Yunyang Mountain, Hongfeng, Hongfeng is also called Twin Peaks, the two delicate peaks of Twin Peaks are like two sharp blades inserted into the sky, every time the rain is clear, a rainbow will cross between the two peaks, look at it from afar, like a seven-color bridge to connect the Twin Peaks together, it will not dissipate for a long time, and the Rainbow Peak is also named because of this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hongfeng a vein, relative to the whole Yunyang Mountain, is the least disciple of a vein, from ancient times to the present, this is also related to the terrain of Hongfeng, the two peaks of Hongfeng are like two bamboo shoots in Yunyang Mountain, because it is too steep, pines and cypresses are grown between the cliffs, although there are small streams flowing in the mountains, but it is not suitable for building, but there is a vacant land at the upper end of the mountain peak on the left, there are seven or eight houses, therefore, Hongfeng has been sparsely connected.

Although Hongfeng has always had relatively few connections, this vein can inherit one of the six veins of Yunyang and stand tall, and it has its own reason. Up to now, the current Hongfeng lineage adds up to only six people, no, to be exact, there are now seven people, because there are several people gathered in the meeting hall of Hongfeng, there is an incense altar set up against the wall at the main entrance of the hall, the incense altar is three pillars of incense is rising white smoke, a painting is hung above the incense altar, the characters in the painting are exactly the same as the characters carved in the Yuzhen Palace. At this time, Jiang Chai Yun was kneeling on the ground facing the incense altar, Wan Li Ge was sitting on a wooden chair in front of the incense altar, and it seemed that the apprenticeship ceremony was going on, Jiang Chai Yun stood two people on the left side, looking like the elder was forty years old, the other person was slightly smaller, and there were three people standing on the right, Xing Yiming was standing at the end, and the other two looked to be in their twenties.

Today, it is the fifth day after the Yuzhen Hall test, because two disciples of Hongfeng have gone down the mountain to perform a mission, and they will return to Yunyang Mountain immediately after getting the news, so that this entrance ceremony will be held in the Hongfeng Council Hall today. Jiang Chaiyun has bowed to the incense altar seven times, before he got up, Wan Li Ge said: "Sixth, from today on, you are my disciple of Wan Lige, and I hope you will remember it in your heart in this life, your body is upright, your behavior is rated, you eliminate demons, and defend the way." When Wan Lige spoke, he was equally cold and concise, especially when he said the last eight words, his voice was loud and long, and it came out from afar.

When Jiang Chaiyun heard these eight words at this moment, it seemed to be engraved in his heart, echoing in his mind, extremely shocked, his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was firming up something, and replied loudly: "Yes, Master." ”

Wan Lige had no sound, his eyes were like torches, and he also looked coldly at the hall. But the difference is that each of the five people standing in the hall has a warm smile on their faces, and they also clench their fists with their hands, and look at each other a few times, their faces and eyes are full of expectation, love, warmth and happiness.

At this time, Wan Li Ge didn't speak again, Jiang Chaiyun didn't dare to get up, the man standing on the left in the hall was named Tu Yiwei, who was Wan Lige's big disciple, Tu Yiwei was dressed in plain clothes, his appearance was ordinary but with a man's unique momentum, his hair was flowing, giving people a light and elegant feeling, one thing worth mentioning is that like Wan Lige, Tu Yiwei's waist also has a long flute inserted. Tu Yiwei saw that Master Wan Lige had not spoken for a long time, and looking at Master's demeanor, he seemed to be thinking about something or remembering something from the past, so he reminded and shouted: "Master, how should the little junior brother arrange?"

Wan Lige raised his eyes and said: "From today on, I will go to Lisongpo every day to cut down trees, until I finish cutting down the trees there, and the third child will teach him to learn words." After saying it coldly, Wan Lige got up and walked out through the side door.

I heard a voice from the right: "Yes, Master." The person who responded to the voice had a delicate face, wearing a white dress, white clothes, white clothes, hair neatly combed, and something was inserted in the belt around his waist, but it was not a flute, but a snow-white folding fan.

