Xinghua waved her hand quickly and said, "No, no, Mr. Ziyu helped me carry water every time, and there will be gossip in the village."

Ziyu smiled and said, "I am a Taoist priest."

Xinghua looked at Ziyu and said, "The widowed widow, a young pretty Taoist priest, may have some gossip. I am nothing. My fate is poor. I just got married and my husband died on the wedding night. However, if I say anything to Mr. Ziyu, it will be bad."

Ziyu didn't continue talking, but just silently carried the bucket on his shoulder and began to walk towards the well.

After an hour, Ziyu finally picked up the entire water tank, full of water tank, and sweat dripped from the forehead.

Xinghua took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the ziyu's sweat.

Ziyu also felt that nothing was wrong. After the apricot blossoms were wiped with sweat, he bowed and said, "It's getting late, so I'll say goodbye first."

Xinghua said: "You pick a tank of water, drink a glass of water before leaving."

Ziyu left the yard directly, "It's time to leave. It's too late to go back. Master will be surprised."

When Ziyu walked back to Taoist temple, he did not report the news that his master had a wordless disaster at the first time. The reason was very simple. This news was not important. Compared to teaching children to read and carrying water for widows, this matter was not that important.

After returning to the Taoist temple, he prepared all the food prepared for his master before he asked his master to come and have a meal.

The master is a very old Taoist priest, and there are naturally only Taoist priests in the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist priest had a meal with Ziyu. At this time, Ziyu said: "Master, a man wearing a mask came today, saying that the wordless disaster has arrived."

The old Taoist priest thought for a moment, then said, "You went to pick up water for that widow Xinghua today?"

Ziyu bowed and said, "Yes."

The old Taoist priest said: "Very good, this means that your heart is not in chaos. You should know the reason why we are isolated from the world."

Ziyu said: "Only by being isolated from the world can you be sincere in the Tao. The eldest brother, because he could not bear this loneliness, he went to the starry sky."

The old Taoist priest said: "Today's dish is not very suitable for your appetite. Tomorrow, remember to ask for a fish back."

Ziyu bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

Life still went on as usual. The next day, Ziyu brought a fish back and made fish soup

The master had a great time eating.

The master and apprentice never talked about the words and words about the wordless disaster. No one mentioned it or said it again.

Time passed slowly, until three years later, the master and disciple sat in the Taoist temple again, and they sat opposite each other, and the old Taoist priest said, "Tomorrow, go and see the practitioner who has passed the tribulation."

Ziyu said, "What's the best thing about him?"

The old Taoist priest said: "I have to go and see it anyway. Some people covet the authority of the way of heaven, and we serve the way of heaven."

Ziyu said, "Then I want to have a good look."

The old Taoist priest stood up and bowed to the sky, "The way of heaven will never be destroyed, and the way of greatness will last forever."

Ziyu also imitated the old Taoist priest and said seriously: "The way of heaven will never be destroyed, and the way of greatness will last forever."

The young Taoist priest went down the mountain with ease, and the old Taoist priest closed the door.

One month later, Yanshan branch.

Zhuo Qingyao learned the sword in front of the Eight-foot-foot-earth Crystal. At this time, there was a sudden noise at the foot of the mountain. Zhuo Qingyao said, "Yinyi, come here."

Yinyi soon arrived at the place where Zhuo Qingyao was, and he asked, "Sect Master, is there anything wrong?"

Zhuo Qingyao asked, "What's going on at the foot of the mountain? It's so noisy?"

Yin Yi said: "At the foot of the mountain, there is a Taoist priest who is a mortal, but he wants us to take him to the sacred mountain."

Zhuo Qingyao frowned slightly, but suddenly seemed to have thought of something again, and then said, "Go and bring that Taoist priest up."

But after a while, a stranger's voice sounded behind Zhuo Qingyao, "Xiaodao Ziyu, I've seen the leader of Yanshan."

Zhuo Qingyao turned around and was indeed a mortal Taoist priest.

Zhuo Qingyao asked curiously: "You are a mortal, what are you doing in the sacred mountain? There are many immortals there. It is very dangerous for you to go to the sacred mountain."

Ziyu smiled and said, "There are scenery on it that few people can see. The wordless disaster should be a very difficult scenery. There are scenery there, so I want to go and see it."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "I have a question I want to ask you."

Ziyu said: "The Sect Master should not ask me, a mortal, and the world of cultivation. I don't understand. The Sect Master should not ask me, an outsider. On this Yanshan Mountain, there should be people of the Sect Master himself. Those close to them will give the Sect Master a better answer."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "I

I don't like better answers very much. Moreover, because you are an outsider, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, you can see more clearly. Just because you are a mortal and you don't understand, I asked you."

Ziyu was slightly stunned and said, "Since that's the case, then, please ask the sect leader."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "My master is very dangerous now. I want to go down the mountain to help him, but he doesn't let me go down the mountain. Should I go down the mountain?"

Ziyu said: "Since the sect leader asked this question, he must have an answer in his heart, otherwise you wouldn't ask me."

"The main sect leader should follow the answer in his heart."

Zhuo Qingyao nodded slightly and said happily: "I understand. If the master dies this time, there will be no order from him. Moreover, I did not go down the mountain. I just went up the mountain, but just went up the sacred mountain."

Ziyu smiled and said, "Since the sect leader already has the answer in his heart, Xiaodao will take his leave."

Zhuo Qingyao suddenly said: "You really want to go to the sacred mountain, but I will tell you first that it is very dangerous on the sacred mountain now."

Ziyu said: "I just go to see the scenery. Life and death are destined by heaven. If I really die unfortunately, the path will only follow the destiny of heaven. If the heaven can tolerate me, I can live."

Zhuo Qingyao glanced at the Taoist priest in confusion, "I really don't understand what you mortals think. You may be a strange mortal."

Zhuo Qingyao continued: "Since you helped me, I feel that I did not go against Master's words in my heart, I will take you up there. However, life and death, I cannot guarantee that you have decided on it and have nothing to do with me."

Ziyu showed a hint of joy and bowed, "Thank you, the sect leader."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "You wait for me here for a while, and I will come when I go."

Ziyu smiled and said, "Please give me a gift."

Zhuo Qingyao returned to his yard, put on a hat, and then put on a thick black cloak. After confirming that Chen Ming would definitely not recognize him, he returned to Baqi Jin, waved his hand and placed Baqi Jin in the sword box, and then carried it behind his back.

Zhuo Qingyao said: "Let's go, I can get on this distance in one step."

Zhuo Qingyao reached out and grabbed Ziyu's shoulder, flew in the air, and her powerful force made her reach the sacred mountain in just one step. Zhuo Qingyao said, "We can't ride the fairy beast, let's go, hurry up and go."
Chapter completed!