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"Good. ”

"Further ahead is the location of the mountain gate of the Cold Mountain Qingliu Sect, according to our walking speed, we can reach it when it gets dark. ”

"Hmm. ”

The young monk tucked the simple map into his bosom and looked respectfully to his side, in which a man sat in an ordinary carriage, ordinary in appearance but luxurious in the inside.

The carriage is walking, neither fast nor slow, the wheels made of the most precious materials run over the winter outside Qingzhou, making almost inaudible sounds, the official road has always been potholes, even the most clever coachman can hardly drive the car so steadily, as if the carriage is not walking but drifting.

What's more, the groom who drove the car was still a young man who couldn't drive a car, but the people in the car couldn't feel the bumps at all, not only because the car was built with a lot of money, but also because the horse pulling the car was a good horse with aura.

The most critical reason lies in the person sitting in the car.

The young monk knew that as long as the master was sitting in the car, this was the most stable place in the world. Some people will look for a place of stability, while others will not, and their place will be as stable as a mountain.

This group of people is very strange, not only the carriage is exceptionally stable, but also this young monk, he is actually walking, there is a carriage next to him, and he can only walk on the ground, but the steps he takes are obviously only ordinary size, and he does not run or chase, but he will not fall half a point in his life.

But if you think about it, it's certainly not as easy as it seems. But the young monk did not feel bitter, but was happy with it, because this was what the Master had commanded, and walking was also a kind of practice, and although it was bitter, penance was the smooth path to bliss.

"Senior brother, are you hungry?" Seeing the silence in the carriage, the young monk no longer disturbed the master's rest, but walked a few briskly steps to the place where the carriage was being held, where sat a younger, very beautiful monk, beautiful like a girl.

Yuanmu sat on the saddle expressionlessly, without a rein in his hand, the horse of Qiguangyuan has a spirit, obedient and knows how to recognize the way, and does not need a reins at all, so this carriage does not need a coachman, but the people in the carriage said that of course the carriage should have a coachman, that is, it is not needed, and there should be.

The young monk felt that there was a lot of meaning in this, but Yuan Mu didn't think it, he looked coldly at the senior brother with a kind face and a caring meaning, and sneered in his heart, but on the surface there was a smile, and said, "It's not time to eat yet." ”

The young monk sighed, looked up at the sky, and said with some distress: "It seems that you are still hungry, junior brother, but unfortunately you are right, it is not yet time to eat." ”

As he spoke, his expression suddenly expanded, as if he thought of something, and a heartfelt smile bloomed on his face and said, "Fortunately, I still have food here." ”

The young monk reached into his arms and pulled out a loaf of bread from another pocket separated from the map.

He happily stuffed it to Yuanmu and said, "Fortunately, I have bread here, the farther you go, the cooler the weather becomes, but senior brother, I have always used Yuan Temperature to nourish it, and now it is still soft, you can eat it." ”

There was no change in Yuanmu's face, and his calmness was very different from the jubilation of the senior brother next to him, but the young monk did not feel any frustration, and still looked at him with gentle and attentive eyes.

Yuanmu suddenly grinned and said, "I heard other senior brothers say, senior brother, you always have to make a big cake in the room before the sect zazen, and then dig a big hole in the middle and put the cake on your head, when the bread is finished, the meditation will be finished, but is it true?"

The young monk was a little ashamed, but he still said happily: "It's almost, but there is something wrong. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's not a big loaf, it's a big, big, big loaf. The young monk said with open arms and described, "The bread can cover half the room." ”

Yuanmu looked at him deeply, and then sighed: "Senior brother, you are so powerful. ”

"Hahaha, it's average. ”

The young monk laughed, but he didn't see the discomfort on Yuanmu's face.

When the group passed near the gate of the Hanshan Qingliu Sect, they stopped, and the people in the carriage opened the curtain on one side and stared at the main peak of the Hanshan Qingliu Sect for a long time.

Yuanmu was also watching, but with his cultivation, he couldn't see anything special at all, and all he could see was the mountain.

"Master, what are you looking at?" said Senior Brother again, Yuan Mu thought.

He was not familiar with this senior brother, or he was familiar with it, the senior brother was the first among the thirty-six disciples of this generation, he was the first when Yuanmu was very young, and then this senior brother did not know when he began to meditate frequently, and the saying of the Daomen was also retreat.

None of his disciples was as enthusiastic about zazen as he was, and Yuanmu and several other brothers and sisters used to sneer at it, thinking that the dry zazen room was simply the most wrong path, and that no truly powerful practitioner had ever relied only on zazen meditation.

However, what puzzled and even angry Yuanmu and the others was that since he started to sit in meditation frequently, the ranking of the first place has never moved, not that the senior brother is really strong, but every time he doesn't need to compete, he is the first, and the master of the thousand seats is the master of Yuanmu, and he is the first.

