On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

The next day, the sky cleared, and in front of the Shangqing Hall, Feng Ling'er bit her fingertips and looked at Xu Nian, while Jiang Yunzi was praising: "The fifth level of Qi refining, directly enlightened to two realms, this is also rare in the cultivation world .”

Feng Ling'er has always been heartless, and the greatest joy of the day is that the seven peaks and seven mountains take turns running every day, digging out the bird's nest of Shangqing Peak, picking the flowers planted by Qin Junruo of Qixiu Peak, and pulling the flowers of Chen Qiudao on Rongyang Peak. Beard, played with Zhengzhufeng Wei Zhengze's whisk——

So even though she was taken back to Sanqingzong by Fan Qingrang when she was a baby, and she started cultivating immortality since she was sensible, and now she has been cultivating for three years, and she is still only at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Feng Ling'er looked at Xu Nian with some distaste in her heart, and Jiang Yunzi said to her and Chu Heng cheerfully: "Look, my school "Shang Qing Dao Yi" is indeed mysterious in Taoism, and Ah Nian can only understand it after reading half of the book. Two realms."

After a pause, Jiang Yunzi focused on naming Feng Ling'er: "Your little senior brother started later than you, and now his cultivation level is higher than yours."

When Jiang Yunzi said this, he smiled meaningfully. Seeing this, Feng Ling'er really worked hard in the morning class, and she no longer scratched her ears and cheeks as usual. Reading "Shang Qing Dao Yi" was like having nails under her buttocks.

Xu Nian was a little embarrassed, and Chu Heng couldn't see any joy on his face, but when he read "Shang Qing Dao Yi" in the morning, he could always see a bit of impetuousness in the speed of turning pages.

Sitting in front of the three little guys, Jiang Yunzi watched the three little ghosts with different postures. On the one hand, he was relieved that Feng Ling'er had started to work hard. On the other hand, he saw Chu Heng's impetuous mind, but he didn't make any comments. He waved to Xu Nian: "A Nian, come here."

Xu Nian was watching the second half of "Shang Qing Dao Yi", when he heard this, he got up and walked around from behind the short table to Jiang Yunzi.

Jiang Yunzi first said to him: "You have realized two realms in a row, so don't worry about it later. Now the main thing is to stabilize your cultivation base. Haste makes waste. I hope you can remember this sentence."

Then, Jiang Yunzi touched Xu Nian's wrist, and said: "You are congenitally deficient, and your veins are thinner than ordinary people. You originally realized two realms at once, and the Sanqing sect has sufficient spiritual energy. You should have directly hit the sixth level of Qi Refining. Now it seems that although the continuous source of true energy has washed your meridians, but now you can only withstand the cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi refining."

After hearing Jiang Yunzi's words, Xu Nian concluded that he was probably a genius for enlightenment, but his body would be a drag.

"However, when you reach the foundation-building stage, it's equivalent to washing your bones and renewing your bones, and your own congenital deficiencies are no longer a problem on the road of cultivation." Jiang Yunzi looked at him with a kind tone, "After all, you were born with immortal fate, so you should be cultivating immortals. born."

Jiang Yunzi's words sounded like a compliment, but Xu Nian listened to it carefully in his heart and always felt that something was wrong, but he still replied respectfully and thanked the master for the compliment.

Then he uttered the question in his heart: "Master, in "Shangqing Daoyi", the Qi refining period is divided into three realms, which are enlightenment of heaven and earth, enlightenment of three thousand ways, and enlightenment of original mind. I have doubts about the last realm."

Jiang Yunzi looked at Xu Nian and motioned him to continue. Xu Nian asked: "Original heart, does it mean to follow one's own will, stick to one's own principles... or something like that? But if this person harbors evil thoughts and is paranoid and malicious , so what is the realization of such a heart?"

Jiang Yunzi suddenly smiled. He looked at Xu Nian, and his voice was full of emotion: "Do you know what your heart is? Is it for the Tao and longevity? Or for the power to move mountains and seas? Or just simply pursue to become stronger?"

