However, Wang Yifan obviously doesn't think so. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He just put his attitude in his heart, not on his face, which gives people an illusion. As long as Gan Ning has a seizure, Wang Yifan will respond immediately. Of course, there's nothing better than the words "you go back first."

On this day, the two came to the west of Anhui County, inquired and searched all the way along Wangong Mountain, but they could not find the location of "Tianzhu Mountain", and they couldn't help but become discouraged and lazy.

"Whew..."With a long breath, Wang Yifan tiptoed and looked into the distance, turned his head sideways and said in a harmonious voice: "I've been looking for so long, let's rest here for a while." ”

In this regard, Gan Ning had nothing to say. He even pursed his lips deliberately, indicating that he had not made a sound.

After resting, Wang Yifan took out his mobile phone. I opened the "marching map" to search left and right, and muttered: "Tianzhu Mountain... Tianzhu Mountain... Tsk, how could it not be... Of the ten county towns in Lujiang, Anhui County is the last one, why is there still not..."

I was thinking about it, but I heard a mellow phrase from the col not far away: "... Bad luck, eyes... Those who are high in the official are in danger, and those who have more money die. At that time, it was glorious, moo... Nope..."

"Someone!"

Hearing this, Wang Yifan got up and said, "Xingba, go and ask that... Well, forget it, I'll go in person. As he spoke, he moved, followed the sound and entered the mountain road. Only Gan Ning, who was dazed, blinked inexplicably.

After being stunned for a while, Gan Ning suddenly came to his senses and got up to chase after him, "The lord walks slowly, and waits for the last general!" ”

It didn't take long for Wang Yifan to find the source of the sound. It was a pair of grandfathers and grandchildren, the grandfather led the ox, and the grandson rode the ox; The grandfather reads the words, and the grandson laughs and.

"The old man... Stay! Wang Yifan stretched out his hand, trotted from the end of the mountain road to his grandson, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, I am a far-away monk who passed through here, and I specially came to meet Zuo Ci Immortal Master, I don't know if you have ever heard of it?" ”

The old man looked him up and down, and saw that he didn't look like a bad person, and he was just alone, so he said happily: "Mr. Wujiao 'Zuo Ci'? Know, know... Mr. Zuo is on this Wangong Mountain! As he spoke, he pointed to the top of the mountain.

"Wangong Mountain? Isn't it Tianzhu Mountain? Wang Yifan was stunned and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, this Lujiang County... But there is a mountain called Tianzhu Mountain? ”

"Tianzhu Mountain?" The old man frowned, moved the wrinkles on his face, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of this...", he smiled, as if he was a little embarrassed, "This little brother, the old family only lives in Anhui County, but they have never been to other places." Huh..."

"My lord..."

Just waving his hand, Wang Yifan's ears moved, and when he heard Gan Ning's shout, he couldn't help but greet him in advance: "Don't be afraid, old man, that's the junior of the same clan below." ”

After the old man nodded, he asked again: "Don't hide it from the old man, when I passed through the Lujiang River, I heard someone say... This Zuo Ci Immortal Master is cultivating in Tianzhu Mountain, why did he come to this Wangong Mountain again? ”

The old man pondered, seemed to be talking to himself, and said quite firmly: "Tianzhu Mountain... Wangong Mountain... Not... That's not right! Mr. Zuo has been in this Wangong Mountain since he beat me when he was a child, where did he come from Tianzhu Mountain. ”

He raised his head and said, "Little brother, I'm afraid you heard the wrong news... The Zuo Immortal Master in your mouth has always been in Wangong Mountain, and he has never been to another place at all! ”

At that time, the ploughing ox "mooed" and let out a long call. Urging the old man to smile and say goodbye: "Hehe... The cow is impatient, little brother, the old man still has to go to plow, so let's go first! ”

Hearing this, Wang Yifan arched his hand and turned sideways to get out of the way: "Thank you, boss!" ”

"Hehe... What a word! Cow, walking..."

With the departure of his grandson, Gan Ning finally couldn't help but say, "Ahem, lord." That old man... It's not like nonsense..."

"Hmm... Truly! Wang Yifan raised his head and looked up, took a few steps back from the mountain path, looked at the top of the mountain and said: "Perhaps, this Wangong Mountain is Tianzhu Mountain." Let's go up and have a look! ”

After a stick of incense, Wang Yifan and Gan Ning climbed the last stone step.

Looking at the dilapidated temple as small as a sparrow in front of him, Wang Yifan secretly said, "There is a play!" ”

"Xingba!" He whispered.

"Huh!" Hearing his voice, Gan Ning couldn't help but be overjoyed. Is the lord ready to hand over the task of "inviting people" to himself?

As it turned out, Ganning was just wishful thinking.

Because, Wang Yifan's words are like this: "You are guarding this mountain road, and you are not allowed to go away without my order." This Zuo Ci... I'll see you in person! ”

Poor Gan Ning could only respond: "Uh... The last general obeys the order..."Blame him for making too many "mistakes", and in the ten county towns of Lujiang County, he almost had to break into a 'disaster' every two or three county seats.

"Hmm..."Seeing that he was honest, Wang Yifan nodded. Then he turned around and walked towards the small temple on the top of the mountain.

However, he didn't go far, and when he was still ten zhang away from the small temple, Wang Yifan suddenly smelled a "medicinal fragrance". This "medicinal fragrance" is not a pure herb smell, it is mixed with a faint sulfur smell, not only not as good as expected, but even a little pungent.

"That's right... Alchemy, this small temple must be Zuo Ci That's right! Wang Yifan was convinced in his heart, and his pace became slower and slower.

He was afraid that he would ruin the other party's elixir because of his movements. After all, for everyone who is keen on alchemy, unless it is a case of being alone. Otherwise, all the mistakes can be attributed to someone else.

However, when it comes to pills, the ancients' enthusiasm for them... That can really be said to be "forgetting to sleep and eating" and "not thinking about it". Even calling it "crazy" is a bit weak. Such a mentality may be difficult for future generations to understand. At the very least, Wang Yifan doesn't quite understand.

In his opinion, even if the elixir can really prolong life, it will be neutralized by its unscientific and irrational components (heavy metals and minerals). Maybe in the end, there will be more life loss and less life expectancy. No, it should be said that this is the case for the most part.

Moreover, emperors such as Tang Taizong and Yongzheng indulged in pills in their old age because they were afraid of death, which is understandable. But Zuo Ci, a cultivator, is pure in heart and has few desires, and he is relatively open to life and death. No matter how obsessed he is, he can't say anything, is he really asking for the Tao to ask the immortals? In this regard, Wang Yifan is not confident.

Just as he was thinking nonsense while walking, he only heard a "bang" in the small temple! Then the original "medicinal fragrance" turned into burnt, and it was rich and tangy, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Humph! I said, there is a distinguished guest! ”

This did not mention the slightest word of "elixir", but at such a time, isn't it just secretly blaming Wang Yifan for ruining his good deeds?

Therefore, Wang Yifan stood still, shook his head and ironic: "Hehe... How did the Zuo Immortal Master get it, it turned out that he was also indiscriminately 'throwing the pot' and shirking the blame with others. ”

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