Mocheng Mountain, a low hill in Lancang County, is covered with snow over the road up the mountain, and the dense forest that was originally like summer looks much more dilapidated after the branches and leaves are now faded, and it seems that it can be seen at a glance.

Last night, the surrounding village was woken up by the sound of the hills, the depths of the col like electric light tearing the sky like a dazzling light, the sound of breaking the wind, like the mountain beasts howling in unison, some people say that it is the mountain ghost awakening, some people say that it is the punishment of the gods, until dawn, it finally stopped, some brave people carefully entered the mountain with farm tools.

However, the scene in front of them made everyone gasp, the mess on all sides, the earth seemed to have been lifted off by life, revealing the deepest black and yellow mud and stones, more than a dozen tree trunks of the thickness of the two people hugged together were broken at the waist, and there were countless terrifying ravines crisscrossing and staggering, could it be that there was really a battle between gods and ghosts.

Apparently they had worshiped the mountain god only a month ago, but they were not satisfied with this year's tribute, and the old people in the village discussed whether to hold another worship, and they debated until dawn before finally decided that the rich peasants in the village would pay for it again.

It's just that half an hour before they were about to close the mountain, a man in Tsing Yi had already walked up the mountain alone, and he didn't seem to be deterred by those touch-by-eye traces, but walked slowly as if enjoying the scenery.

When he reached a cliff, his weak eyebrows suddenly sharpened, and his mind moved, and a white light shot out of the snow, and it was actually a half-broken sword, flying upside down as if it had been towed.

The man stretched out his fingers, seemingly slow but just right, the lightning-fast remnant sword finally stopped between his fingers, his eyes swept away, and the tip of his nose sniffed the breath in the gap, and a smile bloomed.

"The head of the dignified sword mound is hiding in my Cangzhou and pretending to be crazy and stupid, I wanted to say goodbye to him before going to Kyoto, but it seems that I came one step late, it's just that I deserve to see it."

The remnant sword fell to the ground, like a piece of salt that fell into the water, and melted away in an instant, and the next moment, the dead and silent mountain top suddenly fell into heavy snow, and the cold sword light filled the whole world, like flying flowers, like phantom dances, and the flowing clouds surged and piled up into a mass to press down.

The man raised his head, and the sky and snow mixed with sword intent in the void condensed in one place, and a row of chic and elegant handwriting appeared, "Li Zaixiao, Kyoto is waiting for me." ”

"You're all there is to it, so I'll see you in Kyoto! I hope you'll have a few more swords in your sword box when you say goodbye. The man in Tsing Yi looked at the handwriting that gradually receded in mid-air, a little embarrassed, with a wave of his hand, the snow fell, the wind stopped, the flowing clouds receded, and Mo Chengshan returned to his previous calm, as if everything had never happened.

"At this moment, I realized that I didn't have many friends in Cangzhou, and even fewer went to Kyoto. ”

Tsing Yi left, the villagers under Mo Cheng Mountain heard Fang Cai's abnormal movement, thinking that the mountain god was angry again, but when they stood on the top of the mountain, they found that those terrifying ravines had disappeared, the earth was covered with snow again, the trunks of the trees that had been broken by the waist were intact, and new shoots even sprouted on the bare branches.

Only the old man in the village happily waved the scepter in his hand, which symbolized his status, and shouted excitedly: "It must be the mountain god who feels our sincerity and performs miracles, and this worship must be more solemn to bless this year's harvest." ”

It is not known whether there are ghosts or gods in this world, but if yesterday the ghosts have left, today the gods have also come.

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Two things happened in Cangzhou, which was calm on the surface, that shocked all the states and counties, one was a private visit by His Royal Highness King Qi, and the other was that the white horse in Tsing Yi wanted to leave Cangzhou, and their destination was the imperial city thousands of miles away. In the eyes of more people, these two things are very related, the two masters of Cangzhou's top heaven left at the same time, but they had to go to the same place, and there was no coincidence more than this.

