Time flies in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, the crossbow man has been practicing in the Taoist temple for more than three months, and in early summer, the flowers on the old peach tree have long been buried under the grass, and the cicadas on the mountain are gradually singing, but the broom of the old Taoist is still like that.

On this day, there was an unkempt Taoist in the Taoist temple, a Taoist robe in tatters, as soon as he entered the Taoist temple, he rushed to the kitchen, and the kitchen that had already passed the meal was left with some cold rice and pickles at this time, but he was able to sweep away in dozens of seconds, so that the people who came to watch secretly smacked their tongues, but no one dared to step forward to say anything, yes, the person who came was Li Guanzhu, and I don't know what this high-ranking master had experienced at ordinary times, and he was so embarrassed.

After a storm, Li Guanzhu picked up the gourd scoop on the side and drank a scoop of water, burped heavily, said a sentence in his mouth, and combed his hair with a pair of black hands, and he showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Where is your little junior brother, call him over to see him as a teacher." He said quietly.

Immediately, several senior brothers on the side hurried to find their little junior brother, and a few minutes later, the crossbow man was led to the kitchen by the third senior brother.

The crossbow man looked at the Taoist in front of him, who was more than twice as sloppy as the sixth senior brother, his eyes lit up, he knelt down on the spot, and said excitedly: "Master, it's your old man." ”

"What's wrong with you..."The crossbowman turned his words, pretending to be puzzled on his little face, but secretly said in his heart: Why did you make this picture of people not being people, ghosts and ghosts, laughing to death and gossiping me.

Ever since he knew Master Li Guanzhu's apprenticeship, the master was the kind of person who wanted to scold him at every turn in front of him, and he regarded himself as high, how could it be the current virtue, of course he thought it was funny.

Before he could finish speaking, Master Li seemed to see something, cleared his throat and said, "Bastard boy, it's not a teacher, is it a ghost." ”

"I haven't seen you kid for a few months, and you're getting cuter." Li Guanzhu's eyes narrowed like crescent moon on a dirty old face, and he looked at the crossbowman.

This look made his heart suddenly stir, and he turned his gaze to the side, not wanting to look at this strange master.

"Bastard, I didn't complain less in my absence." Li Guanzhu stood up as he spoke, and walked towards the door, the crossbow man didn't know which master was playing, and there was a faint pain in his kneeling numb legs, and he wanted to stand up when he saw that the master was about to go out of the kitchen door.

Li Guanzhu's voice came from the door, "Stinky boy, come to the thatched house of Mengran Peak tomorrow morning to find me." He was startled, and the half-sized figure that had stood up quietly knelt down again.

However, Li Guanzhu at the door did not look back, but turned his back to him and spoke.

"Oh, remember to bring breakfast." Without waiting for him to reply, the figure at the door paused and continued.

"Back to Master, disciple remembers." The crossbow man turned his head slightly, kneeling with his back to the door and replied. His voice grew quieter, because he found that Li Guanzhu had long been absent from the door at this time.

The crossbowman got up from the ground, rubbed his sore knees, and made sure that the master was gone again, before he came back to his senses and smiled at the senior brothers on the side.

Several senior brothers watched today's scene inexplicably, and when the master was there, they didn't dare to laugh, but now they finally laughed out of breath.

Early the next morning, after having breakfast in the cafeteria, the crossbow man walked towards Meng Ran Feng with the breakfast prepared by the ninth and tenth senior brothers for the master.

It was not the first time he had climbed the peak, but he had never seen a thatched house on it, and he had also asked the senior brothers where the master lived, but the senior brothers said to him that you should find it yourself. After wandering around on Meng Ran Peak for a while, he still didn't see the so-called thatched house, he was a little anxious, thinking that if the food was cold, he would be scolded by the master, but where was there any thatched house.

He walked to the place where he usually likes to watch the clouds under the peak, put down the lunch box in his hand, and shouted into the depths of the clouds: "Master, the disciple is here, where are you..."

After shouting like this more than a dozen times, a vague figure appeared in the depths of the clouds, and the figure gradually floated towards him, like an immortal in the clouds, the only regret is that this figure is a little stout, and a little lazy, a familiar figure appeared in his mind, is this the strange person of the master.

The figure came to the cliff a few meters in front of him in an instant, and when he looked at it, there was no doubt that this person was Li Guanzhu.

The crossbowman couldn't believe his eyes, and thought: Is my master really a fairy? His heart was full of curiosity, and his eyes were full of admiration and envy when he looked at Li Guanzhu.

"Crossbow boy, what are you shouting, the master is not deaf, shouting so loudly to scare to death as a teacher." Li Guan was a little annoyed.

After speaking, he used his robe to sweep the clouds and mist beside him, and with a wave of his sleeves, he fell to the crossbowman.

The crossbow man looked at this master, who was not at all the same as the down-and-out Taoist yesterday, his eyes were full of surprise, thinking about his eccentric master's appearance, his ability was good, and he would definitely be able to learn the ability if he didn't lose his apprenticeship this time.

