The mountains are full of purple and red colors, and between the purple and red colors are patches of green and amber farmland, and the streams are like clear ribbons connecting the pieces of green and blue amber. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the green mountains and green waters, and the tranquil and tranquil atmosphere arises spontaneously, although the sun is still bloody, but it adds a bit of gorgeous color to this beautiful pastoral mountain forest.

"Is this Linglong Valley, it doesn't feel like it." Ling Tianyun carried the treasure knife on his left hand and muttered with his right hand on his waist. However, Ye Yinfeng's gaze fell on the several high mountain peaks behind that small mountain, and he felt that the high mountain peak was surrounded by a mysterious aura, and a faint mist shrouded those high mountain peaks like the immortal aura of the divine realm. If the landscape in front of you is a paradise, then between the mountains and peaks is a real fairyland paradise, with intuition, the mountains and peaks are Linglong Valley.

"This is not Linglong Valley, it should be just a village." Ye Yinfeng replied calmly. "No, it's not Linglong Valley in such a beautiful place, but how did these people get here? Could it be that they are all from outside, just like us, but looking at them, it seems that they have lived here for many years, as if their ancestors have lived here for generations. Ling Tianyun said in disbelief.

"That's the real Linglong Valley." Ye Yinfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to the peaks of the mountains and peaks that were surrounded by white mist. He didn't feel any fluctuations in his true qi from those children who were playing, this was just an ordinary village, and it should be a real paradise. He could feel the innocent laughter of the children, and he felt a heart-warming atmosphere permeate.

"It doesn't matter if it's Linglong Valley or not, just find someone to ask." Ling Tianyun said disapprovingly. After saying that, he carried the treasure knife and walked along the ridge of the green farmland. Ye Yinfeng followed him silently, and the two shuttled between the farmland and hills.

Their appearance did not cause much panic, at least not much movement in this quiet and pleasant idyllic village. The barefoot farmer did not seem to notice the two young men, dressed in tatters and with disheveled hair, who were weaving through the farmland and leaving their deep footprints on the sturdy ridges. Ye Yinfeng enjoyed this silent and quiet atmosphere very much, his fingertips brushed the evening breeze with the fragrance of flowers, and his feet were rolled with the scent of earthy flowers.

The Tao is natural, the heart follows nature, what is particular is a state of mind, the heart is calm and comfortable, Ye Yinfeng only felt that the clogged heart began to clear. The quiet place condenses the state of mind, and the red dust forges the will, the mud under the feet is still full of a wordless vitality, the mountains and the water are all transparent with the laws between heaven and earth, the state of mind is clear, and the Tao is rising, and Ye Yinfeng has a kind of enlightenment-like comfort gushing out from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that his sword intent or martial arts should return to this nature, the sharp sword intent is like a drop of water piercing through a stone, a flower and a world, a grass and a rule, the water is murmuring, the young branches are born, the flowers bloom and fall, these are the rules between heaven and earth. No matter how strong the sword intent is, it can't let time go back, no matter how high the martial arts cultivation realm is, it still can't shake the orderly arrangement of the four seasons, this should be the Dao intention and his martial arts cultivation way.

A long street appeared in front of the two of them, a light mist lingering and undulating, it was a very clean and comfortable street. The abrupt street gives people a sense of simplicity with a bit of fairy, simplicity with a hint of prosperity, and the low houses reveal a simple atmosphere, that is, even a towering tree on the long street has a feeling of artistic conception lingering. This long street is not simple, and this feeling rises in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the sunlight that shines obliquely is like the light of a ruby bursting out, and the clouds with blood are strolling. The clouds in the sky, the long street on the ground, the green oil farmland around it, and the clear jade-like stream, there is a pure breath of purity. This kind of breath is very simple, so it gives people a very clean feeling, as if there is no smell of the market, everything is like nature.

Under the towering tree, a Taoist priest in a robe who was leisurely closing his eyes and recuperating attracted the attention of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng. A rattan chair, a small table, and a small square flag with "Iron Mouth Divine Calculation" seem to be unscrupulously installed under the towering tree. The Taoist priest leaned back against the rattan chair, his body swaying back and forth with the rattan chair, and several times he almost fell to the ground because of the shaking arc.

"I didn't expect there to be charlatans here." Seeing this, Ling Tianyun said with emotion, it was precisely because of the existence of this robed Taoist priest that the feeling of being clean and natural also collapsed. Ye Yinfeng had no distracting thoughts, his eyes condensed a fine light and looked at the Taoist priest who closed his mind and recuperated his mind, although the Taoist priest shook my arc sometimes large and sometimes small, but it was extremely accurate to get rid of the crisis of falling.

"Which melon baby says that I am a charlatan, do you know what it means to be a charlatan." As soon as Ling Tianyun's words were finished, the Taoist priest opened his eyes and said to Ling Tianyun with a face full of displeasure. The Taoist priest said in a subdued tone, making people feel as if they were singing, and as the Taoist priest stopped shaking the rattan chair, the two of them saw the true face of the Taoist priest clearly. But it is a Taoist priest with a Chinese character face in his forties, and under a pair of thick eyebrows is a pair of blazing eyes, the only regret is that the Taoist priest's nose is a little collapsed. It is precisely because of this big and collapsed nose that this Taoist priest looks a little hypocritical, but it gives people an extremely obscene feeling.

"This Daoist, do you know what a charlatan is?" Ling Tianyun was immediately happy when he heard this, and he joked to the fortune teller. "Come on, come on, since we meet is fate, you two might as well come over and let Ben Dao take a look, and let Ben Dao calculate it well. If the calculation is not accurate, how to deal with the two of them, how? The fortune-telling Taoist priest immediately became interested, and he hurriedly said to Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng.