For the people of Cangzhou, the former thing is just to have more conversation after tea and dinner, and the latter thing is that those rich girls who stay at home all day long and don't know the world are worried about it, and Cangzhou without Li Zaixiao seems to be no longer the unbreakable moat of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the scene of three years ago is still lingering in the minds of all Cangzhou people, that tragedy and anger.

But there are still many people who are happy for the latter, such as a few people in the capital, such as the elder brother in the neighboring state, or the noble man who was irritated and anxious because of the death of the two cultivators at the moment, Cangzhou without Li Zaixiao, he can finally let go of his hands and feet.

In the middle of nowhere, three people and a donkey sat around a fire, their nine eyes staring at the oily roast chicken on the grill, while the pair of donkey eyes glanced disdainfully at the dead grass under the roots of the trees that had not yet been crushed by the snow.

"Can you eat it?" Su Wen touched the saliva at the corner of his mouth, since he had tasted meat a few times, the sweetness of the steamed bun could no longer satisfy his gurgling belly.

"We'll have to wait a while. Qigui and Chen Maochuan said in unison, the little servants hunt all year round, and follow those hunters to learn a few barbecue skills, although it is not a jade plate delicacy, the word delicious is by no means too much, and the little prince who should have been dressed in fine clothes and jade food has long faded away from the noise of the children of the official family through three years of hard military camp life, and after getting along these days, Qigui is not as disgusted with each other as he was at the beginning.

Su Wen shrugged his shoulders helplessly, if it weren't for Chen Maochuan's extremely gorgeous clothes, I really couldn't see that a prince would be so skilled in doing this kind of subordinate.

"Are you really Chen Maochuan? Isn't that the jade seal made by you somewhere?"

Chen Maochuan pursed his lips, tilted his head to look at the idiot, but said, "Do you think that everyone is as bold and reckless as you? What's more, I am so extraordinary and talented, no matter how I look at it, I don't look like a Diao person like you." ”

This is not a boast, I have to say that Chen Maochuan's face is excellent, although he is not yet an adult, but his eyebrows and eyes have grown, and under a pair of sword eyebrows are a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, which are handsome in his majesty, with a high nose and thin lips, and an angular face that is more delicate than the jade carved by craftsmen.

With that extraordinarily graceful fur coat, the partiality makes people not feel exaggerated, let alone embarrassed, even if it is sitting on the ground as dissolute as at this moment, it has an otherworldly temperament, like a piece of natural jade.

At a young age, he is already a first-class mortal cultivator, if he is willing, he can enter the realm of enlightenment at any time that countless monks cannot reach in their lifetimes, this amazing talent is already a jealous existence, but he can still have a heart worthy of this talent, this is the most angry place.

Such a perfect person, if you have to find a trace of flaws, it can only be that the height of this little prince is really unsatisfactory, and even a little shorter than the thin little servant, naturally what he cares about the most is that others say that he is short.

"Then are you considered a genius?" Su Wen asked unconvinced, in his cognition, the real genius should be the kind of pride of heaven who is detached from the world and should be worshiped in every move, and for Chen Maochuan, not only did he not have the slightest admiration, but even wanted to beat him up, knowing that he should have beaten him twice.

Chen Maochuan touched his chin, thought for a long time, seemed to be taking this issue very seriously, and paused for a while before saying word by word: "Of course it is." ”

I thought that the other party's thinking was somewhat because of some self-knowledge, but I didn't expect that in the end it was still this arrogant sentence, which made people listen to the stinky that almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Compared to those guys from Ling Tiangong and Zongheng Academy, I am naturally a little worse, but those people can no longer be described as geniuses, and it makes people wonder if they are the illegitimate children of Heavenly Dao in the world. ”

Just like the bad words of the village woman in the field when she scolded her mouth was said indignantly by Chen Maochuan, but from these words, there was more of a helpless sense of loss, Su Wen didn't know what illegitimate children he was talking about, but I thought that the person who could make Chen Maochuan scold like this would be even more extraordinary.

