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After another three or four days' journey to the south, Zhang Mingjun's master and apprentice plus the caravan of Jianyu Pavilion arrived at Fangshan Town. Further south of Fangshan Town is Dunhuang. The old Taoist priest took Mu Sanqian not to Wudang but went all the way north, and followed the people of Jianyu Pavilion on the way, and the last stop before returning to Wudang was to go to Dunhuang.

I don't know if it's because the old Taoist priest met Long Shu's challenge before, in short, the people in Jianyu Pavilion now look at the old Taoist priest differently, so Zhang Mingjun told Old Man Wei that he still has apprentices who are going to Dunhuang next, and when he said goodbye to them, Chu Xiaonian and Wei Ling'er were obviously a little reluctant.

The old Taoist priest has a casual and approachable personality but has a body of skills and knowledge, although Mu Sanqian is small but born with a delicate mind, it is also very lovely.

However, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, even if the two of them are still on the same road with the caravan of Sword Rain Pavilion, the old Taoist priest Zhang Mingjun is embarrassed to continue to disturb.

"The old man ignores mundane things on the mountain of Jianyu Pavilion and concentrates on martial arts, thinking that he is still sloppy on the way to martial arts, and few people on the mountain can tell the old man a few truths. I got along with the Taoist all the way and realized that I was just a frog at the bottom of a well, and I was really a little complacent about staying in the mountains all these years. ”

Fangshan Town is still the boundary of Northern Xinjiang, but it is divided into the red and purple Southern Courtyard King in front of the Northern Xinjiang Emperor in recent years, and the entire Hexi Corridor and thirty towns in one state are under the control of this Southern Courtyard King. Northern Xinjiang was able to extend its tentacles to the border of the Central Plains, almost all of which can be said to be the credit of the king of the Southern Courtyard, one city and one town, the cavalry of Northern Xinjiang was able to occupy and defend it, and like Qiyuan, it was all thanks to the king of the Southern Courtyard who had only heard of it in legends.

"There are people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, and the world is at a loss under the sky, and there are mostly places where ordinary people like you and me are beyond the ability of ordinary people. From this point of view, there is no need to be too entangled in the realm of high and low martial arts, my Taoist ancestor has long had a natural way of speaking, perhaps that means that people live for a lifetime but do their best, as long as they do not violate their original intentions, they probably will not live in vain. ”

The old Taoist priest Zhang Mingjun cultivates the natural way of heaven, and his state of mind has long become like the sea in the east, and no matter how much rain and storm he falls into, it is difficult to stir up waves.

"The old man was taught, I thought that the truth of the world was rewarded by heaven, but in the end it was the tip of the horns, and it was really refreshing to be able to listen to the words of the Taoist at the time of parting. ”

Old man Wei is not a verbose person, since it is time to separate, then cherish each other and move forward, if they can meet in the rivers and lakes in the future, they will have fun drinking together.

However, Wei Ling'er and Chu Xiaonian, the senior brothers, got along with Mu Sanqian along the way and had some feelings, and knew that separation was inevitable, so they all took out their little private money to buy Mu Sanqian new clothes, gadgets, and food along the way.

"Brother Chu, you complained before that you can only practice on the mountain, although you are full of food, but the few taels of silver you give every month are really pitiful, and you haven't saved much over the years, so don't break the bank to buy me things, it's better to keep it and marry a daughter-in-law in the future. ”

Mu Sanqian took the clothes handed over by Chu Xiaonian and looked at Chu Xiaonian seriously, everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard Mu Sanqian speak.

"What's the matter, brother, my Yushu is in the wind and is very high, ordinary people really don't look down on it, marrying a daughter-in-law is important, but I'm not in a hurry about these few taels of silver, I think your master is very powerful, and it's not like ordinary people, when you follow the master and become a well-known chivalrous man on the rivers and lakes, you can give me back more." ”

"Phew, these three thousand have not even left Fangshan Town and started to think about what will happen in the future, why are you embarrassed to let three thousand call you brother?"

Wei Ling'er is still sharp, and a few words can make Chu Xiaonian disgraced, but in the end, it is a girl's family, and she is embarrassed to say anything in her heart, so she just doesn't turn her head and reddens her eyes. The others had long been accustomed to the noisy two everywhere, and found this relaxed atmosphere very comfortable.

Sending the army for thousands of miles must be goodbye in the end, the old Taoist priest and the little apprentice who have been getting along for more than half a month are separated from the people of the Sword Rain Pavilion, the old man Wei took the young generation who were physically exhausted and mentally good to continue to go south back to Liangzhou, and Zhang Mingjun took the little apprentice or rode the two thin horses to the direction of Dunhuang.

Most children are extremely intelligent and have difficulty in steady, and although they can grasp things quickly, they may be tired and difficult to persevere. Therefore, the best person in every industry may not be the smartest person, but it must be the one who is the most patient to do one thing to the extreme.

