"The current emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is Zhao Ji, and in the past few years, Wang Anshi's changes have made the entire Great Song Dynasty uproar."

"It was also the year before last that Wang Anshi resigned, and Zhao Ji changed the year to Yuanfeng."

"Based on the era name of the Great Song Dynasty, this year is the second year of Yuanfeng."

In the depths of the clouds and mist, there are mountain peaks that are misty between the clouds and mist.

There is a grass house on the mountain peak, and there is a young man holding a book in one hand and a rod in the other, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone.

The boy's clothes are no longer worn, and although the clothes on his body are not good materials, they are particularly decent to wear on the boy.

The young man's face is handsome, and the most striking thing should be the young man's eyes.

If ordinary people see the teenager for the first time, they will unconsciously be attracted by the teenager's eyes.

The so-called bright eyes and bright stars are too accurate to describe the eyes of the young man.

This is because Yuan Sheng's own god is too powerful, and his eyes are the portal of the soul, so it seems that Yuan Sheng's eyes are as bright as a star.

At this time, Yuan Sheng didn't know anything about everything under the mountain, in fact, even if he knew everything under the mountain, most of them would only laugh.

The things that let the old yellow dog do are, firstly, that there are indeed some supplies needed on the mountain, and secondly, that Yuan Sheng needs to slowly get in touch with this side of the world, at least to confirm what year and month he is in.

As for the old yellow dog's miracle that attracted the attention of people with a heart, whether it was Yuan Shengyo or Huang Xiao himself, he didn't care.

Instead, they hoped that the old yellow dog's actions would cause some people's actions, after all, Yuan Sheng had not forgotten the catastrophe that had befallen his original family when he fell into this realm at the beginning of March.

After Huang Xiao opened his mind, his feelings for the original owner's family were also quite profound. A person and a dog all know that the original family offended the landlord and gentry in the countryside, which led to such a disaster.

And Huang Xiao's so-called demon name can make some people afraid, and it can even make some people feel panicked.

At least the hunter who had traded with Huang Xiao a few times told the old yellow dog everything he knew about the original body not long ago, and what Huang Xiao knew, Yuan Sheng naturally knew.

Yuan Sheng didn't care about what action the landlord and gentry surnamed Wang would take under the mountain, and the old yellow dog Huang Xiao didn't care either.

Not to mention that Yuan Sheng has been in this realm for more than seventy days, although his strength cannot be said to have fully recovered, it is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

As for the old yellow dog Huang Xiao, Yuan Sheng is also very cultivated.

Especially after being given the seed of Chakra by Yuan Sheng, the old yellow dog Huang Xiao also initially practiced Wind Escape and Fire Escape.

Their own strong strength is the foundation for Yuan Sheng and Lao Huanggou to be able to care less about everything outside the mountain. Especially for Yuan Sheng, who has recovered a few points of strength, even with the old yellow dog, he can come and go freely in the army.

"In the second year of Yuanfeng, Wang Anshi, it is a good era!"

"Although I didn't learn history well, I can still remember that Su Shi, Li Qingzhao and others seem to be characters after Wang Anshi?"

"If these people are destined for me, it must be interesting to have an encounter with these famous characters across time and space!"

Yuan Sheng's thoughts were tumbling, and he covered the yellowed book in his hand to his face like this, and the back half of his body leaned on the old yellow dog.

The corner of the young man's mouth had a faint smile, and he was so lazy basking in the afternoon sun, half-asleep and half-awake fishing for fish, it was really unhappy.

The old yellow dog watched Yuan Sheng's movements, but he moved his body and adjusted his posture to make Yuan Sheng more comfortable.

Hongchen people's hearts are complicated, whether it is Yuan Sheng or the old yellow dog, they all know that as the things about the demons in the mountains slowly spread, most of the leisurely days on the mountain will not be as clean as they are now.

But if you have been leisurely, in Yuan Sheng's opinion, such a day will still be boring after a long time.

"So, Huang Xiao, you have to go out a few more times a day."

"The Great Song Dynasty is a good way, Huang Xiao, your reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and there must be more and more interesting people visiting us."

"Although I still don't know much about this world, I also know that most of this world has no real immortals."

"The ancient immortals and gods are all vain, only the Yellow Demon leaves its name!"

"There is only one demon, and it should be able to affect the hearts of the people all over the world."

"Among the tens of millions of people, I don't know how many people are wise? How many people are outstanding at the moment? ”

"Among the tens of millions of people, how many people can join me in the Great Dao, make up for the side gate of my left path, and repair my Dao Fa-rectification?"

Yuan Sheng's face was covered with yellowed books, and he murmured softly as if in a dream.

And the old yellow dog he was leaning on, listening to Yuan Sheng's words, just hung his head on the ground.

After more than 70 days of getting along, Huang Xiao already knew that his little master should really be dead.

But Huang Xiao also knew that he couldn't blame the current little master, if it wasn't for the current little master, most of them would have died in the mountains and wilderness.

And the smell of the little master is still the original smell, maybe the personality has changed a lot, but the body is still the same body. Huang Xiao didn't know what the soul was, he only recognized the body of the original owner, and as for the soul, he couldn't see or touch it, let alone distinguish it.

