The bamboo shadow is swaying, although it is dense, there is still white light shining in through the layers of barriers, although it is lighter, but the path in the forest is still clearly recognizable. I don't know how long I walked, but there was light in front of me, and it was obviously coming to an end, so Cui Houqing walked over quickly. Walking out of the bamboo forest, the eyes suddenly opened up, a few zhang away is a smooth clearing, white, like a layer of hoarfrost. There is also a bamboo hut on the edge of the clearing and the bamboo forest, and from a distance, the door is closed, and the house is as black as ink, and it seems to be uninhabited. Beyond the clearing is a very large and flat stone, and beyond the stone is a cliff, and a large stone is embedded in the cliff face. Cui Houqing walked forward more than ten meters, stood on top of the big rock, and was stunned by the scenery in front of him.

Above the blue sky, the stars are dotted, and the cold moon hangs high, hanging overhead, within reach. Under the cliff is a vast sea of clouds, the fog is rising, one after another, the clouds are churning and turning, back and forth, as if the waves are in general, it seems to hide some unknown strange things, by the moonlight, from time to time there are colorful glows from below, it is very beautiful!

Cui Houqing was stunned, as if he had really entered the fairy world, thinking that this was the "moon and sea of clouds", saying that it was a wonder in the world, and it was true.

The white moonlight shone on him, and he actually felt a trace of warm air slowly swimming in his body, and then slowly disappeared, he looked around strangely, and the moonlight gathered as if it were nothing, and he was actually absorbing the moonlight, which was a situation that he had never appeared before, Cui Houqing was shocked for a while. The slightest trace of moonlight enters the body along the pores, merges into the acupoints, wanders around the body, and finally spreads into the skin, the whole body is warm, it is really amazing! Cui Houqing sat down cross-legged, relaxed his body, let the moonlight fall on his head, and watched them rush into the body.

But the good times didn't last long, and I don't know how long it lasted, as the more moonlight was absorbed, a violent aura gushed out of the body, like a fire, once it gushed out, all the warm qi in the body was absorbed and ignited, like a raging fire burning in the chest, Cui Houqing's body emitted a dazzling red light, and green smoke came out of the body. He felt very uncomfortable all over him, as if he had fallen into a furnace, his throat was dry and hoarse, and he wanted to shout but could not shout. Cui Houqing's eyes were closed tightly and suddenly opened, emitting a dazzling red glow, two feet long, and the fairy clouds in front of him were no longer faint, he only saw the sea of blood, the white bones were like mountains, and a murderous and bloodthirsty impulse surged in his heart. Cui Houqing danced wildly, looking up to the sky and shouting "Ah"!

Suddenly, a trace of cool air in Cui Houqing's right hand ran down his arm, surging into his chest continuously, wandering around his body, and the violent qi in his chest was like a fire meeting a mortal enemy, slowly weakening, extinguished, and then turned into a stream of hot air, hidden in his body, and escaped without a trace in a moment. The red glow in Cui Houqing's eyes disappeared, and his eyes returned to dark red, slowly regaining clarity. Cui Houqing gasped for breath, cold sweat on his head, thinking that he was almost crazy. After staying for a while, and when his mood calmed down, Cui Houqing raised his right hand and brought it to his eyes, and the wooden stick in his hand devoured the sky and shone blue in the moonlight. Cui Houqing knew that the cool breath came from the wooden stick devouring the sky, and pulled himself back at the time of crisis, and his heart was grateful.

He remembered Master Desert's advice and raised his hand, but he still didn't go out. He knew that the wind and rain that night, in fact, the master saved himself, and later passed on his heart, became his master, although the acquaintance was very short, he had already become his closest person, that night in a hurry, the desert did not know the life and death, this wooden stick devouring the sky is the only thing left to him by the desert. Cui Houqing said in his heart: The master said that it is the most evil thing in the world, but it saved my life, so I will leave him as a thought! Thinking about it, Cui Houqing wanted to stuff the wooden stick into his arms, but he was surprised to find that the wooden stick was already surrounded by a layer of white mangs, and the white mangs in his body rushed in, Cui Houqing was shocked: it was also absorbing the moonlight! Cui Houqing faintly felt in his heart that this wooden stick was having some connection with himself.

Cui Houqing's body was still absorbing the moonlight, and the wooden stick in his hand devoured the sky from time to time emitting a cool breath circulating around his body, so Cui Houqing was fine for a while. After sitting for a while, perhaps because of the moonlight, the deeper the night, Cui Houqing felt more and more energetic, there was no feeling of drowsiness at all, and his hands became more and more powerful. In this way, one person and one stick quietly absorb the moonlight.

I don't know how long I sat down, but suddenly there was a sound of rubbing against each other behind me, and the sound became louder and louder from far to near, and it seemed extremely incongruous in this silent night. Cui Houqing was curious, turned around to look, and at some point, an old man appeared not far behind him, with white hair and long hair, his back bent into a bow, his white beard dragged to the ground, and he was slowly sweeping the floor, and the strange thing was that there were no leaves or debris on the ground at all. Maybe he was tired of sweeping, the old man raised his head, and when he found Cui Houqing, he turned around and looked over. Cui Houqing wondered in her heart, it was very late at night, how could someone sweep the floor here?

Cui Houqing saw that there were no grass blades on the ground, so he said, "Grandpa, what are you sweeping?"

