The Bodhisattva expresses Zhen Huan, and heals the family over the years. Yu Gu is under the Qingjiang River, how many red dust and tears in the world. The green mountains look at the Weishui, and pity the countless mountains. The green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows eastward. Chu is a torch, warm and ruthless. Jiang Wan is sorrowful, and the mountains are deep and smell partridges. . .

Early in the morning, in the elders' meeting hall, the complacent Zhao Xiaomeng returned to the disciple's rest place in the door in a cold sweat after going around a big circle, he shook his hand gently, raised it and wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead slightly, he always felt that the hard work was not in vain, and the effort was still rewarded. I think that when he listened to the chattering old Taoist on the way back to the Xianshan Dao Sect talking about the young genius disciples who were ranked very high in the Qingzhu Sect, his face looked particularly proud. He recalled that it was difficult to leave the official road and enter the convenient shortcut, walking in the muddy wilderness and thorny barren mountains and mountains, unexpectedly encountering a group of savage and fierce road-cutting bandits in the clear sky, after a very difficult fight, the reflection of the victory was clearly reflected in the white clouds in the sky, and the edge was lined with obscure wildflowers! The bandit leader was really full of red clay mud on the dirty black grass when he fell, it was extremely embarrassing, the hero was so dangerous, the mountain road was eighteen bends, bumpy and rugged, it would be better to be more careful in the future, and if he mixed well behind the sect in the future, there would be no bandits and robbers who dared to rob it, and he avoided it in fear that it might be the most proud place in Zhao Xiaomeng's heart at this moment, there is a place, only our place, the heart is full of frustration, covered with historical dust and Taoist magic with the storm, There is no way to talk about it, let alone talk about it!

Zhao Xiaomeng thought about it, his heart was beautiful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, if he had known that the old withered yellow red leaves were most suitable for the peerless swordsmanship of the sword dance under the lush green mountains on the mountains that often bloom in winter and the flowers of the four seasons, the rice should be eaten one bite at a time, and you must not be proud and complacent, in case there are many brothers and sisters who can learn from each other, be humble and learn, and always make great progress. He can not covet progress too fast, but also can not be lazy and slack, well versed in the "pay is not necessarily successful, but give up must fail" truth, all the pay in the world may not feel very good at the time, after knowing how to cherish, but also forced to smile, very late, until now to know how to study seriously and hard is the most important, by the way in the mountains full of red leaves and flowers of the slope, looking for "flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog" of picking flowers is not flowers is not green leaves? It's very simple, but not everyone understands it! Maple leaves are red and dusty, it is better to fly insects to take seven leaves, and use them to make wine and drink, "picking flowers without inserting hair, picking cypresses and moving Yingying, cold green sleeves are thin, and the sun and dusk lean on the bamboo", the one who has a few front teeth in his mouth is often drunk and persuades him to drink a few sips of wine, but he was scolded by a few words and continued to drink rice wine, it turned out to be a peerless master! He said that his name is Deng Xiaobao, since everyone knows him, so I won't go into too much detail! That time Zhao Xiaomeng always thought that the general on horseback came from the soldiers who stood out, and on the way back, he coincidentally met Deng Xiaobao, who was round like a green onion cake, and everyone who saw it couldn't help but want to step forward and take a bite, it was not enough, maybe it was the old baby Deng Xiaobao who was loved by everyone, and hated for a long time, and the withered dry grass splashed with a dusky haze, Zhao Xiaomeng met him a few times, and felt that he was easy-going and easy to get close to, so he took the initiative to whisper to Deng Xiaobao: "I don't see you for a day, like every three autumns, I don't know where Senior Brother Deng is so eager to go"? Deng Xiaobao, who was full of anxiety, did not respond, and even unhurriedly unloaded the quiver box from the back of the old black fur evenly hardened cone horse brought from the stable, and continuously used the strength to feed the luggage on his back, and fled wildly, which was not slow at all compared to the speed of domesticating horses! Deng Xiaobao's fat body is simply angry bullfighting, straight into the sky, quite "pull out the mountain and cover the world, and the times are not good." If you don't die, you can't help it, you can't help it", what are you doing, how can you go hunting in the mountains outside, afraid of being caught up by others. History is repeated, if you are an ordinary person, repeat the mistakes of the past and return to the original place, if you don't look carefully, you can't find that Deng Xiaobao doesn't have a little bit of fatigue to stop and gasp, dare to love the rivers and lakes on the troubled water more times, while holding all the things he forgot to take in his hands, while leading the horses that follow the thousands of miles a day, in a blink of an eye, he passed halfway up the mountain, and refused to say hello. The rest of Zhao Xiaomeng, who always stopped in place and was dumbfounded, why didn't he think to ask Deng Xiaobao to help buy a few rice papers by the way?