Of course, Li Guanzhu didn't know his careful thoughts at the moment, so he picked him up, lifted the lunch box next to him, and jumped into the depths of the clouds, the crossbowman intuitively felt that his eyes were clouds and mist, accompanied by the shadow of a cyan robe, plus the strength of a pair of big hands behind him, and after a while, he landed next to a small thatched house.

He just thought it was like a dream, and everything was a little unreal, but when he pinched his cheek hard, and there was a pain, it turned out that it was all real.

He held back the amazement in his heart, and opened his eyes to see all this, only to see that the thatched hut was built on the branch of a large tree of unknown name, and the branch was so thick that it was difficult for ordinary people to understand, and it stretched straight into the depths of the clouds.

Next to the thatched house is the bottomless cloud abyss, with artificially carved paths or steps on the branches, and there are several stone benches and a stone table embedded in the branches in front of the thatched house. Li Guanzhu took him into the thatched house, which was simply furnished with a wooden bed, an old desk, and a cyan chair, and the texture felt like the branch.

Li Guanzhu put the crossbowman aside, picked up the lunch box and began to tinker, complaining from time to time: There is less coriander, not enough salt... Hearing this, the crossbowman secretly smacked his tongue, but he couldn't hide the nervousness and curiosity in his heart.

After a while, Li Guanzhu wiped the rice grains from the corners of his mouth, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a few sips, burped like yesterday, and sat on the chair, this posture was back to the strange Taoist.

"Bastard boy, don't be a dick for a teacher." At this question, the crossbowman nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"How about letting you follow your senior brothers these months." Li Guanzhu continued.

"Back to Master, I learned a lot." The crossbowman's tone was a little unnatural.

"I've learned how to fight crickets and how to trick your brothers." Li Guan Zhu laughed evilly.

The crossbowman was silent, his little head lowered, as if waiting to be scolded.

"It's like your dead daddy." Li Guanzhu looked at his confession, suddenly said this, and then laughed dryly.

The crossbowman didn't dare to look at Li Guanzhu's face, but he thought in his heart: Why, there is my father everywhere, where did he offend you, blame the bull's nose, hum.

Seeing that this kid didn't dare to speak, Li Guanzhu kicked his ass with his foot, and said leisurely: "Do you know why I went for these three months?" ”

The crossbowman didn't speak.

"I went to see your Lao Tzu, and he asked me to tell you that if you can't learn my three skills, you should never go back." Li Guanzhu kicked it again.

The crossbowman raised his head slightly when he heard his father.

"You Lao Tzu still said..."Li Guan wanted to say something more, when he looked at the crossbowman's longing look, he thought about it, and a little helplessness and sadness appeared on his face that was difficult to see.

The crossbow man noticed something, and the feeling in his heart when his parents left flooded in his heart, he didn't know why this happened, this was also the first time he heard the news of his parents after he went to the Taoist Temple, and he would have the weird feeling when his parents left.

Li Guan looked at this little disciple of his own, and his heart was mixed, and he finally endured the secret that he dared to tell ten years later.

"They will write you a letter every six months, and you have to remember that your parents love you very much, and don't let them down." Li Guanzhu's tone turned mild.

When the crossbowman heard this, an inexplicable warm current arose in his heart, he just wanted to study hard at the moment, and then hurry up to reunite with his parents.

Li Guanzhu looked at this yellow-haired boy who was less than ten years old, and a little joy appeared on his old face.

He got up from his chair, turned around and walked out of the thatched house, the crossbowman silently followed behind him, he stopped at a few stone benches in front of the thatched house, stroked his goatee with his hand, looked into the depths of the cloud and mist stretched out from the branches, and said, "Do you know where this is?" ”

The crossbowman shook his head.

"This is an oak tree that reaches the sky, and it is the greatest secret of the world, and it is also the place that every viewer must protect in his life."

"The oak tree grows into a branch every two hundred years, and every contemplator has one of these branches, and here I am the twenty-third, and there are twenty-two on top."

"They settle here until they know that they are about to ascend, and they will wait in the hut for that moment to come, hence the name of this tree."

"It's the same for teachers."

As he spoke, Li Guanzhu's tone was a little heavy, and his face was a little gloomy. But at this moment, the crossbow man didn't understand that ascension was actually death.

"Here is a collection of what they have learned all their lives, being a teacher is only your nominal master, they are, each of your senior brothers will also come here, go up to find the thatched houses on these branches, and finally find a few, that is their own chance, and you are the same."

"This is what the teacher has said, and it is up to you to understand how much you can understand..."

Li Guanzhu spoke like this, and the crossbowman stood aside, thinking and listening quietly.

"After today, you will be practicing here, and you will slowly know where the Oak of Tongtian is."

"By the way, I have prepared a meeting gift for you."

After speaking, Li Guan smiled strangely.

When the crossbowman heard this, he immediately felt bad.

"Now you, if you want to find a way back, the teacher will give you some tips."

Li Guanzhu's voice came from the clouds, and at this time, the figure that was still standing in place and brushing his beard had long since disappeared without a trace.

The crossbowman looked at the misty abyss around him, his calves trembling a little, thinking about what his master had just said, he began to walk slowly towards the depths of the clouds.