"Fly, you want to go to heaven?!"

After Shen Yin heard Zhou Qian's words, a wave of anger came up and gave him a violent shudder.

"Don't, don't fly, go, just go......"

Zhou Qian covered his forehead at the moment, and didn't dare to mention the flying word again, thinking that he could follow the old man to ride the clouds and fog in an instant, but he never expected that he would actually go......

In six days, not to mention a person, even a thousand miles of horses, he can't run from Qingshan Sect to Sword Sect, but since the old man said so, Zhou Qian didn't believe that he really went, but at the moment he had no choice but to go.

"Stinky boy, keep up, don't lose it, I don't care if you lose it. ”

The sloppy old man, as soon as his words fell, he stepped down the mountain, he didn't seem to use his magical powers, his pace was not fast, and Zhou Qian reluctantly followed.

An old man and a young man, carrying two burdens, one large and one small, went down the green mountain one after the other.

At this moment, the Taoist on Feixian Peak stood on the top of the mountain, watching the master and apprentice go down the mountain, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile.

"Shen Yin, you have accepted a good apprentice, and he is also worthy of you to go down the mountain!"

There were many sighs in the words, and there was even a hint of jealousy, and then the figure gradually dissipated.

The Northern Regions, as the name suggests, are located in the northern part of the continent and are mostly mountainous, with mountains and peaks standing on rugged roads.

Zhou Qian was tired and sweating profusely after only walking for half a day, although he was running the spiritual power in his body, but he also removed the fatigue on his face, looking at the distance, Zhou Qian was really a little frightened, and secretly thought that this sloppy old man would not really want to go on foot, his feet gradually sank, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

But he didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, for fear that the sloppy old man would give him another violent shudder, and at this moment his forehead was bulging with two bags, as if he had a strong head.

Suddenly, at the end of the eye, on the road ahead, a flag appeared, on which a tea word was written, waving in the wind, which was particularly conspicuous on this empty road.

After Zhou Qian saw this banner, his eyes were blazing, especially after seeing the word tea, his throat seemed to be aroused with a strong thirst, and his steps unconsciously accelerated, even surpassing the sloppy old man and becoming the leader.

When I got closer, I found that this was a teahouse, a grass shed, several tea sets, three or two sets of tables and benches, which were exceptionally simple.

There is only one shopkeeper, who is boiling tea and herbal tea, constantly packing up tea sets, and receiving people on the way.

After Zhou Qian walked to the tea shed, his footsteps stopped, his eyes stared at the ordinary herbal tea, his throat sounded, and his thirst became stronger, as if the feeling of exhaustion was suppressed at this moment.

"Alas, people are getting old, and they can't walk anymore. ”

Shen Yin also walked up at this moment, sighed, and then took off the backpack on his back, placed it on a table, and sat down.

Zhou Qian was overjoyed when he saw the sloppy old man resting and sitting down at this moment, and he immediately sat next to him, dusted off his body, and smirked, after all, if the old man didn't sit, he wouldn't dare.

"Xiao Er, come to two bowls of herbal tea!" Shen Yin greeted Xiao Er.

"Here, guest officer, wait a minute!"

Xiao Er's voice is extremely high-pitched and loud, and it is very penetrating.

A moment later, a shopkeeper in a black robe came to Zhou Qian's table with a pot of herbal tea and two large bowls of blue and gray.

"Guest, your tea is here!"

Xiao Er slowly placed the blue and gray bowl on the table, and then poured the clear herbal tea in the teapot into the big bowl, the action was extremely skillful, and the bowl was full without spilling.

Zhou Qian looked at the bowl full of herbal tea, he couldn't wait, and directly took it and drank it violently, the tea splashed, so comfortable.

"Comfort~"

Zhou Qian shouted unconsciously, as if this bowl of tea was more precious than all the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

And Shen Yin, looking at the bowl full of herbal tea, looked extraordinarily calm, holding it with one hand, but there was not the slightest spill of tea, as if he was taking an empty bowl, and then drank it all.

"It's strange that you are so particular about drinking tea. ”

Zhou Qian saw that the sloppy old man drank tea and became so calm and solemn, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, this was different from the time when he was back in the mountains.

"Xiao Er, this is tea money. ”

After drinking the tea, Shen Yin took out a copper coin from his bosom and placed it on the table.

When the little er heard this, he bent down and pocketed a copper coin on the table, and then looked at Zhou Qian.

"This, little guest officer, where's your tea money?"

This sentence was stupid for Zhou Qian's direct question......

"Tea money, what tea money, isn't the old man paying?"

Zhou Qian looked embarrassed, looked at the old man, and then glanced at Xiao Er, not knowing what to do.

"Old man, you lend me a copper coin, and when I get home, I'll pay it back to you!"

Zhou Qian's trip, there was no penny on his body, he thought that he didn't need money at all, after all, all the way to practice, he rarely mentioned money, only in the mundane world, money has a pivotal role.

"Haha, stinky boy, it's really not rich, the old man only has a copper coin, and he can't help you. ”

I don't know if it's true or not, Shen Yin said with a smile, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.

“......”

Zhou Qian was speechless for a while, he had no money, but looking at Xiao Er, who was looking at him, his heart sank and he was at a loss.

"That's it, little second brother, I don't have any money, I can exchange things for it!"

Although it was only a copper coin, Zhou Qian didn't want to owe anyone, and then he took out a sword spike from his body, which was given by others when he was six years old, which was of great significance.

"Here, this sword spike is definitely more than a copper coin, I will press this on you now, and when I have the money, I will redeem him!"

Zhou Qian handed the sword spike to Xiao Er, his eyes blazing.

"Then thank you little guest officer!"

When Xiao Er saw this purple sword spike, he didn't shirk it at all, and immediately agreed, and immediately put it into his arms carefully, treating it as a treasure.

"Okay, the tea is drunk, the feet are rested, it's time to go. ”

After a while, Shen Yin stood up, put the burden on his back, and whispered to Xiao Er.

"Slow down!"

Xiao Er also replied politely, his eyes full of joy.

Zhou Qian saw that the sloppy old man was leaving, and he followed closely, not daring to hesitate at all, but he always thought about the purple sword spike in his heart, because it was woven by his mother herself, which was of great significance, if there was nothing on his body to replace, he would never use the sword spike to mortgage that small copper coin.

The road is far away, and the wind and dust are served.

After bidding farewell to the tea inn, Zhou Qian followed the sloppy old man to a wheat field, it was the golden autumn, and it was the harvest season, the breeze was blowing, and the wheat waves were like a golden ocean, and it seemed to exude fragrance.

And in the wheat waves, there was a rickety figure, holding a firewood knife, harvesting crops, but in the huge wheat field, there was only a rickety old man working, Zhou Qian's heart throbbed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Grandpa, I'll help you!"

Suddenly, Zhou Qian walked into the wheat field and whispered to the rickety old man.

After saying that, he also took a slightly rusty wood knife next to him and began to harvest the wheat. At first, he was not skilled, and the straws he cut down were not neat at all, and the height was uneven.

And Shen Yin looked at Zhou Qian, who was working, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"It's hard for ordinary people to enter the world, but it's even more difficult to practice and enter the world, how many people can do it?"

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