The three religions and the nine streams, the lower nine streams, as long as they have time and spare money to travel around, can be seen, the three religions that are high and ubiquitous, Confucianism in this fame and fortune, has long exhausted the full of heroic spirit, those Confucian saints with charters in their mouths, have not appeared for many years, without anyone laughing at them, those reincarnations of one life, for this world to set the rules that everyone abides by, and everyone can betray the saints, maybe also in the past forty years of scientific research again and again, grinding out the bones,

Some people have long seen that the Taoist priest and the monk in the Xuankong Mountain have been chattering and quarreling, how many people are betting on when the sloppy old Taoist who repaired the stone ladder will change his clothes, and in another hundred and ten years, the stone ladder of 10,000 steps should be paved to the foot of Xuankong Mountain, and how many people are betting on when the Sakyamuni will move into the main hall.

The head of the Fengling Mountain family who went down the mountain with a negative face was bored after coming down the mountain, and when he went down the mountain, he just followed his uncle's advice and did not let the Chi family get involved in the dispute between the princes.

Although the Chi family is a big family, even if it is a marriage, it can't be the queen of the deep palace in the world, which young lady of the family is not a concubine in one step, and she will be a concubine for the first time?

The Chi family, who attaches equal importance to civil and military affairs, Chi Chongfeng's daughter's body does not learn the embroidery female red, and there are many miscellaneous studies from all walks of life, and the realm is not high, and the habitat is only.

The martial arts in the world are divided into nine grades, and only when they enter the three-grade habitat can they be regarded as entering the hall and entering the house.

The two-grade Wuji realm is called Wuji, which has its own reason, and it is not a matter of self-reliance, but a reversal of the world, only knowing that heaven and earth have qi, and cannot see through the qi of heaven and earth.

If you enter the Taiji realm, you should take the opportunity of the operation of heaven and earth, follow the law of the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, and accept the heaven and earth in yourself, which is already the pinnacle and a once-in-a-century encounter.

However, since it is self-generated, it is inevitable that the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death will be inevitable.

Therefore, after Tai Chi, there is a transformation realm, and you can soar when you enter the transformation realm.

Chi Chongfeng, who had been in the mountains for most of the past 20 years, rarely stepped on the mud, and after the rain had cleared, the mud had been trampled repeatedly by people and livestock, and the head of the family, who was known for his decisiveness in the rivers and lakes, was hesitant not to know where to put his feet.

After walking a few steps cautiously on the dirt road, the muddy water still entered the boots, Chi Chongfeng simply broke the jar and fell, although the pace was striding meteor, his face was not very good, and after a while, the muddy water turned yellow to the corner of his skirt

Chi Chongfeng thought in her heart that when Baili Qingqing used water as a boat to go down the mountain, she heard the voice in her heart, "Baili Qingqing can stand being teased, and she can't stand it, and Yanyulou will pick it, which is not a surprise." ’

At this time, she thought of how to reply to Baili Qingqing's words, why not say this at that time, "Who has the sword fairy been molested?" Since he has been subjected to, why not give birth to children in Fengling Mountain, spread out the branches, the Chi family has many men, and when the time comes, change the rules and allow one woman to have more husbands. "It's like a neighborhood's shrew scolding the street, and only then will she think of more vicious and cruel words.

But what Chi Chongfeng wants to say most is not this, she wants to say more, "Is Chi Chongfeng a strange?" If not, is it also a sword?"

The woman's temperament, at the age of sixteen, she lifted her dress while lying on the bed, which is not good, and at the age of thirty-six, she was still reserved and did not lift her skirt, which is not good, Baili Qingqing's style of acting is the former, which disgusts the Jianghu people who like to get better, Chi Chongfeng's next method is the latter, and the chivalrous ranger feels disgusted.

The birth of a hundred miles of green and green has affected many old immortal masters of the rivers and lakes, stirring up the stagnant rivers and lakes, as if Fengling Mountain, which has changed from reckless to the temple, has changed four heads of the family in a half-jiazi, without exception, they are all official bodies, and suddenly there is such a family head who is not an official body, not to mention that the head of the family is still a woman who cannot be an official body in the future, and everyone in the rivers and lakes can figure out a different meaning.

