Chapter 440: The Book of Treasures

Time never stops, and when people do things seriously, it always feels like time flies too fast.

Song Qingshu returned in vain this day, went into a small cave where he was sheltering, threw a stiff bun into the small rice pot, poured in some bamboo tube water, and began to eat.

Do the math, I have lived in a small cave for half a year, plus I have lived in Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang for more than three months, and more than nine months have passed, and I haven't found that cliff and dense place, which is really confusing.

Spreading out a map, Song Qingshu made a mark of the place he had searched again today, and calculated that in the past nine months, he had almost walked through the entire Kunlun Mountain.

After eating the steamed buns, Song Qingshu touched his bran pickles, and it turned out that there was only the last bit left, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

When he was in Wudang Mountain, He had suffered so much.

Since going down to Wudang Mountain two years ago, although I have seen countless famous rivers and beautiful rivers, I have suffered more.

If someone told him that he wanted to eat bran pickles for a year when he was in Wudang Mountain, he would definitely not believe it, but now he is quietly doing it.

This is probably the truth of 'the spring breeze deliberately turns into a drizzle, and quietly moistens things silently'.

Song Qingshu has been alone outside for the past two years, although his personality is still a little ruthless, he understands a little bit about the truth of the world.

Now that you have eaten the bran pickles, let's go down the mountain and buy them.

Song Qingshu was not afraid of walking the mountain road, nor was he afraid of walking at night, so he ate at will, and then went down the mountain.

More than 20 miles of mountain road, Song Qingshu arrived in an hour, familiar with the road, bought bran pickles, Song Qingshu continued to return to the cave.

On the way back, there was suddenly a gust of cloudy wind on the ground, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky just now, and now it was covered by clouds, Song Qingshu couldn't help but shout that it was not good.

This yin wind came well-behaved, rushing from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, and the cold air flow and the hot air flow intersected, and there must be a rain.

And this rain is coming urgently, it must be a thundershower.

On this muddy path, if there is a mudslide or something, no matter how good your martial arts are, you will definitely die.

Now that there is no village in front of him, and there is no store in the back, Song Qingshu is in danger and climbs towards a cliff next to him.

This cliff, when Song Qingshu went down the mountain, he passed by many times, and knew that there was a raised boulder in the middle of the cliff, and after many years, the boulder has always existed, and it is very solid.

Song Qingshu wanted to go under the boulder to take shelter for the time being.

The boulder was a little high from the ground, about seventy feet, and it looked like a black spot from a distance.

On weekdays, the clouds and mist cover it and it is not clear at all, but Song Qingshu walked more times, and only then did he find the clue.

At the critical juncture, Song Qingshu's hands and feet were particularly sharp, and the light power of Wudang Mountain's longitudinal cloud ladder was dedicated to mountain climbing, and it was more than 20 zhang in a few breaths.

At this time, the hot air flow on the ground rushed upwards violently, and Song Qingshu rested on a small pine tree on a cliff and continued to climb.

After repeating this, he finally came to the bottom of the raised boulder and turned over the boulder lightly.

Coincidentally, the boulder was only a half-zhang bulge from below, but when it came to the top, it was a platform with a diameter of two zhang.

And in the place of that platform, there is a small cave, at this moment, with a muffled thunder, the rain dripped down, and Song Qingshu, who hid in the cave, was happy in his heart.

With a place to hide, Song Qingshu's mind suddenly opened, his eyes looked at the cave, and he hurriedly lit a fire fold and walked inside.

At first, you can still stand upright, but after walking less than two steps, you have to bend over, and finally you have to crawl.

Looking at the narrower and narrower caves, Song Qingshu was surprised in his heart.

As for whether this cave was the cave he guessed, Song Qingshu no longer made a guess, he used the bone shrinking skill, and climbed more than a dozen breaths, and the entrance of the cave began to widen again.

After walking for more than ten feet, I was finally able to stand up again.

Through the white light of thunder and lightning in the sky, Song Qingshu saw peach trees in the distance, which were full of immortal peaches, and finally couldn't stop the joy in his heart, and looked up to the sky and roared.

