Su Shuangmu took a general look at the structure of the bamboo house, the study, living room, and meditation room on the first floor, the balcony, flower room, and bedroom on the second floor, everything was available, and when he opened the wardrobe, there were already several sets of clothes hanging on it, all of which were elegant and indifferent standard robes.

Su Shuangmu changed his clothes and threw them in the wooden basin in the bathroom. There are several hollow bamboo tubes in the bathroom, which are connected to the outside of the house, and there are other long bamboo tubes connected at the end of the bamboo tubes, which lead straight to the depths of the mountain forest. The bamboo tube in the house is plugged with a stopper, and when the water is needed, the stopper is opened, and naturally there is mountain spring water from the mountain.

After putting everything away, Su Shuangmu nodded with satisfaction, plopped down on the bed, looked up at the bamboo pipe on the ceiling, and became stunned.

No matter what, he finally followed Qingfeng Dao to this blessed land of immortals who could practice Taoism. I'm afraid this is something that the entire mortal world dreams of, and I should be very happy. But Su Shuangmu still felt as if something was vacant in his heart, and he couldn't be happy for a while.

It was as if he had two personalities in his heart at the moment, one was rejoicing that he had finally obtained the opportunity to cultivate, and the other was secretly lost for some reason.

Su Shuangmu lay on the bed like this, and with his own early morning trek, he slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Su Shuangmu screamed twice in his stomach, and the intense hunger woke him up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and suddenly remembered that his white-bearded Taoist master had told him to rest for a while and go to him. Su Shuangmu was startled, and hurriedly jumped up from the bed, ran to the window to look at the sky, and saw that the sun was still hanging firmly in the sky, speculating on the time, but it was only more than an hour after noon.

It turned out that I only slept for a while. Su Shuangmu was relieved at this time, breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bathroom and took a little water with a cup, drank it in small sips, and then sorted out his clothes in front of the mirror, and after seeing that the clothes of the other disciples were not much different, he slowly walked downstairs.

However, Su Shuangmu took the map and searched downstairs for a long time, but he never found any place to eat, as if there was no place for a dining room or anything like that. Su Shuangmu felt the hunger at the moment, swallowed his saliva, and secretly said that Qingfeng Dao Elder and Whitebeard Daoist Master did not seem to mention where to eat.

Su Shuangmu looked for it again unwillingly, and after seeing that there were indeed no similar signs, he had to sigh slightly, put away the map for the time being, and decided to go to the white-bearded Taoist master first, and then consider the problem of eating.

After walking according to the map for another half an hour, Su Shuangmu came to the Gong Transmission Building that managed the roster of disciples again. Su Shuangmu walked into the door, his eyes swept over the crowd of people coming and going, and the most eye-catching thing was the white-bearded Taoist priest who was lying on the counter like no one was reading ancient books. When the other Taoist priests passed by the white-bearded Taoist priest, no matter how hurried they were, they immediately slowed down a few points so as not to disturb the elder, and only after leaving his range a certain distance did they continue to return to their original appearance.

Su Shuangmu walked straight to the white-bearded Taoist priest, bowed gently, and said, "Worship...... Meet Elder Li!"

Seeing this, the rest of the Taoist priests didn't pay much attention, after all, as the elder in charge of all the disciples' data, there are still a lot of people who come to the elders to register because of breaking the rules or making great contributions on weekdays, so it's not surprising to see a lot.

The white-bearded Taoist priest threw himself on the ancient book without raising his head, and replied nonchalantly, "What, don't you ask the master to call any elders, what do you do?" The white-bearded Taoist priest opened his mouth expressionlessly and finished speaking, as if these words did not come out of his mouth.

Su Shuangmu was taken aback, and hurriedly bowed again, "The disciple said something wrong, please see the master." ”

Only then did the white-bearded Taoist priest raise his head, stretched out his hand, and applied a soundproof field that wrapped the two of them together, and said softly, "Get up." ”

"Yes!" Su Shuangmu raised his head, and immediately found that there was a faint layer of fluorescence on all sides of his body, and he touched it, but he couldn't touch it at all. Su Shuangmu looked at the faint fluorescence and said strangely, "What is this?"

The white-bearded Taoist priest said to Su Shuangmu with an expressionless face, "You don't have to panic about anything, this is a small soundproof spell, it's just that people outside can't hear the conversation between you and me." In addition, although you have cultivated the Tao before, you have lost all your memory, so for now, let's just assume that you have not cultivated the Tao at all. This is a token, you can take this token to the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion to look around, you will spend a few days to get a general understanding, and then talk about other things. ”

After speaking, the white-bearded Taoist priest took out a heavy token from the Sumeru bag around his waist, and some runes were outlined on the token.

Su Shuangmu nodded yes, reached out to take the token, glanced at it, and put it in the cloth bag around his waist.

When the white-bearded Taoist priest saw the three short swords next to the cloth bag where the token was placed, his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, and he asked, "These three demon-breaking swords were given to you by the Qingfeng Viewing Lord?"

