The wind blows through the world, and the willows sway to both sides with ripples like waves. In June and July, the world is the busiest time. The city of Zhongzhou Fucheng is still towering, especially the main city tower, standing here like a silent beast.

, facing the human world, a number of warriors wearing strong armor are arrayed here.

The cornices at the highest point are raised, and there are statues on both sides, which are pictures of mocking the wind and pepper.

These two statues, who had a friendship with Qi Wuzhuo two years ago, are still chatting in the world, talking about the rising and setting of the sun, the blooming of flowers in spring, the white snow in winter, and the golden everything in autumn. They occasionally quarrel, and occasionally

It's been years since I was angry, but I don't feel tired at all.

It was sunset today, and the sky was flowing with gold. Chaofeng seemed a little bored, so he yawned and said to the world: "Ah, I didn't see that little Taoist priest today."

Jiao Tu retorted almost instinctively: "Little Taoist priest?"

“There are too many little Taoist priests in this world!”

"There is a little Taoist priest on this mountain, and there is a little Taoist priest on that mountain. After decades, the little Taoist priest on this mountain has become an old Taoist priest. After the old Taoist priest comes down the mountain, he will drag a little Taoist priest up the mountain.

Then after a few decades, the young Taoist priest turned into an old Taoist priest."

"This new old Taoist priest will still bring a little Taoist priest up the mountain. The little Taoist priest you mentioned didn't come. Which little Taoist priest is it?"

These tongue-twisting words seemed to make Xiao Feng faint. He felt like stars were popping up in front of his eyes, spinning around his head. The one here is called a little Taoist priest, and the one there is called a little Taoist priest.

One of them is called the old Taoist priest. Chaofeng himself hesitated and stammered subconsciously:

"Ah? Of course, that, the little Taoist priest in the old Taoist priest's family, no, the little Taoist priest will become the old Taoist priest?"

Jiao Tu suppressed a smile and said:

"Yes, yes, the little Taoist priest is the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest will bring out a little Taoist priest, so that means the little Taoist priest is the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest is the little Taoist priest. What you want to ask me, is it the little Taoist priest?

Or an old Taoist priest? Are they the old Taoist priests of the future or the young Taoist priests of the past?"

Xiaofeng was completely stunned:

"Ah? Ah? Are you an old Taoist priest or a young Taoist priest? The old Taoist priest is the young Taoist priest?"

"What I'm looking for is both an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest?!"

When he was at a loss, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiao Tu over there, grinning with his mouth wide open. He immediately paused, and then a burst of anger suddenly rose, and he said angrily: "Okay, okay, are you kidding me?"

?!"

"Jiao Tuqi is here to make trouble with me, right?"

Jiao Tu was not straightforward but very angry, saying: "What are you looking for? Don't slander me. Have you forgotten about the little Taoist priest before? He was the one who came two years ago!"

After a while, I remembered the little Taoist priest who would often climb up and sit on the tower of Zhongzhou City with raised eaves, watching the sunset and talking to them. That little Taoist priest was responsible for the disaster of Zhongzhou two years ago.

After that, he waved his hand and left. Two years have passed since then, and I don’t know how the little Taoist priest is doing now.

Jiao Tu originally wanted to find trouble on purpose, but after mentioning the little Taoist priest who would come to chat with them, and thinking of those days, he felt sad when he turned the page and sighed.

The two spiritual statues sighed together.

Chaofeng sighed: "I wonder if he is okay? Has he become a great real person?"

Jiao Tu sighed: "Yes, I wonder if he is okay? Has he become a great real person?"

It was quiet for a while.

The two dragon statues looked at each other and said angrily:

"Huh? Are you imitating me again?!"

"Shit, you are obviously imitating me!"

Both Jiao Tu and Jiao Tu were furious and started arguing again, just like they did every day and every year in the past.

And the wind blows through the world, blowing through this Zhongzhou Fucheng. The rebuilt Fucheng can no longer see the traces left by the disaster two years ago. People are still living lively. The river that runs through the entire Fucheng is unhurried.

, flows through every city in the world, and also flows through that mountain.

From the hillside, you can see the prosperity of the entire Zhongzhou Fucheng.

There is a Taoist temple on the mountain.

There is an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest inside the Taoist temple.

