Late autumn, early winter.

In the muddy mountains, the breeze blew and the firelight flew all over the sky, and the leaves of the trees were all dyed golden red by this time.

Li Bichen walked with steps and stepped on muddy water, but the robe on his body was not stained with the slightest dirt.

Mo Qilin never came, stayed on the mountain, and practiced for a long time.

With the footsteps of human immortals, even if it is a casual walk, it is enough to travel to Kaiyang Prefecture within two months, and the entrance to the boundless sea is just behind Taixu Mountain.

Smack....

Footsteps sounded, and scattered birds shook their wings, indicating to Li Pichen that they still existed in the mountains.

At this time, the birds that should go have all flown to the warm climate of the big state, the so-called south, is the place where the sun rises, and it is the place where the sky is.

And the rest of the birds all curled up and hid in their nests, refusing to leave.

Migratory birds and resident birds, in addition to their different habits, can also see their attitude towards survival.

It cannot be said that industriousness and laziness are simply due to different attitudes towards the four seasons.

This also reflects the attitude of all monks towards seeking the Tao.

Not everyone wants to be the supreme Heavenly Venerable, and not everyone wants to become a great sage.

Immortality is definitely the first goal of all cultivators, and without this, they will not step into the path.

But after practicing for a long time, one's mentality will inevitably change, and gradually, some people don't want to move forward anymore because they can't see the end, or they feel too tired.

And some people, gritting their teeth, decide to go again, even if the road ahead is slim, they are willing to try again.

You can't say who is wrong, it's just that everyone's attitude towards the Tao is different.

Li Bichen raised his head, and it happened that on a big tree above, there was a very unique bird's nest, among which, an unknown ordinary bird shrank its wings, and the two small eyes narrowed into a slit and made a slight cooing sound.

Its fur exploded and became fluffy, as if it would be warmer this way, and the little head was desperately shrunk into the neck, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it was extremely cute and gorgeous.

With a lazy and lazy appearance, a fat and hairy body, and small eyes narrowed into slits, this bird can survive this winter safely if it only seeks a little shelter from the wind and rain.

An eagle's cry suddenly sounded, and the bird opened its eyes in an instant, and the neck appeared, looking left and right with its little head, as if it was very frightened.

In late autumn, how can there be eagles?

Li Bichen looked at the sky, and there was indeed a black spot on the distant, high sky, and the eagle was looking down at the earth, looking for its prey.

"Hungry, everyone is hungry, even if they are as strong as an eagle, they have to come out to fight the autumn wind. ”

Li Bichen smiled, in the bird's nest, the unknown bird obviously had the idea of abandoning the nest and running away, but the eagle in the sky didn't seem to care about it, turned around twice above the clouds, suddenly flapped its wings, and flew towards a certain mountain forest.

It seems that even the eagle does not want to entangle with the flying guy, and it may be more convenient for it to catch a ground runner.

The eagle flew away, and the fat bird cooed twice, and the body moved, its wings flapped, and it retracted into its nest.

Li Bichen smiled when he saw it, and said in his heart that this bird is really fat and wide-hearted.

The footsteps did not stop, Li Pichen walked towards the forest, with the passage of time, the setting of the sunset, the night gradually occupied the entire sky, and tonight, there were no stars.

The black oppressive clouds covered the sky, and even if you stood on the ground and looked up at the sky, you could feel how thick the clouds really were.

"Giggle!"

The sound of hens laying eggs came to his ears, and Li Bichen raised his head and saw that not far ahead, there was a village.

In the small village in the mountains, there are not many households, there is a big hen at the entrance of the village, the butt is pouted, and the poofing is an egg falling, but unlike ordinary hens, this guy doesn't seem to care about what he has done, and is still pacing back and forth.

Li Bichen walked over, the hen suddenly stopped pacing, it stared at Li Bichen for a long time, the body moved, the feathers trembled, as if it wanted to come over, but stopped walking.

Its performance surprised Li Bichen, and after a little look, Li Bichen smiled, it turned out that this was a psychic hen.

With creation, for some reason, there is a little spirituality, and this guy is undoubtedly lucky for a poultry that only lays eggs and waits to be killed.

Li Bichen approached the door of one of the houses, and in the middle of the night, the door suddenly opened, and a man walked out of it, obviously a little vigilant, until he took the chopping knife in his hand and saw the age of the Taoist and a Taoist robe, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Daoist, walking on the mountain road in the middle of the night, but it is dangerous. ”

This person was about the age of confusion, and Li Bichen performed a mundane etiquette to him, saying that he was just passing by.

