Monks

Chapter 260 IX Talk

"I don't know, there is a tower outside the valley, have you seen it? Every 60 years, the gate of the tower is opened, and all masters who cultivate human form will enter the tower for trials. Come back and continue to practice, but every time I don’t see a few people, and I don’t see anyone soaring from this world. For thousands of years, there have been a few unlucky people who lost their lives, haha, I can’t control myself!”

What Hu Ping said made Zhang even more frightened. What kind of power exists here?Thinking of the bone forest again, oh my god, why are there so many horrible existences?

Hu Ping laughed a few times, then frowned again and said, "What should I do with you? Forget it, come with me." After speaking, regardless of Zhang's fear of reaction, he went straight to Shishan.Afraid of hesitating for a while, Zhang knew that he had no choice, so he had to obediently follow behind Huping. The fat baby Fu Ling was very happy, learned spells for a while, and walked bouncingly at the end.

Zhang feared that the armor was in the way, so he put it away and changed into a white shirt. Hu Ping nodded when he saw it: "The clothes are not bad, what kind of armor are you wearing?" Zhang feared: "It's so dangerous here, don't wear armor and wait to die. .”

The three of them climbed the rocky mountain, lived through the woods, and entered the boundless prairie.Living Tree actually let Hu Ping walk on his own, as if he was not a monster.Zhang was afraid that after thinking about it, he had already cultivated a human form, so he couldn't be regarded as a monster.

Zhang was afraid that as soon as he entered the grassland, countless monsters would move upon hearing the wind, and they would form a black mass to block his way.Hu Ping thought that none of these monsters existed, and lightly uttered two words: "Get out." Thousands of monsters immediately scattered and left.

Zhang is afraid that he admires it very much, this is his strength!Two words scare off millions of soldiers, as much as you want!

Hu Ping didn't care what Zhang Ai was thinking at all, he walked lazily on the grass, the grassland was windy, and his white robe seemed to fly when he blew it up, looking like a fairy.Zhang was afraid to follow behind with a disheveled face, always thinking about how to escape from this place safely.

After walking a few more steps, it actually started to rain, and the sky was filled with profuse water, connecting the sky and the earth.Hu Ping suddenly asked: "Is there always some poems that can express the artistic conception at this time?"

Zhang was taken aback when he heard that, what do you mean?What does rain have to do with poetry?He didn't answer in a daze, Hu Ping tilted his head and asked again: "Have you never heard of poetry?"

Zhang was afraid of being completely rigid, what kind of monster is this, he felt a little depressed.However, wandering around in the boundless world, I have more or less heard some masterpieces of sour Confucian scholars shaking their heads, and said: "I have heard a few of them, but I don't know much about the artistic conception."

"Oh? Tell me." Hu Ping was very elegant.Zhang Ai searched his brains and said a few words, such as the heavy rain, the ruthless rain, and so on. Hu Ping was very happy to hear it, and clapped his hands and said: "It's really a good poem, it's really a good mood, no wonder Saying that the world is the real existence, you and I are just flashy thoughts."

The big tiger of emotion is easy to learn and very knowledgeable, Zhang is afraid of thinking about it while walking.But Hu Ping said again: "Silver hooks into the water and moves the waves of the world; sitting on the south of the Yangtze River, fishing the world more than enough, this is such a heroic and broad-minded man, if I can, I really want to go out and have a look."

Hu Daxia's thinking is jumping enough, from raining to fishing, still want to go out?Don't you disturb the world when you go out?These words did not dare to say, all chanting in the stomach.Hu Ping glanced at him: "What are you thinking about? Could it be that my going out is a disaster?"

Zhang was frightened and frightened. Can a big tiger read people's hearts?

Hu Ping just said it, and didn't pursue what Zhang was thinking, he said to himself: "Yanyu Jiangnan, fishing a flat boat alone, I really want to go out and have a look, hey, where do you think Jiangnan is?"

Zhang Ai shook his head: "I don't know." Where did the big tiger of Xindao listen to these words, such flashy thoughts, such misty and rainy Jiangnan, even if I traveled all over Yue, Song, Lu, Qi, and Warring States, I have never heard of them The place name of Jiangnan.

Hu Ping was very disappointed with the answer. He glanced at Zhang Ai, shook his head slightly, and then another thought flashed in his mind, and he said happily: "Go, fishing in rainy days is the most interesting, I will take you fishing."

Ever since he met Huping, Zhang Fear hadn't stopped being surprised, and now he was shocked by him again, the big tiger is actually a romantic monster, who was instigating him into a demon, which made him yearn for human life very much. All day thinking about how to step into the world.

Hu Ping didn't care what Zhang was thinking, grabbed him with one hand, picked up the fat baby with the other hand, and stepped harder. Zhang felt that the world was shaking for a while, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the edge of a winding stream. There was a stone in front of him. Build houses, and at the end of the stream is Yiwangbi Lake.Hu Ping went into the house, took a fishing rod, and came out to ask Zhang Ai, "I made it, how about it?"

Zhang Ai hurriedly slapped the tiger fart and said yes, Huping was very satisfied, he sat down by the lake with a smile, dug out a worm in the soil and hung it on the hook, shook his hand, the hook entered the water, sat quietly, and waited for the greedy fish to take the bait .

This is the Alchemy Valley, the fish in the lake are of extraordinary quality, how can they be easily cheated by insects, even if Hu sits withered for half a day, he won't get anything, but looking at his calm demeanor, it's obvious that he doesn't mean that.Sure enough, while sitting and sitting, he pulled out another poem: "A moron by the river, fishing alone for snow in the cold river, when the snow comes." With a wave of his hand, there was snow floating in the sky, and it melted into the lake together with the drizzle. .

Watching the snow and rain fall, Zhang feared that the big tiger might have been alone for too long, so he would do some boring things, such as being arty, sitting and fishing, or using spells pointlessly just to say something casually, so he sighed secretly and sat aside quietly.

This sitting lasted for a day and a night, the sky was dark and bright again, the rain had stopped, the snow was still dancing, the fat doll squeezed between the two of them to sleep, Hu Ping was afraid but remained motionless like a stone statue, Let Xixue bury the two into snowmen.As the day and night passed, even a fool could see that Hu Ping wasn't fishing at all, maybe it was just a different way to relieve his loneliness.

The two sat for a while, Hu Ping raised his hand to put away the magic spell, Feixue stopped dancing, got up and shook off the snow and said: "Three meals are a continuation. I have heard of it but never seen it. What does your human meal look like?" There is a touch of sadness in it, is it because of the injustice of one's own fate?

Afraid of feeling the same way, Zhang got up to shake the snow, took out wine and meat, and put them on the table, all of which were cooked food or fresh vegetables.Seeing this, Hu Ping was pleasantly surprised, rubbed his hands, smiled and said, "That's good, that's good, you are much more interesting than those people, and you only carry some broken spirit stone materials on your body, but there is no food." The practitioners who were killed by him.There may be no shortage of meat in the Alchemy Valley, but there are no grains, vegetables and seasonings. Even if the meat is roasted over fire, it tastes like chewing meat, making people have no desire to eat.

Hu Ping went back to the stone house and moved out the stone table and bench, rearranged the dishes and sat upright, looking very solemn, poured a glass of spiritual wine and held it up to Zhang Fear: "This, I haven't drunk it for a long time, I'll just get drunk today!" Say it all.