Before the sun rose the next day, Qing Xuan yawned and got up from the haystack, only to see Zhong Yangming cooking on the fire.

"Your Highness!" Qing Xuan shouted, as if he had seen a monster.

Zhong Yangming didn't look back, and continued to blow his stove fire.

Qingxuan, this little girl, is quite neat, and the firewood she picked up was very thorough, and she was caught on fire by the flames.

When the faint smoke came out, Qing Xuan was already in front of Zhong Yangming and the stove like a kitten guarding food, and the bun was fierce and fierce.

Qing Xuan puffed out his cheeks and said, "How can Your Highness rob the slaves and maids to do it?" is known, and the slave is afraid that she will be given a red color. ”

Zhong Yangming said with a smile: "You and I have all fallen into this kind of field, and what are you talking about, even the most vicious grandmother in the palace is too lazy to come here to beat you." ”

Qing Xuan said firmly: "No, no, Your Highness, the body of a daughter, what should you do as a slave, then what do you want me to do?" ”

Zhong Yangming couldn't compete with this little girl, handed her the burning stick in his hand, and then said, "There is only a little old rice in the pot, add more water, and cook some porridge to eat." ”

Qing Xuan took the burning stick, and immediately changed his smile and said, "The slave knows." ”

After finishing speaking, he squatted in front of the stove and got busy, humming a small tune out of tune, adapting better than Zhong Yangming in this barren mountain and wilderness.

As soon as the sky dawned, the master and servant drank a few sips of rice porridge, but their stomachs still rumbled.

Zhong Yangming knew that he couldn't just wait on the mountain, he was still far from the realm of Bigu, where did he get the strength to cultivate immortals without eating all year round.

Zhong Yangming said to Qing Xuan: "Today I will go down the mountain and let the people of Xuanxuguan send the rice and grain, and you will wait at home, and if you have time, you will take a look around the neighborhood to see if there are any good things." We're going to live here for 50 years, and it's good to find a single fruit tree. ”

Qing Xuan said strangely: "Your Highness, wouldn't it be better to let the slave and maid go?" You're a daughter and shouldn't do these chores. ”

"You stupid girl, you only have a lot of strength, can you get rice from those Taoist priests? If you really do it, you can beat the entire Taoist temple, but they have the forbidden army as a guard. ”

Most of the Taoist priests in Xuanxuan Guan are relatives of the emperor, so the guards who guard the door are also the guards of the imperial city, and they are all the elite of the elite.

Taking rice and grain is still one of them, Zhong Yangming still needs to collect some things, maybe it can help him in his cultivation. It's not easy to tell Qing Xuan about this, it's better to do it yourself.

Qing Xuan heard Zhong Yangming say this, and muttered in a low voice: "When did His Highness start to dislike slaves and maids for being stupid?" I'm not unsmart right now. ”

Zhong Yangming couldn't help laughing, fortunately, with Qingxuan by his side, the penance on this mountain is not so difficult.

Putting down the broken bowl, Zhong Yangming left the hut and walked in the direction of going down the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, but Zhong Yangming feels a little light as a swallow when he walks. After a night of penance last night, although it did not reach the level of a star, the mana in his body was full, which made Zhong Yangming walk without any effort.

But he hadn't gone far before Zhong Yangming heard footsteps in front of the path.

Zhong Yangming reined in his mana, changed his normal appearance, and walked forward slowly.

After a while, the two of them met on the narrow mountain road.

Zhong Yangming originally thought that Yulin had come to trouble him, or that he had been fooled into carrying rice and grain up the mountain, but it turned out that it was an unknown Kun Dao who came to him.

The so-called Kun Dao is a female Taoist.

This man looked to be in his twenties, dressed in a black robe, tall and dignified. The temperament is cold and gives people a feeling of impersonalness.

At this age, with such an old demeanor, Zhong Yangming doesn't know whether to call him a teacher.

