The mountain trails are already covered with red leaves. Under the blowing wind, red butterflies are dancing everywhere, forming layers of red curtains.
A donkey cart was stuck in the red curtain, making a squeaking sound as it drove along. The person driving the cart was a white-haired man wearing gray cloth.
He held the donkey's rope with one hand, and peeled the orange skillfully with the other hand. He inserted his index finger into the center and peeled it off along the surrounding sides to create a complete picture.
After the white-haired man threw the orange into the bamboo basket hanging on the donkey, he divided the orange into two halves with his two fingers, holding one half between his palms and stuffing the other half into his mouth.
This is a wild orange, so naturally it does not have much sweetness. But it is good at quenching thirst. As for the orange peel, if you sprinkle it with coarse salt and then dry it, it will become a very flavorful tangerine peel.
This white-haired man is Chu Cheng.
More than three months have passed since they set out.
In the past three months, Chu Cheng and Taoist Wuya took over driving the donkey cart. As for the girl Mo Xiaoba, she just lay down and slept in the carriage, feeling very bored.
Therefore, Taoist Wuya and Chu Cheng also took turns talking about those strange articles and strange things to Mo Xiaoba.
They had all been strong men in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and they had seen a lot of monsters, monsters, monsters and monsters. The stories they told were almost all personal experiences.
Mo Xiaoba listened very deeply and liked it very much. But after listening to it for a long time, it became boring. After all, it was nothing more than those gods, fairies, monsters, and love affairs.
Fortunately, the characters here are roughly the same as those in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, which is to teach Mo Xiaoba how to read. According to what Taoist Wuya said, Mo Xiaoba must be trained to be a lady, not to mention embroidering red and playing chess.
Calligraphy and painting, you have to be proficient in everything.
So when passing through a small town, in addition to replenishing dry food, I spent three taels of silver to buy a xylophone, a box of chess pieces, and a book of songs.
Chu Cheng and Taoist Wuya have profound attainments in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. They can be called everyone. They personally taught Mo Xiaoba, so they would naturally produce great disciples from famous teachers.
In the carriage, Taoist Wuya was dozing off. Mo Xiaoba held the scroll and stretched out his hand to write on the sand tray.
This paper, pen and ink is still too expensive for them. It is better to write in a sandbox, which can be used repeatedly and will not be wasted.
"You don't have to be brilliant, you don't have to be eloquent, you don't have to have beautiful colors. You don't have to be clever in craftsmanship."
After writing out the twenty-four words on the sand table, it took up all of them. It was difficult to add another word. Mo Xiaoba stretched out his hand to cover all the words, and then read and wrote again.
“Be humble and respectful, put others before yourself, be inexplicable when it comes to good deeds, and be inexplicable when doing bad deeds, endure humiliation and dirt, and always appear to be in fear.”
"In just two months, I have recognized a lot of these words. But do you understand the meaning of these words?" Taoist Wuya opened his eyes, yawned, sat up straight and asked.
Mo Xiaoba nodded and replied: "Be humble and respectful, put others before yourself, do good deeds without publicity, do not excuse shortcomings, endure humiliation and bear burdens, tolerate shortcomings. Always have a heart of humility and fear, and treat people of low status in the same way."
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"Not only must you understand it, but you must also practice the way of respect and obedience." Taoist Master Wuya nodded and said seriously: "Stick to your original intention and make good choices. Only in this way, when you enter practice in the future,
The path of spiritual practice will be longer. You will not be forced by inner demons. You must know that good things will have good results."
Mo Xiaoerya's mind was devoted to the Tao, but she became disgusted when seeing women.
Chu Cheng sighed in his heart, these years are really like a butcher's knife, he put his hand on the shoulder of Taoist Wuya, and stuck his head out. His eyes slowly widened.
It's just that he didn't look at the woman that Taoist Wuya was talking about, but saw the fighting scene.
This scene made him unbelievable. Is this Kaichen comparable to the Three Realms?
What he saw was a man and a woman fighting six men in black.
With six against two, the six were retreating steadily. Four of them had even been seriously injured.
The woman held a red silk ribbon, and when she waved it, large swaths of fireworks bloomed like flowers, flowing towards the six men in black.
"Today, you evil flower sect met my brother and sister. It is because you are very unlucky. My name is Li Tianbai, and I am the eldest son of Baiyun Villa. I will send you on your way today!"
The man in green next to the woman stretched out a palm, and the jade flute in his hand whirled down and flew into the air. Under the rotation, green ripples spread and expanded instantly.
There was the sound of running water coming from the sky, and the rain curtain fell heavily, covering an area of ten meters. Green snakes condensed out, and with the sound of breaking wind, they attacked the six men in black.
The faces of the six men in black were extremely ugly. They quickly raised their long knives to resist, but as soon as they were attacked by those green snakes, they melted instantly and directly pierced their chests, destroying their hearts.
There was a sound of falling to the ground, and dust and smoke rose up.
The woman walked to the six corpses, knelt down and searched them, and found six bags. Then she walked up to the man and said, "Brother has been in seclusion for three months, and his cultivation has improved even more."