Su Shuangmu was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw the white-bearded Taoist priest's eyes staring at the three short swords on his waist, and quickly nodded yes, and then secretly said that the name of this short sword was Demon Breaking Sword.

"Although this Demon Breaking Sword is very useful against other magic weapons, it has no benefit to your Dao Method.......... Hmmm.........."

The white-bearded Taoist priest said a few words, and when he saw Su Shuangmu's confused eyes, he remembered that this kid had not yet come into contact with the Tao, so he shook his head and stopped his mouth, and said softly, "But it's useless to tell you these things now, you better take the token and go to the Scripture Pavilion to understand it first, and see more for yourself." In five or six days, you will come to me again."

After speaking, the white-bearded Taoist priest put his hand on the ancient book again, obviously unwilling to say anything more.

Seeing this, Su Shuangmu bowed down and bowed, then turned around and left. However, just after walking a few steps, Su Shuangmu's stomach sounded again. Su Shuangmu's face turned bitter, and he hurriedly turned around and returned to the counter where the white-bearded Taoist priest was.

The white-bearded Taoist priest had just turned the pages of the book, but when he saw Su Shuangmu running back in the afterglow, he asked, "Why are you back?"

Su Shuangmu's face turned red, and he bowed softly, "Dare to ask Master, where is the place to eat in Guanzhong, I ........ it."

"Eat?" the white-bearded Taoist priest looked strange and asked rhetorically, "Why, the Lord didn't tell you about this?"

Su Shuangmu shook his head, Qingfeng Dao Leader had indeed told him a lot of things, but he didn't say anything about eating. When I came to Qingfeng Mountain, I had just come from the bamboo house where I lived and on the way to and from this Chuangong Building, and I heard the disciples on the road talking, and they talked a lot, but they didn't hear any questions about eating.

The white-bearded Taoist priest was quite surprised and said, "Don't you know that eating in the cultivation world is just dispensable? Not to mention that the ghost immortal cultivation is above it, you can not eat or drink, even if these disciples have the strength of Bigu Dan, they can also replace the food supply for three or four days with one pill." Don't you have a gourd on the table in your study? That's the amount that the old man sent for a few months. ”

In fact, it is because the land of the Su family where Su Shuangmu is located is really an extremely poor and backward place in the Great Shang Country, and there is only martial arts, and the wind of cultivation is not strong. In other more prosperous places, although there are also very few cultivators, the relatively simple knowledge of these practitioners is still widely circulated.

The gourd on the desk? Su Shuangmu thought about it, he really didn't go to the desk to check, thinking of this, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Master, I'...... I did forget to go to my desk to check. ”

The white-bearded Taoist priest shook his head and waved his hand again and again to let Su Shuangmu out.

Su Shuangmu turned around and bowed, then turned around and raised his feet and walked out of the Chuangong Building.

Su Shuangmu secretly regretted his carelessness, on the other hand, his mind was also caused by his lack of understanding of the cultivation world, and the immediate priority was just as his white-bearded master said, going to the library to learn more about these most basic things.

Then Su Shuangmu once again followed the map to familiarize himself with the terrain, and spent half an hour returning to his bamboo house, and sure enough, he saw a big gourd on the desk, and a piece of paper was pressed under the gourd, which detailed the detailed content of this "Bigu Dan". However, there is no explanation of how to get Bigu Dan and where to get it.

Su Shuangmu knew that he needed to go to the Scripture Pavilion to learn about these things. Then Su Shuangmu took the spring water, ate a colorless and tasteless Bigu Dan with the spring water, and then sat on a chair and waited quietly. But after a cup of tea, a breath rose in the stomach, and the hunger disappeared without a trace.

Sure enough, it was amazing! Su Shuangmu's expression perked up, he drank a little more spring water, and then set off to go out to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion described in the map.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is different from the Chuangong Building, the location of the Chuangong Building is in the middle of the Qingfeng Temple, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the north of the Qingfeng Temple, and the bamboo house is located in the west. There is a clear path from the bamboo house to the Chuan Gong Building, and from the bamboo house to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in addition to the clearly indicated winding road, you need to go straight through a forest.

The walk through the woods is obviously much closer, and it is inevitable that it will take a lot of effort to walk from the main road. It's just that........ Su Shuangmu secretly thought that when he first arrived, he should first find out the situation, and then make plans in the future, so he should follow the road first.

After that, Su Shuangmu followed the main road indicated on the map. It is said that after eating Bigu Dan, Su Shuangmu's leg strength should be improved, but this road is really detouring, and when he arrives at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Pavilion of Nuo University, the sun has obviously moved westward a lot.

It took half an hour, a lot more. Su Shuangmu was secretly surprised, and said that this Qingfeng view in his heart was a Taoist temple, but it was really amazing.

After Su Shuangmu was surprised, he looked up at the huge six-storey building in front of him, each floor was more than two zhang high, and there were two Taoist priests with unique marks on their robes standing at the gate, and there was an endless stream of Taoist disciples coming and going, I don't know how many times more than the Chuangong Building. On the first floor of the building, there is a plaque with large golden letters, "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".