Outside the mountain gate, on the side of the ancient road, the figure is like a tree.

Under the sunset, as in the same time, a dead leaf held by Dong Yanyan, who was still dressed in coarse cloth clothes, was blown up and floated away by a gust of wind.

After staying in Guigen Mountain for a while, the last stop was ready to be separated from the Qi Dao True Dao at the door, but it was not a coincidence, the little Taoist priest did not set up a stall at the foot of the mountain today, nor was he in the thatched house, with regret, Dong Nanyan took up the pen and wrote a letter, and then walked straight out of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

He is no longer a disciple of the Fallen Leaf Sect, but no one can change what he has experienced here.

The young man, who had already walked far away, turned around, and the afterglow hit his face, and the figure on the ground bent.

On the Pure Leaf Peak, the old man's nose was sour, looking at Ye Che, who was still unconscious, he sighed with relief and reluctance.

In the Shentong Building, where there was only the sound of turning books, there was a sound of books falling to the ground, and Zhao Miao, who was sorting out the classics, did not bend down to pick them up, but looked at the jade book engraved with the words Zanghua on it in a daze.

Ye Hua, who was wearing a cloak, sat alone on the top of the mountain, with autumn colors and faint grass beside him, looking at the ancestral hall with incense, not knowing what the man was thinking.

Lying on the railing in front of the court, Ye Zhi, whose tears had not yet dried on her face, expressed her heart when Dong Nanyan went down the mountain, and the answer was of course expected, looking at the direction of the young man's descent from the mountain, the girl's eyes flashed.

It is not close to Nanzhen and the Fallen Leaf Sect, not like the half-day journey of the Barrier Forest Country, with Dong Nanyan's current foot strength, he walked all night, but he didn't even reach half of it.

The weather was cold and snowy, and a heavy snowfall suddenly occurred during the hurried, so Dong Nanyan had to speed up his pace to see if he could find the county town and village to avoid the snow.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there were no county towns and villages to be found, but in the snow and night, there was an orange-red light in Dong Yanyan's eyes.

A dilapidated house?

The snow was heavy and urgent, and it was obvious that someone was burning wood to keep warm in the house.

Without using his divine sense, Dong Nanyan gently knocked on the door that was already a little tattered, and then gently pushed it open.

The wind and snow outside shook the flames from side to side, Dong Nanyan's eyes suddenly froze, and then he quickly looked as usual, turned around and closed the door gently.

Although it was dilapidated, there were three people in the shelter from the wind and rain.

A young monk dressed in monk's robes, a young Taoist priest with clear eyebrows and a wooden sword on his back, and a Confucian scholar with a bookcase next to him, as if he was about to enter Beijing to take the exam.

Confucianism.

After all, it was the last, and the young man did not sit down immediately after closing the door, but greeted the people in the room one by one in the order of his sight.

Greeted the monk with his hands folded, and then made a gesture to the Taoist priest, Dong Nanyan finally smiled and nodded with the scholar, and then found a place to sit down.

The response was different, the young monk folded his hands and saluted, while the Taoist priest did not open his eyes, and the scholar greeted him with the same smile.

Contrary to the whirring sound of wind and snow outside the house, the room was quiet, except for the sound of crackling and burning firewood, the monk closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures, the Taoist priest kept wiping the peach wood sword with his fingers, and the scholar gently turned the book.

Leaning against the wall, Dong Nanyan sat cross-legged and breathed in refining qi.

But I don't know if it's because I'm too tired from the journey, Dong Nanyan, who was refining qi, actually felt a little sleepy, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and he actually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the young man only felt that he remembered the sound of a lion's roar in his ears, the room was very noisy, his consciousness was scattered, and Dong Nanyan heard some talking in a daze.

"One sand, one world, one tree, one Bodhi, the Dharma is boundless. ”

"Self-selling and boasting? man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, the Tao is natural, and the way is the great way. ”

"The great origin of the Tao comes from the sky, the sky does not change, and the Tao does not change. ”

"Hehe, one sand and one world, the number of sand in the Ganges, I can destroy it with one palm, just like Buddhism?"

