Sky Candle Peak is a rare mountain peak in the north of the empire, the north is unusually cold and hot, the summer is unusually hot, and the winter is unusually cold, the peaks are all yellow-brown mountain rocks, there are few dense forests, few mountain streams. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info There is a waterfall on the Tianzhu Peak, with abundant water, pouring out from the cliff of thousands of zhang, smashing out a deep pool with a radius of dozens of zhang below.

A sturdy young man, with black hair coiled on the top of his head, simply tied with a branch, and his naked upper body muscles knotted, sat quietly on the stone platform under the waterfall, letting the huge flow of water crash on him.

The waterfall falling from a thousand-foot high cliff brings a huge impact force, and ordinary people simply cannot withstand the weight of the water. Jiang Liao, who just started jumping off the cliff, only let a part of the water flow hit his most powerful back, two or three months have passed, Jiang Liao is not afraid of the weight of the waterfall at all, and he can also sit and meditate between the thousands of rushes, the roaring sound of the water in his ears gradually disappears, the pressure on his body gradually adapts, and his mind seems to have come to another time.

Hundreds of miles of Heavenly Candle Peak continued to rotate in Jiang Liao's mind, surrounding the waterfall and the deep green pool below him, feeling that he had become the center of heaven and earth, and everything began to extend from the waterfall and began to grow.

The roaring waterfall falls, stirring up countless mist, stirred by the wind that stirs up the current, and rises from valley to valley. The blazing sun shines on the water mist, creating a magnificent rainbow.

On the mountain peak in the distance, there is a prominent boulder, and the slightly vicissitudes of Hong Feihu bent over and hunched his back, looking at the young man under the rainbow with satisfaction through layers of mist, and his heart rose with unprecedented satisfaction and sigh.

Hong Feihu has lived in seclusion in Tianzhu Peak for many years, he is extremely talented, and when he was young, he relied on a Yanling steel knife to kill his prestige among the reckless rivers and lakes.

When he was middle-aged, he entered the Immortal Sword Gate as a casual cultivator, so he abandoned the sword and used the sword, and the Taoism also changed from fierce to delicate. After experiencing countless changes, tired of the battles between the sects, Hong Feihu in his later years left the Immortal Sword Sect and lived in seclusion on this Heavenly Candle Peak.

After leaving the world, his mood was calm, but he didn't expect the Taoism to change again, and he cultivated to a higher level, reaching the realm of returning to the basics, without a knife or a sword, with only a pair of fists to completely integrate the fierceness and delicacy, and create a set of peerless martial arts.

There are many cultivators in the world, but it can be said that there is not one who can reach this state as a casual cultivator. Not to mention creating a kind of martial art, it is even more difficult to reach the peak of the Golden Stone Realm.

Cultivation lies in cultivating the mind, and cultivating the mind lies in being at ease. This is also the reason why the old immortals of those sacred realms hide in the deep mountains and rivers and don't ask about the world.

Hong Feihu's fame among the sects is not prominent, but his dedication and comprehension of the path of cultivation are not inferior to those of the famous sects. In fact, many years ago, Hong Feihu saw the threshold of the fateful realm, as long as he was willing, he could step into this door at any time and open a new realm of cultivation. But Hong Feihu didn't do this, because he wanted to see where the edge of the Golden Stone Realm was, and how strong the Golden Stone Realm could cultivate. Cultivators who are also at the peak of the Golden Stone Realm will still have a difference between victory and defeat, just like the Xuan Master at the peak of the Apocalypse Realm.

Another and more important reason is Hong Feihu's unique perception of spiritual practice. Again, cultivation lies in cultivating the mind, and cultivating the mind lies in being at ease. The fundamental purpose of cultivation is to pursue the realm of freedom, and if you have already attained freedom in the realm of gold and stone, why go to a higher and deeper realm.

To be worthy of fate is to investigate one's own destiny and look down on the meaning of the world. Hong Feihu didn't want to live as a fireworks immortal who didn't eat the world, he just wanted to be a layman, traveling on the edge of the red dust, enjoying the fun of collecting disciples and passing on his art, and passing on his life's understanding of cultivation.

To be able to meet a master like Hong Feihu who is highly accomplished and warm-hearted is Jiang Liao's creation and luck. And people need a little luck to walk in the world.

There are no four seasons in the mountains, and the days and moons in the world are long. The master and apprentice live on the Heavenly Candle Peak, and there is a lot of game to eat, and the master occasionally catches a few red-skinned snakes unique to the Heavenly Candle Peak to roast and eat, but he can't always eat game and meat.

