Chapter 1: Friendship without Age Respect, Farewell (already signed, please feel free to collect, please recommend and vote for the monthly ticket!)
Lush woods.

The flute sounds faint.

The little cowherd lay on the cow's back, enjoying the gentle breeze under the pine trees.

The little cowherd is named Xin Zhen, a mountain dweller at the foot of Mount Hua. He is only fifteen years old. Although he looks young, he is a time traveler at heart.

He was originally a professional broker of a listed company, but unexpectedly he died of a serious illness, and when he woke up he was already in this world.

He originally thought that this was just an ordinary dynasty, but when he met an old man in the mountains named Feng Qingyang, he was shocked to find that he had come to the world of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

As they got to know each other for a long time, Feng Qingyang also told his background, and it turned out that he was the junior uncle of the current leader of Huashan Sect.

Because he made a mistake in the Huashan Sword Qi Contest, he has been imprisoned in the mountains and has been invisible to the world ever since.

"Why, didn't you say you were going to take the imperial examination? Why aren't you studying?"

An old voice said jokingly.

The flute sound stopped suddenly.

Xin Zhen stood up from the ox's back and sat cross-legged, saying with a smile, "Brother Feng is here? What good things did you bring today?"

Under the pine tree stood an old man with white beard and green robe. He looked depressed and his face was as white as gold paper. It was Feng Qingyang.

He smiled when he heard that, and raised the pheasant in his hand: "How about eating this?"

Xin Zhen had already noticed the pheasant in his hand. He took a look and nodded, saying, "Such a fat pheasant is rare. Could it be that this chicken is not a pheasant, but a chicken raised by a mountain dweller at the foot of the mountain, and was stung by some old thief?"

Feng Qingyang laughed and scolded, "Bullshit! How can I be a thief? You kid still say you are a scholar. You slander others like this, you really deserve a beating!"

As Feng Qingyang spoke, he flashed and appeared in front of Xin Zhen.

Xin Zhen only felt a flash before his eyes, and his cheek was gently touched.

Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "I'll give you a slap, so that you won't talk nonsense next time."

Xin Zhen chuckled, took the pheasant from Feng Qingyang, and said with a smile: "Leave it to me, I guarantee you will have a delicious beggar's chicken in half an hour!"

Xin Zhen immediately bled the pheasant and gutted it. The scene was extremely bloody, and it seemed quite out of place in this quiet and ancient pine forest.

Feng Qingyang found a big rock to sit on and said in a gentle voice: "Why haven't I seen you reading recently? The autumn exam is coming soon. Are you planning not to take the exam?"

Xin Zhen smiled and wanted to tap his head with his finger, but when he saw his hands were covered in dirt, he had to give up: "The Four Books and Five Classics, poetry, essays, astronomy and geography are all in my mind."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but laughed and scolded: "I forgot your ability to remember everything you see. Well, it's better to take the imperial examination and become an official than to hang around in the martial arts world. So what if you have unparalleled martial arts skills? You are still a martial artist.

It is difficult to have a good ending if you are on the edge of a knife. Forget it. From now on, I will never persuade you to learn martial arts again."

After Feng Qingyang said this, Xin Zhen became a little curious: "Are you really not going to persuade me anymore?"

Feng Qingyang nodded: "I want to teach you martial arts, but it's just an obsession in my heart.

It's a pity that the Dugu Nine Swords have been lost, but think about it, the Dugu Nine Swords may not be as valuable to you as a good policy article."

Xin Zhen laughed and said, "Brother Feng, I have heard you talk about a lot of things in the martial arts world in the past few years. It is actually quite interesting.

And the Hunyuan Gong you taught me, after learning it, my mind became clear and my every move had magical powers.

More importantly, my body has become much healthier and I have never been sick. This is really a good thing.”

Feng Qingyang laughed and scolded: "You know how to do it, but this Hunyuan Gong is the foundation of the Huashan School of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Even though it is not as good as the sect's signature technique, the Zixia Divine Art, it is still one of the top-notch internal skills in the world.

How come you only think of it as a way to strengthen your body? That's ridiculous!" Xin Zhen shrugged and said with a smile, "I don't fight with others, so no matter how powerful it is, what's the point to me? What's most important is to strengthen your body and clear your mind...

Yes, Brother Feng, recently I don't know why I don't need to sit still and meditate to practice Hun Yuan Gong. Whether I sit, lie down or walk, this Qi can flow through my whole body. Is it the same for you, Brother Feng?"

Feng Qingyang was shocked when he heard this: "What? This technique can be used while walking, sitting or lying down. How is this possible? I have practiced for decades and have never experienced this, nor have I ever heard of it.

In the martial arts world, apart from the Yi Jin Jing of the Shaolin Temple, no other top-notch martial arts has ever had such a principle. Come, let me take a look!"

Feng Qingyang ignored the bloody pheasant in Xin Zhen's hand and reached out to take Xin Zhen's pulse. After a while, his face was surprised and happy, but then he showed regret.

Seeing this, Xin Zhen smiled and said, "Alright, alright, Brother Feng, don't be like this all the time. Didn't you already give up on letting me learn martial arts? Why are you being so coy now?"

Feng Qingyang looked even more depressed: "The Qi in your body is as deep as the sea, I'm afraid you will reach my current level of cultivation before you are thirty.

But it has only been three years since I taught you Hunyuan Gong, and you have already practiced it to such a level. You are truly a rare martial arts genius in the world.

But you only want to pursue a career in government, isn't that a waste of resources?"

Xin Zhen was unmoved: "With my photographic memory, it would be a shame if I didn't learn literature, right?"

Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. If you want to bring honor to your family and realize your dreams, you still have to study!
No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are just a warrior living on the edge of a knife.

If you can pass the imperial examination and become an official, and everyone follows your words, that is real ability."

While Xin Zhen was talking, his hands were busy. He gutted the pheasant, took out various seasonings ground into powder from his arms and marinated the pheasant with them, then wrapped it with large leaves, covered it with mountain mud, lit a fire and put the mud bag in. Finally, everything was ready.

I washed my hands in the mountain stream and sat next to Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang had a lot to say, and he also had something to say to Feng Qingyang.

"Brother Feng, I have passed the boy's exam, and I will take part in the autumn exam in a few days.

If the autumn exam is over, I will have to take part in the spring exam, so I may not come here to herd cattle for a while."

Xin Zhen spoke softly, Feng Qingyang sighed softly, and the pine wind in the mountains blew gently.

Passion has hurt parting since ancient times.

The two have known each other for three years. Except when the mountain is closed due to heavy snow, Xin Zhen basically comes every other time.

As a time traveler, the boy had no one to confide his inner confusion to;

The old man blamed himself for his mistake all his life.

An old man and a young man became close friends as soon as they met.

Over the past three years, the two have become close friends regardless of age difference and can talk about anything.

Feng Qingyang even taught him Huashan's internal skills, which shows how close their friendship is.

Feng Qingyang felt reluctant.

After Xin Zhen leaves, he may have few opportunities to come back.

After the autumn examination came the spring examination. With Xin Zhen's talent, it should not be difficult for him to pass the examination and become a Jinshi.

After passing the imperial examination, one will be appointed as an official and become a traveling official. How can one possibly stay in Huashan?
Xin Zhen continued, "Brother Feng, you have been living in seclusion in this mountain for many years. People don't even know who you are anymore. The worldly affairs have long been blown away by the wind. Why do you still hold a grudge against them?

In my opinion, life is short and there is no time to enjoy it, so why ruin your whole life because of a momentary mistake?
Otherwise, you can go out with me and I will take care of you in your old age."

(End of this chapter)