After walking behind Lao Dao for almost an hour, Yichuan was tired and cold, and the light reflected by the sun on the snow made Yichuan dizzy, looking at the meadows covered with snow all around, there was no appreciation at all, and the excitement in his heart was also wiped out.

"I can't walk anymore, I'm going to rest for a while. ”

The old man who walked in front ignored him, and walked slowly while drinking the bread grain roast in the gourd.

Yichuan sat on the snow and rested for a while, seeing that Lao Dao had no intention of stopping and waiting for him at all, and at this time Kung Fu had gone far away, and hurriedly stood up and chased after Lao Dao.

Another hour passed.

"Master, master, I'm hungry. ”

Ichikawa shouted weakly.

This time, Lao Dao turned around, looked at Yichuan, and suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot that you are still a mortal physique, and I didn't bring you dry food. ”

Lao Dao's words were like the last straw that overwhelmed Ichikawa, and when he looked at the endless snow around him, there was not even a single hair, and Ichikawa collapsed to the ground in despair.

Looking at Yichuan lying on the ground, Lao Dao said a little embarrassed: "Don't be afraid, master, how can a dignified Yuanying monk starve to death his apprentice, if this is spread out, he will not be laughed at by others, hold on for a while, Master Rong wants to think about it." ”

After speaking, the sloppy old man squatted aside, touched his head, and began to meditate.

Yichuan lay on the ground thinking about the countless delicacies in the palace, and countless palace maids and eunuchs took turns serving him all day long, thinking, thinking that he actually fell asleep.

When Lao Dao came back to his senses, he found that Yichuan next to him was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and motionless, coupled with Yichuan's face being frozen purple, Lao Dao, who was already flustered, thought that he was frozen to death.

Looking at Yichuan lying on the ground in a daze, Lao Dao felt sad from his heart, remembering what happened to him over the years, his master and brother died in front of his eyes one by one, and now the apprentice he just received is also dead.

"Hey!" sighed heavily, and Lao Dao picked up the gourd and poured it in a big gulp.

"Oh my God, you've been so unfair to me, are all those who are close to me going to leave me?"

Sad for a while, Lao Dao actually cried.

"Master, what's wrong with you? crying so sadly, it's okay, there will be apprentices with you in the future." ”

Lao Dao, who was in grief, suddenly heard the voice of Yichuan behind him, and the crying stopped abruptly, and the emotions that had been held in his heart for nearly a hundred years had just been vented, as if he had been blocked back with a stone.

Thinking that this rabbit cub was not dead, he hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand after being happy, and shouted to Yichuan in a hurry: "Don't make a sound, master, I am learning the call of the female snow leopard, maybe I can attract a snow leopard for you to eat."

'Roar, roar, roar' Suddenly a beast roar came from a distance, and the sloppy old man laughed.

"I didn't expect it to attract beasts. ”

"Yichuan, my good son, wait here as a teacher to go and capture the beast. ”

'Bang' Yichuan only felt a shock on the ground, snowflakes burst, and the strong air wave directly lifted Yichuan to a fall, and a foot thick snow was instantly blown out of a piece of black soil, and at the same time a black shadow swept out in front of Yichuan, it turned out to be a sloppy old man stomped his feet, and the whole person flew out like a spring, drawing a parabola in the sky.

'Bang' There was a muffled sound in the distance, a snowflake exploded, and Lao Dao's figure shot into the distance again, and Lao Dao's figure was no longer visible after a few ups and downs.

Yichuan looked at the disappearing figure of Lao Dao, his heart was full of envy, patted the snow that was splashed on his body, and his eyes just swept to the snow pit that was stomped open by Lao Dao, only to see that a pair of shoe prints were clearly printed on the soil exposed at the bottom of the snow pit, and cracks spread out from the shoe prints to the surroundings.

Oh my God, if you step on a person's body, you'll be trampled on a flat foot!

Just when he was distracted, there was another bang from a distance, and Yichuan hurriedly looked over, only to see Lao Dao carrying a dead snow leopard jumping towards him, and it didn't take long for it to land firmly beside him.

Lao Dao's shoulder shook, and the snow leopard, the size of a calf, fell to the ground.

"Yichuan, you go and pick up some firewood, and wait for the master to bleed and peel the skin and then concoct it well, so that you can taste the master's craftsmanship. After speaking, he summoned the seven-star sword and landed on the palm of his hand, and the sword of a few feet long flew up and down in the old man's hand, and the white fur of the snow leopard was quickly separated from the corpse of the snow leopard like cream meeting a soldering iron.

An hour passed, and Yichuan couldn't wait to take the beast leg handed over by Lao Dao, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a big bite hard.

"It's delicious, oh...... Hot!" Ichikawa hurriedly fanned the cold air into his mouth with his hand.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. After speaking, Lao Dao also picked up a beast's leg and ate it.

"Master, why don't you take me back to the mountains, why do you have to work so hard. ”

"This is hard work? Our path of cultivation is an act against the heavens, and there are countless tribulations and calamities that ordinary people can imagine, and there are many examples of souls scattered and never being able to transcend life. ”

Yichuan chuckled in his heart after hearing this, but he thought that his strange disease could only be cured if he stepped into the path of cultivation, and continued to gnaw on the beast leg in his hand.

Lao Dao watched Yichuan eat silently, thinking that his words had scared him, and hurriedly said: "It's not that the master doesn't want to take you back, it's just... It's just that the master has been injured and can't fly, so you have to work hard when you enter the Daomen, not only to cure your own illness, but also to master a strong force to protect yourself, to protect the people you want to protect, you have to know that if you are not strong, you will be bullied, and if you are stronger than others, others will follow you, and even... Heaven will follow you. ”

"Yes, master, the apprentice will definitely cultivate well in the future... Protect you. ”

After hearing this, the sloppy old man had an imperceptible smile on his face, and he didn't speak, just picked up the gourd and drank the wine in a big gulp.

"Master, how did you get hurt?"

"It's been too long to forget. ”

"Master, how is the realm of a monk divided?"

"First of all, the acquired martial artist, the innate martial artist mortal realm, after crossing these two realms, he will become a monk in the condensation period, at this time he can be regarded as a member of the monks, and there are Jindan monks, Yuanying monks, etc., one realm and one heaven, but there is no shortcut to the path of cultivation, you can only cultivate step by step in a down-to-earth manner!"

"Master, when will I be able to fly?"

"During the condensation period, you can fly with your sword. ”

Fortunately, fortunately, Ichikawa breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as he became a monk, he would be able to fly.

"Master, how old are you?"

......

"Master?"

......

"Why are you talking so much?"

The old way can't bear it.