In fact, Su Han Mountain didn't know how Tianfu Mountain could preserve such a thick green wonder when everything was supposed to wither and wither, and it was all over the mountain.

Vibrant, like the height of spring.

But it's not strange.

Because the Hanshan Temple of the Southern Dynasty has the peach blossoms that bloom undefeated in all seasons, and there are also small bridges and flowing water in the palace city of Tiandu.

I thought that maybe this was the same reason that martial arts practitioners lived longer than the average ordinary person. If he is asked to explain, he can only shirk the responsibility on the four words of Zhong Lingyuxiu.

Yu Baijan took Su Hanshan, a stranger, past the attics.

Along the way, there will inevitably be many Daomen disciples who show curiosity.

On that day, he entered the city and swaggered through the market, and many disciples in the Daomen rushed to join in the fun. Coupled with Su Hanshan's standard wearing a green shirt, some disciples soon recognized his identity.

"It seems to be His Royal Highness the Ninth who has not long returned to the north. ”

"I recognized him, too. ”

"Looking at Senior Brother Yu's direction, it should be to meet Master Zhangjiao. ”

"I think it won't be long before this Ninth Highness will become the Seal Master of the Heaven Mending Sect. ”

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. ”

"I just don't know if His Royal Highness the Ninth will really be able to shoulder the burden and take back the name of the next state religion orthodoxy back to my Qinglian Palace. ”

"I can't say it! After all, it's Haotian Palace!"

"It is said that after returning from the south, Senior Brother Feng Qiwu has broken through the realm and entered Taixuan. ”

"Nineteen years old to enter the Taixuan! what ......is it if it's not a demon?"

"What about His Royal Highness the Nine, what kind of cultivation is he doing now?"

"Like, I haven't cultivated yet!"

“......”

Su Hanshan naturally didn't hear the content of the discussions of the sect disciples who gathered in groups, but he thought that it had something to do with him.

After all, from the beginning of the day to the present, there has never been a shortage of topics.

He's learned to get used to it.

......

The place where Lord Shenque of the Heaven Sect Leader lives is not far from the living area of the disciples of the Daomen, and the pavilion group passes through a quiet bamboo forest, separated by a stream.

Yu Baijan stopped in front of the bamboo bridge, pointed to the chic and elegant bamboo courtyard behind the bridge, and said, "That is the residence of the master of the sect." Baijan still has the accusation of guarding the mountain, so he will not accompany Brother Su in. ”

Su Hanshan looked at the courtyard of the bamboo bridge stream and the frolicking ducks and geese, and admired in his heart that the master of the Sect would really enjoy the life of paradise. He hugged his fists and thanked Yu Baijan and said, "There is Brother Lao Yu." ”

Yu Baijan left.

Su Hanshan also raised his feet and stepped onto the bamboo bridge.

The sound disturbed the owner of the bamboo courtyard, and his footsteps fell so lightly that even the frightened ducks and geese by the stream did not flee in a panic.

Of course, there is another explanation for this, Su Hanshan knew that maybe this group of ducks and geese had long been accustomed to seeing the world, so he ignored his rash visit.

The courtyard door was open.

A shady wooden shed covered the entire courtyard, with a criss-cross of gourd vines hanging on it, and many large and small gourds.

"Come over here and take a hand. ”

As soon as Su Hanshan arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he heard a voice.

In the courtyard where the Heaven Replenishing Sect lived, the Lord of this old voice was naturally none other than him.

After entering the courtyard, he saw a white-haired old man in a Taoist robe stepping on a wooden ladder, as if consolidating the wooden shed, so Su Hanshan took the initiative to step forward and hold the ladder.

After finishing the work in hand, the white-haired old man in the robe slowly descended the wooden ladder.

Su Hanshan, the ninth prince of the Southern Dynasty, who had lived in Hanshan Temple for fifteen years, had long collected various survival skills, and it was very easy for him to do these jobs, so he picked up the wooden ladder and leaned against the side wall without waiting for instructions.