Xu Nian was stunned, Jiang Yunzi stretched out his hand and patted his head: "You haven't even seen this world once, you have walked through it once, but it's too early to talk about the original heart here because of your childish nature."

What Jiang Yunzi said was euphemistic, but Xu Nian could hear the hidden meaning. It is too self-satisfied for a young child to dare to talk about the truth.

Xu Nian nodded, but he didn't understand anything in his heart, so he replied to Jiang Yunzi, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Jiang Yunzi stood up and took out a wooden sword at this time, Xu Nian was even more puzzled, Jiang Yunzi explained to him: "After the morning class, there will be a sword training class. I am a sword repairer in the Sanqing sect. The "Shangqing Daoyi" you practiced was also compiled by the ancestors who realized from the Eighteen Swords of the Shangqing."

"Before you came, the sword training class was taught by your uncle Siyuan." Jiang Yunzi waved his Taoist robe and stood back a few steps, "But he realized something a few days ago, and now he is meditating and practicing. Ye Yunqi from Zhengzhu Peak will teach you the sword training class, but if you want to get started, you still need to be taught by the teacher."

"Look carefully."

After Jiang Yunzi finished speaking, he stood still, held a sword in one hand, and raised his hand very slowly. It was a gesture. Xu Nian opened his eyes wide. In just a moment, he felt that Jiang Yunzi's amiable temperament changed instantly.

A sword should probably be something sharp and hurtful.

However, Jiang Yunzi was slowly getting up there, and Xu Nian felt as if he saw the seven peaks of the Sanqing Sect that he saw when he came. temperament.

It is also like the word "Shangqing" on the plaque in front of the Hall of Shangqing, which is introverted and magnificent, simple and solemn, and has been buried for many years.

"The eighteen sword styles of the Shangqing are divided into six stages, and each stage is divided into three changes."

Jiang Yunzi moved extremely slowly, as if in order to let Xu Nian remember the moves, he rose up and down again, and said, "The moon rises from the sea."

Turning around again, he raised his sword: "The mountains are high and the rivers are falling."

Then he stabbed straight with the sword, and said: "There was a sudden thunder on the flat ground."

Xu Nian looked at it with wide eyes without blinking, and looked a little dumbfounded. Eighteen sword styles and six moves were finally collected in "One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States".

Jiang Yunzi's swordsmanship was extremely slow, but his realm was so high, Xu Nian just felt that his whole body had become like that continuous mountain and river standing between the sky and the earth.

The vast expanse is unspeakable, but I am proud of myself.

But when he watched the last move, he couldn't help connecting the eighteen sword moves together in his mind, from the first move "from the sea to the bright moon" to the last move "one sword with frost and fourteen states".

There is a faint rush of wind in my ears, but the sun penetrates the wind, and the years flow to countless times before, and there is someone walking alone in the time——

I don't know how many years I have walked, and I don't know how many roads I have walked.

But I know that the past years... can never be recovered.

"Child..."

The sound of Jiang Yunzi's sigh awakened Xu Nian, Xu Nian stretched out his hand to wipe his face, but he didn't know when he had already burst into tears.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. Jiang Yunzi spoke with some pity mixed in: "Chu Heng had seen the Eighteen Sword Styles of the Shangqing, and imitated it for the first time. It was a young man's vigor and magnificence. When the sword energy is in the air, it is fierce and unparalleled."

"Feng Ling'er has remembered less than half of the Eighteen Sword Styles so far, but every time he does it, he feels a little light and casual. It seems that there is a leaf floating in the wind in the middle of the Dao, and he is carefree and self-satisfied."

"What about you, what did you realize?"

Jiang Yunzi finished speaking, but without waiting for Xu Nian to reply, he put the wooden sword into Xu Nian's hand: "Try to do it again, remember how much is how much."

