"The girl in the green shirt swaying the rice water on the frame of Xiuluan, the silver lace wrapped around her wrist, the hair of Huang Huizhi, came in hardcover, picked up the barley water in her hand and asked me if I was hungry and thirsty? My answer was that at dusk, the man would lick the corners of his mouth, smile with a smile, and say hoarsely, hungry. ”

"The graceful man who buried half of his bones under the tree, the countless scars on his face bear the decadence of the past few decades. The desolate sound of the Qiang flute, the long ancient road, the people who lie on their knees Pan Yudao, when will they forget the word that they still have love? A person's life is a test, and it is the existence of countless people who live and die together. ”

"The years have been criticized, the gray hair has gone away, when I have come to such a step, there is no childish age, I smile and fall asleep with the starlight in the sky, what I think about is not in the flawless world, but the existence behind it. ”

"Hongchen karma accompanies everyone around, stretching out your arms to solicit your past, your fate is on a thin red line, pulling tightly, I don't know who you will meet?

"In this way, I have no red dust, everything I do is the arrangement of the years, I have not lived up to anything, and I have not let others live up. ”

Standing beside the rocks, waiting for the warm rain to pour down, the wooden staff in his hand slipped down the water droplets, the rain temporarily hung three inches on his head, and slipped down a line along the surface of the oily paper umbrella, falling on the stones, dripping on the instep of his feet, he was barefoot, stained with the moist stone soil of the ground, the stream converged into a large river, and the spring under the stone tower was silent.

Li Shuishan hugged the old madman's head, and the white-haired old man sighed.

"Today's enlightenment so far, can not reach the realm of knocking the road, you think you are famous, but for the town of Taibei Mountain, it can be said to draw a natural ditch, the people above, are based on the supremacy of cultivation, the peaks under the mountain are all thought of in the mind as the ocean, a thought can cut off the troubles in the heart, a thought can also eliminate the miscellaneous in the realm of cultivation, there are gains and losses. ”

"If you ask, if you have obtained ideological cohesion, it is better to become a half-immortal in the red dust, rewarding and punishing the righteous and evil people in the world, after this realm of pursuit has reached a certain period of time, will there be further sublimation? And their pursuit of the 'fairyland' is not to send many young sons to pray for eternal life. Even if this path is not clear, there is still a last way, and the heart of justice is complete, but when it reaches the peak of the mortal realm, it will still fall into the ranks of our monks' powerful Fa cultivation, isn't it still a cycle, without the slightest change?"

Knocking and shaking his head, he drew a circle with the sword in his hand, and also outlined a long stream on the left, and the water rushed through it, breaking through the surrounding circle shadows, "Hongchen is like this." ”

The white-haired old man's eyes were smart, and he looked at the sky in the distance with a smile, where the clouds and mist in the south escaped out of thin air, revealing a hundred willow flowers full of spring, and the moss feet on it could be seen growing on the stones, nearly a hundred female disciples showed up one after another, breathing a refreshing aura, their yellow robes were soft and smooth, wearing and falling on the instep of their feet, and walking out of the hosta hairpin at this time, the old yellow man's clothes, smiling faces, revealing the appearance of spring.

No one has ever felt that this old woman is so beautiful, and it is refreshing to look at it, although the old decay has been vicissitudes for many years, but it still retains its charm.

Huang Luanyi gently raised his hands, his sleeves hanging, and bowed respectfully.

"The yellow clothes are self-styled and decayed, others can guess out of thin air, I don't have too much pursuit,

Some people say that I am rotten because of affection. I can lick the ink in my belly and chew the words to tell you hundreds of articles, but according to what you say, isn't it true that all infatuated people are arranged by God, isn't this out of nowhere?"

"Besides, in the whole world, only strength is respected, and the supreme can enjoy material and spiritual wealth, and all the earthly things of chickens, ducks, fishes, and geese are bought with money, and the swords and swords are contended, and the walkers who lick the swords to live are not all martial arts and martial arts, but just enjoy them in the mortal world! In fact, they are still in great pain. ”

The disciples who worked for a long time were all cocooned in their palms, and their dry arms dragged the dung pump around them, and they were happy with the few taels of money and said with a smile: In a few days, you can buy a good jewelry and give it to your wife. Extremely cheerful. Caring about the women of poor families, the housekeeper is not toiling to survive in order to survive, following the reputation of the good land, the words of the matchmaker, and the appointment of the parents. ”

Li Shuishan quietly listened to the conversation of a few people, and Huang Luanyi's voice blew with the wind, even if it was separated by a few miles, the same sound was in the ears, and it seemed sweet.

She still said bluntly.

"There was a man passing by the wooden bridge and looking down on the river, and the impurities and clear water patterns in the water were visible to the eye, and the other was invisible. ”

"I don't agree with your so-called Hongchen fate, only strength is the best. ”

Dao exhaled, his eyes opened and closed slightly in the mask, and he thought about a cup of tea, until this Huang Luanyi didn't ask or say, and he knew that her words just now still didn't match his, but they were different.

