The local sect is worth remembering, he has never seen such a strong and stern character as Master Lengmushroom, and he has never encountered such hypocrisy as Huang Xiuxian. The affection for Ouyang Ziyun, the encounter with the female ghost, the friendship between Dafu Right, Dafu Zuo and Feng Yousheng, and the challenge of Dongfang Qingluo's conceit...... The local school is another place where he sprouted and watered and grew.

He admires the strictness and prudence of the mushroom master, he hates and regrets the character of Dongfang Qingluo, he likes to be easy-going with the great fortune right, his feelings for Ouyang Ziyun are real, and even the encounters and encounters of female ghosts...... It's all good for Wang Dashi at this moment. A lot of things happened in the Native School, the ferocity of the old servant, the strange sick, the danger and fear that filled it...... At this moment, Wang Dashi couldn't feel it anymore, he even felt that those were wonderful and unforgettable memories, and everything in the memory was the best memory, even if it was full of humiliation.

The Qingyu Mountains are winding and extended, and from a distance and up close, it is a picture of loneliness and gloom. The dormitory where Wang Dashi once lived, the kitchen there, the martial arts training ground and Qingfeng Mountain...... In this picture, it is condensed into confusion......

And what makes him feel the most guilty is the master of the mushroom, he is the first disciple of the mushroom to accept in his old age, as a disciple of the local sect, he can't carry forward the sect, he can't inherit the classics of the sect, he can't avenge the master who died in vain, he feels ashamed. At this time, he came to the tomb of the mushroom master with apologies and shame, he wanted to ask the mushroom master for his guilt, he wanted to complain to the mushroom master, he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the mushroom master, he wanted to say goodbye to the dead mushroom master, and he wanted to say goodbye to the local sect.

This is already the cold winter season, there is still frost in the sky, and the ground is white, and the flowers and plants are withering. High on the hillside, the mist is layered on top of each other, like a long light veil floating.

Wang Dashi was thinly dressed, and he fell quietly between heaven and earth, like an orphan in the vast sky. He suffered a lot of humiliation, but he never suffered the blow of being excommunicated, such a blow made him expect Ai Ai, for his life is a big hurdle, he once shame and humiliation vividly, Master Leng Mushroom passed on him as a disciple to give him unsurpassed glory. He thought that he could settle down comfortably in the local school in the future, but how did he know that this kind of "shame" criticism has been haunted by dreams, and he can't get rid of it. He walked to the grave of Master Lengmushroom, knelt down, shed tears, and said silently, "Is this fate?

"That's right, Master Leng Mushroom is the most taboo for me to cry, the most taboo for me to speak, the most taboo for me not to be able to raise my head—— I can't cry! I have to have the will! I can't stammer—— when I kowtow to Master Leng Mushroom and speak, and I have to raise my head immediately after kowtowing Master Leng Mushroom died with hatred, nothing was assigned, only a will, if she saw my disciple crying and crying, how could she feel at ease?"

Wang Dashi thought, first wiped away his tears, and then moistened his throat, he wanted to show his firm will and loud voice in front of Master Leng's grave.

In this way, he kowtowed, but he didn't know how to say the words that had been prepared in his heart.

He raised his head again, looking at the wide heaven and earth from afar, and felt that his mind was broad, and his fighting spirit fluctuated in his heart.

Although the heavens and the earth are great and wide, they are confused and do not know what to do. Wang Dashi carried his bags on his back, looked at the soft in his hand, and didn't know where he was going to settle down?

Wang Dashi was a little discouraged, he used to study with Mr. Zhang, but before the master could shout, Mr. Zhang was imprisoned and finally sent to the guillotine. And this time, with the mushroom master, it was only more than half a year, and the mushroom master died inexplicably. His father didn't dare to call him to this day, and he didn't dare to marry him, so he had to call him the king's chief...... Could it be like the previous rumor, there is a gram in fate, and he is destined not to recognize his master and not be able to get involved with his relatives?

