Zhao Zimo's legs, which were originally swaying, suddenly stopped, because a woman in white clothes walked out of the second small courtyard.

The little Taoist priest who had not yet apprenticed just glanced at it, and couldn't help but recite a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, and muttered a few words that color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and I didn't know whether I was lucky or unlucky, and I actually met a beautiful woman like a fairy.

And there was a trace of sorrow and yearning between her eyebrows, as if she wanted to leave the mountain, want to spread her wings and fly high, and go to find her lovesick lover......

Zhao Zimo didn't know if this woman was abducted by the senior brother, he didn't want to provoke, so he wanted to go back to the small courtyard, but the woman spoke......

"Who are you, who let you sit there, do you know who the original owner of this small courtyard was?" Three questions in a row, the voice is still very good, but the frowning face, plus a hint of displeasure, quite a feeling that this is my home, you are a thief.

Zhao Zimo immediately jumped off the wall, he didn't know why he was in Shaolin Temple, contaminated with a hobby of sitting on the wall, and he didn't want to cause trouble, after organizing some language, he said: "I don't know which fairy sister you are, this small courtyard was chosen by my master for me!" ”

"Your master?" The woman frowned and strolled over to him.

Zhao Zimo looked directly into the woman's eyes, not squinting, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid of being beaten......

"Who is your master?"

"Lee Do-chun"

"Yo, dare to accept apprentices without my consent, and dare to let you live in this small courtyard, it's really a thief!" The woman raised an eyebrow.

And this woman spoke so domineeringly, she couldn't help but let Zhao Zimo secretly give a thumbs up, even Li Daochun dared to care, could it be his wife, or his daughter?

Unfortunately, none of them are ......

The woman glanced at him lightly: "You go to live in another courtyard, you are not allowed to enter the third courtyard, remember, I am your senior sister Lin Shixian, you must bow your head when you meet in the future, otherwise be careful of your eyes!" ”

After speaking.

The fairy didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned his head and left, pinched the trick in his hand, seemed to have found the direction, and then followed the direction that Li Daochun left, and also chased after the sea of clouds, as if he wanted to have something to say to the middle-aged Taoist.

Since he was born, Zhao Zimo has thought that he is not so handsome that he is miserable, but he is not so stumbling, when and where to let a woman treat him like this, but he looked at the mountain, and then at the woman who can also fly, and laughed at himself: "People look at you like an ant, and they don't treat you as a person." ”

He looked back at the third courtyard, and seemed to understand that not every courtyard has so many good things, especially those books, which make people yearn for it, even if they don't like to read, they often take a look.

But at this moment...... It is clear that none of those things are your own, or rather, they have never belonged to you.

There is also a sun in this world, and the sun will also set, when the sky is dark, Zhao Zimo silently walked to the fourth courtyard, and the hand that was about to push open the door suddenly stopped, and he walked until the seventh courtyard before entering, his back was very bleak, very bitter, and bitter and sweet.

Because being able to enter the sect is sweet, being able to enter the Pure Yang Sword Sect is also sweet, and being able to come to the top of this Immortal Peak is also sweet.

So Zhao Zimo was not satisfied, he knew that in the eyes of this senior sister, he was no different from mortals.

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As he thought, there are not so many things in the seventh courtyard, and the Taoist scriptures also have them, but even he can see the good and the bad, and the four treasures of the study are also worth ten thousand gold when they are taken to the mortal world, but compared with the one just now, there is a trace of spirituality, that is, the world is different.

However, there was a black unsheathed long sword, suspended in the middle of the courtyard, motionless, and he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of hanging it up directly.

He didn't think about the black sword, he felt that he had a place to live, at least he didn't have to be an inner disciple, and he could be regarded as a step to the sky.

After looking at the three huts, most of them were things to learn swords, but he felt a little hungry, so he walked to the edge of the mountain, looked at the sea of clouds below, and wanted to see if he could take two steps on it, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still gave up this plan, in case he fell to death, it would be a little more than worth the loss.

So he looked back at the big tree surrounded by three people, and glanced at the hundreds of red fruits above his head, and he didn't know what it was.

