The spring rain was boneless, and it fell softly all night.

When I woke up, the spring breeze blew the dust, the green bamboo forest in front of the door was full of vitality, and the mushrooms sprung up one or two feet high in one night, and the mountains were full of wildflowers.

Bai Yun pushed the door out with Shen Di, and he had comprehended the Great Wuwei Dharma, which had been in the middle of the night since the third watch, and almost the entire white paper was written

Mo is familiar with his heart, and when he walked out of the door, he couldn't help yawning, and suddenly felt a fresh spring that went straight to his heart and lungs, and remembered that when he returned to Jixia Mountain a few days ago, it was still full of snow, but this time it was already a spring bamboo shoot.

In previous years, after the beginning of spring, it has to be cold for a while to have the scenery of spring returning to the earth, this year's solar terms change so fast that people are really caught off guard, Baiyun since the last bun, or the first time to encounter such a rare scenery, the bun Xia Mountain is the blessed land of the Taoist court, the fairy air is overflowing, the luck is vigorous, it should be the avenue of natural Vientiane from the beginning, so the white clouds always faintly feel that there is an intriguing place, but never think about it.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Bai Yun saw two graceful figures in the green bamboo forest, squatting on the ground with a bamboo basket and digging spring bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots are divided into winter bamboo shoots and spring bamboo shoots, there is an old saying that spring bamboo shoots are all tasted, spring bamboo shoots are delicious, mouth-watering and unforgettable, Li Feng especially loves stewed bamboo shoots, a plate of stewed bamboo shoots can drink several pots of wine, so in the early spring of each year, Bixiu and Li Xin'er will carry a basket to the bamboo forest to dig spring bamboo shoots.

Don't look at the bamboo shoots after the rain full of forests to think that digging bamboo shoots is easy, in fact, there is a university here, not only can not hurt the bamboo shoots to affect its taste and taste, but also have a carefully selected eye, not sharp or about an inch of spring bamboo shoots are the most umami, breaking out of the ground more than a foot of bamboo shoots tip has grown too much, the taste is old and hard not suitable for cooking, looking for spring bamboo shoots is a technical job, there are signs of soft soil and slight uplift, it is the inside of the Qiankun, so digging bamboo shoots not only test the hand work but also test the eyesight.

Bixiu digging bamboo shoots skillfully raw flowers, first with a shovel to dig out the soil on the edge of the spring bamboo shoots, and then the spring bamboo shoots are planed up by the roots, and finally the bamboo shoots shell is peeled off to be considered a complete success, and Li Xin'er is a lot inferior, Bixiu dug half a basket of spring bamboo shoots, Li Xin'er's basket is only a few small bamboo shoots.

Bai Yun didn't bother the two of them to dig bamboo shoots, but went straight to the Feilaifeng kitchen, last night at dinner Bai Yun and Mu Sheng explained that there is no need to prepare his share for lunch today, he wants to go to Lanyue Pavilion to practice swords, Mu Sheng is afraid that he will be hungry to practice swords, so he said that he will steam two more nests in the morning and let him take them.

Pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen, but did not see Mu Sheng's figure, probably after breakfast went back to the room to practice, Bai Yun familiarly turned up the lid of the pot, grabbed two nests and was about to leave the kitchen, but suddenly seemed to think of something, and stopped, from the top of the kitchen cabinet turned out a jar of daughter red, this altar of daughter red was after a long talk with Li Feng that day, Li Feng specially took it to him in the Jingxin Hall wine cellar, and said to let him taste it

The taste of a taste, Bai Yun wanted to bring this jar of wine back to his residence, but he was afraid that if Li Xin'er found this jar of wine in his room, he would have to nag him for a while, so when he returned to his residence, he hid this jar of wine in the kitchen cabinet.

Bai Yun held a sword in one hand and a wine in the other, gnawed half of the nest head in his mouth, passed through the tree-lined path behind the mountain behind the Feilai Peak, and came to the new cliffside pavilion, Bai Yun walked into the pavilion and put the wine jar lightly, and then rolled up his sleeves as usual and untied the white cloth on the sword body.

The sword is like a dragon, slamming, stabbing, obliquely, horizontally, vertically, splitting and hanging, withdrawing, and vertically, and the god is playing like a tiger in the hands of Baiyun.

The most feared thing for sword practitioners is not to hit the bottleneck of the sword and stop moving, but the state of mind of sacrificing the original and seeking the end, the high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the foundation is not stable, it is a big taboo for people who practice swords, and Bai Yun, who has been practicing the sword style for many years on the Feilai Peak, naturally has a deep understanding, even if it is Li Feng's sword power, he also attaches great importance to these eight basic moves, and his life's essence of the eight swords is from these eight moves, which shows that Li Feng's vision is unique, the stronger the simpler, so Bai Yun has never slackened the practice of these eight moves。

A figure in a gorgeous costume walked out of the tree-lined path that led directly to the Lanyue Pavilion from Feilai Peak, holding a gold-plated folding fan in his hand, and quietly approached the young man who was sweating like rain in the Lanyue Pavilion.

For some reason, this rich boy brother, who is rare to see in the Three Sects and Taoist courts, has lost his cynical attitude in the past, but has a calmness that is extremely inconsistent with him.

