The child in red leaned against a large damp rock by the river, his mouth open and panting.

When Zhao Rang's eyes looked at him, the kid in red still hooked the corners of his mouth hard, wanting to smile at him.

But the laborious laughter still touched the wound, making him immediately convulse in pain.

Zhao Rang glanced back and forth at the two children with a serious face.

Their people are extremely cute, but their swordsmanship is extremely terrifying.

Zhao Rang has never seen such a big contrast, especially in children.

The child in blue nodded to Zhao Rang, and said to the child in red:

"Take good care of your injuries and fight again in three months!"

Then he put his sword back into its sheath, and turned to leave.

The sand from the river's edge stuck to the soles of his shoes, stepping on the fallen leaves, making a continuous rustling sound.

It wasn't until the voice was far away that the red-clothed child supported the ground with his hands, changed his posture with difficulty, and then looked at Zhao Rang and said:

"His swordsmanship is still a lot higher than mine!"

When the child in red spoke, there was no resentment on his face, only a strong unwillingness.

For young people, being unwilling is an excellent thing and a source of motivation to continue climbing.

But not everyone can face their shortcomings and speak out openly.

It takes a great deal of courage to do so.

The heart of the child in red is far beyond his age, and he also has the courage to admit his own shortcomings, even Zhao Rang felt a little ashamed when he saw it......

"Huh? Why don't you speak? ”

The red-clothed child saw that Zhao Rang ignored him, so he continued to ask.

"I don't know much about swordsmanship."

Zhao Rang said, and pointed to the knife on his waist.

The red-clothed kid pursed his lips, obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Rang's answer, thinking that he was perfunctory.

However, knives and swords are originally two different things, and they are very different from each other.

There was once a senior in the rivers and lakes who used a sword to make a move, although he was also vertical and horizontal, but after all, he was still an outlier and could not last long.

If you have to force a layman to speak in layman's terms, the other party can only be perfunctory.

"Who did you learn your swordsmanship from?"

Zhao Rang asked.

In the past, every month in the rivers and lakes, there was a person who compiled the "plum blossom spectrum", and those who could enter the spectrum were all famous and surnamed great masters without exception.

But if the compiler had seen the battle between these two children today, he would have lined them both up.

In addition to martial arts cultivation, in terms of swordsmanship alone, these two children are enough to rank among the top 30 in the world.

The scariest thing is that the two of them are only in their teens.

"My master...... Hehe, are you asking me about the master who paints, or the master who practices swords? ”

The red-clothed child's eyes rolled in a circle, and he asked slyly.

"Do you still have two masters?"

The red-clothed child shook his head and said:

"I have more than two masters."

Zhao Rang nodded, and suddenly gave up the desire to know who his master was, and at the same time felt a little regret in his heart.

It's a pity that this kid will never become the top master.

Because he has too many masters, and he is too smart.

If you want to become a top master, you must be profound and unparalleled, and you can't refute it.

With this premise, we must also have a broad and open-minded mind and indomitable determination.

People who are too smart tend to stop at the beginning.

One thing feels hopeless, and soon it will change to another.

After all, it is very painful to hold on to something with little hope for a long time, and you have to suffer a lot.

Smart people can't stand it, and they can't stand it.

And if this part is missing, a person will always become a man.

However, these truths are still too profound and harsh for a teenager.

Zhao Rang chose not to tell him directly, it was also for his good.

"Do me a favor!"

The kid in red said suddenly.

"Huh? What are you doing? ”

Zhao Rang saw that he was unbuttoning his jacket one by one.

"There's a pocket sewn into the left lining, and you rip it open and take the contents out."

Zhao Rang helped him unbutton it, reached in and touched the things sealed in the inner lining.

When I tore it open and took it out, I saw that there were two porcelain bottles, one sealed with a white cloth and the other sealed with a black cloth to distinguish them.

"What are these two for?"

Zhao Rang asked.

"Medicine!"

"The black one is the ointment, and the white one is the powder. Pour the hemostatic powder on the wound first, wait for the coagulation, and then apply a layer of analgesic and stasis-removing ointment, and it will be good soon! ”

Zhao Rang followed what the child in red said, first opened the white cloth porcelain bottle, and poured the medicine powder inside on the wound.

Blood was still pouring out of the wound, clotting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

With such a rapid curative effect, Zhao Rang couldn't help but praise in his heart that it was indeed a miracle medicine!

Then he opened another bottle, poured out the viscous ointment inside, and applied it evenly to the wound.

As soon as these ointments came into contact with the flesh and skin, they quickly coagulated, firmly bonding the wounds.

"What are these two drugs called? It's so easy to use! ”

In addition to knives, the most important thing for the Zhao family is all kinds of drugs to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis and gold sore medicine to treat external injuries.

Not to mention when facing the enemy, even in daily sparring, there will be people who are often injured.

But no matter which medicine it is, it can't be half as effective as the two of the children in red.

"I don't know what kind of medicine it is, I call the white cloth wrapped in white medicine white medicine, and the black cloth wrapped in black medicine called black medicine."