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Zhao Xiaomeng got rid of Deng Xiaobao's entanglement with great difficulty, and walked to the spacious square where he got together to joke and compete, and passed a lot of pavilions and pavilions that Bai Peony did not lead in front of him. There are even other mythical beasts such as gluttony, Kui Niu, Pixiu, unicorn, Hanwu, phoenix, Bai Ze and other rare beasts in a mysterious and unpredictable picture, a large group of immortals laughing and scolding in it, stepping on the lotus wave scroll to talk and laugh the wind, some holding jade Ruyi forward to wave out the clouds and clouds, some gently breathe a sigh of the Venerable Shenmo stepping on the clouds and mist, some recite the mantra fixedly, and a circle of burning clouds like a circle of fire attacks the eight directions of heaven and earth, Some of them look like a monkey with a sharp beak and a monkey gills that will not be a little trick of thunder and lightning and then a storm in the world, some of them are watching the sky at night like divination of the rise and fall of the world's luck, and the change of dynasties is not a problem, some are happily playing the chessboard under the pine and cypress that has stood for hundreds of millions of years, and some are in the game world, so they are happy and happy!

Walking like this, Zhao Xiaomeng inadvertently passed by the library where the disciples in the door would often come, the appearance was regular, the sense of simplicity was very strong, there were three-story buildings, and from time to time there were disciples invited to enter it, Zhao Xiaomeng originally wanted to go in now to find out what exercises were suitable for his own cultivation, but he didn't expect that there was a plaque in front of the door, which simply listed the merits of the good and bad exercises needed to be exchanged, and he could only sigh secretly to come again when he was free. When he was about to leave here, Zhao Xiaomeng suddenly found that there were four holy beasts around the courtyard, such as the White Tiger, the Green Dragon, the Xuanwu, and the Vermilion Bird, which were guarding the southeast, northwest, and northwest directions of the Tibetan Library, so that every disciple who cultivated immortals could get the favorite immortal law classics, and in the comparison of sects of each generation, there were always outstanding disciples who stood out and became the pillars of a faction of immortal giants, so that they all enjoyed a good reputation in the vast world of Shenzhou. In the mysterious world, there is an invincible opponent who crisscrosses thousands of miles, and the vicissitudes of life and rain in the world!

Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Xiaomeng was a little worried about the seemingly beautiful scenery of the lake, what was wrong, but he couldn't say why, he was thinking about something, and found that the sky was burning with the dust of the reeds, and in the blue lake dyed in green, there was a girl who was secretly crying, and couldn't help but pursue the reflection of the dead leaf butterfly flying, but ignored the beauty of the sky world imagined by the reeds. Looking for the basis for the re-germination of dead leaves in the bare branches, I didn't expect it to float gently on the clear mirror-like lake that I just passed by, just like a flat boat looking for the Old Testament! It's close, it's close, the footsteps of spring are near, but the painful reeds in the dark night are still clear in the stagnant reflection, the black shadows in the night are tangled in the blurred moonlight, inside and out, it's not a human being, but a cloud like a pig, maybe, everything is a floating cloud, Deng Xiaobao was busy there, seeing Zhao Xiaomeng walking over quickly, smiling and waving to him in the distance as if no one was around. On the flat land not far away, there is a beautiful and dreamy scene like a fantasy, the autumn moon and spring breeze of Pinghu Lake are incomprehensible, the lake and mountains change continuously, it is simply angry bullfighting, and countless starry sky gray colors ripple in the lake, as if in a fantasy world, it is difficult to get rid of it, and the men and women who are watching next to it love and hate. Zhao Xiaomeng's skills are very good, the action is extremely fast, this hand can be called a good trick, he sent out a few lethal and slightly polite tricks, but he couldn't break it, but fortunately he calmed down a lot, he used the method of space destruction unhurriedly, and finally succeeded in cracking the illusion blessing, and got out of the lakeside illusion without danger. . . However, it is not a grievance Qu Ze, he can't help but sigh: "Like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, there is no real appearance." It is the one who is everything, and all beings are like it. For all reasons, they rise and fall. I am now in all things, I do not see in vain, I am willing to be with everything, and I always look at it as it is"! Breaking the trick of the mysterious lake everywhere on the mountainside, he has no intention of falling in love with the infinitely beautiful scenery in the lake, and he does not stay too long, even if there are some unfulfilled and even too dangerous moments, but unfortunately, he no longer envy the scenery of the lake and the brothers and sisters in the lake, he met himself, and left the lake hesitantly! This idle kung fu, the elder teacher of the door passed on by word of mouth, there are often things in the lake that cannot be reasoned with, and it is much safer to abide by the door rules. Although it is some deceptive legends, but there are many people who have heard about it, it is hard to guarantee that there will be some tricks played by people with ill intentions!!

The water turned to the smoke machine, and the Taoist bridge was blocked.

There are no tears in the waves, and the anthology is willing to abandon the dustpan.

Dong Zhen is still unreasonable, and he is extremely clumsy and clever.

Splash Qiao has no desire to fight, and the firm Langluo is dazzling.

Yan (Yan) Hanzhi is empty and abandoned, what to do if you are wrong.

The arrangement of Zhanqi made a wish, and the smoke and rain wept without a trace.