"The hen at the door suddenly stopped shouting, I thought something was wrong, there was a rainstorm this day, Xiao Dao Ye rushed to the mountain road overnight, I am afraid that it is not appropriate, what mandrill wild monsters have run out of this night, there is still a hungry tiger waiting secretly, or sleep here for one night, and leave tomorrow. ”

The mountain people tried their best to keep it, Li Bichen just smiled, he couldn't help it, and said: "If you really care about me, then give me a pair of clothes and hats." ”

"Heavy rain and a pair of rain gear are better than anything else, as for the hungry tiger mandrill you said, don't worry. ”

Li Bichen said this, and the mountain man sighed, and said: "You kid don't listen to what he says, it's just that, since the little Taoist insists on leaving, I can't force me to stay, you Taoists are always weird and weird, then when I was still wandering the rivers and lakes, you were like this, without exception." ”

He said this, and Li Bichen listened to it, and asked with a smile: "Shanren used to have a chivalrous name in the rivers and lakes?"

A guest in the mountains, but it seems that there is a glorious past?

It's kind of funny.

"That's nature!"

The mountain man was a little proud, but said so, and then sighed: "But it's all a matter of the past, I was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes back then, fresh clothes and angry horses, except for a few masters, no one can defeat me..... But that was ten years ago, and today's rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes they once were. ”

The mountain man sighed while talking, and his face was proud, as if he was recalling the beginning, the era of infinite scenery, and the beauty was like jade.... The knife is like a rainbow.

He said this, and then suddenly laughed again: "However, if Xiao Dao Ye goes out of the mountain, then if he encounters someone who finds fault, report my name, only call Guiyu Dao, the world calls me Gui Father, and you may have some use in speaking out at that time." ”

"Yes, Father Gui.... Maybe I'll report it. ”

Li Bichen smiled and agreed, and after taking the hat and robe, he thanked him, and then draped it on his body, while the mountain man looked around, raised his eyebrows, and said to Li Bichen: "Hey, I don't believe it either, it's just that, it's hard to walk at night, I'll send it to Daoye." ”

He said this, his eyes were full of disappointment, he only felt that he had been away from the rivers and lakes for ten years, and now he no longer looked down on himself even as a small Taoist, but he was just an ordinary individual in the mountains, and he was unwilling in his heart, and he felt that he had to show his hand well to scare this person.

Thinking about his Sangshan Gui father back then, who was not frightened by the osmanthus knife in his hand, but now he is still looked down upon by a young man under twenty, which really makes him uncomfortable.

He has the power to fight lions and kill tigers, but he sits in the mountains, and even the world does not know his prestige.

"Xiao Dao Ye said that the hungry tiger mandrill in the mountains is not to worry, this is not nonsense, how old does Dao Ye look this year, at this age, it is a spell, but it is only limited to drawing talismans, or I will send Dao Ye ....."

"No need. ”

Li Bichen waved his hand and took out a booklet from his arms, which was placed in the hands of the mountain man.

"This Taoist scripture, count me as the reward for your hat, you and I have a fate today, you give me a hat, I give you a volume of scriptures, if there is still fate in the future, I may see you again. ”

The mountain man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned, he looked at this booklet, and then looked at Li Bichen in front of him, and his heart was strange, this person didn't see a bulge before, where did this booklet come from?

He thought so, and Li Bichen had already turned around, and smiled lightly, and the mountain man was frowning just now, and he wanted to say something, and in the next moment, the person in front of him was gone.

“!!!”

The Dao Ye dissipated out of thin air, and the mountain man stiffened in an instant, just a cold air rushed from his feet to his head, and the palm trembled slightly, but he felt the weight at this time, and then looked at it, what the ten fingers were holding was the Tao Sutra.

The mountain people were confused, and at this time, the sky suddenly ticked and rained.

The rain is pouring, the fog is misty, and above the Tao Sutra, the light is dim.

The old hen jumped over and fluttered her wings, and the rain did not fall on her body at all.

And at this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared on the scriptures.

"The red clouds and danxia of the autumn mountains are obvious, and the green and blue rain are smiling fairies. ”

When the mountain man saw this scene, his hand shook violently, it was a big shock in his heart, and he finally came back to his senses, laughed, and sighed again and again, and smiled bitterly.

He didn't know where he was, it turned out that he was ...... I met an immortal.