There is no reason to talk about it, this time let the disciples of Qiguang Academy guess what the relationship between this senior brother is gone.

But thinking about Qianza's character, Yuanmu always felt that it shouldn't be like this, in short, this senior brother has appeared too little and too little in recent years, and his relationship with all the senior brothers is almost in name only.

However, after Yuanmu returned from the defeat of the Tianding Conference, this senior brother suddenly opened his mind, and finally stopped sitting in death meditation, but the master still favored him unreasonably, so much so that he brought the senior brother with him on this westward trip.

Yuanmu has a dark guess about this, and he is very sure, so he always looks down on this kind senior brother from the bottom of his heart, and of course, there is a kind of schadenfreude and hostility for the sick.

Yuanmu shook her head and noticed that the man in the carriage was talking.

"Look at the mountains. ”

"Ahh

“...... I'm looking at the people on the mountain. The man in the carriage was silent and paused before he spoke.

"Ah, Master's eyes are so good, I can't see it. ”

"You can see it too, you can see it. ”

"Really? What do you think? Master, teach me and my junior brother. ”

The men in the carriage were silent, and Yuan Mu could see through a narrow slit in the curtain of the carriage that the straight marks on the lips of the men in the carriage.

The young monk waited with wide eyes, and Yuanmu felt that he was like an unfathomable dog.

And the person in the car just sighed, withdrew his hand, and also withdrew his gaze, and said, "Don't teach." ”

Before the young monk could continue to ask, a voice followed: "Let's go, continue on our way." ”

Yuanmu pulled the reins, and the psychic horse shook off its hooves and began to continue walking, and the group suddenly fell silent, which made Yuanmu very uncomfortable, this quiet atmosphere made him uncomfortable, and always felt that something was wrong, where was wrong?

Yuanmu watched blankly as the white horse's two-petaled buttocks twisted forward, and looked at the sunset hanging in front of him, and suddenly pulled the carriage to a halt with a sudden sound.

The car stopped, and the rhythm of walking was destroyed.

"Why did you stop?" asked the man in the car.

Yuanmu said dumbfoundedly: "Senior brother is lost." ”

"I know. ”

Yuan Mu was not surprised, of course, he found out that the senior brother was lost, how could the man in the carriage, who was one of the most powerful people in the continent, not find out?

"But ......"

"Keep walking. ”

"Don't you have to wait?" Enki hesitated, although he didn't like the guy who was a little stupid, but he still ate his cake.

"You can choose to wait. ”

When Yuanmu heard this, his body trembled, he sat upright, and said, "Drive." ”

The car continued to move forward, but Yuanmu was already confused, he didn't know where the long-winded senior brother had been lost, in fact, his character was not good, it could even be said to be bad, he didn't have any friendship with the senior brother, but, without his neurotic concern, Yuanmu always felt that something was missing.

As the distance from Qingzhou City got closer and closer, and the sky was getting darker and darker, Yuan Mu found that at this speed, he really just entered the city before closing the city gate.

Qingzhou City is a big city, there are many business travelers, whenever the city gate is closed at night, there will always be a long and short queue, there are always some people who like to be late.

Yuanmu subconsciously slowed down his march, but he still had to start entering the city, he couldn't help but think, it seems that the senior brother can't get in, but if he chases after him, it is estimated that it will not be very troublesome, and if he wants to enter the city to find a suitable opportunity to climb over the city wall, but after all, this is not the right way.

Just as he was thinking nonsense, he suddenly heard a panting sound from behind him.

Yuanmu turned his head to see that a young monk was panting, his bald head was covered with sweat droplets, and he was running quickly in cloth shoes, it was really strange, he was quite far away when he first saw him, the second glance was much closer, and the third glance was already close.

Others turned a blind eye to it.

"Ahh

But tired to tired, Yuanmu can still see that he is very happy.

"Where have you been?" Yuanmu frowned, his tone couldn't help but bring a little anger, I don't know why, obviously Yuanmu is much younger than this monk, but the two of them always feel that Yuanmu is older.

"Ah, junior brother, I didn't go anywhere, I just stopped where I parked. ”

"What are you doing there?"

The young monk rejoiced, "Of course it's to see the mountain!"

"Look at the mountains?" Yuanmu was stunned and surprised.

Without waiting for him to ask again, the monk patted the board of the carriage and said excitedly, "Master, I have seen people on the mountain!"

"Yes, that's good. The voice of the thousand seats in the car was neither happy nor sad, paused, and said: "Go into the city, rest early, and you have to hurry tomorrow." ”

The psychic horse took a step, twisting his two white buttocks, and the wheels of the car made a slight noise again.