The two women in the north and south complement each other, singing a big show on stage, a sky-high water column suddenly rises in Fengling Mountain, many people want to rush to take a look, coincidentally, the Chi family captured a dragon horse at the end of the Liuli River, in this north-south battle between the two women in the rivers and lakes, it seems that Chi Chongfeng in the south won, and the rivers and lakes were led to Fengling Mountain by her.

The battle on the bluestone square of Fengling Mountain, Daqin did not win or lose, the grassland barbarians did not win or lose, the indifference of the Chi family chilled the chivalrous heart of the people of the rivers and lakes, and became the only loser in that war.

If there are no two women, there are still hello and good people on the rivers and lakes now, and it is impossible to be so angry.

Hongsang County is one of the big grain-producing counties in Daqin, in the autumn, when to harvest the grain, there is a big particularity, when the straw is still alive, harvested in advance, most of them will reduce the yield of a few catties, the distressed grain farmers have no reason to harvest in advance, when the straw has dried up, God has begun to rain in autumn again, the raindrops that fall are like the sticks of the parents' officials, bent into a move, after the ears of rice come into contact with the wet soil, long buds can emerge in three or four days, even if the rice with buds is withdrawn, it can only be used to feed the livestock, the straw piles in the harvest season are inevitably left high, and the straw and barnyard grass without a little fertility are to be picked up and thrown outside the field。

The old farmer is cutting straw stakes with a sickle in the field, the child behind him is not like a peasant, he looks like a porcelain doll carved in pink and jade, he can see the small blood vessels on his face, the child is naked, and his lower body is wearing rag pants that should be left behind after several brothers and sisters have worn them, his right hand is tightly holding the straw stake, and his left hand takes a handful of straw stakes handed back by the old man, his hand is too small to hold such a large weight, and he has dropped a lot, he is hurriedly bending down to pick it up.

The child crossed his fingers and hugged the grain stake, and walked crookedly all the way on the ridge.

When he arrived at the ridge at the edge of the field, the child put the stake on the ridge on tiptoe, and after jumping on the top of the ridge with his right hand, he stacked the stake on the stump, and the dew wet his pants and was flowing down his calf, and his belly was pricked with the weeds and a little red, and the child held the haystack with his left hand and washed his feet in the ditch.

"Daddy, do you want to put water in the field?" asked the child, scratching his belly as he was pricked by the grass tip.

The old man didn't agree with him, and patronized the mowing of the grass, and there were a few new openings on the calluses of his hands, as if they had been scratched by the grass when he was mowing the horse's grass.

Seeing that his father did not answer, and was not in a hurry to work, the child simply ran towards his own horse, and the child was also afraid of being kicked by the horse, so he made a detour far in front of the horse, and did not pick the grass and handed it over, but put the thumb of his right hand into his mouth and gnawed his nails.

Unable to hear the child's movement, the old man did not turn around, twisted his neck and swept with his eyes, saw the child biting his fingers, and scolded: "Nibble, gnaw, every day I know how to hold my hand to gnaw ......"

When the child heard his father's scolding, he hurriedly put down his hand, ran to his father, jumped off the hurdle, and walked on the ridge.

After picking up the grass one by one, he walked towards the haystack with his arms in his arms, holding more than before, obscuring the whole view.

The child's eyes could not see the ridge, and he walked crookedly with a heavy object in his hand, and the ridge that had been walked many times was extremely slippery, and the child forgot to wash his feet in the ditch.

The old farmer squatted and turned around when he heard the call, and he didn't ask if he had fallen, but scolded directly: "The busy man runs three times, the lazy man crushes his waist, can you break your leg by running twice more?"

The child also knew that he had made a mistake, but he couldn't get up after falling and hurting, so Chi Chongfeng came to the child in a few steps and stretched out his right hand.

The child glanced at her and was a little frightened when he saw that it was a living person. But still put her hand.

When the child's left hand touched her right hand, Chi Chongfeng instinctively liked it.

When he pulled up the child, the old man stopped scolding when he saw that there was a living person, and said, "Don't thank this sister much?"

The child did not say thank you, but stood dumbly.

Chi Chongfeng clenched his fists and said, "Old man, I heard him call you Dad, this child is your grandson, right?"

