Xu Beiyou's master and apprentice did not enter Anyuan City, which was heavily guarded, but bypassed this important town of Xiliang and went straight to Xiulong Grassland. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiliangzhou and Xiulong grassland are bounded by the Wujia River, a tributary of the Qinghe River, and the water vapor is pervasive, and you can feel the faint humidity from afar.

The three of them traveled along the northeast of the Uga River, and every time they stopped and rested, they also lived near the water, and after walking for about a day, they finally found a ferry, and there were sheepskin rafts to send guests across the river.

The raft was supported by an old man, his face was full of wrinkles, his hands were without any flesh, his dark skin was bulging, and he was carrying a child by his side, who was also dressed shabby, and it seemed that he should be a grandfather and grandson.

Seeing the three of them, the old man greeted the business familiarly, "Do you want to cross the river?" If you are willing to wait for the people to be full and then start the boat, it will cost two cents per person, if you cross the river now, you will have a boat of ten cents." ”

Xu Beiyou counted out the ten eldest sons from the money bag and handed them to the old man, "Don't wait, cross the river now." ”

The old man took the money, a smile appeared on his old face, and turned to untie the raft.

The three of them got on the sheepskin raft, the child sat at the bow with his back to the river, Zhiyun was arranged to sit in the middle, Xu Beiyou and Gongsun Zhongmou sat on both sides, and the old man stood at the stern of the boat to support the boat.

After leaving Dunhuang, Zhiyun no longer wore the big cloak, revealing his original face, and sat opposite the child at this time, the child looked at this fairy-like sister, and couldn't help but blush his swarthy little face.

Zhiyun saw that it was funny, so he went to tease him, "What's your name?"

The child glanced at Zhiyun, quickly lowered his head, and said, "My name is Shuisheng, because my mother gave birth to me on the boat, so I am called Shuisheng." ”

Zhiyun reached out and touched the little head of the aquatic life.

Shui Sheng's little face turned even redder, and he plucked up his courage and said, "Sister is so good-looking." ”

Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Xu Beiyou, who was sitting next to him, and said softly: "You are still the first to say that I am good-looking." ”

The little aquatic face was about to turn into a monkey's ass, hot, and his speech was upside down, "How could it be...... My sister is so good-looking, there must be many people...... It's like...... It's like ......"

Zhiyun smiled slightly, but halfway through the laugh, he suddenly became a little melancholy.

The road is long, there is an end, and when we reach the end, where should we go?

Seeing that Zhiyun was silent, Shui Sheng thought that he had said the wrong thing, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

The sheepskin raft soon reached the opposite side of the riverbank, and the three of them got off the boat, and Zhiyun touched the little head of the water before leaving, which made the little guy who didn't know what the word was red again.

Zhiyun glanced at the man beside him unintentionally, and found that Xu Beiyou seemed to be outside the divine object, completely ignoring it, and a faint gloom flashed on his face.

Gongsun Zhongmou shook his head at this scene, but did not speak, probably because he felt that his apprentice was really hard to carve in this regard, and he didn't want to waste that strength anymore.

That's it, let it be.

Xu Beiyou is indeed outside the divine game, and now he is cultivating the majestic Sword Thirteen, in all fairness, if there is no Gongsun Zhongmou's guidance, Xu Beiyou may not be able to grasp the essence of it after practicing hard for a few years.

No matter how good the root and bone conduct, no matter how powerful the cultivation method, there is no one who can answer questions and solve doubts. At this point, even the Confucian sage, who is known as "Heaven does not give birth to Zhongni, and eternity is like a long night", when he was young, he inevitably asked Daozu to ask him.

If there is no master to guide the way, most of the martial artists in the worldly rivers and lakes can only stop at the second-grade realm, and only by climbing to the first-grade realm can they be regarded as entering the house, and they have reached the bottleneck realm of "fading away the acquired turbidity almost innate", so it is expected that the realm of five immortals after the realm of one product.

In the view of many orthodox people in the Daomen, the realm of ghosts and immortals is only a person who cultivates, and the immortals are just cultivators, only the realm of earth immortals can be regarded as truly entering the threshold of immortals, and the eighteenth floor of the earth immortals is like a ladder to the sky, and after reaching the top, it is to complete the road of immortality, but it has not completed the road to the sky, and if you want to ascend to the sky, you have to climb the nine heavens in turn, so that you can see the boundless mystery above the nine heavens, and achieve the supreme immortal immortal who has achieved the immortal, immortal, immortal, and immortal palm creation.

