After the war, a rain washed away all traces, the mountains reunited, and the flowers, plants and trees returned to normal overnight.
It was like a dream, including the "battle between gods and demons" that people in the town witnessed with their own eyes.
In the tea shop of Lu Ying's family, there is another patient. He Xi, who was kidnapped by Yan Song and Qian Dai, is still in a coma. He Xu is holding the stick full of thorns and refuses to close his eyes no matter how sleepy he is. , guarding him fiercely.
In order to prevent further intrusions by people with evil intentions, I estimate that I will have to rest here for a while.
Fu Qi, Li You, Mu Tao, and the sleepy Xia Ze sat neatly on a square table, surrounded by bustling diners. Lu Ying cooked today, making authentic red oil hand-cooked dishes. .
The plump white hands are soaked in the bone soup, and the beads are round and moist. They are then drizzled with a layer of bright red oil and sprinkled with a little coriander powder. They are steaming with steam, making people salivate.
There was a blush on Mu Tao's pretty face. Li You, the scribes in the Fuqi bowl were of normal weight. When it came to her bowl, Lu Ying smiled and flicked her wrist, and the scribes in the bowl shrank into small pieces. Mountain bag.
Li You and Fu Qi looked at each other and smiled.
Mu Tao was about to attack the two of them. Xia Ze, whose hair looked as messy as a bird's nest, drowsily used a spoon to scoop Mu Tao's mound-like hand into his own bowl, and was unexpectedly slapped by Lu Ying. Slap on the back of the head.
"There was a sloppy old man who came to you just now. He asked you to go to him before you left. He wanted to give you something important. This old man was strange. He was dressed in sloppy clothes, but he was quite understanding. As a matter of etiquette, let him come in and sit for a while, but he won't even say anything."
"Master Qi'er, I understand." Xia Ze agreed.
Mu Tao gently moved a golden copper coin and an emerald ring finger to Xia Ze's bowl before he could speak.
"This ring is a small cave made by Wu Zui from this land. He spent a lot of time and energy to create a small cave. It is connected to your ancestral home. It is inappropriate to call it a small cave. It should be said to be a square inch object of higher quality. It will not be used from now on. It's too conspicuous to carry that semi-immortal weapon with you in the streets."
Li You and Fu Qi looked at the copper coin and felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
Xia Ze picked up the wrench and looked at Mu Tao, who was just talking: "With just a thought, you can take out and place things freely. The space is not big, so keep it for use."
Mu Tao didn't look at him, as if she could see the disappointment on that guy's face just by meeting her eyes.
"This copper coin is no better than the coins on the market in Daqi and Dazhou. It is an immortal coin used by monks on the mountain. It is called Daxueqian. This coin contains the genealogy of immortal masters and condenses the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers. It can be used to improve the quality of magic weapons and mounts. If exchanged for silver, it is roughly One million taels of silver."
Xia Ze was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of hot soup and hurriedly pushed the copper coin back to Mu Tao: "Miss Mu, this thing is too valuable. I can't have it. You take it back."
Mu Tao still pushed the coin to Xia Ze's hand: "You keep it, this coin is the reward you deserve. You saved Li You, and tomorrow we have to trouble you to take us to the Mawei Grave. As for you Whether you use it to warm up the semi-immortal weapon, or let the alien beast Yuan Fei refine it, it's up to you."
Xia Ze looked at Mu Tao with a serious face and felt a little disappointed for no reason: "Miss Mu, are you leaving soon?"
Mu Tao nodded: "When the visit to the mountain to worship our ancestors is over, we must return to Longshengzhou immediately."
The trace of sadness in the young man's eyebrows disappeared in an instant, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up and said: "Okay, let me make some preparations and set off tomorrow."
The young man quickened his pace, turned around and said with a smile: "I'm going to ask Mr. Beggar to have his fortune told, and wish that my trip to the mountain will go smoothly tomorrow."
Xia Ze ran away like a panicked wild dog.
Outside the tea shop, there was a young man in green clothes, walking around and looking into the inner courtyard of the tea shop, looking for some beautiful figure in his heart, almost looking forward to it.
Xu Hun stood aside, dumbfounded. He didn't know why Wei Yuhan, the second prince of Da Qi, hanged himself on the Mutao tree.
Xia Ze, who opened the curtain, and Wei Yuhan, who was looking at the scene, looked at each other.
"Is it you?" they both said in unison.
Wei Yuhan's eyes were contemptuous: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for Miss Mu."
