The noon sun was particularly dazzling, and the big yellow dog was already so tired that he was panting as he ran through the mountains and forests, and his blood-red tongue was about to hang to the ground. It was easy to run to a shady place, and before it could lie down and stretch its waist, there was a pain in its back, and then it heard a crisp and immature female voice: "Rhubarb, I haven't found the little brother yet, you are lazy again." Be careful, I tell my mother to go!"

Rhubarb shivered unconsciously, as if the surrounding temperature had cooled down instantly, and he screamed twice with an unknown emotion, wagged his tail and ran forward.

After a while, I was already in the depths of the bamboo sea. Seeing the bamboos in the distance fall one by one, the big yellow dog had already heard someone roaring an unknown song. It mustered its spirits and hurriedly ran towards the source of the sound.

The clumps of black knotted bamboos are densely packed, and there is only one path that can be passed, and the felled bamboos are scattered all over the ground, which is obviously a path cut down by man. At the end of the trail, a young man with a top body is cutting bamboo diligently - the black knotted bamboo that grows in the depths of the bamboo sea is very thick, and the thin one is also the thickness of a bowl, and the thick one is more like a flagpole. Rao is only dappled light and shadow projected from the cracks in the bamboo leaves, the forest is still extremely hot, and the sweat on the young man's back even wets his pants.

The young man was chopping bamboo and singing a song, when suddenly his mind moved, he picked up the clothes hanging on the side, wiped his sweat and draped them on his body, and cut off the black knotted bamboo hanging on his clothes with a knife, and sat on a horizontal bamboo tree to rest.

After a while, the big yellow dog came out of the forest panting, and saw that the boy had no strength to bark, and weakly wagged his tail and collapsed to the ground. The little girl with pink makeup riding on the big yellow dog jumped down, dressed in red, and the red halo on her face was very cute.

However, the young man knows the true nature of this little girl's witch, with a cute appearance and a strong heart, quite a mother's style. The young man unconsciously glanced at the big yellow dog lying on the ground with no strength - the hair on its back was about to be pulled bald - and mourned for him: "Poor rhubarb, it is really to meet this mother and daughter."

"Little brother, hug!" The young man was shocked by what happened to Rhubarb, and a sweet and greasy voice came from his ears. When I came back to my senses, I saw the girl standing in front of her with a smile, her big black grape-like eyes revealing longing, and her arms wide open waiting for her to hug her. The boy hurriedly picked her up and made her sit on his shoulder.

"Little brother, my mother is looking for you, go back quickly. Before the boy could ask, the girl told her what she meant.

The boy got up and stretched his waist, held the girl on his shoulder with one hand, picked up the firewood knife with the other, reminded him to "Hold on!" and ran to the front mountain.

"Wow!" the wind was mixed with the girl's excited cry, and the girl didn't forget to add: "Rhubarb, hurry up!"

Trotting all the way, the boy and the girl ran into a hall, and there was a beautiful woman in the hall, who had been staring at the two of them with a smile, and before the boy came to say hello, his hand stretched out like lightning, pinched the young man's ear, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Mo'er, if you don't call you, you won't go down the mountain, could it be that eating with the master has delayed your cultivation?"

The little girl on her shoulder looked interesting, and she also stretched out her delicate and tender fingers to pinch his other ear. The young man's ears were attacked, and he was miserable, but these two were existences that he couldn't provoke, so he could only play and chirp twice to fool the past.

The woman let go of her hand and slapped him twice on the chest—intending to dust him off, but not to make it so dusty that it almost filled the entire ashram. She gave up, hugged the girl from his shoulder, and said, "Look at you, you've only been up the mountain for a few days and you're about to become a savage, I see that you have exercised well, and you don't have to go up the mountain again in the future." Why don't you go and wash up, change into clean clothes, and go with me to Xiaozhufeng to visit your Uncle Shuiyue. ”

The young man squeezed his eyes at the little girl who was sticking out his tongue to himself, and hurriedly slipped away with two red ears, and when he walked to the entrance of the hall, he saw the big yellow dog lying on the ground and couldn't even shake his tail, and his steps were faster.

The boy soaked in the bathtub and groaned comfortably: "Finally finished his career as a woodcutter!"

