On this day, he walked out of the valley and came to the south of the mountain, only to see that the forest here is verdant, the mountains are like daisies, and the scenery is beautiful.

Xuanmeng went up along the mountain, half up the mountain, but saw a large pool of spring water in front of him, clear and clear, half a mile in circumference. When Xuanmeng went up the mountain for a long time, his mouth was a little thirsty, so he ran over, leaned over and picked up the water to take a sip, who knew that to his surprise, the water was hot, a little hot, startled, and said: "The scenery of this mountain is strange, even the spring water is strange, and after finding Kexin, I must take her to have a good tour." After a few sips of water, I felt sweet in my mouth. Washing his face with water, when he looked down, he saw his shadow reflected in the water, his face was haggard, lonely, and his heart was sour, remembering the scene when Kexin was inseparable from him for a year, and he didn't feel tears like a spring.

Xuanmeng rested for a moment and walked towards a high mountain peak as far as his eyes could see. Along the way, the mountain becomes steeper and steeper, and the scenery of the mountains and rocks becomes more and more strange, and when you reach the top of the mountain, the mountain road that can be walked suddenly becomes narrow, allowing only one person to stand. The abyss on both sides, looking down, suddenly felt dizzy, the white fog below is vast, and I don't know how far I know. Xuanmeng wanted to retreat, but he was afraid of missing Kexin, so he used both hands and feet and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of talking in the wind. Xuanmeng's heart beat faster, and he carefully walked forward dozens of steps, hiding behind a big rock, and looked towards the peak. I saw two people sitting on the top of the peak, one was the old Taoist priest he met the day before yesterday, with a long beard fluttering, and the other was an old monk with a red face. I was very disappointed.

At this time, I got closer, and I only heard the old monk say: "It seems that this person who went up the mountain is not the old nun who is sexless, but seems to be an ordinary person." The old man continued: "It may be a minor." Alas, we have been waiting for these three days in vain, this old nun has always been a trustworthy person, since we made an appointment ten years ago to meet on April 12 this year, at the Tiandu Peak of the Yellow Mountain, how could she not come? Could it be that she passed away, and with this old nun's cultivation, she should not have been in another 20 years? Or did she have some accident?"

The old monk said, "I hope she's okay." It's been 40 years in the blink of an eye, I'm old, I don't know how she is now, is she still the same as when she was young? Think about 40 years ago, she made a big fuss in the Shaolin Temple, such as in front of me, alas, wronged, wronged. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Great monk, you have been participating in Zen meditation for decades, haven't you understood this color character? The old monk pondered for a long time and said: "Yes, everything is illusory, what is the difference between a monk and a nun, and a white bone skeleton." The old man said: "Great monk, even if you still have her in your heart, why didn't you grow your hair back then, return to the world, and be a fairy-like couple with her? You also know that Shaolin since a hundred years ago by the Xuandu Taoist defeated to the ground, the reputation plummeted, but not as good as Wudang, the first master devoted his life, but also failed to revive it, so I expected me to inherit his mantle, to achieve his wishes, so insisted that I preside over this Shaolin Temple. ”

Lao Dao said: "Yes, your great monk is indeed very capable, for decades, Shaolin has been rectified to be prosperous and prosperous, and now it is the first major sect in the martial arts, far more than Wudang." However, recently, the Shura Sect has also become famous, and I heard that I robbed the secret of the Xuandu Gate last year, but I am afraid that there will be many things in the rivers and lakes from now on. The Shura Sect is not comparable to the Xuandu Daoists back then, and its ambitions are too great, so I am afraid that it will dominate the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, and be the leader and overlord of the alliance in the martial arts?"

The old monk said: "You are right, this is really worrying. I originally planned to resign from the position of abbot after seeing you and asexuality, and devote myself to practicing the Yijin Sutra, so as to be able to cure the big devil of the Shura Sect, who wants to be asexual. Now that three days have passed, I wonder if she will come again, and my wish will never be fulfilled. Let's wait another half an hour before leaving. The old man said, "That's all there is to it." I wanted to settle grievances for you, but I didn't expect that Asexual would not come, Great Monk, this is not mine. ”

The old monk said: "Old Dao, you and I have been friends for decades, what are you talking about." It's just that I'm a little weird about Wudang's recent behavior. The old monk said: "What's wrong with Wudang, isn't the head of Xuanji very square?" The old monk said: "Yes, that's why I'm strange." I heard from the senior brother of Benyuan that a Taoist brother in Wudang led two disciples to fight with the Shura Sect and killed a coachman for no reason. It's just a matter of fighting with the Shura Sect, why kill the coachman, I'm afraid it has something to do with that secret book. ”

The old monk said: "I killed a coachman for no reason, and the martial arts will not be like this, right?" The old monk said: "The senior brother of Benyuan has carefully examined the wound of the coachman, and it is indeed a martial arts method, but I am afraid that it is a murder to kill people." Didn't you hear that the Zhu family escaped with two children, and they still brought secrets?" Xuanmeng heard him say, as if he had seen it in person, and admired it very much, thinking that Wudang Niubi had done much more than that.