Xia Ze crossed his arms across his chest and placed them in front of the door: "Miss Mu is not here, tell me if you have anything to do."
Wei Yuhan mocked: "Just you? Let's fight?"
Seeing the young man in green being so shameless, Xia Ze felt angry for no reason.
"Just what I wanted."
Xia Ze turned his right hand, and the Lihuo Bahuang Sword was supposed to come out in response, but it was indifferent. Only then did he remember that the semi-immortal weapon had been damaged in yesterday's bloody battle.
"I'll beat you with my fist." Xia Ze thought in his mind.
Seeing that something was going wrong, Xu Hun quickly jumped out to smooth things over: "Yu Han, it's not in line with the rules of a scholar to attack someone else's house."
Wei Yuhan paused: "That's not good."
Unexpectedly, Xia Ze couldn't get down the stairs at all. He clenched his fist and pointed his thumb behind him: "Then go fight somewhere else."
Xu Hong stomped his feet angrily.
The two of them walked away and chose an open place to stand. Just as they were about to take action, a wisp of green smoke fell down.
, wearing a rosy coat, cupped his hands towards Wei Yuhan and said, "Sir, I have important matters to discuss with you, little friend Xia Ze. Can we decide the outcome later?"
Wei Yuhan and Xu Hun were sweating profusely from behind, unable to move at all.
Mr. Beggar and Xia Ze were walking in the Niuti Alley of Yunxi Town. Their steps were not fast, but the things around them were passing by like white horses passing by. I am afraid that even the magical armor and horse talisman could not be caught. Xia Ze was minding his own business.
He walked without talking.
In the end, the old man couldn't help it anymore: "Then Xiao Nizi will leave Yunxi Town soon. You are so active, and I'm probably going to be very sad."
Xia Ze rolled his eyes at him. This old man was now well-dressed and well-dressed. He was not crazy anymore, but when he talked, he was always talking about something.
Mr. Qier shook his head and said with a smile: "Is it because I was angry that I kept it secret from you for so long?"
Xia Ze shook his head: "Whether you are a homeless person in rags or in rich clothes, a beggar master is a beggar master. Miss Mu is not the type of person here, and she will go back one day. I can get to know him.
I'm very happy, but not so happy, it seems like it reminds me of the time when I was very poor."
"My parents are gone, and then my eldest brother is gone too. The days when crying and making noises can be exchanged for favors no longer exist, but we still have to live. That group of lonely children, the crazy beggar master, my sister-in-law, these people
You still have to rely on me, so I bite the bullet and life is not that difficult. Getting to know Miss Mu is like me being in the dark night. One day, a beam of light shines in and takes me on a long, long journey. If
If I can do anything for Miss Mu in the end, I hope it will make her happy."
Taoist Taiyi was deep in thought when he suddenly saw the young man smiling and asking, "Master Qi'er, are you a god?"
Taoist Taiyi nodded, with a bitter smile: "He was either a great god or a lowly god. After the Emperor of Heaven disbanded, he imprisoned himself in this small Yunxi Cave for thousands of years. Listen to the complaints of the poor people in the world.
My ears are almost getting calluses from listening to it, and having a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals in charge of the underground will be cool and happy."
Clouds and mist rose up under the feet of the two men, and under Taoist Taiyi's feet, a lion and beast roared, resounding through the sky.
"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, but some mysteries involve the avenue of heaven and earth, so I can't tell you. This is Yunxi Cave, also known as Tianmu Cave, among the thirty-six caves. There are thirty-six caves in the Taoist Immortal Realm.
, seventy-two blessed lands, six heavens in the desire realm, eighteen heavens in the color realm, four days in the colorless realm, four days in the seed realm, and three clear heavens. In the great Luo heaven, the immortals in the six realms can grow each time they ascend to one heaven.
Ninety thousand years ago, the battle between the gods of water and fire ten thousand years ago, after the battle between the gods of water and fire, it no longer has this effect."
"Since the day the cave was formed, it has enjoyed a thousand years of luck. The children in the cave, in the eyes of all the forces outside, are the best embryos for cultivating the Taoism. The Mawei grave in the north of the town was once a place where immortals were buried thousands of years ago.
The ruins of the war were probably fought over something. All kinds of gods and great masters fell here, leaving behind various issues and treasures. Even if it is a piece of rag, if someone outside picks it up, it will be regarded as a treasure."
