Chang Sihao was extremely curious, thinking of only half of the lyrics, why such a fuss, when he wanted to take a closer look, the handsome old monk sighed deeply, and said to himself: "Although the avenue is true, how can it be like Buddhism, old man, old man, if I don't come, I'm afraid that you will exhaust your mind and die," he put the banana fan on the back of his neck, picked up the brush in the tray and thought about it for a moment, then smiled faintly, as if he had a sentence, unfolded the paper, put his hand on the white beard, and stretched out his wrist to just drop the ink. Xian Mo: Do enough posture, bias and swing a stroke, vow not to go straight to the alley cylinder word,], suddenly heard the sound of walking on the road behind him, someone swept up the mountain like a whirlwind, [Xian Mo: The whirlwind is wonderful, no matter how fast the mountain is, it is not fast to fly in a straight line, the whirlwind is generally straight, in fact, it is an arc, the central station has a year to visit the Shaolin monk, the monk went up the mountain, that is, to take the Z-shaped route, not tired, fast is the same as the whirlwind,]

Chang Sihao looked back, only to see someone with a sword in his hand, white-clothed Shengxue, it was Snow Mountain Ni, and the person who stayed on the mountainside to guard the bridge was chasing after her with a sad face, not far behind her.

I saw that Xue Shanni came to the top of the mountain and looked around, and asked loudly, "Who was shouting here just now?"

Chang Sihao thought to himself: Shouting here just now, there is probably only this "divine monk", looking back, the "divine monk" person is gone, and his heart is very curious: "Hey, no matter how high his light skills are, there is no reason to disappear in the blink of an eye, this ......" suddenly found that the "divine monk" was squatting at his feet with his back, and the banana fan behind the collar blocked most of his head,

Xue Shanni's eyes were like torches, and he immediately found that he flew over and pushed Chang Sihao away, shook his hand and slammed his sword on the ground, and shouted: "Chen Huan, do you think that if you squat here, I won't be able to see it?"

The "monk" did not answer, squatted on his knees and moved sideways, like a clumsy crab,

Xue Shanni was so angry that he pulled him up by the back of his neck, twisted his shoulder, and looked at his face, he was stunned.

Not only was she stunned, but even Chang Sihao was stunned when she saw it, only to see that this monk had grown a full head of black hair, three black wrinkles on his forehead, and a white beard had already turned into black and white, but the hair, wrinkles and black beard were actually dripping black soup, obviously just drawn with a brush [Xian Mo: There is no black at the back of the head, but you can know that the hair only has time to draw the front half of the face, such as a child's Afu head],

I saw him clasp his palms together, lowered his eyebrows and said timidly: "I'm afraid the donor has recognized the wrong person, under the surname Cheng, and the family lives in ......" Before he finished speaking, he was already thrown by the neck, "You call me the donor, okay, I'll kill you and be your good corpse master," Xue Shanni cried while beating, and counted down: "You have no conscience, you still make up like this in front of me, how did I treat you badly, you want to treat me like this,"

Chang Sihao looked at the "divine monk" who only used two hands to protect his head and face, and thought: "Dare to love him is the Biyun monk of the East China Sea, but wasn't he cut off an arm by Xiao Jinyue, [Xianmo: It's rare that Xiao Chang is so careful, otherwise he can guess when he sees the light skill of going to the bridge,] "Looking at this chaotic scene, I want to pull, but I can't insert it,

