Qiu Moning continued: "It is not necessarily a good thing to be born and cultivate for a lifetime, and similarly, it is not necessarily a good thing to enter the world to cultivate for a lifetime. ”

Like a diligent and studious, sensitive and inquisitive student, Tan Hao asked, "Why is this? Wouldn't it be better to temper one's mind in the red and earthly world, and temper one's mind into steel?"

Qiu Mo Ning sighed and said: "Jia Yi, a writer of the Han Dynasty, once said in his words in remembrance of Qu Yuan: Heaven and earth are furnaces, and creation is work, and (yīn) yang is carbon, and all things are copper. You can see from this sentence the difficulty of entering the WTO. ”

Tan Hao faintly seemed to have touched something in his heart, but he was a little unclear, vague, and hazy, and he said, "You say, I'll listen." ”

Qiu Moning explained: "This sentence fully explains the difficulty of entering the world to cultivate, you see, heaven and earth are like a melting pot, everything in this world is the copper in this furnace, being scorched and roasted by it, you must know that after a long time in this furnace, under the influence of creation, copper will be burned and become other shapes! ”

Tan Hao's eyes lit up, and he said: "I understand, what you mean is that if you enter the WTO too deeply, then it is easy to be dragged down and changed by the things of the red and earthly world (qíng), which will affect the state of mind of self (shēn). ”

Qiu Moning nodded and praised: "What you said is not bad at all. For example, if you don't have money, you have to think about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea all day long, how can you calm down and improve your cultivation?"

"In fact, Xiuzhen is not to jump out of this world and look at the world beyond all condescending things, but to put (shēn) in it, to turn oneself into a piece of fine copper and iron, which is tempered and forged into the best equipment in the melting pot of heaven and earth. ”

"Seems to understand me. Tan Hao suddenly raised his head and said.

Qiu Mooning was helping him cut his hair, and a pair of scissors was about to go down, but when he saw Tan Hao raising his head violently, he didn't cut out a big gap, Qiu Mooning suddenly patted Tan Hao's head lightly with some annoyance, and said angrily: "Don't move!"

Tan Hao suddenly lowered his head honestly, not squinting.

After a long time, my hair was finally cut. Qiu Mooning threw down the scissors and said, "Go and see for yourself." ”

Tan Hao hurriedly ran to the mirror in the toilet. After just one glance, he couldn't help but be amazed by Qiu Moning's skill in cutting his hair. Qiu Mo Ning didn't cut Tan Hao's hair short, but just cut off a lot of his messy parts, trimmed his hair into a flowing and chic style, and the whole person's temperament became dusty.

"Are you okay?" Qiu Moning said, standing at the door of the toilet, (shēn) leaning against the door.

"Awesome!" Tan Hao couldn't help but give Qiu Mo Ning a thumbs up: "This technique is about to catch up with me"

"Come on, you. Qiu Mo Ning waved his hand and said, "Pack up your things." Let's leave tomorrow. ”

"Yes!" Tan Hao suddenly stood up straight and gave Qiu Moning a military salute.

"Poof!" Qiu Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw Tan Hao playing with treasure.

......

幽都, (yīn) 門都府, the capital of the underworld.

There is no country under the Yellow Spring, and the city is boundless--- it is okay to say that it is a city, and it is okay to say that it is a country.

Legend has it that the ruler there was called Tubo. He holds nine ropes in his hands, has sharp horns on his head, and has bloody hands on his back, and chases people with speed, three eyes, and a tiger's head, like an ox, and treats people as a delicacy.

For thousands of years, there have been countless versions of the legend of the ghost town of the ghost capital. Most of them cannot be verified, but the gate of the Youdu is opened every July 15, but it has been recognized by countless cultivators, because some of them have been to the Youdu.

It's a pity that after these people came back from the Youdu, they never said anything about the Youdu, even if they put a knife on their necks, they refused to reveal half a word. They will only exude a god (qíng) of extreme fear, and will be vague in their words, advising others not to inquire about the news of the city, otherwise they will pay a terrible price.

What is it that makes them so afraid?

Youdu, the legendary ghost town, has become more and more mysterious as it has been passed down from generation to generation.

On the sheepskin scroll given to Tan Hao by Eleven, there is no record of where the hidden capital is. There is only one place name, Tianchi, and a map of the interior of the hidden capital.

Tan Hao and Qiu Mo sat in the passenger transportation center, listening to the station radio, watching the vehicles coming and going, and waiting for the shuttle bus to Tianchi a little bored.

Tianchi is not too far from the urban area of Nancheng, seven or eight hundred kilometers away, about seven or eight hours by car.

At this time, a young man dressed as an ethnic minority came over, this young man was tall and strong, with curly hair, a beard on his face, wearing a unique national costume and a short knife at his waist. He came to Tan Hao and the others, first looked left and right twice with some vigilance, and then bent down (shēn) and said in hard Chinese: "Hello, friend, are you and your girlfriend going to Tianchi?"