The more I think about it, the more chaotic it is, the more chaotic it is, the more frightened it becomes, heaven and earth are all things of creation, how can there be anything that goes along with the heart, Wang Dashi closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

Since he was expelled from the church, he will not stay anymore, everything depends on his attachment to God, he hopes that God can be more attached to God, but he doesn't know how to do it to get God's affection.

He looked up at the sky and sighed: "Alas...... Be good, don't destroy your conscience, God will not bully a hard-working person like me!"

In this way, Wang Dashi sighed and left this place. This time, he didn't know when he would be able to kowtow to Master Leng Mushroom again, Master Leng Mushroom's former strictness, the former teachings were surging in his mind, and he now felt how good it would be if Master Leng Mushroom was still there. He turned his face to look back, he wanted to silently remember everything here in his mind, he wanted to take another look at the Qingfeng Mountain not far away, the temple that towered over, the fairyland-like moon pavilion, the mighty hall......

Wang Dashi watched, tears flowed down again, he knew that he would leave this time, and he would never come back, he looked at it deeply......

At this time, he suddenly saw layers of white smoke floating in the main hall of the local sect, and thick smoke was also billowing from the courtyard behind the hall. The mountains are cold, and the mist is mixed with these two white smoke masses, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

Wang Dashi was stunned suddenly, he felt that something seemed to have happened to the local faction, and at this moment, a smell of burning fire wafted into his nasal cavity.

"No, no, God bless!" Wang Dashi thought silently, clasped his hands together to bless, and panicked for a while.

The puffs of white smoke kept rising.

Wang Dashi froze, wiped his eyes, and focused his gaze again, when he noticed that the billowing white smoke that greeted him was mixed with red flames.

"Not good, not good!" The first thing that came to Wang Dashi's mind was that the local sect was burned by the fire, this is the foundation of the mushroom master, if the local sect is wiped out in this fire, there will be one less sect in the way.

"What should I do, I've been excommunicated...... I, what should I do? Daifuku right do they know that there is a fire, do they have a fire......

Wang Dashi didn't think much about it, raised his steps and ran towards the local sect.

At that time, after Wang Dashi walked out of the sect, Huang Xiuxian was afraid that Wang Dashi would return, so he locked the gate of the courtyard. Wang Dashi didn't push the door open, knocked for a long time, and no one opened the door.

The courtyard gate was very high and large, and there was an iron plate sandwiched on the surface, and the iron plate was so hot that Wang Dashi had no strength to push it open, let alone climb it.

The fire in the hall was raging, and I could hear the crackling sound of oil droplets splashing from the nanmu on the porch and the roof cantilevers, and suddenly, there were cries for help, yes, it was the cries for help from Huang Xiuxian and Da Zhumei.

Wang Dashi threw his bags far away and ran towards the back of the mountain, he wanted to come in through the back door.

Wang Dashi has walked too much on this road, but it has never been as difficult as it is today. The mountain road is wide and narrow, the steep slope is craggy, and if you are not careful, you will fall or break your feet. From here, pass through the mountain peak and go back to the back mountain of the local sect and then go to the main hall, not to mention the time of two incense sticks.

Wang Dashi had the idea of saving people in his heart, so he didn't care so much, and still ran forward as fast as he could, not realizing the danger of rubbing shoulders with him at all.

When he ran to the martial arts training ground, he saw that the kitchen and the courtyard were also on fire. Wang Dashi pushed open the back door and rushed in, he shouted at the top of his voice Dafu right, Dafu left and Feng Yousheng, shouting for a long time and no one answered; he ran into the kitchen, and after making sure that the three people were not here, he rushed towards the main hall again.

Time passed quickly, and the fire showed no mercy, wantonly showing its roasting obscenity. The wooden beams at the top of the hall were surrounded by flames, and gravel and tiles had fallen, some of which had been burned down, revealing large holes, and the back door and wooden wall grille had long since disappeared. The fire was still fierce, and Wang Dashi had no way to get in.

Wang Dashi knew that Huang Xiuxian and Da Zhumei were besieged by the fire, so he didn't care about the danger and rushed into the main hall, shouting and searching for it.

