The setting sun faded the last traces of red in the sky, the clouds rolled up and the fog was thick, and a light rain fell in the mountains.

The father and son walked along the mountain path, with Lu Ye in front and Lu Bo following behind.

The price of the town's inn is not cheap, and the father and son often spend the night in an ancestral hall in the mountains.

The ancestral hall is dedicated to a loyal martyr of the previous dynasty, and the founding emperor of the Great Yue Kingdom felt his loyalty and ordered people to build an ancestral hall in his hometown. Because this martyr's surname is Yu, the ancestral hall is called "Yu Gong Ancestral Hall".

A hundred years have passed, and the Yu Gong Ancestral Hall is still there, but not many people still remember such a martyr of the previous dynasty. On weekdays, the incense is sparse, and it has fallen into disrepair and no one cares about it, so it has become the residence of Lu Bo's father and son.

"Hurry up?" Lu Bo asked his son when he saw that the rain was increasing.

"Hmm. Lu Ye quickened his pace, and the rain in early spring brought a chill of the material, hitting the young man's still immature face.

The mountain road goes around, the pines and cypresses on both sides rise and fall in the night wind, and the birds chirp on the home, which adds a bit of interest to the empty mountain forest.

"I didn't buy sugar gourds," Lu Ye walked with his head down, and suddenly said to his father, "So that my father can write fifty words less." ”

"That's right. It turned out that I was still reluctant. ”

"I didn't want to be reluctant, I just suddenly felt that I didn't want to buy it. When we find my mother, I ask my mother to buy me two strings of the biggest and most delicious sugar gourds. A string of hawthorn stuffing in the left hand and a string of plum stuffing in the right hand, back and forth. ”

Lu Bo lowered his head silently, the faint smile on his face faded, and Lu Ye stopped talking.

It was dark, and the mountains and rain covered the world. It seems that there is only a lone father and son trekking in the darkness.

In the silence, Lu Ye suddenly asked, "Dad, if you don't know the soul transfer technique, what should you do if you meet someone like Grandma Liu?"

"There are no ifs. Lu Bo's voice came slowly in the rain: "Life is like a rushing river, in which there will be many divergences, but there will never be a return." Since you have chosen this side of the scenery, why bother to speculate on the other side for no reason? In fact, every drink and peck in the world has a fate, and everyone you meet is not accidental, whether it is good or bad, they will become a step on the road of life, making you better or worse. Isn't it destined for me to meet Grandma Liu, or for Grandma Liu to meet me?"

Lu Ye frowned, kicked away a small stone on the mountain road, and said dissatisfiedly: "After talking for a long time, can't you be happy!"

"I have always believed that there is a law. There is morality above the law, and faith above morality. What is above faith? There is the starry sky above our heads. ”

"On a rainy day, you can't see the stars. ”

Lu Bo laughed and groaned: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you groan and walk slowly." Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine......"

"Papapa-" In the silence of the mountains and forests, there was a sudden burst of applause.

A thin cyan figure walked out of the Yu Gong Ancestral Hall, clenched his fists and said, "Brother Lu's literary style should make me white." ”

"Uncle Yu!" Lu Ye cheered and ran forward: "Uncle Yu, where have you been, you haven't come to play chess with my father for several days!"

The Tsing Yi scribe leaned over and picked him up, and smiled at Lu Bo: "Why don't you talk about two games tonight?"

Lu Bo asked, "Is there any good wine?"

The scribe in Tsing Yi said proudly: "Thirty years of Qingling wine, two altars." ”

Lu Bo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he laughed and said, "Come, you and I will rest as soon as we get drunk tonight!"

The three of them walked into the Yu Gong Ancestral Hall, the ancestral hall was twenty zhang in radius, and there was a Yu Gong color sculpture erected in the middle, but it was a pity that the whole body was mottled for a long time and the color could not be seen, and the dust was covered with cobwebs.

