Chapter Twenty-Seven: There Is No Shortage of Salt on the Long Family (Yan)
Longhu Mountain.
From Poyang Lake, tracing the Xinjiang River, along the Luxi River upstream, you can see the strange peaks and strange stones on both sides of the river, just like a fairyland, thousands of peaks compete for show, and thousands of ravines compete for the stream. The waterfall flies sideways, and the vine falls upside down.
Longhu Mountain is famous for its elixir, life and death, human flesh and white bones. And what most people in the world don't know is that another hidden duty of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is to subdue demons!
In the hundred years of Qingming in the world, the emperors of the mortal world occasionally had swordsmen and soldiers, and they were also within the heavenly way of natural selection and survival of the fittest. Everything pays attention to balance, and the balance of yin and yang is a blend of water and milk; The balance of heaven and earth is the stability of this world; The balance of the Six Realms is the coexistence of human demons, fairies, demons, gods and monsters.
People have humanity, demons have demon laws, immortals have fairy rules, gods have gods, and demons have magic chapters. Each multiplied in its territory and shared the prosperity of Qingping. But there are always evil cults who are not willing to be lonely, and will always take advantage of people to relax their vigilance to come out and commit murder, stirring up human panic and destroying the balanced coexistence system.
For this kind of evil demon Dao, Longhu Mountain has always adhered to the purpose of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots and putting an end to future troubles. When Zhang's mother's letter arrived at the altar of Longhu Mountain, it was imprinted with the unique seal of the Heavenly Master, which was a seal that could not be imitated. This letter was immediately sent to Sanqing Mountain and handed over to Fengyi Zhenren, the eldest disciple of the Sect Leader who was waiting for the Heavenly Master.
"Your Excellency, there is a letter to the city!" Fengyi respectfully knelt down towards Sanqing Mountain and spoke softly.
The clouds and mist shrouded the fairyland of the world, a stream of water and glazed water, thousands of stacks of clouds and mountains of purple and green piles, and a slight sigh suddenly sounded in the mountain, "Present the letter..."
Fengyi held the letter above his head with both hands, and a fresh wind blew, and the letter paper swayed and flew towards the mountain. After a while, the cold voice sounded again, "There are demons and evil spirits in Yecheng, who are running around to commit crimes, sucking people's blood and destroying people's houses...... Everyone in the city is afraid of themselves, and it is difficult for families to sleep peacefully?
It's a city again! The ancestor of Dingzhen Mountain lost his temper the day before yesterday, and when he was fighting with me in the Qingming Realm, he suddenly shook his head, saying that his great-grandson's protective shield had been broken and he had lost his news near Yecheng. I didn't expect that there were so many things in Yecheng.
After many years of not being born, he went to this experience, but he broke off this fate. Zhangjia...... There is only one son left in this vein, the new champion, but he is in a hurry. Fengyi...... Pick a clever Taoist boy and follow me down the mountain. ”
The young man's voice was as crisp as the wind, gentle as a willow, and when he slowly walked out of the clouds, Fengyi was also stunned for a moment. He was dressed in a thin moon-white robe, his head was slightly lowered, and he walked slowly from the mountain, his eyes kept staring at his feet, as if he was afraid of stepping on some creature, and he changed his figure step by step. He breathed softly, as if he was cheering for finally coming out of the mountain, he was tall and delicate, but he raised his face slightly sideways and turned around, and smiled lightly at Fengyi.
A few strands of long hair were lightly brushed on the delicate white face like a landscape, the corners of the slender eyes shone with a little breeze-like smile, and the jade nose looked more straight...... Fengyi didn't dare to look directly at his face, and he was ashamed of himself. He hadn't seen his master for more than 200 years.
This generation of heavenly masters, with the appearance of heaven and man, the posture of immortals, has been sitting and lying in Sanqing Mountain for many years, and is rarely born. How can the world see this outstanding and handsome Heavenly Master? His cheeks are like white jade and clear snow, his eyebrows are gentle and delicate, a pair of slender eyes that are still childish, long and thick eyelashes, and dark eyes like lacquer, like a galaxy hanging upside down.