As soon as Wan Lige walked out of the side door, the five people standing walked up to Jiang Chaiyun, and Tu Yiwei said, "Get up, junior brother, the master has already left." ”

Jiang Chaiyun was wondering in his heart, it turned out that this apprenticeship ceremony was so simple, but why did he go to cut down trees, does this have anything to do with cultivating immortals? Could it be that several senior brothers have gone to cut down trees? Just thinking about it, when he heard Tu Yiwei speak, he raised his head and saw several senior brothers talking nonsense.

Before apprenticing, Jiang Chaiyun had already met several senior brothers, the senior brother Tu Yiwei, the second senior brother Mo Xingkui is a burly man with a beard and sideburns, and the third senior brother is the person who looks like a scholar, and his name is also full of scholarly atmosphere, called Wu Yunzhi, listening to Xing Yiming, Wu Yunzhi and the fourth senior brother who returned to the mountain together yesterday are not much different in age, so they are often together, the fourth senior brother is named Du Yiheng, his skin is slightly dark, he is dressed in blue clothes, and his gestures have a sense of joy, giving people a sense of affinity and humor, the fifth senior brother is Xing Yiming, in comparison, Xing Yiming's language is less。

Jiang Chaiyun stood up, only to hear Du Yiheng say: "Little junior brother, I bet that you won't be able to cut down the tree in Lisongpo for ten years." After speaking, he said to the scholar Wu Yunzhi: "Love beautiful man, do you dare to bet with me, I bet that my little junior brother will not be able to cut down the tree on the pine slope in ten years." ”

Wu Yunzhi put his hand on his cheek for thought, and said disapprerovingly: "I think it's really your surname is wrong, what is not a good surname, but the surname is a Du, but now you have to gamble on everything, you can bet if you want, and you can pay me for losing the last bet, and then you will cash it out." ”

Du Yiheng saw that Wu Yunzhi didn't gamble, I don't know if it was intentional, approached Wu Yunzhi, patted Wu Yunzhi's shoulder with his hand, and said while shaking: "Love beautiful scholars, you can't be so careful, not to mention that we have such a good relationship, who owes whom, it hurts and angers." ”

Wu Yunzhi hurriedly dodged to the side when Du Yiheng photographed himself, and after dodging, he turned his head to look at his shoulder, and then stretched out his hand to pat the snow-white clothes, as if he was afraid that Du Yiheng would stain his clothes, and said while patting: "I am a person who has been trained in books, so I will not be like a gambler, but some people obviously owe others, and they still say it so well, alas! Speaking of this, Wu Yunzhi deliberately said to Tu Yiwei: "Did you say yes? Senior brother." ”

Before Tu Yiwei could answer, Du Yiheng hurriedly said: "You stingy beautiful scholar, what's the big deal, if you don't gamble, don't gamble, ask the senior brother what to do? Then he said to Xing Yiming: "Fifth junior brother, come on, come on, let's bet." ”

Unexpectedly, Xing Yiming replied: "Okay, what's the bet?"

Du Yiheng didn't expect Xing Yiming to agree so quickly, but he didn't know what to bet on for a while, and he was stunned for a moment and said: "I know that you have a very good relationship with Senior Sister Duan of Bifeng, in this way, I will suffer a loss, if you lose, help me get a bottle of heart pills." Hearing Du Yiheng say this, except for Xing Yiming, the rest of the people all scoffed.

And Xing Yiming seemed to be abnormal today, and said simply: "Then what if I win?"

Du Yiheng said: "It's not that I can't believe the little junior brother, I don't think it's possible, if you really win, whatever you want, as long as the senior brother can do it, you can mention it." ”

Jiang Chai Yun thought, are there many trees on this Lisong Slope? It would take ten years to cut them down, and he couldn't help but feel worried. Over there, Xing Yiming said: "If I win, Senior Brother will not be allowed to make bets with a few of us for ten years." ”

As soon as Xing Yiming finished speaking, several people in the hall applauded, and the burly man Moxing Kuicai was like thunder, which startled Jiang Chaiyun, and the scholar Wu Yunzhi even said: "Fifth junior brother, you are awesome." ”

Du Yiheng's face was extremely abnormal at this time, and he said after hesitating: "Fifth junior brother, I can't see that your heart is ruthless enough, is this ten years too long." ”

Before Du Yiheng could continue, the scholar Wu Yunzhi took over and said: "I said gambler, don't you win or lose? Why do you care about those ten or five years, don't you say?"

