This sleep.

Sun Li slept very comfortably, and when he opened his eyes, there was bright sunshine outside the window.

He sat up and stretched.

Looking sideways, Liaoyuan Jian was lying there quietly, which made Sun Li feel very relieved.

He got up, dressed and walked out of the room, and then walked slowly down the inn.

In the main room of the inn, there were several diners eating breakfast, and Sun Li vaguely heard them seem to be discussing something.

But it was too far away for him to hear it really, only vaguely hearing a few words such as hanging mountains in the sky, fighting, and blood everywhere on the street.

He felt a little strange about this, and his heart was also full of worry, and he raised his eyes to look around the inn, but he didn't see Chu Qingxiao and the others.

When I was worried.

"Senpai, are you awake?" A voice came from behind him.

Sun Li looked back and saw Chu Qingxiao standing behind him, holding a food box in his hand, looking at him.

"Yesterday......" he asked subconsciously.

At this time, Chu Qingxiao put the food box in his hand on the wooden table next to him, and said with a smile while taking out the things inside.

"Yesterday, my seniors drank too much, but there was no mung bean porridge to buy in this store, so I went outside on the street and bought a bowl for my seniors."

"Seniors drank it while it was hot, and when my father was drunk, he liked to drink a bowl of mung bean porridge the most."

Sun Li looked at the hot rice porridge and steamed buns on the table, and then at the smiling young man, and his heart was a little moved.

But he was more worried, he looked at it carefully, and didn't see any injuries on the other party's body.

Chu Qingxiao seemed a little strange about Sun Li's gaze, he looked at his shirt suspiciously, and asked, "Senior, is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Sun Li was silent, and looked outside the inn, there were people coming and going, the streets were spotless, and it seemed to be a little cleaner than yesterday.

At the door of the inn, Chu Zhaozhao and the others were leading the carriage, chatting there, speaking easily and smiling, and they couldn't see anything unusual.

"Last night......" Sun Li was still a little confused.

"Did you sleep comfortably last night?"

"Then we went to the place where we stayed today, and we must find a better inn for our seniors." Chu Qingxiao said with a smile.

Seeing this, Sun Li really couldn't see any difference, he finally put his mind at ease, his heart was probably just a disciple of Tianhang Mountain who had a conflict with someone somewhere, and he was a little too nervous.

Thinking of this, he nodded, finally sat down, picked up the rice porridge and drank it in a big gulp.

The sweetness of rice porridge and the aroma of mung beans slid over his taste buds, and he felt refreshed.

The bright sunlight outside the window shone in and reflected on his cheeks.

He felt the warmth and looked up at the window.

The blue sky and white jade, the crowd is bustling, and it is beautiful.

"How nice." He muttered to himself.

……

The next few days were surprisingly smooth.

The people of Liuhuan Peak did not appear again.

Out of Baihe Town, and then go east, it is Quzhou.

Quzhou belongs to the Eastern Abyss Realm.

Dayu world, with the law of the state, divide the world.

Under the territory is the state, and under the state is the county.

For example, Cangzhou, where Tianhang Mountain is located, and Duzhou, where Wuling City is located, plus the two states of Qihuan, a total of four states, is the southern border.

The entire eastern realm is too vast, and it is divided into three realms: Dongyuan, Dongchong, and Dongning, and there are three to five states in each realm.

Those who shepherd the world are called the Son of Heaven.

Those who shepherd a realm are called the realm of perseverance.

Those who pasture a state are called state pastors.

According to legend, the Nangong family, who is in charge of Cangzhou, is very likely to be the next candidate for the southern border.

This is also the reason why even Tianhang Mountain, which is known as the head of the Sword Sect in the world, has the intention of currying favor to the Nangong family.

But that's all for later.

After entering Quzhou, there are obviously more mountains, and the roads are far from being as smooth as those in Duzhou and Cangzhou.

The mountains of the Dongyuan Realm are vertical and horizontal, probably because of this rugged and changeable terrain, so that the winding and turbulent river scenery of the Jiuqu River can be formed.

All the way.

Chu Qingxiao and the others left Baihe Town and went to Xishui City.

I tasted the white creek wine in the city of streams.

There, Chu Qingxiao, Sun Li and Meng Ziliang were very drunk.

This is the first time in Chu Qingxiao's life that he has drunk so much wine.

White Creek wine is not good.

Although he is famous, when he enters it, Chu Qingxiao still feels spicy.

It seems that there is no good wine in this world.

But he drank cup after cup.

