"… "
The tone was so gentle and soft, but Jianchou heard a kind of grandeur that went against the will of heaven!
Her heart suddenly began beating like a drum and she looked up.
The boy didn't look back.
Jianchou didn't know how long she had been silent. Feeling the blazing sunlight falling into her eyes, she blinked gently and said with a smile: "Then just live in the morning."
Just live in the morning, don't die in the evening.
"Just as soon as you're born?"
The young man slowly turned around, looked at Jianchou and smiled.
He sat down slowly, and looked at the red sun floating on the vast deep blue sea again. He put his fingers on his knees and said in a vague voice: "That's perfect. I don't have a name yet, so I'll call you Chaosheng."
Jianchou was a little surprised and opened his mouth to say something.
Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly turned his head to look to the west and frowned.
Jianchou followed his gaze and saw a deep blue light streaking across the distant sky, accompanied by a loud shout: "Jianchou girl, Jianchou girl!"
Jianchou was immediately surprised, he stood up and waved towards the ray of light: "Master, your disciple is here!"
The ray of light in the air paused, and the Fudaoshan man standing behind the deep blue light finally discovered Jianchou and quickly turned around to come over.
Originally, she thought that Fudaoshan must be in danger in Qingfeng Temple. Under the circumstances at that time, although she told Zhang Sui and others that they were not worried, those words were just to comfort others and herself.
Now seeing him appear and calling out his name with full energy, Jianchou felt a little happy.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and Jianchou suddenly thought of the young man.
"That's what I mean by interesting..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
By the pond, there were only some mayflies flying gently, flapping their wings.
Their newly born bodies were illuminated by the scorching sun, just like the fireflies of last night, with a faint glow that seemed transparent. Their wings, which were no bigger than a grain of rice, were so thin that they cast no shadow.
The stones by the pond were covered with moss, including the stone slab where Jianchou had just stood.
But the young man was gone.
The moss on the stone slabs did not show any signs of being bent, as if it was not that there was no one there now, but that no one had ever been there before.
The young man who called himself "Mayfly" just now seemed like a dream to Jianchou.
Now that she was awake, the dream was over.
Jianchou was a little stunned.
She turned around and looked around. The stone pond was still the same as last night, without any trace of anyone hiding there.
Jianchou stopped, but the young man's thrilling words echoed in his mind.
Maybe, he left
She lowered her head to look at the stone slab where the person had been standing. Just as she was about to turn around and talk to Fudao Shanren, her eyes suddenly paused and fixed on the stone slab.
This small stone pond on Dengtian Island should have been ignored on weekdays. A ten-foot-long stone was laid diagonally on the edge of the pond. The edges and corners were covered with moss, and there was countless dust in the middle.
Jianchou walked over slowly and bent down.
She hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and brushed away the wet dirt in the middle of the stone slab.
The dust and dirt were slowly cleared away, revealing the original hard stone surface.
One deeply engraved mark after another finally appeared.
Jianchou took a few steps back and took in the trace. There was a word.
--towards.
towards
Apart from this, there is no other word.
Seeing that he was worried and distressed.
This stone slab looks like a fallen stone tablet, but the bottom is damaged and seems to be broken.
"Hualala..."
Suddenly, there was a gust of flying sand and rocks behind me.
"Oh my god, I was really tricked by those idiots. My old waist is hurting..."
With a "thump", Fudao Shanren finally landed on the ground. He took back the dirty Wu Jian, which had a huge crack on it, and immediately started crying.
Jianchou quickly turned around to look.
He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, his face was full of wrinkles and he looked miserable, even more miserable than when we first met. Of course...
Jianchou also saw the big white goose that he was holding tightly in his arms, the big white goose that was filled with grief and anger.
When he went to Qingfeng Temple before, Fudao Shanren brought a goose with him. Later, when he caught Jianchou to make up the number, the goose disappeared. Jianchou thought that the big white goose that had accompanied him for a long time was gone, but he didn't expect...
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Jianchou listened to Fudaoshan's exaggerated complaints, and all his sympathy was eaten by dogs.
"It's such a critical moment, Master, you're still bringing the goose!"
"That's it! This is my big white goose!"
Fudaoshan was not ashamed of it, but proud of it. He seemed to be extremely tired. He stuck out his tongue, sat down on the ground, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.
He stroked the big white goose's head again and again, and the smooth feathers felt good in his palm.
"Comfortable, this is a comfortable day..."
