So the daily life on this famous peak is a clay occasion, something is called over by a woman, and nothing is hung up. A little boy carries a monument up and down the mountain every day, and is sometimes pulled under the waterfall and locked up.

Although Ye Hansheng and Ling Qi would scold this woman with a pen and paper in the ring every night, the two of them actually knew that this seemingly punishment-like training would greatly improve the two of them, not to mention Ling Qi, who couldn't see the effect now. In the past three months, Ye Hansheng has gone from the so-called killing of a cow to now running around carrying tens of thousands of catties of mountains and rivers, and it was only at this time that the woman nodded to indicate that Ye Hansheng's training had entered the next stage.

The woman's face was still cold when she walked over, but looking at Ye Hansheng, who was tired and still stood up, her face softened. She glanced at the clay puppet that didn't dare to move again, and then slowly spoke: "Ye Hansheng, do you know how the realm of cultivating immortals is divided?" ”

Ye Hansheng looked at the stunning peak master in front of him, and replied calmly: "Forging the foundation and then becoming qi, only after coming out of the dust can you enter the Dao, you don't know the calamity when you look at the world, and the rest is not very clear." ”

The woman raised her hand, and a chess table appeared between the two, and then reached out and dropped a sunspot. At the woman's signal, Ye Hansheng sat opposite and followed with Baizi. The woman's hand didn't stop, she looked at Ling Qi, who was still pretending to be dead in the corner, and sighed: "You are talking about the realm before the Immortal Gate, and only when you enter the Immortal Gate can you be considered a real immortal." That's why your Mr. Purple doesn't say his name, the name of the immortal is unspeakable. Your emperor is wise, and he gives him a false title with the breath of the Son of Heaven. Otherwise, I don't even know how that sloppy ghost got into the world. ”

It was only at this time that Ling Qi and the others understood why this woman didn't mention her name. Looking at the peak master who raised his eyes to look at him after having a son, Ye Hansheng hurriedly followed a son and asked, "What is the Immortal Gate?" ”

The woman raised her eyes to look at the curious little boy, raised her hand and replied, "It's just a false dream." The immortal gate is too far away from you, not to mention that even if you enter the immortal gate, you can't change your life against the sky. Looking at the two people who were still calm on the other side, the woman raised her hand and pointed out in the air, the scene around her changed, and a towering mountain peak appeared behind her, looking at the two people in front of her who were slightly stunned, and said calmly: "If cultivating immortals is a mountaineering, then the immortal gate is the peak of this mountain." If you go up further, it's ......" The woman pointed out again, and the mountain disappeared as if nothing had happened.

"Didn't that sister go up again?" Ling Qi looked at the woman's methods, and suddenly wondered what kind of realm she was.

When the woman heard this, she sat in front of the chessboard for a long time, until a birdsong woke her up, and she replied with a sigh: "I was walking up with the little bastard for a while, and I walked a little slower, and I didn't catch up until the little bastard crossed the catastrophe." It's been a long time since I said this. ”

Ling Qi and the others didn't know what to say, and finally under the signal of Ling Qi's eyes, Ye Hansheng dropped a son on the chessboard. The woman looked at the chessboard, suddenly laughed, followed by a son, and then whispered to the little boy in front of her, "Do you not believe it? ”

Ye Hansheng looked at the woman's face, calmed down a little, and then the woman's sunspot glanced down, raised his head and said, "It's not that I don't believe it, I just don't want to believe it." ”

The woman looked at the little boy as if she saw the young man who had been picked up by herself, and he said the same thing that year. She smiled, reached out and touched Ye Hansheng's head, and then smiled and gave the little boy a violent shudder. Looking at Ye Hansheng, who was touching his head, the woman said: "Seeing you like this, I get angry, you go out and run around the sect ten times, if you don't come back before dark......" The woman lifted the clay puppet watching the play next to her and hung it on the tree, and said slowly: "This is your example." ”

Ling Qi looked at Ye Hansheng, who was running fast, and secretly scolded a traitor in his heart, then looked at the woman with a smile on his face behind him, and said cautiously: "Sister, I didn't mess with you again." Do you want to raise your noble hand and let me down? ”

The woman looked at the clay puppet hanging from the tree, reached out and took out an apple and stuffed it into his mouth. Looking at Ling Qi, who couldn't say anything, he said with a smile: "You just hang it slowly." ”

Looking at this moody woman, Ling Qi dared to be angry in his heart, but could only whine in pain. The woman handed a letter to the bird she had called earlier, and then she carefully took out the radish from her bosom and pinched it, then looked up into the distance and sighed.

Ye Hansheng didn't run back before dark in the end, and without waiting for the woman to make a move, he took out a rope and skillfully hung himself on the tree. Ling Qi wanted to laugh a little, and looked at the woman standing next to him and put away her expression again. The woman walked over and looked at the two people on the tree, and said calmly to Ye Hansheng: "Qin Haoren asked me, this time there is a famous peak ginseng who will not participate in the rookie competition, and I will help you go back." It will take time for your current foundation to settle down, so participating in the rookie competition will only be self-defeating. ”

"Okay, Peak Master." Ye Hansheng didn't have any emotions, during this time, he did feel that the realm was a little vain, and it was the peak master who helped him suppress the realm.