Two well-behaved children in Tsing Yi had already set up wine and food in the ancestral hall and waited with their hands hanging on the side.

Lu Bo sat cross-legged on the bamboo mat, opened the sealing mud of the wine jar in front of him, lowered his head and sniffed deeply into the jar, closed his eyes slightly and was silent, as if he was sweet in the aftertaste.

The Tsing Yi scribe sat down opposite Lu Bo and asked, "How?"

Lu Bo didn't answer, and slowly raised his body and said, "When is the moon in the blue sky?" I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle. ”

The scribe in Tsing Yi clapped his hands and laughed, he was a literary leader who was rich and rich, and his favorite thing in his life was poetry, books, chess, and wine. It just so happened that Lu Bo's attainments in these four things were all equal, so that the two fell in love with each other at first sight.

Lu Bo poured his wine and raised his glass and said: "I have been bothering Brother Yu for several days, and the younger brother has no respect for doing it first." ”

The two drank a cup of wine, and the scribe in Tsing Yi asked, "Xiao Yezi should have crossed the tribulation and advanced to the next level in the next two days, right?"

Lu Bo glanced at his son, shook his head and said, "Don't hide it from Brother Yu, when the dog was still in infancy, Neiko did not hesitate to consume the true yuan to pluck his hair and wash the marrow for him and be reborn." But now he is stagnant at the Peiyuan level, and he can't break through for a long time, and the younger brother is also puzzled. These days, he has been loved by Brother Yu, allowing him to concentrate on cultivation in the 'Qingtai Spiritual Realm', absorbing the qi of the Qingling Spirit every night to run Zhou Tian, and only then has there been some faint signs of breakthroughs. ”

The Tsing Yi scribe nodded, he was naturally clear about Lu Ye's condition. He was more than twelve years old, but he was unable to build a foundation for a long time, and in the eyes of cultivators, it could be said that his future was bleak and there was almost no possibility of attaining the Dao.

Lu Ye understands this, many children of famous families have broken through the Peiyuan, Foundation Building, and Sea Reclamation levels early when they are more than ten years old, and some of them with better qualifications can even be promoted to the realm of sealing mountains and opening mansions.

He felt uncomfortable and ashamed in his heart, and more of the young man's resentment and disobedience, quietly clenched a pair of fists in his sleeves and bowed his head silently.

The Tsing Yi scribe gently patted the back of Lu Ye's head with his hand and said with a smile: "What, if you are not convinced, you still want to accept your fate?"

Lu Ye shook his body to avoid the slap, and said in a low voice: "I didn't!"

The hand of the Tsing Yi scribe lightly fell on the top of Lu Ye's hair and said: "The eighteenth order of the Heavenly Dao, the dream of yellow sorghum in the world." Xiao Yezi, why can't you open the foundation building step for a long time, Uncle Yu is too shallow to speak. But there is one thing I will never be mistaken, I dare to guarantee my life with my net worth - your roots and bones have been tempered by Lingtang with the great magic power of changing your life against the sky, I don't know if this move is good or bad, but presumably she will not harm you. ”

Lu Bo was secretly surprised, his wife had mentioned this matter to him once, and specially told him not to tell anyone, not even Lu Ye could reveal half a point, otherwise he would provoke a big opponent to chase and kill.

The scribe in Tsing Yi is just a mountain god who has been enshrined, and when it comes to Dao cultivation, it should be between the seventh and eighth orders of the Heavenly Dao, and he can actually see through the secrets in Lu Ye's body, this eyesight is by no means ordinary.

Could it be that he has lost his eyes, or is he actually having another reason?

The scribe in Tsing Yi seemed to have guessed Lu Bo's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu doesn't need to be surprised, back then, I was enshrined as a mountain god, and I was favored by the Heavenly Monarch to give me the Heavenly Eye Vision, so I was able to recognize some mysteries, that's all." ”

"It turns out that Brother Yu is a disciple of Tianjun, please forgive the little brother's clumsiness. ”

There are only a handful of people in the heavens and the earth who can be called heavenly monarchs, and all of them are the leaders of the heavenly way who have the great power to change the heavens and the earth. The fact that the scribes in Tsing Yi can be included by the Heavenly Monarch and given supernatural powers is really not to be underestimated.