The kid in red said.

"This was also given to you by one of your masters?"

Zhao Rang asked.

The red-clothed child nodded proudly.

In his opinion, this is not a bad thing, but a great thing! And it's a long face for yourself!

After dealing with the wound, the red-clothed child waved his hand and gave the unused medicine directly to Zhao Rang, and then stood up, shook his spirits, and lifted his short sword.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find the feather coat."

The child in red has never called the feather coat master, and has always called him by his name, so Zhao Rang feels that the feather coat is definitely not his master.

Either he is a friend of his master, or he sees the potential of this child, and wants to make friends in advance, so that the other party owes a lot of money before he becomes famous.

"Where does the feather robe live?"

Zhao Rang asked.

The Taoist leaders here are very easy-going, and most of them live not far from their disciples.

The substitute teacher even lived directly with the disciples, so that they could ask for advice at any time.

Zhao Rang felt that although Yu Yi had been sick for a long time and closed his door, the place where he lived would not be too remote.

But on the White Crane Mountain, there are many peaks, and it is divided into nine heavens, even if a place seems to be close, if you really want to walk over, it will take more than half a day's work.

"Feather Cloak lives outside the sky!"

The child in red regained his previous liveliness, but he still walked very carefully, and did not dare to jump around like before.

Even so, he still walked quickly, but Zhao Rang had no trouble trying to keep up with him.

"Outside the sky? What is this place? ”

As a Taoist sect, there are some place names that sound fairy and even strange, and Zhao Rang feels that there is nothing.

But the world knows that there are nine heavens in Baihe Mountain, and the highest one is where Lu Zu soared in the past, and now it is still enshrined in Lu Zu's golden body, and it is taken care of by the oldest and highest senior uncle in Baihe Mountain.

Nine Heavens Outer Heaven, then isn't this place even more powerful than the Nine Heavens that Lu Zu soared to?

"What do you say......

The red-clothed kid buttoned his head and unconsciously slowed down, thinking about how to explain.

"Outer Heaven is a place!"

Zhao Rang didn't react to this correct nonsense.

It is a place that everyone can know that the outer heavens are a place.

If it's not a place, what else can it be?

"Ah, I know what to say!"

The red-clothed child suddenly slapped his head and said.

"Huh?"

"There's a story in this that was told to me by one of my masters."

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"Could it be that Lu Zu did something earth-shattering in this place again, so it's called Outer Heaven?"

For the stories circulating in these Taoist gates, Zhao Rang has already cleared the door, and they are basically related to the gods and goddesses.

"No, it has nothing to do with the old man with the flying sword, it's the story of the Bodhisattva!"

"Bodhisattva?"

Zhao Rang asked in great surprise.

Baihe Mountain has always been an authentic sect, how could a Bodhisattva story suddenly appear.

"Yes, that's the story of the Bodhisattva. You know the Bodhisattva, right? It's the one that doesn't let people eat meat! ”

Of course, Zhao Rang knew the Bodhisattva.

He also knew that there were many bodhisattvas.

Every bodhisattva doesn't let people eat meat, so he can't tell which bodhisattva the red-clothed kid is talking about.

The red-clothed child was not interested in the Bodhisattva, and even the founding patriarch of Baihe Mountain was "the old man with the flying sword" in his mouth.

"In the past, there was a Bodhisattva temple outside the sky, because every day until the evening sunset, the position of that temple was exactly half bright and half dark, as if it straddled day and night."

"So you call him Outer Heaven?"

The child in red nodded and said:

"This is one aspect, and the other is because of the Bodhisattva who is enshrined in it. That bodhisattva seems to be a very powerful bodhisattva, and he has said a few famous words, but I can't remember. ”

Zhao Rang thought about it, but he didn't remember any bodhisattvas who could be involved with the outer heavens, so he didn't delve into it anymore.

The two of them walked up the water, walked through a plum forest, and saw a building built on the cliff, called the Hundred Feet Building, which was taken from the dangerous building and was 100 feet high, and the meaning of picking stars with your hands could be picked.

Zhao Rang couldn't help but look at it twice, and the red-clothed child turned around and said:

"I can't go up now, it's fun in the summer! In the summer, I will take you up to see the stars and blow the mountain wind, but it is cool, and there are no mosquitoes! ”

As they walked, the two climbed onto a stone platform.

There is flowing water below, and there are clouds on it.

The mountains are full of forests, and the boulders are craggy and intricately stacked.

The site is still very tall, so there are still many evergreen pines and cypresses, rooted in the mud in the crevices of the rocks.

Further up, there is a dense mist, almost all of which is condensed into substance and drips down.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up from the ravine, as sharp as a knife. Even Zhao Rang's face, which has been tempered by the northwest wind and sand, feels a little unbearable......

"Do you want to go up in the sky?"

Looking at these fogs that the wind could not blow, Zhao Rang felt some inexplicable fear in his heart.

"There's no way up there, and I haven't been up either. The Outer Heaven is going to drill through here, and it's on the waist of another mountain. ”