Chapter 192: Rich for no more than three generations
Long Dao: "What's wrong?" What comes to mind? β
Yang Guo swallowed his saliva, looked around mysteriously, and said in a low voice: "Long'er, don't you think that the moves of the "Jade Maiden's Heart Sutra" are somewhat similar to the patterns on the book that Dad and Zhao Chang gave us, it is that matter. β
Long was stunned, and said in his heart: "I didn't understand it before, and I didn't think about it, but now that I understand it, it seems to be true when I think about it like this." Calm down, he said: "After that, let's just understand it in our hearts, don't say it, don't offend." β
Yang Guo covered his mouth and muttered, "Let's skip this paragraph." β
Long nodded, thought for a moment, and then said: "The patriarch's mother-in-law sometimes hates Wang Chongyang, sometimes loves Wang Chongyang, but after all, she can't get it. β
Yang Guo asked, "What does this have to do with your current mood changes?" β
Long Dao: "The grandmother-in-law died of depression and didn't get consummation, but you and I were consummated, and when I didn't like you, I was always worried about you, afraid that you would be ruined." As for you, you like me, but you can't get a response from me, and your heart is tormented, the two of us are also suffering from gains and losses, and we can match the gist of the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra". β
Yang Guo continued: "But now, you and I are happy, the road ahead is bright, there is no worry at all, I have changed the internal skills of the White Camel Villa, and the impact is not great, and you have practiced the martial arts of the ancestor and mother-in-law to the end, and there is no way forward, no wonder the mood is impetuous." β
Long "En" and said: "So, I have to go through this road from the beginning, check and fill in the gaps, it is best to continue the study of the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", create a new set of kung fu, fit the current state of mind, and seek a kung fu consummation." β
Yang Guo suddenly, knocked his teeth, and said: "That can't start with the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", you have to start with the introductory kung fu, first break off love, cold as frost, and then think about it, suffer from gains and losses, and finally the two love each other, strong love." β
Long Dao: "Well, it's safer this way." β
Yang said: "Without further ado, Long'er, let's talk to Brother Diao, hurry up and set off back to the ancient tomb, it is safer to have a cold jade bed to help." β
Long Qi said: "Don't you go back to the Western Regions for the New Year?" β
Yang said: "It's not a bad year, Dad won't care, I almost forgot, we have to go to the Valley of Despair, and tell Zhao Chang that he is going to take Gongsun Lucao back to the Western Regions." β
The dragon nodded and said, "Listen to you, let's go find Brother Diao." β
Yang Guo smiled and stretched out his arm and asked, "Do you want me to carry it?" Brother Eagle won't laugh. β
Long smiled slightly, walked behind Yang Guo, stretched out his arms around Yang Guo's neck, and said, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." β
After a short time, Long and Yang Guo saw the figure of the Condor. I saw him standing on a high ground, holding his head high, his huge claws pressing a big colorful insect, roaring to the sky, as if showing off his divine might.
When the Condor saw the dragon and Yang, he nodded, raised and stepped on his paws, broke the tiger's breath, "boom", and jumped off the ground.
Long and Yang Guo shouted in unison, "Brother Diao." "Run to the Condor.
Yang Guo praised: "Brother Eagle is brave, and the younger brother admires and admires." β
The dragon fell from Yang Guo's back, walked to the side of the Condor, stroked his wings, smiled lightly, and said, "Brother Condor, I haven't seen you for many days, are you okay?" β
The Condor "cooed" twice, shook his head, and asked Yang to go over to deal with the tiger.
Yang said: "I knew that the dirty work and tiring work were all mine." He pulled out the dagger at his waist, walked to the side of the dead tiger, turned his head and said, "Long'er, let's leave the tiger skin." Brother Eagle killed it very well, and he didn't leave a hole. "Leaning down, cutting the tiger's neck and bleeding, peeling the skin and pulling the bones, all the busy work.
