From Nanyang City to Niyang, there is some distance, if you hike, you always have to walk for a day.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of "Jili drum cars" in Nanyang City, and the speed is not slow to negotiate with the coachman to double the price.

In just one hour, we arrived at Niyang.

"Childe, there are five mountains ahead, there is no big road to do, and the carriage can only be sent here."

Ling Muyun looked up, strange rocks, strange caves, dangerous peaks and forests, it is indeed a good place to live in seclusion: "Liu Ziji of Nanyang, but he chose a good place. ”

"That is, Liu Gong loves to travel in the mountains and rivers, and he chose Crouching Tiger Mountain, which is like a fairyland." The groom chimed in.

"Do you know Liu Ziji's hermitage?"

"Look at what Gongzi said, our industry is as big as the family and the country, and as small as the end of the alley, what are the big things and small things you don't know?" The groom turned the horse's head: "The old man's surname is Ma, you have to call the old horse in the industry, Childe will remember to take care of my business next time, and I will give Childe some discounts." ”

"Well, that's nature."

There are five peaks in Wuduo Mountain, which are steep and strange, if you don't listen to the news of the old horse, you will look for them according to the peaks, and you don't know when you want to find them.

"Sure enough, the housekeeper surnamed Jia is all a virtue."

Ling Muyun thought of Steward Jia's big words, and Jia Jia appeared in his mind.

The mountain road is rugged and winding, and the valley is full of yuanqi, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Occasionally, there are sporadic hermits, who set up temporary wooden houses and concentrate on the Tao.

Ling Muyun didn't have the amount of steps to Crouching Tiger Mountain, he carried the Zhenqi, and jumped step by step from the mountain to the peak with the thunder method.

Looking into the distance, the fog is clear, as if you are on top of the world.

A few zhang below the peak, there is a small courtyard, the courtyard has a single thatched hut, although it looks simple, but the master is elegant, still use the wooden plank as a couplet.

Shanglian: Seclusion in the world, let the floating name go with the water

Downlink: Fishing by the stream, watch Yaxing take the bait

The horizontal batch also seems unique: a fairy mansion.

Ling Muyun turned to the path, came to the door, and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Daoyou pushes the door!" The owner's voice could be heard from inside the house.

"Dare to ask where Mr. Liu lives?" Ling Muyun pushed the door in, stood outside the courtyard, and saluted the wooden house.

"Fellow Daoists, sit down, I'll come in a moment."

In Ling Muyun's eyes, Liu Ziji's outfit looked nondescript.

Only a wide cloth coat was draped over his body, with his chest and back exposed, and his sleeves were half pulled.

Under the grass belt around his waist, he was also a pair of wide trousers, barefoot.

Holding an antique teapot in his hand.

"Who are the Taoist friends?"

From Ling Muyun running through the mountain stream, there was a hidden thunder, and Liu Ziji knew that there was a visitor.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person who came would be so young.

"In Xia Ling Muyun, I came to visit Mr. Liu."

"Daoyou's cultivation is not low, it should be in the four realms, but I don't see a Daoist friend on the Great Jin Xuantian List, dare to ask which master disciple it is?"

Liu Ziji asked.

There is a Xuantian list in the Great Jin Dynasty, which records the cultivation and origin of the cultivators in the world.

Its compiler is Longhu Mountain, and the list is released once a year, and there are few omissions.

The list is arranged with age as the boundary, and there are lists for the year of the crown, the year of establishment, and the year of not being confused, and only the top 100 cultivators are recorded.

As for the hermitage cultivators, there are also many records.

At the same time, according to the customs of the Great Jin Dynasty, the cultivation is divided into ten realms, one realm knocks, two realms enter the room, three realms ascend the hall, four realms are far away, five realms of grandmasters, six realms of vertical and horizontal, seven realms of asking, eight realms of great masters, nine realms of celestials, and ten realms of heavenly monarchs.

In the last three realms, the same as outside the gates, there is a pseudo-character.

How did Ling Muyun know this?

