The purpose of his trip was not to accompany Yan Bufu to go to the mayfly temple to invite the old master to watch the practice, but to take advantage of Yan Danhu's retreat to explore some beautiful places first, and then take the hand of his son to swim together......

Along the way, Wang Yougen pointed out and asked a lot about the wonders he saw, and Yan Bufu also told him everything he knew, which is worthy of the fact that he traveled most of the territory of Tongcheng in his early years, and now it is really like a treasure.

One of the lying silkworm ponds made Wang Yougen linger and forget the mayfly view, not that the pool is attractive, but it just happened that the sky boat broke the clouds and the sunrise, and a beam of light shone on it, reflecting the color of the landscape...... The mountain is the gathering of eyebrows, and the water is the wave of the eyes, such as seeing the sweetheart.

Yan Bufu said at the time that the edge of the pool is covered with snow all the year round, and there must be a thin mist sinking on the pool every day, and it is inevitable that it will be mistaken for fairy energy by the vulgar people who come to visit, which caused Wang Yougen to joke, who said that summer insects can not speak of ice, in fact, there is indeed a bit of fairy energy on the pool, but it is rarer than its aura......

The Yan family's Yukong Boat entered the territory of the Mayfly View, and it was a scene under Wang Yougen's distant view, but it was very magnificent and monotonous, and the magnificent black mountain range stretched for dozens of miles, and the mountain body was like an ink ingot, and there was not a single grass or tree growing on it, which was also very monotonous.

The remaining two points are monotonous, one of which is the stone steps that rise from the foot of the eastern mountain and are carved to the west for dozens of miles, as if scribbled on the ridge, and the remaining point is the "small" mayfly view at the end of the stone steps.

But this scene is full of spirit in the eyes of Yan Bufu, teaching people to "return to the heart", because he once painted a picture for this sake, every time he recalls, he has to shoot a few times on the railing of the covered bridge on the top of Laogu Peak, and imagine a little bit of the end of the world, the way back in the mountains, and the artistic conception of looking at the heart of the old garden......

"Gushan, Mayfly View Laoguan Main Road No. Xianchen Mountain People, build the foundation of the later realm, and I have the same interests, you and I can call him the old view of the Lord. The sky boat was getting closer and closer to the mayfly view, and Yan Bufu glanced at the cloudy scene of the distant mountains before admonishing.

After Wang Yougen responded, Yan Bufu said again: "Although the old master has been dormant in the realm for a long time, his Taoism should not be underestimated......

Speaking of this, Yan Bufu paused, and remembered the sound transmission Yu Jian: "I forgot to pass the sound to my father." ”

Wang Yougen looked at Yan Bufu, who was suddenly a little nervous, and took out the jade slip, and jokingly said: "Don't confuse brother, then you might as well say a few more words, so as not to Uncle Yan can't receive it." ”

Yan Bufu nodded solemnly: "What Gushan said is extremely true. ”

So, under Wang Yougen's slight helplessness, Yan Bufu probed his divine sense into the jade slip: "Dad, I am not confused, I have arrived at the Mayfly Temple with Gushan, and I have not visited the old master at this moment, I see that the sky here is cloudy and uncertain, I am afraid that the heavy rain is coming, if it is also raining in Laogu Peak, please go to the cliff to see those livestock, don't be drenched to death." ”

"By the way, last night I and Gushan returned to the peak from the spring, where the ban was broken to Gushan, and I didn't confuse it to make up for it temporarily, I'm afraid that the ban won't last long, please make up for it again, don't let the fish run away." ”

"And in the secret room under the spring, please take a look, if there are vegetables that will be bad, you might as well take them to feed the livestock, don't be confused and Gushan still have a lot to do today, I'm afraid that when I go to Shoucheng to buy back food, it will be late......"

Wang Yougen saw that Yan was not confused and had nothing to say, so he reminded softly: "Don't confuse brother, it's okay." ”

Yan Bufu took back his divine consciousness at this time, but he was still worried that the words would be useless......

The next moment, at the top of Laogu Peak, in the grass house, the jade slip that Yan Dasheng was staring at emitted a soft white light, Yan Dasheng's eyes were blazing in an instant, and he immediately probed a divine sense into the jade slip.

Then, a thin voice came to mind......

"Dad, I'm not confused, I've gone to Mayfly Temple with Gushan, and I haven't visited the old master at this moment, I see that the sky is cloudy and uncertain here, I'm afraid the heavy rain is coming......"

......

Yan Dasheng listened to the transmission in the jade slip twice, and then replied happily: "Okay, good, dad knows, this jade slip is really mysterious, and the words you hear are not bad, and it is very clear. ”

"You and Gushan are busy with business first, and the matter of Yu Jian will be discussed again when returning to the peak, if there is an accident on the road, remember that Yu Jian transmits the sound. ”

The next moment, a soft white light emitted from the jade slip in Yan Bufu's hand, which shocked him, who was already depressed.

Wang Yougen smiled, as if the result had been expected by him.

"Gushan! This is my father's voice!" Yan Bufu said excitedly.

"Don't confuse brother, and listen to what Uncle Yan said?" Wang Yougen said with a smile, which couldn't help but remind him of the days when he had a mobile phone, and he hadn't eaten chicken for a long time......

Subsequently, Yan Bufu listened to the transmission again, and then handed it to Wang Yougen to listen, and when Wang Yougen listened, he immediately replied...... It's not enough.