The dragon leaned on the side of the Condor, watching Yang Guo busy, and the Condor had a word, not a word of chatting, one in human language, plain, and one in poultry language, cooing, so lively.
Yang Guo listened to the conversation between the two of them, and sighed with emotion: "Long'er, you can understand non-human language, how can you be a mortal!" But I hope that you have divine power, which can ensure that the two of us will never be separated for the rest of our lives. While praying, he suddenly heard the dragon say: "Guo'er, Brother Diao wants to go to Zhongnan Mountain with us." Yang Guo held the palm of the blood dripping, walked to the dragon and the eagle, and said: "Brother Eagle is willing to go together, naturally good, but it is about to enter winter, and there is no suitable place to live on the mountain." β
The Condor let out a series of "cooing" sounds.
Long Dao: "Brother Eagle said, I'm not afraid of the cold, you just build a shed or find a cave for me." β
Yang Guo smiled and said, "Since Brother Diao insists on this, we are very welcome, how about leaving early tomorrow morning?" β
The Condor nodded and crouched on the ground.
Yang Guo understood, jumped on the high ground, and cut the thick flesh such as tiger legs.
Long said: "I'll pick some leaves and spread them on the ground, and by the way, see if there are any wild fruits." "I took out the golden gloves and put them on, went into the forest, first took the leaves back, and then turned back to the forest to pick wild fruits.
That night, Long and Yang Guo accompanied the Condor to spend it, and immediately set off early the next morning, after walking out of the valley, they rushed north to the Valley of Despair, informed Zhao Chang of the relevant matters, and then went all the way to Shaanxi, and arrived at Zhongnan Mountain half a month later.
The dragon, Yang Guo and the Condor stood at the foot of the mountain, seeing the black smoke and red flames on the mountain, rising into the sky, the fire was huge, and before it was close, his face was roasted by the fire and hurt.
Yang said: "Long'er, what should we do?" β
Long Dao: "I guess it should be the Mongols attacking the Quanzhen Sect and setting fire to it, let's not get into trouble and stay away." β
Yang said: "What should I do with the Taoist priest of Chongyang Palace?" Ignore it? β
Long Dao: "Guo'er, look, has anyone gone down the mountain?" β
Yang Guo looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, and found no one
Rushing down the mountain, he suddenly felt strange and asked, "Won't they all burn to death?" So quiet. How come there are not even Mongols? β
Long Dao: "The Quanzhen Sect has a great cause, it is the first major religion in the north, its status is respected, there are countless sects, and it has a high reputation among the people. The Mongols will regard the Quanzhen Sect as a great enemy, and if they fail to recruit them, they will destroy them. No matter which way, you have to negotiate first, and then say, it is impossible to come up and burn the mountain, I think, most of it is that there is no negotiation, the Quanzhen Sect has already been prepared, and it will be transferred in advance, leaving only a Chongyang Palace. The Tartars did this in order to vent their anger, and there must be no one on the mountain. β
Yang Guo felt that what the dragon said was reasonable, pointed to the path leading to the direction of Shanyin, and said: "Let's go from here, first hide in the red flower pass, build Brother Diao's house, and wait for the mountain fire to be extinguished, and then we will sneak back to the ancient tomb." β
The dragon said: "Come on, you take Brother Eagle over first, I will go back to the vicinity of the main entrance of the ancient tomb, where the hive is located, if the jade bees are not damaged, I will also take the jade bees to the Red Flower Pass, and I will settle down there in the future." β
Yang said: "Okay, Long'er, be careful, Brother Diao and I will go first." "Untie the two long swords from the back of the Condor, turn the hilt and hand it to the dragon.
The dragon took the twin swords and admonished, "You should also be careful, the mountain fire is merciless, don't get hurt." "Distinguish the direction, point to the ground with both feet, sweep out, and suddenly disappear into the mountains and forests.
The Condor "cooed" and patted Yang Guo, as if to comfort him not to worry.