Xu Nian took the sword, and Feng Linger didn't sit there for long. Seeing that Xu Nian was about to start wielding the sword, he immediately put down the book, looked excitedly with his eyes wide open, holding his chin, and almost came to count snacks and tea. She can eat and drink while watching.

Chu Heng glanced at her, did not comment on this girl, but involuntarily put down the book to look at Xu Nian.

He first saw Xu Nian take a few poses as soon as he got up, and finally he seemed to match what he saw, but Chu Heng looked a thousand miles away from the real start.

The same is true for the following moves, Chu Heng shook his head in his heart, and felt a little complacent in his heart. He was much better than Xu Nian back then, and he could imitate the next half after Jiang Yunzi used the Eighteen Sword Styles once.

Xu Nian's movements over there were also very slow, even slower than when Jiang Yunzi was demonstrating.

At the beginning, he didn't understand what Jiang Yunzi said that there were three changes between each big move, but when he started to practice it, he realized that there were countless small changes between big moves, not just three changes, he almost had to think about it every time he moved Jiang Yunzi's actions.

There is a saying in Taoism, one life is two, two is three, three is all things, and has been slowly doing the last move "one sword frost fourteen states", Xu Nian only felt that this set of swordsmanship really matched the most classic Taoism of this sentence.

There are three changes in each of the eighteen sword styles. It is true that all things are born from the three, and the changes are endless.

Xu Nian retracted his sword, a thick layer of sweat was forming on his back, and Chu Heng clenched his hands tightly in his Taoist robe. No matter how slow Xu Nian did a set of sword skills, he did it completely.

"Wow--"

Feng Ling'er opened her mouth wide: "You remember everything, little brother?"

Xu Nian nodded: "I have never forgotten since I was a child, but I just memorized the eighteen sword styles of the Shangqing. It is still a long way before I can truly master them and be able to perform them."

"It's already amazing!"

Feng Ling'er shook her head to stop Xu Nian's complacency.

At the same time, the girl thought with great relief that Xu Nian was a genius, and of course she couldn't compare to a little girl with ordinary qualifications, so the little bit of self-motivation that had just been inspired disappeared under the girl's appreciation of Xu Nian.

After the morning class was over, the three of them began to eat the porridge and side dishes brought by Daotong, and she even swallowed it into her stomach along with the breakfast.

It can be seen that Ye Yunqi said before that everything she learned was learned in the stomach of a dog, and what she said was actually very correct.

When breakfast was over, Ye Yunqi still came with a wooden sword. When he landed, the three children, Chu Heng, had already started to consciously practice the fourth move of the Shangqing Eighteen Swords Style, "Pingyang Luoqiuyan".

Feng Ling'er was still pestering Xu Nian: "There is no homework in the afternoon, little brother, let's go to Qixiu Peak to play, the sisters of Qixiu Peak are so gentle."

Over there, Ye Yunqi looked at Chu Heng, and walked over to him, sneering: "I'm impetuous, Pingyang will fall into autumn geese, let's fall into ducks."

Chu Heng paused his sword hand, turned around to look at Ye Yunqi's back, and had the urge to stab Ye Yunqi through with the wooden sword in his hand.

Can he owe any more!

Over there, Xu Nian looked up at the man walking over, and realized in his heart that this was Ye Yunqi from Zhengzhu Peak.

Ye Yunqi looked at Xu Nian, and Xu Nian also observed him.

He was tall and slender, dressed in black clothes, with black hair standing high on the back of his head, his whole body was covered in black, but it made his face fairer.

Coupled with the beautiful eyebrows and small face, she looks as beautiful as a woman. If it weren't for the sharp temperament on her body, she would look a little feminine as a man.

"Senior brother Yun Qi."

Xu Nian lowered his hands and bowed, Feng Ling'er had already hid behind Xu Nian with the wooden sword in his arms, with a look of hatred on his face that he wanted to say nothing.

"Xu Nian."