The old farmer replied: "It is my son, I am already sixty years old, and I don't expect him to have much success with this single seedling, but I want him to learn to take care of these acres of land." ”

Chi Chongfeng held his sleeve and wiped the child's face, and asked, "What's your name?"

The child didn't speak, and the old farmer replied, "Han Dou'er." ”

Chi Chongfeng is not good at martial arts, but he has a strategy for Buddhism, Yin and Yang. There are some obscure methods of looking at qi, Chi Chongfeng also knows a thing or two, and he can see that this son is extraordinary.

Chi Chongfeng asked, "Han Dou'er, do you want to be an immortal?"

Han Dou'er happily replied, "Yes!"

The old farmer slowly approached the two of them with his waist hooked, slapped the child on the head, and said, "Whatever you think, it's all a trick to deceive, it's better to learn to do the Fa, and you can earn some copper money." Look at Zhang Daxian in Hongtong Village, his life is so decent, and he doesn't have to work. ”

Han Dou'er replied: "It's not interesting to learn from him, he can't even memorize sixty nails, and he hums and hums to make up the numbers when he carries it." ”

Father Han took off his hat and wiped the sweat on his face, wiped his hands on his clothes by the way, poked Han Dou'er's head with his thumb and said, "What do you know, people are afraid that others will learn his spells"

Chi Chongfeng looked at the big and the small arguing, thinking that such a good seedling, although he had never read and written, he had an extraordinary insight.

After the rain, the weather is clear, and the cold animals in the underground like to come out of the cave and bask in the sun on the stones.

At this time, Chi Chongfeng saw a big snake as thick as an arm crawling from the field, and the three of them were talking patronizingly, but the father and son didn't see the straw stump shaking.

After a while, the python had crawled in front of the three of them, slowly raised its head to look at the three of them, Chi Chongfeng did not move, although the old farmer knew that his son was close to snakes and insects when he was young, and the first time he saw the big snake so close, he was also frightened and collapsed in the field.

Chi Chongfeng didn't move, and the snake didn't look at her, only looked at Han Dou'er intently.

Han Douer wiped her hands on her wet pants, and she was also curious.

I don't know what the snake said, Han Dou'er scratched her head and said embarrassedly: "I didn't recognize it, you said you were saved by me at Uncle Yang's house?"

The serpent replied with a letter.

Han Dou'er simply hugged the snake's head and said, "I knew you would live!"

Then he lay on the head of the snake and whispered: "After you left, I broke the claws of the big rooster with a bamboo pole, and Uncle Yang's family slaughtered and ate it that night." ”

The serpent spat out letters.

"Then why are you coming to me?" Han Dou'er shirked: "Say it in advance, don't look for me for big things, you see I'm still busy working." ”

The snake was already psychic, and its perception was open, and it really turned its head left and right to look at the ridge.

"You want to cross the catastrophe and become a python?" Han Dou'er said with a look of disbelief: "You want to become a python at such a young age, I still want to become an immortal!"

Hearing that Han Dou'er was going to become an immortal, Daddy Han said in a trembling voice: "I want to be like Zhang Daxian!"

"Not really!" Han Dou'er argued, and stopped talking, asking, "When will you cross the catastrophe?"

The weather is windy, and the ...... is blowing The wind blew for half an hour, the wind blew the black clouds tens of thousands of miles away to the top of their heads, the snake with thick arms shrank its head under Han Dou'er's armpit, the snake body trembled, Han Dou'er didn't care about comforting it, looked up at the black clouds that continued to pour from the sky, and opened his mouth wide with curiosity.

The black clouds were still surging towards them, piling up more and more, piling more and more, piling up more and more, Father Han had already fainted with fright, and Chi Chongfeng's face was also pale under Tianwei, and he staggered and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Han Dou'er didn't see his father fainting, nor did he see his fairy-like sister fall to the ground, he was still looking at the black clouds that had gathered, his face was not relaxed, nor dignified, but more curious.

When the black cloud was about to cover Han Dou'er's head, he paused, as if he had encountered some terrifying existence, and the black cloud that had been invincible before retreated three thousand zhang high, and poured down violently again.

This time, the black cloud wrapped Han Dou'er in it unimpeded, and for a moment, the entire black cloud almost dissipated.

