After returning to Fangjia Town, I don't know why, Fang Zixuan always felt that he seemed to miss that feeling, but whenever Fang Zixuan was in the dead of night, ready to recall that feeling, he didn't get anything.

Could it be that that feeling has to be felt only in the winter? Fang Zixuan suddenly thought of this. But maybe try again?

So, Fang Zixuan tried for another ten nights, but the result was naturally nothing.

Forget it, it seems that my guess should be correct. Fang Zixuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then left it alone. It's just that Fang Zixuan is vaguely looking forward to the arrival of winter in his heart.

Growing so big, Fang Zixuan is still looking forward to the coming of winter for the first time, because in Fang Zixuan's feelings, the favorites are summer and autumn.

Spring.

Summer lotus fragrance.

Golden autumn laurel.

Looking at the little snowflakes falling from the sky, the winter that Fang Zixuan was looking forward to finally came.

When Fang Zixuan calmed down, he still found nothing, even for several days in a row.

Could it be that the location is wrong?" Fang Zixuan guessed.

Forget it, I've been waiting for more than half a year anyway, and I don't care about waiting for another month. Because Fang Zixi and they all went to Bashan in midwinter, the snow scene at that time was more beautiful.

One day, Fang Zixi and the four of them set off to Bashan again.

At night, Fang Zixuan sat on a big tree.

Slowly, in a trance.

This time, Fang Zixuan unexpectedly entered that state smoothly.

It's just that he forgot that there are still Fang Zixi and the three of them here. Seeing Fang Zixuan in a daze on the big tree again, Fang Zixi and the three of them woke up Fang Zixuan with snowballs.

Looking at Fang Zixi and the three of them under the big tree, Fang Zixuan jumped down a little helplessly.

In the next time, Fang Zixuan was not able to enter that feeling every night, but he didn't enter that feeling for a long time every time, and with Fang Zixi and the three of them, there was no way to do it.

Although he didn't know what it was like, Fang Zixuan always felt that this feeling was not a bad thing.

One night, when Fang Ziguang and Fang Ziming fell asleep, Fang Zixi seemed to be a little unable to sleep, so he walked out of the wooden house, and then he saw Fang Zixuan.

"Zixuan, what are you doing climbing the tree again?" Fang Zixi said in a low voice.

"It's nothing, just look at the moonlight. After Fang Zixuan finished speaking, he jumped down.

"You seem to like to go up to the trees at night to watch the moonlight?" Fang Zixi asked.

"It's a little bit, this cold moonlight on my body feels pretty good. Fang Zixuan said.

Fang Zixi raised his head when he heard this, and then closed his eyes and carefully felt the cold moonlight.

Long.

Fang Zixi suddenly muttered to himself: "Winter Tibet, winter storage, heh." ”

Suddenly, like a blessing, Fang Zixuan froze.

Because Fang Zixi's words were as deafening as a stinging thunder, which gave Fang Zixuan a feeling of empowerment. That's right, I've been thinking about what that faint inexplicable feeling is, it seems to have something to do with what Fang Zixi said about Dongzang, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Zixuan was slightly excited and said, "Zixi, it's not early, you should go back and rest early." I'll go to bed later. ”

"Well, you get to rest early, too. Fang Zixi said. Fang Zixuan was a martial artist, it was normal for him to sleep later than the three old men, I heard that Fang Zixuan only slept for more than an hour a day when he was cultivating in Qingyun Sect, which was unimaginable among them.

After Fang Zixi entered the wooden house, Fang Zixuan immediately sat down cross-legged, and then concentrated.

This time, that faint inexplicable feeling came out quickly.

In the morning, Fang Zixi and the three of them walked out of the wooden house and saw Fang Zixuan actually sitting under the big tree, as if he was cultivating?

After looking at Fang Zixuan for a while, Fang Zixi said, "Zixuan seems to be cultivating, let's not disturb him." ”

In the past, Fang Zixuan was standing or sitting on a tree, looking like he was in a daze instead of cultivating, but now, with his heart facing the sky, he had a very authentic cultivation posture.

"Okay, anyway, we're not in a hurry, so let's just wait for Zixuan, it's just that our food is still in his storage ring." Fang Ziguang said.

"Wait, let's wake him up. Fang Zixi said.

If it was before, Fang Zixi and the three of them could go and find food by themselves, but now that they are old, not to mention that it is winter again, therefore, they can only wait for Fang Zixuan here.

Half a day passed, and Fang Ziguang and the three of them really couldn't wait, so they stepped forward, and then gently pushed Fang Zixuan and said, "Zixuan." ”

Fang Zixuan, who was in a trance, suddenly came to his senses.

"Zixuan, are you cultivating?" asked Fang Zixi.

Fang Zixuan looked up at the sky and found that it was already noon, it was too bad, I forgot that the food was in my storage ring, the current Fang Zixi and the three of them are not as good as before, it is easy to get hungry in winter, so Fang Zixuan hurriedly took out the food and said, "Just practice casually." ”

"That's it, Zixuan, next time you want to cultivate, you have to take out the food early, otherwise our three old bones won't be able to stand hungry. Fang Ziguang said with a smile.

Hey, forget it, if you don't practice before, then you don't want to. I'll talk about that later. Fang Zixuan said in his heart.

In the following time, Fang Zixuan really didn't think about that feeling anymore, but that feeling actually entangled in Fang Zixuan's heart for a long time and didn't want to disperse.

Back in Fangjia Town, Fang Zixuan suddenly asked, "Zixi, is the travelogue you said still there?"

"It's still there, what's wrong? Do you want to see it?" Fang Zixi said.

"yes, a little curious, want to see. Fang Zixuan said.

"Then I'll give it to you. After speaking, Fang Zixi walked into the study.

After a while, Fang Zixi walked out, holding a thick book in his hand.

"The Travels of the Jade Catalpa"

After taking the book, Fang Zixuan walked to the gazebo in the backyard and sat down, and then read it carefully.

This is really a travelogue, which talks about some of the things that this person named Yu Chuzi traveled around, as well as some of his experiences and insights.

Although this jade catalpa only has the life of two hundred spirits and nine years old, he has been to a lot of places, otherwise he would not have written a thick book.

"Although I am a mortal, the experience of this jade catalpa is much stronger than that of me, a martial artist. Fang Zixuan muttered to himself.

When turning to a certain paragraph, Fang Zixuan really saw a chunsheng similar to what Fang Zixi said.

In spring and March, this is called Chen, heaven and earth are born, and all things are glorious.

Subsequently, I saw several passages similar to summer length, autumn harvest, and winter storage.

In summer and March, this is called Fan Xiu, heaven and earth are intertwined, and all things are gorgeous.

Autumn and March, this is called Rongping, the weather is urgent, and the atmosphere is bright.

In winter and March, this is called closed, water and ice, worry-free and sunny.

Finally, Yu Qiuzi wrote: The husband is born in spring and grows in summer, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter, and this is the great scripture of the Heavenly Dao.

At this point, this travelogue is over, it seems that this sentence should be all the feelings of Yu Chuzi over the years. However, this jade catalpa actually said the words "This great scripture of the Heavenly Dao", and his tone was really big.

Chunsheng.

Summer long.

Autumn harvest.

Winter storage.

Ordinary martial artists read mortal books, and many times they just read them, and they don't think too deeply, but Fang Zixuan looked at this travelogue and thought about it.

This jade catalpa that says the word "Heavenly Dao" seems to be a bit not simple.