"Xiao Lei, how much do you know about Wen Dao?" On the mountain in the north of Shanshui City, Zi Baifeng and Yan Xiaolei sat on a mountain rock casually, and they did not have much of the seriousness of master and apprentice learning, but they communicated with each other on an equal footing.

For Yan Xiaolei, Zi Baifeng has always been treated as a younger brother, a disciple, a disciple, a disciple, and a son, and that sense of responsibility and closeness is different from the ordinary master-apprentice relationship.

And as the so-called master led the door to practice in person, although Zi Baifeng never taught Yan Xiaolei about Wendao, he taught Yan Xiaolei his own learning methods, and he believed that Yan Xiaolei would not know anything about Wendao.

"Wendao is the way of articles, the way of humanity, the way of truth, the way of faith......" Sure enough, Xiao Lei did not disappoint Zi Baifeng at all, and talked a lot, and after it was over, he also looked at Zi Baifeng: "Sir, am I right?"

Zi Baifeng smiled and touched Yan Xiaolei's head, and said: "The perception of the Tao, it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong, only the difference in direction, Xiaolei, you have summarized it very well." Xiao Lei, what is your favorite poem?"

"I know the way, I know the way!" The small stone rushed out of the back mountain, surrounded by a group of large and small sword demons, a tiger pounced, pounced in front of Zi Baifeng, and said: "It's the one you made, brother, I'm Qingdu Shanshuilang......"

"No!" Yan Xiaolei blushed.

"Really, isn't it?" said Little Rock smirked. He used to like to bully Yan Xiaolei, but now he still likes to bully him, Yan Xiaolei has a special identity now, in fact, he is a friend of Xiaoshi, in fact, he still enjoys Xiaoshi's bullying.

"Yes......" Yan Xiaolei blushed and lowered his head.

"Brother, Xiao Lei can worship you, if you have any new poems, he will recite them all day long......"

Zi Baifeng is a little embarrassed, where are these poems his? In fact, he is conceited that he is only able to learn, even if it is his own poetry, it will not be bad, but what are the poets, immortals, poets, saints, and ink writers **** in front, and they have reached the peak, it is too difficult to surpass, and it will be a waste to get an axe again, and he can put his mental strength in other aspects.

"Then, Xiao Lei, do you have any poems that you like very much?" Zi Baifeng asked.

Yan Xiaolei blushed and read a song, Zi Baifeng listened to it, and felt that the traces of imitation were still very heavy, Yan Xiaolei was still young after all, and he had not yet formed a perfect view of the world, but the insights and thoughts in it were already amazing.

Zi Baifeng realized that if he didn't have the identity of a traverser, he was afraid that his talent would not be comparable to Yan Xiaolei.

Zi Baifeng and Yan Xiaolei discussed the article, and gradually talked about their own feelings, about the relationship between literature and Taoism.

Zi Baifeng will not teach Yan Xiaolei the tricks he has realized simply and rudely, he will guide Yan Xiaolei to find his own way.

"I don't know how long I can walk this way, but I think I can give you Xiao Lei. Zi Baifeng touched Yan Xiaolei's head and said, "Go ahead, go back and understand." ”

Yan Xiaolei stood up and respectfully said goodbye.

Xiaoshi also got up from Zi Baifeng's lap with a snort, Zi Baifeng thought he was asleep, who would have thought that he hadn't slept all along.

"Xiao Lei, Xiao Lei, wait for me, little tuozi!" the two chased after each other and went fighting.

Zi Baifeng turned his head and found that a group of sword demons around him shook their heads one by one in the shape of a master, and couldn't help but be angry and funny, and drove away: "Go, go and play!"

I patted my ass and went down the mountain.

After Zi Baifeng left, those sword demons who shook their heads splashed one by one.

Zi Baifeng didn't expect that under the blessing of the power of the demon cultivation technique, Zi Baifeng had the power to pass on the Tao in every word, but what Zi Baifeng did before was actually not preaching, but telling stories.

Today is the first time he has preached in the true sense of the word.

And these sword demons, who had just been born not long ago, were the beneficiaries of his first sermon.

......

When he went down the mountain, Zi Baifeng saw Yan Lao Wu in Shanshui City.

"Hey, old man!" Zi Baifeng said hello, but people ignored him.

The old man rushed all the way in a rage, chasing the three little guys in front of him, but the three little guys were running all the way, smiling and laughing, and rushed into the "hustle and bustle of the sword forest".

Yan Lao Wu stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes of the last person, the little guy struggled hard, and his buttocks were suddenly pulled off a piece of clothing, and he turned into a few feathers in the blink of an eye, but he didn't look back, and rushed into the sword forest without hesitation.

Yan Lao Wu stood outside the gatehouse of Jijian Forest, and said angrily: "You white-eyed wolves who can't be raised, bad children who don't know anything, grandpa, I don't like you anymore!"

"Why did these three little guys mess with you again?" Zi Baifeng felt that it must be the three little guys who caused trouble, and Yan Lao Wu wanted to teach them a lesson, but they escaped.

Yan Lao Wu passed by Zi Baifeng, but he still ignored Zi Baifeng, and ran away with a puff.

Zi Baifeng touched his nose, feeling very helpless, alas, this old man is becoming more and more unwilling to see himself.