After more than nine months of hard work, I finally worked hard to find this secret.

Song Qingshu let out a long roar, but it was the heavenly thunder that stirred the earth's fire, which actually attracted the heavenly thunder and split many trees in this mountain stream into ashes.

The apes hiding in the middle had to dodge, and many of them came to the cave, and after seeing Song Qingshu, they were not afraid to just hide from afar and not disturb each other.

Song Qingshu recited "Jiuyang Divine Skill", and he didn't want to grudge with these apes, so he sat cross-legged at the moment, silently used Xuangong, and resisted the cold.

Before dawn, the bright moon reappeared, and Yin Lei didn't know when he would go far.

The apes also scattered around.

Song Qingshu found the valley, first ate a delicious meal of fairy peaches, and then searched everywhere, but it took more than a month to find no trace of "Jiuyang Divine Skill".

There are many apes, but there are none.

Song Qingshu didn't know if the white ape had been living here, or if he had moved here after Zhang Wuji came.

So I had to aimlessly, while waiting, while searching.

If Song Qingshu hadn't eaten the immortal peaches and white fish here, and felt that the aura contained in them was compelling, he really wouldn't have been sure if the place recorded in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" was this place.

After September, the fruits in the mountains gradually decreased, and Song Qingshu went outside to buy some salt and grain, but there was no hindrance to eating.

The animals in the mountains began to collect food.

In the blink of an eye, the snowflakes fell this year, and it was winter again.

After Song Qingshu had breakfast and practiced his homework, he took the simple fishing rod he made and went to the pond in the valley to catch white fish.

In the past few months, he has been almost unhappy.

In less than an hour, he caught six white fish, collected the white fish, Song Qingshu continued to cultivate, and when the cultivation was completed, he took the white fish to his cave.

"This group of monkeys is making trouble again," Song Qingshu entered the cave, and when he saw that his cooking guy was thrown into a mess by seven or eight apes, his heart jumped upward.

But I think that although those monkeys are full of spirituality, they have no wisdom, and they just like to imitate human behavior.

On weekdays, I cook with pots and spoons, and these apes don't know the principle, and they always like to hold the tableware, and they break a lot of their own tableware.

However, Song Qingshu saw that he was a newcomer and did not have the same knowledge as these apes, and now that he saw that these apes were becoming more and more arrogant, he had the idea of teaching a lesson.

Song Qingshu picked up the gravel on the ground, and he didn't need to raise his hand, he stretched out his finger and flicked it, and the stone made a sharp whistling sound, and with a 'poof' sound, it hit the leg and wrist joint of one of the apes.

The ape was in unbearable pain, and the 'squeak and scream' frightened the other apes to run out, leaving the ape to be restrained because of the joint acupuncture points, and was directly tied by Song Qingshu, who was approaching step by step, and was still at the mouth of the cave.

Others are killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, but Song Qingshu came to set an example for monkeys, and the effect was also remarkable.

The apes outside, seeing the bound ape, screamed incessantly, but they did not dare to come to the rescue, and after stomping their feet anxiously, they scattered towards the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Song Qingshu salted the fish that had been peeled a long time ago, boiled a pot of hot water, and after a while, a pot of white fish porridge with a charming aroma appeared.

"Whoa!"

Song Qingshu was eating and drinking spicy food here, and the acupuncture point that was tied to the ape was slowly loosened, although it no longer screamed, but the screams continued.

Song Qingshu didn't care, but after eating, he put the pots and spoons back in place, and then walked out of the cave and came to the ape, ready to teach him a lesson, and then let him go.

Suddenly, a strong wind hit behind him, and without thinking about it, a lazy donkey rolled and dodged.

As soon as he turned around, a white-haired ape, holding a long stick in both hands, yelled at himself nervously.

The most striking thing about the white-haired ape was that there was a large sore on his abdomen, which gave off a foul smell.

Although the white ape glared angrily, Song Qingshu laughed happily: "After two years of cold and summer, the harvest has finally arrived!" ”