In Wang Yougen's eyes, it was the same as when he first owned a mobile phone, but when he sent a message to his crush's female classmate, they replied, oh, hehe......

Before the two arrived at the Mayfly Temple, they thought about the prospect of the sound transmission jade Jane again, and it was not until an old Taoist appeared at the gate of the Mayfly Temple that the two recovered and jumped off the boat.

Lao Dao stepped forward a few steps, and after the three of them saluted each other, Wang Gushan's name was known by the old man, and he simply praised a few words of young and promising men on the second floor of the Qi training period, and the old master smiled and asked Yan Bufu: "Don't be confused, how can Xiaoyou have the time to come to the poor Dao today, but recently there are excellent works for the poor Dao to feast his eyes?"

At this time, a small head poked out next to the door, it was a small slug, and there was a wooden hairpin inserted in the bun, which was exactly the same as the style of the hairpin on the main bun of the old view, a flowing cloud, but a big and a small difference.

Yan Bufu wanted to speak, but when he saw that Xiao Daotong was there, he paused, and the old watcher smiled: "No, don't come and see Mr. Yan, Wang Gongzi." ”

Hearing the sound, Xiao Daotong's head immediately retracted behind the door wall, but soon ran out on his short legs, at this moment, Xiao Daotong was no longer a little slug, he made a serious joke: "I have not seen Mr. Yan, Wang Gongzi." ”

When he finished the salute, he retracted his right hand back to his back.

"This is the seed of the path that Poor Dao found when he went down the mountain a few days ago, and now he is in the valley. The old viewer said proudly.

At this time, there was a gurgling sound in Xiao Daotong's stomach, which couldn't help but make the old viewer laugh.

"The old master has already chosen the heir to the mantle, the dust, not stained, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he has a big tone, and he wants to use his own strength to wipe out the ghosts and monsters in the world, and the apprentice has nothing to do, so he will lose his job when the time comes. Yan Bufu joked.

Under the laughter of the old viewer, Yan Bufu congratulated a few more words, and took out one of the fifty-four magic weapons, the mountain mirror, and handed it to the little Taoist boy who was also a little slug.

The old master's eyes were like electricity, and he recognized at a glance that the small bronze mirror was a magic weapon to break through barriers, and it was also quite useful for the apprentice to be lucky enough to break through to the Jindan stage in the future!

At the moment when Xiao Daotong's eyes came, the old master said with a straight face: "Don't stain, don't thank Mr. Yan soon, do you want to teach you for the teacher?"

Yan Bufu quipped: "Come on, old master, take the calligraphy and painting in my hand, when will you thank you for half a sentence." ”

The old master smiled and watched as the apprentice took over the mountain realm, and then the little slug didn't say half a word of thanks...... It is worthy of being a closed disciple of my Xianchen Mountain people, and he is very good for his teacher...... Your short-lived ghost brother is much more stupid......

Wang Yougen saw that Yan Bufu had a lot to do with the old master, so he also took out a storage bag and handed it to Xiao Daotong.

This time, Xiaodao Tong took it, but he also thanked him, and instantly lost his master's demeanor.

The old viewer didn't have time to stop it, this relationship is different, not anyone's things can be picked up at will, he frowned slightly at the moment, until Yan Bufu bowed to him, the old viewer was relieved, thinking that there was a chance to repay this favor, this little cub is a ghost, and he sees the depth of the relationship thoroughly.

"Don't stain, give the storage bag to the teacher for you to keep for you, and wait for you to go down the mountain to kill the demons in the future, and return it to you for the teacher." "The old man is serious.

Wang Yougen watched the little slug obediently hand over the storage bag, and sighed secretly for him, this is the only way for many children......

The lower storage bag was taken by the old master, and he immediately entered the consciousness, and he had to have a number of what others gave, which will be returned in the future......

The little slug saw Shizun's slightly frowning white eyebrows stretch in an instant, and the wrinkled old face went from surprise to joy for a moment, and he was a little puzzled, what's the matter, as for it?

"Wang Gongzi, this congratulatory gift is too valuable, and it is not deserved, according to what the poor Dao can see, Wang Gongzi should take back the storage bag. The old man saluted and said with a smile, but he didn't see any movement at hand, and he had to be thick-skinned to save money for his apprentice!

Wang Yougen said with a smile: "It's not that I have thanked Wang, this bag of things is his, what else does Wang take back." ”

The eyes of the old viewer lit up, people in the same way!

Then, the old viewer smiled, and hung the ten thousand spirit stones on his waist with peace of mind, without any awkwardness, as if this was his, just took it out and put it back.

The little mayfly view, the old view of the master from beginning to end has never invited two people in, the Taoist temple is too small, a main hall, a room on both sides, only a peach tree in the small courtyard.

Standing outside the view, on the back of the black mountain, there is a sense of who is left between heaven and earth, and even a few people chatting seem to be talking and laughing, adding heroism.

When the black clouds were at the top, the old Guan Master asked his closed disciples to go back to the courtyard to collect their clothes.

When the little slug entered the gate with the robes on both sides, the old master said seriously: "Don't be confused, why did you come this time?"

Then, Yan Bufu whispered softly, and the old viewer was furious when he heard it, and the upper clouds overflowed with a trace of white mist, and the black clouds in the middle of the sky faded a little.