"The Tao can be natural, but the Tao values one's own body, people in heaven and earth, and the body is not self-conscious, how can it be natural?"

"Amitabha, donor, all things are impermanent, the sky is also convenient, and the way changes?"

......

No one could convince anyone, and in the midst of a fierce dispute, someone suddenly said.

"It's useless for the three of us to say a thousand things and ten thousand, so it's better to ask him to judge. ”

"Good. ”

"Good. ”

Dong Nanyan, whose consciousness was still hazy, seemed to wake up from a waterhole, and when he opened his eyes, he was still the house, or the snowy night, but it was just ......

is a hundred years of sleep, and the young man is no longer three young people in front of him, but has become an old monk in a robe, an old Taoist priest with sharp eyebrows and eyes wearing a Taoist crown, and an old Confucian who is already wearing a jade pendant.

"Donor. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "There is something to ask the donor, may I ask the donor, who thinks the three of us are more right?"

This question is very offensive, Dong Nanyan doesn't want to answer, and what the young man wants to figure out most now is what the situation is now, is he really sleeping for a hundred years?

Dong Nanyan shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave here.

When I opened the door, it was still snowy outside, and there was no intention of stopping.

"Since he won't judge the three of us, it's better for the three of us to judge him. ”

The tattered wooden door in front of him suddenly shook, and Dong Nanyan, who was stopped, had a feeling that he was being seen through his whole body.

There were huge waves on the heart lake, and Dong Yanyan rubbed his eyes.

Just as the old monk spoke, the outside was no longer a snowy place, but a vast ocean! The sea rose under the steps of the house, as long as one foot stepped out, that is, into the deep sea, Dong Nanyan turned around and asked: "Master, what does this mean?" "Donor, when is the time for retribution, the sea of suffering is endless, and the shore is turned back." ”

The voice was like a blow to the head, and Dong was shocked and his ears buzzed.

"Joke!"

The eyebrows and eyes were sharp, like the old Taoist priest with a sword in his eyes, a vast sea of stars appeared beside him, "The Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, three to all things, those who believe in me, preach the Tao, where is the sea of suffering?

The old man's voice was deep, "Kneel, worship me as a teacher, preach to you, there is no catastrophe in this life, immortal and immortal." ”

Say what you say.

Dong Nanyan's body involuntarily walked towards the old Taoist priest, but with a chuckle, the young man regained control of his body.

"Don't worry. ”

The kind-eyed old Confucian smiled and said, "None of them have malicious intentions. ”

The old man asked softly, "Who makes sense of our Tao?"

Dong Nanyan had only seen these great truths in books, and he couldn't make any comments, so the young man said honestly: "I'm sorry, old man, I don't know." ”

"Good, good, good one doesn't know. ”

The old Confucian laughed and said: "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is also knowing." ”

In the surprise of the old monk, the old Taoist, and Dong Nanyan, since the old Confucian got up and walked outside the house, "There are thousands of mansions, and all living beings in the world are happy, when this house suddenly appears in front of me, it is enough for me to rob and die!"

The vision began to blur again, Dong Nanyan was unconscious, whether it was the Confucian student who walked out of the house, or the old monk and Taoist priest beside him, everything seemed to be disappearing in annihilation, and the young man's eyes were dark.

The old man who was nondescript, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, wearing a robe on his body, and flipping through a book in his hand pointed lightly, and the starry sky was shining like a river, quietly flowing under Dong Yanyan's body.

The sleeping boy was like a drunken drunkard, babbling nonsense on a small boat.

When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

The old man was about to slap his hand at the young man's eyebrows when a voice came from a great distance.

"Meng Xinghe, if you have time, you can solve your own affairs first, and then think about helping others. ”

The old man sighed, although the peachwood sword behind his back was already unsheathed, but after thinking about it, he finally withdrew his fingers.

Tapping on the boat carrying the boy, the old man shook his head and smiled: "Just take it as a thank you for the three words "I don't know". ”

The next morning, when he woke up from the house, Dong Nanyan immediately opened his eyes, got up and looked left and right.

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When I opened the door, there was a thick layer of snow outside, but it was a sunny day.