"Thinking about it for decades, just for an answer, is it really right? But I don't see a clear result. ”

"This path is remembered by generations of Taoists, and this is also the restraint of the one above on the below, maybe it is a wrong path guide, you may really go wrong. We can change slowly until the taboo subsides, and hope for the mercy of the One. ”

As soon as the white-haired old man finished speaking, the wind leader followed the mountain god just now, holding a cane, trembling with a slightly old body, the crutches in his hand were placed above the clouds and mist, and landed on the sword peak, and several people looked serious and deep, and said with a smile.

"Several, what can make you so deep? You don't train your disciples well, he will go to the upwind to catch demons in the future, there are still so many monsters left for us on the Shuimu Cloud Palace, and there are still so many mysterious places that my 'sleeve hidden mystery' has not explored, do you still want to distinguish the right from wrong in this place?"

"The one above has already found a correct path for us, we just need to study, follow the path he said, Hongchen will come sooner or later, please, if you know that the cultivator chases the immortal, where is the immortal? ”

Dao Knock shook his head, turned around and walked back to the tower, already having an idea in his heart.

Huang Luanyi's hand pulled the yellow sleeve tattooed with a fairy word, and he had already made up his mind in his heart, but some of the words just now were asking about the time when the time had come, and he had not yet come out of the Dao knock, and what he heard was also affectionate, and his heart was dead.

The white-haired old man sighed, not knowing whose path to follow.

Only the eyes of the wind-puller glanced at the sleeping old madman, sighed, pinched a large handprint, and threw it on his face with a snap, so frightened that he wiped the saliva from his mouth,

Leaving a five-finger red and wide hand print, he scolded, "You sleep again, every time you reach a critical time, you want to fall asleep, when you draw your sword, in just one hour, I see you yawn five times, and there is no soul power in the sword shadow, but you don't care." ”

"You also accepted a disciple, if the teaching is not good, you can go out of the mountain!"

"Each of our peaks has its own guidelines, and your disciple will go with you to catch demons one day after another, and I will also leave a place for your disciple to hide the mystery, which is considered compensation and your fault. ”

The old madman touched the right side of his red cheek and wailed, "O wind-puller, I have always held my chest up and behaved, and I have done both good and bad things seriously, you can't wronged me! Today, I don't know why I'm so sleepy, I always feel a little strange, if this matter is done, I can do it well." ”

The Wind Leader's eyes fell on Li Shuishan's face, and he saw that his expression was different from before, but he frowned and sighed a few times. The Dao who was about to enter the tower pinched his fingers, put his index finger on his middle finger, was shocked, and was confused for a long time in his heart, turned his head to look at several of them, and the monks of several peaks next to him all had tangled faces and couldn't think about it, but they were taught by the master inside.

I'm afraid that I will be confused by the rhetoric of this knock, who knows that this Huang Luan clothes are the same, and I was still confused before looking at the knock out of the customs, but now I am inevitably a little disappointed, as if I have questioned a fixed answer in my heart, which is a big taboo.

Only his eyes stayed on Li Shuishan's body, surprised and frightened, and walked back.

The Wind Leader waved his hand and left with the mountain god.

The white-haired old man saw Li Shuishan staring at the Tao knock, he understood the meaning, opened half of the sword book, and the white sword light on the blank paper slowly outlined the text, and the pen that was cleaned line by line volatilized, nodded Li Shuishan's shoulder, and sat down.

Li Shuishan looked down and wrote:

In the peaks, the name of the Tao knock is not loud, nor is it weak.

Because when he first arrived here, he had the courage to lift a knife to cut through the chaos, and he was injured and entered, and his strength was extremely strong, and one punch could shake several peak masters. Only the Taoist blessing himself can show off the secret treasure given by himself in Taibei Mountain, but this person is getting more and more fierce, even if his body is festering and hurting his body by a thousand, he will also hurt the other party by eight hundred, and defeat all the peak masters by force.

The Taoist regretted his potential, so he let him forget his past and become a peak master, but he refused. He loves the sword in his heart, and originally pierced a broken sword into his chest just to seek his ultimate, but now he picks up the sword and puts it on the sword peak to break and melt, so that it becomes an invisible sword face, and there is no need to scrub his body to kill people, and he will be cut down when he pulls it up.

Forgetting is a nuisance, but also an old knowledge.

He is completely obsessed with artistic conception, which is a big taboo, only constantly enhance his own cultivation, and then minor outside the meaning, just like a few thick strokes of landscape painting, it seems easy, but in fact, it is not possible, no one can achieve it.

The power runs through the heavens and the earth, but it is difficult to pass through the shackles of the law.

Only strength can attain the Tao.

Dao knock is just like the name, for everything is determined will not change, under a knock, there is no way back, but it is not the unreasonable and boring old madman of your master, there are many bad habits, this is also a kind of realm for him.