Dao fruit.

The place where Qiu Yan and others got off the car was close to Qingchang County. They stopped and went, and soon hired another ox cart in a nearby village. After spending most of the day, they finally arrived at Qingchang in the evening. county.

Inside and outside the city, there were beggars all over the place, all with blank expressions.

"The banditry in the south has a lot of influence. Most of these people escaped from the villages in the south." Seeing this scene, Liu Huai couldn't help feeling emotional.

"It seems that the government is not going to take care of these people anymore." Qiu Yan felt that the county in front of him was emitting bursts of chaotic thoughts, and at the same time the power of cause and effect in his body was tightened suddenly, which made his heart tremble. Famous refugees and beggars emerge with enlightenment.

After entering the city, Qiu Yan did not lead the Liu family to their home in the north of the city, but found an inn to stay.

When things were done and it was dark, when it was time for dinner, Qiu Yan and the Liu family explained: "Uncle, after a busy day, don't think so much, just rest after dinner, I will accompany you Look at Brother Yan."

Liu Huai nodded and said, "That's good too. Hero Yan speaks up for justice today and stepped forward again. You should thank him well."

"Naturally." After bidding farewell to Liu Huai's family, Qiu Yan took the man surnamed Yan to a famous tavern in Qingchang.

"The wine in your Sichuan region has a special flavor." He opened his mouth and poured a large bowl of wine, and the big man surnamed Yan wiped his mouth.

Qiu Yan looked at him, raised his glass in response, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The big man surnamed Yan shook his head when he saw this, and said, "I didn't say, Brother Qiu, you still need to use a bowl to drink, how can you get energy with a cup?"

Qiu Yan said with a smile: "Qiu is too strong to drink, brother Yan, don't force others to make things difficult for him."

The two of them met by chance and did not know each other during the day, but there is a reason why they are sitting here drinking now.

Xie Shan from Pan's Mansion led people to intercept him. This big man surnamed Yan saw the injustice and stepped forward. He was much better than the spectators around him. Afterwards, he was considered impartial and left a good impression on Qiu Yan.

Later, the big man surnamed Yan was worried that the Pan family would retaliate afterwards, so he followed him all the way. Even though Qiu Yanyan made it clear that the Pan family cherishes feathers and will not come to cause trouble again in the short term, the big man still did not leave, which made Qiu Yan feel a little admiration for the old way of the big man , With the heart of friendship.

Coincidentally, the big man surnamed Yan was also interested in Qiu Yan's skills, and the two exchanged their lives, which was regarded as friendship.

It was only then that Qiu Yan found out that this man surnamed Yan was from Yanzhao, and was well-known in the local martial arts. He was known as "Da Dao Yan Er" and his real name was Yan Yongjie.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food and drinking a few more mouthfuls of wine, Qiu Yan suddenly said: "Brother Yan, you said that you came to Sichuan to seek immortality?"

"That's right," Yan Yongjie put down his cup and chopsticks, "A certain family came all the way west, passed through Jingxiang, Qinlong, and finally entered Shu, just to seek a fairy fate."

"Immortal fate?" Qiu Yan wondered in his heart, "I don't know what kind of immortal fate Brother Yan is looking for?"

Yan Yongjie laughed, took a mouthful of food, swallowed it, and then said: "I'm not going to lie to you, my brother, I don't know what this fairy fate is like, but there are some reasons. Yan has practiced martial arts since childhood. Ten years ago, Kung Fu has been practiced to the point where the bone shakes out loud."

Qiu Yan praised: "Oh? Brother Yan has practiced to the point where you can make your bones shake? This is kung fu practiced to the bone, and vibrating the periosteum can generate strength! Although I don't know much about martial arts, I also know that it is not necessary to practice to this level. not easy."

Yan Yongjie felt a little different: "Looking at you, you are a scholar, but you have martial arts. Could it be that you want to learn from the ancients, practice literature and martial arts, and be both civil and martial arts?"

Qiu Yan shook his head: "How can I call it practicing martial arts? It's just a coincidence that I have strengthened my body."

