Bailong Snow Mountain, with an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, is one of the few peaks in the 100,000 mountains.

The mountain peaks are covered with snow all year round, and the strange peaks are beautiful and rocky, and the people are rarely visited.

But in recent years, with the development of tourism, this White Dragon Snow Mountain has become a famous scenic spot in this vicinity.

Many tourists like to take the cable car and look out over the majestic beauty of the snow-capped mountains.

In the past few years, mountain people have gradually settled under the mountain pass, and they have gathered into a village, and they live on the tourists who come to visit.

A few years ago, people suddenly came here.

For example, people from the city spent a lot of money to ask the young adults in the village to help build a house in a valley at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

At that time, the people in the village thought it was strange how someone could go there to build a house, the grass and trees were long, lonely, and it was inconvenient to enter and exit.

But the family has a lot of money, and the money given makes the villagers feel that it is too cost-effective, and it is also appropriate to help out.

As a result, almost all the young and middle-aged people in the village went to help others, which became a lively event in the village a year ago.

Although the valley is relatively remote, logging and moving, everything needs to rely on manpower, but everyone worked together, the villagers were simple and took enough benefits from others, so they made enough efforts, and within a few days, a small farm yard was built in a bamboo forest in the valley.

It's just that the person who came forward didn't seem to be the one who really wanted a house, and after the house was built, he left.

At first, some villagers wanted to see if the house built in the valley was inhabited and what kind of people it was.

But somehow, I don't know if I remember that the road is wrong, or the bamboo forest is too big, and some villagers wandered around for a long time, but they couldn't find the small courtyard that was originally built inside.

In addition, it is a few miles away from the village, and the road on the mountain is difficult to walk, so it is difficult to go, so this matter slowly fades.

It's just that the villagers occasionally get together to chat, mention it, and talk a few nonsense.

Occasionally, villagers go up the mountain to cut firewood, or pick some mountain treasures, go to the valley, take a look, go to the bamboo forest, and still can't find where the house is.

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The New Year has passed, and early this spring, everything began to recover.

On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the morning fog still rose again.

Bailong Snow Mountain, the valley that the villagers call it, is also shrouded in clouds and smoke.

In the valley, there is a green bamboo forest, which is evergreen in all seasons and grows lushly.

Cloud smoke cage, surrounded by bamboo forest, there is a courtyard, I don't know the depth of the clouds.

No roosters, no dogs barking, the yard is new and quiet.

At about six o'clock in the morning, the sky was just clear, and there was a "squeak" sound.

The door to the courtyard opened, and an old man with half-white hair went out.

The old man was wearing a white Tang suit, with a hooked nose and slightly pointed eyebrows, and he had a fierce color that was not angry and self-threatening.

When the old man went out, he slowly started boxing in the courtyard.

The boxing technique carried by the old man is slow and leisurely, and it seems that he has no strength, like a fitness technique passed on outside.

But between his mouth and nose, he breathed in a unique rhythm, and he could faintly see a white mist swallowing along with the old man's mouth and nose, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

The old man's boxing road is a kind of internal boxing method.

With the rhythm of the fist, traction tendons, and then with the internal qi breathing method, you can exhale luck and refine the qi.

Half an hour later, the hook-nosed old man finished his set of internal boxing techniques, and he called it a day, with a restrained light in his eyes.

After the old man finished practicing, a middle-aged man in his fifties came over with a cup of tea, handed it to the old man with both hands, and lowered his head slightly.

This middle-aged man has good facial features, but he has no nose, as if he has been cut off by a knife, and he looks very awkward.

The hook-nosed old man picked up the tea, glanced at the middle-aged man with his eyes, and waved his hand.

The middle-aged man left with a blank face.

The hook-nosed old man drank tea, looked at the bamboo forest and clouds, his eyes flashed, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

With a sense of arrogance!

"Old man, what happy event is there early in the morning?"

In the door, a man about thirty years old walked out of the door and said with a smile.

The man's facial features are distinct, his lips are thin, and his eye bones are a little deep, which makes him look inexplicably gloomy.

"In the eternal world, my Guiguzi vein has been sinking for hundreds of years, and I finally have the opportunity to regain the glory of my ancestors, wouldn't I be happy. ”

The hook-nosed old man shook his sleeve robe and stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes full of fierceness.

"The old man is clever, and he can see from the hexagram that the world has changed. Sure enough, listening to the old man, I have been staying in this deep mountain and old forest for the past few days, and I feel that my skills that I haven't moved for a long time have improved, which is really amazing. ”

The thin-lipped man smiled, his eyebrows glinting.

"You have been outside for too long, and your mind has been spent on the deceit of the worldly shopping mall, and you have too much desire for fame and fortune, and you are already not interested in the cultivation of internal qi, so this internal strength naturally cannot be improved. ”

The hook-nosed old man said sullenly.

"However, this can't be blamed on you, hundreds of years ago, this path of cultivation was broken, and all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought disappeared into seclusion, becoming ordinary people with all living beings, just like you and me, just more internal strength than ordinary people. ”

After speaking, the hook-nosed old man's eyes lit up: "Who would have thought that the Dao of this world suddenly underwent great changes, the aura was revived, and the Great Dao was revealed." The old man guessed that almost all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought who are alive today have sensed or received the news from some channels, and like you and me, they have all gone into the mountains to practice. After all, now that the world has just appeared, and the aura of the famous mountains has only been revived, maybe in the future, the entire world will have great changes. ”

"What should we do, old man?"

The thin-lipped man's eyes flashed, and he asked thoughtfully.

"Naturally, it is to conform to the great world, and then wait and see the changes, and then lay out the strategy, vertical and horizontal. ”

The hook-nosed old man's eyes narrowed, and a smile flashed like nothing.

"You say, if future generations can fly to the sky and reclaim the sea, will this world be interesting?"

"Old man, can people really achieve the kind of immortal posture that their ancestors said in their cultivation?"

A trace of hesitation flashed on the thin-lipped man's face, he has been indulging in the world's desire for fame and fortune, and he has long forgotten that kind of "fairy theory", and it is not much different from ordinary people.

But when he saw the hook-nosed old man, hearing his words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't believe what I said, and you can't even forget the patriarch's scriptures?"

"The old man is angry, Zongyun didn't question what you meant, he just said the wrong thing in a moment of confusion, I have always believed in your judgment, old man. ”

The thin-lipped man's name was Wang Zongfeng, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he hurriedly said cautiously.

He was puzzled by the old man's "flying to the sky and moving mountains and reclaiming the sea" just now, and his mouth was quick for a while.

And as the old man's protégé, he has followed the other party for decades, and knows that the hook-nosed old man is the most taboo for others to question his words.

What's even more frightening is that he understands the old man's temperament and knows that the other party is extremely ruthless.

Even for the protégé who he had cultivated for decades, he still used cruel torture methods.

(I spent four hours in this chapter, believe it or not, it, it's so cold.... It's hard to get up early tomorrow ,,,,, three watches!)