The so-called Supreme Dao Ancestor, the so-called Immeasurable Longevity Buddha, and the so-called extraterritorial Heavenly Demons are all the same.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the way of cultivation is like doing business with God, the ghost fairy is just a merchant who walks the streets and alleys with a burden, and the human immortal is just a vendor with a fixed stall, and the earth immortal can be regarded as having a serious storefront, and the size of the store varies according to the level of cultivation, but in the final analysis, these three must look at the face of the heavenly dao, and only when they become immortals, like a rich businessman, can they barely have the capital to bargain.

As for the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it is already a giant who is rich and rivals the country, and the Dao Tong and the disciples and grandchildren left behind are like the horse fleet in the south and north under his command, even if they sit behind closed doors at home, there are thousands of gold rolling in, and they can almost be on an equal footing with the Heavenly Dao.

Xu Beiyou carefully calculated the belongings he had accumulated now in his heart.

The so-called belongings are, of course, not things outside the body such as money, but things that can be really grasped in your hands, remembered in your heart, and can be turned into your own use.

The Dragon and Tiger Dan Dao, which has been modified by the master, has just entered the door, and it is still some distance from entering the hall.

Sword thirty-six, the first twelve swords have been memorized, stop at sword thirteen.

A Tianlan, absorbing the sword qi and divine intent, the realm pass has been faintly loosened, and the second-grade realm is just around the corner.

Many of the classics in the backpack have been read in a hurry, "Xiliangzhou Chronicles", "Nanhua Jing", "Wubei Jiyao", "Shujing Straightforward Interpretation" and "Emperor Jian Illustrated Narrative", and now I am reading "Taiping Huanyu Ji", "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" and "Shaking the Dragon Sutra".

In addition, I went to Longnan and the small half of Xiliang, and I saw countless customs and customs.

Learning things is a pleasure and a hard thing, but Xu Beiyou didn't feel that he had suffered much, he only felt that he had enjoyed a lot of blessings.

Compared with those who want to climb up but can't find the way, Xu Beiyou feels that he is already very lucky.

Reading 10,000 books is a good thing, but it is not as good as traveling 10,000 miles, and if you can have someone to read and walk together, it is a good thing among good things. Xu Beiyou is in such a state of mind now, if he is allowed to travel thousands of miles alone, he may not be able to persevere, but with the two companions of Master and Zhiyun, it will become much easier.

Most of the time he was in a hurry was used by the master to teach him how to carry the sword qi in his body and how to balance the dragon and tiger. In all fairness, this is a great opportunity, no matter which sect it is, unless it is a biological son, there are very few masters who will do it to the point of teaching by word and deed, especially a great master like Gongsun Zhongmou, the general disciple is to convene the disciple to give lectures, as for whether he understands or not, it all depends on the apprentice's understanding, it will be natural, it will not be, where will it be like Gongsun Zhongmou, everything is detailed, and all questions must be answered, so this is a great opportunity for Xu Beiyou.

The second is the cultivation method, whether it is the Dragon and Tiger Dan Dao, or the sword thirty-six, it is also a first-class supreme secret in the Daomen, how many people ask for it, and now it is all given to Xu Beiyou by Gongsun Zhongmou, which is also a big opportunity.

When he rests and relaxes, Xu Beiyou will read the classics in his bag, and whenever he reads the emperor's illustrations, Zhiyun will also come over to look at the exquisite illustrations inside, which reminds him of the allusion of the red sleeves and reading at night, although it is not at night, there are no three things about the furnace bottle, and the little Daogu next to him does not seem to be fully developed, but in any case, this largely satisfies Xu Beiyou's charming fantasy of scholars and beauties.

It wasn't until a long time later that Xu Beiyou really became a master, and he still can't forget this scene.

Under his feet is an endless grassland, with half-human-high grass and yellow sheep hiding in it, behind him is a shadowy foothill, there are ancient cities full of vicissitudes and soldiers in armor, a young swordsman who wants to become a master, a master with books in his backpack and a sword box, full of white hair, and the little Taoist aunt who always shouts tired, wrinkled her little face, but she smiled so movingly.