On Liangshan Mountain, on the edge of the cliff, under the ancient pine trees. The middle-aged man in gray clothes was very calm and composed. He knew that the woman in front of him was looking for someone, but he did not ask who she was looking for. The woman in white in front of her came from the distant and prosperous Middle-earth. Her origins were quite mysterious. She only knew her surname was Su, and her given name was Ziyu. Her cultivation was too unpredictable to be seen through. A few years ago, when she first came to Liangshan, she had a sit-down discussion with her and suffered some hidden losses at her hands. In addition to her unfathomable cultivation, she is also very knowledgeable. She understands and masters all Confucian classics and classics. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????. At that time, the middle-aged man in gray debated with her for three days, and finally couldn't speak. Su Ziyu came to Liangshan to find someone, and that person was Li Tu. On Yunmeng, he saw the ancient well where the Nine Dragons were beheaded, which was spewing ghost mist. Li Tu jumped into the ancient well, followed by two more mysterious figures. She was looking for Li Tu because she wanted to find out what happened in Yunmeng Mountain. All of this attracted her deeply. She guessed that the owner of Yunmeng Mountain, Gui Guzi, might be one of the eighty-one saints throughout the ages, but she was not sure, but it was vaguely possible. She traveled all the way east to the Yanyun Realm in order to understand why the Eighty-one Saints disappeared from heaven and earth, and there was no more manifestation of the Saint. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out out out his. However, two years have passed and Li Tu seems to have disappeared without a trace of news. And the little fox in Su Ziyu¡¯s arms has not changed much even after more than two years, and still looks confused. He looked at the middle-aged man in gray curiously. The road to Liangshan opens, and the master scholar Xiao Rang accepts a disciple. This is a rare event in the Seven Kingdoms. There are young talents from all over the world, even if they are not participating. Will come and take a look too. Perhaps Li Tu, who was traveling abroad, would also come, if he was in the Seven Kingdoms, so Su Ziyu came to Liangshan. However, she did not expect to meet Mr. Xiao Da, who put even the master scholar Xiao Rang to shame, which made her curious. If it is just a high level of cultivation, it is not considered a great gentleman. "Mr. Xiao Da, Xinghua Village" Su Ziyu thought briefly. Then he nodded to the middle-aged man in gray, and then stepped out of the cliff. Floating down from the majestic mountains, her white clothes were fluttering and her black hair was flying, like a goddess descending to earth. The middle-aged man in gray clothes watched Su Ziyu falling down and couldn't help but smile. Naturally, he knew that she was looking for Mr. Xiao Da, and then sat down under the ancient pine tree. This ancient pine is rooted in the rock crevices and is as energetic as a horned dragon. It's called Zuowangsong. Why sit and forget? The ancient book Yue said: Falling limbs, dethroning intelligence, leaving the body to know, the same as Datong. This is called sitting and forgetting. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ The mind is completely liberated, allowing one's state of mind to be quiet, tranquil, lonely, and inactive. It is as if oneself merges with the universe and sublimates to the state of ¡®realizing myself¡¯. Those who sit and forget. It is obtained by thinking, and forgotten by thinking. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT OFFER Not long after Su Ziyu disappeared from the cliff, a middle-aged man in his thirties walked under the ancient pine tree, exuding an elegant aura. This person¡¯s surname is Murong, his given name is Feng, and his given name is Qingxi. He is one of the two true disciples of the master scholar Xiao Rang. He is good at calligraphy and has a good knowledge of his true heritage. He also has some knowledge of piano, chess, and painting. But what he is most outstanding about is not his calligraphy. "What happened to Qingxi?" Xiao Rang opened his eyes and asked. "Teacher, I heard that junior brother returned from Xinghua Village, but he only brought back three jars of apricot flower wine, and did not bring back what the teacher wanted." Murong Feng pondered for a moment and said. "The teacher is greedy. One drop is enough for such a thing. We really shouldn't ask for it anymore." Xiao Rang shook his head, with a look of shame on his face. "I heard from my junior brother that the last drop of the mountain-burning fire, Mr. Xiao, had already been given to a young man, and he was a step too late." Murong Feng continued, somewhat puzzled as to why the teacher cared so much about the drop of the mountain-burning fire. What kind of person is the teacher? Even if the treasure falls on the ground, he doesn't bother to bend down to pick it up. Xiao Rang nodded, with a calm expression, and