Along the way, Zhou Mengyuan was glad in his heart that he had successfully escaped from Wolf Ming Town, and he was depressed because he had deceived Sisi, and he unconsciously traveled to the northern foot of Demon Sword Mountain.

Because the mountain is high and steep, there is little sunshine in the north, and the snow on the peak is almost unmelting, gloomy and vast, and the cold air hits people.

This mountain is located at the junction of China and Tuguo, basically east-west, dividing the north-south climate, crossing hundreds of miles, connecting the mountains, crossing the Yellow River, each mountain peak has its name. The top of the most precipitous mountain, called "Magic Sword Mountain".

At this moment, the horse's pace was very slow, and Zhou Mengyuan was looking up, recalling a legendary story told by Mr. in his childhood school.

According to legend, a long time ago, in order to compete for this mountain, China and Turkia went to war for many years, and the casualties on both sides were huge, the food and materials were exhausted, and the people were not able to make a living.

This incident alarmed all the immortals, they came from all directions, gathered on the top of the mountain, discussed and discussed, and finally decided to take the top of the Demon Sword Mountain as the boundary, the north belongs to the Tu country, and the south is assigned to Huaxia, and the practice of blessing the fairy sword, the root of the blade, one side is engraved with the word "day", and the other side is engraved with the word "moon". The sun is fire, yang, facing the south, and the moon is water, yin, facing the north, aiming to balance yin and yang, support the weak, suppress hyper-multiplication, and achieve the macroscopic unity of geographical feng shui, reminding people to keep to themselves and treat life well, and erect a sword at the highest point of the peak to show solemnity, hence the name.

In the annual solar term exchange, that is, the shortest day of the winter solstice and the longest day of the summer solstice, at noon, the magic sword of the sun and moon will magically shine and be visible for hundreds of miles. Because of the difference between yin and yang, one side of the Japanese character is firelight, that is, red light, and on the other side of the moon word is water, that is, white light.

The red and white light, emanating from the sword body, passes through the stone cracks, rises dazzlingly and clearly, surrounds the hilt of the sword, contrasts and intersects each other, and finally turns into colorful wishful auspicious clouds rising.

Every year for these two days, people in the vicinity will abandon the work and wait and see, and then, all kinds of speculation, all kinds of discussions, so the sun and moon fairy sword is named "demon".

Sure enough, in the past 100 years, the war between the two countries has stopped, peaceful exchanges have been exchanged, the country has developed steadily, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Later, although there were no major battles, there were more and more small fights and killings, and people speculated that the magic sword's power had weakened.

Zhou Mengyuan thought to himself, it is not easy to do so far, if he can climb to the top of the mountain, take a look at the magic sword, and reveal the magic code.

"Boy!

A man's sonorous voice came, interrupting Zhou Mengyuan's thoughts.

Looking towards where the voice came from, I saw a monk in a rotten robe.

The monk was tall and energetic, but his eyebrows were clear and his face was ruddy. Carrying a wooden frame and carrying a stack of bamboo scriptures in his arms, he looked very struggling, probably because he had been walking for too long and lacked food and water in his abdomen.

Zhou Mengyuan hurried over, and said after the salute: "Master, empty mountains and valleys, how can you be single here?"

"Amitabha! Poor monks preach the scriptures and preach Buddhas everywhere, and it is not surprising that they are home everywhere they go. The monk's face was calm, and his speech was sonorous and slow.

"Come on. I'll help you put down your things, there's something to eat here, please take a break. ”

The monk shook his head slightly, lowered his eyelids and said, "This is not a thing, it is a scripture, and it is the true meaning of the virtuous text that purifies the soul and persuades the world to be good." ”

"Huh. The disciple made a mistake in his speech! I hope the master will bear with me. ”

Zhou Mengyuan hurriedly explained, and the two sat parallel to a boulder.

"Master, you have no place to stay at night in the wind and snow, along the door, preaching Buddha everywhere, have you ever felt tired and tired?"

"If you say no, it's false. But in order to magnify the Buddha's fate, plant a wide range of blessings, and purify all sentient beings, faith will eliminate everything. ”

Oh. Belief!

Didn't Zhou Mengyuan do many impossible things with the belief of avenging the sixteen unjust souls?

"What the master said is very true. People are flesh and blood, fragile and thin, only firm faith, like steel, can stand on the ground, up to the sky, faith point, do everything. ”

The old monk smiled: "Since the young man has the spirit of Top Gun, the poor monk gives you one thing to do." Do you dare to challenge?"

"Why don't you dare! The little one has died many times. ”

"That's good. The old monk said without thinking, "The poor monk has a lot of scriptures, and he wants to get a pick so that it is convenient to walk." ”

Zhou Mengyuan sneered, "It's not easy. There are trees all over the mountain, just pick a strong branch and cut it down. ”

"No, neither. The poor monk knows that on the top of this mountain, there is a sword of the sun and the moon, which has been blessed for many years, and his skill has been greatly reduced, so the young man can go up and take it down, which can help the poor monk. But, perhaps, useful for teenagers. ”

"What do I want it for? ”

Although he had thought about going up the mountain to see what was going on, but if he really wanted to do it, Zhou Mengyuan was worried.

After all, the mountain is high and the road is dangerous, and there is still an unpredictable danger, not a matter of kung fu, but it has been for the old monk Haikou, and it is indeed difficult to take it back.

Glancing at Zhou Mengyuan, the old monk knew what he was worried about.

"Teenager. Do you know the meaning of the Sanskrit words on your cloak?"

Zhou Mengyuan looked down, shook his head and said, "I really don't know what I get occasionally." Master, you know?"

"Do the right thing for the heavens!" the old monk said with a solemn expression, "Young man, do you know the weight on your shoulders?"

As long as you can avenge your family's hatred as soon as possible, it will be a great honor. ”

"That's a mistake!" said the monk, shaking his head, "the great snake of the human heart swallows the elephant." As long as the ideal is reached and the belief is persistent, there is nothing difficult in the world. After doing a good job in family affairs, you must think about doing national affairs. Guotai is the people's security, the country is rich and the people are strong, without a peaceful and prosperous country, where will there be a peaceful and harmonious home?"

Zhou Mengyuan's blood suddenly boiled, and he admired: "Master, you are worthy of being a master! A conversation with you is better than ten years of reading. ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and ride up the mountain?"

"Master Xie! ”

In the middle of the words, Zhou Mengyuan jumped out, turned over and got on the horse, only to hear the sound of "driving", and the big green horse was like an arrow off the string, and he went away.

"Boy, you forgot to bring something to eat. ”

"It's all up to you. Under the bag, there are fragrant gold bars. ”

When Zhou Mengyuan looked back, the old monk had disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly it dawned.

The old monk's voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he had heard it before.

That's right! That's right! It's him! It's his voice!

It's just that it's unrecognizable, and the body and body shape haven't changed at all.

That's him!

Zhou Mengyuan turned back again, his eyes searching for a loud shout.

"Abbot, Venerable Abbot of Daming Temple, where are you -----?"

The mountains responded, "Where are you..."

Why didn't I realize it just now?

If you miss this time, when will you wait?

Suddenly, I felt a few violent jumps under the neckline.

It's a magic finger!

He had signs of life.

A hand gently touched it.

"Venerable abbot, for you, for myself, Zhou Mengyuan has worked so hard!"

Two strands of hot tears flowed down and wet the collar.

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