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The Yujing disciples go out early and return late, but they don't work all year round and don't see the light of day. As long as you finish digging, you can rest on your own at any time. And everyone was busy cultivating, and they couldn't wait to stay underground all day.

Therefore, on the slope of the front mountain, there is always only one idler, and that is no blame.

It's a colorful sunset again, and the sky is getting dark.

Standing alone on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance.

Facing the beautiful scenery of the peaks and the sunshine every day, I can't get enough of it. The brilliant glow and the misty clouds make people feel as if they are in the middle of it and can reach it, but it is always out of reach. Just like the purple smoke fairy, although they are in the same spiritual mountain, when will they be able to meet?

Blameless cast a deep glance at the distance of the glow, and instead shook his head and walked to his residence.

Before I knew it, more than half a month had passed. Although it is also free, it is not a long-term solution. If the purple smoke forgets me, will it be possible to live here for the rest of my life? When the time comes, my legs will be straightened, and then the fire will burn, and there will be no ashes left, let alone those thousands of feelings without sustenance, I am really wronged!

Wuyi walked under the boulder, crossed the courtyard gate, came to the corner, picked up the short sword on the ground and raised it gently, and then threw the short sword down. There was a small gap in the stone wall next to the bed.

It was the result of a few days of excavation, but little progress had been made. I wanted to learn to make a cave, but who would have thought it would be so difficult.

That's it, thatched nests are not bad!

Blameless turned around and walked out, sniffing and grinning. The firewood pile not far away is burning vigorously, and the aroma of the clay pot on top is overflowing. He crouched down when he got closer, reaching for a spoon and stirring it.

At this time, two figures, one old and one young, came over.

The old man greeted him from afar: "Little junior brother, what kind of delicious food is prepared tonight, the old man can't wait!"

The young man said disgustedly: "You eat and drink all day long, so you are not ashamed!" He walked a few steps and said with a smile: "No junior brother, you have all the pots and pans......"

The old one is Yun Shengzi, and he invites merit and says: "If there is anything missing, I will help the little junior brother get ......"

The young man was naturally Zong Bao, and mocked casually: "Why don't you move the whole stove room here......

After these two people finish work, they always come to take a walk. Although it is remote and far from the crowd, it is full of surprises. Like the clay pot on the fire, and the enticing scent.

Blameless smiled and stretched out his hand to invite.

When Yun Shengzi arrived, he was unceremoniously, grabbed the soup spoon and scooped up the soup and tasted it, and praised: "Well! Shiitake mushrooms, plus Shanzhi, earth essence, Shou Wu, and then use spiritual grass to enhance the fragrance, so boiling the soup, it is very delicious, and it has the effect of refreshing and eye-catching, and prolonging life!"

Before Zong Bao could sit down, he shouted, "Old Yuntou, your beard ......."

Yun Shengzi only cared about drinking the soup, his beard had already reached into the clay pot, and he hurriedly said apologetically: "I'll go get a few bowls, two of you wait!"

Zong Bao sneered, and then asked, "No junior brother actually knows how to pick elixir, is he familiar with this?"

Wu Yi sat down on the ground, did not answer, but took out a thick animal skin booklet from his bosom, and looked at it by the light of the fire, and there were words on it "The Book of Hundred Souls".

Yun Shengzi went and returned, and said: "I saw that the little junior brother was idle, so I lent him the "Bailing Sutra" for recreation!" He was familiar with the way, and in a blink of an eye, he found three pottery bowls, and then sat down nearby and was busy scooping the soup.

Wu Blame was unappreciative, and smiled with Zong Bao: "This old man Yun thinks that the soup I made is not nourishing enough, and he is practical and well-intentioned!" He looked down at the booklet in his hand, and then put it in his arms.

"The Book of Hundred Souls" is a collection of heavenly and earthly treasures and all kinds of spirit animals, which is full of pictures and texts, all of which are unknown to the mortal world of exotic flowers and plants, as well as rare and exotic beasts, as well as many pharmacological effects and simple refining methods. After a little study, a little gain, that is, the so-called elixir, also has a rough understanding. In this way, it is not without fun. At least I have a little more self-protection ability in the mountains and forests, and I can find a lot of things to eat.

Yun Shengzi defended: "Hmph! The Hundred Souls Sutra is my family's secret that is not passed down, how many juniors want to ask for it, don't blaspheme my kindness!" While speaking, he had already filled the soup bowl, and said to the guest: "Don't be stunned, drink ...... while it's hot" As he spoke, he picked up a bowl and drank it, without a few sips, and took the soup spoon to pick up the soil essence and shou wu, and he was very busy.

Wu Yi and Zong Bao didn't dare to slack off, and both shots.

In the blink of an eye, a jar of soup bottomed out.

Yun Shengzi Wu held the soup spoon and didn't let go, and said unsatisfied: "In the jungle at the highest point of Yujing Peak, there are spirit clams, which are the most remedy, and the little junior brother might as well try one or two......"

Zong Bao looked at the empty bowl in his hand and complained: "Old Yuntou, you are already this age, and you are still grabbing food with the two of us, it's really not serious! No brother, don't pay attention to him, if you want to eat spirit clams, catch them yourself!"

"Rush to eat, it's fragrant!"

Yun Shengzi put down the soup spoon, came as a matter of course, stroked his beard again, and smiled disapprovingly: "What if you are old? Don't you hear that the young man is so ambitious, he is a hundred years old and innocent; Even when it comes to speaking, it is also quite allegorical and thought-provoking!