Yang said: "Let Brother Eagle see the joke, I don't worry about Long'er." "Take the Condor around the mountain road and turn into the red flower pass in the mountains.
The once lush foliage, the clusters of red flowers are gone, and the only thing that catches the eye is a dry branch that is gradually withering, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, withered yellow petals, protecting the flower roots and preparing for the arrival of winter.
Yang Guo likes warm red flowers, and when he sees this scene, he can't help but feel sorry. Wielding the Xuantie Sword and sweeping out a clearing, Yang Guo said to the Condor: "Brother Diao, you wait here, I'll cut down the tree." He pointed to a dense forest to the southeast. There are old trees, and they are the best timber for building houses. The Xuantie Sword is as iron as mud, and it is not a problem to cut down trees. After years of polishing, Yang Guo's strength is already comparable to that of a strong man, and it is not a problem to carry a few trees back.
The Condor flapped its wings and stepped aside.
The main entrance of the ancient tomb has been sealed, and it is inconvenient to enter the tomb by diving. There is a cold jade bed in the ancient tomb, and Long and Yang Guo need to come back often to improve their internal strength with the help of the cold jade bed. Today's Zhongnan Mountain has suffered great changes, and the Quanzhen Sect has avoided it, and it has become an empty mountain. Yang Guo pondered, Honghuaao is leeward and rainy, located in a remote area, it is a good place, it is better to build a good place here, convenient to stay in the future, and long-term planning, if there are no longer others living on Zhongnan Mountain, it is not bad for himself and Long to live in seclusion in Honghuaao for a few years.
Sooner or later, the White Camel Mountain Villa in the Western Regions will be handed over to Zhao Chang, and after Ouyang Feng is a hundred years old, Long and Yang Guo do not plan to stay in the Western Regions, so as not to embarrass Zhao Chang. In the same way, Yang Guo didn't want to negotiate with the Guo family more, he just wanted to help one or two when the war started, and the rest of the time he still went his own way, so as not to cause unprovoked turmoil.
Up to now, there are already two places where you can live temporarily, Zhongnan Mountain is counted as one, and the valley where the Condor is located is counted as one, but these two places are located in the north, and in a few years, when Mongolia is completed, even if it is in the deep mountains and desolate areas, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful.
Yang Guo thought that it would be good to find a place in the southern region where the seasons are like spring and there are no people. He and Long were already among the masters, and the two of them were comparable to the Five Peerless Grandmasters, and there was no possibility of being bullied. Since you don't want to get too involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, after playing for a few years, it is better to retire completely and live a dull life.
After a while, Yang Guo carried the thickness of a bucket on his shoulder, and dragged five bowls behind him, and he had already gone to the log on the side branch and came back. He had just reached the entrance of the mountain pass, heard the buzzing sound, and looked up, good fellow, countless jade bees gathered together, like a gray-white cloud, hazy, obscuring the sky and the sun. Beside him, swarms of jade bees flew by, heading straight for the safflower col.
Yang Guo was surprised: "It's worth thousands of troops." Thinking of the uncomfortable situation of being bitten by jade bees when he was a child, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, his skin and flesh twitched, and he said in his heart: "With this group of jade bee ancestors, you must not make Long'er angry in the future, otherwise" shook his head out of the miserable situation and dragged the wood into the mountain col.
Long was busy setting up the hive, heard the sound behind him, turned his head to see Yang Guo's "struggle" appearance, and said with a smile: "Guo'er, you're back." β
Yang Guo nodded, put the wood on the ground, looked at the dragon surrounded by bees, scratched his ears, and finally didn't dare to approach, walked to the side of the divine eagle, and grinned.
The Condor stretched out his wings, hugged Yang Guo, blinked, and was also afraid of the jade bee, and more, he felt that he was constantly buzzing and bored in his ears.
Yang Guo understood the meaning of "carving", patted the chest of the eagle, and said: "Brother carving, the jade bee lives on the left, and I will cover the house on the right for you." Pointing to the center of the col, he continued, "Later, I will cut down more trees, and we will add an extra wooden wall, so that we will not affect each other." β
The Condor nodded his head in encouragement.