suddenly became relaxed. He no longer missed the drop of burning mountain fire, and said: "Qingxi, who are the students who can catch your eye this time?" "Young talents from all over the world. There are too many to count, but there are a few that the students are optimistic about, but they are not sure who will go up the mountain in the end." Murong Feng remained silent.? said in a moment. "Oh, who are they? Tell me." Xiao Rang seemed to ask curiously. After all, he has always been a good student and knows how to read people. "Wei Feng and Che Wenji from Zhao State, Li Tu and Yan Su from Yan State, Qi State" Murong Feng mentioned several names in succession, but there were several outstanding geniuses who were not mentioned in his mouth. . He looks at people firstly by their character and secondly by their talent. ¡ ¡ Xinghua Village is located at the east foot of Liangshan Mountain. Thousands of pear and apricot trees are planted there, and it is known as Shili Xinghua Village. Su Ziyu floated outside Xinghua Village, and walked into Xinghua Village step by step. He smelled the sound of the piano falling from the sky, and was slightly startled, as if he was a little surprised. After walking into Xinghua Village, I also heard those rumors. "The wine shop selling apricot flower wineonly those who are destined to see it can see it." Su Ziyu smiled. The so-called only those who are destined to see it can see it, but it is just a way to blind people. Is this so-called Mr. Xiao really a big man, or is he just making things up? You know it when you see it. " However, even Xiao Rang felt ashamed. Maybe he really was Mr. Da, but he wanted to see what kind of person he was. After Leyi took Wu Qi, Jiang Ruo, Jiangli and others into the wine shop, they saw the rumored violinist, and they were still in a state of shock. Then he gradually came back to his senses and saw a crow, a down-and-out middle-aged man, and the little girl in purple clothes whom he had seen on the embankment. The rumors are true, there is a wine shop selling Xinghua wine in Xinghua Village. They saw a jar of apricot flower wine placed in the wine shop. The wine had a rich aroma and was regarded as a peerless product. The middle-aged uncle was looking at Yueyi at this time, and it seemed a little unexpected. The fact that these people were able to come in was naturally due to Yueyi. Unexpectedly, after sitting quietly by the water for two nights and one day, I could actually hear the direction of the sound of the piano. I really underestimated him. "Wu Qi, Jiang Ruo and the others looked at the down-and-out uncle in surprise, because they had seen him in Xinghua Village, and all this information seemed to come from his mouth. "Isn't he that uncle?" Jiang Li pointed at the owner of the wine shop and said in astonishment. Wu Qi and others were also stunned. They looked at the owner of the wine shop in surprise, their minds a little confused. "How much does your guest drink? Please help yourself." The owner of the wine shop said lightly and authentically, quite a bit of a master, but no matter how he acted, he still had an aura of abjection, that whitewashed and wrinkled look. The commoner betrayed him deeply. Therefore, the image of the master is completely ruined. Wu Qi and the others had never thought about what would happen after entering the wine shop. At this time, they no longer cared about the unknown unknown violinist who was rumored to be mysterious, and just looked at the owner of the wine shop in shock. The crow stood on the bird stand and snickered when he saw this situation. Leyi, on the other hand, nodded to the owner of the wine shop, helped himself to a jar of wine, then took Wu Qi and others to sit down, listening to the sound of the piano quietly, and looking at the luthier in the corner. No one among them doubted that this person was Li Tu. After all, he had not seen each other for several years and he had changed a lot. In addition, he is wearing a hanging gauze hat and has a preconceived mysterious identity. Even Wu Qi, who had been classmates with Li Tu for three years, had no doubts. They were just looking at everything curiously, and it seemed that it was not as mysterious as they imagined. Soon after, Su Ziyu walked in, glanced at the piano player in the corner, and then looked at the owner of the wine shop, who Xiao Rang called Mr. Xiao Da. However, after looking at it, I was slightly disappointed, which was far from what I expected. Mr. Xiao Da turned out to be a down-and-out wine shop owner. The little fox in his arms looked at the piano player in the corner in confusion, stretched out his little paws and rubbed his big eyes with a puzzled look, then jumped out of his arms and walked towards Li Tu. Su Ziyu was disappointed and then sat down at a table. Then he was a little curious as to why the little fox walked towards the violinist. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: ps: Thank you very much for your support. I didn¡¯t expect so many votes were cast yesterday, bringing the number of votes last month to 100. Thank you again.