It is a beautiful place, with clear streams, the fragrance of peach forests, beautiful meadows, and endless scriptures.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the legendary Netherworld.

Zhou Cheng didn't know when he woke up, and he didn't know how to get out of this peach forest. I only know that every day I am forced by an old man with great powers to get up before dawn to practice qi and sword, but during the day I have to study ancient scriptures that I don't know where they come from or what they are for, and even at night, I have to practice meditation.

Zhou Cheng wants to go home, his father and his sister. If I haven't come home for so long, my family doesn't know what it will be like to be sad! So from the beginning, Zhou Chengcheng tried to escape again and again, and then failed again and again, fell into the pit again and again, and finally had to accept his fate.

"Virtue does nothing, and does not seek it. Under virtue for it, its use is endless. The upper closed is said to be yes, and the lower closed is said to be none. Those who do not have it will be offered, and there will be gods and virtues. This two-hole acupoint method, the gold and gas are also compatible. Knowing the white and keeping the black, the gods come from themselves, the white ones are golden, and the black ones are water-based. The water is the pivot, go to the number of one. At the beginning of yin and yang, the yellow buds are included. The master of hardware, the northern river car. Therefore, the lead is black on the outside, Jinhua on the inside, brown and jade, and a madman on the outside. Gold is a jellyfish, a mother and a hidden child. . . In the grass hut in the early morning, the white-bearded old man held a ring ruler and stared at the poor Zhou Cheng.

Yes, we are eyeing it.

The old man's temper is not very good, as if he doesn't have to do anything every day, he stares at Zhou Chenggong's class every day, and he is very unobtrusive and discerning, from morning to night, as long as Zhou Cheng is wrong, the long peach wood ring ruler makes Zhou Cheng immediately unforgettable.

Time is a knife to kill pigs, and it is also the best medicine to kill the time.

As the days passed, Zhou Cheng's two pig hooves were swollen and disappeared, and disappeared and swollen. In the end, Zhou Cheng was already very used to all this. And I think that the old man is rough and likes to beat people, everything else is fine. And the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Even the air is exceptionally fresh.

It's just that Zhou Cheng never knew what he was doing with so many ancient texts, if it weren't for the fact that this era had not yet risen through this fashionable movement, Zhou CD) would have thought that he had returned to ancient times.

There are antique flavors, ancient trees, ancient houses, and ancient books, well! Zhou Cheng secretly glanced at the old man on the side, the ancients.

The days in the mountains are quiet and lonely, tranquil and elegant. It's as if nothing is a firework in the world.

Well, it's really not a fireworks in the world.

Zhou Cheng didn't know why he didn't need to eat, but he had to bask in the moonlight at night, and in the morning he had to carry a sword to meet the first ray of sunshine, and then practice swords, read, and know that he would come back again when it was dark.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the years do not know the year. Unconsciously, Zhou Cheng has grown into a teenager.

People will change with the change of the environment, and when you are powerless to change the environment, the only one who can change is yourself. Especially under the old man's violent temper and the deterrence of force that is so powerful that it is not human, no matter how careful Zhou Cheng is, no matter how much bad things he has, he can only hide it carefully.

Zhou Cheng didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know what happened to his parents. No matter how strong the sadness is, it will be slowly consumed by time, but the thought of homesickness will slowly brew with time, although it will not be remembered for a long time, but it will only be stronger when I think about it again one day.

Zhou Cheng has a lot to learn here, and the mountain doctors are indispensable. When Zhou Cheng saw the old man for the first time, the old man told Zhou Cheng. He has horizontal stripes on his nose, and his parents are born with shallow relationships, and he is destined to see each other rather than not see each other. Ten years later, Zhou Cheng is no longer yesterday's Zhou Cheng, every time the stream shines, how can he not see his face?

But if you can cut it off because you know, how can there be so many turmoil in the world?