The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "I just don't have anyone to fight with. I'm trying my newly accomplished Rain Sword Technique, but I didn't expect this Evil Flower Cult member."
"The members of the Evil Flower Sect have been everywhere over the years, committing all kinds of evil and killing many mortals. My brother's actions today can be regarded as punishing rape and eradicating evil, and committing crimes for heaven."
"It's a pity that these people are peripheral believers and don't know where the main altar of the Evil Flower Sect is. Otherwise, it would be a great achievement for me at Baiyun Villa to bring the news back to the Righteous Alliance." The man in green shook his head, feeling very regretful.
"Those six people are just Kai Ling. If you meet monks who are in Kai Chen Realm, you will only die." Taoist Wuya looked at the two monks behind the big stone and said in a low voice.
"This is the Kaichen realm that is comparable to the three realms? Are you trying to bluff me when you see me coming here for the first time?" Chu Cheng didn't want to believe it.
The monks in the third realm are at the pinnacle of human nature. They can perform astonishing power with just a move of their hands and feet. On the other hand, the moves of these two people are not majestic, but rather like the petty fights of some Qi Gathering realm monks.
Even the foundation-building monks are several times more powerful than this.
"The old man didn't lie to you. This is Kaichen comparable to the three realms. Feel their aura. Although there is no death aura, the aura is still similar." Taoist Wuya felt angry about this, and his tone couldn't help but change.
high.
What kind of character is he? How could he deceive others?
Chu Cheng frowned, calmed down, and felt the auras of those two people. Sure enough, they were similar to those in the Three Realms.
"Who is it?"
At this moment, there was a soft cry. The cold and charming woman noticed the movement, her face suddenly became cold, and the red silk flew out under her hand, and it was as sharp as a long sword, and suddenly the sound was heard in the hiding place of Chu and Cheng.
In an instant, there was a roar. The big stone exploded instantly and was scorched black under the fireworks.
In shock, Chu Cheng faced the blow and felt a hint of pain. Then a strong force came and he was knocked back three feet away and was instantly enveloped in fire.
Taoist Wuya was shocked. He quickly buried his head on the ground and cried: "Woman, spare your life. The little old man and his grandson are from a nearby town. They happened to pass by here...what you did, little old man."
Didn’t see anything.”
"Seventh sister, these two people don't have any fluctuations in their cultivation. There is no doubt that they are mortals."
After hearing this, the gloominess on the face of the cold and beautiful woman receded. She glanced at the body burned by fire not far away and said: "If you are secretly peeking around, no one will think you are someone with evil intentions.
Since you are just a mortal, I won’t kill you.”
As she spoke, the cold and charming woman took out an ingot of gold from her sleeve, threw it to the old man lying on the ground in front of her, and said: "I killed your grandson by mistake. This ingot of gold should be used as burial expenses for your grandson."
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"Thank you so much for not killing the heroine." Upon hearing this, Dao Zun Wuya exhaled and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
After the two monks left and passed a stick of incense, Taoist Wuya dared to raise his head, picked up the golden ingot, picked it up, wiped it, and took another bite.
"Gold, it's really gold. This amount is probably as heavy as ten taels. According to the exchange rate of gold and silver here, one gold is equal to sixteen silvers. That's one hundred and sixty silvers. Get rich! Get rich!
"Taoist Wuya almost jumped to his feet, dancing excitedly.
But at the next moment, he thought of something again. Looking at the burnt corpse, he cried again, almost with snot and tears.
"Boy Chu...you died so miserably. How do you want me to live in the future!"
Taoist Wuya walked tremblingly in front of the corpse, lay down on it, and beat the ground hard, feeling the sadness in his heart pour out.
He finally met people from the same world, and then he had the idea of walking out of here and returning to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Who would have thought that only three months had passed, and this person from the same hometown would just leave like this.
"Don't worry, old man, I deserve to treat you badly. I will hire the best carpenter to build you the best coffin so that you can have a comfortable place to lie down after your death." Taoist Wuya wiped his nose with his sleeve.
Choked.
"It's better to keep this coffin for your own use."
At this moment, a voice fell. Taoist Wuya was so frightened that he quickly stood up and looked around, but there was no one else around him.
"Stop looking, I'm fine."
The burnt corpse suddenly lay down and dusted itself off.
Seeing this scene, Taoist Wuya was frightened and took a few steps back. His eyes widened and he said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Have you ever seen a ghost appear in the middle of the day?" Chu Cheng smiled helplessly, picked up the corner of his clothes that had not been burnt to ashes, and covered the important parts. He said: "When that blow hits, I also think that I will definitely die.
But he was unscathed."
Taoist Wuya's eyes widened, staring again and again. He said in disbelief: "Impossible, you are unable to use your current cultivation level. How could you survive that blow to the front?"
Chu Cheng stood up and walked to a big tree. He said: "I think so too. But I didn't die. I didn't even leave any scars. There is only one explanation."
As he finished speaking, Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and punched the tree directly.
With this punch, the big tree instantly shattered layer by layer, leaving only sawdust flying in the sky.