"What a mess!"

Chu Zhanyan rolled his eyes, pushed his friend away a foot away, and said,

"You use poetry like this, aren't you afraid that the ancestor will come to life? I believe that you and Fang Jingya are brother and sister!"

"It's called learning by doing. ”

Yan Hao smiled smugly and came over again, seemingly satisfied with his elegant style just now.

It's a pity that like Uncle Yan, the things in the belly of the swarthy young man are actually not as many and black as they seem, Fang Jingya once secretly and quietly commented on Yan Hao with Chu Zhanyan, saying that this guy is purely a little old man who has not grown up, and he still doesn't accept his fate, but he prefers to learn the handsome bachelor with fluttering sleeves in the book, more like a naïve little old man who has not grown up.

A few years ago, there was a scholar who passed by Lijiazhai in Daluo Mountain, and saw that the people here were outstanding and prosperous, and the creatures were mixed and beautiful, so he stayed for a while, maybe he was idle for a long time and had nothing to do, so he simply opened a study hall to teach people to read and write.

Yan Hao, this guy is a student in the temporary study hall, but it's a pity that he is playful, and he is not born to read materials, so he seems to know and doesn't know what he learns, and a bottle is less than half a bottle.

Not only Yan Hao, but in fact, in the entire Lijiazhai, all the people who could play with a few strokes of ink were once considered the students of the old gentleman, and before that, the people of Daluoshan didn't even know what a "book" was.

It's a pity that the gentleman seems to be a little unlucky, in the local dialect is a little back, often tossed by some inexplicable things to break the head of the blood, flat wrestling and falling stones and smashing the head is not unusual, the strange thing is that this first life seems to be extraordinarily hard, a handful of grades stunned is not tossed into the coffin by these strange things, not only so alive and vigorous, every time you suffer out of thin air to scold, and talk to yourself, pointing to the sky and the earth, the scolding is particularly painful.

An eyewitness to Lijiazhai once described that the gentleman at that moment did not look like a gentleman, but like a half-crazy old rascal, foaming at the mouth and shouting, "I Yunyang went up the mountain to view a certain person, this side of the world is born with good fortune, Mengxing will come out, I don't know whether I am alive or dead, how dare you wait for the demon to make a time" or something, the shouting hair and beard danced wildly, and the flying sand and stones were very scary.

The most bizarre thing is that every time Mr. is crazy, no one can get close, and someone has tried to control him in a state of madness, but all of them have been bounced out without exception, and his bones and tendons are extremely miserable.

As a result, the people in the stockade had no choice but to clean up the site every time Mr. went crazy, and moved some fragile or more important things away so as not to harm the pond fish, but fortunately, Mr. did not go crazy for a long time every time, half an hour was fine, otherwise, I was afraid that the damage caused would be greater.

Later, the movement is getting louder and louder, the momentum is getting more and more intense, no one dares to approach the gentleman's residence, one day the heavy rain is majestic, the people of Lijiazhai listened to the thunder and lightning for three days and three nights, until the fourth day when the clouds and rain first stopped, people went out, only to find that the bamboo house where Mr. lived disappeared strangely without a trace, together with the surrounding range of several zhang the ground is as neat and fresh as the new ploughing in early spring, and the air in that area is also exceptionally refreshing, like a new quilt that has been sunburned......

Chu Zhanyan had heard the legend of the nameless gentleman, which was naturally what Fang Jingya said to him, they had nothing to talk about, mentioning the thunder and lightning that had not seen the light of day for three days, the girl's eyes were in awe and hidden fear and yearning, and the young man could only sigh silently in his heart.

could have been at ease, climbing the clouds to watch the world, but he wanted to protect the first life of the party and scattered his cultivation into dust, the most regrettable thing is that the protected person is ignorant and completely unaware, what is this nameless gentleman for, what is he trying to do?

How can piles of silver ingots not attract greedy fellows, can you protect them for a while, and for a lifetime?

Chu Zhanyan didn't understand, he only knew that he was in a heavy mood that day, and he was in a daze a lot of times.

Then, he stayed here for three years, saying that he was healing, but in fact, the wound had already healed......

