People are like clifftop trees, there is nothing left and right, stepping on the ladder to the sky, leaning on the clouds.

The wind is blowing, the clothes are hunting and dancing, who borrows the power of heaven and earth, is it not an immortal?

It is the earth and the sky are the house, and the mountains are high and the people are the peaks! Look up, look up, and have a good momentum!

"Wooden man-" Fang Yin forgot his feelings for a moment and shouted loudly.

"Messing around again!" Lu Changlian snorted angrily and moved forward again. Fang Yin hehe, hey, he didn't care. Anyway, it's quite far away, and the wooden man can't hear it if he wants to-you see how straight he stands, it's a big log! The mountain grows wood, the big head gives birth to a small head, the wood has a head, and the small head grows a head! In the turn of his mind, he felt very interesting, and for a moment he was triumphant, and his mouth was full of words. Lu Changlian sighed secretly and carried him to the top.

"Lu Changlian and his disciple Fang Yin visited the elder brother. Lu Daochang put down his apprentice and bowed his hands. Mu Changtian smiled and nodded, and said strangely: "Fang Yin, is it you?" Fang Daoist laughed: "Yes, it's me!" Mu Changtian thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Not bad!" Fang Yin said proudly: "That's what Lao Xue gave me, can I be wrong?" Mu Changtian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and sighed with a smile: "Old Xue, Fang Yin, very good! Very good!" Fang Daoist raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Wonderful!"

"So, wooden man, which one is it?" Mu Changtian asked in a cold voice with a blank face. Fang Yin was taken aback, and said in amazement: "You, are you listening?" Mu Zhangjiao snorted coldly and said, "Yes, I have long ears!" Fang Daoist raised his eyes, but saw that he had one side of his face, with wide ears and beads at the bottom. After looking at it again and again, he sighed: "Sure enough, it's long enough!" Mu Changtian laughed: "Changlian, you go to Taiqing Hall and wait for me." ”

There is an old way, and there is an old way.

This old way is unusual, it is majestic and spirited-

Feet pedal auspicious cloud shoes, wearing a weir moon crown, long sleeves to separate the dust, purple robes to accept the world.

Look at him again: the momentum is like a mountain, tall as a green pine, his forehead is wide and his eyebrows are straight, and his hands are calm.

People and clothes complement each other.

Mu Zhangjiao shook his sleeves, and was awe-inspiring: "Fang Yin, this is a Taoist resort, since you have entered my mountain gate, you should know the etiquette and etiquette, and don't call it indiscriminately in the future!" Fang Yin was taken away for a while, and said in a low voice: "Is this so, uh, I know." Mu Changtian shook his head solemnly, paused, and lowered his voice: "I won't tell you, there is a wooden man here, but it's not me-" Fang Yin's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said in surprise: "Is it? How can there be another?" Mu Zhangjiao looked mysterious, and whispered: "You saw it last night, the old Taoist next to me, that is!"

Elder Wood, known as the Wood Man. Fang Yin suddenly realized: "It turned out to be that old wood, no wonder! Did you give this nickname?" Mu Changtian smiled silently, his face smug and proud. The name has the same name, the number has a heavy number, since someone has used it, it is inevitable to misunderstand it again. Fang Yin was helpless, bowed his head and sighed. But the name doesn't have to be small, seeing this old way change his face like turning a book, he felt very interesting for a while: "Then, what do I call you?"

"Mu Zhangjiao?" "It's not good. "Uncle Mu?" "It's not good. "What's good? Old Zamaoer!" Mu Changtian was furious and shouted: "Nonsense, unorthodox!" Fang Yin smiled: "Someone else gave it to you, you can't blame me." Mu Changtian hated it, and said: "He can be called, but you can't be called!" Fang Yin shook his head and said: "He is your friend, I am his friend, he can be called, and I can be called." Mu Changtian laughed angrily: "Okay, good! In this case, little Zamao'er!"

In the other way, give back to the other, anyway, they are all big and small. Fang Yin didn't care: "You can do it, I also became a fool anyway, I admit it." Mu Changtian said with a bitter face: "You little disciple, if you admit it, you will admit it, I am in charge of teaching, it's not good to spread it!" Fang Yin sighed and said, "In this way, when no one is there, I will call it again, and it will be done?" Mu Changtian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay!

The two whispered and discussed for a moment, set the names and codes of both sides, and each nodded in approval.

"Little Zamaoer, look at this Shangqing Peak, is it good?" Mu Changtian said with a smile. After just one word, Fang Yin already had a secret intimacy with this person in his heart, and replied when he heard the words: "It's not good, it's too high." Mu Changtian laughed loudly, shook his head again and again, and said: "It's not terrible to be high, I'm afraid that I won't climb high! People are here, try to be higher than the sky!" "The old miscellaneous hair is crazy enough! Is it high to climb to the sky, is it good to fall to the ground?" Fang Yin disagreed, looked at the cliff behind him, and secretly moved a few steps forward.

