"Go back, go back..."

Zhang Changhe turned around and walked down, his voice was bleak. If he had no chance, he would not have no chance. No matter how hard he tried, he would never reach the Three Pure Landscape.

"The Taoist priest doesn't want to see us at all. He knows that we are coming to learn calligraphy and deliberately set up this formation to make us retreat. Or..." Jing Chen's eyes lit up: "In history, Zhang Liang has become a disciple, and he still has three steps. Apprenticeship is to learn other people's skills, so I can't go back like this. You go back first and give me a tent in the afternoon. I'll waste time with the Taoist priest here..."

"You really decided?"

Sun Yuting looked up at the top of the mountain, with anxiety in her eyes.

Jingchen nodded and said firmly, "I can only try to impress the Taoist priest with my sincerity. If it still doesn't work, I can only give up."

"We only have three days to give you. The old man will return to the capital in three days..."

Zhang Changhe sighed and walked towards the yacht.

Jingchen understood what Zhang Changhe meant, which was what decision Jingchen made three days later, whether to continue to waste time here, or decide to take Zhang Changhe as his teacher. He was very moved by Zhang Changhe's generousness and said aloud: "I understand what Master Zhang said..."

Sun Yuting hesitated slightly, but turned around and left. She wanted to persuade Jingchen to go back, but Sun Yuting had seen Zhang Daoran and knew that the masters were acting, which ordinary people could not understand. Since she had been turned away, she would not give any chance and would not have any results if she was consuming it here.

However, things in the world are unpredictable. If Zhang Daoran is really touched, it will be many times better than following Zhang Changhe.

The yacht left, leaving Jing Chen alone, standing alone on the stairs. The unwilling Jing Chen climbed twice again... The result was the same, and he returned to the starting point.

After climbing up several times, Jing Chen was seriously exhausted and sat on the steps, stunned and dazed.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran didn't pay attention to these things at all. If you are destined, you can naturally climb to the top of the mountain. If you are not destined, go back. As for what kind of perseverance is touched, Zhang Daoran doesn't have them here.

The formation was always in a state of touching someone, and Zhang Daoran didn't take it seriously: "Perseverance cannot impress me, I need to be destined to do it..."

Reciting scriptures, studying formation runes, and having lunch, Zhang Daoran looked at the lazy dragon and felt aroused: "I will take you to hunt..."

Dalong didn't understand what Zhang Daoran said. Now without the threat of Li Daniu, Dalong was always stuck to Zhang Daoran. He watched Zhang Daoran walk out of the Taoist temple and followed closely behind Zhang Daoran.

Without walking down the stairs, I took the dragon directly from the south hillside to the water. I took off my Taoist robe and jumped directly into the water...

On the east side of the lake island, Jingchen, who had no idea that Zhang Daoran had already come down the mountain, was still recovering his strength. Until the afternoon, Sun Yuting sent him a tent and had food. Jingchen climbed twice, but in the end, Jingchen was very depressed.

Zhang Changhe did not come with him, but Sun Yuting came alone. Seeing Jing Chen's appearance, he felt a little distressed and a little angry.

"I really don't understand. If you don't carry forward such a good calligraphy, what's the use of keeping it?"

Jing Chen shook his head: "The Taoist priest here is not those calligraphers, which just shows that this Taoist priest is not for fame and fortune, but is a paradise."

"You have not yet become a disciple, so you start talking for him?"

Sun Yuting was so amused that I was helping you, but you were maintaining it tightly. What am I?

"Now think about it, at the beginning, my fame and fame were too strong. I was thinking about learning calligraphy and making a name for myself, and I would marry you in a glorious way." Jing Chen's face was filled with a hint of enlightenment: "The Taoist priest is indifferent to fame and fortune, and I came with a fame and fortune. Where can I go up the mountain?"

"Then you understand this truth now, why haven't you climbed the mountain yet?"

"I still can't let go of the kindness and fame in my heart..." Jing Chen smiled bitterly: "It should be said that I can't let go of you..."

Sun Yuting didn't know what to say, so she stood up and said, "I support you. If you don't have three days, you will be a month, and if you don't have one month, you will be a year. You are here to wait attentively, and I will solve everything else."

Women are creatures who are good at touching. Jingchen's words touched the softest part of Sun Yuting's heart.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Jingchen woke up from his sleep and felt unbearable pain in his legs. He gritted his teeth and started climbing the mountain. He finally climbed a hundred meters high. The scenery in front of him changed and he returned to the starting point again.

"I understand that because I am impure, I cannot reach the top of the mountain. But I have no distractions in my heart. No, monks may not have no distractions in their hearts. How could they reach the top of the mountain?"

Jingchen couldn't help but complain: "No one can go up this mountain."

After climbing twice again, Jing Chen really didn't have the strength to climb again. He supported the steps in front with both hands and gasped.

"Hey... buddy, it's only about 100 meters now, you're so tired, it's time to strengthen your exercise."

Jingchen turned his head and was stunned: "Fang Tong?"

His face changed, and Jingchen had some bad premonition. Fang Tong had once interfered with the relationship between Jingchen and Sun Yuting. In the end, Fang Tong retreated and married and had children. Now Fang Tong is here, did Yuting ask him to come?

"Ahh?" Fang Tong was stunned: "It's you guy..."

Fang Tong obviously recognized Jing Chen and said with confusion: "You are so physically weak, you are so tired just over 100 meters?"

From Fang Tong's expression, it can be seen that Yuting didn't ask him to come. Jing Chen felt relieved and said angrily: "I climbed from yesterday morning to now..."

"Since yesterday morning?" Fang Tong couldn't help but smile: "Brother, I really admire you..."

"The same is true for you. You can't reach the top of the mountain even if you climb to tomorrow."

Jingchen simply ignored Fang Tong and looked at a middle-aged man beside Fang Tong, holding a glass teacup in his hand and was soaked with wolfberry. Jingchen didn't know this person, and didn't say hello, sat on the steps and started to rest.

"As a person who is middle-aged, he has to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup. I don't think you are so tired like this just by a hundred meters of steps. How could you get here since yesterday morning to now?"

The middle-aged man was very curious. What else is strange about this step?

Jingchen just smiled and did not answer.

The middle-aged man was stunned and glanced at Fang Tong, and instantly understood what Jing Chen meant. He was unable to get along with Fang Tong and asked them to try it out for themselves.

"Let's go Lao Liang. I've walked this step for countless times. Every time I can reach the top of the mountain in more than half an hour. This guy is obviously not strong enough, so he is teasing us. I'm not sure that this guy just walked down from the top of the mountain."

The middle-aged man smiled at Jingchen and continued to climb the mountain with Fang Tong.

After walking up about a hundred meters, the middle-aged man unscrewed the lid of the teacup and took a sip.

"Hehe, Lao Liang, if you have a better attitude towards the mountain this time, please Master, your illness...well? Lao Liang?"

Fang Tong looked at Lao Liang who was drinking tea and continued to walk several steps with Lao Liang. As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. After turning his face, Lao Liang was gone. Fang Tong was startled and looked around and saw that Lao Liang was not found.

"Ha ha......"

Jingchen's laughter came. Fang Tong looked down and saw Lao Liang at the foot of the mountain keeping the teacup lid and staying there. Fang Tong was also stunned: "Formation?"
Chapter completed!