The jade bees in the ancient tombs are all domesticated, and the hives are all artificially built.
The dragon only needs to disassemble the hive and move it over, without any trouble, and turn back two or three times to survive. He whistled in his mouth and let out a low whistling sound to calm the flying jade bees, and after a while, all the jade bees returned to their nests, not like they were chaotic, and gradually became orderly.
The dragon broke a few pieces of beehive full of bee pulp, handed it to Yang Guo and the Condor, and said with a smile: "Brother Diao, eat this." β
The Condor lowered his head and sniffed, but felt that it was sweet and fragrant, and swallowed it in one gulp, and after eating, his chest and abdomen were comfortable, and he shook his feathers and cried a few times.
Yang said: "We bees are not enough to carve brothers to stuff their teeth." Long'er, I have dirt on my hands, you feed me. "With his mouth wide open, he waited for the dragon to feed.
The dragon broke the beehive into small pieces, fed it to Yang Guo, and said, "Guo'er, you don't have to rush to build a house, we have plenty of time, take your time, don't tire yourself out." β
Yang Guo licked the corners of his mouth, nodded and said, "You have to settle Brother Eagle well, and you can't snub your guests." β
Long Dao: "That's right, I'm here to help too." Looking at the flying bees, he said with a smile: "God forbid, when I went, the fire had not yet burned to the back mountain, and they were all safe and unharmed." Thinking of the ruins on the mountain, he said: "Chongyang Palace is completely gone, only the tiles are left, and the scenery is gone." Later, wait a while, let's go and see if there are any remaining iron tools, pick up a few pieces, don't waste them. β
Yang Guo smiled and said, "Long'er, you really don't suffer a loss. β
Long Dao: "We helped those Taoist priests many times, what's wrong with getting a few pieces of unwanted waste?" Even if the Quanzhen Sect is immortal, if I go directly to the door to get it, they will have to give it to me respectfully. β
Yang said: "That's right, if it weren't for our Tomb Sect, Hao Datong and Sun Buer, a few Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect, would have died in Huangquan a long time ago, where would they have their lives to come back." He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Everywhere we go, there are people who owe us favors, this feeling is really good." β
Long Dao: "If the people of the Quanzhen Sect know that I did it on purpose, I am afraid that they will be angry." It's obviously a sworn enemy, but I can't have a seizure, so I can only honestly remember the kindness of my tomb faction. β
Yang said, "Then what can be done, their skills are not as good as others, they will be arrested when they meet the golden wheel, and they can only wait to be saved, Long'er, I really wonder, how can the Quanzhen Sect be embarrassed to say the number of the first authentic sect." β
Long Dao: "The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade." Although the seven sons of Quanzhen and his descendants are not good, Wang Chongyang's martial arts are indeed superb and have done many feats, and he can be called a hero, famous and admired. Regardless of the side, at least there is a Zhou Botong to support the faΓ§ade. β
Yang Guo nodded and said, "The old urchin's kung fu is indeed very good. Compared with him, the seven sons of Quanzhen don't look like a sect at all, it's too watery. Long'er, as the old saying goes, you can't be rich for three generations, and the Quanzhen Sect now has a total of four generations of disciples, and it really hasn't survived. patted his chest and said proudly: "Look at our Tomb Sect, one generation is stronger than the next, and only one Li Mochou can kill the Quartet and have a great reputation." β
Long Dao: "You really don't have a taboo. β
Yang said: "A good reputation, a bad reputation, it's all reputation, and it's a shame to be quiet." Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled "hey" and "hey", and then said: "Long'er, if we get together, we can't be considered decent, and eighty percent of them will be classified as evil demons." β
Long smiled and said, "That's right, you and I are not serious people. In fact, the true martial arts are esoteric, and they are really superior martial arts, which can be seen by looking at Yeluqi. It's a pity that the seven sons of Quanzhen only want to study the formation and work together to attack the enemy, in recent years, they have made big moves, regardless of qualifications, only asking for many disciples, which has led to the overall weakness. β
Yang Guo groaned slightly and said, "Greed is not enough." Also, while thinking about fighting, killing, and killing, the stinky Taoist priests are also thinking about purifying their hearts and few desires, and realizing the Tao and cultivating the Fa, which is screwed from the inside out. At that time, I had only been in the Quanzhen Sect for less than half a year, and I saw that something was wrong. β
Yang Guo entered the Quanzhen Sect at the age of fourteen, and saw Guo Jing beat the Quanzhen Taoist priest to the ground, and looked down on the Quanzhen martial arts from the bottom of his heart. Unlike other beginner disciples, who were in awe and yearning for the Quanzhen Sect, Yang Guo thought about how to leave this broken place every day. When a group of Taoist priests were complacent, Yang Guo, as an outsider, could see clearly that there were many internal problems and serious fights in the Quanzhen Sect.