"Come on, come on, take you to see the sea of clouds. Mu Changtian smiled and said, go first.

Fang Yin then followed, walking slowly before noticing the landscape at the peak.

The place is not big, the radius is half an acre, the front is flat to build one, a hall is erected behind the stage, and the palace is covered with several pavilions, and that's it.

"This is the cloud viewing platform, the sky can be seen on the clouds, and the sea of clouds in the mountains can be seen below. ”

Fang Yin climbed the steps, stood still, and looked into the distance.

After a lot of hard work, you can finally reach the peak, and you can see all kinds of weather. But under the blue sky and white sky, the earth is vast, and the scenery is small and difficult to distinguish. The mountains are at ease under them, and they are all surrendering from afar, and the birds are also difficult to get on, and their voices are clear for the audience. The earth is below, the heavens are above, and the clouds are on all sides. A little bit of peaks and peaks looming, how many Cangshan have no white clouds, wisps of smoke are swirling, it is the sea of clouds and foggy mountains. What a stroke of skill is to gather clouds for accounting? With clouds as the sea, how can it be vast!

The clouds are separated, the clouds are accompanied, and there are countless thousands of postures; the clouds rise and fall, and the clouds rise and fall, and the road is inexhaustible and magnificent. The clouds are flowing clouds, and movement and stillness are always accompanied. Looking back at the clouds in the sky, the sea hung upside down again. The long white waves are as thick as beacon smoke, dense as scales, and the momentum is higher than the tide, rolling and flowing endlessly. Wisps of clouds and clouds are soothing, the bright and dark waves are surging and the peaks are magnificent, and the life is transformed and will never be returned! The pride is surging, the heavens and the earth are changing, and life is a snap of the fingers; the heart is surging, and the vicissitudes of life are surging, only in an instant!

"What?" Mu Changtian smiled.

"Okay!" Fang Yin said.

Write in every way, describe in a thousand ways, stop at one word, and reach ten thousand words.

Mu Changtian smiled and said, "Tell me, how can you be good?" Fang Yin was silent for a long time and sighed: "I suddenly feel that I am very small. Mu Changtian was overjoyed, nodded and smiled: "The vision is wide, the heart is broad, and the heart becomes bigger, so I naturally feel that people are small." "The sky and the earth are big, the mountains are high and the roads are long, and people are like a speck of dust in the world, and they are born with the idea of being small. Fang Yin lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he had realized something. Mu Changtian looked at the young man in front of him and sighed: "People are not afraid of being small, but they are afraid of small hearts, when the heart is vast, a small inch can contain all things!

View the cloud platform, establish people's aspirations. This is the view of the clouds, this is the view of the clouds.

"Fang Yin, what are your ambitions?" Fang Yin was silent. I was silent when I asked again. I just didn't say anything.

If you don't speak, you don't have anything, you have no ambition, and your future is bleak.

-- People have ambitions and have a bright future, and if they don't speak, they don't know where to start. Boss Fang not only has great ambitions, but also has more ambitions. For example, now it is said that he eats and sleeps fragrantly, occupies the mountain and is called the king, and he works hard to learn his skills, and he has a pair of civil and military skills; and he is said to be chivalrous and righteous, looking for his father and mother, calling friends and friends, and he is majestic; and then he is said to live in a big room, sleeping on a soft bed, riding a horse, and hugging ...... In this situation, anyone can think that the young man is troubled for a while, but unexpectedly, the boy Zhengmei thought of the critical moment! Mu Zhangjiao saw his unruly appearance, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, you are young, and it is still too early to make up your mind." ”

"I'm young, I'm young, and I have a lot of ambitions! Interrupt others to think about good things, and don't have long eyes!" Fang Daoist was unhappy in his heart, saying yes in his mouth, and secretly scolding in his stomach! Mu Zhangjiao glanced at him, shook his head and smiled: "You come with me, and then enter the Taiqing Palace, and pay homage to the ancestors of the past dynasties." "Peak upon peak, temple upon hall. Although the Taiqing Hall is not tall and majestic, it is also simple and solemn. There was no one in the hall, and it was cold and dark, and it became more and more quiet and solemn.

When I stepped into the temple door when I was young, there were thousands of spiritual tablets in front of me, which were set up on the altar. The tablet takes the red sandalwood as the body, its shape is rectangular, the size is different; If you say that there are strange things, there are just a lot of them, high and low are placed, the upper and lower forests are lined up, densely established, and the left and right are neat. There is an incense burner on the case, light smoke curling, two columns of white candles on both sides, and the fire is faint. The hall is half bright and half dark, the tablet is looming, and when the ears are silent, the heart is solemn.