Ye Yunqi opened his mouth, first smiled, and then asked: "Did you wake up yesterday, so can the master teach you the Shangqing Eighteen Sword Styles this morning?"

"Master has taught it."

Xu Nian replied, Ye Yun nodded: "I'm not a swordsman, and I don't use a sword. Your swordsmanship is brought in by the master. I don't talk too much. I say it's for you to teach, but it's just to feed you. It's just a trick."

"The master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual."

Ye Yunqi gestured with the wooden sword in his hand: "What's more, I'm not your master either."

Xu Nian nodded, Ye Yunqi said: "You practice first, if you want to compete with me, come to me."

Ye Yunqi looked at Feng Ling'er with a smile again: "Little Lingdang, come over and have a few moves with senior brother, let me see if you have made any progress."

Feng Ling'er originally thought that Xu Nian would also have a taste of "Ye's whipping" today, but she didn't expect Ye Yunqi to let Xu Nian just let it go, she opened her eyes and shouted: "That's not a match! Abuse me unilaterally!"

Ye Yunqi let out a soft "hum", and said gloomyly: "If you don't come here with a sword, how about I go over and beat you unilaterally as you said?"

Only then did Feng Ling'er aggrievedly come out from behind Xu Nian with the wooden sword in hand, and Xu Nian saw Feng Ling'er put it out with great proficiency.

Over there, Ye Yunqi came up with the move "Thunder on the flat ground". Xu Nianxin thought that he should use "Autumn Geese in Pingyang", but when Feng Ling'er used the move "Winter snow sinks into the sun", he flickered, Instead of taking Ye Yunqi's trick hard, he dodged it.

Xu Nian secretly thought that this move was a good one, and then Ye Yunqi moved quickly, flipping his wrist, he couldn't see what Ye Yunqi did, so he heard Feng Ling'er groan, and shouted: "Hit again!" My ass! She is a girl!"

"Little yellow doll."

Ye Yunqi sneered, another sword move in his hand, Feng Ling'er covered his buttocks with one hand, and sent it up with "Mountains are high and Jiuchuan" with the other, and he actually took Ye Yunqi's move.

Xu Nian was fascinated by watching from the sidelines, so he simply sat down cross-legged, put the wooden sword on his knees, and began to watch the two fight each other.

Feng Ling'er lost to Ye Yunqi after all, and was defeated within ten moves.

Xu Nian didn't know that just yesterday, Feng Ling'er couldn't even pass five moves.

Ye Yunqi called Chu Heng over again, Chu Heng was very proficient in a set of swordsmanship.

Ye Yunqi laughed at him for being airy, but the two of them could have more than ten moves, but only fifteen moves, for Chu Heng who only had five moves more than Feng Linger——

I deeply feel that this is one of the unspeakable shames in life!

After Chu Heng was also slapped a few times, he and Feng Ling'er also reflected a lot. When the two started to think and explore with Ye Yunqi, how to use the move and how to do it correctly .

Ye Yunqi put away the wooden sword, turned around and saw Xu Nian sitting cross-legged on the ground, he walked over and sat down too: "Did you see something, or you didn't remember the Eighteen Sword Styles of Shangqing, now you want to practice sword But you can't even make a move?"

Xu Nian shook his head and touched the wooden sword: "I was thinking about how I would have responded if I had fought against you just now."

Ye Yunqi felt that this little brat had just learned about swords at such a young age, and it was ridiculous to pretend to be advanced, so he said contemptuously: "Then how do you deal with it, Junior Brother Xu Nian?"

"I don't know how to deal with it at all."

Xu Nian stood up and replied honestly, the eighteen sword styles have six major moves and three changes, and the third is infinite. He can't understand the infinite.

Ye Yunqi was choked up by this answer, Xu Nian had already started to practice slowly from the starting position, before he uttered a sentence: "You are still...true and sincere."

Then he just sat there, not looking at whether the three little ghosts were lazy or if they were really practicing their swords. He actually took out a script book and wrote the words "The Peony Pavilion". look.