I only listened to the old Tao: "It seems that this secret is an ominous thing, once it appears, it will cause a martial arts disaster, it is better to destroy it and be peaceful." The old monk said, "Yes." But then again, after all, it was the painstaking efforts of the predecessors, how could it be easily destroyed. Originally, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat, it depends on who gets it and how to use it, and good and evil are all related to people's thoughts. Old Taoist, the friend who went up the mountain is also tired of squatting, let's call him out and see if we can bring sexless news. ”

Xuanmeng was listening energetically, and suddenly heard that it was on his head, and before he could think about whether to come out or hide, he felt his body lift up and stood up involuntarily. But he saw that the old monk was already standing beside him, with his sleeve on his shoulder. When Xuanmeng stood up, he couldn't help but resist each other, and his Taiyi magic skills had a foundation, so he naturally used it. The old monk said "Huh" and looked Xuanmeng up and down, which was very strange.

The old monk also walked up to him and said, "Old monk, is there anything wrong?" the old monk shook his head. Lao Dao looked at Xuanmeng and said, "It turned out to be your little baby, thank you for showing me the way that day." ”

Xuanmeng was stunned, and then suddenly it turned out that he was sent casually that day, and he pointed indiscriminately, and he actually pointed to the right way, this is Tiandu Peak. said in his mouth: "No thanks, old Taoist, this is a trivial matter." The old monk asked, "Little baby, who is your master?" Xuanmeng suddenly heard him ask about his master, and said blankly: "Master, I don't have a master, only the gentleman who taught me to read in the past." The old monk looked at him strangely, knowing that this child must be eccentric, a person in the martial arts, the master is like a father, and the disciple loves him very much, if there is a master, he will never say that there is no master, and this child does not seem to be lying, there must be an adventure, or the teacher is a hidden master, secretly taught, so he did not ask any further.

The old Taoist priest saw that Xuanmeng looked cute, and he pointed out the way, and said warmly: "Little baby, what are you doing with such a high and dangerous mountain? Have you ever met an old nun, did she ask you to come here to carry a letter?" Xuanmeng knew that the old nun he was talking about was the sexlessness in their mouths, and shook his head and said, "No, I have never seen any old nun." I came to this mountain to play, and my family lived in a village on the eastern side of the mountain, and when I saw that the mountain peak was lovely, I secretly ran out. I've been out for so long, I'm afraid my parents will blame me. Two old men, I'm going home. ”

Xuanmeng was wary of everyone, and was anxious to find Kexin, and when he saw that there were only a few big stones and a few old pine trees on the mountain, he wanted to get out. Before he finished speaking, he turned around and walked down.

The old Taoist priest said: "Don't be busy, little baby, let's go down the mountain with you, this mountain is too steep, don't fall." As he spoke, his hand was already on Xuanmeng's shoulder. Xuanmeng was secretly irritated, and scolded in his heart, you stinky bull nose, who likes to go down the mountain with you, but you are so trembling. It's strange to say, I didn't see what strength the old road used, but Xuanmeng felt that his whole body was light and fluttering, and he went down the mountain like walking on flat ground, and the most dangerous and narrow mountain road also passed unconsciously.

After descending to Tiandu Peak, Xuanmeng leaned over and said, "Two old men, thank you, the way back to my house is over there, so I will leave." After saying that, he walked in the other direction of the mountain. How could the old Taoist and the old monk not see Xuanmeng's intentions, secretly strange.

Xuanmeng didn't go far, and vaguely heard the old Taoist say: "Old monk, it's strange to say, I helped this baby down the mountain for so long, and I didn't try his internal strength." Although his internal strength is weak, he is broad and pure, not like the cult martial arts, this baby's qualifications are good, if he can practice well, maybe he will surpass your and my achievements. The old monk continued: "Yes, although this baby seems to have unspeakable secrets, but his heart is not bad, if he is taught well, he will definitely make a difference." The old man said: "I think let's hurry down the mountain, this baby seems to be very disgusted with us two old immortals." Speaking of which, Xuanmeng couldn't hear any more voices, and said in his heart, these two old guys have finally left, who wants you to say anything, I don't know what intentions.

Xuanmeng avoided the old monk and the old Taoist priest, climbed a few peaks, and became more and more disappointed in his heart, and returned to his residence listlessly, only the little black donkey stood in front of their house, waiting for him to return. Xuanmeng put his face on the face of the little black donkey, dropped a few tears, did not eat, and lay down with him. It was already night, and the moonlight outside was brighter.

Xuanmeng couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, his heart hurt, and his mind ached faintly. After two hours, he fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up the next day, I only felt a fever in my face, a buzzing head, and I was sick. Reluctantly, he ate a few mouthfuls of dry food, and went to the place he hadn't been before.