"From now on, you are my junior brother. On the ancient road of the mountain, there was the sound of unhurried footsteps, the bald head that suddenly emerged from outside the mountain peak, took Zhou Yusheng's hand in a friendly manner, and walked towards the foot of the mountain, with a look of deceiving an ignorant young man, without a trace of the outside.

"But I haven't promised you yet. Zhou Yusheng said with a sad face and a little crying.

He has even begun to fantasize that he has a smooth bald head, eats coarse tea and light rice every day, practices martial arts with a group of teenagers with the same bald head, and does exactly the same thing every day, and will be taught by those more verbose old men every day, knocking on wooden fish in front of some dead Buddha statues, silently reciting those tedious and boring chantings, and when one day he is really pure-hearted and has few desires, and sees beautiful things with a demented look, he thinks that his life will be over.

"You have to know that the old master is not a casual person under the door, so when you enter the Purple Fire Temple, you must follow the three precepts and seven laws in the view, and there must be no cross-border travel, do you remember?" The young monk stepped on the ancient road, the drizzle and wet stairs just now, looked at Zhou Yusheng, who was slumping behind him, and showed a thief's smile, holding the nectar in a verdant forest at the foot of a mountain, shaking his smooth head, and said seriously.

"However, I still have relatives waiting for me at home. ”

Shocked, Zhou Yusheng's face was not only dazed, but more painful, he closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands.

Just seeing Zhou Yusheng's half-dead hiding on the stairs and not moving, the martial artist who was standing with a thin body suddenly heard a loud laugh of "poof", and I saw that because he couldn't help laughing, he simply sat there, looking at Zhou Yusheng's young monk with foreign appearance with great interest, talking serious nonsense.

"You're too easily deceived, you won't force anyone to involuntarily worship under my Purple Fire Temple. ”

Seeing that his eyes were dull, the young monk's face couldn't help but soften, and his tone became calm, but seeing that he still had a blank look, the young monk couldn't help frowning, and then took his hand and walked down the peak

"Little master, what should I call you!"

All the way down, Zhou Yusheng didn't know if he was really stupid and didn't know the situation, or he didn't get out of the facts, he was like a tame lamb from the mountain peak, he didn't resist, he didn't say anything, and he was obediently "led" down from the mountain by the young monk.

However, the light rain on the sky continued at some point in the morning and morning, blowing the foggy wind from there, bringing a cool coolness.

"The master is from the bamboo character generation, so my surname is the surname of the teacher, and the single word is hidden, little junior brother, you can call me Zhuyin. He put away his cynical hippie smile, dipped a salute to Zhou Yusheng, and replied.

"Senior Brother Zhuyin, you said that since the immortals didn't force me to enter the meditation, why did they bring me to the Spirit Bamboo Peak. He asked, puzzled.

"Immortal? You say I'm a master? He's not an immortal. It's just that he looks a little old, and he is the third of the three abbots in the view, and others also call him bamboo dyeing. He held his head full of doubts, supported the half of his forehead with his right hand, and took a mangosteen from the mountains and forests in the east, folded it in half, and handed the other half of the exposed fresh bamboo meat to Zhou Yusheng, before he replied with a smile.

Zhou Yusheng suddenly felt that the seemingly young monk in front of him was not simple, there was no kind of elm head wood, but the small brain melon seeds were very clever.

Zhou Yusheng remembered that people in the book should not be good-looking, and he probably said that this kind of person was just that, just because of his bare head, he instinctively defined others as ordinary monks.

"Then do you know what the Lingzhu Peak is that the abbot of bamboo dyeing is talking about!" He took the mangosteen handed over by Zhuyin, and was about to put it to his mouth to gnaw, but saw that the place where it was split, there was no trace of brute force smashing the bamboo flesh at all, a straight silk thread like a cutting plane, exposing the other half of the bamboo meat to the air almost smoothly.

He glanced at Takekuin again, but this kind of gaze was a little tentative, with a deep solemnity and fear in his eyes.

But Zhuyin is still as usual, with a little relieved smile, innocently gnawing on the mangosteen in his hand.

The action of gnawing mangosteen in Zhuyin's hand was stunned for a moment, and he grinned inexplicably at Zhou Yusheng with a smile.

"Lingzhu Peak! It is the highest mountain in the north that you see now, it is not a place where anyone can stay, new disciples who have just started will be sent there, usually disciples who have been in the beginner for more than three years, they will return to the temple from that mountain after the three-year period, you don't look at that mountain now, as long as the sun goes down, the spiritual bamboo on the mountain will spring up like mushrooms after the rain. The movement in Zhuyin's hand stopped and said.

"Senior Brother Zhuyin, master, why did you ask you to send me up the mountain. ”

"Because, I've just been in Guannei for a year and a half, and in addition to me, the other senior brothers in Guannei are all old fritters who have lived in the temple for three years and come back, and I usually have to send three hundred catties of Lingzhu to the firewood room on time in addition to helping Guannei take care of the store, but now this Lingzhu Peak is not just me, and there is another you? When you go up the mountain, you will know. ”

"You mean, I also have to stay in that Lingzhu Peak for three years like you!" Thinking of this, Zhou Yusheng's heart was decadent again, and when he thought of the life that might not be able to eat and sleep well in the past three years, he felt a panic in his heart.

"I'm afraid so. The young monk looked at him, and while joking, he gave him a look, a very serious, not joking look.

There was another gloom in his heart.

"Little junior brother, the sun is about to go down, we have to go back quickly. Otherwise, if we delay the opening of the meal, the senior brothers will blame us."

