The snow-capped mountains stretching for thousands of miles in the west of Qingping Prefecture have always been regarded as the dividing line between the fertile fields in the southeast and the wilderness in the northwest, so they are called boundary mountains. Ordinary people who do not have the power to fly to the sky can only pass through a "low" pass shaped like a carp's mouth if they want to cross the boundary mountain to the west. Those few strongmen who often travel between the east and the west like to brag to others that "the boundary mountain has slept and the carp has peed in its mouth".

The people who can cross the boundary mountain alive are all legends who can speak for hundreds of years in one city and one place.

Ren Pingsheng, who was researching which bamboo bookcase, suddenly remembered that this scholar who called himself Fang Mao had previously said the real place of his trip, and he was stunned for a moment, "When are you going to cross the boundary mountain?"

As he spoke, his eyes had already withdrawn from the mysterious bookcase, and he looked up and down the unattractive scholar again, a little incredulous.

If this mountain can be passed casually, why should I accompany a little girl with a weak physique in my life, carefully trapped under the nose of Xiqiao Mountain?

Fang Mao saw the young man's suspicions, and just smiled faintly: "I'll leave in a while, since the things have been delivered, I don't plan to bother you." ”

Ren Pingsheng wanted to speak and stopped. There were some things that Cheng Mojin had promised, but the young man didn't say a word, and he was a little disappointed. But thinking about it, although the other party claimed to be the son of Fang Liang, the master of the Taoist Academy, he was still young after all, and maybe he was just a student of the Taoist Academy, so he didn't care very much. He knew that at this time, it was not suitable to invite the other party into the cave for a small gathering. Even if he was Ren Pingsheng himself, he couldn't go in at this time to break the spring color full of holes inside. So I was ready to say goodbye.

Fang Mao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I can say a few more words to you by the way." The other woman who is with you is named Li Xilian, right?"

Ren Pingsheng nodded, for some reason, in front of this scholar, it seemed that he had nothing to say, because the other party seemed to know everything, and he knew even what he was thinking. But this person is naturally able to give people a sense of trustworthiness.

"There is something that should have been said to you by my father. But he shouldn't have time to come here in the near future, so you might as well have me tell you that after this incident, both of you can go to Fangliang Dao Academy to study. ”

Ren Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, Cheng Mojin really wouldn't break his word. It's just that when the matter is really settled, he is still a little worried, "When Li Xilian was in her hometown, she studied for a few years with a disciple of your Taoist Academy who had dropped out of school before, but I didn't attend the school for half a day......"

Fang Mao was a little surprised, but then relieved: "My father also said that the main purpose of the Taoist Academy is to preach and receive karma to solve doubts. Although these things can't be separated from books, they are not all in books. When Sect Master Cheng and that Immortal Master Wang talked about you, I was also there. My father is still very interested in some of your experiences. Although Sect Master Cheng himself didn't mention much. ”

Fang Mao suddenly changed his tone and said: "It's just that when you arrive at the Dao Academy, whether you audit or become a formal Dao Academy student depends on whether you can pass the master's exam, after all, this is the only rule and threshold for the Dao Academy to admit disciples." ”

Ren Pingsheng looked strange, but he was not much disappointed. He hoped that Li Xilian could pass the exam, as for himself, if the exam was a drawing of symbols, it was estimated that there would be no problem, and the rest would be forgotten. But this deal with Cheng Mojin is mainly for Li Xilian, as for herself, it doesn't matter anyway. There is nowhere to go, just wander the world, anyway, there is a sword in your hand and a road under your feet.

He suddenly thought of the Nanyan Hanhai that Hu Jiu often mentioned to take a look.

In the middle of the sea, there is an archipelago of various sizes. On the island, there are strange trees with twisted roots and whiskers that stretch out on the ground like the canopy, all kinds of strange insects, snakes, birds and beasts, and river and ocean thieves who drink wine in big scales and bowls......