Xue Shanni twisted and twisted, and kept counting: "You know I'm looking for you, and I want to repeat the old trick [Xianmo: There is a lot of information, the four characters come out, and the past is vivid], hiding on Hainan Island to avoid me [Xianmo: You can know that the famous thing of crossing the strait at the beginning is actually the reason], isn't it," Biyun Monk said: "No, no, Lao Gu is really here to see his friend......" Xue Shanni shook his fist and knocked on his bald head: "Look at friends, I asked you to look at friends, you two are the same, together you are a girl, [ Xianmo: Isn't it a "hair" after knocking, "Chang Si Haudun collapsed, only to see Biyun monk crying and looking left and right with a sad face, turning around the ground, rubbing his feet and rubbing his legs, and said with no shame: "The teacher is too self-respecting, we are all dozens of years old, why bother...... "Xue Shanni said: "What's the matter with dozens of years old, people are old, our accounts are still fresh, you think I don't dare to come over because I'm afraid of water, I'm not here," and reached out to grab his beard, Biyun Monk shouted, turned around and fled, Xue Shanni pulled out his sword and scolded while chasing:" With your 'water cloud drifting', you also want to get rid of my 'cloud climbing', run away, run away, see how I catch you and clean you up,"

Chang Sihao stretched out his hand to shout to stop, but the two of them were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, a few scurrying disappeared, he looked at it for a long time, thinking: "What is this called......" turned around and was about to beg Miaofeng, but saw that she was stunned and looked behind her, there seemed to be a strange feeling in her eyes, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Master Miaofeng, I haven't seen you for many years, have you always been good?"

With the words, a middle-aged man led a girl with a thin braided head of flower rope and walked up the mountain, and the clothes on her body were complicated and bright, it was Yan Linyuan and his daughter,

The corners of Miaofeng's eyes moistened: "I...... I'm fine, Yan Dajian, you...... It's a little old......"

Yan Linyuan smiled desolately: "The scenery of the side is infinitely good, but the lonely horse with a single bow is terrifying," Miaofeng's expression was gloomy: "Ten thousand pride, I can't survive the loneliness, my heart is on the journey, where is not a pastoral song, [Xianmo: Sister Miao's art is very good]" Yan Linyuan moved back: "This is," Yan Linyuan said: "This is the little girl Yan Shumei," Miaofeng's body was shocked, and he was stunned for a moment and said: "It turns out that this is the case...... Okay, okay," Chang Sihao heard this, and secretly wondered in his heart, and suddenly thought: "Oh...... When Yan Linyuan rescued the infant prince in her hands, he was in his prime, and he was in his prime...... "[Xianmo: When Miaofeng recalled Yan Linyuan's affairs, his expression was slightly wrong, that's why, looking at it here, it seems that Miaofeng is watery, but there is love in his heart, it is the true temperament of a real person, men see that there is a lot of love for one, why can't women become it, Miaofeng's madness is here, and the wonder is also here,] I saw Yan Linyuan laugh and said: "I came to seek medical treatment for the little girl this time, I don't know if Wu Lao can be,"

Miao Feng lowered his head: "Shizun is not in a good mood, I'm afraid it is inconvenient to meet guests," Xiao Langhua next to him suddenly said: "Do you also come to seek medical treatment," Haimo hurriedly pulled her hand, Yan Linyuan glanced at them, his eyes stayed on Chang Sihao for a moment, he felt a little surprised, and replied in a daze: "Exactly," Langhua pointed to the tray on the stone and said: "She said just now, if someone can pick up the lyrics, the gods will receive us,"

Yan Linyuan looked at Miaofeng and inquired, and when he saw that she acquiesced, he went over and picked up the piece of paper, only to see that the ink on the paper was as light as a baby's eyebrows, and a few lines of words were written: "How many days have passed, I dare not remember, Tong Meng old things, the years have passed, a dream has woken up, and I was shocked to the mirror, I was only young, how could I be old, stretching out my palms to look at the tattoos full of doubts, in the vasculature, but the blood in the old days, the knees are soft, and the feces and urine are leaking,"