The sun moved to noon, and it was time to go down the mountain to buy grain. Jiang Liao, dressed in Gebu linen clothes and carrying an empty sack of linen on his shoulders, went to Cangtou Town, fifty miles down the mountain, to buy grain.

Cangtou Town is a remote rural town in the north of the empire, under the jurisdiction of Liangzhou, with a population of only tens of thousands, but it is the main grain producing area within a radius of 100 miles. With the town as the center, thousands of acres of wheat fields have ripened, the hot wind blows lightly, and the golden wheat waves rise and fall like water waves.

It is the season when the summer grain is on the market, and the golden wheat fields on the roadside are full of scenes of peasant labor. Wheat harvesters, cart loaders, grass piles, and children playing in the fields while picking up ears of wheat, a lively scene of harvest.

The scenery of the northern land of the dynasty is very different from Jiang Liao's hometown of Hengshui, although Hengshui is in Zhongzhou, it is a little southerly in terms of geographical location, because the water system is developed, and most of the rice is planted. The fields are turquoise for most of the season, the mountains are verdant, and the wind is moist. And the mountains of the north are brown, the fields are golden, and the wind is parched.

Although the scenery is different, the joy of the harvest is the same. Enjoying the scenery on both sides of the road, Jiang Liao was in a good mood, and couldn't help but speed up his pace, the sun had just deviated a little from the middle sky, and Jiang Liao walked to the door of Wang Yuanwai's house.

Outside the countryside, although they are also wealthy families within a radius of dozens of miles, the houses from the inside to the outside still exude a rustic atmosphere. The simple brick walls have a bit of an outdated atmosphere, and the square gatehouse, courtyard, and not too tall hall houses are all characteristics of the northern peasant households.

Wang Yuanwai is fifty years away, wearing a foreign hat, slightly black skin, tall and fat, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, he is used to holding his hands in his sleeves, as if only by hiding his hands can he show that he is a real outsider, and the affairs of the family are ruled by the big and small.

"The young man is here again!" Wang Yuanwai said kindly.

"Taking advantage of the cheap new grain on the market, go down the mountain to raise some rice and wheat. Jiang Liao replied.

"Dog, lead the young man to change food!" shouted at the side room with his hands folded.

The dog is a half-grown teenager with a smell of earth all over his body, and at first glance he is a farmer's child who often deals with the land. came out of the side room, answered the staff, and was about to go out.

"Daddy, I'll go too!" a girl ran out of the hall. He was as tall as a man, dressed in the floral cloth clothes often worn by country girls, and although he did not have the magnificence of silk and satin, he looked exceptionally simple and clean, with a long black braid combed behind his head, a round face, and big eyes full of innocence and joy.

"Girls' families, don't be female celebrities at home, what are you running around outside!" Wang Yuanwai said a little angrily.

The girl didn't care about Wang Yuanwai's face at all, she just followed the dog and Jiang Liao out, and Wang Yuanwai had no choice, sighed, and said in her heart: The woman is not staying. These things have to be left to the daughter.

This girl is the only daughter of Wang Yuanwai, her nickname is Hu Niu, her big name is Wang Cuihua, Wang Yuanwai has no son until she is middle-aged, and her only wish in her heart is to be able to recruit a son-in-law and inherit this family business.

I don't ask how much ability my son-in-law has, as long as he is honest and diligent. Originally, the dog who worked long at home in the same village. But the dog is really late in enlightenment, he is fourteen or fifteen years old, and he still knows nothing about the affairs of men and women, and he only knows how to roll in the soil all day long, with self-righteous righteousness, he follows a few teenagers in the town to fight in the fields, and goes to the town shops to eat and drink and gamble money, and he does not have the slightest intention to use it in the operation of the family business.

How could Wang Yuanwai hand over his family business and daughter to such a descendant. Since Jiang Liao came to the town to buy grain three months ago, and was accidentally seen by his daughter, Wang Yuanwai found that his daughter's eyes were just wandering around this kid surnamed Jiang.

Although he is a farmer, he is over half a hundred years old, and the king who has experienced some ups and downs in the world still has some ways to look at people and things. Although this young man's big horse golden knife is a good match for his tall daughter, Wang Yuanwai has long seen that this young man and himself are not from the same world.

From the hidden tiger power and the eyes full of spirit, I knew that a town like Cangtou could not accommodate such a teenager. Wang Yuanwai also sent a long-term worker with sharp legs and feet to follow Jiang Liao who was carrying a grain bag with his bare hands, and always went to the foot of Tianzhu Peak and lost the person, which also proved that this young man was indeed extraordinary.