A sentence as warm as a spring breeze pulled Ren Pingsheng back from his leisurely thoughts, "Don't worry, the entrance examination of father and son has never been different from person to person, and it has never been limited to things in books." ”

Ren Pingsheng thanked him indifferently, and there was not too much politeness.

Fang Mao smiled brightly and said goodbye. But what happened next made Ren Pingsheng stunned.

I saw that where the scholar was standing, a figure suddenly rose into the sky. The rainbow shadow turned into a filament in the twilight sky. There was a sincere and seductive voice in the air, little junior brother, people who face this world with a few more moods can laugh and scold in the face of life and death, and can also talk about the shortcomings of parents like a spring breeze, and the road ahead will see more scenery.

Ren Pingsheng stood on the spot, not because of the title of the little junior brother who had not passed the exam, but because of the few words of the scholar, in the heartstrings that had been tightened, the voice was curling and enduring.

In the vast wilderness of yellow grass, a large road is dusty. Several carriages drove slowly, and at dusk, they came to a barren town in the middle of the moor.

It is said to be a small town, but in fact, there are a few shops and dozens of houses scattered and scattered. As for the pedestrians on the street, there are even fewer of them. The motorcade stopped in front of a small hostel, and more than 20 young people dressed as scholars got out of the car.

This group of people is the disciples of Fangliang Daoist Academy on the way back from studying in the Northern Wilderness City. It is already the eighth day since entering the Gobi, a wasteland in Guangxin Prefecture.

The hotel is not big, and the gatehouse and shops are very simple, but there is no choice, because there is only one in this town. Lei Zhenyu, who was dressed in a golden silk dragon and phoenix brocade robe, walked into the store first with a cold expression, but did not go to the high counter to inquire and book a room, but a pair of fastidious eyes, turning around, frowning slightly.

A young man with a round face and a smile always walked straight to the counter. No matter when and where, as long as the man does not speak, it seems that he can bring people a feeling like a spring breeze, and with that excellent texture of water blue satin, he looks like a stubborn child with a good family background.

The rough-looking shopkeeper seemed to be not interested in the appearance of the guests, and he didn't bother to say hello when he saw a dozen young customers with good manners entering the store, but just stood straight behind the counter, looking indifferently at the smiling people who came towards him.

Smiling people are able to deal with it freely, they talk about people when they see people, and they talk nonsense when they see ghosts, but the smile on their faces is not less than half a point because of people. In a few words, he had already asked from the tall shopkeeper about the configuration and prices of various rooms. Because it is very simple, there is only one kind of room, one door and two beds, and the price is only one, one or two silver per night. The smiling man accompanied the smiling face to ask again and again, and the shopkeeper couldn't survive his stubborn fighting, and finally revealed the mystery. The price of the room is not negotiable, but in addition, behind this house of the hotel, there is indeed another elegant courtyard, but there are already guests staying in it.

The smiling young man smiled and complained a few words about the sky-high price, and the cold-faced shopkeeper never said a word, with an expression that you can't hold back.

The smiling man had no choice but to turn his head to look at the young man in the golden silk brocade robe. Lei Zhenyu said expressionlessly: "The small courtyard also wants it." ”

Lei Zhenyu didn't embarrass the smiling young man too much, and after finishing speaking, he took out a horseshoe-shaped black iron plate from his sleeve and threw it to him. On the front of the iron plate, there is a relief of the golden iron horse with clumsy lines. On the opposite side is the eight vigorous and wild grass of "Killing Jin Ge, Zheng Zheng Iron Flow".

Every disciple of Tieliuyi has such an iron card. In the martial arts halls of the Xuanhuang world, in addition to writing the name of the museum in a conspicuous position, the signboard at the door should also carve the eight small characters on the upper left corner of the signboard. The font of small print must be the same as that of this iron card

Same. Therefore, people from all walks of life in the whole world recognize the identity revealed behind this iron card.