But the master said that he could eat it, so he picked the three on the very edge, which were not very red or so crystal clear, but the skin was thin and juicy, and it smelled very good.

He took it into his arms, then took the teapot and went to the spiritual spring to get a pot of water, and returned to the small courtyard.

Whether it is the third courtyard or the seventh courtyard, all kinds of living utensils are readily available, so that there is nothing missing, Zhao Zimo used internal force to heat the teapot to a boil, and put it aside.

took out the three fruits in his arms, clicked and took a bite, and a fragrance rushed into his nose, and the sweet and sour taste made people linger endlessly!!

Especially the sour smell, which directly made Zhao Zimo's eyes widen, tears about to flow out, and he couldn't wait to spit it out, but fortunately, he knew that the things that could be planted on the top of the mountain were all good things and could not be wasted.

I swallowed it directly, took the tea that had not cooled down and was about to drink it, and put it down again.

I ran out of the yard with a smoke, held the spring water with both hands, poured a few sips, felt that the sour taste was still there, and continued to drink it......

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"Hey, do you have a bit of good quality, the spring water bubbling from this spiritual spring is not for your own use, but also for others to use, and you have to water these flowers and trees...... Lin Shixian's voice came from afar, looking at Zhao Zimo lying on the edge of the spiritual spring, almost inserting his head into it, and he wanted to kick him away.

Because as soon as she thought that she would use this spiritual spring to drink water, and even take a bath, she felt a chill in her heart.

And she was followed by a middle-aged Taoist priest, who was naturally Li Daochun, who was caught, and returned here with a bitter face at this time.

Looking at Zhao Zimo, who was about to cry on the edge of Lingquan, he felt a little puzzled, no, this kid has such a good heart, even if he is scolded by his senior sister for a few words, he will not be like this.

"What's wrong with you, like you haven't drunk water in a month?" Li Daochun stopped Lin Shixian from continuing to scold him, and asked instead.

"Spirit, Spirit Fruit, Master, you didn't say that this Spirit Fruit is so sour!!" Zhao Zimo took out the two remaining reddish spirit fruits, and looked like I was being killed by you.

When Lin Shixian saw this green spirit fruit, he couldn't help laughing, but he still coughed lightly, stretched out his hand and put it on the corner of his mouth, and secretly laughed in his heart that this kid was so stupid, how did he get chosen by the master.

Li Daochun frowned, and picked up these two reddish fruits: "This is called the Qingling Fruit, which was originally not a mortal thing, when it was in the sky, the green one was the most delicious and sweet, but it became red and delicious in the mortal world."

But you must know that red fruit must be ripe, so why don't you choose red fruit? ”

Zhao Zimo wiped his face with his sleeve and looked at him: "There are masters and sisters on the mountain, naturally you eat ripe fruits, and I eat unripe ......"

As soon as he said this, Li Daochun was stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he threw the two fruits back to the tree, and he didn't know what spell was used, the Qingling fruit that was originally picked off actually grew on the tree again.

He patted Zhao Zimo's shoulder: "In the future, if you eat red, there will be three of us on the mountain, and you will eat enough for a lifetime." ”

"Oh, got it, Master!" When Zhao Zimo nodded, he didn't forget to fan his tongue with his hand, and he didn't know why this Qingling Fruit was so sour, it was stronger than drinking a bottle of vinegar.

Lin Shixian glanced at him lightly, turned his head and left, but said as he left: "You can live in the third courtyard, but remember not to destroy any piece of paper, don't stain a painting, otherwise you will pick your skin, and in the future, if a man goes up the mountain, you will give way." ”

"Got it, thank you, senior sister!!" Zhao Zimo was very happy, not only because there were so many Taoist scriptures to read, but also because where he could practice to the next level.

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Be cautious, but there is a cause and an effect.

And people with good intentions and filial piety in their hearts often have good rewards for good people.

Zhao Zimo is full of awe of this world, but he can endure it and let it, but he can't give up if he has the opportunity.

As for dignity, in some places where the weak eat the strong, it is always something that only the strong can have.