Since the beginning of cultivation, no one has ever talked about the cultivation realm, and when Jia Nianxi and Sima Wei mentioned it, they only knew about the last three realms.

"Mr. Liu, don't blame, I really don't know my cultivation realm." Ling Muyun said sneeringly.

"It's weird, then how did you cultivate and break through the realm?"

"Breakthrough?"

Ling Muyun and Liu Ziji were equally surprised.

Cultivating the first wisp of true qi is for the first realm, and in popular terms, it is also called knocking. True Qi can run Zhou Tian, which is for the second realm, called into the room. Moreover, being able to use magic spells is for the third realm, and he has the ability to ascend to the hall.

Fourth, fifth, and sixth realms, its division is determined by the number of true qi, the boundaries are blurred, according to the explanation of Longhu Mountain, the four realms of true qi run for 36 weeks, without any barrier, over the mountains like walking on the ground.

The five realms and seventy-two weeks can shake the mountain range, and it is to establish a sect.

For those in the Six Realms, the True Qi does not run with Zhou Tianji, full and full of meridians.

The Seven Realms need to comprehend the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and find the truth of Taoism.

The Great Grandmaster of the Eight Realms, the spell has been completed, it has become a self-contained, it has transcended the shackles of the body, and he is not a mortal.

The Nine Realms of Heaven and Man, the magic opens the gate of heaven, and the sun soars, which can be called an immortal.

The Ten Realms of Heavenly Monarch Realm, which is the monarch of heaven and earth, is the monarch of heaven, and the human world is not seen.

"Haven't you ever talked about it?"

Liu Ziji explained thoroughly, although Ling Muyun's accent was not like that of the Central Plains, but among the cultivators in the world, who didn't know the difference between realms?

It was the first time for Ling Muyun to hear such a detailed division of cultivation realms, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

I have practiced for more than ten years, and the operation of the True Qi has always stopped when it is full, and I have never counted how many weeks it can run.

"I studied under my father, who ran away when I was four years old, and I couldn't always guide me, and on weekdays, I mostly practiced on my own."

"Before reaching the crown, he reached the four realms, and the Taoist friend was talented, which made Liu envious."

Liu Ziji poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Ling Muyun: "Please use tea, I don't know what my friend is looking for me?" ”

"About Inkblade."

Ling Muyun told the matter of the ink blade, the causes and consequences one by one, and Liu Ziji's heart trembled when he heard it: "How do you usually understand this blade?" ”

"Enlightenment? Aren't knives used to cut people? Ling Muyun's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

"Tyrannical creatures! The ink blade is in the hands of Taoist friends, and it is really a pearl. ”

Liu Ziji said with a look of regret.

"The ink blade is indeed sharp."

Speaking of "violent heavenly things", Ling Muyun is a little familiar.

Zhang Tianshi also said something similar, and gave himself a shudder, and now that he thinks about it, he still feels a faint pain.

"Fellow Daoists wait first."

Liu Ziji got up and took the ink blade from the thatched hut, and held it in his hands with both hands: "Fellow Daoist, a gentleman does not take advantage of others, this thing is owned by the son, Liu...... Return to Childe. ”

It can be seen that Liu Ziji is extremely reluctant in his heart.

Ling Muyun looked a little embarrassed, if it weren't for the ink blade left by Ji Fengxian, he really couldn't bear to take the ink blade back.

Casually hanging the ink blade on his waist, Ling Muyun arched his hand: "Ling Muyun thank Mr. Liu." ”

After speaking, he suddenly remembered what Liu Ziji said: "How can this knife be enlightened?" ”

"It's like reading a book, reading it!" Liu Ziji had another pain in flesh for a while.

Ling Muyun saw it in his eyes, he was asking for the things around him, but at this time, he was a little sneering, thinking about how to compensate Liu Ziji.

"I don't know how to thank you, sir? I have a book of Dunjia Tianshu, which is a gift from the left immortals, and Mr. can copy it and study it by himself. ”

"What! Dunjia Heavenly Book! ”