Chu Heng and Feng Ling'er were not surprised, and Xu Nian didn't care too much. He fumbled and tried to practice the Eighteen Sword Styles. Whether it was right or wrong, it was like reading a book first. The first trick is to explore and practice carefully.

Ye Yunqi turned over the scene of wandering in the garden and dreaming a dream several times, before he put down the book and stretched.

Then I went to see a few little ghosts, and saw that Xu Nian's momentum "rising from the sea and the bright moon" had already looked good, so he became very humble, and went up to "winter snow sinks into the sun" to pick up Xu Nian's sword.

Xu Nian looked at the wooden sword that he fell to the ground in surprise, and Ye Yunqi hooked his fingers over there: "Little Lingdang, come here and make a few gestures with the senior brother, and then the get out of class is over."

Feng Ling'er shook her head quickly with a bitter face: "Can I not make gestures?"

Ye Yunqi raised his eyebrows, Chu Heng stepped forward and pointed at Ye Yunqi with a sword: "Brother, I will compete with you."

After saying that, this time Chu Heng took the lead, Ye Yunqi turned his wrist, dodged the sword sideways, and turned his hand to strike with the wooden sword. Chu Heng's sword stab was too sharp but also very reckless. Even the kid who couldn't practice his posture well knew that Chu Heng was reckless.

Two moves, Chu Heng stabs, Ye Yunqi hides, and slaps, Chu Heng has lost.

"Reckless, reckless like an ordinary man." Ye Yunqi threw the wooden sword, as if extremely disappointed, he jumped on the sword, Yujian left, leaving a very ironic sentence, "If you really encounter an enemy, you are the best!" Do you want to die?"

"Little brother?"

When Ye Yun disappeared after taking off, Feng Linger whispered to Chu Heng, Xu Nian didn't know how to speak, the atmosphere was too embarrassing.

Chu Heng turned around, still holding the wooden sword in his hand, with a flat face, and said in a warm voice: "What do you want me to do?"

Xu Nian was silent, Chu Heng continued to pretend, he must have whipped Ye Yun back and forth thousands of times in his heart.

"Are you not angry?" Feng Ling'er was innocent, and immediately smiled, "Oh, brother, your temper is really unique in the Sanqing sect. I can't find anyone with a better temper than you."

Xu Nian thought to himself, this is really a big misunderstanding.

"Can I go to South Park to play with you in the afternoon?"

Apart from Chu Heng and Xu Nian, Feng Ling'er couldn't find any younger disciples in Qifeng. Chu Heng was noncommittal, and the three little devils walked towards the South Garden together.

When they arrived at the South Garden, Dao Tong had already cooked the meal. When they went back, there was covered food on the table, which was still steaming. The three little ones were already starving, so they all sat at the table to solve the problem of food and clothing first.

After dinner, Dao Tong came to clear the table and left, Feng Linger couldn't stay idle, Xu Nian always had the habit of taking a nap, but this girl pestered her to play origami.

The study on the second floor cut out paper and folded a few frogs and toads with big bellies. Xu Nian accompanied Feng Linger to compare whose frogs could jump farther.

When Chu Heng practiced his sword again in the yard, he saw two little ghosts huddled together and leaning against the window, falling asleep.A few unsightly frogs staggered here and there were scattered around the two little ghosts very conspicuously.

It was cold at the end of autumn, the two of them just wanted to huddle together, Chu Heng observed for a while with a blank face, got up and went downstairs, and after a few breaths, came up and covered the two little guys with the blanket in his hand.

Feng Ling'er fell asleep, felt the blanket covering her body, smacked her mouth and shrank, Xu Nian was really tired after practicing swords in the morning, so she stretched out her hand to grab Feng Ling'er in a daze, eyes still Without opening.

Chu Heng squatted on the ground and looked at the two brats. Seeing this, he stretched out his hand and poked Feng Ling'er's face with baby fat, and touched Xu Nian's still fleshless face. He stood up and smiled slightly.

