Zhou Chenhai only thought about his own thoughts, running all the way, and he didn't know where he had arrived.

When he stopped, he looked up and saw a huge attic in front of him, the attic had several floors, and each floor was much higher than the first floor of an ordinary pavilion, and the appearance was like a pagoda, simple and dignified.

Zhou Chenhai sat in the corner of the attic, his expression was sad and he was about to cry, tears rolling in his eyes.

He said to himself, "Grandpa is not here, and neither is my father and mother." No one will hurt me anymore. Rather than be insulted in the future, I might as well be dead. It's better to die!"

The louder he spoke, the more he said, the sentence was better than dead, almost crying.

But at this moment, a deep and old voice shouted: "If you want to die, die far away, don't die on the edge of my house!"

Zhou Chenhai stood up in shock and looked around. After looking around, I didn't find a figure. He looked at the huge attic and said, "This man must be in the attic." ”

He came to the attic door, pushed it open and walked in. I saw rows of bookcases in front of me, and the books were placed layer after layer, scattered. The hall is circular, with a circular staircase leading to the second floor on the left, and a bookcase can be faintly seen above.

Zhou Chenhai looked stupid, he had never seen so many books, all kinds and dazzling. He walked around the rows of bookcases towards the depths of the hall, reading as he went, and kept flipping through them, only finding them fresh and interesting.

Suddenly, only to hear a snap, his head was knocked out, and it hurt so much.

He looked back and saw an old man dressed in black, with white hair and a haggard face, glaring at him angrily.

"You're just the little doll who was screaming outside just now? Who let you in? Didn't you tell you to die a little farther!"

The old man opened his mouth and scolded, which was very vicious. Zhou Chenhai put his heart sideways, and his heart said that he would be a cheap life anyway. He shouted, "Death is death! So he turned and walked away.

The old man looked at him and thought to himself, "This little doll is really stubborn." If I die, I'm going to get into a lot of trouble as a bad old man. I'm going to provoke him. ”

He said: "If you don't value your life at a young age, it's really useless. It is better that the unproductive person is still dead. ”

When Zhou Chenhai heard this, how could he endure it, he was going to die and be belittled like this, and tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.

He replied: "You don't know my experience, how can you assert that I am unproductive! I have no grandfather, and my father and mother do not know where to go." Now he can't even practice martial arts, and he is still insulted and beaten. Won't you live like a waster in the future?"

"Oh, tell me about yourself. ”

Zhou Chenhai told how he went up and down the sacred mountain, how he was bullied, and how he thought of seeking death.

The old man's expression softened slightly when he heard his words, but he still said with a disdainful expression: "Your life is given by your parents, and you can wantonly waste it if your parents are not there? This is the filial piety that a human child should have? What if you can't practice martial arts and cultivate the Tao? You don't even understand the truth of being a human being, and you have a body of cultivation to go out to fight and kill, and you don't distinguish between right and wrong." Huh, isn't that great?"

Zhou Chenhai was stunned when he said this. He thought about it and felt that he was so dead, and he was really sorry for his father and mother who brought him into the world. Now I shed tears when I encounter some setbacks, and I don't have any manhood.

He didn't know what the truth was to be a man, but before leaving, Grandpa Li warned himself that he had the ability to distinguish between good and evil, and between right and wrong. At least that, he can't do it yet.

Zhou Chenhai asked: "But if I can't cultivate the Dao, I will become a waste in this Luoshen Mountain, what's the use?"

"You talk about waste every word, and if you don't waste it, you will say that it is waste! ”

Without waiting for Zhou Chenhai to react, the old man forcibly pulled his hand over and pressed his pulse with two fingers.

After a while, the old man said, "Yes, it is true that you cannot cultivate the Tao. Yin Qi is stored in the internal organs, and it is the first time that the old man has encountered such a dilapidated physique. Haha!"

Zhou Chenhai gritted his teeth angrily, "I'm like this, you still laugh!"

