From the poor people to the dignitaries and nobles in Yicheng, they have all witnessed the miracles on Tiantai Mountain, but they have not believed in the sun god for generations, so no one knows where the statue of the god that appears in the sky out of thin air is sacred, and no one explores the mystery behind it afterwards. It's like an eagle flying over a dense crowd of ants, the latter just looks up at the giant thing at the top, and after the eagle passes, it still looks down and is mediocre. There are aliens among the ants who have the sky in mind, but they are very few after all.

Mu Tianpan sat on the eagle's beak boulder, the rope on the wine gourd beside him fluttered in the wind, he looked at the north, his eyes were dull, the stubble on his face grew a little, he had not closed his eyes for ten days, and he was facing the wall in his heart at this time, thinking about his legs and the way.

"You're finally awake." Mu Tian turned his face sideways and looked behind him.

Zong Yang stood quietly, as soon as he woke up, he walked towards the cliff, and in his confusion, he only remembered that he fainted in pain in his visualization.

"Do you know you've succeeded?" Seeing Zong Yang, who had been in a coma for ten days, wake up, Mu Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, and asked.

Zong Yang opened his eyes, knowing what Mu Tian asked but didn't know how to answer, his mind was empty, in fact, he had never seen the statue of the sun god and the strange scene that happened to him.

"According to the depiction in the mural, after the cultivator's visualization is successful, he should only fly out of dozens of three-legged golden crows on his body, and the state of your visualization is obviously the most windy, and even the sun god himself has come out." As soon as Mu Tian mentioned the sun god Xihe, his eyes lit up, and obviously the beautiful legs that should not be in the double room appeared in his mind again.

"Really?" Zong Yang had no impression at all, as if he had had a crucial dream, but he woke up blank.

"Anyway, you can't make an inch of progress for a month, why did you suddenly succeed?" Mu Tian asked.

Zong Yang no longer regarded Mu Tian as an outsider, and explained: "I have a Dao talisman in my Qingqiu Raiders, and it turns out that the rune map on it is very similar to the rune map on the wall of the small hall, but there are a few differences. As soon as I contemplated the rune diagram on the Dao Talisman, I entered an inexplicable world. ”

When Mu Tian heard this, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but tremble, his jealous eyes glanced at Zong Yang, and he whispered softly with a sour feeling: "At a glance, you can visualize success, don't you want to be so perverted!" ”

"It's amazing how there can be a visualization map in a garbage booklet." Mu Tian wondered. His garbage booklet thinks very highly of himself, because a guide to a certain door is rare in the eyes of ordinary people who want to drill into the door.

Zong Yang didn't think much about it before, but at this time, when Mu Tianyi said it, he also felt strange. That old Taoist is just a pseudo-Taoist priest who runs the rivers and lakes, how can there be a visualization map of the Prajna Sun Essence Sutra on that yellow paper talisman?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Zong Yang still picked up the ins and outs of this yellow paper talisman and told Mu Tian to listen, but fortunately, his language expression skills were excellent, and it didn't take long for him to finish.

Zong Yang was probably tired from standing, and after finishing speaking, he sat down on the ground, and Mu Tian listened carefully, and he was tapping his temples with two fingers of his right hand, obviously thinking.

"Well, I seem to have deduced it!" Mu Tian suddenly raised his head and looked at Zong Yang. The two of them sat one high and one low, and it seemed to outsiders that they were two masters discussing on this Tiantai Mountain.

"It turns out that you were born with the qi of death yin in your body, which causes your body to be weak and weak, and when I first met you, I also doubted whether you were a person in the demon path, hehe. According to my inference, the old brother should be a genius with the eye of the sky, he helped you to peep against the sky, refracted the yang life, and asked for a Dao talisman, and the Dao talisman was painted on the visualization diagram of the Prajna Sun Sutra, but unfortunately that guy's ability to draw talismans is extremely bad, and he drew it wrong. Then it's the turn of the old way, he should have the ability to draw runes, after seeing that rune, the ability is turned on, and the way rune is perfected, and then this road rune is caught in the garbage book by chance, and it is handed over to you. ”

"Alas...... These two brothers have genius abilities, and they must not even know about them, and they have used them on you. ”

Zong Yang listened to it amazingly, and only felt that Mu Tian was telling an unbelievable, ingenious and ingenious story, when the two pseudo-Taoist brothers who fell by the Taicang Lake, when did the sparrow become a phoenix, what kind of genius and ability would they have, he really couldn't agree.