The white-haired old man in the Taoist robe walked to the bamboo fence, bowed down and washed his hands by the stream that led into the courtyard: "What realm has the Taixuan Sutra cultivated to?"

"Huh?"

Su Hanshan was stunned by this sentence that had no previous rendering and no reason after.

After hesitating for a moment, he said respectfully: "Junior, I don't know very well. ”

Huang Mei's predecessors once probed her pulse.

Judging from the latter's reaction, Su Hanshan could vaguely guess something. It is believed that the supreme heart method of Buddhism that has been cultivated since childhood should be quite effective.

But to what kind of realm, the master never told him, and Huang Mei's predecessors played dumb riddles, and he had no way of knowing.

The Lord of the Heaven Replenishing Sect Sect, who looked like a fairy with a look and appearance, but his gestures were no different from those of mortals, wiped his hands: "It's time to change your words and call the teacher." ”

Su Hanshan has fantasized about apprenticeship many times.

Maybe after March, the day of enrollment in Sutang Daomen. Perhaps because of his status as a prince, Qin Tian will supervise the auspicious day of the zodiac, and then bow down to serve tea or make sacrifices to the heavens in front of the disciples of the Manshan Daomen.

Either way, there's a good etiquette for getting started. The second sentence of the first meeting with Lord Shenque directly omitted all the processes.

Calling out to the teacher, is it considered to be a beginner?

Isn't it a bit sloppy?

Su Hanshan was silent.

Lord Shenque, who seemed to be able to guess Su Hanshan's thoughts, turned around and said with a smile: "When you were just born fifteen years ago, if Your Majesty hadn't sent you to the Southern Dynasty for treatment, this teacher would have been called long ago when you learned to speak." I have been looking forward to your return to the north for fifteen years, and the idea of accepting apprentices has never been interrupted during this period, so why be hasty?"

Su Hanshan, who likes freedom and unrestrained, is not a stubborn person who abides by the eternal rules, since Lord Shenque has already recognized himself as a protégé, why not call the teacher: "Su Hanshan has seen the teacher." ”

Lord Shenque stroked his beard and walked to the stone table under the gourd vine and sat down, and stretched out his hand: "Let the teacher diagnose the pulse." ”

Su Hanshan rolled up his sleeves and handed his hand out.

After a few breaths, Lord Shenque removed his hand and did not hide the look of joy and surprise on his face: "It's not bad. ”

Su Hanshan, who was full of questions, couldn't help but ask, "What kind of realm does the apprentice's Taixuan Sutra have cultivated?"

Lord Shenque said: "In terms of true qi, the vast ocean in your body is by no means inferior to that kid Feng Qiwu. ”

Su Hanshan was so shocked that he couldn't do more, thinking to himself, could it be that I am already a cultivator in the realm of Enlightenment?

I only heard Lord Shenque continue: "Where can it be regarded as a virtual realm. Your current situation is like having thousands of family fortunes but not knowing how to dissipate them, if you learn one and a half moves, at most it can be regarded as the cultivation of the dual realm of martial arts. ”

Su Hanshan, who was in a slightly slower mood, said: "The apprentice has learned a set of Buddhist skills. ”

Lord Shenque was slightly surprised: "Can you fight with people?"

Su Hanshan looked puzzled: "No." ”

Lord Shenque said: "In the future, if you have nothing to do, go to the outer city more." It doesn't matter if the road is uneven, or if you have nothing to do, in short, a few more fights will not hurt your cultivation. ”

It is said that the fist does not leave the hand, and the curl does not leave the mouth.

How many of the martial arts cultivators in the rivers and lakes have cultivated themselves behind closed doors to become mortal immortals? Without a certain amount of actual combat experience, no matter how strong their cultivation is, it is only on paper.

Su Hanshan naturally understood this truth: "Write it down." ”

Lord Shenque got up and entered the house, and soon walked out again, holding a book in his hand: "This is a thousand characters." When you are tired from fighting, you practice calligraphy. Although he is a Taoist sect, he is also the prince of Su and Tang, and in the future, he will rule the country and the world, and he can't always emphasize martial arts and ignore literature, right?"