Time is like an arrow, six years have passed, and the time has reached the fourth year of the Tang calendar, Li Longji, who launched the change of seizing the door and re-ascended the throne, died four years ago, and the emperor's grandson Li Yu ascended the throne and changed the year name to the calendar.

Guo Song also grew from an eight-year-old child to a fourteen-year-old boy.

In the early morning, a thick fog like cow's milk shrouded Kongtong Mountain, and Qingxuguan was also full of fog.

Guo Song stood on the cliff in the west, silently looking at the fog in front of him, although he was only fourteen years old, he was already five feet eight inches tall, that is, about one meter seventy-five, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, a tall and well-proportioned figure, and the muscles of his arms were unusually strong, as if he contained explosive power.

His face was slightly longer, a pair of sword eyebrows went straight into his sideburns, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, with a hint of chill, but he had a huge lion nose, and the hint of joy it brought diluted the coldness in Guo Song's eyes.

Guo Song took a slight breath, his body was slightly vertical, and he jumped off the cliff like a big bird and disappeared into the white mist.

When he was more than twenty zhang below, he grabbed the vine, and his arms withstood the strong downward momentum, his limit was thirty zhang, and his arms could not withstand the downward momentum beyond thirty zhang.

He then let go of his hand and threw himself downward, and about fifty feet from the top of the cliff, he grabbed the vine again and stabilized himself.

Immediately after that, he let go again, and his body threw himself down again, stopping five times in a row in the middle of the way, and finally reached the bottom of the cliff that was one hundred and twenty feet deep.

Overhead was a huge smooth stone wall, surrounded by towering trees, and several monkeys jumped and jumped on the trees, as if mocking Guo Song for falling to the bottom of the cliff.

Guo Song found the iron sand bags thrown down in advance at the bottom of the cliff, each sand bag weighed thirty catties, he tied the two iron sand bags firmly to his legs, and began to climb the mountain.

He is so familiar with the path of climbing upwards that he can't be more familiar, the key is that he has to bear the force of falling sixty catties, which is equivalent to carrying a child to climb the cliff with his bare hands, but he has insisted on it for six years, from the initial ten catties to the current sixty catties, he has been very suitable for this kind of weight-bearing cliff climbing.

What's worse is that he has to climb ten times, which is extremely physically exhausting, and if he only climbs once, he can even climb the cliff with the hundred-pound fourth senior brother on his back.

In just one stick of incense, Guo Song jumped to the top of the cliff with ease, he untied the iron sand bag, and threw it off the cliff, ready to start the second time.

At this time, there was a desolate eagle chirping in the sky, and Guo Song looked up and saw a huge goshawk hovering in the sky.

This is their neighbor, the second senior brother named it Mengzi, its nest is on a hundred feet high stone wall, but he never comes near when he jumps off the cliff, it is the territory of the eagle, for six years, they have been peaceful.

Guo Song has been watching the goshawk retract its wings into the hole, his heart is as calm as water, unaffected by anything, he gently leaned in, and swooped down the mountain again.

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At the end of the exercise, Guo Song picked up a fish basket and shrimp basket and went down the mountain to forage for food.

Senior brother Gan Lei committed a drinking ring last night and was punished by the master for three days, but he ran to the wall in a hurry, and he didn't have to work, Guo Song had to go to forage for food alone.

However, his ability to forage for food now has far surpassed that of the third senior brother, it is early spring in February, and the river at the foot of the mountain has just thawed, but the mountain is still covered with ice and snow, and it will not officially enter spring until mid-March.

Now I can't find anything to eat in the mountains, so I can only go to the river at the foot of the mountain to catch fish, so Guo Song brought another fish bone.

There are two places to catch fish in Kongtong Mountain, one is the Danzheng Lake in Qianshan, where there are rich fishing, there are many fishermen, and various Taoist temples will go down to fish, Guo Song is not very willing to go there, but every time Gan Lei pulls him to go.

Guo Song prefers the Rouge River in the back mountain, where the terrain is steep, the water is turbulent, there are cliffs on both sides, the martial arts are a little weaker, and they can't go down at all, and the Taoist priests with strong martial arts naturally don't have to do the rough work of foraging, so few people in the Rouge River go fishing.

Gan Lei is not here today, and Guo Song is of course going to the Rouge River.

He jumped directly from the cliff, to the bottom of the cliff along a mountain road quickly run, less than a quarter of an hour to run to the back mountain of the Rouge River, the current Rouge River is not as majestic as in the middle of spring, the ice and snow have just melted, the water is murmuring, many boulders are exposed on the water, but in this way also formed a lot of large and small pools of water, there are fish and shrimp in the pool.

