The time has passed, and for Zhang Pingyi, now he has completed his master's explanation and become a free body, and he can stay as he pleases, and there are more scenery waiting for him in the distance.

Soon the sky in the east began to turn up the fish belly white, the sleepless teenager did not have much sleepiness, so he walked out of the house, walked to the outside of the courtyard, greeted the morning glow, practiced ten Kaiquan, although the ten Kaiquan is divided into ten boxing, that is, ten kinds of boxing, each of which is different, no connection, but after all, it belongs to a kind of boxing, walking is fierce and incomparable, indomitable road, so when the boy punches, he must be fast and fast, so fast that the enemy can not catch up with your punch, fast to punch out, the spirit is easy.

So on the mountainside, there is a teenager, punching like the wind, faster and faster, the boy keeps changing the boxing fight, originally only seven fist intent lingering around the boy, but as the boy punches faster and faster, soon there are three different fist intent gradually emerging, from the first slender silk to thick as an arm, and then quickly familiar with the original seven, and then ten different fist intent around the boy, the young man's figure is constantly changing, pulling out the remnant of the Dao in the air.

Zhang Pingyi didn't notice this, the young man at this time had only one thought, that is, faster, faster, fast enough to catch up with the light spreading in the sky.

The originally small piece of fish belly white on the horizon has become bigger and bigger, and gradually it has occupied half of the sky, and the speed has not slowed down, and it continues to spread towards the west, and it will not stop if it does not occupy the whole sky.

By the time Zhang Pingyi woke up from that mysterious state, his face was already flushed, covered with sweat, and his muscles and muscles were in pain, which made the young man's body unstable, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, gasping for breath, and a wave of tiredness invaded. It turns out that the boy has just entered that state of selflessness, thus ignoring the endurance of his own body, ten Kai is no better than other boxing techniques, it is already fierce, and one will hurt himself if it is not very much, just now the boy has completed three times the usual practice of boxing in a very short period of time, and the body has long been unable to bear it. However, the light in the young man's eyes was a lot brighter, because just now there was a moment when the young man vaguely seemed to have touched a trace of fist, I don't know if it was an illusion, even if it was an illusion, it was enough for the young man to be happy for a while.

Zhang Pingyi was really tired, so he had to go back and rest, but as soon as he got up, a Taoist had already appeared on an independent stone cliff in the distance.

From a distance, it is obviously an ordinary Taoist priest who is not very inconspicuous, and he may not have the fairy wind Dao bone from the pseudo-Taoist priest who tells fortunes under the mountain, but it gives people the feeling that the majestic mountain is standing in front of him, even if there is no trace of momentum revealed, but the young man's breathing has slowed down from the original shortness.

The Taoist stepped out, but he didn't see any Dao light condensation, just a simple step, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived beside the young man.

"Uncle Shi!" Zhang Pingyi leaned over and saluted, but this time he did not use the etiquette of the rivers and lakes under the mountain, but the Taoist etiquette.

The Taoist priest turned out to be a young uncle, a Taoist from the distant mountains.

At this time, Zhang Pingyi's hair was stained with sweat because of the boxing practice just now, and it looked messy, and some of it even stuck to the side of the young man's face.

The Taoist glanced down at the young man, and with a slight lift of his hand, a brocade ribbon appeared on the young man's head out of thin air, tying up all his messy hair. made Zhang Pingyi suddenly seem a lot more energetic and mature.

In Zhang Pingyi's hometown, a man is 14 years old and should have his hair tied.

The first time you tie your hair, you can't do it yourself, and you should have your hair tied by the elders of the family. Zhang Ping has no father and no mother. There is only one Master. Now the Master is gone.

In this way, the uncle will be the bundle.

Finally, in the west, the bright white light smoothly occupied the last darkness, and the night officially withdrew from the whole world.

At this moment, the world is white!

Zhang Pingyi looked at this scene in the distance, felt the breath of the people around him, and suddenly felt that his eyes were a little astringent, which was the kind of astringent wild fruit that he ate when he was hungry in the mountains when he was a child.

This kind of astringency, the teenager likes it very much, really likes it!

The two men stood on the edge of the cliff, looking west. The direction that the young man looked at was the continent called Tibetan Lizhou in the west. And the place where the people of the distant mountains looked was a dilapidated Buddhist temple in a small town.

A gentle breeze blew beside the two of them, bringing a hint of spring.

It seems that spring is not far off.