However, the female Taoist priest opened her mouth first: "Senior Brother Yuji, I didn't expect you to get up so early, I waited for an hour before going up the mountain." ”

Zhong Yangming said unexpectedly: "This senior sister, are you specifically here to find me?" ”

"It's Senior Brother, Daomen doesn't have the title of Senior Sister. Poor Dao Miaoyun, a few years earlier than you entered the view. ”

This Miaoyun female Taoist priest spoke without the slightest emotion, so Zhong Yangming secretly gave her the nickname of Extermination Master in his heart.

However, it is Zhou Haimei's version of extinction.

Zhong Yangming asked, "Senior Brother Miaoyun came up to the mountain to find me, what happened?" ”

"I was ordered by the Lord to bring you some medicine for your wounds, but now it seems that your injuries are not too serious."

Miaoyun looked at Zhong Yangming, yesterday he was half of his body sent into the Xuanxuan Temple, and he looked like he only had half a life left.

Now it seems that this person's steps are steady, full of qi and blood, and most of yesterday he was pretending. Miaoyun didn't want to worry about the pickled affairs of these royal children, so she changed the subject.

"Now that you're all right, go down the mountain for morning class."

"Morning class?"

Zhong Yangming was a little strange, didn't he come to face the wall, why did he have to go to Xuanxuguan to do morning classes?

Miaoyun explained to herself: "You are new to the city, and you still don't know the rules of my Xuanxuan view. Get up at the end of the day, and then go to the Sanqing Hall to chant the scriptures, which is the morning class. Breakfast is followed by meditation and exercises. Eat at noon, and in the afternoon you have to work in the fields, two meals a day, and you can't eat if you don't work. In the evening, you can choose to study the skills such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you have the punishment of facing the wall, and you have to return to the mountain after work, and you are not allowed to go down the mountain without permission. ”

It turned out to be such a wall-facing method, Zhong Yangming thought that as long as he solved the problem of eating, he could practice all day, but he didn't expect that there were so many rules.

But it doesn't seem right to think about it, yesterday the Yulin Taoist priest also came to send rice grain, if you have to go to the Xuanxuan Temple to eat, why should the viewer let people send rice?

And he couldn't leave Qingxuan behind, let her wait on the mountain for a whole day: "Senior Brother Miaoyun, I still have a companion on the mountain......"

Unexpectedly, Miao Yun said: "It's the maid named Qingxuan, she is not a disciple of Xuanxuanguan, but just your servant." Guanzhong will regularly send some rice and grain up the mountain, so she can't be hungry, but she doesn't have to participate in morning and evening classes. ”

Zhong Yangming said in surprise: "I don't work and can't eat, but someone from the maid sends food up the mountain?" ”

How did the world turn upside down? It's really weird.

Miao Yun explained: "Yes, Xuanxuguan is a place of cultivation, and we Taoist disciples naturally have to abide by the precepts. You don't have to think that your maid is taking advantage, she is an outsider after all, and she can't be the truth. ”

Zhong Yangming asked curiously: "Then may I ask Senior Brother, what is this true biography about?" Isn't it really the road to becoming immortals? ”

Miao Yun was silent for a moment, and then said: "I don't know, the theory of cultivating immortals is ethereal, and our cultivation is just to strengthen the body, calm the mind, and seek leisure." ”

"If that's it, then what's the point of Qing Xiu?" Zhong Yangming said with a smile.

Miao Yun didn't explain, her hand was like a flower, and she flicked it lightly.

I saw a true qi fly out of her fingertips and land on the bamboo beside the mountain road, and the bamboo with the thickness of the arm exploded.

Miaoyun said to Zhong Yangming: "This is the true transmission of Xuanxuan Guan, and you can kill people if you practice to the depths of flying flowers and picking leaves." If you are willing to study diligently and practice hard, you will be able to practice such miraculous skills in ten years. ”

Zhong Yangming looked at Miaoyun, who was slightly proud, and remembered the big tree he blew up last night.

Sure enough, there is no future in martial arts.