After five years of seclusion, he will eventually leave.

In the hearts of everyone, there is some reluctance, after so many years of repair, the entire Zhang Mansion has a new look compared with before.

Zhang Yutang even buried many Dao talismans here, connecting the vitality of heaven and earth, making the aura of this place countless times more than that of ordinary places, almost equivalent to a small cave heaven blessed land.

Even ordinary people, who often live here, can always maintain their youth and prolong their lives.

Zhang Yutang was alone, with his hands behind his back, raised too slightly, and walked slowly in the courtyard, he had been here in every corner, looked at the past, and was very familiar.

"It's just that they will eventually part......

"I have been low-key for so many years, but in the end, I have become known to everyone, this can be regarded as an outbreak after silence, right?"

Walking slowly, unconsciously, he had already walked around the entire Zhang Mansion, and his heart was full of reluctance.

"Childe, everything is packed, let's leave at any time. ”

Xu Jiaorong walked over and crossed shoulders with Zhang Yutang:

"Everything here was made by us single-handedly, and we just left, and we were really a little reluctant, every grass and tree, every tree and every flower, they were all so familiar. ”

Zhang Yutang nodded silently, and then asked:

"It's all set, isn't it?"

Xu Jiaorong said:

"Ready, Madame, Li Yong, and Ah Bao are all waiting for Gongzi, you can go. ”

"Let's go!"

Quietly I came, just as I went quietly, waving my sleeves, not taking away a cloud:

"I have to leave if I am reluctant, it's time to leave. ”

Mrs. Zhang, Zhang Yutang, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and Ah Bao just brought a little softness, and the rest stayed here, maybe one day, they will come here again and relive the old dream.

Squeak - Li Yong pushed open the door, and when he saw Wang Zelong coming, he hurriedly smiled:

"My lord, are you looking for my son-in-law?"

Wang Zelong stepped forward, watched everyone gather, and said with a smile:

"Holy Master, are you leaving here?"

Zhang Yutang stepped forward:

"yes, I can't stay any longer, if I stay any longer, something will happen. ”

Wang Zelong was speechless for a long time before he said:

"The students came to send off the Holy Master, and I heard that the Holy Master was going to hold the Jiangnan Heroes Meeting in Qiantang, and countless students flocked to Qiantang. ”

"When I finish handling the official business in hand, I will also go, and I will listen to the guidance of the Holy Master when the time comes. ”

Zhang Yutang nodded:

"My lord, you are too polite, I have lived in seclusion here for five years, and I have heard that in these years, there have been countless heroes in the Great Song Dynasty, who are brilliant and amazing, all of them are dragons among people, and it is also a great blessing in life to be able to meet these heroes of the world for a while. ”

A few people walked slowly along the bluestone path, looking around from time to time, looking at every willow tree around, admiring every wild flower on the road, and listening to the sound of every water flow.

Will be gone!

Parting is always inevitable.

Outside the West Lake, Zhang Yutang stopped:

"My lord, it's too far, please stop and stay. ”

Wang Zelong is not hypocritical, hugging his fists:

Before the Holy Master left, the students dared to ask the Holy Master for a masterpiece, and they should be a souvenir. ”

Wang Zelong has been brewing this idea for a long time, but he also knows that five years ago, the holy master had a thousand words of gold, a song of Yulou Spring, floating hatred and entertainment, willing to love the daughter and smiled lightly, fifty-six words, and bought a full fifty-six thousand taels of gold.

A thousand words, such a wonderful word, such a rare ten thousand years, Wang Zelong did not dare to ask for extravagance.

Now parting, if there can be a masterpiece of the Holy Master, it can be regarded as a good story.

"Good!"

Feeling Wang Zelong's sincerity, Zhang Yutang was silent for a while:

"I haven't written poetry for many years, and now I am parting, and he says he doesn't know when we will get together. ”

"Come, Jiaorong, take pen, ink, paper, inkstone. ”

A banner was opened, and Ah Bao and Li Yong each stood aside and grabbed it with their hands.

Xu Jiaorong took the ink, gently grinded, and after grinding, Zhang Yutang picked up the pen in his hand, ate the ink, pondered for a while, and wrote a long poem, with a wave:

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. ”

"The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. ”

"The end of the sky and the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances are scattered. ”

"A pot of turbid wine is all over the place, don't dream cold tonight. ”

The word is written, the word is bright, and the wisps of literary gas shoot out from the word, straight through the rainbow.

After writing the words, Zhang Yutang dipped the ink again and wrote in the corner of the banner:

West Lake Wujian people.

"What a farewell!"

Looking at the small words on the long canvas, Wang Zelong felt a lot:

"Writing scenes lyrically, knowing and making friends scattered, making people feel life, seeing through the red dust, giving a feeling that life is short, just like falling down, reading word by word, full of chill to the bone. ”

"Give it to Lord Wang. ”

Zhang Yutang put down the pen in his hand, brought the farewell wine, and drank it all:

"Lord Wang, there will be a period later. ”

Surrounded by green glow at your feet, clouds and smoke rise, and a green boat emerges.

After Mrs. Zhang, Li Yong, and A Bao boarded the boat, they made a noise and flew into the air, heading towards Qiantang.

Looking at the departing Zhang Yutang, Wang Zelong sighed leisurely:

"The Holy Master's family, all of them are immortals, and they can meet for five years, fortunately, fortunately. ”

Carefully put away the banner, carefully put it in his arms, and turned around:

"Let's go, go home. ”

The sunset is like blood, the mountains are like the sea, and only the spring breeze passes on the earth.

... Mount Emei, Qingfeng Cave.

The mountain peak is steep, the ancient trees are towering, the tiger roars and the ape cries, and the long snake dances.

"After so many years of cultivation, I have completely refined this Nine Transformation Creation Pill. ”

In the Qingfeng Cave, a beautiful girl, dressed in white gauze, sat on a large bluestone, pinched the law, stood still, and the moment her eyes opened, the light soared into the sky.

Two divine lights crossed the sky, like two heavenly swords, sweeping everything, the divine light was shining, sharp and bright.

"It is worthy of the famous Nine Transformations Creation Pill, which has increased my Dao practice for six hundred years, and now I also have a Dao practice of 1,800 years, after going through the thunder tribulation, removing the impurities on the Dan in my body, I will have the opportunity to fly to the heavens and rank among the immortal classes. ”

"About fifteen days later, on the Cloud Insertion Peak, there will be nine heavenly divine thunder falling, why don't I put Neidan there, endure the heavenly thunder and thunder, and refine the thunder and fire tribulation. ”

"If I can survive the thunder tribulation, my cultivation and Taoism will be enough to become an immortal. ”

The stunning girl turned into a gust of wind and flew out of the wind cave.

Soon, I came to a high peak, the peak was high into the clouds, the strange rocks were craggy, there were waterfalls and flowing springs, and there were monsters roaring.

"This is it. ”

The girl's red lips moved slightly, and she spit out a slippery Neidan, which was big in the wind, turning into the size of a football, the essence was introverted, without the slightest brilliance flowing, ordinary, like a stubborn stone.

Neidan put it on both hands, held it carefully, and placed it at the highest place of the Cloud Peak, and put it in the open air, accepting the wind and rain, and absorbing the creation of heaven and earth.

"Fifteen days, fifteen days later, my Dao will be perfected, and I will be able to become an immortal. ”

(To be continued)