Whenever he touched it, the big white goose trembled and flapped its wings, looking very dissatisfied.
Unfortunately, Fudaoshanren didn't feel that his actions were excessive or "torturing the goose". He was very satisfied and said to Jianchou, "What about you? Why are you also covered in blood?"
Is there blood too
Jianchou was still staring at Fudaoshanren in a daze, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly talk about himself.
This time, when he looked down, he saw that there were indeed light traces of blood on her body.
She remembered.
"It's not mine, it's... Junior Sister Xiaowan's."
"Something happened?"
Fudaoshanren stopped touching the goose.
He frowned and looked up, examining Jianchou, only to find that although her eyes were bright, her expression was not relaxed.
The four men seemed to be united but were actually at odds with each other, and Fudaoshanren had already seen that.
But in such a critical situation, the four people would endure even if they had conflicts. What's more, Jianchou had no interest in them. Even if they gained something in the hidden world and eventually had grudges, it would not implicate Jianchou.
At that time, Jianchou was dragged in to make up the number, firstly because he was just the right person, and secondly because Jianchou was almost not in any danger.
But what is happening now
Fudaoshanren was waiting for Jianchou's answer.
Jianchou sorted out his thoughts and told Fudao Shanren everything that happened after he left the teleportation array in the belly of Qingfeng Temple.
Fudaoshanren was fine at first, but later he frowned.
"You said the man who was chasing Xu Lan'er was named Tao Zhang?"
"That's the name." Jianchou remembered what Xu Lan'er said, and said, "Xu Lan'er said he was a disciple of Wuyi Sect."
Jianchou didn't know anything about the sects in the Nineteen Continents, but Fudao Shanren knew very well. After thinking for a while, he explained to Jianchou, "The Wuyi Sect is among the three thousand sects in the Central Region. If I remember correctly, it should be ranked in the top five, or in the 'top five'. Xu Lan'er came from the small Jianzhu Sect, but she dared to attack the disciples of the Wuyi Sect. This time she deserved it."
"Top five?"
Jianchou started asking again.
"Forget it. I didn't want to tell you so much, but we are almost at the Nineteenth Continent, so I have to tell you what you need to know."
A chicken leg appeared in his hand, and Fudaoshanren took a bite, and most of the chicken leg was gone.
Seeing the sorrow makes me speechless.
Fudao Shanren ate while talking: "The 19 continents are divided into four regions: South, North, Central, and Extreme. Master has told you about this. To put it simply, the Central Region is the part in the middle of the 19 continents. To the west of the Central Region there are vast mountains, rivers, and plains, with countless sects standing side by side, some large, some small, with more or less people. Because of their large numbers, they have been called the 'Left Three Thousand' since ancient times. The five most powerful sects are called the 'Upper Five', and the next most powerful ones are called the 'Middle Fifty-Six', and sometimes the 'Middle Two Hundred and Fifty', depending on the number. The other small sects are all classified as the 'Small Three Thousand'."
"I see. What about Zuo Sanqian?"
Jianchou suddenly asked.
Fudaoshanren was startled: "How do you know this?"
"Junior Sister Xiaowan mentioned it before." Jianchou's expression darkened when Nie Xiaowan was mentioned. "She seemed to want to attend and asked me if I would go. I didn't know, so I didn't answer."
"Go, of course I'll go!"
Fudaoshanren's eyes bulged out, and he threw the chicken bones to the ground, immediately becoming more imposing.
"I haven't been to the Zuo Sanqian Small Meeting for a long time. Let me tell you, this is a major event in our Central Region. Countless sects in Zuo Sanqian will select disciples to participate, and every session will produce some amazing people! I, your master, came out of the Zuo Sanqian Small Meeting!"
Jianchou understood that it was a bit like the imperial examinations at all levels in the secular world.
But the Nineteenth Continent must be freer.
She suddenly became curious: "Then Master is the first in Zuo Sanqian's small meeting?"
"… "
Damn, I can’t live like this anymore!
Fudao Shanren looked at Jianchou dimly, and had the urge to immediately throw his disciple Tuanba Tuanba into the sea to feed the fish.
He calmed down for a long time before speaking to Jianchou calmly and earnestly: "My disciple, fame and fortune are only external things. How can you attach so much importance to ranking? Let me tell you..."
oh.
Jianchou raised his eyes and glanced at Fudaoshanren.
She was too familiar with this tone.