He is just a domestic dog, and he can't live a life in the mountains.

Although the current little master likes to break some of his illusions, for Huang Xiao, he still likes his current life.

"Little master, why didn't that old Taoist priest let him into the mountain?"

"He has a lot of books hidden in his house, so he must be a learned person, right?"

"Little master, if you let him into the mountain, will you be able to help the little master?"

After a while, Huang Xiao tilted his head and arched the book on Yuan Sheng's face as if he remembered something, and asked out the doubts in his heart.

Only Huang Xiao knew that Yuan Sheng had actually been out of the mountains.

It was when he was hunting in the second month and met the old Taoist priest who was collecting medicine in the forest.

However, the old Taoist priest only said that he was a wild solitary Zen, and like mediocre beings, he longed for immortality.

The old Taoist priest didn't know any longevity methods, but just drank dew and ate herbs like those hermit predecessors, in order to shed himself and become an immortal.

Not long after Huang Xiao discovered the other party, Yuan Sheng visited the old Taoist priest with him. Even for the details of this world, Yuan Sheng learned a lot from the old Taoist priest.

"That old Taoist priest is not a good thing, at most he can only be regarded as a paranoid and ruthless person who relies on the old and sells the old."

"I'm looking for a friend of the same path who can make up for my left side method, not to find a father who dictates to me."

Yuan Sheng listened to Huang Xiao's words, and also thought of the old Taoist, and then unceremoniously judged the old Taoist.

Although he had only been in contact with the old Taoist priest once, when the old Taoist priest first met Yuan Sheng, the meaning in and out of his words was that Yuan Sheng's attitude was not correct enough and he did not respect himself enough.

It wasn't until Huang Xiao opened his mouth that the old Taoist priest knew that he had probably met a real cultivator.

The old Taoist priest was still preaching that Yuan Sheng was not respectful enough for the elderly, and when he heard Huang Xiao speak, the old Taoist priest groveled again, and told the story of how he abandoned his parents and hid in the mountains to seek immortality.

If you really meet the true truth, you will probably thank the old Taoist priest for his firm desire to seek the Tao.

But in Yuan Sheng's opinion, this old Taoist priest has not even done a good job alone, how can he do a good job of cultivation?

And the amount of knowledge of the old Taoist, Yuan Sheng really can't look down on it.

The old Taoist priest was just looking at the few books he had, and he didn't know where he got the Taoist books from the books, and he didn't even have a trace of brilliance.

Yuan Sheng only visited the other party once, and then he no longer paid attention to the other party.

It's just that the old Taoist priest seems to feel that he has hit the fairy fate, and after that day, he has been entangled under the mountain every day.

This is also the reason why the enchantments arranged by Yuan Sheng have been spread to the bottom of the mountain.

Not for anything else, just because this old Taoist priest seemed to want Yuan Sheng to take a look and see how firm his desire to seek the Tao was.

But the old Taoist priest's self-righteous desire to seek the Tao is just a visit to the morning and return at night, but a repetition of his only few scriptures at the foot of the mountain every day.

For this kind of behavior of the old Taoist, Yuan Sheng just wants to say something that disturbs people's dreams!

As for the old Taoist priest's death in the face of Cangshan in the end, it was just the old Taoist's unwillingness to see the cultivation method, but he didn't have the opportunity to get started.

"That old Taoist priest is indeed very noisy."

Listening to Yuan Sheng's evaluation of the old Taoist, Huang Xiao tilted his head and thought about it, and said his thoughts.

One person and one dog didn't have anything to talk about, just enjoying the afternoon drunken time so comfortably.

When the sun came to the west, the old yellow dog arched Yuan Sheng with his head again.

This is the hunting time of the old yellow dog, and what can be eaten at night depends on what the old yellow dog can catch this time.

Yuan Sheng felt the movements of the old yellow dog, and also took off the scriptures covering his face.

After rubbing his sleepy eyes, Yuan Sheng shook the bamboo pole in his hand again.

It's also strange to say, obviously he hasn't caught a fish for half a day, but Yuan Sheng just shook the fishing rod, and after half a breath, the fishing line is so straight?

The old yellow dog stared at the dog and watched Yuan Sheng take four or five breaths before shaking his body and galloping towards the bottom of the mountain.

The old yellow dog looked at Yuan Sheng like that, naturally for a reason.

What is the level of fishing of his own little master, the old yellow dog is very clear.

But the strange thing is that every time it comes to the little master of his own house, there must be a fish bite.

After watching it for so many days, the old yellow dog couldn't guess that this was his little master's use of small means in order not to be empty-handed.

It's just that the dog suffers, and every time the fish in the pond are caught, they have to work hard for the big yellow dog to catch fish in farther waters, just so that the fish in this pond will not become extinct.

It was also when Huang Xiao ran out of the mountain, on the next hill of the nameless hill where Yuan Sheng was, a team of more than 20 people was staring at the hill not far away.

With a sound of rustling, another figure came from the bottom of the mountain.

The figure whispered something to the team in front of him, and his eyes flickered inevitably.

After a while, the group seemed to have decided on something, and they quietly touched the next hill with either a Pu knife in their hands or a dung fork and a rake.