Chapter 6: The Cultivators
I don't know how long it took, Yang Yu seemed to have been in the clouds, this cloud was very warm, but it also made him very weak!
Yang Yu seems to have returned to his family's fishing boat, when their family was in the fishing village, the house was also very small, many times the family of three lived on the fishing boat, this is where they live, and it is also the place that Yang Yu is most familiar with!
From the time Yang Yu was very young, he was most familiar with sitting on the boat, looking at the sea in the distance in a daze, and only lying on the bed when he was sick and uncomfortable, at this time his mother always held him in a warm embrace!
He now feels like he has drunk a bowl of hot fish soup after feeling unwell, and then he falls asleep deeply, as soon as he opens his eyes, he will be fine.
Yang Yu opened his eyes suddenly, and in front of him was a wrinkled face, and the face of that face was full of concern, seeing him wake up, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then the head of the big black dog next to him shook out, and he glanced at Yang Yu gently.
Yang Yu crawled up, he went to grope up and down, and the situation before fainting came back to his brain, he seemed to feel the pain of being torn, but he checked himself and found that his body was fine, without any damage.
"This ...... What's going on?" he asked, opening his mouth.
"Kid, are you okay?" An old voice came, and Yang Yu realized that there was an old man beside him!
He looked at this old man and found that he was not the old man in the black robe at all, not only did he not have the same voice, but also his appearance and body shape were different, the old man in the black robe was tall and handsome, in other words, the old man in the black robe was very beautiful and chic!
Yang Yu was startled and turned his head to look, because he found that he was now lying on the stone platform in front of a cave, not on the black boulder where he had fainted!
"The master has passed away!" said the old man beside him.
The old man had a sad look on his face, and the muddy tears in his eyes rolled, making Yang Yu feel suffocated in his chest.
"Grandpa, did you save me? Who are you? Who is that old man in black robe?" Yang Yu plucked up his courage and asked.
The old man glanced at Yang Yu lovingly and said, "Child, why did you come here alone?"
"I'm not alone! Da Hei is with me!" Yang Yu pointed to Da Hei Dog.
The old man looked at the big black dog, shook his head with a smile and said, "This is the Peach Blossom Valley in Nanping Mountain, which is inaccessible to people, and you actually came here alone? It's really not easy, you must have suffered a lot, right?"
"Peach Blossom Valley?" Yang Yu was puzzled: "Why didn't I see Peach Blossom?"
The two people asked each other questions, but neither of them answered each other, what they said was completely different from the answer, although Yang Yu was nine years old, his mind was not low, if he was really a nerd in other people's mouths, how could he let his father harvest the most when he was fishing, because he knew the direction of the fish, and this knowledge was only in his mind.
No matter how smart he is and how much he knows, after all, he is only nine years old, and if he really wants to encounter any trouble, he will definitely be the one who suffers, so he will choose to walk in an inaccessible place. It's just that I'm afraid of running into bad people.
Now facing an old man he didn't know at all, although the other party obviously had no ill will towards him, that innate will to protect himself never let him relax.
The old man looked at the black-robed old man on the black boulder from a distance and sighed and said, "What you have done in this life is to rebel against the sky, and now your wish has fallen on this child, I wonder if he will make you feel happy?"
He looked at Yang Yu and said, "The master is dead, but he seems to have fulfilled his wish in the end, child, come with me to worship him, right?"
Yang Yu thought for a moment and nodded, but there was still a shadow in his heart, the old man in the black robe seemed to point to himself before he died, and he was very painful, I don't know what he did to himself?
The two walked towards the black boulder, the big black dog followed, the black-robed old man sat on the stone, the black boulder was half a meter high from the ground, one was big and the other was small, the place with the big head was two meters from the ground, Yang Yu jumped up from a low place before.
The two of them came to the bottom of the boulder, but did not go up, the old man led Yang Yu to kneel on the ground and bowed to the black-robed old man a few times, Yang Yu heard what the old man said in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it clearly!
After the last bow, the sad expression on the old man's face decreased slightly, and he said to Yang Yu: "The master's name is Old Man Nine Crows! He is a great person! More than a hundred years ago, there was no one in this world who cultivated the Tao who did not know his name! But no one knew his real name, and I, as his servant, only knew the master's surname Yang!"
"Ahh
"What?" the old man looked at him strangely.
"I ...... I also have the surname Yang!" Yang Yu said: "My name is Yang Yu!"
The old man's face couldn't help but become excited, and he nodded and said, "It seems that the master is right, you really have a special chance, and you have the same surname as him!"
"You just said that this Mr. Yang is a cultivator, then he is a monk," Yang Yu asked.
The old man nodded and said, "That's right, all the monks in the world are cultivators, and everything they do is against the heavens and immortal!
"I've heard people say that they are all masters who cultivate the ability of immortals, but I have never seen them before!" Yang Yu replied honestly.
"There are always some powerful people in the world, and he can do things that others can't do, in fact, in our Great Jin Dynasty, people who can cultivate are not a secret thing, but people who can cultivate and succeed are very rare, and there are very few!" the old man sighed.
"Then this Nine Crow Old Man Mr. Yang must be the kind of person who has achieved a lot of cultivation, right?" Yang Yu asked curiously.
The old man's eyes suddenly showed a frenzied look and said: "The master is not only a successful cultivator, he is the person who is closest to an immortal in the world......!
Yang Yu asked anxiously: "Later, old man, tell me about it!"