"I said this Taoist, everyone knows that Linglong Valley is the best at the art of fortune-telling, and you set up such a fortune-telling stall at the door of Linglong Valley, isn't it a class to get an axe. Besides, this numerology luck theory, our brothers can't believe it, this Taoist leader, you don't have to bother. When Ling Tianyun heard this, he naturally shook his head and refused. Although he can't see through the cultivation of this Taoist priest, this Taoist priest dares to get an axe at the door of the office in the territory of Linglong Valley, which means that this Taoist priest is not a good stubble.

"You melon baby, why can't you set up a stall here. Linglong Valley can be withdrawn, this way is based on real ability, if you don't believe it, can you let this way count as a hexagram. When the Taoist priest heard this, he immediately burst into a loud mouth, "The world is proficient in the art of divination, you know a hammer, the art of divination-telling is broad and profound, how can you and other ignorant melon babies understand." ”

"Since what you said is so godly, then Uncle Ben will let you count a hexagram, how about it." When Ling Tianyun heard this, he immediately became interested, he pulled Ye Yinfeng and immediately came to the Taoist priest's side and said. "Face measurement, word measurement, or lottery, you choose." Seeing this, the Taoist priest said to Ling Tianyun very confidently. It seems that in numerology and fortune-telling, he is all fine, and he knows everything.

"In this case, let's test the words, and tell us the purpose of our trip, what do you think." Ling Tianyun stared at the Daoist's eyes and said leisurely. "Okay, which word do you want to test?" The Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he said to Ling Tianyun, and at the same time, he took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from under the table, as if this series of movements had long been extremely skillful.

The Taoist priest spread out a piece of rice paper and said to Ling Tianyun: "What words do you want to measure, there is no word in this world that cannot be measured by this Dao, and there is no one that cannot be measured by this Dao." ”

Ling Tianyun tugged at Ye Yinfeng's shirt beside him and said, "This time it's mainly to help you, or you can write it." Ye Yinfeng was slightly stunned, he glanced at Ling Tianyun, and then at the Taoist priest with a hopeful face, he was silent for a while, and then took the brush in the Taoist priest's hand, only to see that the word 'wind' was first written on the rice paper, and then Ye Yinfeng didn't seem to have any signs of stopping the pen, and then there was another word 'cloud' on the rice paper.

"The word wind and clouds, these two words are good, very good, as the saying goes, the wind is invisible, the clouds gather impermanently, you two melon babies will really give this a problem. I don't know what you're trying to measure, but if you talk about your purpose, it's too simple, and it's not challenging for the Path. The Taoist priest took the word 'Fengyun' written by Ye Yinfeng and pretended to look at it for a while, and then said illogically.

"I said the old way, you will say that we will give you a problem, and then you will say that it is not challenging, what do you mean?" When Ling Tianyun heard this, he immediately felt that the Taoist priest was completely tricking him, and he asked loudly. "What's the hurry, I said you two melon babies don't understand at all, the word wind and cloud is originally an unpredictable two words, this way says that the wind is invisible, and the clouds gather impermanently, that is to say, the destiny of heaven is unpredictable. As for the purpose of your trip, this Taoist priest still needs to measure words, don't you two melon babies go to Linglong Valley? The Taoist priest was not happy when he heard this, and he twisted his neck and said unceremoniously.

"Say just measure, see how the Taoist interprets these two words?" Ye Yinfeng saw that Ling Tianyun was about to have another seizure, he hurriedly stopped him and said to the Taoist priest. "I said how can you be like this, these two words are inherently unpredictable, and you actually let this Taoist priest measure casually, there is a very good solution for me, you don't want to exhaust this Taoist priest. But like this kind of challenging fortune telling, this Taoist priest likes it very much, hum. The Taoist priest rolled his eyes and said very unhappily when he heard this, but his tone changed again, making Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng suddenly have a feeling of ridicule.

"The wind is invisible, the clouds gather impermanently, let the Tao calculate well." The Taoist priest began to close his eyes and mutter, and the ten fingers of his hands were also dazzled and pinched. However, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng waited patiently, and the Taoist priest repeated such movements several times, and finally he picked up the brush and wrote "rustling" on a piece of rice paper.

Ling Tianyun was very curious to go up to see what the Taoist priest had written, but he found that the Taoist priest's brush was running rapidly on the rice paper, but not a single word appeared on the rice paper. "I said the old way, if you can calculate it, if you can't calculate it, if you can't calculate it, why pretend, there is not a word on the rice paper, are you writing a book from heaven?" Seeing this, he couldn't help but joke.

"I said you're a melon baby, you even know the Book of Heaven. Yes, what is written in this way is really a book of heaven to figure out the will of heaven, and this art of mystic life is not something that ordinary people can see, only those who have opened the eyes of heaven can see it. When the Tao is finished, I will read it to you, how can you ordinary people see the Book of Heaven? The old man replied as he wrote, and with a flick of his wrist, he seemed to have finished the book in one go.

"You are a bull-nosed Taoist priest who kills a thousand knives, and you have been abducted and deceived in the pit again, and the old lady will not be able to lift your shop." Just when the Taoist priest was very much admiring the wordless heavenly book that he had written in one go, a rough voice sounded in their ears like thunder.

And the Taoist priest's face changed suddenly, and he threw away the wordless rice paper with a casual hand, "The tigress is here, hurry up and scatter." As soon as his words fell, the person turned into a gray shadow and disappeared in front of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng. Only the two people with stunned faces were looking at each other with a wry smile, and the Taoist priest didn't even take away the table, rattan chair and cloth flag, and disappeared like this.