Ling Qi didn't quite understand, shouldn't this situation encourage his own apprentices to compete for the first place, this made Ye Hansheng lose a chance to fight for no reason, what does this woman want to do?

Listening to the whining clay puppet next to her, the woman frowned, took the apple from Ling Qi's mouth with a tap of her index finger, and asked, "Why, do you guys over there like to participate in the competition so much?" ”

Ling Qi's heart turned, and he didn't care about the reason why he didn't let Ye Han live, he just asked curiously, "Was that little bastard on your mouth very aggressive back then?" ”

The woman held her forehead and replied helplessly: "Little bastard, he talks about what kind of battle can make progress, and he likes to have fun in any game." As if thinking of something, the woman gritted her silver teeth and scolded: "Then the princess of the family competed to recruit relatives, and he also went to join in the fun, asking him to admit defeat and say that a serious game is the respect for the opponent, and in the end, if the old lady didn't run to grab the kiss, he really planned to marry the little princess......"

Ling Qi's heart is galloping, this fellow's life is really colorful! Everyone is a time-traveler, did I get the script wrong? Ye Hansheng didn't notice the relationship, he just listened to the story, and asked in his habit; "And the little princess?"

The woman looked at Ye Hansheng hanging from the tree, took out a broken sword from the storage bag, and replied with a sigh; "That year the little girl went to war, and after a long time her attendants came to me and brought me this broken sword. All dead, all dead......" He said and took out a jug of wine from nowhere, took a sip and walked into the house. The figure in the moonlight looked so lonely.

Ling Qi and the others were silent for a long time, looked at each other, and sighed again. Ling Qi said to Ye Hansheng; "That's what I'm talking about, a story is a story after all."

"Brother Ling, I know, so I don't want to believe it." Ye Hansheng looked into the distance and replied word by word.

"If you don't want to, you don't want to, so hurry down and put me down." Ling Qi didn't want to dwell on that heavy topic, so he quickly diverted the topic.

"Oh."

The two came down from the tree and simply sat under the tree to admire the moon. After watching for a while, Ling Qi leaned against the tree and fell asleep, while Ye Hansheng smiled and carried the clay puppet back to the house and put it on the bed, and then walked to the courtyard again and picked up the stele and went down the mountain to run laps.

Three months later, Ling Qi looked at Ye Hansheng, who was still walking like a fly, carrying the mountains and rivers, and only felt incredible. You must know that the little boy's physique before going up the mountain is not as good as his fiancée, and it has only been half a year, isn't this really a body with golden blood?

Ye Hansheng put down the ding, looked at the woman who was still playing chess, bowed and saluted, and said, "Peak Master, my forging foundation has been completed." ”

The woman looked up for a moment, then at the chess game, and raised her hand to drop a white piece. Only then did he raise his head and look at the little boy and nodded, "This is what the Dao Spirit Body should look like." I'm going to give you two options......"

"No need, Peak Lord, you know I won't choose." The woman looked at the stubborn little boy with her eyes, sighed in her heart, and then looked at the chessboard in front of her, and laughed a few times.

The woman took out a booklet from the storage bag and threw it to Ye Hansheng: "Okay, you can take this sword trick and learn it." ”

"Thank you, Peak Master."

Ye Hansheng took the booklet, just glanced at it a few times, and then sat motionless in the courtyard. Ling Qi looked at the anxious little boy and laughed a few times. Turning his head to meet the woman's eyes, he took a few steps back in fright, worried that the woman was going to play tricks on herself again, so he simply shouted: "Sister, I didn't mess with you." If you get bored, I'll go. ”

The woman withdrew her gaze, looked at the clay puppet in front of her, and suddenly asked; "Do I look good in the eyes of you strangers?"

"Huh?" Ling Qi was stunned by this endless question.

The woman sighed, got up and went back to the house.

Ling Qi was still scratching his head there, not knowing what kind of wind this woman was smoking.

At night, Ye Hansheng woke up, looked at the booklet in his hand, and bowed to the room. Ling Qi said next to him that you are hypocritical, and Ye Hansheng just smiled.

In the following days, Ye Hansheng would look at the sword trick for a few hours, while Ling Qi would be idle and talk about playing chess with women. And when Ling Qi's five sons announced their victory, the woman looked at the clay puppet in front of her for a long time, and then smiled and hung the clay puppet under the tree when Ling Qi said, "Come back to your senses".

And when Ling Qi said the next day, "You have to learn to be flexible, backgammon is not chess", the woman looked at the clay puppet in a daze, and only looked at Ling Qi hairy and got up and slipped away.

The woman spent more and more time looking at the clay puppet, and this gaze made Ling Qi uncomfortable. He had avoided Ye Hansheng before, but later he became more and more open-minded, which made the little boy a little overwhelmed and asked Brother Ling what happened.

Finally, Ling Qi couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the chessboard heavily under the woman's gaze, and shouted loudly: "If you look at the shadow and pinch one by yourself, you see what I'm called!" I'm not him! ”

The woman was a little lost, looked down at the chessboard that had been messed up, and was silent for a long time before saying, "You are really not him." ”