At this moment, a cantilever beam was burned and collapsed, sprinkling sparks all over the sky, and at the corner of the wall, Huang Xiuxian's already low and hoarse and weak cry for help was heard, and he must be dying. Wang Dashi discerned the direction of the shout, determined the location, and rushed into the fire again.

The fire spread around, Huang Xiuxian and Da Zhumei were lying on the ground, their faces were red, and they had been burned in many places on their bodies, they must have struggled for a long time and did not find a way out, they were anxious and panicked, and they couldn't stand the smoke and fire and collapsed on the ground. The two of them are now in severe prostration, and if they do not leave the fire as soon as possible, they will be scorched, if not burned to death.

Wang Dashi picked up Huang Xiuxian without hesitation and rushed out of the fire, at this moment, he suddenly felt a burning heat in front of his face, it turned out that the clothes on his body had been burned. Wang Dashi put Huang Xiuxian in a safe place, rolled along the ground a few times, fluttered a few times, extinguished the fire on his body, rushed into the fire again, and rescued Dazhumei.

Huang Xiuxian and Da Zhumei were already unconscious, sweating on their heads and short of breath. Wang Dashi dragged them to a ventilated area and curled them up until they were breathing evenly and relaxed. Then he went to the kitchen and found the bucket in the fire, the handle of which had been burned and the water in it was white smoke.

Wang Dashi brought the bucket to Huang Xiuxian, took the water in his hand and sprinkled it on their faces to cool them down, and then fed them to drink. After a while, the two of them had woken up.

He was still thinking about the three people on the right side of Daifuku, and searched and searched in the ruins of the dormitory and kitchen, but he didn't find them after all. It's just that with such a big fire, it is difficult for anyone with three heads and six arms to escape, could it be that the three people on the right side of Dafu have already been buried in the sea of fire, and the three people on the right side of Dafu are not in the sect at all? Wang Dashi was suspicious for a while, and his heart was even more worried.

When Huang Xiuxian and Da Zhumei opened their eyes and became conscious, Wang Dashi left.

The fire had already burned everything, and even a hundred Wang Dashi could not do anything.

Wang Dashi shed tears again, he walked into the distance, looked back at the local faction, and the local faction was like a piece of ashes. The life's work of the mushroom master was ruined at this time. Wang Dashi was extremely sad, he was really reluctant to leave the unforgettable place, he stood on the ground, stunned and watched, until the thick white smoke dissipated.

The fire was gone, the wind was blowing, and there was no sound to be heard, only the remnants of the local sect were scattered. Wang Dashi's tears flowed down again.

It was getting late, Wang Dashi packed his bags and spent this sleepless night in the barren mountains and wilderness, not only the pain of being expelled from the church, but also the sadness of the loss of the local faction.

When Wang Dashi woke up the next day, he looked around, not knowing where to go.

Longhu Mountain is looking at Zhang Daochang all the time he wants to teach Wang Dashi's martial arts, he wants to go to Longhu Mountain to meet Zhang Daochang, but Longhu Mountain is too far away, he is penniless, and he knows how hard it takes to get there.

He sighed and said silently: "Even if God will not love me, then God will not bully me, a hard-working person, where is the end of the world is a place to stay, and where is the end of the world not home?"

As he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and as far as he could see, a horse in the distance, with its hooves like flying, was rushing towards it.

The man on the horse is a Taoist dress, and he is dusty. Wang Dashi knew him, it was Zhang Daochang, he didn't dare to greet him, hesitated for a while, and waited until the horse passed by before waving and shouting.

Zhang Daochang lifted the reins of the horse, and when he saw that it was Wang Dashi, he was very happy in his heart, and smiled gently.

Wang Dashi felt as if he was in a dream, as if he had prayed in his heart and received a divine answer, so coincidental and timely. "Yes, God will not bully hard-working people! God should respond to me like this, and I should be more loving, kind, and conform to the arrangement of heaven and earth!"

Thinking of this, Wang Dashi carried his bags, ran to Zhang Daochang, and told in detail what had happened recently to the local faction, and when he told it, his face was full of helplessness and grievances.