Cultivating immortals and cultivating people?

Wuyi tilted his head and thought about it, and said to himself: "It makes sense!" He lay down on the spot, feeling comfortable, and said: "However, since Old Man Yun has seen through the red dust, why bother doing this every day? It is also good to watch the clouds and admire the moon......

In this life, people's mood changes with the change of age and experience. If you don't live to be 100 years old, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand what Yun Shengzi thinks. Anyway, being idle is idle, so I talk nonsense. And just as Soyun, he knows that there is no hope of cultivating immortals, and he is still delaying his work, so it is better to take advantage of the remaining years to do more things he likes!

At this time, a crescent moon climbs up to the horizon. The light is clear, and the night is deep. On the top of the cloudy mountain cliff, the bonfire is like a star.

Yun Shengzi pondered for a moment, and then turned to look at the night sky: "There will be dreams in a hundred years of life, and perseverance and no regrets are the original intention......" He was slightly distracted, and smiled again: "The little junior brother is just in the spring breeze and flowers, doesn't he also have dreams that are difficult to come true?"

Zong Bao sat cross-legged and listened to the conversation between the two silently, he didn't want to interject, but he still felt in his heart: "This world is ...... Who has no dreams......"

Blameless glanced at the Cloud Saint Son and Zong Bao, and turned his head to look up at the sky.

Small talk can talk about emotions and realms, this is the difference between monks and mortals?

Once upon a time, Ben Gongzi was also a sharp-tongued figure. Not to mention the lotus flower on the tongue, at least you don't fall behind when talking to people. Ever since I met these monks, I have always had a hard time speaking. Even Mu Shen, Gu Li and the like are embarrassed everywhere. The reason for this is that the words are not speculative, or is the world in the eyes very different?

Yun Shengzi's dream is to become an immortal. If he couldn't get his wish, he didn't change his original intention. The same is true of Zongbao's dream. And for the sake of Ziyan, isn't this son also persistent and unrepentant......

Seeing that no one was speaking, Zong Bao asked out loud: "Old Yuntou, you have a good realm, and you have been cultivating for many years, you should have been reborn, why did you delay moving forward?"

Yun Shengzi said frankly: "I am also ignorant! It stands to reason that I do not lack the realm, that is, I have knowledge and cultivation, experience and experience, and compared with immortals, it is not much better. And it is precisely at this entry level that you can't get an inch in, why ......?"

Zong Bao and Yun Shengzi were considered to be in sympathy with each other, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Alas, I don't know when I will be able to break through the entrance, it's really sad......" He slowed down a little, and said: "Old Yuntou, what I lack is your experience and knowledge, why not talk about it, and learn from it!"

Lying comfortably without blame, and his mind was divergent and drowsy, he suddenly became interested, and said in a timely voice: "Old man Yun, you have married a few wives, how many children and grandchildren, and how many bad things you have done, from the truth, hehe......"

Yun Shengzi has never been reserved by the elders, and in the urging of "old Yuntou" on the left and "old Yuntou" on the right, he smiled wrinkledly: "Hehe, it's a long story......

Zong Bao listened attentively, but Wu Blame closed his eyes as if in a dream.

A hundred years of life is really a long story.

Yun Shengzi's real name is Yun Song, and he was born in a famous family in Nanling Kingdom. When he was young, he was dissolute, chic and uninhibited, and lived a very happy life, and he married the daughter of the royal family, which was a good story at that time. Just when he was in high spirits, the catastrophe fell sharply. His father offended the king, and the clan was destroyed. Even his wife and children were cut off and abandoned in the city. He escaped by chance and has been wandering ever since.

Twenty years later, a new monarch succeeded to the throne. Yun Song returned to his hometown, was wronged, and was reused, and married the king's sister. He worked hard and was determined to revitalize the lintel, and after another 20 years, he finally became a powerful man who moved the government and the opposition. Who would have expected that the dispute between the royal family would once again cause the disaster of annihilation. Although he survived, his entire family was slaughtered.

That year, Yun Song was already an old man. Glory and wealth, turn your head into nothing. Wind and snow, a spring dream. He lived in the countryside, cried when he sang for a long time, just wanted to die in the sinking, and ended his life in despair. After ten years of madness, at the moment when he stood by the river and wanted to go with the water, someone suddenly came by the waves and gave him a song. There are clouds: Life is rare for seventy years, just like the sunset in the evening stream. One of the corpses was thrown into the river, and it was a pity to be reincarnated. It's not too late to cultivate immortals at the age of 100, and the wind and moon are really interesting. Let's look at the floating world in a lifetime, and the morning and evening are dead and clothed!

So, when an ancient old man was throwing himself into the river, he met an immortal and was given the method of cultivation, and he realized it from then on. He takes the pursuit of the unknown as the fun, and is persistent in understanding the mystery of heaven and earth!

He seems to have found the true meaning, and why does this son exist......

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is quiet.

On the stone slope, only one person was left without blame, still lying on the stone slope, still sleepy. Suddenly, feeling that the night was cold and windy, he got up and walked to the thatched nest. A thin booklet fell to the ground, which was dropped by Zong Bao, saying that it was unfair to eat and drink for nothing, so he gave back the "Immortal Dao Collection". He picked it up, but he had no interest.

What does the fairy road have to do with me?

I just want to eat tomorrow, and the purple smoke......