The old Taoist priest and his apprentice Mu Sanqian rode a thin horse on the road, Zhang Mingjun felt more and more that this apprentice was really valuable, since he learned to breathe and breathe Mu Sanqian, he almost didn't stop for a moment, and he almost used all the time he spent eating and sleeping to practice. At first, Zhang Mingjun suspected that Mu Sanqian was born with Huigen, so after learning the rough and shallow introductory kung fu of breathing and breathing, he became more and more proficient, and his body would unconsciously swallow and breathe out the heaven and earth qi machine operation, so Mu Sanqian woke up in a daze along the way and slept less and more, but Zhang Mingjun had to take care of it carefully.

But soon Zhang Mingjun found that the apprentice's selfless state was completely the result of his own deliberateness, and the old Taoist priest couldn't help but be faintly worried. Unlike most mountain sects in the world, Wudang has followed the natural path of heaven since the day he fought the ancestor and cultivated the avenue, and he paid the most attention to his state of mind. And if you deliberately do it, you must have an obsession in your heart, so that the improvement of your state of mind will be detrimental to you. Even if this little apprentice of his own is born with Huigen, it can only be detrimental and useless, after all, the state of mind is not born with this thing.

But how to explain these things to the apprentice made the old Taoist priest difficult. Thinking about Mu Sanqian, although he was born in a noble family, he was not inferior to the royal family of Qiyuan at all, but after all, Di Sha was not as good as the Central Plains Dynasty like a fierce tiger and a dragon, Li Xian had the intention to destroy the Buddha in order to weaken the influence of the secular sect, although Di Sha was only the beginning, but the suffering of this family really fell on the little apprentice who was only ten years old. Thinking of this, Zhang Mingjun felt that the little apprentice was really pitiful, and he couldn't bear to mention those sad things to Mu Sanqian.

Under the dilemma, the old Taoist priest was really melancholy.

"Master, you have been sad since we left Fangshan Town, it is even more ugly than eating bitter melon, it will not be because you are sad and sad with the caravan of Sword Rain Pavilion, think about it, Wei Ling'er is good-looking, not to mention that I am quite reluctant to part with her. ”

That night, the two had already arrived outside Dunhuang City.

Dunhuang since the pre-Qin is the throat of the east-west trade route connecting the Central Plains to the Western Regions, the caravan trade was prosperous in the past, Dunhuang is not only the intersection of the east and the west, but also the integration of all cultures, in the era of prosperous trade, it is naturally prosperous for a while. After the gradual decline of the trade route, Dunhuang only from prosperity to decline, now mention Dunhuang can not help but sigh, that once the lights were bright all night, the caravan came and went for trade, the building was magnificent, there was a strong commercial civilization of the city, there are only pieces of rubble left no one cares about the Buddha caves and endless regrets.

The old Taoist priest lit a bonfire, roasted air-dried mutton for his apprentice Mu Sanqian, and ate some cakes with water.

Mu Sanqian wrapped in a thick sheepskin fur, only poked out a small head to chew mutton, from Fangshan Town all the way to the edge of Dunhuang City, although from time to time because of the practice of breathing and breathing involuntarily into the state of complete self-forgetfulness, but still when eating and sleeping, I would catch a glimpse of the Taoist master has been frowning, as if I drank a mouthful of bitter decoction when I was sick.

"Hugh wants to talk nonsense, how can he think of a girl who is enough to be his granddaughter at such an age. ”

Zhang Mingjun couldn't help but feel funny and annoyed when he was teased by his little apprentice, so he picked up the small clod of soil on the ground and threw it at Mu Sanqian's head. Mu Sanqian didn't dodge the clods of dirt that were floating towards him, and after letting the clods of dirt fall on his head and shatter into slag, he touched his head with his hand and smirked.

The old Taoist priest looked at the apprentice pretending to be cute, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Knowing that you are a natural Huigen, maybe I don't tell you a lot of things, but you also understand. At first, the old monk Wenkong wanted me to accept you as an apprentice and bring you back to Wudang, although you are born with a wise root, and no one hates to snatch back the good seedlings of being an apprentice, but I am depressed. Ten thousand years of ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, and the inheritance of Wudang Mountain for thousands of years are probably not worth the word human life. The temples and rivers and lakes were originally two worlds, even if they were involved with each other, they never had an interactive foundation, but who let Qiyuan have an emperor named Li Xian, Qiyuan was supposed to be on the fortune of heaven, and it was the mandate of heaven to sweep Liuhe in one go, and the fortune accumulated by the emperors of Qiyuan was estimated to be occupied by Li Xian, he wanted to take advantage of the situation to disturb the rivers and lakes and temples, and then let Qiyuan go up to the top and even drive the iron to ride north and south together, as far as it seems that it is difficult for anyone to stop, at least Xishu is not good. Fortunately, there are no absolutes in the world, and it is not impossible to say that there are variables. ”

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest Zhang Mingjun glanced at Mu Sanqian quite meaningfully, but he didn't want Mu Sanqian to tilt his head and didn't know whether he was asleep or unconsciously settled.

"I'm a stupid apprentice. ”

Zhang Mingjun helped Mu Sanqian cover the sheepskin fur, and the shadow of Dunhuang not far away was wrong, and the wind and sand were howling.