The deep and round valley has only one gap that can be crossed, and naturally forms a natural gateway. The quiet and narrow road stretched forward, and the winding path ahead led to the secluded place, and suddenly it opened up, and the sound of gurgling water came. Walking forward, a Taoist temple with red walls and black tiles appeared in front of me, the dark brown door was closed, and three golden characters were written on it: 'Qingxiu Hall.' ’

"Master Li, Senior Brother Song is cultivating inside, and he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qing Wu raised his hand and pointed to the Taoist temple, then turned around and walked away.

Li Shuangxi didn't rush in, he had already heard some mysteries from Qingwu's words, he stopped, looked around, he hoped to understand the secret.

Just as Li Shuangxi was hesitating, the door of the Taoist temple opened, and a 'dwarf' man wearing a Taoist robe and seriously lacking in height came out.

"It flows into the dry river and falls into the eighteen beaches. If you want to go to the clouds, start from Yanmen Pass. Brother Shuangxi, since you have found it, why are you hesitant? ”

Obviously, this person is Song Xiance, the founding military division of Dashun.

"Master Song," Li Shuangxi clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

"Double happiness brother, from now on, there is no Song Advice in the world, remember, remember."

Song Xiance frowned when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke to stop him.

"Strategist..."

"Heaven descends on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin. Since the battle of Jiugong Mountain, the emperor has seen the young master's frustration, and I am hereby to stimulate the young master's strong fighting spirit again, so as to jointly plot the great plan to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty in the future. If you are offended, please bear with me."

"Master Song, you say... Is this what the emperor meant? ”

"Yes, young master, the emperor has great ambitions, how can he sink like this? What's more, now that there are internal and external troubles, the Manchu army has driven straight in, and the places they have passed through are full of cruelty and plunder. Our dignified Han nation urgently needs to unite as one at this time to drive out the enemy, and there is a long way to go in the future. ”

"How does the military advisor know about the emperor..."

"Poor Dao has already calculated that the emperor has a catastrophe in this mountain. I thought that it would just be robbed of its property by the thousand-year-old demon fox, but who knew that it was a matter of life and death! Fortunately, there are Double Happiness brothers, you can see through the heavens and save the emperor on the line. It can be seen that the double happiness brother is the master who has the ability to reverse the pattern. In the future, the rise and fall of the Han nation will count on the double happiness brothers. ”

'Tall man's wool! I just happened to cross over to this unlucky Li Shuangxi, and even asked me to carry the banner of opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty in the future, isn't it difficult for a strong man? Li Shuangxi muttered secretly in his heart.

"Master Song, why don't we invite Zhang Zhenren out of the customs, then it's okay..."

Before Li Shuangxi's words were finished, Song Xiance stretched out his hand and interrupted his words.

"The master has already left the customs in advance in order to stop the nine-tailed demon fox last time, resulting in the loss of a hundred years of cultivation. Fortunately, the nine-tailed demon fox was also cut off, and in the past hundred years, I am afraid that it will never come out again to cause trouble to the world. What's more, the will of heaven cannot be violated, how can a cultivator go against the grain and meddle in mortal things? ”

As soon as Song Xiance's words were finished, Li Shuangxi's face instantly turned pale, originally he still wanted to find Zhang Zhenren, so that he could have a way to travel back to modern times. Now it seems that it is a complete 'food break'.

"Brother Double Happiness, is there anything wrong?" Song Xiance noticed the abnormality of Li Shuangxi's face.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, where is the emperor now?"

"The emperor has an order to order Li Shuangxi to meet tomorrow at the Kuzen Temple of Wulao Peak, and there must be no mistake."

"Also, here are three tips that Poor Dao gave you privately, please carry them with you, don't open them until you have to, remember! From now on, you and my brother will end here, and there will be no more worries in this life."

As soon as Song Xiance finished speaking, he stepped forward slowly and stuffed a bag of things to Li Shuangxi, who was still in a daze. As soon as he turned around, he closed the door of the Taoist temple. Li Shuangxi was left alone, standing in place in a daze at a loss.

It was already dark when he returned to the small mountain village, and Li Shuangxi went directly into the room, and he didn't want to pay attention to anyone anymore, even Uncle Zhang.

