Reach out and pick a red leaf and put it in your mouth to chew, from the beginning of the bitterness, after chewing actually a trace of sweetness.

This is a common shrub on Qiyun Mountain, you can pick young leaves to make tea, Zhao Chengyun has no hobby for drinking tea and drinking, he picks a leaf and chews it in his mouth, but his mouth is lonely.

The mouth will be lonely, and people will be lonely, no matter who they are, they can't be an exception, so he needs to walk around in his spare time, looking at the mountains, the fog, and the flame forest.

Of course, he will also meet some people here, such as the female temple of Xiangyang Temple in the temple next door.

Her temple is not rented, but inherited, Zhao Chengyun communicated with her a few words, knowing that her name is Zhang Zhuqing, she was taken up the mountain by her master since she was a child, and there is a small red bamboo forest around her temple.

She likes to play the flute, and there is no fixed time, probably when she is lonely and bored, she plays it casually, the flute is melodious, sometimes with the wind, sometimes entangled in the starlight, and sometimes with the light of the rising sun.

But more often than not, it's in the sunset.

When Zhao Yingyun heard it, he always felt that this flute was saying goodbye to the sunset every day.

At this time, if Zhao Yingyun happened to have already finished his work, he would listen to it, sometimes sitting in the temple and listening, sometimes he came outside to listen.

If you listen outside, you can vaguely see her figure, her temple is located much higher than Zhao Chengyun's temple, the place where the flute is played, is on a high ground, stretching out a stone like a palm, and below the stone is a red bamboo forest, the bamboo forest seems to be at her feet.

She wore a white dress that fluttered in the wind, except that her hair and eyebrows were red.

Zhao Yingyun didn't know if it was caused by her cultivation or if she was born like this.

However, even with her red hair and red eyebrows, her skin is very white, which is a little different from the white of her clothes, her clothes are silvery-white, while her skin is a dewy jade white, and even has a clean and translucent feeling.

The flute she played was very good, Zhao Zhiyun didn't know who was better than Jin Xiuzhi's Xiao sound in Lishan and her, but at this time, he felt that her flute and the sound of the mountain and forest wind were in one place, flowing like an invisible spring in the mountains.

In the sunset, the mountains are red all over, and the forests are dyed.

He stood there looking at the clouds and mist, watching the eaves of the other temples loom among the trees.

It's also wonderful to listen to the sound of the flute from time to time.

The night came as scheduled, and the starlight appeared out of nothingness, and the starlight shimmered.

The sound of the flute disappeared at some point, and the moon shone in front of the temple gate, and it was peaceful.

Another day passed.

It's a year in the blink of an eye.

The days here are peaceful, and everyone guards their temples.

However, the temple in front of Zhao Yingyun seems to be holding some kind of celebration today, and it has been quite lively recently.

Zhao Yingyun knew that the temple in front of him belonged to the Chaoyang faction, and he liked the morning sun the most.

That temple is much bigger than Zhao Chengyun's one, there are several viewing halls, the full name is Danfeng Temple, and it is taken from the meaning of Danfeng Chaoyang.

The temple owner and Zhao Chengyun have spoken a few times, and he is a serious but enthusiastic person, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

As the day approaches, the Danfeng Temple will inevitably become lively, and it will also break the inherent tranquility.

There were many Xuanguang disciples who came, and there were even some who had not been in the field for a long time, and there were actually thirty or forty people, so some people would come to Zhao Yingyun's temple to see, they were just curious.

Zhao Yingyun could hear someone in the temple who had gone with them to cultivate: "This temple is a rented temple in the mountains, for the use of expatriate Taoist friends to collect real fire, let's not disturb it." ”

He could hear that he was a disciple of the temple Zhu Jinyang Daoist of Danfeng Temple, it seemed to be called Mianfeng, which belonged to the Xuanguang realm, and could also be called Xuanguang condensation, but the magic weapon, the void painting talisman, he had seen the other party practice spells in the forest.

After he said not to disturb, everyone's voice was much quieter for a while, Zhao Chengyun extracted the true fire of the sun in the house, and didn't pay attention to it, after a period of silence, there was a person who said: "Senior Brother Mianfeng, can we go to the Xiangyang Temple above?" I heard that there is a red-haired fairy living in the Xiangyang Temple, and the rhyme is wonderful, is it true? ”

"Uncle Zhang doesn't like to be disturbed." Mianfeng said.

"We just take a look from afar, and don't bother Uncle Zhang." Someone immediately said.

The sound of sound and footsteps was gone.

Zhao Yingyun extracted the true fire of the sun, and another day passed.

In a blink of an eye, it was night again, Zhao Yingyun was soaking the sun in the true fire of the secluded spring water, and suddenly heard a scolding, this is the voice of Zhang Zhuqing, which came from the Xiangyang Temple above.

He frowned slightly, and did not go out.

Just looked outside the temple, only to see the firelight flickering, and felt that there was a scorching heat surging in the direction of the Xiangyang Temple.

Zhao Chengyun came to the gate of the temple and saw a person fleeing from the Danfeng Temple in front of him, and Zhang Zhuqing was chasing after him, and many people immediately poured out of the Danfeng Temple in front of him.

So they confronted each other in front of the temple.