He suddenly understood why his uncle liked to drink so much.

When the three rounds of drinking are over, and your head is groggy, you don't have the heart to think about so many things anymore.

You'll just drink and giggle.

You just want this wine to go on like this.

That way, the things you don't want to face never seem to come.

However, after sobering up.

The things that should have come came as scheduled.

Sun Li's physical condition began to deteriorate, and when he woke up the next day, he coughed violently, Chu Qingxiao could see it, and the old man secretly wiped the blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth, and then continued to talk and laugh with everyone.

Just like the attitude of everyone who is unwilling to let him know, the sky hangs on the mountain.

He didn't seem willing to spoil the lively and joyful atmosphere of the trip......

Chu Qingxiao tacitly acknowledged this.

He understood that alcohol was harmful to Sun Li.

But in the same way, for a person who is about to die, the most important thing is to live the few days he wants to live.

Then everyone marched all the way east to Dashan Town.

This town, which is already three hundred miles away from Tianhang Mountain, has a tiger head mountain.

The mountain is gentle, but the view from the top of the mountain is superb.

Especially in the evening, when the sunset and the sunset meet, the scene is beautiful.

Chu Qingxiao and others deliberately took Sun Li to climb Hutou Mountain once.

The first half of the trail is fairly easy to walk, with horse-drawn carriages to walk around, but as you approach the summit, the road becomes rough.

Sun Li climbed for half an hour, then panted, bent over, and held on to the rock with one hand and gasped for breath.

He ages quickly.

However, in just a few days, it has changed from the fairy wind bone when I first saw it, and still a little old and strong, to the posture of the dying old man now.

Chu Qingxiao saw it in his eyes, and it was not a taste in his heart.

He had the heart to help, but was stopped by Meng Ziliang on the side.

He said, "The way of a swordsman must be walked by himself." ”

Chu Qingxiao didn't quite understand, and Song Qingqing was even more angry, but Sun Li did walk up on his own as Meng Ziliang said.

It's slow, it's trembling.

But after all, we reached the top of the mountain before sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the old man's face, and he looked at it in a daze, his cloudy eyes reflecting the beautiful scenery.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

Maybe it's for the life that is about to pass away.

Maybe it's for the goodbye that you don't want to say.

Or maybe it's just because of the beautiful scenery in front of you.

Chu Qingxiao didn't ask, just sat beside him silently.

Until the sunset sinks into the mountain pass, until the glow is gone.

It's too late to do that.

It was dark and it was not convenient to go down the mountain.

There is a Taoist temple on the mountain.

It's not big, but it's not small either.

There are several elderly Taoist priests living in the temple, who have no cultivation, but they have excellent hearts and intestines, and they are specially taken in.

I don't know if it's due to interest.

Sun Li chatted with the eldest Taoist priest.

He asked the Taoist, "Why do you want to cultivate, but why don't you cultivate at all?" ”

The Taoist priest said that when he was young, he read a Taoist book called "Ask".

There's nothing substantive in it, just quirky questions.

He listed a few.

Why do people live, and why do they die?

Why does the sun rise in the east and why does it set in the west?

Is the sun rising in the east today the sun setting in the west yesterday?

Does the sun that rises every day die at sunset, or does the same sun rise the next day?

Why do plants and trees die in winter, and what brings them back to life?

Is there only one world, or is there an infinite number of worlds beyond the world?

When we look down at the ants, is there someone looking at us like an ant?

He said he wanted to get to the bottom of the questions.

He felt that these questions were close to the Tao, and when he figured them out, his Tao would be completed, and there would be no need to practice, or in his opinion, the pursuit of these questions itself was cultivation.

Sun Li found it interesting and asked him again, "Have you figured out the answers to these questions?" ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head, and he took out the rubbings of the Taoist book called "Ask", which was full of various annotations after each question.

That's the answer he's been looking for, and each one has a point, but each one doesn't have to be an absolute truth.

Apparently, he did not find the answer.

"Don't you feel sorry that you've lived like this for the rest of your life?" Sun Li asked him a little strangely.

The old Taoist priest said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Seek the Tao, seek the Tao." ”

"Stick together, for the rest of your life, although you can't, you have no regrets."

Sun Li muttered the words of the old Taoist priest.

His eyes suddenly brightened.

It was then that he unraveled the last confusion.

He respectfully bowed to the old Taoist priest, and repeated the sentence in his mouth: "Hold one, for the rest of your life, although you can't, you have no regrets." ”

And that night, he slept very soundly......