"Don't you believe it?" Mu Tian noticed it and asked with a smile.

Zong Yang wanted to nod, but he hesitated, because the fact was that the Qingqiu Raiders did have a real Prajna Sun Essence Sutra visualization map.

"Then do you believe that I am an immortal?" It's the same sentence again.

Zong Yang met Mu Tian's gaze, still silent, not to mention that he didn't know what the immortal should be, at least for the moment he felt that Mu Tian was just standing a little taller than him.

"Okay, you wash your face and change into clean clothes first, you've been hungry for ten days, I'll take you down the mountain to have a good meal!" Mu Tian stood up, stretched his waist, and did not jump down from under the eagle's beak rock like a master, but walked down the slope in a regular manner.

Zong Yang saw it in his eyes, recalling the sentence "Believe it or not, I am an immortal", he smiled and shook his head.

"I'll go first, I'll wait for you down the mountain!" Mu Tian didn't realize that he was despised by Zong Yang, and after dropping the words, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said in his heart: "Senior brother, my Dao, he will recite it, how about it?" ”

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Zong Yang had no clothes to change, just washed his face, went back to the small hall and kowtowed to the old way of the dice, originally wanted to bring a sword down the mountain, but later abandoned this idea, expecting that he would not get into any trouble with Mu Tiantian, not to mention that carrying a sword was a great burden for him.

Going down the mountain is not as laborious as going up the mountain, Zong Yang opened his black jacket and went down to the wind. He was only one step slower than Mu Tian, and he was a little surprised that there was no trace of Mu Tian as far as he could see.

After coming to the bottom of the mountain for an hour and a half, Zong Yang saw the small pavilion old well, and was about to go to drink water, but saw Mu Tian sleeping on a huge old tree on the side.

Mu Tian was snooze, Zong Yang knew this, but he didn't know that Mu Tian hadn't slept for ten days because of him.

"Restless, I can let go of my ways." Mu Tian muttered a dream, a smile on his face, and saliva actually flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Zong Yang smiled slightly, did not wake up Mu Tian, just quietly picked up a small bucket of water, leaned against the well and drank a few sips, and was about to listen to what Mu Tian would say next, but saw Mu Tian fall from the tree, carrying the sword, turned his head in a chic manner, raised his sword eyebrows in a dashing manner, and said, "Let's go." ”

The two walked for a few miles, and it happened that an ox cart pulling firewood was about to enter Yicheng, Mu Tian poured some wine and the old coachman, and the two entered the city by ox cart.

The sky was getting dark, and after entering the city, Zong Yang finally saw the charm of this peach blossom showman, and the women on the street became sunny flowers, and Mu Tian was the sun.

"Don't be envious, you just need to dress up a little, it's blue." Mu Tian walked ahead, comforting Zong Yang.

"I never cared what other people thought." Zong Yang smiled slightly.

"Alas...... Potential, potential, even speaking is more personality than me. Mu Tian is more and more appreciative of Zong Yang.

Mu Tian is very familiar with Yicheng, walked through a few streets, and then passed through a few hidden alleys, and suddenly the lights were neon in front of him, and the warblers sang and danced, and he knew at a glance that it was a gentle township.

Mu Tian stepped into the largest hook fence first, and before he saw his body, he heard his voice first, and an old bustard greeted him, as if he had known Mu Tian in his previous life, and pasted it up, and said in a greasy voice: "This handsome man, there is a seat inside." ”

Zong Yang stood in front of the hook bar, feeling the blurred atmosphere here, and couldn't help but think of the past in his heart, thinking that the old man of the dice was reluctant to leave every time he passed by this kind of place where he drank flower wine, but when he touched the money bag, he left in a huff.