The scribe in Tsing Yi hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, Yu is just fortunate to be guided by the Heavenly Monarch, and he is not even a registered disciple, how dare he call himself a disciple of the Heavenly Monarch?"

Lu Bo arched his hand and said: "I hope that Brother Yu will keep the matter of the dog secret." ”

"This is natural, please rest assured, Brother Lu. Although Yu is lonely and unheard, it seems that he can talk nonsense everywhere if he is a big taboo of stealing the heavenly machine immortal fate like changing his life against the sky? Besides, if I didn't know that the roots and bones of the little leaves were different, no matter how generous I was, I would not have lent the Qingtai Spirit Realm to him to cultivate for many days. ”

Lu Bo thanked again: "Brother Yu is very kind, our father and son are heartfelt. ”

He is also a person who cultivates immortals and cultivates the Tao, of course he knows that this Qingtai Spiritual Realm is the externalization of the purple mansion cultivated by the scribes in Tsing Yi, on the one hand, although the traffic heaven and earth are extremely mysterious, on the other hand, it is also the life gate of the cultivator, so he does not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

The scribe in Tsing Yi raised his glass and said, "I have formed a good relationship with Brother Lu's father and son, that's all, there is no need to mind." ”

Lu Ye couldn't help but say, "Dad, my root bones...... What's wrong?"

Lu Bo shook his head and said, "I don't understand either. In short, your mother must have a reason for doing this. ”

Lu Ye asked: "Then I haven't been able to cross the tribulation and be promoted, does it have something to do with the root bones?"

The Tsing Yi scribe replied, "In my opinion, it is relevant to say that it is related, and it is not relevant to say that it is not related. ”

"Uncle Yu, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing?"

"Your Uncle Yu is not playing dumb riddles, but this matter is extremely mysterious, and it is difficult to explain it in a few words. At present, you have been unable to break through for several years of penance, and it is not directly related to your mother's refining of your roots. But what the future holds, no one can say. ”

Seeing that Lu Ye had broken the casserole and asked the end, the scribe in Tsing Yi smiled and waved his hand: "Xiao Yezi, it's better to get up and do it than to sit and talk about it." It's not early, I'll send you into the Qingtai Spiritual Realm. ”

With a flick of his sleeves, the ancestral hall suddenly lit up with a clear spiritual light, as soft and rippling as the crystal clear pool water. A gap suddenly parted between the light and shadow, and before Lu Ye could open his mouth to speak, he was involuntarily swept in.

In the blink of an eye, the aura in the sky faded and dissipated, and Lu Ye seemed to disappear out of thin air.

The scribe in Tsing Yi sent Lu Ye away, sighed and said: "This kid has a bad fate, I will help him break through with the Qingtai Spiritual Realm, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." It's a pity that Yu Moudao is not as good as Mrs. Zun, and the salary that can be done is really limited. ”

Lu Bo said sincerely: "If there is no Brother Yu, Xiao Yezi may not be able to build a foundation within ten years, and what the future will do depends on his creation." ”

The scribe in Tsing Yi said regretfully: "What a child, why is this so?"

There was a tingle in Lu Bo's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and he drank silently and only took a sip.

The scribe in Tsing Yi understood that Lu Bo had something unspeakable, and if he asked the bottom line, he would be embarrassed.

"Come, play chess!" he was also a free and easy person, and patted his palms to beckon the little boy to take out the chessboard and set up a position.

Lu Bo drank all the wine in the cup, leaned over and grabbed a chess piece and said with a smile: "Victory is happy, defeat is also gratifying." Youzai wander, talk about Fuer'er. ”

The two pushed away the cups and talked between black and white.