"Fengyi? Do you have a Taoist boy who has chosen to follow his teacher out of the mountain? Zhang Tianshi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the eyes of this great apprentice who was nearly two hundred and seventy years old.
Fengyi came back to his senses, blushed in embarrassment, and slowly took half a step back. Master's appearance, no one dares to compare with him, in all fairness, there are only a handful of people in the world who can stand beside him.
Stretching out his hand and shaking on the Xu Hua mirror, the mirror shows the scenery of the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and countless vigorous Taoist children are practicing the method of condensing qi in the sun. In the clouds and mist and wind, the entire dragon and tiger book is thriving.
Zhang Tianshi nodded with satisfaction, pointed to a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old who was hiding in the arch hole of the Feiqi Bridge in the back mountain and secretly gnawed on tree fruits, and said, "Who is this?" It's just early in class, and it is so fierce, when did the food shortage in Longhu Mountain reach such a point? He turned his eyes to Fengyi, and said slowly: "Fengyi, the silver money in Longhu Mountain is not enough to spend?" If there are any difficulties, why can't you report them as teachers? ”
Fengyi secretly hated this disgraceful servant so much, but how dare he make a mistake in front of the master, he had to reply sullenly: "Your Excellency, there is nothing to do." It's this naughty servant who has a greedy mouth and a big appetite. Eat ten meals a day, and cry out hungry...... There is no shortage of food in Longhu Mountain, but everyone eats three meals, and it is impossible to cook ten meals for him alone. So...... So he often nibbles on tree fruit or ...... Or go to the mountains to dig some soil and burn it to eat. ”
Zhang Tianshi heard the amusement, stroked his chin and asked with interest, "Whose servant?" ”
During the Fengyi period, Ai replied, "Yes...... It is my closed disciple, although he is stubborn and greedy, but he is talented, and he has learned the Qi Condensation Method and the Condensing Pill Technique in just two years. ”
"It's funny, not as reserved as ordinary servants. Well, tell him to go out of the mountain with his teacher. Zhang Tianshi made the final decision.
Feng Yi hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted into Xu Hua's mirror: "Zhang Wuneng ......"
A wave of air came in an instant, causing the man's black hair to tremble, and the eyes of the servant who was gnawing on the fruit of the tree opened sharply, looked around in a panic, and called out tentatively: "Teacher... Master? ”
Looking at his thief-eyed appearance, Fengyi felt that his face was gone, and he buried his head in shame and didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the Heavenly Master. So his tone became more and more unhappy, and he shouted: "Throw away the tree fruit in your hand, hurry to Sanqing Mountain, and the Heavenly Master will summon you!" ”
As soon as Zhang Wuneng heard that it was the Heavenly Master's summons, his eyes were bright, he directly picked up the peachwood sword from the ground and blew a trick, staggered on the peachwood sword, and stumbled up towards Sanqing Mountain.
Fengyi was stunned and said to himself: "Unexpectedly...... I actually secretly learned swordsmanship......"
Zhang Tianshi looked approving, and said lightly: "Sure enough, he is a good seedling, his personality is fresh and jumping, but it is like a scorching sun, the luck of Longhu Mountain." ”
Receiving this praise, Fengyi was first surprised, and then happy.
It's just that Zhang Wuneng's eyes stuck to the Heavenly Master as soon as he came, and his eyeballs kept spinning. What's even more excessive is that one of his hairy hands has gently put on Zhang Tianshi's moon robe, and he said familiarly: "New junior brother? I'm Zhang Wuneng...... In the future, in Longhu Mountain, I will cover you! ”
"Bold... Don't let it go yet! That's your ancestor! Feng Yi was angry, blowing his beard and glaring at his white hair.
Zhang Wuneng pointed to the beautiful and handsome young man in front of him who looked like a painting immortal, twitched the corners of his lips with his mouth open, and said for a long time: "Master? Master...... Are you sure? ”