This young man is Yunmo, in the blink of an eye, he has been on the mountain for four years, and in the first three years, he cut bamboo in the morning and practiced qi in the afternoon according to the arrangement. In three years, the Taiji Xuanqing Dao was pushed to the peak of the fifth layer of Yuqing - although it was not as amazing as the three layers a day, it was also a cultivation speed that was rare in Qingyun. By the third year, his introductory wood-cutting homework should have ended, but Tian Buyi let him cut for another year. There is no doubt about Yunmo, Tian Buyi's original intention is that Yunmo entered the realm too quickly, and he intends to polish his surname; Yunmo himself feels that there is still room for his body to continue to boil - the bamboo in the depths of the bamboo sea is still easy to cut.

So another year passed, and Yunmo's realm had also reached the sixth layer of Yuqing, and he was only slightly inferior to Song Daren among the disciples. This is almost demonic qualifications in the eyes of outsiders, only Yunmo himself knows in his heart: his own qualifications are very good, but he is not enough to be amazing and brilliant These four words, when he rushed to the third layer of Yuqing in one day, it is really because of the cultivation methods of all Daomen, the first step is to accept Qi like a body, all sects are similar, he has practiced Qi for more than ten years in his previous life, and his sense of qi is strong, and he has a strong sense of divine consciousness that can accurately control the true qi in his body, so he has a fabulous record. After reaching the third layer, I gradually feel struggling, if I don't have an inner vision, I'm afraid that I will pass the fourth layer, and it is nothing on this talented Qingyun Mountain.

Whenever he thinks of the truth of his pseudo-genius, Yunmo is sad: "Either give me a real demon qualification, or let me go through the waste firewood flow, it's a trick to go up and down!"

So in the last year, Yunmo almost lived on the back mountain, except for coming down regularly to get some food, he practiced the back mountain every day, Su Ru, Song Daren and others persuaded him a few times, and saw that he insisted on no longer persuading, but Tian Buyi appreciated his hard work. In the face of Su Ru's distress, Yunmo knew bitterly: in a few years, it will be the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and by then Qi Hao will have reached the eighth layer of Yuqing, and Master Shuiyue asserts that Lu Xueqi can fight and win, which shows that Lu Xueqi's cultivation is at least the eighth layer of Yuqing. To say that Yunmo came to the Zhuxian World, how could he not have any thoughts about Lu Xueqi. But he knows very well that a woman like Lu Xueqi, in order to conquer her heart, in addition to the affection in place, strength is indispensable, and when the Seven Veins are martial arts, she was shocked by Zhang Xiaofan to have a good impression. It's just that that girl is a real genius, and coupled with the Tianya Divine Sword, Yunmo can only work the friendship of his youth on the premise of cultivating as much as possible.

The most important thing is that in the past four years, Yunmo has already regarded the people of Dazhufeng as his relatives, and he himself knows the fate of Su Ru and Tian, but if he wants to reverse the fate of the two, he must have strong strength. As soon as he thought of this, he began to work hard in his cultivation.

Fortunately, after learning Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, Yunmo studied more, touched the bypass, and felt some insights when reviewing some classics of the Shushan School in the previous life, which created the aura of genius today.

Soaking, he suddenly remembered that he wanted to accompany Su Ru to see Master Shuiyue. Isn't that a chance to meet Lu Xueqi? Yunmo immediately became excited, and after a while of tossing, the beautiful young man who appeared in front of Su Ru almost didn't even recognize her: the green shirt was fluttering, the long hair was shaking, the eyebrows were like dragon lines, the eyes were like morning stars, the tiger walked with dragon steps, and the momentum was extraordinary. It's just that although Yunmo's training in the past few years has made him far taller than his peers, this can't hide the fact that he is still a 12-year-old child. If the outfit just now appeared on a young man, Su Ru would definitely praise "Turbidity Shijia Son", but unfortunately Yunmo was dressed up like this, but it was nondescript.

Su Ru tried very hard to endure it, but finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then began to laugh regardless of the image.

Yunmo, who was feeling good about himself, was thundered by Su Ru's inexplicable outburst, and seeing Su Ru looking up to the sky and smiling without any image, the image of a heroic woman with her feet on a stool, holding a knife in one hand and a wine bowl in the other, Mistress Sun Erniang, suddenly appeared in her mind.

Tian Ling'er in Su Ru's arms was also startled by her mother's suddenly exposed queenly aura, writhing uneasily in her arms, and suddenly, staring at Yunmo and asking curiously, "Little senior brother, why are you dressed up weirdly?"

Tong Yan and Tong Yu solved Yunmo's doubts, and he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Mom, my head is funny, and I forgot my identity as Zhengtai. Hurriedly went back to the room and took a closer look, yes, it was not easy for the young man.

No wonder Su Ru smiled so happily, in literary terms, she was remembering her lost youth.