Mu Tian thought that Zong Yang was a little shy when he first entered the elegant place, so he stepped back and put a handful on Zong Yang's shoulder, and at some point he didn't know when there was an extra ingot of gold in his hand, threw it to the old bustard, and said, "Just enough wine tonight." ”

The old bustard saw that Jinzi's eyes lit up, and he welcomed Mutian and Zong Yang inside, and the warblers on both sides waved their handkerchiefs, and several enthusiastic people who wanted to step forward were glared at by the old bustard.

A large group of romantic gentlemen in the inner hall talked about wine, it turned out that a woman with a neon dress fluttering on the stage was dancing a sword, her body was thousands of soft, and that pretty face was peerless, with pink and red lips, a little vermilion on her full and flawless forehead, but it was a plum blossom when she looked closely, and she cut her pupils in autumn water, at least Zongyang has been wandering in the rivers and lakes so far, and she has never seen anyone who can compare with the other girls in the building, and she definitely stands out from the crowd. Although the woman's sword moves are soft, when the sword is drawn, the bell on her bare feet is accompanied by a ring, which is pleasing to the eye.

Mu Tian saw Zong Yang stagnantly watching, glanced at the sword-dancing woman on the stage, and commented: "Tsk, the skin is as white as clotted fat, and it is only a pity that it is only a year away from the country and the city. ”

Although the woman is beautiful, in fact, Zong Yang is more looking at the sword, and will not be in the same stream as Mu Tian.

On the second floor, Mu Tian and Zong Yang sat down, the decoration here is plain and elegant, and even the tea utensils on the table are also landscape paintings, the old bustard has obediently retreated, and after a while, several maids came to the table with wine and delicacies one after another.

"It's a small place, so I can only eat a little." Mu Tian slapped open the sealing mud of a jar of fine wine, and was about to retire the maid, but saw Zong Yang looking sideways, and stopped talking.

"Are you a mother?" Mu Tian quipped.

Zong Yang smiled knowingly and said embarrassedly: "Can you add a pair of chopsticks?" ”

Mu Tian knew Zong Yang's intentions as soon as he heard it, of course he knew what was in the small jar on the broken incense case in front of the statue of Xi He, and then said to the maid: "Plus." ”

Following Zong Yang's eyes, Mu Tian poured wine into the empty bowl, poured it for Zong Yang, and persuaded: "If a man doesn't drink, he will walk in the world in vain." ”

Zong Yang was grateful to Mu Tian for taking care of him these days, picked up the wine bowl and saluted him, and drank it all in one heart. Spirits into the throat, although like fire, but dripping, spirits can really ignite a man's blood and pride.

"Drinking is so chic, then it depends on how much you drink." Mu Tian also drank a bowl of wine.

There is a large table of delicacies, and both of them don't eat much, Mu Tian is because he has a bad mouth, and Zong Yang is used to it because he is a snack province, and he has never eaten such delicious food since he was a child, and he can't bear to eat it.

Mu Tian is an alcoholic, Zong Yang drank for the first time, but the amount of wine was surprisingly good, this kind of wine, ordinary people are poured in a bowl, and ordinary winemakers also capped the amount of half a jar, but the two of them solved the two altars in a while, Mu Tian slapped the third altar, and after it was full, with a little drunkenness, he asked: "You say, heart or Tao, which is more important?" ”

Zong Yang smiled slightly, in fact, he could have given the answer a long time ago, this time he blurted out with drunkenness: "Actually, you already have the answer, otherwise you should ask me, which is more important, the Tao or the heart." ”

As soon as Mu Tian heard this, after being silent for three breaths, he suddenly realized, and then laughed uncontrollably. I didn't want to bother my life choice, but I was simply broken by the young man in front of me.

