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Big Lotus Peak.

Purple bamboo forest.

This place is the forbidden place of the Wudang ancestor Wang Xiaoping.

Several senior brothers who are the same generation as this sword fanatic do not dare to bother them on weekdays.

Only the young master uncle will enter it when she occasionally herd cattle.

Occasionally I will cut some suitable bamboo to make fishing rods.

Knowing that there is a very strong sword fanatic here, Xu Fengnian would come to make a breakthrough every time he practiced his sword.

When I first came, I lay in bed for seven days before I could get out of bed.

It took Wudang dozens of first-grade pills to consume, but it hurt the elder of the pharmacy for a long time.

If Xu Fengnian hadn't been able to bury his muscles and bones since childhood, he would have been lying for at least another month.

When I visited Zizhulin again, I was forced to retreat after a sword.

Although I didn't see the sword crazy real person, I didn't fall to the ground either.

He staggered back to the elephant washing pond.

Today, I heard that my brother Xu Qianqiu was holding a knife in his hand and was alone in the purple bamboo forest. Xu Fengnian was curious and pulled Hong Xixiang to go with him.

Behind His Highness the Crown Prince, many young Taoist priests gradually followed.

There are also many elders.

It was just because of face, it was difficult to move forward, so I had to follow him from afar.

Xu Qianqiu smiled and said nothing.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone stopped and did not dare to go up the mountain.

Xu Qianqiu held the hatchet in his hand and was alone on the mountain.

In a short while, the wind blew and the sword intention flew.

Dead branches and leaves fly up, covering the entire mountain.

Wherever the sword intent reaches, everything is a sword.

But I knew what happened. In just a moment, the sword intent condensed and dispersed.

Then the sound of cutting came.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain, look at me, look at you, look at you, look at you.

After a while, His Royal Highness came down the mountain with about three hundred purple bamboos.

He held up the hundreds of tied purple bamboos with one hand, walked leisurely in the garden, and slowly came.

Taoist priests at the foot of the mountain made way.

Looking back on the mountain, there is a large area of ​​purple bamboo forest missing.

???

what happened?

Could it be that Uncle Shi is not on the mountain today?

This matter is gradually becoming a unsolved case in Wudang, and no one knows the details.

The osmanthus flowers bloom on the mountain, and the fragrance is everywhere, like a sea of ​​flowers.

Xu Qianqiu picked one, which was different from the blue bird's hairpin.

After many days, the young master uncle finally came to the hut again.

After hesitating outside for a long time, he finally stepped into it.

Suddenly, a unique Wudang shaking horse and autumn cicada passed by.

I didn't see how the little Taoist priest speeded up. After his figure, a series of phantoms had been dragged out, which was beyond the naked eye.

Like a drunk man, he had already caught up with the autumn cicada in just a few steps.

Pinch it before it is about to hit the spider web.

Gentle hands and pinching wings are not enough to hurt his life.

Avoid spider webs, release your fingers, and release autumn cicadas.

The life of Chan is extremely short.

It becomes an adult insect and has a lifespan of less than three months.

When winter comes, it is the day of his death.

Even so, the young master's uncle saved the Qiu cicada.

There is no reason, but it's just to do it with your heart.

This is how this uncle of this junior teacher has been through more than 20 years. What he does all day long is all things that are smooth and small, trivial things in life.

He is more popular than Wudang, and is more popular with his master and his senior brother. He is the best candidate for practicing the way of heaven.

And he himself seemed to have never considered what the way of heaven was.

I don't want to think too much.

Eat, drink, defecate, and urinate, and herd cattle and read books. It is plain and simple.

Bang!

Bang!

His Highness clapped his hands, walked out of the hut, and said, "What a way for heaven and man!"

Hong Xixiang smiled humbly and said, "Your Highness the Prince is far higher than me."

Xu Qianqiu picked a cucumber from the vegetable garden, threw it over, and said, "Dao heart is good, it's just this skill of flattery, it's really not very good."

Hong Xixiang caught the cucumber, smiled embarrassedly, and ate the cucumber in her hand, not daring to refute.

His Highness suddenly laughed:

"I can't say that the autumn cicada just now might have been saved by you for the sake of death.

The cattle-herder, tell me, is this a bad thing?”

Hong Xixiang smiled indifferently, disregarded her concern and said:

"He lets him make mistakes, I can do it."

Xu Qianqiu smiled.

If the young master uncle comes in person, there will be something big.

As expected, Wang Chonglou's intention was to pass on Dahuangting to Xu Qianqiu.

This matter was a key part of the plan, and Xu Qianqiu never refused.

The day of the merit is determined to be three days later.

Before Hong Xixiang left, she took away a few more cucumbers.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything special about this thing.

But I have eaten too much meat recently and have a little vegetarian food. I suddenly feel that the delicious food in the world is nothing more than that.

"The cowherds, separation is coming soon, I'll give you a word."

Seeing that he was speaking solemnly, Hong Xixiang bowed her hands and said, "Please speak with your priest!"

"It is better to be the best in the world than to be the only one in the world.

The former is available to everyone.

The latter cannot be controlled by great wisdom or achieved.

This state is the way of heaven, and it is also better than the way of heaven.”

Hong Xixiang turned over the cow, rode the green cow upside down, fell into deep thought, and said sadly for a long time:

"It seems like I understand, but I don't think I understand..."

Xu Qianqiu smiled without saying anything, and said no more.

On the second day, the prince was still sleeping, and outside the thatched hut, there was a wailing sound like a pig slaughtering sound.

The tragic and tragic way is that even if my parents die, I probably don’t feel so sad.

A big man's voice was full of crying.
To be continued...