Needless to say, the three little guys ran back to find Red Feather to support him through Jijianlin, although Hongyu couldn't come here, Jijianlin was also in the range of his power, and occasionally Zi Baifeng would see that he stuck out his head from the hustle and bustle of Jijianlin and came here to see, a huge crane head stretched out from the gatehouse, which was weird, weird, and funny.

Yan Lao Wu turned his face and dragged the two little guys back, and said as he walked: "It's still my Jin'er, grandpa doesn't like the cranes anymore, let's go, let's go find Pingqi, Jin'er will pull the boat for grandpa!"

Yan Lao Wu also followed Zi Baifeng's example at the beginning, caught a few big koi fish, and helped him pull the boat.

Koi Yunzhou, Yuhe Yunche, Yan Lao Wu is always very envious of these means of transportation, so he tricked many little guys into planning to oppress child labor, such as the little koi, such as the little Yu Crane, sometimes he prefers Yunzhou, sometimes he prefers Yunche, Yan Lao Wu, the old man is getting younger and younger, and his personality is becoming more and more like a child, busy all day long, tossing this and tossing that.

Now it is estimated that he is completely dead to the three little feather cranes who are naughty and rebellious, but the two koi fish are characteristic, more docile and honest, obediently follow Yan Lao Wu's side, and gradually move towards the endless road of child labor.

"Lao Pingqi!" Yan Lao Wu ran to the station of the Karakuri Sect very unceremoniously, and shouted at the top of his voice.

Elder Pingqi poked his head out and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"It's decided, just buy Yunzhou!" Yan Lao Wu snorted, it turned out that because he was entangled in whether to buy Yunzhou or Yunche, the old man had not made up his mind, you must know that whether it is Yunzhou or Yunche, it is worth a lot, in fact, the principle of the two is almost the same, but the appearance is different, like the kind of cloud car of the bird and mouse view, but the lowest end is simple.

"Cheng, it's still the price I told you last time, and there are a few ready-made ones in the back, you can pick and choose, just pay. Elder Pingqi retracted his head again.

"Wait, the price last time? Last time, the four of us didn't worship your Karakuri Sect, so why do you have to give an internal price discount now. "The old man was quite difficult to handle, grabbed Elder Pingqi's white beard, and refused to let him go.

The two old men quarreled in the courtyard, one said that Si'er was just an outer disciple, and he still begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother to come in, which was a matter of human affection, how could it still be regarded as a human favor?

An old man said what's the matter, anyway, Si'er went in, you can say whether Si'er is a member of your Karakuri Sect or not.

One said that you were messing around and unreasonable, so I turned my face and kicked Si'er out.

One said that if you want to kick, kick it, give me a discount first, and obediently offer Yunzhou with both hands, and the rest is whatever.

One said how can a person like you be an elder, for the old disrespect.

One said, here, I have the final say, Yan Jiaerlang, whoever is the master, I can be the house, and I can let you take care of it!

One said that if you don't have enough money, you can pay part of it first, and pay the rest slowly.

One is reluctant to live or die, saying that you look down on me and think that I am a poor bastard, and the big sect will be powerful, and you will be able to bully the common people.

One said that then you will hand over all the money, and I will definitely help you discount if you buy a few more boats at a time, and you can also look rich.

These two people talk to each other non-stop, Zi Baifeng is informed, these two stinky chess baskets are more broken than when they play chess, they are not in a hurry when they play, they can kill the people who watch them in a hurry, Zi Baifeng is not willing to appear at this time, and quietly hid.

The word "Pingqi" has nothing to do with all kinds of chess, and it is a kind of woodworking component.

In the end, who loses and who wins, Zi Baifeng doesn't know what to say, anyway, when he saw Yan Lao Wu again, Yan Lao Wu happily drove a cloud boat, slowed down the minimum speed, and let the two and a half koi fish shake their heads and tails and pull and fly around in the air.

also showed off from time to time: "Si'er, where are you going, Uncle is carrying you!"

"Little stone, do you want to go for a ride, the fifth master will take you there!"

"Old man, you have so many goods, do you want me to help you...... What? My old man still has something to do, so I'll go first. ”

Yan Lao Wu was the first person in Mengcheng to buy a cloud boat, but he was not the last one.

As soon as Yan Lao Wu's cloud boat came out, everyone found out that there was a cloud boat in Shanshui City that could be bought, which immediately ignited everyone's passion for buying.

Ordinary people can't afford to buy Yunzhou, its price is too high, like some small sects can't afford it.

In fact, it's not that you can't afford Yunzhou, Yunzhou also has high, medium and low-end grades, and it is normal for the price to differ ten times and a hundred times. Can't afford to buy expensive ones, can't afford cheap ones? The key is that you can't afford to burn jade.

However, like those who were the first to go down to Yan Village, the nature of their ancestors to seek jade and Tunyu for generations, the jade stones at home were piled up into mountains, Yan Lao Wu could afford it, and others could naturally afford it.

Zi Baifeng found out that Yan Lao Wu was obviously advertising to Elder Pingqi, and maybe there would be a commission.

After Yan Lao Wu, the first to buy Yunzhou was Lao Tuozi, as soon as his business wisdom was released, it expanded explosively, and soon occupied the entire brain, Lao Tuozi not only bought, but also bought five.

It is clear that it is good to communicate with Lao Tuozi, and Lao Tuozi has just finished buying it, and Shanshui City has introduced the management methods for cloud boats, cloud car driving, and purchases.