Zhang Daochang frowned tightly, nodded, and said: "The reputation of the Great Immortal Gu spreads to the Tao, how many people admire it, this death, the local sect will be destroyed in the fire, it's a pity and sad!"

Wang Dashi nodded, he wanted to follow Zhang Daochang to Longhu Mountain to learn martial arts, but it was difficult to speak, but he believed that Zhang Daochang would not leave him behind, because, in his heart, he had already determined that this was God's arrangement.

Really......

Zhang Daochang saw his bag and said, "You have nowhere to go, stand alone, come back to Longhu Mountain with me, are you willing?"

Wang Dashi nodded and said: "Daochang Zhang, I have always regarded the local sect as my home, and I am reluctant to leave, but the Huangzhang sect expelled me from the sect, and I will never have the face to go back! The native sect is already in the past, and I am willing to go to Longhu Mountain to learn art! But, but ......"

Zhang Daochang smiled: "But what? little brother, don't take precautions and say." ”

Wang Dashi felt that Zhang Daochang was very gentle and a figure of the great sect, he said: "Zhang Daochang, but I have already recognized Master Leng, and Master Lengshi is also willing to accept me as a disciple, then, after that, I will call her Master, don't you mind!"

Zhang Daochang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "How can Poor Dao mind with you and other juniors, hahaha......"

Wang Dashi was also overjoyed when he heard it.

Zhang Daochang still smiled and said: "Wang Dashi, you put your bags in the center of the road and leave them for the poor people on the road. ”

Wang Dashi looked at the package in his hand, there was a big robe given to him by Wang Lichang, he was not willing to wear it a few times, although the fabric of this dress was not very good, but it was also a lot of expenses for Wang Lichang, and for Wang Dashi, it was more about Wang Lichang's thoughts and deep father-son love. He looked and looked, hesitated.

"A porridge and a meal, when thinking about it is not easy to come by, if you are not willing, take them with you!" Zhang Daochang said.

Wang Dashi nodded, and according to Zhang Daochang's instructions, he put his bags on the horse's back, and then sat on the horse.

"Have you sat down, have you sat firmly?"

Wang Dashi let out a "hmm".

Zhang Daochang drove the horse.

Wang Dashi sat on horseback, very grateful to Zhang Daochang in his heart, he felt that Zhang Daochang's temperament was just the opposite of the mushroom master, and he was very rigid and serious in the behavior of the mushroom master, one is one, two is two, and Zhang Daochang is very gentle, anything can be discussed, everything can be flexible, in the face of such a character, Wang Dashi felt uncomfortable as an apprentice.

At this time, the horse did not walk very fast, and after walking for a long time, it still did not accelerate, which was really different from the hoof just now. Wang Dashi's heart was full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious, thinking about when he could reach Longhu Mountain at such a speed, Zhang Daochang's temperament is really slow, if it is a mushroom master, it is not like this.

"Daochang Zhang, this, this horse is walking so slowly, why don't you let it run faster, it's really bad compared to the mane of the good horse you returned to the country with me last time!" Wang Dashi asked urgently.

Zhang Daochang was unhurried and said: "All things are born in heaven, so the four knots of heaven and earth operate, and the scenery of each solar term is different. ”

Wang Dashi's psychology is complicated, how can he have this leisure, he looked around, it was all a lonely winter. He looked at the horse and said, "This horse is very short, and has a handsome atmosphere, just like a literary champion, if you want to ride a horse to drive a long road, you have to find a strong martial champion." ”

Zhang Daochang laughed when he heard this: "Hehehe, do you think this horse is not running fast?" Hehe, everything has a temperament, and the speed of this horse is all controlled by the horse itself, everything is born, why bother?"

Wang Dashi sensed that Zhang Daochang spoke profoundly, and admired him in his heart as a master of cultivation.

At this time, the horse seemed to understand what Wang Dashi said, and gradually became faster, running faster and faster, not inferior to a thousand miles of good horses.

After a few days, I arrived at Longhu Mountain.