The moonlight was like water, and Zhou Chengpan sat on the mountain peak. A bright moon on the head, and a fragrant breeze under the feet. Zhou Cheng closed his eyes and settled for a long time, but found that he couldn't calm down at all. I don't know why, Zhou Cheng has been upset and irritable lately, and he can't even perform the most basic meditation.

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes over and over again to pranayama, and opened his eyes over and over again. In the end, he was no longer willing to meditate, but stood on a small platform at the top of the mountain and circled in a circle.

Joy and sorrow are all on fire, and prosperity and withering are eye dust.

Just when Zhou Cheng was circling around the top of the mountain and was upset, in the grass hut at the foot of the mountain, an old man with crane hair and a childish face and a fairy wind slowly opened his eyes on his futon.

Everything on the top of the mountain, the old man can't hide it from the old man without leaving the house. If he was going to change his weekdays, the old man had already angrily raised the ring ruler to let Zhou Cheng know the dignity of the teacher. But this time, the old man stood up with an unusually calm face, swept the dust, and slowly walked out of the grass house with his fingers pinched.

"Since you can't sit down, don't force it. The heart is on fire, and the mourning is inevitable. It's a big deal!" The old man suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain for some reason, and said slowly to Zhou Cheng.

"Teacher, I don't know why, I've been feeling restless lately. I can't suppress it if I want to!" Zhou Cheng was already surprised by the old man's ghostly appearance. Seeing that the old man didn't mean to get angry, he hurriedly explained.

"If you can't hold it down, don't press it. If the mind is disturbed, the heart and kidneys will not communicate. It is not necessary to force it. Looks like you're already on the pass!" explained the old man slowly.

"Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the road to cultivation is naturally not smooth sailing. If people have thoughts, they must have distracting thoughts, and if distracting thoughts are born, their hearts will be demonic. Boy, you are now standing on the threshold of the foundation of the Xuanmen, one step forward is the path of immortals, and one step back is the ordinary. No wonder you're restless!" The old man shook off the dust, beckoned Zhou Cheng to sit in front of him, and explained Zhou Cheng in detail in a rare and kind way.

"Whoever is like my way, I will cut off all the desires of dust, and it is the right way to be less involved in the right and wrong of the world. It's a pity that people are not born to raise, they have their own parents and relatives, and when the dust is involved, how can they not hook up their thoughts, so that every time they are in trouble, the demons in their hearts will rise. The pressure is irrepressible. Why don't you go out of the mountain and meet your parents and relatives, when do you feel that there are no more distractions in your heart, and then go back to the mountain!" After the old man finished speaking, Zhou Cheng didn't have time to be overjoyed, so he was knocked on the head by the old man with a prescient brush.

"Not only into the red dust, but less cause and effect. Don't hurt anyone. Just look at it secretly, don't recognize each other. If you recognize your parents, you are actually harming them. Do you understand?" the old man didn't know Zhou Cheng's careful thoughts, and immediately warned with a straight face.

"In fact, as early as the day when the old Tao took you back to the mountain, your fate with your family was over. Now you are nothing but a dead man. Why should you show up in the world early to provoke the rights and wrongs of the red dust? The cause and effect bear that thing, but if you get it, you can't get rid of it! Sooner or later, your cultivation path will be ruined, and the immortal road is difficult and dangerous to consider, and the red dust is full of nostalgia, and everything is careful when you go out of the mountain on this trip,!" the old man suddenly sighed as if he knew something, but it was inconvenient to say it.

"Follow the teacher's instructions," Zhou Cheng replied with a face. In fact, how could the old man not know that he was purely perfunctory?

It's just that the things of the world can not be determined by themselves, and each person has his own fate. What about the old man?

The old man looked at Zhou Cheng a little distracted, and he was completely excited to go home, and he didn't know if the little guy listened to it. But the words have come to this, everything can only depend on the will of heaven and Zhou Cheng's own choice. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is no longer beyond his control. He could only shake his head, sighed secretly, shook off the dust, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.