Lying on the dilapidated bamboo bed, Li Shuangxi looked straight at the roof with his eyes. originally thought that there was a glimmer of hope for finding Zhang Zhenren and returning to modern society, but now it has been completely shattered. What to do in the future? Do you really want to be an anti-Qing fighter and go against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty? With the little force value that Li Shuangxi had just recovered, wouldn't he be in danger of being beaten to death every minute. For the unknown future, he really doesn't have the slightest bit of confidence. After thinking about it, he was still confused, and suddenly he remembered the bag that Song Xiance had given him. Whatever, open the first tip of the military advisor and take a look. took out the first bag, inside was a piece of paper, took it out and unfolded it, there were nine big characters on it; "There is no way to retreat, so why not take advantage of the trend."

'Your sister, I don't know, I want you to say'! Li Shuangxi raised his hand angrily and tore up the bag.

From the trail behind the mountain of Goro Peak, climb all the way to the sparsely populated summit of the back mountain. It is said that there is an ancient temple here that is thousands of years old and far away from the world. This is the only way to go to Kuzen Temple only after Li Shuangxi asked the local mountain people.

Last night, Li Shuangxi finally figured it out, since it is impossible to go back, he can only take one step at a time, maybe he, the 'prince in distress', has the opportunity to make a comeback and achieve a great cause.

So, before dawn, Li Shuangxi began to set off. From the dawn of the sky, until the sun rises three poles, I finally saw the legendary temple. Judging from its appearance, the ancient temple that was full of incense and infinite scenery has now become dilapidated.

According to the mountain people who pointed the way, there are only three monks left in the ancient temple today, the small monk, the big monk and the old monk.

The little monk is the youngest, but there are more than thirty years old, it is said that his wife and children starved to death in the famine, and he went up to the mountain to become a monk in frustration; The great monk seems to have just passed sixty last year, and it is said that he is also tired of the disturbances of the world, fighting and killing, and going up the mountain to wait for his old age; As for the old monk, no one can tell his age. According to the legend of the mountain people, their ancestors have seen this old monk cultivating in this mountain for generations, and some people say that he has cultivated to an immortal body, and he is waiting to ascend to become an immortal.

"Master, there is a pilgrim outside the house who claims to be named Li Shuangxi who wants to see you."

The light in the meditation room is a little dim, the old monk on the round futon in the middle of the room, the silver eyebrows are lowered, the white beard is almost dragged to the ground, I am afraid that the age is already 100 years old, the face that should be wrinkled has signs of 'rejuvenation', red fluttering, in the limited sunlight shining into the room, it is full of 'Buddha light'.

"The surname is Li...", the old monk who was meditating opened his eyes slightly.

"Yes, he won't be here to find Fengtianyu." The great monk outside the meditation room said softly.

"You two evil obstacles, if you didn't accept the benefits of Fengtianyu from others and let him lose his hair, how could there be strangers to disturb our cultivation." When the old monk heard that he was looking for Fengtianyu, his brows furrowed suddenly.

"Master, now that there is chaos outside, if we don't charge some benefit fees, there will be no rice to cook." The big monk is not afraid of the old monk, he knows that the old monk has always been hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, not to mention, the situation in the temple is indeed the case now, the old ones don't eat, and the small ones still have to eat.

"You let Huiyuan take him to see Fengtianyu, don't disturb my Qing Xiu." The old monk was impatient, and he could hear that he was born in this troubled world, even if he was a monk and a cultivator, he was very helpless.

"Yes, then I'll let Huiyuan go." The great monk said as he withdrew. But he didn't mean to call the little monk. When this kind of reaping benefits, how can you let Huiyuan take it with you? The new Fengtianyu monk is a rich man, and he is very generous.

In the courtyard behind the temple, there is a lonely guest room, which used to be used for pilgrims who went up the mountain late and couldn't get down the mountain when it was dark. Now there are basically no people going up the mountain, so the new monk lives alone.

"Fengtianyu, there is a guest visiting." The great monk stood outside the door and shouted inside.

The leaky wooden door creaked open, and out of the room came a middle-aged monk with a towering nose and extraordinary bearing. Judging from the way he walks, this person must have been either rich or expensive before he became a monk, and it was in response to the sentence 'Aren't golden scales a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds'.

"Thank you, brother."

The monk looked at Li Shuangxi with a smile on his face, and casually took out a silver ingot and put it in the hand stretched out by the great monk.