There are no monks and Taoist Confucian students, is it because he was too tired to travel yesterday?

After checking his body, there was no discomfort, and the teenager who had no clue felt that he was too tired recently, so he had such a dream.

Walking out of the house, Dong Nanyan was lazy.

There is still about a day or two away from the Fallen Leaf Sect, and now he just wants to go back to his own small bed and sleep comfortably, Dong Nanyan has already jumped on the branch as soon as his feet move.

From the town center of Nanzhen, the tallest building in the town has not been open for several days, and when he walked out of the third floor full of medicinal smells, Tang Shubao's face was not very good.

After so many days and so many herbs, my father even went to Qingyao County to take out some water plants from the Qingbai River, but instead of healing, the wound on the old man's back showed some signs of pus and bruising.

If this continues, I'm afraid I really have to choose a place for this old man to be buried.

After putting on a basin of clean water, Tang Shubao returned to the house with the basin of water.

On the third floor where Ma Congxin lived, Tang Shu and Xu Yu were there, Ma Congxin on the bed was pale, and in the winter, there were beads of sweat on the old man's head.

Taking the basin of Tang Shu's bag, Xu Yu wet the towel, and then wiped the old man's forehead.

Although he used to think that the old man was not a good thing, but after getting along for so long, Tang Shubao felt that he really had no other problems except for being ugly and having a little holiday with their town at the beginning.

The very powerful old man is usually like an old man in a small town, he has nothing to do, looks at chess, and helps when he encounters someone who asks for help, always with a smiling face.

Seeing the old man's current sin, Tang Shubao didn't feel good in his heart, "Dad, Aunt Xu, it's not a way to go on like this, otherwise let's inform Dong Yanyan, he is in the Fallen Leaf Sect, he may have a way." ”

"This..."

Without waiting for Tang Shu and Xu Yu to speak, the old man lying on the bed said weakly: "No, you must not tell Dong Nanyan about this." ”

"Old man Ma, do you know what you are like, so many medicines can't cure you, if you continue like this, you will die!"

There was a black palm print on his back, and the slightest movement made his whole body feel unbearable pain, but Ma Cheng still struggled to get up, and said hoarsely: "Book bag, you are obedient, you must not tell Dong Yanyan." ”

"But..."

"Nothing!"

According to the old man's understanding of Dong Nanyan, if he knew about this matter, then he would definitely come back to give him medicine, and he would come out for himself after understanding what had happened.

I even heard that the Fallen Leaf Sect seems to have been in trouble recently, once Dong Nanyan makes a move, then it is likely to make the situation of the Fallen Leaf Sect more dangerous, and the old man doesn't want to do this.

Just as Tang Shubao lowered his head and sighed, Ma frowned heartily, and when Tang Shu and Xu Yu looked at each other helplessly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a hurried knock on the door.

"Shopkeeper, Dong... Dong Nanyan is back. ”

I didn't expect Dong Nanyan to come back at this time, so Ma Cheng hurriedly said: "You go out first to delay the time, and I will change my clothes and come out." ”

"Your injuries..."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter!"

There were a lot of discussions along the way, and even found that there were many people pointing fingers in the shadows, but after a slight loss, Dong Nanyan's heart was full of joy.

Finally home.

Of course, Dong Nanyan, who has no relatives and deceased people, first has to go to the storytelling building to have a look, and walks quickly towards the center of the town, outside the storytelling building with the door closed, Dong Nanyan frowned.

He knocked on the door, and it was a shop guy he was somewhat familiar with, and asked him with a smile why he didn't open the door, but he didn't expect this guy to answer him, but turned around and ran upstairs, and when he saw Tang Shu's father and son and Xu Yu running down from the upstairs, Dong Nanyan smiled and said: "Xu Yu, Uncle Tang, book bag, long time no see." ”

After a long absence, Xu Yu and their faces were of course smiling.

Xu Yu quickly opened the door, then put his hands on Dong Yanyan's shoulders and said with a smile: "Tall, handsome." ”

Dong Yan smiled shyly.

