Ethereal music emanated from a pavilion in Wuling Mountain, and the sound of sound crossed the trees and crossed the river, and reverberated among the craggy and strange mountains and rocks.

There is a river named Freedom on Wuling Mountain, and there is a river called Equality, and the Freedom River and the Equality River flow endlessly all day long, surging into the sea.

The mountain rock is firm, the forest is arrogant, and the style of Wuling Mountain is public. In the pavilion, a group of musicians are playing musical instruments, and the tune is melodious and profound. A man in the pavilion, dressed in pale green, enjoys this classic piece with his heart. The man's name is Ma Cha, he has a good friend named Meng Hai, Ma Cha made money from the magic weapon stall, and opened a small magic weapon shop, the business is good, he opened a medium magic weapon shop, and the magic weapon left over from the magic treasure shop in the past is all taken, and put it in the new magic weapon store to sell, there are many varieties of magic weapons, which can be used by magic practitioners from all walks of life, and the business is getting better and better day by day, and it is becoming more and more prosperous day by day.

This music, the sound is ethereal, the artistic conception is far-reaching, Ma Cha sits on a chair and enjoys the ensemble, his soul is poured over this wonderful sound, this group of musicians, Ma Cha invited from the bazaar, specially to this mountain pavilion to enjoy. Originally, Ma Cha poured magic weapons in the distant mountains, repeatedly lost money and failed, and then worked hard to collect magic weapons to sell and then make money, during which the twists and turns were bumpy, and only Ma Cha alone could experience.

In the past, business was hard, physical and mental tension, it is rare to have such a leisurely time for recreation, Ma Cha brought a group of musicians to the mountain this time, but also wanted to relax.

It can be seen from the intoxicated appearance of Ma Cha how obsessed he is with this song, and in the midst of this wonderful and fascinating sound, Ma Cha slowly closed his bright eyes.

Not far away, the mountain stream was blown by the wind, and the water splashed. Some of the Mercury drifted over and landed on Ma Cha's cheeks, and he felt a chill on his face.

After listening to the song, Ma Cha closed his eyes for a while, and then opened his eyes, as if he had succeeded in cultivating Dafa, and he was full of energy. There are many people in the world who cultivate truth, Taoism, demons, immortals, laws, people, ghosts, and so on. The river flows towards the sea. All things in heaven and earth have their own direction of development, and this direction refers to the cultivation goal of all things that exist, the cultivators. The highest realm in the Tao. It is the ultimate goal of a monk. The demon cultivator is like a salesman running the business of a large company. Cultivating and repairing and repairing every day, like a donkey pulling a mill, constantly working. I want to become a demon king eventually. However, not all demon cultivators can do it. In addition to demon cultivators, there are also immortal cultivators, cultivators, cultivators, and so on. Some people are gifted, one cultivates and one is accurate, and what they cultivate becomes anything, and some people are naturally reckless, and they can't do anything, so they say that they want to become demons, but they go crazy. What's more, what about Xiuzhen, go to Xiuzhen School to sign up for study, always arrive late for class and leave early, and be expelled by the teacher, in the end, the cultivator, practiced, not convinced, go to the teacher, want to duel, the teacher is not a vegetarian, just fight with the cultivator, not only defeated the cultivator, but also beheaded him to show the public.

In order to cultivate all kinds of things, people in the world have made all kinds of efforts, some people walk better on the road of cultivation, and some people always stumble.

No matter who you are, no matter what you cultivate, you need to move forward on your own path, just as Ma Cha is on his way. After Ma Cha came down from the pavilion, he had not yet recovered from the music just now, at this time he had appeared by a river, this river everyone knows it is called the Freedom River, in the Freedom River, Ma Cha felt the gentleness of the river breeze, he also saw the sparkling landscape on the river surface, the large area of water is very spectacular, the feeling of rippling water, will open people's minds.

The free river flows happily, and there are trees by the river, and its leaves are verdant, and there are beasts, and the footsteps are steady. Ma Cha is armed with spells, of course, he is not afraid of all kinds of beasts, he can pass by the beasts, and he is not afraid in his heart.

As she passed by a tree, she saw a girl sitting on the slanted branch with her bare feet. The girl wore a large hat with a brim that almost obscured her entire face.

Ma Cha didn't know this girl, he didn't pay attention to this girl, let go of his feet and walked forward, but he didn't expect the girl to call "Hey", and Ma Cha stopped.

Ma Cha who turned around saw a good-looking face, her beauty had been revealed in front of Ma Cha's eyes, she said that her name was Yun Ant Mo, Ma Cha heard Meng Hai talk about Yun Ant Mo, she was the Yun Ant Mo that Meng Hai had been looking for.

