Ban Gu is walking by a river, the opposite side of the river bank is boundless, there is a group of mountains on the edge of the boundless sky, she looked back at the back, scattered a few willows, she walked along the coast and turned a little corner, there is an old man is staring into the distance thoughtfully, she walked over, looked at the familiar back and felt so familiar, suddenly had a splitting headache, accidentally grabbed a handful of hanging down willow branches, the willow branches were pulled by her like this, the sound of the branches and leaves loosely inserted into the ground seemed to disturb the old man, the old man looked back, and turned his head back as if he didn't see anything, at this time from the wilderness opposite the river bank there was a boy galloping in the air, he jumped in the air, The speed is amazing, although agile and clever, but Ban Gu can see that the boy seems to be not very familiar with the skills, the boy rotated in the air to exert a weak mana, suddenly met the palm, flipped back and thrust, but unexpectedly fell to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he got up and patted the dust on his body, hurriedly ran to the old man, ran to the river The boy did not stop, only to see his toes point the water tower tower three or two steps jumped up and fell lightly over the river surface a few zhang wide, only the toe of the shoe splashed sporadic splash marks.

The old man stood up with a smile when he saw the boy running over, and greeted him, the boy walked up to the old man and pouted, with a look of displeasure, "Grandpa, can I learn some powerful spells first, I am learning these low-level spells, this can be practiced slowly" The old man smiled and kindly wiped the sweat for the boy with his sleeve and said: "Miro, you have to remember that all the worlds must be patient, the advanced is the accumulation of the low-level, and there is no high-level without the low-level, and the low-level has been done to the extreme, which is the high-level." If you don't have patience, you won't end well in anything, you understand?" the old man said and kindly touched the little boy's head, then pulled him towards the other side of the mountain.

Looking at the back of the old man and the little boy, Ban Gu felt more and more familiar, but the headache was like about to burst, suddenly the eyes were dark and awake in an instant, and there was another scene in front of him, this is just on the top of the mountains that he had seen in the distance by the river, at this time Ban Gu was standing on the pavilion on the top of the mountain, the pavilion looked down, it was the old man just now, Ban Gu carefully observed the old man this time, the old man revealed a peaceful atmosphere all over his body, half tied up his white hair, the white slightly long beard was split by the breeze, the old man wisped his beard with his hands, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the gossip array in the courtyard, the old man sorted out his breathing, and his feet slowly rose, more than half a foot from the ground and stopped, standing in the air, only to see him raise his arms on one side, slow his arms and push his hands, step like a green branch swimming, the action is sensitive, like the West Mountain hanging on the rock of the void and the bottom of the real, static and vivid, one movement and one after another, movement and stillness as one, such as yin and yang pregnancy, leading to and free, the wind is also easy to light, like the river churning sea water agitation in the general fascination and state like Jingyi.

Ban Gu couldn't help but feel more familiar as she watched the old man's movements, and she was recalling if she had ever had such a dream. At this moment a boy ran out of the temple, and this boy was the grandson of the old man he had just met. Ban Gu eased his mind and continued to observe, Mi Luo followed the old man to imitate one move at a time, and he was extremely serious. Wait for the closing of the momentum later. The old man sat cross-legged on his knees, and the boy sat up with his eyes closed. This sitting is the sunrise and sunset, a few days and nights.

Ban Gu's eyes instantly darkened again, and suddenly lit up, as if this was like a movie, she saw Mi Luo and the old man practice together, practice, learn celestial phenomena, law, read and practice calligraphy, so spring and autumn came again, the leaves fell, the flowers bloomed again, after several times back until the old man finally handed Na Mi Luo a small bottle, and instructed Mi Luo's last words, Ban Gu burst into tears, looked up to the sky and wept bitterly, remembering that his name was 'Monti?