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Lizhai Hall, originally the place where Lijiazhai people roasted tea and made tea, now those large cauldrons and wooden shovels that depend on survival have long been moved to the moldy corner, and a three-foot-high platform is piled up with ashlar in the huge house, on which is placed a table, behind the table are two chairs, and two people sit on the chairs.

A long-eyebrow Taoist wearing a gray yin-yang fish large-sleeved Taoist robe, and a beautiful woman, wearing a purple velvet coat, with a snake crown on her head, fangs and spitting letters, lifelike.

There is a low snoring sound on the side of the stage, it is a golden crystal white tiger with a long head, like a precious snowflake carpet printed with patterns, and the copper bell-like eyes indifferently glance at the respectful and humble people below, from time to time bow their heads and lick their paws, the movements are elegant and well-behaved, like a cat.

The atmosphere of the whole hall was extraordinarily quiet, and the silence was filled with a certain low, absolute relationship between the superior and the inferior, which made people uncomfortable.

Under the stone platform, many Li people who had already stood had stiff legs and weak knees, and several young Li people even had fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, and their bodies trembled faintly from fear and excitement!

After being silent for a long time, an old man of the Li nationality walked to the front of the crowd, bowed to the stone platform, and asked cautiously,

"The two walkers came, but they were suddenly panicked, just forgive the little old man for saying more, this small place in Daluo Mountain, there are less than three hundred people in the village, and the generations of tea farmers are born, and the two ...... Why are you here?"

"My generation of scattered cultivation, the four seas for home, the poor road is just passing by here by chance, see this beautiful mountains and rivers is very like, because of some spiritual things, I and this Taoist friend plan to stay here for a few days, but rest assured, we will not eat and drink in vain, when I go, I will choose a young man with good bones, give him a chance, take him into the path of cultivation. ”

The gray-robed Taoist said, his voice was old and low, and he spoke very directly, without any foreshadowing and subtlety.

"This ......"

The old man hesitated, of course he knew that the two in front of him were those rumored immortals who were flying away from the sky and calling for wind and rain, and they thought that they were the same kind of people as the nameless gentleman, so he didn't dare to slack off.

It's just that among the clansmen, he is also a respected predecessor, because he lives a long time, what he sees and hears is more and wider, he knows that there can never be too much intersection between the world and the world, such as, the scenery here is good, I want to come and live for a few days, that steamed bun shop tastes good, I have nothing to buy more, your Lijiazhai bamboo building is warm in winter and cool in summer, I have nothing to do and stay more and so on.

All living beings in this world have a purpose or goal in everything they do and do, such as eating when they are hungry, drinking water when they are thirsty, mortals working to make money to buy rice, flour and cloth, and bluestone ruminating for better digestion.

It's the same with practitioners, their goal is very clear, and that is to practice.

The Taoist said that because of some things in practice, there is nothing wrong with this in itself, but the biggest problem is that Daluo Mountain is just an ordinary mountain range with some monsters in the world, not a place outside the world, not even a second-class spiritual mountain, without those full of aura, and there are no fairy grass and strange flowers and elixir treasures, only tea and tea fields, how to "practice"?

Why does such an unsurprisingly ordinary place attract the mighty again and again?

The same is true of Mr. Nameless, and the same is true of the gray-robed Taoist and the woman, doesn't it mean that these outsiders all live in those legendary worldly places and never interact with the world?

"You don't have to wonder, although we are called cultivators by the world, but in essence, we are still human beings, and it is common to occasionally enter the world to practice and walk, and there are even some guys with quirky temperaments who are resident in Hongchen and are reluctant to leave, to put it bluntly, we people just know some partial techniques, and we are stronger than mortals and live longer. ”

The beautiful woman said with a smile, her eyes narrowing with a faint glow.

Like a sharp sword, insight into scheming!

The old man of the Li nationality suddenly trembled, his back clothes were instantly wet, sweat was like rain, and he was busy lowering his head and said timidly,

"I see, it's the little old man who is abrupt. ”

The gray-robed Taoist frowned slightly and glanced sideways at the beautiful woman, and scolded in his heart "poisonous snake", he has not been out of the mountain for a hundred years, and he pretends to be a master but is the head of the Tao, and he looks like it.