Wake up, lying on an old wooden bed, with cyan clothes next to him. Fan Xi couldn't remember how he got here yesterday, but in his mind, the words of those two Taoists were vaguely echoed, and there was a handsome smiling face. Fan Xi knew in his heart that maybe from now on, he would never be able to go back to the past with the little fox.

In that case, let's start today. Cleansing enlightenment, self-cultivation. I have a house and I live alone. Facing Xunyang, spring flowers are blooming. Fan Xi jumped up from the bed, he tried to forget all about yesterday, even if it was just to deceive himself. Put on your clothes, take the broom, and walk out the door.

When he got outside, he realized that although it was a heavy place, there was no one here. It's good to be happy and pure. Not far from the place where I lived, it was the place where the scriptures were collected. After arriving at the courtyard, Fan Xi found that the door of the building with "Creation Merit" written on it was locked. All I have to clean is the yard in front of the door. He let out a long breath, what an easy job. Although this yard is also a hundred zhang long and wide, it is a coincidence that a pond occupies half of it, so this errand is really simple.

In less than half an hour, the cleaning was completed. He sat on the edge of the pond and kept splashing water on his face. At this moment, he found his own reflection in the water, a gray-haired teenager. Shaking his head helplessly, he stood up and grabbed the broom and was about to leave.

"Hey, what's written on that?" It seems that on a smooth stone in the middle of the pond, a piece of writing was found. Leaned over and took a look, yes, it was Cangjie characters.

"Three thousand years ago, he became enlightened here. Wash the sword with water, and become a saint. -- Qiankunzi. ”

Fan Xi was shocked, he became enlightened here three thousand years ago, which means that this inscription is at least three thousand years. No, the great god of Cangjie has only created the word for 1,500 years, that is, this word has been engraved for 3,000 to 4,500 years. Who is this Qiankunzi? Could it be that he is the patriarch of the founding school? Since there are predecessors who have enlightened the Tao here, they are idle anyway, and I will try to see if I can realize the Tao. Closing his eyes, he thought of the words of the Earth Jingzi and the Human Jingzi, then he thought of the little fox, and then he thought of Xuanyuan Xiaochen. In short, you just can't calm down.

"If the little fox is here, it must be hungry at this time, right?" he smiled unconsciously, and then thought of something and said, "Will the little fox be hungry?" quickly stood up, just took two steps and shook his head and said, "Look at my memory." The sage promised the little fox that he would not be hungry. The next moment, he pressed the broom heavily on his left arm, then closed his eyes with a smile on his face. In the past, every time I slept, the little raccoon always pressed on my left arm, but now I am a little used to it.

"Hey, love is the most difficult. There was an old sigh, whispering from a corner.

"Brother Xi, the little fox has come to see you. A cheerful voice came, Fan Xi raised her head, this girl is always so heartless. The next moment, the little fox leaned on Fan Xi's shoulder and smiled happily: "I like Brother Xi's shoulder the most, it's comfortable." Fan Xi looked at her with a smile on his face, the little fox was wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Three Holy Mountains with the word "human" today, dressed in white, and was incredibly beautiful, just like a fairy. Perhaps, she should be like this, Fan Xi thought to herself. And so it was dusk.

"Little fox, look" Fan Xi pointed to the burning clouds in the sky, and before he finished speaking, he was picked up by the little fox: "Brother Xi, it's not early, I'm leaving." I'll see you tomorrow. ”

Fan Xi nodded and watched her leave with a smile. The next moment, the little fox who kept fanning his wings flew back and said with a smile: "By the way, I had a fight with that Xuanyuan Xiaochen today, he was quite powerful, but I cleaned it up." Brother Xi, isn't it very resentful. Then she left at the speed of light, but she didn't come to see Fan Xi in a hurry, his slightly dull gaze, and his clenched fists.

It's just that after a fight, what do you think? Fan Xi slapped himself hard: "What are you, you are a descendant of the Yellow Emperor." You're just a piece of trash. He muttered to himself, and laughed.

"Young man, don't be trapped by love. In the nameless corner, the old voice sighed softly again.

There was an evening breeze, blowing down a leaf of maple and floating on Fan Xi's body. He picked up the leaf, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently. This voice is faint and quiet. This voice is neither humble nor arrogant. This voice is like a complaint. The voice fluttered away. Scattered into the spring breeze, full of sunshine for a while. Passers-by seem to look up at this moment. Who is stirring up grievances?

The sun sets, with a golden sheen, sprinkled on the gray hair. The beauty of loneliness is destined to be shared.

"Oh, "Returning"?" The old voice muttered softly: "Okay, good, good and teachable." Young whitehead, you must also be a person with a story. ”

After playing for a long time, Fan Xi put away the maple leaves and said softly: "The tune taught by the master really made me calm down a lot." I was originally a small ordinary person in the village, and I shouldn't complain. Maybe the place they want to go to is different from mine. I just have to keep doing my best. ”

Your Tao is my Tao, and he asked himself, "What is the Tao? What is the Tao? The wind is not the Tao, the wind is just the Tao." Is it true that rain is also the Tao? Is the Tao all things? The Tao is something that can be said, but I can't explain it easily. If the Tao is all things, then there is the Tao and it is the beginning of all things in heaven and earth. Then the Tao is the time when heaven and earth produce all things and produce Tao. Maybe when there is no way, I can see the origin of the Tao, and when there is the Tao, I can see the subtlety of the Tao."

He muttered as he turned away, slowly disappearing into a pair of eyes full of surprise.