The old man said, "Well, I can't sleep at night, get up and sweep the moonlight." ”

"Moonlight?" Cui Houqing was surprised, Xin Dao was really a strange old man.

The old man glanced up and said, "You're the new little monk, right? Why can't you sleep?" Cui Houqing was strange for a while, his heart was so old, and his eyes were so good, how could he recognize me?

The old man seemed to be asked, looked up at the sky and thought for a while, and said, "Who am I?" It took a long time for him to suddenly realize, and he laughed and said: "Who am I? Who am I? No one has asked this for tens of thousands of years, old, old after all!

Cui Houqing said in his heart that this old man is really confused, he can't even figure out who he is, how can someone live for tens of thousands of years?

The old man stopped laughing and said leisurely: "I am the sweeper of Qinglong Mountain, I swept to the Tongtian Peak that day, in front of the hall, and happened to see you, but you didn't see me!

The old man said, only to see Cui Houqing covered in white light, sighed, and said, "You kid, how can you still absorb the moonlight?" As if he had found a treasure, he pulled a broom in one hand, moved to three feet in front of Cui Houqing, stretched out his thin palm to feel the white light around Cui Houqing, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking hard. After a long time, he found that the wooden stick in Cui Houqing's hand devoured the sky, he was stunned for a moment, and shouted loudly: "Old friend, I see you again!", and then wanted to snatch it, Cui Houqing hurriedly hid behind him, and said: "Grandpa, this is a relative of mine, I can't give it to you." ”

The old man looked disappointed, and said earnestly: "Show me, show me quickly! Just a glance!" Cui Houqing hesitated for a moment, and handed him the wooden stick to devour the sky. The sweeper held it and looked at the moon carefully, scratched his head and thought about it, and finally shook his head and returned it to Cui Houqing, and said with a smile: "It's really old, and my old friends almost don't know each other." Cui Houqing wanted to know what this was, and when she saw the old man like this, she said happily: "Grandpa, do you know what this is?

"The most evil thing?hahahahaha!" The old man raised his head and laughed when he heard this, and after a long time, he smiled for a while, and then said with a straight face: "I don't know!" Cui Houqing was listening with his ears open, full of anticipation, and when he heard the words, he knew that he was being tricked, and said angrily: "Don't say it!"

Who knew that the old man changed his words and said, "But..."

Cui Houqing said happily: "But what?"

The old man looked at the moon, smiled, and said, "But I vaguely think of a story that may be related to it." ”

Cui Houqing lowered his head in disappointment, but the child was curious after all, so he raised his head again and said, "What story?"

The old man suddenly turned around, walked away without looking back, and said as he walked: "I have a lot of stories, I can't tell which one is true and which one is false, well, I'm sleepy, I'll tell you another day." ”

Cui Houqing was angry in his heart, how could this old man be so repeated, hanging people's appetite, waiting for him to step forward to stop, how to know that in the blink of an eye, his eyes were already empty, where to see the figure of the old man again, just like he was dreaming just now, he was really a mysterious and confused old man! Cui Houqing said in his heart: Obediently, you won't meet a fairy, right? Or are you dreaming?

Cui Houqing yawned, suddenly felt a little tired, looked back at the beautiful scenery, and reluctantly walked towards the way he came.

After sleeping until three o'clock in the morning, Cui Houqing slowly woke up, feeling that he was much stronger than usual, and his spirit was very full, and the most important thing was that his mood was better. Thinking of the old man last night, Cui Houqing had a lot of questions, and said in his heart that he must ask carefully today.

He got dressed, got up and got out of bed, washed up, and as soon as he opened the door, Master Dashan walked in.

Master Dashan was stunned for a moment, it seemed that the junior brother had changed a little today, but he couldn't say anything. After a while, he shook his head, it is a good thing to have changes, and he is really worried.

Master Dashan said, "Little junior brother, are you awake!"

Cui Houqing nodded and said, "Senior brother, let's go have breakfast!"

"Breakfast?" Master Dashan laughed and said, "Do you know what time it is? It's already lunch time, and Uncle Shi asked me to see if you're awake." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Cui Houqing's face, and when he looked at the sun, he realized that he had slept so late.

Master Dashan patted Cui Houqing on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, after dinner, the master let us start practicing in the afternoon." With that, he turned around and left.

Cui Houqing nodded and rushed up.

On the Tongtian Peak of Qinglong Temple, everyone's house buildings are in the front peak, the biggest and most important is the main hall "Yulu Palace", the desert monk brothers, and Yi Zhen'er live in the apse. Not far from the Yulu Hall is the "Meditation Hall", a practice room for disciples to practice tuna. Opposite the meditation hall is a series of side halls, which are specially designed to entertain foreign guests and guests. Between the meditation hall and the side hall is a large square, and the rest is the library pavilion and the collection cabinet. The back peak is a large bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest is covered by the cloister courtyard and dining hall where the disciples live. At this time, all the disciples gathered in the dining hall, there were two empty chairs at both ends of the dining table, and the master Damo monk and the uncle Yuru had already left after lunch, leaving only the disciples to fight and make trouble.

After a hurried lunch, Cui Houqing stood in front of the dining hall in a daze.

"Master Houqing!"

A shout, sweet, but deafening. Cui Houqing's body shook violently, and his heart beat a few times.

"Giggles...."A silver bell-like laugh came from behind.