Jianchou pretended not to hear anything and said, "I will follow Master's teachings. It seems that Master must have been very powerful in his time, and he was the best among all the heroes, right?"
"What is this?"
After being praised by Jianchou, Fudaoshanren's tail immediately stood up.
He thought he was very elegant and smoothed his sparse beard, looking like a master: "Every generation has its own talented people. In three years, Master will be counting on you to be honored!"
"… "
Suddenly I felt so stressed.
But what comes with it is a strange yearning.
What is Nie Xiaowan looking forward to so much
She blinked and said, "Will Xu Lan'er go? Also, if Tao Zhang can seek revenge on Xu Lan'er and gouge out her eyes, can I do the same?"
“Cough cough cough!”
The mountain man Fudao, who had just taken out the chicken leg, was nearly choked to death by the bone.
He looked up at Chou in surprise: "Are you crazy? Do you want to avenge that girl Nie Xiaowan?"
"Not really... I just can't hold it in my heart."
I'm just asking, what if
“Tsk tsk.”
Fudao Shanren twirled the chicken leg with his finger, took one step at a time, and walked around Jianchou a few times. Thinking of what she asked, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this disciple was really good, and he liked him!
"Master?"
Jianchou didn't know what he was looking at and felt a little uneasy.
Fudaoshanren chuckled twice and said, "You, when you return to Yashan, you should practice hard. Nineteen Continents is a good place. As long as you are stronger than others, no one can do anything to you, let alone revenge, even if you want to massacre the entire Nineteen Continents."
Yes.
Jianchou remembered the rules she understood when Nie Xiaowan and Zhang Sui discussed whether to take her with them.
It turned out to be universal.
She also curved her lips and smiled, "That still depends on Master's instruction."
"Don't worry, my disciple is no problem! It's just a small Candle-cutting Sect. I'll take you to crush it!" Fudao took a bite of the chicken leg arrogantly, "I still remember that you have a heartless husband, right? As long as he embarks on the path of cultivation, he will reach the Nineteenth Continent sooner or later, and then we'll crush it together!"
Unfaithful man
Jianchou was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.
Her eyes curved into a smile, and she thought of the disciple of the old monster Hengxu from Kunwu Mountain who had built his foundation in ten days, and her heart was filled with waves.
The sea breeze was blowing on my face and the sun was already feeling scorching hot.
Jianchou looked around and suddenly remembered that it was getting late.
"Master, the teleportation array on this island has been destroyed by Xu Lan'er. How are we going to get there?"
"This is easy." Fudao Shanren didn't care at all. He walked directly to Jianchou's side and stretched out his hand to her, "Give me the broken bamboo pole."
Jianchou looked at him and said nothing.
Fudao Shanren was surprised: "I asked you to break the bamboo..."
He suddenly shut up.
Jianchou smiled kindly, "Master, isn't this the nine-section bamboo you worked so hard to cut from the South China Sea?"
She still remembered that in the belly of Qingfeng Temple, she was scolded by Fudao Mountain Master for calling her a "broken bamboo pole". As a result, now...
Haha, interesting.
Fudaoshanren knew that he had said something wrong, and he looked around with his eyes rolling, pretending to be indifferent.
"Ah, the wind is so strong, I can't hear anything clearly. I'd better go and fix the teleportation array."
In fact, he had already started crying in his heart.
It is easy to draw the formation with a broken bamboo pole, but it would be really difficult to draw it with other things. But now he doesn't want to ask Jianchou for the broken bamboo pole... Oh no, where is the nine-section bamboo!
Fudaoshanren was determined to go all the way to the end, and walked to the teleportation array with a heroic attitude towards death.
Jianchou picked up the nine-section bamboo and looked down at it. He didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes.
She followed this unreliable master and walked to the teleportation array to watch him busy, but suddenly a few words popped up in her mind.
Jianchou suddenly asked: "Master, I have another question. What does Daolu mean?"
“Crack.”
Fudao Shanren had just picked up a stone from the ground and was about to test it to see if it could be used, but he didn't expect to hear Jianchou's words immediately.
He wasn't paying attention and the stone broke into pieces.
Fudao Shanren raised his head as if he had seen a ghost, as if he wanted to see a flower on Jianchou's face.
"You, you, you won't tell Master that someone wants to be your Taoist partner, right?"
Jianchou was a little overwhelmed to react.
Fudao Shanren immediately wailed: "Oh my God, oh my God, this is so unfair! I have been single for so many years! It's not fair!"