Du Yiheng thought about it, but he seemed to feel that something was a little wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong, so he said: "Oh, okay, that's it." After thinking about it, he said, "However, none of you are allowed to help the little junior brother, otherwise I will tell the master to go." ”

After Du Yiheng finished speaking, all the senior brothers came out of their mouths with sneering, and the audience booed.

A few laughs and laughter reflect the feelings of Hongfeng's brothers, Jiang Chaiyun is a child's heart after all, and he quickly integrated into this atmosphere. After Du Yiheng proposed another unsuccessful bet, Tu Yiwei said: "Let's all practice separately, still make trouble here, be careful that the master is angry, and punish you to go to Nali Songpo to cut down trees." ”

Hearing Tu Yiwei say this, several people ran out of the hall as if they were flying out of the hall, among which Du Yiheng ran the fastest, and his voice could be heard: "I bet with you, you can't outrun me." ”

Tu Yiwei shook his head helplessly, and then said to Jiang Chaiyun: "Little junior brother, do you know where to go in Lisongpo?"

Jiang Chaiyun shook his head and didn't know what to do.

Tu Yiwei said: "Then little junior brother, please come with me." After Tu Yiwei finished speaking, he walked towards the side door, and Jiang Chaiyun also followed.

Out of the hall door, is a Pingba, this Pingba and the Pingba outside the door of the hall are connected together is relatively wide, outside the Pingba, the direction of the hall is the bottomless abyss, can only see pieces of white clouds floating in the deep valley, on the left side of the Pingba, a path stretches into the distance, at this time, Tu Yiwei took Jiang Chaiyun to the trail, stretched out his finger and pointed to the trail: "Little junior brother, along this path, keep walking, cross a mountain stream, to a large pine forest, there is a pine slope." ”

Jiang Chaiyun knew in response, and walked down the path, and soon disappeared at a bend.

The peak of the secondary peak of Hongfeng is like a pointed bamboo shoot, and an old pine tree on the top of the peak seems to be looking into the distance, and it is also at this time that Wan Lige is standing on the top of the pine, the wind blows his clothes, brushes his hair, and reveals his face, it can be seen that when he was young, he must be a beautiful man.

At this time, Wan Lige's eyes were calm, he couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart, and looked at the sky. After a while, Wan Lige moved, he took out the long flute inserted in his waist, put it to his lips, and heard notes coming out of the flute, the sound of the flute was poignant and melodious.

At the same moment, on the top of a white snowy peak, in a room, the indifferent nun who was meditating suddenly opened her closed eyes, as if reminiscing, sometimes gentle, sometimes sweet, sometimes indifferent, and also resolute, which was completely different from her usual indifferent expression.

Outside the house, a group of disciples are practicing in a small square, the people inside are all dressed in yellow nun clothes, among them, a little girl is particularly eye-catching, because she is the only child in the audience, the little girl is seven or eight years old, well-behaved, cute, spiritual, at this time the little girl is worshipping the Buddha with one hand, the other hand is storing the ground, only to see an ice crack on the ground, stretching into the distance, to reach a stone, the stone is soon covered with thick ice, with, with a burst, the stone full of ice will be scattered, shattered.

However, at this moment, a flute sound came from afar, and the little girl immediately stopped moving, rolled her round eyes, walked up to a young nun with the same cold expression with a strange look, and asked, "Senior sister, what kind of sound is this? After speaking, he looked at the young nun in a daze.

Of course, the young nun also heard the sound of the flute and replied, "This is the sound of the flute." ”