The way of heaven cannot be bullied, the law of heaven is unstoppable, and the catastrophe may be resistible.

......

The first arm-thick lightning bolt pierced through the black cloud like a celestial halberd and stabbed at the top of Han Dou'er's head, and the entire black cloud centered on Han Dou'er, forming explosive ripples in all directions.

After the lightning flashed, the thunder arrived.

Rumble......

Deafening, Buddhist Zen masters and Taoist real people have a sense of feeling, looking up at the bright sky, tomorrow is empty.

......

The second tower-thick lightning condensed into a sphere with a radius of thousands of miles, smashing the black cloud out of a huge crater with a radius of thousands of miles, and the ball-shaped monster that did not lose anything directly smashed directly on the top of Han Dou'er's head, Han Dou'er's feet sank to his knees, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he looked at the blue sky above his head playfully.

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and thunder sounded.

Rumble......

After the second thunder sounded, all the monks and nuns in Buddhism and all the Taoist priests in Taoism felt it in their hearts and bowed their heads.

The third lightning bolt is like Dayue Immortal Mountain, it is still the simplest and most brutal way of attack, when the head is smashed, Han Douer looked up at the sky and awakened everything, two lives are two, two give birth to three, three give birth to all things, the sky is one, the earth is two, he is three, the body above his head dissipated only a wisp of luck is also three, whether it is the sky is high and the earth is thick, or the sky is wide and wide, after all, it is still big but endless.

Han Dou'er no longer looked at the sky, bowed his head and said: "Go up the mountain to become a python, and go down to the river to become a dragon." Walking Jiao Cheng Chan is unstoppable. ”

I raised my head and said to myself to the rolling heavenly thunder: "I, Han Dou'er, carry the way of heaven, destroy the way of heaven, resist the catastrophe, look down on the catastrophe, who was my surname in the previous life, regardless of who I will be in the next life, no matter, I have cultivated the Tao, not the way of heaven this day, not the way of this earth, nor the humanity of all living beings, I cultivate my way, this way does not seek to transcend life and death, only to lean over and look at the common people, flying sword refers to Qiankun, Jiazi, Yichou, Bingyin, Ding Mao, ......"

Sixty Jiazi finished reading it for a while, and the immortals were faintly frightened above the nine heavens.

......

......

After the catastrophe, the heaven and earth returned to silence, the black clouds in the sky had dissipated, and the sun was in the sky again, but the sun was setting in the west, Chi Chongfeng slowly woke up, and looked at the top of Han Dou'er's head for the first time.

Although the skin of the snake is dry, its eyes are bright, and after the washing of the heavenly calamity, it seems that the flesh is no longer mortal.

"Sister, can you take me to the Tao?" Han Dou'er asked, her eyes looked directly at Chi Chongfeng, Chi Chongfeng came back to his senses when he heard the sound, looked at Han Dou'er and nodded.

The snake broke free from Han Dou'er's arm and left to molt.

Han Dou'er didn't look at the unconscious father on the side, his expression did not have the slightest brilliance of humanity, and said, "Let's go!"

Chi Chongfeng nodded and walked away.

Along the way, Chi Chongfeng couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Han Douer recovered the child's personality and said: "Han Dou'er"

Chi Chongfeng turned to look at the child in confusion.

Han Dou'er said incompatibly: "Sister, you have a fragrance." ”

Chi Chongfeng smiled.

Han Dou'er thinks that her sister is very good-looking, but it's a pity that she wants to cultivate, otherwise she will marry home and be a daughter-in-law, her sister is too tall, Han Dou'er calculated, and her sister ended up being two heads taller than him, thinking about it, she felt that Heaven and Earth gave him a handsome appearance, and did not give him a tall height, so she immediately remembered something and sneered: "When Heaven and Earth bribe me, don't ask me if I want to?

Chi Chongfeng ignored his daughter's attitude, squinted with his back hand, his phoenix eyes were long, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the second day, Chi Chongfeng took Han Douer to ride a horse to the county seat, it was snowing heavily, and all sides sat down in the silver wrap, Chi Chongfeng bought a pair of cotton clothes and pants for the child, and Han Douer wore it on his body indecently.