The autumn wind blows outside the window, the wind chimes are blown, and the sound of "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" floats into my ears with the wind.

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soul night

Qi Siyuan had a very long time to realize Taoism this time, and Feng Ling'er took another five days of the sword training class taught by Ye Yunqi, and finally understood the meaning of looking through the autumn water by himself.

Xu Nian and Chu Heng, Chu Heng inevitably felt resentment towards Ye Yunqi, but he found that Ye Yunqi never showed mercy and never stopped, which made his first three moves that were originally empty-handed have a faint possibility. For the remarkable places, I am also grateful to Ye Yunqi in my heart.

However, Ye Yunqi couldn't stand Ye Yunqi's sloppy mouth, usually a little gratitude didn't take long, Chu Heng still wanted to stab Ye Yunqi right through with the wooden sword in his hand.

Xu Nian had some doubts in his heart, not only him, Chu Heng and Feng Ling'er could feel that Ye Yunqi was relatively lenient towards him, although he still owed a lot in speaking, he treated Xu Nian much more gently. .

If it was said that he was slapping Chu Heng and Feng Ling'er, then Xu Nian was really just patting.

"Obviously I am the youngest, why are you so strict with me?"

Feng Ling'er leaned on the sword in one hand and rubbed her buttocks in the other, complaining bitterly, Xu Nian had already stopped the sword, watching Chu Heng and Ye Yun fight with her, counting silently in her heart.

When Chu Heng was put on the neck by Ye Yunqi's wooden sword, exactly twenty strokes later, Ye Yunqi retracted the sword, and praised rarely: "Diligence can make up for weakness, at least you are worthy of praise for this."

Chu Heng withdrew his sword, a little joyful smile appeared on his face, and then he quickly pressed it down again.

Ye Yunqi took out the wooden sword at this time, and the wooden sword became bigger. He signaled the three little ghosts to go up: "It's natural to be trapped in this place all day without seeing the mountains and rivers. ’ That’s all, there’s still a long way to go to ‘enlighten’.”

"Let's go for a walk in the mountains with senior brother and me today."

Both Xu Nian and Chu Heng put on the wooden sword honestly, Feng Linger was 1 people who were unwilling, but she was small and light, Ye Yunqi directly reached out to hold her back collar, and threw the little girl on the sword up.

Standing up with the sword, after all, this is not the first time Xu Nian has "go to heaven", and he is not as anxious as the previous two times.

Chu Heng looked at the scenery below and quickly passed by, and he had doubts in his heart. Ye Yunqi's sword was extremely fast, and when he fell into the deep mountain, several people jumped off the sword. Chu Heng asked: "It's all three The seven peaks of Qingzong are outside the barrier of the mountain guard, why did they come so far away?"

Ye Yunqi blinked: "Didn't I go all the way north and now land at the foot of Guanxing Peak?"

Feng Ling'er opened her eyes wide and shouted: "Senior Brother, this is not Guanxing Peak, how could I not even recognize my family!"

Xu Nian thought to himself, if Ye Yunqi doesn't distinguish between east, west and north, then it's not easy for him to land correctly from Zhengzhu Peak to Shangqing Peak every day.

Ye Yunqi's face was rarely embarrassed, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

He turned sideways suddenly, and the wooden sword stabbed at the ancient wood next to him. The three little guys only felt a gust of wind flash past their ears. Feng Ling'er turned to look at the ancient wood, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Xu Nian and Chu Heng saw an emerald green snake as thick as a baby's forearm nailed to death on the ancient tree, with its mouth open halfway, it seemed that it wanted to attack Ye Yunqi just now, but unexpectedly——

It became Ye Yunqi's stomach.

The emerald green snake was peeled and roasted with spices on the fire rack. It smelled good. Ye Yunqi took out a jade talisman and asked Chu Heng to pin it to his waist.