Bai Yun Yuguang glimpsed Zhang Zishan who was approaching the Lanyue Pavilion step by step, but he didn't want to stop the flying sword momentum in his hand, Zhang Zishan didn't want to disturb Bai Yun's sword practice, nor did he rush into the Lanyue Pavilion, but squatted down outside the Lanyue Pavilion, the sword has no eyes, Zhang Zishan is not an old fritter who can be light and light in everything, and he has not yet had this state of mind。

Although Zhang Zishan is dressed in gorgeous clothes, he looks like a rich child, but in fact, he is very down-to-earth on weekdays, he has never been the master of peace, squatting outside the pavilion is not idle, pulling out a licorice root on the side of the road and chewing it in his mouth, and picking up a stone the size of a fingernail, squinting one eye, aiming at the crosshair, the sleeve of his coat was raised, and the stone was thrown at the young man who was swinging the sword in the pavilion, but he did not know that the young man had already been familiar with his carving tricks, and after a circle around his shoulder, he straightforwardly pushed it away, and the stone seemed to hit the iron plate, and went and returned, squatting on the ground and holding a licorice root on the forehead of the Chinese man。

"Oops!" Zhang Zishan screamed, covered his forehead and sat on the ground.

Only then did the young man in the Lanyue Pavilion stop, he turned his wrist around, and walked out of the Lanyue Pavilion after turning his arm upside down.

"I said Bai Yun, do you need to be real?" Zhang Zishan was vigorous

Stand up and pat the dust off the back of your ass.

Bai Yun said solemnly and spit out two words: "You deserve it." ”

Zhang Zishan immediately rewarded a white eye, rubbed his swollen forehead, took out a white porcelain medicine from his arms, and nagged: "It's really the roaring dog in that court, the dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know the hearts of good people, you, treat kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and I will bring Jiuhua Pill from Sanqingfeng to you to regulate your meridians." ”

Bai Yun was not afraid that Zhang Zishan would really get angry, so he learned his usual tone and joked: "Oh, the mountains are long and the waters are far away, but you can tell me how long and how far away?"

Zhang Zishan was too lazy to compete with Bai Yun, knowing that this person could not be lit like a cowhide lantern, and it would only be thankless to be on the bar with him, and he saw a pot of aged wine in the pavilion, and threw the white porcelain medicine to Bai Yun with a flick of his hand, and walked into the Lanyue Pavilion by himself.

Bai Yun took the white porcelain medicine bottle full of panacea in one hand, and it was about the first time he saw Zhang Zishan deflated, showing a triumphant smile, and also walked back to Lanyue Pavilion with the son.

There was a breeze sitting over the lonely cliffside pavilion.

It wasn't until he was in the Lanyue Pavilion that Zhang Zishan realized that the whole Lanyue Pavilion was as good as new, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the vermilion and gorgeous pavilion pillars, and smoothed the carved vermilion lacquer hooks, and praised without hesitation: "It's really wonderful, this Lanyue Pavilion has been renovated?"

Bai Yun sat on the ground, his eyes swept up and down the Lanyue Pavilion, nodded and smiled: "It's all the credit of the master." ”

Zhang Zishan was quite surprised: "I didn't expect Uncle Li Feng, who is usually taciturn, to have such a leisurely relationship. ”

Bai Yun Wenxu smiled and said: "Although the master is not good at words on weekdays, he has always treated us disciples as his own, he knows that I love to come to Lanyue Pavilion to practice swords, so he took advantage of the gap between me and the south of the Yangtze River to repair it, I was also taken aback when I first returned to the mountain and saw the 'makeup' of Lanyue Pavilion." ”

Zhang Zishan's envy was about to overflow from his eyes, but he suddenly shook his head and sighed: "If only my father could be as restrained as Uncle Li Feng, it would be nice to be as restrained as Uncle Li Feng, and it would save me from having to sneak every time I took the Nine Flower Pill, and those who didn't know thought I was the thief who stole chickens and dogs." ”

Bai Yun smiled angrily: "You should be more peaceful, let your father worry less, or you just tell your father that you want to worship under the Feilai Peak Gate."

Zhang Zishan glared at Bai Yun and said, "You are going to push me into the fire pit, if you really want to say that, it is strange if my father doesn't kick me down the mountain." ”

Bai Yun smiled but said nothing.

Zhang Zishan picked up the altar of aged daughter red and sat down together: "Senior Brother Qi took me to the valley full of orchids. ”

Bai Yun's expression became a little confused, and he stopped talking.

Zhang Zishan's eyes clearly flashed with broken light: "The orchids all over the mountains are as Senior Brother Chen Cheng said, they are beautiful. ”

Zhang Zishan, who looked calm as water, lifted his daughter's red red cloth hijab, and regardless of whether Bai Yun was distressed or not, he sprinkled it on the ground and said with relief: "Senior brother, let's go!"

After all, Hua, who has always had a mediocre amount of alcohol

Fu Gongzi picked up the wine jar and poured a big sip, and the gloom between his eyebrows was swept away.

"The little monster hasn't come back yet?" Zhang Zishan asked with a sparse brow, and handed the wine jar to Bai Yun.

Bai Yun took the wine jar and raised it to the sky, and also saluted the senior brother from all sides of the world to take a sip of wine, but the strong wine entered his intestines early in the morning, making his stomach tumble upside down, and it took a while to ease up, he showed a bitter smile, shook his head and said: "Maybe the world under the mountain is too dazzling, and he will be reluctant to come back for a while?"

(End of chapter)

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