Neither of them spoke, Zhang Pingyi's original tiredness was relieved a lot between the rapid and slow breathing just now, and now when the breeze blows, most of it is dispersed, except for the muscles and bones of the whole body are still sore, and it takes time to recuperate, but the spirit is much better.

After standing for about a cup of tea, just when Zhang Pingyi was about to open his mouth to break the silence, the Taoist had already spoken first, "Will you be a little disappointed?"

For this sudden sentence, if others were already confused, they would have looked puzzled.

But the boy thought for a moment and replied, "No!"

The Taoist lowered his head and looked at the young man for a while, and then asked, "Really?"

Zhang Ping scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and said embarrassedly, "Fake." ”

Hearing the young man's heartfelt answer, there was also a smile on the Taoist's originally expressionless face. This is the mentality of a 14-year-old. It's always as dull as an old man in the twilight, and it's not good, young people should be like young people.

Running towards the sun, swearing to the starry sky, closing your eyes to outline the future, and walking the world with your eyes open, this is young people!

"I heard from Master earlier that my life was picked up, so I don't have to think about any chances and fortunes, the more I try to grasp something, the more I can't ask for it. What should have been, even if it doesn't belong to me for the time being, will belong to me in the future. ”

The young man paused here when he said this, and then said, "I understand the truth, but when it comes to the real experience, I still can't help but feel a little lost." ”

A few years ago, the boy once stepped into the island in a place with excellent scenery, and bowed to a tall old willow just to get a willow branch. It's just that the young man is full of sincerity, but Lao Liu is swaying by himself, and there is no movement at all. Later, the young man begged for a willow branch on behalf of Bao Ling as Bao Ling's uncle, but the old willow tree, which had not moved, gave a main branch. In the meantime, the attitude is comparable to cloud mud. So the boy was not in a very good mood all the way back and even for a period of time after he came back.

Zhang Ping glanced back at the direction of his courtyard, there was no movement, and then turned his head and continued, but this time his expression was unusually serious, "So I thought about it for a long time, and asked myself over and over again, if Xiao Baoling didn't ask for Xuanbi, would he still ask for that willow branch, the answer is no." I asked myself what would happen if Little Baoling would have more opportunities in the future, much more than a willow branch. Then I thought about this scene many times, and the more I thought about it, the happier I became, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Bao Ling was such an innocent and lovely child, and that good things should belong to her, and there would be more good things that should belong to her. When the young man said this, he may have really seen Xiao Baoling's appearance, and his original serious expression also smiled a little.

So there was a young man who was in a mood for the better soon after returning from Toulongtan.

Feeling the change in the young man's mood, the Daoren of the distant mountains asked again, "Is it true this time?"

The boy didn't even think about it, "Yes!"

The people of Yuanshan Dao didn't stay long before leaving, and Zhang Ping dragged his sore body back to the hospital. Xiao Baoling, who stayed up late last night, hasn't woken up yet, and it seems that he won't wake up in a short time, so the young man thought about it, and went to the stove room to get some food that had been prepared long ago, and put it in Xiao Baoling's room.

Then Zhang Pingyi returned to his room, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

As everyone knows, on top of the boy's already tied up bun, I don't know when there is an extra green hairpin.

Lingyun Peak.

The Daoist from the Far Mountain who had just left from the boy was next to the Lingbao Dao Monarch Retreat Daoist Temple at this time. At this time, Lingbao Zhenjun had just broken through the realm, and the realm was not stable, and because of the turmoil in the heart of the blind Taoist, the Taoist almost broke through the realm and fell into the realm, and the Daoist from the far mountains did not go in to disturb, but just transmitted the voice in his heart, "I still choose to believe in Senior Brother." ”

After a long silence, an echo sounded in the distant mountain Dao Renxin Lake, "I also paid attention to that young man, I can't say how bad it is, it's just that with his current foundation, it is a little difficult to embark on the path of cultivation, so how far can he go." ”

"When it comes to cultivation, Senior Brother has gone farther than you and me, and there are some things that he has seen much farther than us. Under the starry sky, the senior brother has fallen into reincarnation several times, traveled all over the world, and has seen a lot of people or things, but now he only accepts such a disciple who is not a disciple, even if he ...... He really can't go to a high place, reason for his senior brother, and ask why? That is also his own choice......

When the Yuanshan Daoist said this, he paused, and then wanted to speak, but he was speechless.

Then the people of the distant mountain Dao turned around and left, but when they turned around, they seemed to mumble to themselves, "Little one, I like it a lot." ”