"When we meet such excellent talents, we naturally can't compete with them for the road, so we go the other way. The dry cicada Taoist pondered for a while, got up and walked to the ancient tree, looked back, sighed and said: "I don't know if we will also die for our own obsession in the future, to be honest, I would like to know the result, but I'm afraid I won't see it." ”

He walked back lightly, looked at the ancient corpse, and wanted to bury him, but when his deep fingers tried to touch his robe, a faint smoke drifted out of the robe, and he raised the fingers of the dry cicada Taoist, signaling not to do so.

The dry cicada Taoist retracted his finger and turned to leave, this time, I am afraid that I don't know if anyone is willing to bury him, Li Shuishan walked a few steps back to the original place, he also had similar thoughts in his heart, but he didn't do it, obviously the dry cicada Taoist people understand the hardships of cultivation better.

The three of them walked to the other side of the ancient tree, there is a pebble pressed under the vines, I don't know which little naughty put it down, if you look closely, this tree is particularly like a companion tree in the middle of the old village, according to legend, there is an ancient tree in every village in the mortal dust, some may be locust trees, some may be poplars...... They accompany the lonely village through time, watching others rise and fall, and the things they witness turn into annual rings.

This turn is a few years, looking at the face will be remembered, and a hundred years later, witnessing the life and death of a complete mortal, sighing, either the wind breaks the waist, or someone has cut off the branch as wood for firewood, this is a trivial matter, the tree also has a moment of death, when the root system no longer spreads, loses its vitality, squats down like an old man, slowly falls on the grass, to touch the earth.

Walking to the ancient tree, the three of them looked at the pebbles and said: "Ancestor Shanquan said that this is the starting place of a village, and the hope of condensing a hundred years of life will send us straight to the eighth floor." However, he also said, let's take a look at the changes in this village called Daohua in the past 100 years. Are you ready?"

Li Shuishan nodded, slowly widened his eyes, and snorted in silence.

The dry cicada Taoist gently picked up the pebble, only to see that everything in front of him seemed to turn into smoke willows, and the three of them were swallowed into it by the ancient tree.

A little boy with a round face and a chubby mouth

Wearing open crotch pants, the farmer's parents gently spread their palms and called him, let him jog, this run, the parents behind slowly turned into shadows and quickly retreated, a little sparrow landed in his fleshy hand, he opened his mouth and called: "Little sparrow, fly and fly....." He chuckled, spread his palms, and threw it into the sky.

The sky is blazing with the sun, the fish in the creek are waiting to be caught, a few naughty children are running on the dirt road with fishing nets, the little yellow dog behind them is frantically wagging their tails and follows, the creek is beaten into a small gap, the net is set on the gap, several people take off their straw sandals, jump down the water that is only calf deep, the cold water stimulates their delicate soles, whirring and panting, one gives the other timid child the atmosphere.

After a jump, the child in open crotch pants stood on the shore with a small fishing net with a big face in his hand, and said timidly: "You catch it, give it to me, and I'll give it to Ah Huang to eat." ”

A few children laughed, knowing that he didn't dare to jump down, the most timid child in Daohua Village, just count you, no matter how irritating they sarcastically mocked this child who was still wearing open crotch pants, just clutched the fishing net, dead or alive, "You just laugh, I'll let Ah Huang bite you." ”

The little yellow dog next to him flicked the lice on his body, jumped up suddenly, and let out an imposing sound, this dog named Ah Huang was actually only three months old, with two white circles on his eyes, and it seemed to have become a four-eyed dog, with the feeling of a fairy in the sky. The old farmer in the village was tired and sat on the ground and called Ah Huang, and the dry smoke protruded from his mouth with a three-finger-wide smoke ring, smashed on his neck, and cooperated with the ground and screamed.

The baby in open crotch pants was already ten years old when he stood at the entrance of the village again, and he looked good, but he habitually squinted and combed his long black hair, which looked like a scholar.

"A gentleman talks about books, and a madman sits on the right. He squinted and walked back and forth, worrying about the great truth between heaven and earth, no one gave him a book, nor did he tell him what is heaven and what is earth. The top and bottom are inseparable and inseparable. But if the two are one, they are born, and man is born. But if the heavens are not divided from the earth, they will lose people

If the heart and the earth are not divided into the heavens, they will lose their fertility. I can be described as a gentleman. ”

At the age of ten, he was famous, and the person who started the hexagram counted the big divination, and was shocked, and the hand holding the sign was soft, unable to lift it, and cried: "It can't be counted, let alone spoken." The one who started his life has long since come to life, coveting the suffering of lust. ”

Daohua Village ushered in the first bumper harvest, the family is happy, the children in the open crotch pants sitting next to the bamboo stream have already been glowing than forward, holding a bookmark, a pile of bamboo slips behind, spread out and closed, one day to see all, can be described as a glance and ten lines.

On another day, his eyes were hot, he looked at the sun for a long time, and said lightly: "Although I woke up early, I didn't have much creation, but I realized the innocence of children, and this innocent state of mind is also a step that most adults are difficult to take." In the books I see now, there are no people who claim to be gentlemen who can go out of the world, and they always feel that they can become saints through the ages by eating the wisdom of their ancestors. But the road he walked, after all, is not his own, he can only say that he has taken the itinerary of others, and he is still saying that he has no one before and no one after him. Isn't this self-deception?"

He raised his hand and took the pen to the sun and wrote in the air:

The way of heavenly punishment is to seize the glory of the sun and the moon, walk among thousands of rays, and not be afraid of life and death.

The meaning of the bamboo forest, taking advantage of the beauty of the immortals, reading the thousand autumns with a beam of light, and not hiding from the wind and cold.

The joy of chasing the wind, breaking the thatched hut, laughing at the stars with a cane, how many predecessors have come here?

......

He stood up magnificently, his eyes were as wise as light, and he roared, "Get up." ”

The mountain tops of Daohua Village burst out, the sky collapsed for hundreds of miles, and a gust of wind rolled up, and the people in the village watched them drift away from the mainland, looking terrified, and worshipping him, "God, please don't leave our homeland." ”

There was an ape cry from the mountain in the original place, and on the square table with rounded corners, there was a fortune teller with a pale face, trembling and kneeling beside the bamboo stream, crying and saying: "Sage, you can comprehend the avenue of heaven and earth at a young age, but the technique of wind, rain, thunder and lightning is an immortal technique, and you can't try it lightly." You first put Daohua Village back to the original place, and I will give you a good immortal sword, named oil bamboo. It is not a pity to cut the wind, break the chess game, and fight the sword for a thousand miles!"