Walking forward, about ten meters, a turn, the field of vision suddenly opened.

In front of me is a hole in the ground, about ten meters in diameter, and there are seven or eight passages around it, staggered and horizontal, leading in all directions, leading to other places. If you compare this place to a house, there is no doubt that this is the main hall, this is an underground palace!

Qiye was surprised: "Mr. Seventy-One, you dug all this?"

Mr. Seventy-One smiled: "That's right, I dug it all by myself, how about it?

"How long have you been digging?" Nanaba's asked.

Mr. Seventy-One asked rhetorically, "How long have you been in the Academy?"

Qiye said: "It's been seven days. ”

Mr. Seventy-One laughed, "Then I'll dig for seven days." ”

"Seven days!?" Qiye was dumbfounded, in just seven days, Mr. Seventy-One dug up such an underground palace, and I have to admit that Mr. Seventy-One's escape technique is indeed unparalleled in the world.

Qiye praised: "Mr. Seventy-One's supernatural powers, I admire it." ”

The Seventh Prince praised it. Mr. Seventy-One said modestly, but with a smug smile evidently on his face, it was clear that he enjoyed the compliment.

The two of them chose a passage and continued on their way, walking for about half an hour.

"It's here. Mr. Seventy-One suddenly stopped, "Seventh Prince, you close your eyes first." When I am on the ground, the sand and rocks fly and seep into your eyes. ”

Qiye obediently closed his eyes, and then, there was another whirlwind.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiye was an astronaut before, he would have been used to that kind of gravityless floating and rotating state, and if he came to another person, he would be dizzy and vomiting.

After a while, when Nanaba's eyes were opened again, the scenery in front of him had all changed.

The green bamboo is lush, even hundreds of miles, the lake water is like a mirror, the waves are not prosperous, the shore of the lake, the water pavilion tower, stretches for more than ten miles, there are cranes on the shore of the water, bow their heads to fish, there are birds in the forest, chant softly, there are tens of thousands of strange flowers, compete with each other to bloom, compete for strange and beautiful, thousands of purples and thousands of reds.

What a fairyland on earth, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant.

Looking at Qiye's surprised appearance, Mr. Seventy-One smiled and said, "When I first entered the Confucian Garden, I had the same expression as you. How's it going? It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Qiye praised from the bottom of his heart: "The paradise is beautiful. ”

At a glance, Nanachi saw a discordant scene, a man was taking a boat to cast a net on the lake to catch fish, and at the stern, a woman was putting the fish that the man had caught back into the lake.

Wonderful!

The man fishes, the woman releases the fish, this catch and release, people can't figure out what these two people want to do?

What's even more strange is that when the man saw that the woman had let go of the fish he had fortunately caught, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled with satisfaction.

Mr. Seventy-One muttered in a low voice, "Did you see that couple? That's my Thirty-Seven Senior Brother and Thirty-Eighth Senior Sister, they were already husband and wife before they entered the Confucian Garden. You have to be careful with them, they have a strange temper, and when I first entered the Confucian Garden, I was bullied by them a lot. ”

The man who fished for the fish, that is, Mr. Thirty-Seven, was like Zhang's ears to the wind, and he heard the voice of Mr. Seventy-One from such a distance.

He immediately shouted at the bow of the boat: "Senior Brother Seventy-One, are you itching again?" It seems that Senior Sister Seventy-two has not made you remember the beating you for a long time, and she dares to speak ill of me Senior Brother Thirty-Seven. ”

Mr. Seventy-One hurriedly smiled and said, "Senior Brother Thirty-seven, you have heard it wrong, how dare I speak ill of you? I am praising you, I said that your fishing skills are the best in the world." ”

Mr. Thirty-Seven nodded in satisfaction, "That's pretty much it. Who's the masked guy next to you? Why do you bring people in?"

Mr. Seventy-One said: "Senior Brother Thirty-Seven, this is a guest invited by Senior Brother Thirty-Five, and it was Senior Brother Thirty-Five who asked me to bring him to the Confucian Garden. ”

Mr. Thirty-Seven said, "I see. Since he is a guest of Senior Brother Thirty-Five, then you should take him with you quickly. ”

"Yes. Mr. Seventy-One answered, hurriedly pulled the seven leaves, and ran away with a smoke.

After running all the way, Mr. Seventy-One stopped, gasped for breath, and looked behind him with palpitations, as if he was afraid that the other party would chase after him.

It seems that he was indeed tortured by Mr. Thirty-Seven and Mr. Thirty-Eight, and he has a shadow in his heart.

Qiye said curiously: "Mr. Seventy-One, Mr. Thirty-Seven, what are the two of them doing? Why do one person catch fish? One person releases fish?"

Mr. Seventy-One said, "They're honing their fishing skills. ”

Qiye was puzzled, "While fishing, you can improve your fishing skills by releasing fish at the same time?"