"What is the little doll anxious about, it's not that it can't be treated. The first real person of this Xuanhuo Peak can cure you, but it will take a few years and more than ten years of his strength. It's just that this real person's Burning Sun Xuanhuo Skill has not made much progress after nearly a hundred years of practice, and now it is impossible to say whether it will take more than ten years of skill for you. ”

"But don't worry, there's not just one way to cure you. Just take your time. ”

Zhou Chenhai was very happy when he heard that he could be cured. said: "It turns out that I am not hopeless, but unfortunately I have not been able to cultivate the Tao for the past few years. I don't know how long I'm going to be bullied. Master has been practicing for nearly 100 years, so isn't he already 100 years old? I don't think he's middle-aged?"

"It is not uncommon for cultivators to live to be 100 years old, and it is not uncommon for them to live to be 300 years old. Of course that old thing is over 100 years old. It's just that the older you get, the more treacherous you become!"

Zhou Chenhai said in his heart: "You old man looks so old, isn't he even older, dare to say that my master is treacherous, you old monster is really shameless!"

I only heard the old man say again: "What if there are a few years of cultivation? Who has cultivated the Tao to the sky? Throughout the ages, there are not many cultivators who have come to the top." ”

"What's more, even if you don't cultivate the Tao, what can you do, if those who don't cultivate the Tao are all waste, then aren't the people of Li who don't know how to cultivate the Tao all waste?

"The patriarch of this sect is a true person, he was familiar with the art of war when he was young, and he was an official in the court, and he was a third-grade general. Lead troops to fight and defend the country. The enemy was terrified! It was not until he resigned at the age of 50 and went into hiding, that he began to cultivate the Tao. You just have a few years less to cultivate, so what does it matter? Speaking of these, I don't know if your little doll understands or not. ”

Zhou Chenhai thought to himself: "What this old monster said is quite reasonable. ”

Leading troops to fight and defend the country, Zhou Chenhai still doesn't quite understand. But he also figured out that he didn't have to go all the way to the dark. It's just that he is young and competitive, and he started a few years later than others, and he is not angry after all.

"Old Demon ...... Grandpa. Then what do you think I can learn?" Zhou Chenhai asked.

"Smack!"

The old man slapped Zhou Chenhai on the head again.

"You have to ask me what to study? Follow me!"

Zhou Chenhai touched his painful head, rolled his eyes, and muttered: "Stinky old man, your father and I will let you first this time, and sooner or later I will shoot it back!"

"What are you rubbing? Hurry up!"

The two of them walked around a few bookcases, walked up a long corridor, turned a few corners, and in a moment came to a rotunda.

In the middle of the hall is a three-zhang square column, the whole column is nine stories high, leading to the top of the attic. The surface of the pillar is made in the shape of a lattice, and it is filled with books. Outside the columns, a corridor is built around the height of the floor. Each floor is connected by a small staircase.

Zhou Chenhai stood in the distance and looked up at the entire cylindrical bookcase, feeling that it was simply a small building, very majestic.

The old man saw Zhou Chenhai's surprise, pointed to the pillar in the middle of the hall and said, "The books outside are all the methods of cultivation in this sect, and in addition to the common introductory cultivation books on the rivers and lakes, there are other categories. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the art of war, strategy, virtue and etiquette, and even cooking are also available. ”

"It's just from Xuanhuo Peak. If you arrive at the Ten Thousand Law Pavilion of the Heavenly Peak, there are countless books in it. But there's enough books here to learn. If you want to learn anything, go up and pick it yourself. ”

"His grandmother's! There are so many books, my eyes are dazzled!"

There was another snap! Zhou Chenhai was slapped on the head again.

I only heard the old man scolding: "He is not allowed to swear at a young age!"

Zhou Chenhai grinned in pain, and said in his heart: "Don't let me swear, but you still say it yourself." Old monster, you wait, wait until I learn kung fu well, and see if I beat you to call Dad!"