Long Dao: "What's wrong?" β
Yang said: "Don't mention the struggle of the various factions under the Quanzhen Seven Sons, just say that in the Quanzhen Sect, there are fundamentally two major battles, one side seeks martial arts, and the other seeks the Tao, and those who seek martial arts look down on those who seek martial arts, and those who seek the Tao look down on those who seek martial arts." I hate Zhao Zhijing, but I have to admit that Zhao Zhijing's martial arts qualifications are really not bad, but unfortunately, he is not treated well, and after practicing martial arts for half his life, it is better for Yin Zhiping to create a furnace of elixir. If Qiu Chuji was not Ma Yu in charge, the Quanzhen Sect would definitely not be what it is now. β
Long Dao: "Come on, I have to say that Wang Chongyang also advocated martial arts back then, otherwise, he would not have fought for the "Nine Yin True Scripture" for half his life." However, after knowing that the patriarch's mother-in-law broke the true martial arts, he couldn't think of a way to study and restrain the ancient tomb martial arts, and finally after reading the "Nine Yin True Scripture", he came up with a way, and he was ashamed of himself, and finally humble, so he began to pay attention to self-cultivation, and because of this, when he chose to teach, he chose Ma Yu, who was highly skilled in Taoism, and did not choose Qiu Chuji, who was superb in martial arts. β
Hearing this, Yang Guo smiled and said, "It seems that our ancestor mother-in-law is still powerful, not only defeated Wang Chongyang, but also collapsed the Quanzhen Sect." β
Long sighed: "Patriarch's mother-in-law doesn't want to destroy the Quanzhen Sect. If she hadn't been trapped by love, she would have been the first in the world, unmatched. My master said that the martial arts of the grandmother have always been higher than Wang Chongyang, because she had a serious illness, so she was surpassed by Wang Chongyang. But at that time, the patriarch's mother-in-law already liked Wang Chongyang, and her mind was not on martial arts, and later she was struggling to guard the ancient tomb, and she had no choice but to continue to study martial arts. β
Yang Guo thought for a while and guessed: "Long'er, is the grandmother's mother-in-law sick because she fell in love with Wang Chongyang and touched our martial arts taboo?" β
Long Dao: "It's hard to say. My mother-in-law had been injured before, and I don't know if the serious illness that Master said had anything to do with that injury. By the way, the cold jade bed was dug out by Wang Chongyang and given to the ancestral mother-in-law for healing. β
Yang Guo said with emotion: "It seems that the two of them also care for each other, but unfortunately they didn't pierce the last layer of window paper." β
The dragon looked up at the sky and said, "Let's make people happen." β
Yang Guo shook the dragon's hand and said warmly: "The two of us will fulfill the wish of the ancestor and mother-in-law, and we will be together for the rest of our lives." β
The dragon let out an "um" and watched as the black smoke and ashes in the sky disappeared with the wind, leaving behind a blue, clear sky.