Mr. Seventy-One said with a smile: "Of course, releasing fish while fishing cannot improve fishing skills, but it can improve the ability of fish to escape." Imagine, if a fish is caught every day, after a long time, the fish will naturally become vigilant and constantly improve their escape skills. ”

Qiye seemed to have an understanding and said: "The fish's ability to escape has become stronger." Mr. Thirty-Seven's original fishing ability will not work, and he must find new ways to fish, and over time, this will form a cycle, Mr. Thirty-Seven fishes, Mr. Thirty-Eight releases fish, and the fish improves his ability to escape, and Mr. Thirty-Seven has improved his ability to fish. ”

"The Seventh Prince is really smart, and he can understand it at one point. Mr. Seventy-One couldn't help but show an admiring look.

Qiye hesitated: "It's just that Mr. Thirty-Seven and Mr. Thirty-Eight are like this every day, won't they get tired?"

"Tired?" Mr. Seventy-One shook his head and said, "Not only will the two of them not feel tired, but they will enjoy it." ”

"Why is that?" Qiye was puzzled.

Mr. Seventy-One said: "Before entering the Confucian Garden, Senior Brother Thirty-Seven and Senior Sister Thirty-Eight were ordinary fishermen in a small fishing village, living by fishing every day. But they were later accepted as disciples by their teachers, and after they were brought back to the Confucian Garden, they did not have to worry about food and clothing, and they did not need to fish to make ends meet. ”

Later, the two of them also tried to change, such as practicing hard, studying hard, etc., but no matter what they did, they found that they were not as comfortable as fishing. ”

Mr. Seventy-One smiled, "There are things that have become a habit, and if you don't do them for a day, you will feel uncomfortable." Just like me, I keep burrowing all day long, and I don't feel comfortable all over. The two of them simply started their old business and continued to fish here, who would have thought that the two of them would fish every day like this, and they didn't practice, and they actually broke through the Heavenly Destiny Realm, don't you say it's strange?"

"Became a great cultivator of the Heavenly Destiny Realm by fishing every day?" Qiye was dumbfounded, this is okay?

This is the charm of the Confucian Garden. ”

Mr. Seventy-One said proudly: "Not only the thirty-seventh senior brother and the thirty-eighth senior sister, most of the people in the Confucian Garden are the same, and I am no exception. And the eighteenth senior brother you know best, he and the nineteenth senior brother hold a book every day, where is it, don't they also read it as a cultivator of the Heavenly Destiny Realm?"

"Can you do this?" Nanaba's eyes were completely dumbfounded.

The Divine Mandate of Heaven, the Great Cultivator of the Fifth Realm, was it so easy to achieve?

Mr. Seventy-One smiled and said, "Don't you feel very strange? Why are countless cultivators in the outside world unable to reach the Heavenly Mandate Realm even after a lifetime of penance, but here it has become easier?"

Qiye nodded and muttered, "I seem to be able to understand a little, but I can't say it clearly." ”

Mr. Seventy-One glanced at Qiye appreciatively, and praised: "It's already great to be able to understand a little." You don't have to force it, the Seventh Prince, after all, you are taking the path of body refining, not the path of human cultivation, not to mention, you have just entered the third realm, and it is normal not to understand the mysteries of the fifth realm. In fact, even when I first entered the Heavenly Destiny Realm, I didn't understand the reason, so I went to ask the teacher. ”

Qiye hurriedly asked, "How did the old master answer you?"

Mr. Seventy-One: "The teacher didn't answer me, he just asked me a question. ”

"What's the problem?" Nanaba's curiosity.

Mr. Seventy-One: "The teacher asked me, what is the Tao?"

"What is the Tao?" Qiye frowned slightly, and asked again: "Then Mr. Seventy-One, how did you answer the old master?"

Mr. Seventy-One held his head high and said, "My answer is yes, and making a hole in the ground is the way!"

Qiye was shocked, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, always feeling that he had grabbed something? But he didn't know what he had caught?

It was a wonderful feeling that I couldn't explain, I didn't understand!

"It's here!" Mr. Seventy-One stopped, pointed to a thatched hut in front of him, and said, "Senior Brother Thirty-five is inside, I have already told him, you can go in by yourself." ”

Qiye was a little surprised: "Mr. Seventy-One, don't you go in with me?"

"I'd better forget it. Mr. Seventy-One patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Be careful, good luck." ”

After saying that, he left a confused seven leaves and ran away in a hurry.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the back of Mr. Seventy-One running away, Qiye was confused, could it be that there was something terrifying behind this door?

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Qiye was vigilant and shouted outside the door: "Tian Qiye at night, ask to see Mr. Thirty-Five." ”

Inside the hut, a deep voice came, "You are the person who has the Yin-Yang Mirror as mentioned by Senior Brother Seventy-One?"

Nanaba: "It's down there." ”

In the hut: "Then come in." ”

"Yes. Seven leaves stepped forward quickly and pushed open the door.

One step forward, before Nanaba's could see the situation in the hut clearly, there was a 'bang', and a basin of water poured down from his head, wetting his whole body.

Before Qiye could react, there was another 'whoosh', and a bag of flour fell from above, making his whole body turn white in an instant.

Both eyes are covered with flour and cannot see.

Qiye hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe the flour off his eyes, and in his blurred vision, he seemed to see a black shadow quickly crashing towards him.

Qiye only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and was hit hard by something, and the whole person flew out upside down, lying on the grass outside the thatched hut.

There was a burst of childish laughter in the house, "Stupid, such a simple mechanism has been tricked, it's so stupid......!"