Yes, the heart and the Tao, the Tao and the heart, which is more important, is not in an early order.

Under the wandering wreckage, under the hearty solution, Mu Tian suddenly retracted his expression, returned to distress, and said to himself: "Even if you know the answer, what can you do? Senior brother has carried the black pot for me all his life, and I can't let him get tired enough to drive the crane west. ”

There was silence in the private room for a while, Mu Tian drank the wine alone in distress, only listening to the sound of "blazing-blazing-" dripping from the wax oil, and Zong Yang was deeply stung by the words "driving the crane to the west".

"Master, you have never drunk such good wine, never eaten such good food, eat more." Zong Yang muttered.

Mu Tian's eyes flowed, and he finally knew who the person in the small jar was.

"Master!" Zong Yang stared blankly at the vacant seat, as if it was his spiritual sustenance, as if the old dice were sitting there, at this time he remembered the chicken leg in front of the Wanjin Building, and tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.

"Master! Yang'er misses you! ”

With drunkenness, Zong Yang finally released all the sorrows that had been pressed in his heart these days, and the hot tears and snot melted together, and there was an uproar.

Mu Tian walked to Zong Yang's side, held Zong Yang's head with one hand, drank the wine in the bowl alone, and comforted with great vicissitudes: "Cry out, just cry when you're done." ”

The two men in the private room reveal their true temperament, but the downstairs suddenly changes.

A large number of people from the rivers and lakes poured in, carrying swords, carrying knives, strange costumes, out-of-phase, all kinds of things. At the beginning, a yellow-faced boy dressed as a scholar said politely to the people in the room: "Today, the big alliance of Luowu City next door has been destroyed, and we will celebrate the success, and you will be allowed to leave within ten breaths, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

When the yellow-faced boy said the last four words, he had a smile on his face.

These merry men are not blind, and they recognize this group of people, and each of them is a big man in the city. At this time, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and the fart was rolling and the urine was rolling.

"Mom, please please leave the upstairs as well, there are only five breaths left." The yellow-faced boy is still humble, but the old bustard knows the means of this character, and if he neglects it slightly, the entire building will be burned.

The little guys in the building all went out, and there was a sudden restlessness upstairs, and all the merry men and women scattered at the front and back doors.

The door was forcefully pushed open by the little guy, and Mu Tian, who was on the rise, was stunned, but saw that the little guy panicked and said: "This master, there is a big man downstairs, you want to clear the scene, you go quickly, it's too late!" ”

"Got it." Mu Tianlao's face was flushed, spitting out wine, and he was eight points drunk.

The little guy nodded and retreated, thinking that these two would go by themselves, and were busy going to the next door to invite someone.

Ten breaths time has passed early, but the yellow-faced boy does not deliberately care, a cadre of people has been seated, and all the girls in the building are smiling and smiling, and it is not lively in the blink of an eye.

"!" Suddenly, this sound was like a thunderclap on the ground, and everyone downstairs could hear it clearly.

"Mom, is there anyone else?" The yellow-faced boy finally sank his face.

The old bustard knelt down as soon as his legs were weak, and he was very wronged: "I don't know~"

"Get down!" One of them, a naked man with a sacred cow tattooed on his back, pushed away the girl next to him with a roar, and did not pity the jade at all, picked up the empty stool and smashed it to the door of the private room upstairs.

Silently, a group of fierce wolves downstairs sat and waited for the lamb to come downstairs, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a red-faced swordsman and a dead-faced boy shook out shoulder to shoulder.

There are three stairs in the building, two of which are zigzag on the side, and one is directly connected to the stage in the middle, and the red-faced swordsman and the dead-faced boy go down from the middle together, and the vain steps make people feel like they are about to fall down.

There were three atmospheres downstairs, first of all, the anger of the wolf, followed by the scolding of the bustard, and then the admiration of the woman.

