A group of six people were stepping on a road leading to the hut, and there were a slight "crunch" sound under their feet.

This is because the road under Lingyun's feet is repaired with bamboo. Although it will make a "crunch" sound when stepped on it, it is strong and durable, which also makes Lingyun discover that the bamboo road is not simple.

Bamboo roads generally have two characteristics. One of them is very fatal, that is, bamboo is very slippery when encountering water, but the bamboo road in front of you is not slippery at all.

After careful observation, Ling Yun found that someone manually polished the texture of the bamboo itself, thus solving this fatal feature.

If you don’t pay attention, you will think it is a natural painting, but in fact they are all traces of natural texture carving and polishing.

"So that's it." Just as he approached the hut, Ling Yun saw that there were still a few bamboos that were polished to the halfway beside the house, and finally realized: "Ling Yun admired Xiaoyi Zhenren's state of mind, and actually honed himself with carving bamboo."

"It's just boring. If the donor has the intention, he can also carve one or two things. Through nature, he can understand the great way of heaven and earth. If he wants to break through, he will be close to him." Xiao Yi saw Ling Yun's cultivation level at a glance, and then spoke up and said.

While speaking, the group had already walked around the bamboo forest and came to a big tree that covered the sky and the sun, like a pillar of heaven in China.

Behind the tree is a bamboo house, and there is an Eight Immortals table in the yard in front. Looking at the traces on the table, there are probably many visitors, otherwise it would not be so smooth.

A circle of tall and slender bamboos with green and green seasons were planted near the hut. There were two little squirrels and a few birds playing together on the bamboo.

When Ling Yun and others just sat down, they jumped onto the table and stared at everyone. Then they turned their eyes into a humanized way and continued to play.

Finally, Xiaoyi took an old tea set and skillfully poured six cups of tea on the table, accompanied by a strong fragrance, floating between three inches.

It is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary tea, but it has a unique taste. The water is made by Xiaoyi from the stream, the fire is burned with dry firewood, and the tea is picked now. Everything is so ordinary and natural.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled, causing bamboo to move with the wind, and then a faint fragrance of orchid spreads through the valley and pours into everyone's minds, and it will not dissipate for a long time.

"The orchid in the valley is in the wild, so elegant." Ling Yun couldn't help but praise. He yearned for this life, but when he really wanted to do it, it was not so easy.

"I practice Taoism and farming on the mountain, and I just have some hobbies." Xiao Yi took out a few different tea cups, poured them seven minutes full, and gave them to the animals on the bamboo to drink.

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, Xiaoyi explained: "These are several injured animals. After curing them, they will stay here by themselves."

"Isn't it wrong for Xiaoyi's injury?" As soon as Ling Yun talked about this, he thought of the other party's leg injury. It was impossible for ordinary medicine to treat it.

"Brother Ling, is there a hidden task?" Leng Tong asked with his eyes shining. The four of them couldn't talk from beginning to end, so they could only chat with a few of them. Now that Ling Yun asked this, he thought there was a hidden task.

"No" Ling Yun shook his head. Not any hermit has a mission. You must know that basically every famous mountain and river has a hermit. If there were a mission, Ling Yun would do it in the last life.

"Why are you wasting time here? Let's leave quickly." Leng Tong was very puzzled. It has been nearly half an hour since he came out of Fenglin Town, and there is more than an hour left. It is true that doing the serious business is.

"No rush" to meet the hermit is an opportunity. Even if there is no task, there are other gains. Compared with the city's NPC, Lingyun prefers to deal with people in the mountains and fields.

After all, equipment is just an auxiliary tool, and what is important is always the oneself, not something outside. Now that you can meet hermit masters and chat with them, it will only benefit you and not harm you.

"Not at the moment" only she knows how serious Xiaoyi's injury is. If it could be cured, it would have been cured long ago, but it has not been aborted at the moment.

"Very good" Lingyun picked up the tea rippling waves, smelled the fragrance of the tea, and showed a very intoxicated expression. She thought that Xiaoyi was really capable, and her face was so simple that she had a "Tao" rhyme.

Ling Yun was very casual in drinking tea. The first is that he had not received a complete tea ceremony education, and the second is the way of sword cultivation. A cup of tea is a sip, without any feeling.

On the contrary, Xiaoyi is more elegant, but he is also very casual. He divided three mouthfuls, tried the warmth in the first mouthful, tasted the fragrance in the second mouthful, and drink the third mouthful.

When you enter the mouth, the tea fragrance circulates in your mouth, and it suddenly turns into a fragrance of the mouth and nose. A beautiful fragrance retains the lip fragrance of the teeth and lips. The fragrance of the tea is mellow and mellow, and the clear and fresh green leaves are all indifferent.