Chang Sihao had been curious for a long time, standing next to him at this time, he saw it in his hand, and after reading the last six words on the paper, he almost laughed out loud, but at that moment, the wrinkles on Yan Linyuan's hands and the black and white hair were imprinted into his heart at the same time, and he suddenly realized the great sorrow and bitterness contained in it, his nose was slightly jerky, and tears were pouring out, thinking: Yes, although I am still young and in the prime of life, but sooner or later, I will be like him, like my father-in-law, Xu Laojun, Qin Langchuan, Concubine Lu Jing and Grandma Tang are the same, they have become drooping and old, full of white hair, wrinkled faces, can't even stand steadily, can't control feces and urine, nothing can change all this, what martial arts stay in the face, what Dan Dao continues life, what rejuvenation, my life is up to me, in the face of time, isn't it all fragile jokes, [ Xianmo: The author not only talks about eating people and drinking blood, but also makes people frown when they read it, why is it intended to separate the mind, you must know that human beings are born between feces and urine, and the Tao is drowning in, how is it a false talk, the face can not be guaranteed, and there is always an end to life, breaking the dirty phase, breaking the old and sick phase, breaking the white bone phase, and breaking the phase, the truth of the world, "The Lamrim" says: "And all the bodhisattvas use their divine power to facilitate the manifestation of the pleasures and other aspects of the Naraka, so that all the feelings are disgusted and detached, and it is convenient to lead them into the Buddha's holy religion, rejoicing and faithful, and having a heart. Frequent correction of the line, "among them" Naraka ", is Naraku, that is, "the underworld", which is intended to make sentient beings fearful and stay away from bad karma, it can be seen that the author wrote the big sword is to draw Shura Hell, and the words of and urine are just saying, and talking about cannibalism is just reciting the true scriptures of the reality of the bone stick,]

At this time, Yan Linyuan took a deep breath and said: "This is the book written by Wu Lao," Miao Feng nodded, Yan Linyuan said: "Why is the old man's mentality so decadent, [Xian Mo: Cultivators often have inaction, and they are often misunderstood and confused, in fact, in life, what they do always brings harm to the world, inaction is to make a difference, and not to improve is to improve is a great improvement, so Lao Tzu said: Do nothing and do nothing,] Miaofeng sighed and shook his head, as if absent-minded,

Yan Linyuan read the lyrics on the paper twice, picked up the pen on the ground, refilled the ink, brushed and wrote down the second half of the paper, and handed it to Miao Feng and said: "If Wu Lao is in a bad mood, we don't see this illness, but his old man looks like this, which is really worrying, I hope the kid can help his old man to mention his heart, please forward it on your behalf,"

Miaofeng took it, came to the stone cliff, walked into the cave, knelt in front of the cloud couch and offered it with both hands,

Wu Dao sat facing the wall, seemingly unconscious, Yao Lingbi, who was accompanying him next to him, glanced at Zuo Youzheng, walked over and took the page, and held it in front of the master.

Wu Dao lowered his eyes and dusted his fingers lightly,

"Yes," Yao Lingbi turned the page around and read it softly: "Born to Chong is a hero, fighting blood, stepping on the mountains and fires, catching dreams of rivers [Xianmo: It is Uncle Yuan's lifelong yearning,], her husband soared thousands of miles, regardless of it, the most boring poem Yunzi said [Xianmo: I have feelings,], Linyuan has never been afraid of wind and rain, and the place where the roar is a life-and-death decision [Xianmo: a body of courage,], throwing into the sea of clouds, piercing the sky," [ Xian Mo: It looks better to read it with the first half of the que, Yan Linyuan is such a good man, no wonder Menghuan is haunted by his dreams, life and death are not forgotten, but the other party "cares about it", it is disdain for women, what can he do, [Xian Mo Second Comment: Think carefully, Yan Linyuan is not disdainful of his daughter's love, in fact, it is because of hurt love, so he has this words, it is to persuade himself to let go of his heart, in fact, he still can't let go, which shows that Uncle Yuan still has a lover, a ruthless person, how can he be hurt like this, go away to the end of the world, and really create people,]

After Wu Dao listened, his eyelids lifted slightly: "The place where the whistle rises is a life-and-death decision...... Lin Yuan, this kid, with this character, has actually grown up," he smiled and waved his hand: "Yihe, let them come in,"