How did this girl know that we were going to Tianchi?

After Tan Hao and Qiu Mo stared at each other, they looked at the young man again, neither nodding nor denying.

Strange to say, Qiu Moning actually didn't say anything to refute the young man's point that she was Tan Hao's girlfriend.

The young man was agitated and continued: "Friend, if you want to travel to Tianchi, you can take my car. The toll is ten yuan cheaper than the station, and it also sends you to the foot of Tianchi. If you need a guide, meals, accommodation, we can arrange it all, and the price is definitely fair. ”

It turned out to be picked by Lapi, and although his Mandarin accent is a little hard, it is quite smooth, and it is estimated that he usually says a lot of this. Tan Hao and Qiu Moning are just trying to make it convenient now, and as for price security, they don't need to worry about anything at all.

Tan Hao thought for a while and asked, "How do you charge?" Although he is not worried, it does not mean that he will stupidly stretch out his head and slaughter people casually.

"If you only go to Tianchi, I will charge you 500 yuan. If you need a guide, food, and accommodation, 900 yuan a day. The young man looked at Xia Qiu Mo Ning, quickly and skillfully reported the numbers, and then looked at Tan Hao with an expectant expression.

Fortunately, although it is a little dark, it is still within the range of my own acceptance.

However, Tan Hao raised his head and said with a light face: "There won't be any changes, right? ”

The young man (qíng) stiffened a little, but quickly laughed and said, "You can rest assured, I ......." ”

At this time, a few (shēn) security guards wearing security patrol clothes walked from afar, and the young man hurriedly said: "Friend, I'll go first, you follow me, if the security guards ask you, you will pass the buck." After saying this, he hurriedly left the hall, and when he arrived at the door, he deliberately glanced back at Tan Hao. Seeing Tan Hao and the two pick up the gift bag and slowly stand up, they breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the hall with a smile on their faces.

Tan Hao watched the young man walk out of the hall from afar, and when the security guard saw this scene, he didn't say anything, just shook his head with a smile.

"I don't think he's a good guy. Qiu Mo Ning said close to Tan Hao's ear.

"It doesn't matter if he's a good person or not, he can go to the place. Are we two immortal cultivators, can you still be afraid of him?" Tan Hao said with a smile.

"Let's go?"

"Let's go. ”

They followed the young man through a street, turned behind a hotel, and eventually came to a large van. There were already three or four people sitting in the car, one couple were young lovers, presumably for tourism, and two middle-aged people, one with a sallow face, one thin and weak, and an aunt, carrying things in a big bag, and finally the driver sitting in the cab.

Tan Hao took Qiu Moning's hand and sat up, and the young man also jumped up, closed the door, and shouted at the driver.

The driver in front of him answered, started ignition, and started the car.

The car went out of the city, ran for about four hours, and entered a winding mountain road, the road is very steep, one side of the wall is thousands of feet, one side of the cliff, it is really infinite, but it is also a test of people's nerves.

At this time, the young man seemed to remember to charge the fee, and the group also handed him the money according to the original agreed price.

When it was Tan Hao's turn, the young man glanced at Qiu Moning, then looked at Tan Hao, and motioned to the two of you who will give the money?

Tan Hao directly took out nine hundred, the young man's eyes lit up, he nodded with a smile, put the money in his pocket, and then patted him on the shoulder, which seemed to mean something.

The car drove for another ten minutes, and then pulled over, and the passenger was a little confused so he looked and found that there was a small road next to the driver's park. The path winds halfway down the hill, and there are about twenty mud houses in front of it, which appear to be a small village, and several of them are smoking.

At this time, the aunt stood up, then said a few words, and got out of the car with a big bag and a small bag.

Only then did everyone understand that someone had arrived at the station.

The driver also took the opportunity to turn off the engine, got out of the car and ran to the side to relieve himself, and smoked a cigarette by the way.

When everyone waited impatiently, the driver returned, sat in the cab again, and fastened his seat belt.

"Mader!" the driver fired a few times, then suddenly burst out and slapped the steering wheel.

Everyone was a little stunned.

The young man also looked ugly at this time and said: "It seems that there is a problem with the car, and it can't catch fire." ”

Everyone was a little patient at first, waiting for the driver to repair it, but after more than ten minutes, the driver threw the tool to the ground, and after a while, the young man came back with a helpless face and said: "Everyone, I'm sorry, the battery is out of power, and the car can't be lit." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and after looking at each other, the middle-aged man with a sallow face asked, "Then what now?"

"What can I do, wait for someone to send the battery. The young man said lightly.

"How long will that take?"

"If it's fast, it's three or four hours, and if it's slow, it's tomorrow. ”

"What?" these words completely exploded among several people, and all of them (qíng) were 'excited' with indignation.

"What do you mean by that? If you don't do anything, you can just leave us in the barren mountains and mountains?" said the short, thin middle-aged man angrily.