In the endless dream of the sleeping king, in an ordinary town at the foot of a certain mountain in this year's sleeping country, a poor carpenter finished from the town, and went to the dirty wine shop on the street to ask for a pot of rice wine, fried peanuts wrapped in oil paper for two small coins, hummed a song without a tune, and walked home slowly. The dark-skinned man with frosty white sideburns pushed his shoulders open the old door, and then he heard a voice full of doubt and surprise behind him.

"Daddy?"

The poor carpenter suddenly turned his head and saw the young man, who was as dark and emaciated as himself, looking at him in disbelief.

The flask in the man's hand didn't seem to want to watch the next scene, so he willfully sneaked away from the man's calloused hand. Rushed to the ground, then shattered and splashed all over the ground.

Xu Ying looked at this familiar door in a daze, and the man who had thought about him for countless days and nights, and then the young man touched his head with his right hand with a broken finger, and on that clear smile, two lines of tears flowed down at some point.

……

"I've given you ten days, and I'm about to pay the rent today, our fireworks cave alley, money is the law of heaven, and money is the law! I'm not doing good deeds, you're going to be twelve this year, your mother who was a prostitute died last year, and I think the second stunned person who didn't hesitate also left you and ran away, what should you do with a person from this little girl's family? If you really want to die in my house, I'm so bad! In this way, you will go back to the Qinglou with me today, and then I will send a few girls to train hard, and let you sell a flower bud, which will be worth the rent for half a year, and in the future, you will be like your mother who has been a prostitute all your life, and you can be a prostitute with peace of mind, and you can ......have something to eat."

The old woman had no chance to speak, for she found a sword piercing her throat from behind, and her eyes widened as she watched the poor girl huddle in front of her, and as the sword was drawn sharply, she fell backwards.

Then the poor girl could not help but scream, but soon all the horror and trepidation on her dusty face vanished at the sight of the young man with the sword.

"Brother!"

Tang Weizi, who was covered with wounds and dust, was silent, just silently hugged the girl who threw herself into his arms, and the girl finally couldn't help but feel wronged.

She was in the arms of the best brother in the world, and she cried loudly.

……

On a bumpy mountain road somewhere away from the mountain plain, Xu Cunyi, the master of the Fortune Dart Bureau, rode the sturdy horse and looked at the mountains in front of him with a grim face. Behind him, the group of brothers who had followed him were now sitting on their horses, but their eyes were firmly closed. For some reason, there were a few more wounds on his body, and the placket of his clothes had been dyed a dull red.

The sturdy bearded man sighed silently, he was now going to deviate from the original dart path set by the master, and alone led this group of men and horses to a nearby place called Bailu Mountain, to meet a group of madmen whom he hated very much. Then, according to the agreement with the lantern shaker in the dream, he went to hand over the dart he had taken down.

The dart master walked the dart and presented the object with both hands......

He didn't know what the goods were in the five boxes of carriages, and he never sent anyone to open them. But before he set off, he knew that this dart must be dangerous, and it was three hundred taels of gold, three hundred taels of gold! It's not silver yet! As long as the dart is finished, the brothers of the dart team will wash their hands together, and the brothers will find a rich countryside together and buy a spacious village, so that they will no longer have to go to the knife to beg for a living in this life.

Thinking of this, Xu Cunyi's weathered old face smiled disapprovingly.

Damn, it's okay to smash the signboard, it's a big deal to go back to the mountains.

As long as he can save these, he will never let go of any of them in his life, his own brothers, his family. The martial artist who fell into the grass in the first half of his life and lived by walking darts in the second half of his life knew in his heart that even if he confessed his old life, he could not let his group of brothers and those children who had just met dream in the dream of the Tai Sui old man in a daze, and ended up as a dehydrated and dried corpse. Thinking that even the fat monk who seemed to have magical powers from an unknown origin slept soundly, and his fat face didn't know what to dream about, and occasionally showed some disgusting smiles, the man couldn't help but scold his mother, what bullshit three religions, Taoist monks, and the catastrophe is not all unreliable! There is also the group of Confucian scholars, damn it, the hearts of readers are the dirtiest, and how many Confucian nerds have been encountered after walking all their lives? …… It seems that there are a lot of them, but his mother is a dead student, and he is all a nerd who travels to study.

What is the Eastern Zhou Dynasty in the mountains of books, the seventy-two academies in the four seas, and the mother finally went to the courts of various countries to be some high-ranking officials?

And between the sound of horses' hooves and the crisp bird's cry in his ears, the man remembered in a trance one day many years ago, the scene where the leading brother he had admired all his life died in front of his eyes.

Green mountains and green waters, narrow roads and long roads. The man looked up at the dazzling sun, squinted and muttered something, and only when he listened carefully did he realize that it was some extremely vicious country swearing.

In the end, I heard the man whispering to himself: "What three religions and nine streams, what a high heaven and a wandering god, it's all fucking bullshit, I'm bah!" ”

……

In a dim and damp cavern.

Hongjiang's words fell on the young man's ears, clear but untrue.

