Around Shuhai in southern Xinjiang, there is a quiet and peaceful village, and most of the villagers are surnamed Wang. Born from fishing and hunting, it is called Wangjia Village.

Wang Dong is a member of Wangjia Village, twelve years old, born smart, cute, and a little 。。。。。 Active.

At the beginning of the month, I just stepped on the tiled house of the fat aunt's house next door, and was severely repaired by my grandfather. Within two days, he stole the old hen raised by Uncle Hao's family and stewed chicken soup with his friends, which was overdosed and really left a nosebleed overnight. No, today I gathered my friends into the mountains again, ready to secretly hunt the wild wolves in the sea of trees.

A group of people danced knives and guns for a long time, and were arrested by Uncle Hao before they left the village. Uncle Hao carried Wang Dong by the collar and carried Wang Dong into the house like a chicken.

"Why don't you read?"

Wang Dong shrunk his neck and smiled at Uncle Hao: Uncle, I'm a little unwell today, dizzy, Mr. will give me a day off. Can you not 。。。。。。。。。。。。 today?

Uncle Hao threw Wang Dong to the stove and scolded: Don't talk nonsense, bake the fire!

Wang Dong cried and said with a sad face: I'm not cold.

Uncle Hao glared angrily: I feel cold.

Wang Dong mustered up the courage to shout: If you are cold, you can't bake it。。。。。。。

Then there was a big blob on his head.

Wang Dongxiao's face was flushed, and he returned home steaming.

The white-haired grandfather was reading a book, raised his eyelids and glanced at Wang Dong: Is the fire finished?

Wang Dong looked flustered: Grandpa, I'm very tired today, I'm dizzy from the fire, I should have a fever, can you just 。。。。。。。

Grandpa Wang pointed to the deep pool outside the courtyard, "Go, stripped naked and swam"

Grandpa, I have a fever.

Just cool down and swim quickly.

Wang Dong stripped off his clothes in frustration, and a fierce man plunged into the deep pool.

It's fucking cold.

Wang Dong was freezing to death, and the little sister of the fat aunt's family, Jin Wan'er, jumped to the edge of the pool, held her cheeks and glared at Wang Dong and said, "You really like to exercise"

I still like to wash my face, go, stay away from me, or I can come out and take you in the shower.

Shameless, Jin Wan'er covered her eyes and ran away.

After washing for an hour, Wang Dong trembled, and his little face turned blue. Suddenly, he saw a white-clothed scholar riding a donkey on the shore, and the king was like being amnestied, and he pulled his neck and shouted: "Sir, sir, please, I want to study!"

The white-clothed scholar is surnamed Bai, called Bai Letian, happy all day long, is a landing talent, three years ago he traveled to Wangjia Village, and felt that the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the folk customs are simple, so he lived. also took on the role of a teacher in the village school, because he had no shelf, he was kind and kind, and he didn't let the students call him Mr. Wang Dong unceremoniously called him Tiantian. If it weren't for his request today, the word "sir" would never have been exported.

Every day is very wooden, looking at Wang Dong in the water, shaking his head and saying: How many times have you said, don't call me sir, I am only a shallow learner, how can I be worthy of being a sir, come out quickly, don't freeze to death.

Wang Dong was surprised to find that his grandfather, who didn't like to move around, came to the pond at some point. Grandpa saw Wang Dong crawling ashore with his bare buttocks, and couldn't help but say to Bai Letian: Before he swam for two hours, Mr. Don't spoil him.

Teacher Bai smiled at Grandpa Wang and said: This pool of water is getting colder and colder, and this child is widespread.

For some reason, the grandfather, who is usually not good at talking, always respects Mr. Teach, and turns his head to Wang Dong and scolds: Get out, there is a gentleman who pleads, and let you go.

Wang Dong was overjoyed, climbed on Mr.'s black donkey, and went with Mr.

Wang Dong rode on the donkey, holding Bai Lotian in both hands, and said happily: Thank you, sir, for saving me, I was almost frozen to death by the old man today, it's really strange, I swam freely in this pool of water when I was ten years old, why is it getting colder and colder recently?

Bai Lotian was slightly stunned, and said to himself: I didn't expect it to be so soon, and I don't know if it's too late.

What do you say, sir?

It's okay. Lotte shook his head, "For the past three years, I haven't let you call me sir, and there's a reason."

Wang Dong looked at Bai Lotian curiously, "I know, haven't you always emphasized that you are only a shallow learner?"

Bai Lotian was so good-tempered that he was almost half angry, and exhaled lightly and said, "You are just too naughty, I tell you today, I have traveled the world, but I rarely see such a smart child as you, I am the master of my own hands, I hope you will worship my uncle in the future as a closed disciple, and I will be a senior brother with you."

Wang Dong still had a hippie smile, "Senior Brother Tiantian, I worship you as a nerd, why do you have to worship an old scholar as a teacher." "After all, this senior brother has done a real thing.

Wang Dong saw that Lotte was silent, and said more vigorously, "Senior brother, I think your knowledge is a half-ass, and you haven't even been a jinshi." Over the years, I have learned some words with you, and I have learned some ways to run fast, I want to cultivate myself and find the truth, practice my skills, and earn a lot of money for my grandfather to support his old age."

Bai Lotian smiled and said: "You kid, since you want to cultivate yourself and seek the truth, can you know that the path of cultivation in this world is full of difficulties?

Wang Dong was disdainful, and snorted: You senior brother is really not real. If you know this state of cultivation, just tell me about it. If it's funny, why not steal a fat hen from Uncle Hao's house another day and treat you?