Miaofeng nodded: "Yes," came out to pick up, Yan Linyuan took his daughter into the cave with her, Chang Sihao carried Li Shuangji behind him, Miaofeng didn't stop him, and the two bridge guards also acquiesced, and the two sisters Haimo and Langhua followed in the end, bowing their heads respectfully, and being more careful,

Entering the cave, Chang Sihao swept around, only to see that this stone cave is extremely wide, extending in all directions, a flat stone wall on the right hand side is engraved with red lacquer "Big Cave Sky" three words, there is a cloud bed against the wall in the center of the hole, there is a person sitting on his back, wearing a golden crown, plain white clothes, straight back, long hair and hips, black and shiny [Xian Mo: the appearance of blood feet, all black hair color, kidney qi is not deficient,] , A pair of men and women standing next to him, all of them are cyan Taoist clothes and skirts, the man is young, ugly in appearance, the woman is middle-aged, but the charm between the eyebrows is still very moving, he listened to Miaofeng talk about the disciples of Wu Dao when he was in Sanqingguan, and knew that these two people are probably Zuo Youzheng and Yao Lingbi, these two people are not suitable for age, and their appearance is not matched, how Miaofeng said that they are a pair of love, but they can't understand it, and glanced back, and the two bridge guards were behind him, and said: "Miaofeng called that person again" Senior brother', that's naturally a dream businessman, his brother is Shi Xie Tang, Miao Feng said that they are brothers with different surnames, in fact, they are not just brothers, they look exactly the same, most of them are still twins, they are brothers, but they have different surnames, I don't know how many twists and turns there are in between, "But there is no one else in the cave, and I thought: "I don't know where the two strange characters An Rui and Jing Guosha have gone,"

There is still a distance from the cloud bed, Yan Linyuan fell down and bowed: "Wu Zu is above, the little nephew Yan Linyuan will give your old man a greeting," took out a brocade box from his arms, and raised his hands above his head: "This Tianshan snow lotus and saffron are a little bit of the little nephew's heart, and I hope the old man is not vulgar,"

Wu Dao turned around and looked at him, and smiled slightly: "'Husband's body is thousands of miles away', your breath is not under the Lingyun brother back then, [Xianmo: Thirty years ago, I looked at my father and respected my son, and thirty years later, I looked at my son and respected my father, and I praised Yan Lingyun and Uncle Yan even more face,]"

Yan Linyuan lowered his head and said: "Your old man's fugue is too empty, and he travels all over the ten directions of heaven and earth in an instant, that is the greatest in the world, the capital of Linyuan Yanque, what a footing,"

Wu Dao smiled: "The avenue is nameless, the supernatural powers are useless, the quiet is not quiet, too void and too empty, I don't have much time, it's useless to talk about the mysteries, let's talk about something practical," [Xianmo: How many people in the world talk about the mysteries, and think they know, and the rumored immortal characters who live in seclusion and cultivate the mysteries and reach the realm of the heavens, but they say that it is useless to talk about the mysteries, and the four characters are the awakening world,]

When Yao Lingbi, Zuo Youzheng, Miao Feng, and the Mengshang and Shi Xie Tang brothers who were guarding the bridge heard this, they all knelt down on their knees and said, "Master," with a face full of sadness,

Wu Dao smiled: "Not afraid of death, not happy to live, the smile on the face is cold, it is not the wind and rain in the world, just because the avenue is the most ruthless [Xian Mo: ruthless party is the common feeling, pity that the world does not understand much, to work in the service industry for three months, everything understands, don't blame the Chinese waiters for their bad faces, that is the norm, laugh like flowers like the Japanese, go home with a sad face, will sit down and get sick, the Chinese are really able to live, the key is that the fake smile is more uncomfortable,], you have practiced with me for many years, this thing has not been understood, forget it, get up," He was facing Yan Linyuan