The old man is chic, and his bearing is extraordinary, the kid is obviously a chick, but he is handsome and extraordinary, and his lonely and cold temperament is fascinated by thousands of people, and the previous sword-dancing Oiran stood quietly on one side, and his eyes never moved away from Zong Yang.

When Mu Tian and Zong Yang stood on the stage, the fierce wolves in the audience got up one after another, and the yellow-faced boy "snapped" the fan, and asked with a smile: "Where did the two of you fight?" ”

"Passing by drinking!" Mu Tian looked up at the yellow-faced son, while Zong Yang was expressionless and stood coldly, in fact, he was about to get drunk, and instinctively replied in his mouth: "Xingtian Taoist Temple." ”

The word Taoist temple came into the ears of the fierce wolves like the buzzing sound of flies, and based on these two words alone, they concluded the identity of the two people in front of them, that is, flies, and they were casually swatted to death.

"Hehe-hee-" The wolves smiled, their eyes fierce, and their weapons in hand.

"Do you want to fight?" Mu Tian smiled casually, took a step forward, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and drew his sword in a gesture.

Seeing this, the old bustard hurriedly ordered the little maids to retreat with the girl, and the tables and chairs were smashed and they were accompanied by others, which hurt these good skins, but it was a great loss.

Several of the fierce wolves had already stepped forward, and Mu Tian hiccuped and drew his sword hard, but the sword was only one foot out of the sheath and stuck.

"Huh? The sword is too long to draw. ”

Mu Tian smiled embarrassedly, and saw several people jumping on the stage, their sword eyebrows condensed, and they put on the posture of a chic swordsman, and said: "When you come out to mix, you have to talk about the rules, you are not allowed to slap your face, you are not allowed to kick eggs!" ”

Bang –

As soon as Mu Tian finished speaking, the person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string and smashed on the ladder. Zong Yang didn't move, still swept with one leg, but he was shot in the head, and the person flew off the stage like a kite with a broken string, and only thought one thing in the air: "Why kick me in the face, just because I didn't say that you are not allowed to slap your face and kick eggs?!" ”

The sorrow of the two was constantly staged in the laughter and abuse of the fierce wolves, and the violent beating, I don't know how many stools and tables were smashed, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes were tired.

The more the yellow-faced boy looked at it, the more panicked he became, because these two freaks were beaten so badly, the old man was unscathed, and the kid was just hanging a little color, and he had been mixed up for a long time, knowing that there was something in him, he put the fan away, bowed down and said: "The two masters are offended, and the younger brothers are doing the east tonight, eating and drinking all over the place." After saying that, he lost his eyes, and hurriedly led everyone to retreat, preparing to go to the east of the city to charter the venue.

Mu Tian climbed out of a pile of broken benches, stretched his waist, walked to the stage and picked up the sword, and then picked up the wine gourd with the sword, at this time Zong Yang also stood up from the corner, the two of them each smiled at each other's embarrassment, and went out of the building together.

The night sky outside is clear, the stars are shining, the street is bustling, the spring breeze is cool and slight, the two are walking side by side, the wine gourd is changing hands back and forth, you take a sip and I take a sip.

"I promised Wuning, if you don't make a move this time, why don't you make a move?" Mu Tian asked.

"If I make a move, then you won't look like you're not pushy, hehe." Zong Yang rarely smiled so heartily after driving the crane west on the old road of dice, but after laughing, his eyes were gloomy, and he said, "What's more, I can't make a move." ”

Mu Tian saw Zong Yang's expression in his eyes, poured a sip of wine, handed the wine gourd to Zong Yang, and praised: "He is a good brother who shares hardships." ”

Zong Yang looked at each other and smiled, poured a sip of wine, and said very seriously: "Then let's be brothers." ”

Mu Tian stopped, smiled dumbly, and replied "Okay".

Zong Yang smiled and fell forward, Mu Tian seemed to be drunk and shook his body, and when he saw this, his body moved, so that Zong Yang fell on his back, and sighed: "Master and apprentice become brothers, am I losing?" It doesn't seem to be a loss! ”