After speaking, he continued to lead Zhou Yusheng, who was petrified in place, on the road.

A dilapidated temple

"Po He, I can only help you get here. "In a valley where the peaks of the mountains stand and the clouds stand, the white robe stands in the wind, and the lonely back in the bleak wind suddenly murmurs to the clouds.

The birds sang in the valley, and the young man who fell on the delicate flowers, a gust of wind blew faintly, blowing up the petals that withered in the mortal dust, with the fragrance of the petals, towards the distant sky beyond the valley, with a little sorrow and the fragrance in the valley to the north.

"That's enough. Outside the distant void, there seemed to be a faint response.

The ancients once said, "It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance." Only by climbing to the top of the mountain can you see how low the surrounding mountains are. And you've only walked a few thousand steps, and you've been complaining all day. If you are allowed to climb up and down from Lingzhu Peak every day, I think you will die before you have stayed for three years. ”

A mountainside that has been shrouded in countless clouds and mist, a young man who is obviously taller than the one in front of him, who is easy to navigate even if he has run thousands of miles, is full of vitality, and climbs the entire cloud ladder built around the mountain of Lingzhu Peak on foot, but now he is pale, his chest is undulating, leaning on those slippery mountains and rocks that can still be relied on, and he exhales turbidity one by one.

There is an abyss under your feet, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed.

The milky white mist of the mountains and valleys was so deep, so thick, like a flowing slurry that could float people.

Zhou Yusheng was followed by Zhu Yin, who looked thin and weak, this person followed behind him without saying a word, he was a little scared, he didn't dare to talk to him, just raised his steps, lowered his body, and slowly walked along the mountain peak.

Especially when he said these words coldly, he could see some birds at the same height in these clouds, chirping and not listening.

Following Zhuyin's sonorous and powerful voice, these birds hiding in the fog slowly poked their heads out of the clouds and mist, and fanned their huge white wings towards Zhou Yusheng's position, blowing away the mist that filled the valley in the sky, and in the gradually clear valley, it revealed its huge and hideous face.

"What the hell is this monster!"

It resembles a snake, but with four wings, six eyes, and three legs, and its chirping is like calling itself.

Even the cloudy sunset on Lingzhu Peak was covered by this huge bird shadow, a pair of white wings that seemed to be able to connect the two mountains, covering the last rays of sunset in the dusk, under the reflection, the red and lustful sunlight dyed the huge pupils, and the six strange red turned straight down, looking at Zhou Yusheng, the only one who could become an invader, and let out one after another cry of cracking stones through the clouds in the entire valley, as if declaring his territorial sovereignty.

"That's sour. As long as you don't attack him, he won't attack you. Seeing this, Zhu Yin said in a strange cold voice.

Zhou Yusheng raised his eyes and glanced at the thin Zhu Yin, although the ladder of this Spirit Bamboo Peak was winding and steep, this senior brother was still standing motionless, and there seemed to be no dust on his body, standing as tall as those bamboos, and he was quietly looking at himself not far above him.

Zhou Yusheng saw his senior brother's cold gaze, and he was a little scared in his heart, so he hurriedly turned his head back, but when he turned his head, what he saw was that the six pairs of huge eyes were looking at him vigilantly.

"This kid is new?" In the circumstances that Zhou Yusheng did not expect, the first time he came to this Lingzhu Peak, he was surprised that this bird named Sour He could speak some simple human language, but from its somewhat stiff voice, it could still be seen that he was still not proficient in human language.

"Sour and my lord, this is the bamboo dyeing master who arranged Zhou Yusheng to go up the mountain, and it will accompany you for the next three years. Zhu Yin glanced at the acid and then at Zhou Yusheng, and after silently reciting Amitabha Buddha to the huge bird head in front of him, he bowed carefully and said calmly.

"It looks silly, but it's a lot bolder than the new disciples who have just started before, thinking that the first few children who just came at the beginning, as soon as they saw my noble bird body, they fell off this Spirit Bamboo Peak. He raised his huge wings and hummed softly.

It's just that when he said this, he tentatively stretched out his two wings and arched Zhou Yusheng's back, only to see that behind Zhou Yusheng, a small hole opened without warning.

His limbs immediately became weak, one hand holding the rock trembled, and his whole body fell down, Zhou Yusheng's frightened heart fluttered, and he hurriedly pressed his whole body tightly against the stone wall, and he didn't dare to move again.

"Sour and my lord, he will have to go up the mountain for the rest of his life, you are so upside down, today's Lingzhu will not be enough for the senior brothers to eat. ”

But Zhou Yusheng has been all over his body, and he has no spare strength, and now he can hardly even grasp the knot.

"Hmph, I finally came out once. When you meet a junior who is a little more fun, you have to be talked about, why do you have so many rules in this purple fire view!" It snorted dissatisfiedly.

In Zhou Yusheng's line of sight, as the six pairs of eyes were obviously slightly enlarged, the already huge bird shadow, I don't know if it was because the sun was going down, it was actually a few points higher than before.

It's just that Zhou Yusheng didn't know that at the same time, his resounding cry actually alarmed the three abbots from the Purple Fire Temple, bamboo dyeing, bamboo green, and bamboo square.

And in Lingzhu Peak, all the disciples of the Purple Fire Temple, after hearing this familiar birdsong, even the disciples who competed threw down the long sword in their hands without the will to fight, and the nightmare like a nightmare over the years resurfaced in their hearts like the past.

They began to sympathize with the new disciple.