Zhang Zhuqing has a female disciple, who is very spicy, and it is difficult to scold people, and the other people in the Danfeng Temple probably figured out what was going on, and felt that they were at a loss, so it was naturally not easy to reply, but Zhang Zhuqing asked them to hand over people, but they were absolutely unwilling to hand them over.

Zhao Yingyun came to the side to look at the confrontation between the two parties, if there was to be a fight, it was obvious that Zhang Zhuqing's side would suffer, she was just one person, and many people on the other side, although most of them were disciples, were also brought by the master.

Everyone also saw Zhao Yingyun watching the excitement there, of course, he was not alone, Danfeng Temple broke the tranquility of this place, and the temples in this area were also shocked by this excitement, and many people were watching from afar.

In the end, of course, it was not resolved, and of course Zhao Chengyun would not ask.

After that, the Danfeng Temple also strengthened the restraints, and nothing bad happened.

But later, he also saw that after the celebration, the temple blessing of Danfeng Temple went to Xiangyang Temple, and he didn't know whether it was to apologize or explain his distress or something.

Then, the temple zhu of Danfeng Temple saw that he happened to be outside the temple and did not do his work, so he also walked over and said that he had been disturbed a lot these days.

Of course, Zhao Yingyun didn't say anything like you were too noisy before, and he didn't ask what happened that night.

Everything was calm again, but not long after, Zhao Yingyun found that Zhang Zhuqing in the Xiangyang Temple above him had left with his disciples.

It took three months to come back.

Not long after, the Jinyang Daoist in Danfeng Temple suddenly rushed to Xiangyang Temple, and had an argument with Zhang Zhuqing, the temple of Xiangyang Temple, and vaguely, Zhao Chengyun seemed to hear him saying: "Senior Sister Zhang, you are too bold." ……”

"You can denounce me......" These were Zhang Zhuqing's words.

After that, Jinyang Dao suppressed his voice again, and Zhao Yingyun couldn't hear it.

Zhao Yingyun guessed that it might be Zhang Zhuqing who went down the mountain to kill the person who offended him in the past three months, and the other party obviously had an extraordinary family background, so he protected him at the time, and now that the other party is dead, Jinyang Dao people guessed that Zhang Zhuqing did it, so he heard a few words of dialogue without beginning and end.

Zhao Chengyun can't control other people's affairs, he still extracts the true fire of the sun every day.

Another year has passed.

The Jinyang Daoist in the Danfeng Temple in front of him went down the mountain with a few disciples, leaving only his second disciple Mianshan to guard the temple with two young disciples who had just started.

Later, the two disciples Mianshan came to visit Zhao Negative Yun, and Zhao Negative Yun learned that the other party was invited by the Jingque Dao Palace in Beijing to go to the Jingque Dao Palace as a Taoist master.

And from him, Zhao Yingyun also knew that the palace master of the Jingque Dao Palace had actually been changed, and he was replaced by Tiandu Mountain Wind and Thunder Zhenren.

This news surprised Zhao Yingyun, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was normal, because this Jingque Dao Palace was controlled by the Taishi before.

The monks recommended by the county governments entered the Jingque Dao Palace, although they were protégés of the Son of Heaven and were selected by the country, but in fact, they were all really close to the Taishi of Luo Xianguan, because the Taoist masters there were all appointed and dismissed by the Taishi.

And the families in various places hold the quota for entering the Jingque Dao Palace, so that people who are not from the family have no chance to enter at all, and naturally they cannot serve the court, and even if they do, they must enter the court through the relationship of the family.

Now the imperial court has made a new policy, that is, to put aside the recommendation of the family and make a set of direct road to the selection of scholars.

Zhao Chengyun didn't know how the Daozi Courtyards were being built in various places at the moment, because his energy was not focused on this aspect.

So, he asked the other party if he knew about the situation of Tiandu Mountain by asking the new palace master of Jingque Dao Palace, but the other party was: "I heard that Tiandu Mountain has been divided, and some of them have entered the WTO, such as Fenglei Zhenren entering Jingque Dao Palace, and a group of Tiandu Mountain has been scattered to Daozi courtyards in various places, and some people are sealed in the mountains for meditation. ”

Zhao Yingyun frowned a little when he heard this, he himself was a disciple of Tiandu Mountain, and he didn't know about it, but if he wanted to say that it was groundless, it wasn't because he had this sign when he was in the mountains.

"Is it really a split?" Zhao Yingyun thought to himself.

But I don't think it will be, at least Master Xun or Ma Sanhu have never given themselves a hint in this regard, Master Xun just asked him not to go back to the mountains, to practice well by himself, and open up the Purple Mansion as soon as possible.

And Ma Sanhu has never targeted anyone, except for letting himself check by the people on the list to see if they have done anything bad at the beginning.

Another is that Tiandu Mountain has a great enemy, the Great Luo Secret Sect, in the shadows, so it won't split at this time.

There are doubts in his heart, but it is not something he can solve now, the only thing he can do is to practice hard and open up the Purple Mansion as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, another year had passed, and half of the true fire of the sun in his large bottle had been collected, and it was placed in the darkness, like a golden liquid, emitting a golden-red glow, as if the little sun was imprisoned in the bottle.