After talking to Yun Ant Mo, Ma Cha knew that Yun Ant Mo couldn't go to other mountains now, since she was separated from Meng Hai, she had been wandering around, and came to Wuling Mountain by mistake, at this time, Yun Ant Mo needed to do her own thing in Wuling Mountain, and she would never go anywhere again. When Ma Cha asked her to go to see Meng Hai, Yun Ant Mo did not show excitement, as if Yun Ant Mo did not know Meng Hai this person, this excessive calmness surprised Ma Cha who was standing on the side. Since Yun Ant Mo didn't want to see Meng Hai, Ma Cha, as an outsider, no longer insisted on his ideas. Maybe Yun Ant Mo doesn't like Meng Hai, or maybe it's for some other reason that Yun Ant Mo doesn't want to see Meng Hai at the moment. Who knows.

Ma Cha asked, "Do you have a place to go? Where are you staying these days? Is it safe to be alone?"

Yun Ant Mo said: "I'm fine alone. But these days I'm always scared in my heart, there are big people here, they are very aggressive, and I have to avoid them so as not to be attacked by them. ”

Ma Cha said: "Don't be afraid, I can protect you temporarily, the question now is, where to live, you need to find a place to live, time flies quickly, it is dark, and it will be too late to find a place to live." ”

Yun Ant Mo said: "There is a small boat on the Freedom River, I have been sleeping on that small boat for the past few days, I have wandered here, I just came here, and I also feel that the vast wilderness, the vast river, there is no place for me to stay, if I am a beast, I will live in the wilderness, if I am a fish, I will live in the water, I am neither, I need to find a place to live, I saw a broken boat on the river, fortunately, this boat floated to the river, I ran over to look, and found that there was everything in this boat." I could sleep, drink, and read in it, and I didn't know whose boat it was that floated in front of my eyes. ”

Ma Cha said, "Fortunately, there is a small boat, otherwise your accommodation would have been a problem." ”

Yun Ant Mo can sleep on a small boat at night, where does Ma Cha sleep? Ma Cha has not yet figured it out. Yun ant Mo Jian yì horse tea sleeps on the tree, build a small nest in the tree, and sleep in the nest. Horse tea is not happy.

Ma Cha wanted to find a suitable place nearby, he didn't want to sleep in a boat, he didn't want to live in that tree, Ma Cha wanted to find a place he liked.

The rivers of Wuling Mountain always have a unique temperament, and Macha feels this charm from nature. Ma Cha looked at the sparkling psychedelic water and came up with an idea, he was going to sleep on the water. Ma Cha immediately went to find two large leaves, which were very thick and large, as if they were a small boat. Ma Cha put a leaf on the water, and he carried another leaf to lie on the water leaf, and the leaf in Ma Cha's hand was covered by Ma Cha on him. In this way, Ma Cha slept among the leaves, one leaf was his bed, and the other leaf was his quilt.

Some people who are wandering in foreign lands also mostly use this method to spend the night, get two leaves, and then sleep on the water for one night, and wait until tomorrow morning to get up, open the leaves, and you can welcome the morning sun.

When Ma Cha slept in the two leaves, Yun Ant Mo's boat came, she saw the two leaves floating together on the water, and knew that Ma Cha was sleeping in it, so she didn't bother Ma Cha, so let him sleep well in it.

Yun Ant Mo sighed in the boat, Ma Cha is the same drifter as her, people are adrift, unacquainted, unfamiliar, not easy. No matter who you are, you should learn a spirit of independence, like the rivers of Wuling Mountain, flowing endlessly. This river has an independent spirit, you see it rushing into the sea, you look at its posture, you look at its arms, you see its fearless appearance, this qiē is worth learning. This is Yun Antmo's perception.

When night came, the boat was very close to the two leaves. At night, the stars are bright, the stars in the sky, reflected in the Freedom River, looking at the sky, is spectacular, looking at the Freedom River, it is also spectacular, what a spectacular "Dark Night Stars Map".

The starry sky is silent, showing its beauty. Yun Ant Mo under the starry sky was also a little sleepy, he covered the small bed in the boat, covered with a gentle warm little quilt, and he fell asleep in the starlight.

The next morning's breeze called the boat, and when the boat woke up, the boat swayed, and the boat woke up Yun Ant Mo. Yun Ant Mo wanted to wake up Ma Cha, but found that there were no more of those two leaves on the water. It's no wonder that the river is rippling, this horse tea, this night, I don't know where it went.

Yun Ant Mo rowed the boat, and she didn't know where she was going. Yun Ant Mo, who was rowing in the breeze, remembered the starry sky in the water and in the sky last night, and was so moved that he only slept one night, and so many stars, in the sky and in the water, were all gone. Heh, who stole so many stars?

On the Freedom River, looking around, there is no one in sight. In this way, Yun Ant Mo looked at the vast waters, this small boat, let it go. Yun Ant Mo stopped rowing, but the boat still moved forward, Yun Ant Mo didn't know, where this small boat was going to take itself, more precisely, where was this current going to take itself?

The Liberty River in the early morning is bright, the boats are exquisite, the current is mysterious, and the front is unknown. The boat in the sound of the water and the breeze, swim and swim, are you a fish in the water? Where are you going to swim to? (To be continued......