Bai Lotian smiled bitterly and said: Most of the cultivators in the world first practice the skills of qi cultivation and the art of technical attack. There are countless sects in the world, and anyone who dares to open a sect to accept disciples, no matter how big or small, has his uniqueness. It's just that above the world's sects, there are three major sects。。。。。。。。

Wang Dong listened interestingly, and said with a smile: It seems that the sects in this world are not far from my Wangjia Village. These children in the village have to obey me and the two tigers and three fats. The three of us, aren't we about the same as these three major sects?

Bai Lotian was stunned for a moment, and then said: You can understand it this way. These three major sects are Confucianism, the Buddhist sect from the Western Regions, and the Holy Maiden Sect who is in charge of the world's female cultivators.

Wang Dong continued: Clearly, tomorrow I will assign Sister Wan'er to manage those girls alone, isn't it the same as this Holy Maiden Sect?

Bai Lotian said angrily: Do you listen or not? If you interject like this, I won't talk to you.

Wang Dong whispered: It's really stingy。。。。。。。。。 Seeing that the senior brother was glaring again, he really closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Bai Lotian said leisurely: These three sects are already the ultimate in the world, but the heroes in the world may not be able to exhaust the three sects. There are also seven unrivaled heroes, who dominate the world, and are called the seven heroes, whose power may be large or small, but their own exercises are strong, but they are not slightly weaker than the sect.

Wang Dong asked curiously: What are the three sects and seven heroes, extremely boring, and they are all the same as the two tigers and three fat, they are the brave and ruthless people. Is there any transcendent figure like me who can't mess around?

Bai Lotian was slightly stunned, and said: You happened to be blinded, there are so many four hermits, who are known as the four saints by the world。。。。。。。 In fact, how can they reach the holy word, but they have to meet the Master, and the path of cultivation is faster than others. What I said is far from you, if you have a time to walk the rivers and lakes in the future, you must remember that in the recklessness, in the rivers and lakes, above the court, and in the military town, there are many masters, not necessarily much worse than the heroes of the sect, but you must not underestimate it.

Wang Dong was a little annoyed, and said impatiently: I know, I know. I said, Senior Brother, you haven't told me about this exercise realm, are you really invented?

Bai Lotian also ignored him, and said: Most people in the world enter the Tao with qi cultivation or skills, and if these two methods are practiced to the extreme or occasionally when there is a spiritual rhino, they can reach the realm of "outside the world".

Wang Dong interjected: What is "outside the world"?

Bai Letian thought for a while and said: Everyone understands differently, and I have thought about it because I am dull, I am afraid that I may have forgotten the rules and etiquette in the world, and I have reached a state where there is no disadvantage. When you cultivate the realm of the outer world, you can vaguely see the avenue.

Wang Dongzheng said: I understand, the realm of the outside world is to ignore it, stinky and shameless, for me, it is not a difficult thing.

Bai Letian was half dead, so he had to continue: above the outside world, there is "foreign things", and then there is "external life", beyond the meaning of life and death. Everyone in the world says that these three realms are gradual, but I think otherwise, these three realms are not superior, but each person has different personalities and understandings, and there are first and second understandings of life and death for all things in the world。。。。。。。。。

Bai Lotian still needs to talk about it, and he has already been interrupted by Wang Dong: Senior brother, you can state objectively, but you don't need to express your feelings, I think you are a landing talent, and the material is limited, don't lead me astray。。。。。。。。。。。

Bai Lotian was angry at first, thinking that what Wang Dong said might not be unreasonable, smiled slightly, and said: Okay. Above these three realms, there is a realm, which is "Chao Che", and above "Chao Che", it is "Seeing Independence". So far, the people of the two realms are not many great cultivators in the world.

Bai Lotian said this, and when he saw that Wang Dong was concentrating and didn't talk anymore, he continued: Seeing the top of the world, it is a realm of "no ancient and modern". I think that the three sects and seven heroes in the world, and the four saints who are called in vain, are wandering in the realm of "seeing independence" and "no ancient and modern".

Wang Dong suddenly said: On top of this "ancient and modern", there must be a realm!

Bai Lotian was surprised: How do you know?

Wang Dong looked mysterious, shook his head and said nothing. But I thought to myself: I am so accurate, do I have to tell you that I can't do it?

Bai Letian's eyes showed a look of reverence, and said leisurely: "Above the ancient and modern", it is "immortal and immortal", which is already the realm of the true saint in the world, and it may have already transcended the world.

Wang Dong hurriedly asked: "Above the "immortal and immortal", is there a higher realm?

Bai Lotian thought about it, shook his head and said: Even if there is, I haven't heard of it, I don't think it's gone.

Wang Dong said to himself: Then I will repair the "immortality and non-life", but if I am always immortal, won't I become a king?

Presumptuous! Bai Lotian stretched out his hand and patted Wang on the door of his head.

Wang was so painful that he almost squeezed out tears, and was about to scold, but he saw that the face of the ordinary amiable senior brother was sinking like water, and he seemed to be really angry, and hurriedly apologized: It's not right to move, the senior brother is beating!

Bai Lotian couldn't cry or laugh, and silently lowered his head to drive the donkey. The path in the forest was extremely quiet, and occasionally the sun shone down through the towering numbers, shaking the king's sleepy eyes. Bai Lotian said in a low voice: Hold it tightly, don't fall down.

On the edge of the deep pool, the white-haired old man looked at the backs of Wang Dong and the scholar who were gone, and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he looked at the seemingly bottomless pool, felt the chill emanating from the pool, and said softly: Don't worry, don't worry.