Early in the morning.

The sound of birdsong, ten thousand beasts pass through, the geese sweep the sky, the sun falls in the sky, pierces the lush forests in the mountains, scatters the clouds and mist in the air, and shines on the top of the small temple, a piece of light.

The crescent moon has been chanting in the Buddhist hall.

Tang Qing woke up to the sound of chanting.

After the two of them sat and ate in the courtyard, they walked out of the temple gate and came to the winding mountain road in the mountains.

Then go straight down to the bottom of the mountain.

Today is the first lesson of the practice.

Tang Qing was full of interest.

The little beast and the little donkey Xiaohua followed behind with two rows of white teeth, shaking her head and pouting her ass with the same interest.

It haunts in front of the mountain temple and disappears all day long.

You can't find it in the past.

But he always appeared on time when Tang Qing walked out of the small temple, last time he went to the top of the mountain, and this time he came to the foot of the mountain.

Tang Qing had long doubts about this, and wanted to take this opportunity to figure it out, but he was disturbed by the next cultivation course arranged by the crescent moon.

Practice the first lesson.

Mountain climbing.

"Senior sister, are you sure you're not mistaken? Is climbing a mountain also considered a practice? And you can't walk the mountain path, you can only climb along the mountain?"

Tang Qing raised his eyes and looked up along the mountain range, a little desperate.

The mountain is not steep, but it is too high.

From that small temple to the foot of the mountain, even a gentle walk up the mountain path takes a long time, not to mention walking through the wild bushes and even the wild beasts.

Difficult.

It's hard to climb a mountain.

It's hard to get to the sky.

Especially for Tang Qing.

The crescent moon smiled: "Cultivators pay the most attention to their physique, and this is also a threshold for ordinary people to enter the cultivation world. A realm is innate, and if you want to step into it, you must polish your acquired body. The best way I can think of at the moment is to climb a mountain. ”

She suddenly patted Xiaohua's head and said, "I'll wait for you to come back in the temple, Xiaohua will accompany you." ”

After saying this, she went up the mountain along the same road, leaving Tang Qing stunned in place.

The little donkey grinned.

The small white pocket around its neck whirred in the wind, like its mood at the moment.

Tang Qing was silent in place, staring at Xiaohua for a long time, and waited until the sun was rising, and it was almost noon in the blink of an eye, and then he turned around with difficulty and walked towards the mountain.

If you don't hurry, you may not be able to get back to the small temple before dark.

It's best to rush back before dinner, and you can accompany your sister to read more books.

Tang Qing thought so in his heart.

But after all, he still underestimated the mountain.

Even if he had moved fast enough and desperately enough, by the time his legs weakened and he had climbed over the last stone layer to the stairs in front of the small temple, a crescent moon had already hung in the sky.

It's night.

Tang Qing struggled to get up.

The loose robe prepared by the crescent moon has been pierced by sharp stones and barbs between the mountains, and scratches and bruises can be faintly seen on the exposed skin.

Even there is a slight inconvenience between walking, such as overwork or hidden pain.

When did His Royal Highness the Prince, who had lived carefully in the deep hall of the Tang Kingdom for sixteen years, ever have such personal pain and scars?

It's not a good feeling.

But it's real.

Tang Qing had a lot of emotions in his eyes, and he had mixed feelings.

Xiaohua appeared from behind with a simple body, and the donkey's eyes were full of smiles.

Without waiting for the boy to turn back, it ticked away with crisp little steps, and soon disappeared into the shadows under the eaves of the small temple.

The crescent moon walked out of the temple and looked at Tang Qing, who was scarred under the night sky, his face was full of distress.

She said: "Hot water has been prepared in the house, and there are medicinal herbs in it to dispel injuries and nourish the mind, you can go in and soak for half an hour before you come out to eat." ”

Tang Qing's heart warmed and said, "Thank you, senior sister, I thought I could rush back early, but I didn't want to rub it off until now." The mountain road is bumpy, and it is really difficult to walk. However, I am already familiar with the road up the mountain and into the temple, and I should be able to come back sooner in a few days. ”

Crescent Moon nodded and said: "Innate physique, strain its muscles and bones, the stupidest way is also the most down-to-earth way." When you can get back before dark, you won't have to climb that part of the road. ”

Tang Qing's heart was relieved, and he was just about to speak, but the crescent moon spoke again: "After climbing the road at the foot of the mountain, you can climb from the temple to the top of the mountain." Last time, Xiaohua carried you up, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future. You have to come on!"

Tang Qing was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look up at the top of the mountain.

The sight is boundless, and the wind is all over it.

It's almost on par with the scales.

The pressure is high.

Crescent touched his head, gentle encouragement.

Although the sky is dark, the mountains are wide.

There is simply moonlight, which can illuminate the road ahead.

Tang Qing didn't say a word, walked into the house with a red face, took a bath, changed clothes and dresses, ate, and then returned to the Buddhist hall to recite scriptures.

Halfway up the mountain, he went back to his room to rest, but instead of dying, he woke up in the middle of the night, walked silently along the trail to the bottom of the mountain, repeating the process as during the day, and continuing to climb the mountain.

There are many things in life that require a person to do it desperately, regardless of the result, just look at the original intention.

It's like practice.

It's a long road, and the beginning is the hardest.

The boy understood.

And I did it.

Xiaohua jumped to a corner of the eaves on the highest floor of the small temple at some point, and the donkey's eyes were bright, looking at the figure that was climbing hard at the bottom of the mountain, grinning happily.

The crescent moon stood in front of the temple, with light in her eyes, brighter than the moon, she smiled softly, gentle like the wind, blending into the mountain, and accompanying the young man.

......

The mountain boy is working hard.

Thousands of miles away, somewhere in the wasteland, another teenager is saying goodbye.

Lonely graveside.

Ah Diao carried the ancient knife, wore a hat, wore sackcloth, and stepped on straw sandals, still dressed in bohemian and uninhibited manners.

It's just that his expression is not as relaxed as before.

"Are you really going to the Heaven and Earth Divine Courtyard?"

Run Shi Niang approached him slightly, approached him, and said softly: "After going through so many things, I can finally settle down, why do you have to leave in a hurry? Is it because the little naïve in your mouth said that he wanted to go to the temple to study? But he is gone now, maybe he will not go again at all." ”

Diao's voice soon came from under the hat: "Since he chose not to say goodbye, there must be a reason not to say goodbye." I'm going to find him, not just for that reason, but more importantly, he's paid me a lot for drinks, and I'm not yet his bodyguard. ”

There is a wind blowing in the wasteland, and it is a bleak chill.

Ah Diao looked at the sky and continued: "You continue to be the proprietress of Gentle Township in Kunlun City, brew the unfinished gut sound, and when I come back, I plan to owe you a lifetime of wine money." ”

That's it.

Ah Diao hugged Run Shi Niang into his arms.

Silence embraces each other.

Say goodbye.

Then he turned around and left.

In his arms, there was Tang Qing's letter.

On his chest, there were a few tears of Runshi Niang.

Behind him, someone was crying down like rain, calling softly in the wasteland: "Wait for you to come back." ”

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