Yan Yongjie just pretended that he didn't want to go into details, and didn't go into details, so he continued the topic just now: "No matter how good Kung Fu is, I'm still an ordinary person. I don’t think about food and drink, I think hard, but I can’t get it. Until one day, a Taoist priest was rescued by accident. However, a few days later, the Taoist priest still didn’t survive, but left a book, which let me know the relationship between heaven and earth. Great, it turns out that practice to the bone is only the foundation!"

"I don't know what is written in that book?" Qiu Yan couldn't help asking after hearing this.

"Actually, it doesn't really matter. It's just a travel book, which records all kinds of experiences in Darui and even the Western Regions outside the Great Wall. It also talks about martial arts, and mentions some incredible martial arts moves."

As he spoke, he took out a small cowhide bag from his arms, and when he opened it, a crumpled booklet was revealed.

Yan Yongjie carefully opened the last page of the book, and then looked at Qiu Yan expectantly: "Little brother, you have extraordinary knowledge and skill, you are not an ordinary person, I wonder if you have seen such a scene before? "

After hearing this, Qiu Yan looked intently at the book, and what caught his eyes was a landscape painting.

The mountain spring gushes, curls and intersects, and the clouds and mist form a curtain, falling from the sky. Between the mountain spring and the mist, a pavilion is looming, floating in the air.

"This is?" Qiu Yan frowned slightly, capturing a sense of familiarity from the painting.

Strange to say, this book is crumpled, obviously it has been quite a few years, but this painting is smooth and clean, without any signs of wear and tear, and even the landscape is floating on it, giving people a sense of life, as if the next moment, Spring water and clouds are about to gush out from the painting and fill the surroundings.

"What? Brother Qiu, do you recognize this place?"

"No, I don't know each other. It's just that it's strange to look at this painting, and I'm amazed at the exquisite painting skills."

Seeing Qiu Yan's complexion changed slightly, Yan Yongjie couldn't help showing joy, and then saw Qiu Yan shaking his head in denial, couldn't help sighing, and smiled wryly: "The beauty of this painting is not only these, but the most important thing is The place pointed to in the painting."

He closed the book, and said in his mouth: "Although this book is a travelogue, the things described in it are beyond imagination. After thinking about it, it coincides with the principles of heaven and earth. It also points out that after the periosteum tremor, there is still a way to cultivate life. It's a pity. There is no specific method, but there are some supporting evidences, Yan took it with him just now, and searched everywhere, trying to find out the truth of the place depicted in the painting, but unfortunately he has not been able to find it."

"This thing is so precious, Brother Yan, it's better to keep it well. There is a way of sincerity, gold and stone can be opened, and the gods of heaven and earth know it, and will not let your mind and will go to waste." Seeing the other party's wry smile, Qiu Yan comforted him .

"Yan also thinks so!" After hearing this, Yan Yongjie laughed, and all the bitterness on his face dissipated, "Not to mention anything else, it is worthwhile to travel through mountains and rivers and see great rivers and mountains in the past few years. It’s worth it if you don’t get to Xianyuan.”

Seeing this, Qiu Yan nodded secretly.

"This man is open-minded, and he is a person who can make friends."

Qiu Yan was able to know the way of life because of the help of the city god, but ordinary people travel all their lives, but few people can come into contact with the true meaning of life cultivation, like Yan Yongjie in front of him, who can know these things is considered to be predestined, If you are lucky, you can embark on the road of true cultivation.

After listening to the other party's words, Qiu Yan roughly guessed that the situation of ordinary martial arts practitioners should be limited to the level of the first stage of life cultivation. If there is no guidance, no exercises to guide, and no opportunities, it will be difficult for them to step on the road for the rest of their lives. If you enter the second stage of soul refining, you will not be able to condense the seven souls, and your lifespan is limited. No matter how good your kung fu is, you will live more than ten years longer than ordinary people, and in the end it will be nothing.

"However, this Yan Yongjie's kung fu has been practiced to the point where he can make his bones tremble, he has trained his muscles and bones, and reached the peak of the foundation building stage. On the true life-cultivating path, meeting is fate, I might as well fulfill it for him, with this kind of heart, I will definitely achieve something, and I don’t need to waste my life.”

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan refocused his attention on the book in Yan Yongjie's hand.

"The picture on the last page of this book is very weird. The familiar atmosphere and artistic conception faintly seem to be entangled by people's wishes!"

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