Mu Changtian was silent for a moment, then turned around and said: "Since you have entered my mountain gate, you should pay homage to the ancestors of the past dynasties, and after that, Fang Yin, Fang Yin, Xiao Zamao?" saw that Fang Daoist was looking at the front blankly, and he seemed to be stupid. The atmosphere in the hall is heavy and cold, the tablet on the stage is like a spirit, and every time he enters this place, he is also a relative in his heart, how can he not tremble when he comes for the first time? Mu Zhangjiao nodded, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, listen to me first." Daoist Fang jumped up: "Listen to me first!"

"What do you say?" Mu Changtian asked in amazement. Fang Yin swallowed his saliva, and quietly pointed: "That, can you eat it?" Mu Zhangjiao looked at it, and was stunned! It turned out that Daoist Fang had just entered this place, and he didn't put the large and small wooden cards in front of him in his eyes, nor was he calmed by the gloomy atmosphere around him, and his mind was just to look at the things enshrined in front of the case.

Look at how tempting the dried fruit dim sum is, not as dazzling as the big white steamed buns, although there is no chicken, duck and fish meat to eat fragrant, hungry mountains and seas are the same! Offerings are made to the ancestors, and this person also has to eat this? If you still treat others as petty and courageless, don't you know that he has a big belly! The ancestors have spirits, and they must not be offended, and the small way is ignorant, so what can the old way do?

"You can't eat this. Mu Changtian said seriously.

"Isn't this food?" Fang Yinqi said.

"This is for the ancestors, and you can't eat it. Mu Changtian said seriously.

"Can I eat, can my ancestors eat?" Fang Yinqi said.

"The ancestors couldn't eat it, and you can't eat it. Mu Changtian called Zhen'er Dao.

"You can't eat it, why are you putting it here?" Fang Yin said strangely.

Mu Zhangjiao was convinced: "Don't blame those who don't know, if the ancestors have spirits, they must not worry about your juniors, if you want to eat stool, you can eat it!" Fang Yin turned around helplessly, and muttered in a low voice: "Knock knock, knock, don't say it early, how many knocks?"

"The pole of the yang is also nine. After blinking his head and knocking his head, he was hastily perfunctory, and he didn't care in his heart: "Okay, okay, I'm going to eat!" As soon as Daoist Fang jumped up, a vicious dog snatched and pounced! Mu Changtian sighed secretly, and hurriedly shouted: "Also, there are things to eat-" Daoist Fang frowned and turned his head, with an impatient face: "What's the matter again!" Mu Zhangjiao looked left and right, and whispered mysteriously: "You are only allowed to take a little, so that you will not be discovered." ”

Fang Yin was stunned, and smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, rest assured! Mu Changtian sighed: "You have eaten now, and the ancestors have worshipped, come and listen to me again!" Fang Yin nodded and listened: "This religion is named after the mountain, and it has been established by the patriarch Qingyunzi since the first generation, and it has been passed down for thirty-six generations for thousands of years. This hall is called Taiqing, which is said to be the merit of the ancestors, the name of this religion is Shangqing, the place where the immortal mountain is created, and the main palace is called Yuqing, which is for the world to worship the earth and reach the sky. The Tao is divided into being born and entering the WTO, and Shangqing is the teaching of entering the WTO, not practicing pills, not admiring Fangshu, bearing morality, and carrying the world's feelings. ”

At this point, Mu Changtian smiled and said: "Fang Yin, what do you mean when you enter my mountain?" Fang Yin frowned and said: "Didn't you say, learn martial arts, grow your skills!" Mu Changtian nodded: "What about after that?" "No, what should I do after that!" Fang Yin said in his heart, bowing his head and saying nothing. Mu Changtian stared at it and said slowly: "If you want to get my technique, you must first understand my righteousness." Fang Yin, I want you to be the queen -- save the world from fire and water, and the justice of the world! Can you do it?"

"Cheng!" It sounds very majestic, and it must be very imposing! Needless to say, this is exactly what the hero means! Boss Fang did not hesitate, patted his chest and swore an oath. It's easier said than done, it's easier said than done, it's not easy to do it! Mu Changtian knew that it was too early to say it at this time, so he sighed and said, "My master, your uncle and ancestor, the last generation of Mei Gongyuan, was in charge of teaching Mei Gongyuan, and it was because of this that he died young. The style of our predecessors, we should emulate. ”

"Who?,How?," Fang Yin scratched his head and asked blankly.

Mu Changtian was silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth to say three words: True Dragon Sect.;