Su Xiaoxiao finally chose a cyan bookbox, which was made of green bamboo and was light and strong.
After Zhao Rong paid for her, he turned around and saw her squatting on the ground, lowering her head to move the belongings, putting the things in the backpack into the bookbox one by one, shaking her little head tied with a red ribbon.
, humming a song.
"I am a little fox in red clothes. I have crooked eyes and a smile. Don't think that all foxes are bad. Really, I do good deeds and don't steal chickens~"
Zhao Rong glanced aside for a few times and curiously looked at the gadgets she brought.
A small silk bag embroidered with a pattern of tall buildings, which contained spiritual stones. Zhao Rong also had one, a few flowers and plants of unknown purpose, a few shiny stones, whether they were jade or something, and several sets of men's clothes crumpled into a ball.
Bundles, mixed with a few brightly colored ones with suspenders... Ahem, look no further. Zhao Rong looked away, and then his eyes were attracted by the stacks of books she took out.
There were a lot of books with different covers. Zhao Rong took a quick look and saw that they all had strange names.
The fate of painting, like a promise, the dream of love, the fate of dragon and phoenix rebirth, the dream of cold fox in Qingqiu, the legend of the peerless fox fairy...
Zhao Rong touched his nose.
What are you looking at, aunt? It turns out that there are some strange things in your head all day long. It’s so silly. It’s strange that you haven’t been brainwashed after seeing this stuff too much.
Su Xiaoxiao finished packing and pressed hard. There were so many things that she almost couldn't fit them in. She stood up energetically and picked up the book box, shook it twice, and then looked at Zhao Rong expectantly.
"Well, not bad. Let's spin it around. Well, it looks good. Is it heavy?"
The little fox demon shook his head like a rattle.
Zhao Rong nodded and took her away.
On the way, Zhao Rong, who consciously wanted to save the ignorant girl, stopped Su Xiaoxiao, who was about to give money to the bookstore owner. Afterwards, Zhao Rong bought a folding fan and a fan in a fan shop. The folding fan's surface was white and flawless.
Rong was about to go back and pick up some calligraphy and paintings. There was a graceful lady painted on the fan, which was quite eye-catching. Zhao Rong threw it into the arms of the little follower behind him. He would rely on her to keep him cool for the next month.
Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian met at the agreed place, then left together and rode northward.
The three of them slept in the open air, traveled through mountains and rivers, and traveled day and night.
Although Zhao Rong was physically tired, he was very energetic.
In his previous life, he longed to travel.
But this can only be longed for. The kind of life that can just go away at a moment's notice would only exist forever in dreams or other people's worlds.
But I didn't expect that I would still have this life.
In this life, without the pressure of barbarians and the ties of many relatives, Zhao Rong just wanted to leave and live happily.
Wherever your heart goes, wherever you go, life is like traveling against the odds, sailing with a reed.
The short-term goal is to send a letter to the academy, send a jade to that person, and then meet Qian'er, who has been missing for a while but has already missed her. As for the future, she...well, if there are no setbacks in the future, then she won't stay.
, put an end to cause and effect, bid farewell to everything in Wangquezhou, and went to Nanxiaoyaozhou to return to his hometown and ancestors.
Then there are some long-term plans: practicing calligraphy, reading, and practicing seriously. These are all for some vague expectations in my heart.
First, I really want to see the disputes among hundreds of schools of thought in this world, the words and deeds of Confucian saints and scholars, and see with my own eyes how it is different from the history of the pre-Qin scholars that I was obsessed with.
The graduation thesis that is about to be completed is written about the pre-Qin philosophers. I heard from Brother Sanbian that the most fierce and turbulent wave of the dispute between the philosophers and hundreds of schools of thought was in Tunanzhou. This unprecedented dispute that swept up and down the mountains of the Xuanhuang Realm is still
It is still continuing, and its magnificent waves have been spreading through Tunanzhou, the hub of the world, and spread throughout Xuanhuang Jiuzhou.
Second, I really want to climb a mountain. Regardless of whether I can reach the top in the end, at least the scenery along the way is something I have never seen before. This is another journey, which is better than wandering at the foot of the mountain, hesitating. This is the main motivation for my practice.
, why climb the mountain? Because the mountain is right there. As for factors such as the idea that my destiny is determined by my heart, which was born under the pressure of Zhao Qianqiu, it is just a catalyst. In addition, the ethereal destiny mentioned by Gui is still too far away.
, I didn’t think too much about it.
The journey is still going on. Although it is slow, it has become more leisurely. It lacks the fast pace of another world. The five senses are no longer dull, and the green mountains, green waters, evening breeze and bright moon are more keen.
Practice calligraphy and reading every morning, and pick up materials to start a fire every evening.
He would tease Su Xiaoxiao when he was bored. Occasionally, if he accidentally made her angry, he would tell her some stories and he would soon be able to recruit this doormat. During the midnight vigil, if the three-bender brothers started talking, the two would meet again.
Let's chat for a long time until the sky starts to rise in the distance.
Sometimes I stopped on the road and fell asleep in the afternoon. When I woke up, I found that Su Xiaoxiao was still fanning.
Sometimes I wake up from a dream in the middle of the night, and the bright moon is in the sky. I accidentally look around and see that the night watchman is actually boxing under the moon.
This day.
Zhao Rong stayed up late at night in the early morning. The moonlight was dim, the fog was rising in the mountains, and summer insects were chirping. He stared at the fire and was silently distracted.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ears.
"It's done. I have finally sorted out all the martial arts, secret techniques, magical powers, and sword formulas that I have seen over the years. Well, this is the main path, and there are a few other alternatives. Oh, if I can
By following this path, you may be able to cultivate a golden elixir that I have never seen before. Hey, I actually have some small expectations, but it is definitely not because of you, but because of the technique I have chosen.
Very confident.”
"How's it going? Have you made your choice? What should I practice in the first level?"
"It's decided that it is..."The Technique of Ants Climbing to Heaven"!"
"Hiss, it's a good name, both domineering and profound. The word "ant" highlights my ordinary identity at first in an exaggerated way, and the word "dentian" points out the name of the first realm, and secondly, it hints at my
There will be an extraordinary future where one will reach heaven in the future, and the name of the realm vaguely reveals the excellence of this technique. The last word "jue" refers to the nature of the formula and the double meaning of the word.
I will definitely have the determination and destiny to achieve great success."
Zhao Rong's sleepiness from staying up all night disappeared instantly. He stood up excitedly and walked back and forth next to the fire. He made a fist with one hand and spread his palm with the other hand. He restrained his excitement and analyzed it calmly.
"Yes, this technique is really powerful."
Gui almost completely agrees with what Zhao Rong said. The only thing he disagrees with is the "exaggerated technique" described by Zhao Rong. Without exaggeration, you are just an ant.
"Where did you get this magical skill? Was it an adventure in a desperate situation somewhere in the past, was it a murderous act after defeating a powerful enemy, or was it an undisclosed secret of a huge force?"
"No, it's..."
"Wait, don't say it yet, let me guess again, could it be the trigger of your downfall, just to fight for this thing?!" Zhao Rong frowned.
"No, actually..."
"Stop, hey, I get it, I get it, actually... this is something you inherited along with the fuya. It is part of the same peerless inheritance. Only by possessing the fuya can you practice it!
"Zhao Rong chuckled and relaxed his brows. He knew the answer.
Gui: "Ahem, actually it is the mainstream technique of the Xuanhuang people, and everyone is practicing it."