"This morning, you are going to catch three golden feather chickens back." Ye Yunqi turned over the snake meat on the fire rack, "Chu Heng, you are a senior brother, that is, the captain of the team. Broken jade talisman, I will arrive immediately."

"But don't tell me to save you if you meet a wild boar." Ye Yunqi said with a half-smile, "Okay, the three of you can go catch the chicken now."

The three little ghosts looked at each other, Chu Heng took the lead and left Ye Yunqi's side.

Ye Yunqi couldn't be seen after walking all the way, so Feng Ling'er said: "What are we doing catching chickens? Can this exercise our swordsmanship?"

"I think...brother may want to bake it."

Xu Nian stared at the sky speechlessly, Chu Heng didn't express his opinion, but just warned: "Deep mountain and old forest, you two don't leave my side."

Chu Heng's words fell, and Feng Ling'er opened her eyes wide and shouted: "Golden Feather Chicken! Brother! Let's catch the chicken!"

Before Chu Heng could say "Don't run around", Feng Ling'er had already rushed out. The little girl didn't learn the Eighteen Sword Styles very well, but she had learned her master's "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" where the wind blows at her feet.

It is said that Bu Gua, a disciple of Guanxing Peak, has a crow's mouth, and it is inevitable that he will be hunted down when he says that he is in pain, so the ancestor created a set of exercises for escaping under his feet, called "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi".

Feng Ling'er didn't know much about this set of battles, but it was better than Xu Nian and Chu Heng, who could only run with legs. When they caught up with Feng Ling'er out of breath, they also raised their heads like her. Even Chu Heng, who was the best at pretending to be "not surprised" and "reserved and calm", showed surprise.

"Zheng Cheng?"

Feng Ling'er wondered: "Ah, have we all gone to the border of Zheng State under the Sanqingzong Mountain?"

"That's not the word 'Zheng'." Xu Nian rubbed Feng Ling'er's head, "Didn't you notice that there is no ear? It's the word 'Dian'."

"what?"

Feng Ling'er opened her mouth wide, and immediately scratched her head in embarrassment, Chu Heng looked away, and the noise of small merchants selling things could be faintly heard in the city.

But a "Dian" city suddenly appeared in the deep mountains and old forests, no matter how you think about it, there is an indescribable, almost chilly weirdness.

"Let's get out of here, it's too weird."

Chu Heng made a sound, and stretched out his hand to hold Feng Ling'er with special emphasis. Xu Nian doesn't look like a child who can run around, so he must focus on "taking care" of Feng Ling'er.

Unexpectedly, just as he thought of this, he saw Xu Nian running into the city with a "shua", and his speed was not inferior to Feng Ling'er's "turning stars".

"Little brother..."

Feng Ling'er opened her mouth wide, and said in a daze, "Little senior brother ran in."

The expression on Chu Heng's face changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth, thinking that he was still wearing a tracking jade talisman around his waist, and this place was so close to Sanqingzong, so he led Feng Ling'er into the city together.

Inside the city, Xu Nian chased the figure pushing the wheelchair he saw just now, and rushed into the deep mountain city.

The city is bustling and noisy, with pawns and hawkers, people coming and going, it is very lively, there are rich and noble families in brocade clothes, ordinary people in coarse linen and linen clothes, and street beggars kowtow to beg for money.

In short, it looks like an ordinary bustling town.

Xu Nian rushed in the direction of the person he saw just now, but the figure he glimpsed just now was like "the moon in the mirror, the flower in the water", and he never found it again.

"mother--!"

Xu Nian gasped, bent over and lowered his head, tears fell drop by drop from his eyes.

"Young master, why did you start crying on the street?"

The female voice in front of him was soft, Xu Nian raised his head, a woman in a pink shirt with a red hairpin, holding a pipa in her hand, looked at Xu Nian and said softly, "Did you remember something sad?"

Xu Nian stood up straight, wiped his face, and wiped away his tears. The woman smiled softly and said, "Why are there always so many sad people in this world?"