The young Taoist priest said to the old Taoist priest in front of him seriously:

"teacher."

"I want to go down the mountain."

The old Taoist priest who was chattering could not catch his breath, and almost choked to death at the disciple's words.

I almost choked on the noodles and came out of my nose. I coughed violently for a while, and then I finally regained my breath. I shook my hands and threw the taboo garlic head away from the statue of Sanqing Daozu. Then I said: "

you say--"

"What?!!"

………………

The little Taoist Ming Xin has no father or mother. He was rescued by the old Taoist when he traveled down the mountain. Whether his parents have passed away or were abandoned, this always means that his relationship with his parents has ended.

The Taoist sect is also a monastic cultivator like the Buddhist sect, but the Taoist sect specializes in looking for people with weak kinship in the sect. The old Taoist priest immediately brought this little guy back. He liked his disciple very much, and almost felt that this

It was given to me by heaven, and even the Taoist title was mixed with some selfish motives.

Taoist disciples cultivate their mind and are named Mingxin, which shows their doting and valuing.

The old Taoist never expected that after his disciple finally made himself a bowl of noodles, the next thing he said was that this kid was going to run away.

The old Taoist put the noodles next to him and put the chopsticks up so that the two chopsticks were close to each other. Then he looked at the young Taoist in front of him. The little guy was very well-behaved and sat there with a low eyebrow.

But the older Taoist priest knew that this boy had made up his mind and even nine cows could not be pulled back.

The old Taoist now does not look like a gifted Taoist priest, but more like an ordinary old man. When he heard that his child was going to travel far away, he felt worried in his heart, afraid of any danger, and almost instinctively wanted to keep the child.

People around me subconsciously objected:

"So, has something happened to you? Why do you want to go down the mountain?"

"How old are you?"

He looked at the disciples who had grown rapidly in the past two years, paused, looked away without changing his expression, and said seriously: "Think about it, Master Qi Wuhuo, at your age, you are still practicing in the mountains.

No one went out."

"Didn't you always say that you want to learn from your Uncle Qi?"

"How come it's only been so many years and you've changed?"

In the past two years, the old Taoist priest has always used Qi Wuhuo, a child from another family, to teach Mingxin.

Tried and true.

No matter how the calf nose in front of him got a stubborn temper, if he used this trick, he would definitely have no problem and he would be obedient.

But this time it seems to be of no use.

The little Taoist priest said clearly: "I am fifteen years old."

After a pause, he added: "Uncle Qi came to our Zhongzhou and settled in our Yang Yang Temple when he was my age."

The old Taoist priest suddenly choked.

He paused for a moment, then slapped it on the table, making a clattering sound.

Old Taoist priests know deep down in their hearts that their disciples should go down the mountain and travel around the world, so that they can grow. How can a Taoist disciple attain the Tao if he doesn't go to the natural world and indulge in peace of mind?

At that moment, my heart softened, and I had the idea of ​​letting the little Taoist priest go down the mountain, but I still said harshly:

"So what if I get older?"

"Can you compare with your Uncle Qi? There are too many people in this world who are just old and don't grow up in anything else. Some people know how to work hard when they are fifteen or sixteen, and some know how to work hard when they are fifteen or sixteen.

When I was six years old, I was still thinking about getting money from my parents, gambling, and having fun.”

"When he came to us, he was already a [Three Talents]. His energy flowed and changed, and after a month he directly broke through and became a [Xiantian Yiqi] real person, a fifteen-year-old real person.

,How can you compare with him?"

The old Taoist priest gradually became more confident when he spoke, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin stretched out his hand, and a stream of air flowed over his body.

Although it is still very light, it is extremely real. It is not the kind of Qi that is innate and consistent with one's own will, but it is also lively, harmonious, and full of vitality, just like the morning light in the bamboo forest.

The morning mist makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The little Taoist priest imitated the tone of a certain uncle, lowered his eyes, and said calmly:

"All three talents."

"I've got it..."

All three talents...

Fifteen-year-old San Cai Quan?

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but be stunned. He saw the faint morning light falling on the young Taoist. He was wearing a light blue robe, a wooden hairpin, and clear eyebrows. He was even more excited. He was as full of infinite possibilities as the newborn sun. His expression was calm and light, and he was even more excited.
To be continued...