"Come in quickly, don't stand outside and talk. ”

After saying hello to Tang Shu and Tang Shubao, after some greetings, Dong Yan asked with a smile: "Xu Yu, why don't you open the door, if you didn't go downstairs in time, I thought something happened here." ”

Xu Yu's face changed, and then he smiled: "Isn't this a guy who saw you, and he couldn't say anything excitedly, went upstairs and called us to go, didn't open the door because he usually didn't rest, he was too tired, so he planned to give everyone a vacation and rest." ”

Dong Nanyan nodded, it turned out to be so.

"Where's the old gentleman?"

Dong Nanyan didn't see Ma Cheng follow Xu Yu and them out, "He went out today?"

"Ahh

Xu Yu and Tang Shu secretly shouted badly, "He should... In the building... Let's go. ”

Noticing Xu Yu's expression, Dong Nanyan felt a little strange, when it came to Ma Chengxin, why was Aunt Xu a little nervous?

Dong Nanyan's face changed.

Could it be that something happened to Ma sincerely feeding back to heaven and earth?

But he's only been gone for a few months, and it stands to reason that the old man shouldn't be so soon.

Just as Dong Nanyan was about to use his divine sense to see where Ma Chengxin was, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps coming from upstairs.

Holding on to the stairs, Ma smiled heartily: "Xiaoyou came back so soon?"

Seeing Dong Nanyan, the old man who was holding his body sighed: "It seems that I have stayed well over there, and I haven't lost weight." ”

Noticing the beads of sweat on the old man's head, Xu Yu hurriedly helped the old man sit down, and then covered up: "Recently, the stove in this store is too hot, you sit first, I have to go and talk about those little rabbit cubs who don't know how to save. ”

Stretching out his hand to hold Xu Yu, Dong Nanyan no longer looked like he had just entered the door with a smile on his face, "Who did it?"

"Huh?"

How did he know?

Xu Yu patted Dong Yanyan's hand, "What do you say, let go of your hand and let Xu Yu teach those rabbit cubs a lesson." ”

The boy really let go of his hand, and then his figure flashed and appeared behind Ma Xinxin.

"Little friend, you..."

"Sir, don't speak yet. ”

Now he is no longer the one who didn't understand anything at the beginning, as a monk who ascended the tower, Dong Nanyan could see at a glance the old man's weak look and the cold air attached to his back.

Lifting the old man's clothes and seeing the shocking palm prints, Dong Nanyan's face sank.

The realm of the person who casts the palm should not be too strong, it should be the strength of the ascending realm, but there is definitely some poison used in this palm, so it causes the wound to ulcerate and abscess.

Stretched out his finger and lightly tapped it on the edge of the old man's wound, and in the shock of Tang Shu's father and son and Xu Yu, there was a thunderous explosion in the storytelling building.

"Dong Nanyan, have you become an immortal?"

Before leaving, he was still a stupid boy who couldn't even beat him, but now seeing the white brilliance flowing between the young man's fingers, Tang Shubao was very excited.

Thunder is the most masculine and rigid thing, and it is best to use it to dispel the cold, and at the same time, the moonlight in Tibet can be used to delay the spread of the wound to the surrounding areas, temporarily relieving Ma Zhen's injury.

Exhaled softly, Ma You, who felt a lot more comfortable, had mixed feelings from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't expect that at this juncture, the boy would come back, and it seemed that he was still successful in his studies, and the thunder that sounded in his back just now made him a little shocked.

"Xiaoyou, what realm are you in now?" did not answer Ma Cheng's question, Dong Nanyan's voice was very cold, "Who hurt you like this?"

"It's okay, I accidentally got hurt when I was talking to others, and I can't complain about others. ”

"If I hadn't come back today, you might have died under the erosion of this palm print's cold poison, do you know?!"

Dong Nanyan pointed to the old man's wound, "Now I can only temporarily stop the wound from deteriorating, but it only plays a delaying role, if you want to completely heal, you need him to hand over the antidote, otherwise you will die sooner or later!"

The stove in the storytelling building was burning very strongly, but Xu Yu and the others felt cold at this moment.

The young man said in a cold tone, "Who is it?"