"As soon as this place opened, countless sects and wild cultivators in mountains and lakes crowded their heads trying to get in and gain opportunities. For thousands of years, I have been sitting here and barely maintained a relatively peaceful rule. I just have to be subject to regular inspections.
The townspeople are getting incense, but there is no good thing in this world. I have been tinkering with the Dongtian Grand Formation for the past hundred years, and I am almost running out of gas. I am afraid it will be difficult to resist the counterattack and collapse of the Dongtian Beast Avenue. By then, all
Everything will turn into a handful of loess."
"I don't have much time," the old man said slowly.
"People outside look at the people in this cave like a jackal staring at the sheep in the sheepfold. They can do whatever it takes. Even your fate, Xia Ze, has been tampered with by outside forces.
But the gods, enjoying the incense of the human world, are euphemistically called Dongtianmu, but they really treat people as animals."
Xia Ze's eyes widened.
"I don't like this world, so I want to give you something while I still have a few breaths."
Xia Ze asked: "Why me?"
Taiyi Taoist asked slowly: "Xia boy, how do you view the good and evil in this world?"
Xia Ze was usually most afraid of people dropping his book bag and touching his head: "Master Beggar, I haven't studied much. You know, good and evil things probably come from one person who sees something owned by others, ignores the laws of the country and the family, takes advantage of it, and takes advantage of it."
It is for oneself; there is also a person who sees that others are short of food and clothing, hungry and cold, and he himself is destitute, but he is willing to give a bowl of rice or a bowl of hot soup, this is a good thing."
Taiyi Taoist nodded: "The words are rough but not rough. The saint has neither good nor evil, but does neither good nor evil, and does not remain angry. It is like a flower and a weed. When you want
When you go to enjoy the flowers, that weed is evil; but when people need to use the dried weeds to make a fire for cooking, it becomes good. Therefore, there is no good or evil in the world. When Qi moves, selfish desires move.
"
He asked again: "Then how to become a saint?"
Xia Ze was really stumped now.
"The reason why a saint is a saint is because his heart is pure and pure without any impurities of desire, just like the reason why pure gold is gold is because of its pure color and without the impurities of copper and lead."
Taiyi Taoist shook his head and sighed slightly: "But for thousands of years, scholars all over the world have been walking on the path of saints, but the world has not changed for the better. What's wrong? The fault is with the saints? The fault is with the scholars.
Is the knowledge not deep enough? Or is it the tug-of-war between good and evil in everyone's hearts in these mountains and rivers?"
"Being a saint is so troublesome. Mr. Qi'er, can I not follow the path of a saint? Just set up a ruler in my heart. I will read more books in the future and have rules and principles in my stomach to guide me through the world.
Today, my fists, my sword, and the path I have walked are all principles." Xia Ze was a little embarrassed.
But he quickly cheered up: "As long as I can stand upright with the truth in my heart, then my sword and punch will be faster! If there is a villain, I will hit him!"
The beggar master changed the topic and said with a kind smile: "Then how do you make sure that this ruler is not skewed or too thin again?"
"this......"
"That makes the question simple. You must have great righteousness in your heart. What is righteousness? The first is the greatest strength. The second is the courage to take the world as one's own responsibility, assume moral responsibility, and be fearless. The third is the gentleman standing upright in heaven and earth.
There is an upright and impartial spirit between them. But this Haoran righteousness is not formed by good intentions in a day and a moment. In everything, you have to ask your own conscience, is this feasible? Only by following your heart's desires and not exceeding the rules can you cultivate your Haoran spirit well!
"
The old man thought to himself and smiled and said: "There is no need to be that saint. They are eating cold pig heads in the temple, full of sour principles. Read more books and become a gentleman of flesh and blood. It is very good and a great kindness."
In the blink of an eye, a majestic Tianmen appeared in front of us. Two golden dragons were coiled on the Chinese watch. The golden three-legged crow flapped its wings and turned into a bright sun. There was another toad making loud noises in its belly. The moon was clear and waxing.
, and the cycle begins again and again.
There are bursts of glow and smoke.
Inside the Tianmen, there were a group of fairies, immortals, and spiritual officials dressed in gorgeous clothes and armors, their faces full of anger.
In the center, the old man in the town was holding a paintbrush and was addicted to alcohol. There was gossip on his robe, and he angrily shouted: "How dare you, a little mortal, to trespass into the important land of the Immortal Family and not kowtow down? I will spare your life."
The swarthy boy became angry and said, "I have a lot of righteousness in my heart, so I want to worship your mother!"