Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

The waterfall is still hanging outside the water curtain cave of the fairy forest, and inside the water curtain cave, the stupid bear spirit is still reluctant to look at the night pearl as big as a pigeon's egg on the wall. You know, if the pearl is sold in the market this night, it may be sold for two gold coins!

When Zuo Fengchen turned around, the cyan light sprinkled on the gray stone wall, and the shadow of a person actually appeared on the stone wall. The man carried a hoe, a straw hat, and a towel on his shoulder. This is completely a farmer's dress, but Zuo Fengchen looked at the cave, there were only two of them in the cave, where would there be a farmer's shadow?

The shadow of the farmer carried his hoe and went straight to the stone table in the middle of the water curtain cave, on which there was a kerosene lamp, and he sat under the kerosene lamp, smoking a cigarette pouch, as if he had something on his mind, and he stared blankly at the flickering flames.

"Today, I discovered the secret of Sun Wukong, and his secret is hidden in this Qingyun Mountain. It's just that I'm just a farmer, and I can't cultivate into a Confucian saint, so I can't save him. I think that one day, someone will come from the earth, and he will eat the fruit of my wisdom tree and become a Confucian saint, and I hope that he will bring my bones back to my hometown for burial. ”

Looking at the farmer next to the kerosene lamp, Zuo Fengchen unconsciously came up with such a sentence in his mind. Before Zuo Fengchen could understand what he meant, the shadow sitting at the stone table knocked out the smoke from the smoke pot, and seemed to hesitate for a long time before he tore up the stack of books beside him and put them in a tank of water next to him.

"Oh no, why did he throw the book into the jar? Did he also discover the reality that reading is useless?"

The farmer kept tearing the book, and kept tearing the book, and this tearing seemed to be torn for days and nights. Zuo Fengchen saw his books and papers floating in the water tank, rippling with ripples.

The farmer drew water from the tank with a picker and walked to another wall, where a seedling had grown at some point. The fruit seedling was only half a meter high, with a thin trunk and long leaves, and it was impossible to see its color, but when Zuo Fengchen looked at the shadow of the tree, he suddenly had a feeling of the first bloom of his soul.

The farmer poured buckets of water under the small saplings, and he did not know how long the years had passed, and it was long, long. The little tree grew very slowly, very slowly, as if it had grown as tall as a man for a thousand years, and it began to bloom, and at last it produced a fruit.

The old farmer grew older, and his back was straightened, but he still carried the burden, and the water that came from the tank, and continued to irrigate the little tree until the fruit was ripe.

Finally, when the tempting fruit began to smell, although it was only a reflection on the wall, Zuo Fengchen clearly smelled the fragrance of the fruit, so tempting, so sweet!

The old man threw the last scoop of water into the dirt, and he fell to the tree. As the years passed, the wind and sand blew all over the sky, and the small tree swayed in the wind, like a child who had to face life alone, and it actually shed a tear in the stamen.

The tears fell in the dust, wetting the white bones on the ground.

"If one day, I meet my destined person, I will send him the best fruit of wisdom that I have planted in this life, I wish him, I hope that he can become a Confucian saint, take my bones, and bury me under the hillside of my hometown......"

It seems to be a sand painting, there is no sound, but the emotion makes Zuo Fengchen burst into tears.

Zuo Fengchen no longer knows how many people have come to this world, how many of them are silently thinking about the earth, and how many of them know that they are going to die in this world, but they want that one day, their bones can be buried under the flowers of Lausanne in their hometown.

"I would like to take away your bones, so that they will never be blown by the wind and sand, and I will bury you under the slopes of your hometown, which will be full of wild flowers all over the mountains, and that is the home that the wanderer misses day and night. ”

Zuo Fengchen muttered, the fruit in front of him was gone, and the mottled wall was carved with traces of time. Zuo Fengchen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he called the stupid bear spirit, took the night pearl, and the two of them dragged the vines out of the water curtain hole together.

Looking back, the water curtain cave was pitch black, and the story in the cave did not reappear, but it was firmly remembered in Zuo Fengchen's mind.

Now he has another promise, he not only wants to bring the Doomsday Gambling Saint home, but also brings the Kill Matt brothers home, and that, the unknown fruit farmer, he has planted a wisdom tree with all the books in Qingyun Academy, and he is willing to use the fruit of this wisdom tree in exchange for his way home.

Coming out of the Immortal Forest Water Curtain Cave, Zuo Fengchen suddenly had a ding-dong sound in his head, and the computer man began to babble again: "Find the secret of the decline of Qingyun Academy, gain a thousand experience, and the player has been upgraded to level seven." Start a new quest, the next quest, find Huaguo Mountain. There are buried secrets of Qingyun Mountain and Sun Wukong. ”

Mission done?

Zuo Fengchen was a little surprised, just now he was obsessed with sand paintings, and he actually completed the task unconsciously! How did Qingyun Academy decline? If you think about it carefully, the decline may have something to do with a tree of wisdom! A fruit farmer who traveled from the earth once passed through the earth, and he didn't read much, so he couldn't cultivate to the level of a Confucian saint.

If he can't cultivate the Confucian saint, he will not be able to complete the task of the Monkey King, slowly, he said that the secret of the Monkey King is hidden in this mountain, what secret of the Monkey King is hidden? To complete the secret of the Monkey King, it is necessary to cultivate to the Confucian saint, and how easy is it to cultivate to the Confucian saint?

is a commanding mad sword scholar, and he has only only cultivated to Jinshi.

Hey, I didn't expect that the clouds would be ruined in the hands of a fruit farmer. Zuo Fengchen sighed, and the fruit farmer melted all the classics in the water and watered a small sapling. No wonder Zuo Fengchen couldn't find a book after he came to Qingyun Academy.

After unraveling the reason for the decline of Qingyun Academy, Zuo Fengchen began to think about the next task again. To find Huaguo Mountain, he wanted to know what the relationship between Qingyun Academy and Huaguo Mountain was.

How to go to Huaguo Mountain, Zuo Fengchen thought of what the third senior brother had said, on the other side of this mountain is a place full of fruit forests, which is said to have been planted by the people of the earth. But it was not easy to go to that fruit forest, because he had to cultivate to Xiucai to reach the other side of the mountain.

What does it take to cultivate to Xiucai? He needs to write a poem that can shake the mountains and forests, and then lead to the evaluation of the immortal stone. This alone is not enough, because when he first entered the mountain, he chose double cultivation, and like the mad sword scholar, he not only had to cultivate literature, but also martial arts.

After all, Zuo Fengchen has memorized so many poems, and he is familiar with 300 Tang poems, so he can't compose poems and can read them!

A series of questions plagued Zuo Fengchen, hey, he shouldn't have chosen double cultivation in the first place! he was deceived by this hateful name......

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