Zhang stayed up all night and didn't answer, but asked, "If that wisp of sword qi is really a certain Venerable Dependent, then your Heavenly Supervisor won't come to trouble me?" ”

"Absolutely." Hong Jiang said crisply, "But I won't, and if I don't say it, how will the Heavenly Supervisor know?" ”

"Zhang stayed up late, you have been living between life and death in the past few years, and you have thought too much about everything, I don't know how many countries and how many people are in the world, and Confucianism and Confucianism are not immortals, where can I find out? Moreover, the owner of the tomb you met, whether it is a dependent of a certain high heaven is still just a possibility, as for what innate sword qi, most of it is to tease you, how can there be any innate sword qi and acquired sword qi? You were opened and broken by the wild cultivator who raised you, and you can still heal yourself, what kind of thing can sword qi do? Do you really believe it? ”

The young man was a little embarrassed when he said, "I'm not a mountain man like you, I don't know how to cultivate, how can I know this when I am mortal in the flesh!" ”

"That's right, so I asked if you want to practice? If you really Danchi Shentai are soaked in the evil spirit and death of the soldiers, it is true that you can't live for a few years, Danchi is the main vitality, Shentai cultivates supernatural powers, and people are the chief of all things, so this is different. ”

"As long as you can survive, what can't you learn and what can't you do?"

Hong Jiang smiled and said: "This is a lot of reason, I will pass on to you a beginner's method of the Heavenly Prison Division, you listen to it......"

In the next hour, the young man honestly memorized the 100-word formula, he asked the name of the method, and the girl said that it was just an introductory method to attract qi into the Dan Pond and affect the Shentai, and it was not a treasure without a name. Zhang stayed up all night and listened to it a little disappointed, but under the girl's explanation and guidance, he understood the meaning of the Xuan and Xuan words, and sat cross-legged to sense the Danchi and Shentai in his body.

There was no day or night in the underground cavern of the Lamp Shaking Sect Altar, and I don't know how many hours had passed, the young man exhaled, his eyes opened, and an indescribable look crossed through those dark eyes.

I have to say that the people on the mountain and the vulgar people are really like a moat. Under the detailed teaching of the girl Hongjiang, he practiced according to this short practice mantra of a few hundred words, which really affected the Danchi and Shentai. I am afraid that any ordinary person who has read and read can recognize this method, but if it is not for the guidance and explanation of the monk, he will really not be able to grasp the obscure and abstract meaning in it, so as to correctly affect his own body. In a few hours, however, his five senses seemed to be faintly sharper, and the world in which he lived seemed to him to have an indescribable clarity that seemed to become more real, and he could not describe this mystery. But when He Hongjiang explained, the girl praised very much, "Yes, you are already getting started, but in fact, you should also be able to find that as long as there is a monk's guidance, it is not difficult to get started." ”

Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Then why are there so few monks in this world?" I have lived for more than ten years, and I have never been in contact with these mountain people and mountain affairs before this. ”

The girl was silent for a moment, "Do you think that if you are the Emperor of Chaoge, who has been in the world for more than 2,000 years, or the two kings of civil and martial arts, or the big man in the three sects, it is better for you to be in a world where everyone practices and practices supernatural powers, or is it better to be in a world where all living beings are now in just a few decades?" ”

Zhang stayed up late and instantly realized the meaning of the girl. I didn't know what to say for a while, and my heart was full of emotion.

At this time, just like the black qi that he glimpsed when he looked at Xu Ying in the pit tunnel at the beginning, Zhang could already "see" the black dead qi in the Dan Pool in his abdomen and the inner Shentai in his head, which were constantly soaking into these two secret mysteries in the human body.

In addition, he observed the chaotic and unknown sword qi in his body, or it would be more appropriate to call it breath. At this moment, Zhang Dang Ye, who had really stepped into the path of cultivation, stayed up all night to feel more and more that in that tomb, the young man who was full of interesting and boring mouths was a fucking bastard, and what was even more odious was that he was young and ignorant, and he really regarded that crooked and chaotic aura as sword qi.

I don't know why I feel an inexplicable sense of shame.

The girl's voice came from the side.

"Now try to pull that 'sword qi' in your body."

Zhang stayed up all night and stretched out his hand, facing the unbreakable rock wall in front of him, the chaotic aura in his body gathered from his body to his fingertips, slowly appearing in the air, distorting the space around his fingertips into slow fluctuations under the young man's gaze, like a transparent ripple.

He took a deep breath and pointed lightly at the stone wall, moving with his mind.

That slow and chaotic aura turned into a terrifying force in an instant, and with a huge shock, the stone shattered. The boy quickly closed his eyes and subconsciously turned sideways to prevent being injured by the blasted rubble, but he didn't realize that countless fine stones flew on his body and were turned into powder by the imperceptible ripples around him.

When Zhang stayed up all night and opened his eyes again, he saw the broken prism all over the ground, and the young girl in red, with her hands around her, and a smile on the girl's fair and moving face, looking at him silently.

It's so beautiful.

It was the only thought he had at the time.