"On this holy mountain, we have struggled to get up.
How could the three brothers of the Mo family return to the master's gate if they are as good as the three brothers?"
I looked at Dingbeihou in surprise.
King Yongwu beside me was closing his eyes to rest, but I I'm sure he was eavesdropping.
"There is a road going up from the foot of the mountain.
They all walk up the mountain.
This can achieve the effect of physical exercise."
Dingbei Hou said with a smile; "We are riding in the prince's car.
The prince has the privilege and can use the car.
Taking shortcuts, if ordinary people used them, they would have been beaten down. " "Oh."
I suddenly realized: "What about spiritual cultivation?
The spiritual cultivation body is so weak."
"Some spiritual practitioners can go up and down the mountain by themselves, but most of them can't because the mountain is too high, the distance is long, and the surrounding pressure is high, so they usually hire porters.
There are also many low-level physical practitioners in the sect.
They don't have any Resources, so I work as a porter and carry those spiritual exercises up and down the mountain.
Firstly, I can build my body strength, and secondly, I can earn some resources," Dingbeihou explained.
"It's quite interesting."
I nodded and thought about those porters.
Aren't they just like the porters in the mountains in the past?
Where cars can't reach, they can only be carried by manpower.
This naturally formed an industry.
After going around in a circle, the carriage landed on a towering mountain peak.
This is surrounded by mountains and surrounded by Buzhou Mountain.
This Buzhou Mountain has a main peak that towers into the sky, but there are also countless peaks surrounding it.
This should be called a partial peak.
There is a simple building on this side peak.
All the buildings are covered with a layer of dark green moss, which is very different from the splendor of the palace.
This place seems to return to the artistic conception of nature, giving people the urge to yearn for and travel between heaven and earth.
These buildings are arranged in a stepped manner, one by one, seemingly chaotic, but there seems to be an invisible rule.
On the bottom floor, there are indeed many burly physiques lined up in a straight line.
Next to those who are sitting quietly, there is a stone tablet: Sell your legs.
When they saw the carriage approaching, they all bowed their heads and saluted like a carriage.
Obviously they recognized the carriage.
But before the carriage reached the gate, it stopped.
King Yongwu then opened his eyes and got out of the car first.
Marquis Dingbei and I also got out of the car.
After getting off the car, it immediately shrank, and then turned into an exquisite spiritual treasure, which was placed in the hands of King Yongwu and put away by him.
The shrunken carriage was still vivid in his palm, and the eight horses were still moving, raising their heads and roaring, and rubbing their heads against each other.
It turns out that this is a spiritual treasure, and the difference between it and an immortal weapon is clear at a glance.
King Yongwu clasped his fists and saluted the porters, which surprised me.
Marquis Dingbei and I also clasped our fists.
I asked: "Why are you still saluting them?"
"Royal power has some privileges in the sect, but after joining the sect, one's identity is no longer a prince or a marquis.
They are all disciples of the sect.
As disciples, everyone respects each other, helps each other and is friendly."
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Dingbei Hou muttered in a low voice. road.
"Oh."
I suddenly realized that this made me feel like a paradise.
The royal power has privileges here, but the identity is gone.
I can't use my identity to be superior and dictate to other disciples, and I don't kneel down and kowtow.
King Yongwu looked up at the terraced building, and then walked inside step by step.
Marquis Dingbei and I quickly followed.
The steps inside were not very grand, but they had a strong rural atmosphere, the feeling of spiritual mountains and beautiful waters.
In a place like this, what you cultivate is really your mind.
Not to mention other things, with this kind of artistic conception and environment, even if you don't practice anything, it won't be a problem for ordinary people to live two hundred years.
There was no one to lead the way or recommend anything.
King Yongwu took us to the front of a statue with ease and knelt down with a plop.
I looked at this statue.
I didn't know who this statue belonged to, but it looked like it was a statue of a god or something.
After Dingbeihou knelt down, he pulled the corner of my clothes.
I was about to kneel down, after all, it was okay to kneel down to the statue, but suddenly I found that my knees could not bend at all, and I could not kneel down.
I was also surprised, because both King Yongwu and Marquis Dingbei turned to look at me angrily, and King Yongwu yelled loudly: "You haven't paid homage to Patriarch Ruoyu yet."
I was surprised.
It must have been the fault of Senior Shenshi, so I couldn't kneel down.
I looked up at the statue.
It was extremely tall, majestic, and had an intimidating aura.
However, it’s not that I don’t kneel, it’s that someone doesn’t let me kneel.
"General Wu Fan, kneel down quickly."
Marquis Dingbei pulled me again, but my back was straight.
He was so anxious that he quickly said: "Kneel down quickly, now is not the time to pretend.
In anger, the patriarch said, You were instantly pulverized."
"I just won't kneel."
I stood proudly, even with my hands behind my back, and said loudly to the statue: "He and I are brothers and peers, and there is no need to kneel down."
"Bastard."
King Yongwu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but in front of Ruoyu's statue, he didn't dare to act recklessly.
He was just itching his teeth with hatred.
When I shouted out, my voice lingered, wandered, and even echoed throughout the entire mountain peak.
It was so clear and loud that everyone on this mountain peak could hear it clearly.
"It's over, it's over."
Dingbei Hou knocked his head to the ground, motionless, and muttered in a low voice.
King Yongwu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, but like Dingbei Hou, he did not dare to get angry and kept kowtowing.
However, at this time, the whole statue was shaking slightly, and gravels were falling from it.
I was startled and stepped back.
It turned out that this was not a stone statue, but a person petrified here.
Such a huge man is exactly like the giants before him.
It looks like a petrified giant, with sand and gravel forming on its body, and the sand and gravel are covered with moss.
Gurgling, I swallowed.
But I heard King Yongwu shout loudly: "Master Yu, please calm down.
This person claims to be the disciple of Master Buzhou, so the disciple brought him here.
Please judge if he is a fake, and we can rectify the law on the spot."
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Ruoyu moved his muscles and bones, and his whole body crackled.
The layer of sand and gravel on the body surface broke into pieces, and some fell down, but a lot of it was still stuck to the skin.
Patriarch Ruoyu stretched out his hand to break off the sand and gravel.
Slowly he heard his breathing and saw his chest rising and falling, and his whole body came to life.
"What?"
This was the first sentence he said when he woke up.
He looked at me intently: "There are still people who dare to claim to be the master's apprentice, and they are still such a little kid
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