drifted away, a few familiar voices behind him remembered again, "Little junior brother, remember to take care of yourself..."

"Little junior brother, remember to come back often..."

"Little junior brother, it's really difficult to write back, senior brothers will be there soon..."

"Little junior brother, it's a long way to go, your eighth senior brother has come out, he's waiting for you on the road ahead, remember to scold him for me..."