"So, I am indeed a genius in front of you, and of course you don't have to be disappointed, because there are still many people like you who can't practice......

When he said this, he noticed the anxiety that slowly appeared on the other party's face, it was not an unfortunate thing that he could not practice, mortals still had mortal lives, but for Su Wen, there should be nothing more unfortunate than this.

There were some embarrassing scenes, Chen Maochuan also felt that Fang Cai's words were a little heavier, and when he was thinking about how to change the topic, Qigui roasted the chicken with a bang, and completely threw all his worries into the dog's stomach.

Su Wen, who was still sad a moment ago, only took less than half a breath to raise his whole face by half a point, and happily squatted next to the roast chicken and danced and commanded Qigui to tear off the two fat chicken legs.

"I don't know if this guy is really optimistic, or deliberately pretending to be heartless, God, what do you mean, only such people know how to live, isn't this your original intention to give life to all beings?"

Chen Maochuan shook his head, no longer thinking about the troubles that even the other party could forget, got up and rushed into the middle of the two, six greasy paws tearing at the delicious roast chicken without giving way to each other, young people don't know the taste of sorrow, and aren't they the youngest people?

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At night, the three of them lay flat under the starry sky, no one spoke, only the sound of gentle breathing, the moonlight is very bright, but there are also a lot of stars, the moon star is scarce is just a very simple illusion of sight, when the light of one place is too prominent, it will naturally cover up the rest of the brilliance, the sky is so, so is man, there are too many human self-righteous truths in nature, if you taste the three thousand avenues, you can always find cause and effect between heaven and earth, because people themselves are also a part of heaven and earth.

Human cultivation is nothing more than to find more truths, to confirm more ideas, to open the spiritual palace after the enlightenment, to establish the mortal dust after the enlightenment, and then to observe the truth of the world so as not to be confused.

It's just that after not being confused, he still cultivates, and he still asks, so why don't he say that he is still confused, but this is the realm of cultivation that human beings have been following for thousands of years.

It was late at night, but Su Wen hadn't slept yet, he rarely lost sleep, but since he learned that he would become the first outcast who didn't even have the qualifications to live because he couldn't practice, the long night always made him feel endless loneliness.

"The world is so big, why do you always have to live with me, I lost my parents when I was born, got this body full of holes, and lay in bed for fifteen years, and finally had the opportunity to see this beautiful world, but I found that I need to do my best to live. ”

Su Wen couldn't help but speak, because he felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't count how many stars there were in the sky, so why did God take a fancy to him at a glance and look at it for so long, so he asked angrily at the sky.

"Oh my God, did I do something wrong?"

This question is ridiculous, but many people have asked it like this, a sad scholar of the scholar clan failed the scientific examination for five consecutive years, and met the violent death of his relatives, his childhood sweetheart married a wife, and he was unaccompanied overnight, and he took out his last coil and stood on the top of the highest moon-viewing building in Kyoto to raise a glass and ask the sky, why the whole world is aimed at himself.

But why do you think that you are so unique that the whole world has to look at you differently, in fact, heaven and earth have no time to take care of you, but that scholar really turned his luck after this glass of wine, not only did he win the high school in the coming year, but his career was smooth sailing, all the way up, when he stood on the highest point of the entire empire, he came to the Moon Tower again when he was over half a hundred years old, and this time, he stood on the top of the building and spat in the distance, and then said disdainfully, "The way of heaven is a fart." ”

This scholar's surname is Li, his name is Cheng, if Tiandao really hears his plea, he will naturally not miss the abuse behind, but why is he still the highest existence in the entire Northern Wei Dynasty at this moment, if Tiandao is really just a fart, then this is also a problem.

At this time, the little servant beside him who was in a daze didn't know what kind of dream he had, and whispered half-asleep: "Young master, you are right, God is blind." ”