For Lei Zhenyu, who carries an iron plate with him, in such a remote town, any of his requirements are not excessive.

The smiling man who took the iron plaque, his waist straightened up a lot, and he carefully straightened the iron plaque in his palm, and then raised it to the tall shopkeeper and said, "Guests in the small courtyard, please let him move somewhere." In addition, just give us enough rooms, and you won't lose half a copper coin. ”

The tall shopkeeper's face changed slightly, but he still shook his head firmly in his eyes, but the look on his face softened a lot, and even said with a little apology: "The guests of the small courtyard are also the distinguished guests of this store, and I hope this chivalrous man will forgive me." ”

Although the smiling scholar asked to be aggressive, his tone was kind and pleasant: "That distinguished guest, is it the sect master of that mountain, or the grandmaster of that martial academy?"

The tall shopkeeper shook his head and did not answer.

Lei Zhenyu's face was cold, and he said impatiently: "Zhong Li, if this boss is embarrassed, you take my brand yourself and ask the guest to give up the courtyard." Since we are disciples of the Taoist Academy, we have to be reasonable, how much money the guest paid, in addition to the store's refund, we will subsidize the other family at the same price. ”

The smiling scholar named Zhong Li was submissive, and his smile became brighter and brighter. It is never difficult to do things for Senior Brother Lei, because Senior Brother has always been very reasonable. Even if the reason doesn't make sense, there is also the flying sword of the junior brother Fu Tongrui, the short knife with a black face and a face, which can always make sense.

As for Lei Zhenyu's fist, it was never needed. Zhong Li believes that in case of need, the weather changes color and the rivers flow against the current, and it is not just used to reason.

"Shopkeeper, then please lead the way? You don't need to speak, and you won't offend your guests. Zhong Li squinted at the tall shopkeeper and made a gesture of please with a smile.

The shopkeeper was as steady as Mount Tai at the counter, and there was no sign of moving. A momentary stalemate between the two sides is already a tense situation.

Lei Zhenyu and the smiling Zhong Li were talking about things, and the twenty or thirty young scholars who were bustling behind them were silent and waited quietly. In the past two months, thousands of miles have been traveled, and such scenes have become commonplace. Just near the corner of the hall, there was a particularly harsh noise.

Shen Gongjie, who was waiting against the wall outside the door with great interest, was pestering the young man Zhong Lishu with a dead face at this time to continue to guess the "red apricot out of the wall". No matter how Shen Gongjie frothed at the mouth, the nervous young man always kept silent, shook his head like a rattle, and kept signaling in the direction of the hall, so that Shen Gongjie could calm down for a while.

Shen Gongjie, who had no heart and no lungs, didn't seem to see the hint of the young man at all, but became annoyed, "Plant a tree, I have been looking at the hundred miles of rivers and mountains all day, so I don't get a trace of heavenly inspiration, if you don't dare to play, forget it." The amount owed last night, the manly husband is willing to gamble and lose, I have to drink it tonight, but you have to buy wine, at least five years or more double distilled pure wine. After all, we're betting on wine, and we're always using water to recharge what it's like. Either you will have to lose to me at least twenty-one yards, and the account will be settled, or you will owe me twenty-one glasses of wine. Do you want to continue to guess, or hurry up and buy wine?"

The young Zhong Kuishu had a loveless expression on his face, he had seen bad gambling products, but he had never seen such bad gambling products. But there was a grievance in his heart, but the young man always closed his lips tremblingly, and did not speak.

The saber rattling that fell silent in the store for a moment contrasted with the chatter of the people outside the store. Lei Zhenyu turned his head and glared at Shen Gongjie with an indignant expression, but unfortunately the latter didn't seem to pay attention to the situation in the store at all, and still pestered Zhong Kui to chatter.

Anyway, I didn't start to divide the room, no, I Shen Gongjie should do the right thing first, and then talk about the three hundred rounds of the battle.