As for the others, the Eight Immortals show their magical powers across the sea, and they have everything. Like bamboo shadows, they taste the water temperature lightly, and the entrance is warm but just right.

Then I took a second sip, and the strong aroma of tea radiated from the tongue coating to the lips and teeth, filling the entire mouth and rushing straight to the forehead.

Soon, with a "gurgle", everyone drank a big mouthful of tea like a cow and drank water, and no matter what it tasted, it was like bathing in the spring breeze, walking on the field covered with grass, and feeling refreshed.

Immediately afterwards, a mountain wind blew, and the wind and clouds were turbulent. The fire-like sun beat, pouring down unpredictable lights, making everyone feel like they were in the illusion of glass.

Seeing that everyone was obsessed with tea, Xiao Yi smiled faintly and poured a cup of tea again, and then said, "This tea is just a water, a fire, and a bamboo. It is no different from the right and wrong between ordinary people. If you like it, you might as well drink a few more cups."

"Then I'll be polite." How about cold pupils? It's good to drink. Since the owner has spoken, he might as well do it himself and drink one more cup after another.

"You are really polite to me." Ling Yun nodded slightly.

"We are just following our hearts. Only by understanding the original nature of our hearts can we speak of our hearts. Only by understanding the common ways of the world can we be considered as being born. These kinds of things will lead to a trial of being born."

Xiao Yi's words contain mystery, but they are not without great principles. They do not avoid the desires in their hearts. Who says that it is not the way to practice? Therefore, when discussing things and leaving things in mind, all this is just a training.

The so-called birds singing and sounding nature have their own secrets to convey the heart. The grass is lush and lush, nothing more than reading the truth. Those who are confused will be confused, and those who are enlightened will be enlightened.

After a while, everyone added a little more, but in just one or two cups of tea, Ling Yun had already told Xiao Yi about the changes in the outside world.

In addition, everyone also knew that Xiaoyi was taken back by her master and had never been out. The most common thing to say is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

The Great Way of Heaven and Earth is too difficult for other people to come. It is to understand but not understand. It is to understand but not understand but understand. It is to not understand. It is to not understand. It is the same as it is, and I don’t know what to say.

For Ling Yun, this is not the case. The situation has begun to contact the principles of heaven and earth. In addition, Xiao Yi, who has been familiar with famous classics since childhood, talks from shallow to deep, and talks leisurely, Ling Yun has gained a lot.

Soon, Ling Yun heard Xiaoyi's words and shook his head and said, "My way is different from her: "Famous swords are all broken, where are the heroes? When will the prosperity be explained? If you want to rise and fall, you will be sad. The east family will be defeated by the west family. The world will change like a cloud. Success is also a sorrow in heaven and earth; defeat is also a sorrow in heaven and earth.

"What the donor said is reasonable. Who can change the time in the vast world? Whether it is a person or a soul, it is just a shadow of lotus." He nodded a little. What he saw today is gone tomorrow. This is the change of heaven and earth.

"It was said in ancient times: It is invisible to see it, and it is silent to hear it, so the Tao cannot be heard, and it is not heard; the Tao cannot be seen, and it is not seen; the Tao cannot be spoken, and it is not spoken, and it is clear about its meaning and distinguish its straightness, which may be beneficial to the path of practice!"

"Xiaoyi Zhenren, to me, Tao is nothing more than the sword tip, asking the top of the sword path of heaven and earth, three feet of autumn water is spotless, advance and retreat, I only have one sword. Who dares to block the sword? Kill in life, kill in death, kill in my name, kill in everyone, kill in thousands of stars, rolling red dust is a sword, only me, only sword, only heart."

Ling Yun’s Tao is very simple. It does not depend on swords and sword techniques, but on the person holding the sword. If there is Tao in his heart, swords will naturally be born in the sword. Swords are the manifestation of beliefs in his heart, and the most sincere and saintly beliefs will condense powerful thoughts into one and refine swords.

Since sword art is condensed by pure beliefs, the attributes of each sword art are different. Some people's sword art are killing, while others' sword art is heavenly punishment, destruction, death, creation, etc.

However, the true swordsmanship lies in the human beings themselves and the faith in the heart of the sword holder to move forward and never give up. As long as there is faith, anyone can become swordsmanship.

"I fell in love with you for the first time, and I was infatuated when I saw you again. I tried my best to get the heart. I tried my best to make my heart urge me. Do you think about it? Is your heart not understanding my heart? I am so cruel that I am sad?"
Chapter completed!