The trail fell into the clouds.

Clearing the clouds and mist, there are inky mountains and rivers all around, surrounded by dry and wet flowers and plants, and the pond in front of you is flooded with black and white water waves. In the distance, the mountains blend and intersect, and the whole world is like an ink painting permeated by wetness.

The trail seems to have been here, but it is extremely unfamiliar, the trail steps on the black and white pond, and the toes step on the water, stirring up black ripples.

All the way to the middle of the pond, the trail stopped, and suddenly a ball of ink rose, and then "popped" and scattered. The ink filaments are separated and intertwined to form an ink-colored pavilion. There was a black and white old man in the pavilion, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Xiaodao walked in front of the old man and sat down: "Old man, you said that in the end, how can it be counted." The rivers and lakes are famous, famous, or seek to be added? ”

The old man smiled: "I have a close friend, who said, I have a big tree, which people call it." Its large capital is swollen but not in the rope ink, its twigs are curled but not in the rules, and the craftsmen ignore it. The words of this son are big and useless, and everyone will go together. ”

He laughed at the old man and said that I was just talented, like a big tree in the sky. It's a pity that the branches are tortuous, and they can't be used as beams. It's a pity. ”

The old man touched his beard and said slowly: "However, the sacrificial pigs and sheep are all intact. Towering wood, cut down, used as beams and columns. But it is as light as water, so that it can last forever. ”

Xiaodao rolled his eyes, "Tsk............ Old man, why do you learn all kinds of skills? Or do you regret it? Think people should be stupid, it's useless, right? ”

"Hahaha Every grass and tree is a living being, how can it be measured whether it is useful or not? The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Useless talents are great talents. ”

"But old man, I'm not teaching you to do nothing. A thousand miles of Peng, migrated to the South Underworld. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. The little bird laughed and said, "Why are you flying so high, flying a little lower every day?" Hahahaha, you see, if you don't learn and don't have skills, the realm will be the same as a bird, small and stubborn. ”

Xiaodao thought for a while and said, "No, old man, you are fooling me, we are the primate of all things." Our success or failure is to be judged, is it still the same as birds and beasts? You see Dayu controlling the water, famous through the ages. There are not a few talented hermits, can it be said that those people can be compared with Dayu and the like? ”

"Besides," Xiaodao rolled his eyes, "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and the temple is full of your statues." ”

"Hahaha little hairy thief, little hairy thief, I was a grass citizen when I was alive, but I don't feel weaker than a saint."

"That'...... I'll ...... that old man. Join the WTO and mix silver two, and enjoy your old age in peace? ”

"Don't ask me, Yanque asks Kunpeng But Napeng can't fly until he rides the wind. If you want to think of the end, you must take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the debate of the six qi to swim endlessly. Your way will not be known until you walk yourself, I have spoken. If you don't believe it, you and I may not have the same way. It's very ......."

"............" Xiaodao squinted and pouted. If you get it, you will be annoyed by the truth, and you will not be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. ”

"Hahaha, go boy, you'll be back. I'll be waiting for you when the time comes. ”

"Hey, good old man! I'll be with you after that! ”

As soon as Xiaodao opened his eyes, it was already three poles in the sun. Xiaodao rolled over, scratched his buttocks, and fell asleep.