Guo Song climbed off the cliff as easily as an ape, if it weren't for his fear of being seen, this cliff more than ten zhang high, he could jump down with a slight jump, and use the willow trees below as a buffer, he could easily go down the stream.

'Chirp-' an eagle chirped in the air.

The fierce son hovered above his head again, Guo Song smiled and waved at it, and after six years of companionship, he felt that this goshawk already knew him.

Guo Song found the largest pool, of course, the pool of water is flowing, the water is full and overflows, and the pool is formed again below, this is the scene of early spring, a month later, the ice and snow in the mountains melted, the water of the Rouge River soared, roaring like thunder, cascading out one after another waterfalls rushed down the mountain.

Guo Song inspected the pond for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, the fish bones shot out like arrows, and when they were pulled out of the water, there was already a half-foot-long carp swaying its tail in despair.

Guo Song took out a knife to cut open the fish belly, pulled out all the internal organs, threw it into the shrimp basket, and sank the shrimp basket into the pool.

At this time, a black shadow passed overhead, Guo Song smiled, picked up the carp and threw it far away to the shore.

After a while, the slightly pretentious goshawk approached the carp with a reluctant face, and it buckled the fish with its claws, pecked a few times with its head down, and then raised its head and looked around vigilantly.

It grabbed the fish with its claws and was about to flap its wings and fly, when it was behind a boulder next to it. A yellow shadow rushed out of the ground, as fast as lightning, and at once swooped down the goshawk from behind, and bit it the back of its neck.

Guo Song was taken aback, grabbed the fish bone without thinking, and shot it out with a raised arm, and the fish bone quickly arrowed, 'Poof! Shot through the yellow figure, the yellow figure screamed miserably, rolled to the side, the goshawk was able to break free at the threshold of life and death, stumbled and spread its wings and flew, and the fish did not want to go, it screamed twice, and flew away in circles towards the cliff nest.

Guo Song ran forward, only to see the ground full of eagle feathers, the yellow figure turned out to be a thin fox, had been stabbed to death, it is estimated that one winter is hungry, even the eagle has become its object of foraging.

Guo Song saw that there was a little blood on the side of the fox's mouth, it should be that the goshawk was also injured, Guo Song sighed softly, although he had seen a lot of this kind of scene of the jungle, but he knew the eagle, and he was really worried about its condition.

Fishing alone is not enough, Guo Song picked some yellow essence and poria cocos nearby, and dug up more than a dozen nests of yam eggs, these are all medicinal materials, but also the food of Taoist priests, as well as astragalus, He Shou Wu, kudzu, wild gourd and the like are all edible things.

In summer and autumn, there are all kinds of mountain fruits, especially red dates and persimmons, there are many in Kongtong Mountain, a large number of picks in autumn, dried dates and persimmons, it becomes winter food.

In the afternoon, he returned to the Taoist temple with a small basket of fish and mountain goods.

Guo Song is still in charge of cooking, and last year the son of Master Mu Zhenzi came up to visit his father in the mountains, and he also built a Qingxu Temple in the capital, and begged his father to return to the capital to practice, but was rejected by Mu Zhen.

But when his son was leaving, Mu Zhenren asked his eldest disciple Gan Feng to follow him back to the capital and became the master of the capital's pure and void view.

As for the other disciples, their minds are not on the cultivation path, and they will soon go their separate ways.

Guo Song was busy in the kitchen alone, he was squatting on the ground peeling yam eggs, but he saw a thick-skinned hand sticking in from the window, sneakily touching something in the steamer?

He was angry and funny, "Master is not here, what are you afraid of?" ”

Ganre'ha! He jumped in from the window, grabbed a few bracken dumplings and shoved them into his mouth, he was really hungry.

The retreat is very leisurely, you don't have to work, you can sleep until you are old, that is, there is only one dinner a day, which is a punishment, of course, this kind of punishment is difficult for a fat man like Gan Lei.

"Senior brother, why don't you bring food to my brother at noon?" He grumbled indistinctly.

"Huh! Didn't you solve it yourself every time, and now you're counting on me again? ”

Gan Lei didn't have time to explain to him, gobbled up seven or eight vegetable dumplings, scooped himself a bowl of fish soup, put two fish on the shelf, squatted aside, and ate the fish and drank the soup carefully.

"Senior brother, Mengzi is injured!" Guo Song's eyebrows were shrouded in a faint layer of worry.

Gan Lei raised his eyebrows and looked at Guo Song in surprise, "What's the matter?" ”

"Bitten by a fox, in the Rouge River." Guo Song briefly told him what happened during the day.

Gan Lei waved his hand, "As long as it can fly, it's fine, go back and recuperate for a few days, and you can see it." ”

Having said that, Guo Song still had an unspeakable worry in his heart.