After sending Zhao Rong and the others out of Zhongnan Kingdom, the Yulin Guards of the Lanxi Lin Clan said goodbye and returned.
But before they left, they left a box behind, saying that it was the master's order and asked the young master to accept it.
Then, without waiting for Zhao Rong to react, he rode away.
Zhao Rong opened it helplessly and found that it was indeed the farewell gift Lin Wenruo had prepared for him early that morning when he mistakenly thought he was leaving.
It's just that a Guqin named "Mingyu" is missing.
Maybe it’s because you think it’s inconvenient to carry around, or maybe you have completely given up hope on his musical talent?
Zhao Rong thought happily.
After that, the three of them embarked on their journey again, with the goal of Dadu, which runs through the north and south of Wangquezhou. According to the mountain and river map of Wangquezhou, Dadu is named Li.
Now, Zhao Rong and others are not far from Lidu, only a few countries away. When the time comes, they can take a boat in Lidu, take the waterway, and go down the river, thousands of miles a day, directly to Duyou City.
The three of them headed north.
Occasionally there are some unplanned accidents on the road, but most of them are overcome and we keep moving forward.
One day I passed by a village, the sunset was setting, and the countryside scenery was beautiful.
One day we encountered a heavy rain on the road, new rain fell on the empty mountains, and there was a bright moon and a clear breeze.
Another day, we passed through the heart of a certain great dynasty. The customs were different for ten miles, and the pronunciation was different for hundreds of miles. It was easy for outsiders to get lost, but in the end the three of them managed to pass through smoothly.
This evening.
Zhao Rong and the others rested in a deep mountain and old forest and made a fire.
After dinner, Zhao Rong finished his daily practice out of breath.
These days, he still hasn't found the innate vitality in his body, even though he had already learned from Gui that if he followed the plan, it would take about a year to reach the stage of clearing the heavenly realm.
However, he practiced so hard day and night, but made little progress, which still made him feel a little frustrated.
He vaguely realized the gap called "talent". At this time, he was just standing at the "foot of the mountain" and saw not much scenery. He didn't know how many obstacles he would encounter on the way to mountain climbing in the future.
Desperation arises in people's hearts.
Suddenly, he thought of his good friend Lin Wenruo. Lin Wenruo was already a Confucian monk in the Tianzhi realm, and he was not yet 30 years old.
Zhao Rong asked him at that time how long it would take for a golden elixir to form. I remember that he shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that if there were no accidents, it would be no less than half a year.
As far as Zhao Rong knew, this friend was already the most gifted disciple of the Lanxi Lin clan in the past hundred years, and was a well-known Taoist jade in the Zhongnan Kingdom.
Therefore, his wry smile at that time must have been thinking of the more evil geniuses he had seen.
For example, those students from the four palaces of Taiqing who developed golden elixirs before the age of twenty-eight.
Zhao Rong was thinking a lot, and for some reason, he thought of her and Qian'er again.
The two of them, one is sixteen-year-old Haoran, the other is seventeen-year-old Haoran, and they are both the embryonic sons of the Sword Immortal.
Zhao Rong sighed. The three of them all grew up together, and they are all from the Zhao family, which is famous for its swordsmanship. Why is he the only one who is useless?
When we were young, we made a promise that we would all go out and swim together, but in the end, I was the only one who was really salty.
Zhao Rong shook his head, went to the river, washed his face, and returned to the fire.
Liu Sanbian and Su Xiaoxiao were both there.
The former was looking at Orange Fire in a daze again.
The latter was leaning close to the fire, holding needle and thread in his hand, narrowing his narrow fox eyes, concentrating on embroidering and threading the needle.
But when Zhao Rong approached, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned around without saying a word, facing away from Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong touched his nose and knew that the little girl was angry again.
Today they passed by an Xianjia market. To be on the safe side, Zhao Rong wanted her to stay at the foot of the mountain. He and Brother Sanbian went up the mountain to replenish some necessities.
But the little girl must have been holding it back so much that she insisted on going up together. The tricks she used to coax her in the past didn't work anymore.
Of course, she was not allowed to go, and she has been sulking to this day.
Zhao Rong sat down by the fire, looked at the little fox demon's slender shoulders, thought about it and decided to coax this good friend who was nearly two hundred years older than him.
"Su Xiaoxiao, look, there is a firefly on your ponytail. It dares to challenge your dignity as the firefly controller. Catch it quickly and let it taste the fear and trembling in your palm!"
The little fox demon was motionless.
"Su Xiaoxiao, I just watched the sky at night, and suddenly I was enlightened and remembered the story of a fox fairy scholar. My dear, this story is not simple. It is a beautiful love story that is full of love and hate, soul-stirring, and vigorous. Hurry up.
Get ready for tears. I'm going to start speaking. By the way, you should turn around first and get closer to listen."
The little fox demon moved forward, further away from Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong: "..."
The young Confucian scholar took a deep breath and used his trump card.
He was surprised and said: "Look, Su Huxian, behind you there is a handsome, handsome, tall and powerful scholar! Is he the husband you are looking for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned around and looked back.
Alas, it seems that I still have to rely on my peerless appearance.
Zhao Rong felt happy, thinking that his words had worked.
He then regretted and said: "Hey, what a pity, this stunning scholar is your best friend... me! It doesn't matter, I will find you another one later..."
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly interrupted with an expressionless face: "Zhao Rong, don't try to control me!"
Zhao Rong was stunned, where is this?
Su Xiaoxiao stared at Zhao Rong and said seriously: "Grandma Grandma said that those who restrict you from doing things and try to control you make you unable to do this or that. You can only listen to him and say that it is for your own good.
Men are the most hateful."
The little girl seemed to be memorizing a textbook, and said another "Grandma's Sayings" that Zhao Rong had never heard before, which she regarded as a standard.
After Zhao Rong was stunned for a while, he suddenly lost his temper. He said angrily: "Oh, then your grandma also taught you to use yourself as a bet to become someone else's cauldron?"
The more Zhao Rong thought about it, the angrier he became.
The little fox demon and Zhao Rong looked at each other with their bright eyes, then suddenly looked away, feeling a little guilty, and argued in a low voice: "No, no, grandma asked me to find someone else to make the furnace..."
"Um?"
Zhao Rong straightened his waist and let out a surprised sound.
Liu Sanbian, who was in a daze on the side, couldn't help but cast his eyes over, circling back and forth on the pair of "good friends of the opposite sex" who were traveling with him.
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes.
Little girl, that's not what you told me at the time. Didn't you say you didn't know what a furnace tripod was?
You know, then you still...
Su Xiaoxiao quickly lowered his head, buried his little head in his knees, and huddled his petite body together, as if this way he could distance himself from the outside world.
"Crackling"
It was quiet for a while next to the fire, with only the sound of burning wood branches.
At this moment, feeling two looks that she felt were very oppressive, Su Xiaoxiao wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl in, never to come out again.
She does know what a furnace cauldron is, or in other words, as long as she is from the Fox Clan, there is nothing she doesn't know.
When she was married to the big demon from the Su clan, it was equivalent to making a furnace, so she escaped down the mountain to avoid it.
However, on the day of the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, she looked at Zhao Rong's back waving his hands and leaving. She didn't know why, her brain twitched, and she went to gamble.
When she thought about it later, she thought she only did it for her good friends, and she praised herself in her heart for her loyalty.
However, now, under the eyes of the two people in front of her, she thought about the matter again, and suddenly she felt a little panicked.
I do not know how long it has been.
At a certain moment, the little fox demon from Qiantang Mountain suddenly raised his head, his little face bulged, his eyes widened, and he stared at the young Confucian scholar and said: