This remark came out of the child's mouth, on who listened to it without being sentimental, Chan Xun said with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Although you and I are masters and apprentices, we don't need to abide by those many etiquettes. ”

"The disciples follow the teachings. ”

"Eat, I have my own protective powers, no need to worry. ”

Meng Liyu picked up the meat and ate it, and there was a lot of affection for Chan Xun in his heart, the young man was unknown, but he had indeed grown.

The master and apprentice walked in the uninhabited place for five or six days, to the shore of the Bohai Sea, to see a fisherman, about the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, the copper crown hosta hairpin, wrapped in a coarse linen ink-colored cloak, sitting on the bluestone, it is late autumn now, the cold wind is cold, the dream pear rain still needs to be wrapped in clothes, but the fisherman is full of vermilion, there is no slightest cold, it can be seen that this person is not an ordinary person.

Chan Xun hugged his fists three or five steps and asked, "Sir, do you know how much it takes to get to the Holy Mountain?"

"Providence is like this, my Beihai sect may not be at peace from now on. ”

"I was a senior of the same sect, but I don't know why I can't be at peace?"

"The sword guard is in the same vein, the bishop has been away from the mountain for more than three hundred years, and it is now an eventful time. ”

Chan Xun frowned, pressed the sword and was jealous, and asked, "Dare to ask the Dharma number of the elder?"

The man sighed, put away the fishing rod and replied, "The old man is arrogant, he is of the same clan and different lineage as you, and he is a person who has practiced the world in Beihai. ”

The letter was skeptical, and he knelt down and bowed, "Disciple Chanxun visited his uncle (disciple Meng Liyu visited his uncle), he could not return to the sect, and he should ask his uncle for guidance on where to go." ”

"A few days ago, I calculated that a stranger came here, and I came to wait, I never thought that it was an old person who came, but I didn't care about the blessings and misfortunes, which led the two of you back to the door to see the head of the sect and the elder brother, and listen to what arrangements he made. ”

No matter what the result is, but at least it is a place to return, Chan Xun rejoiced in his heart, and the three buckles and nine heads of the avenue "Disciple thank Uncle Xie." ”

"I'm an outsider, so I don't need all these etiquettes. ”

Feng Ao put away the fishing rod, Meng Liyu knelt forward, only to hear him say slowly, "This thing is made of ancient bronze by hundreds of craftsmen in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it can fight demons and monsters, and can fish for all spirits in the Three Realms.

Hearing what he said so mysteriously, Chan Xun couldn't help but lean over to take a closer look, and saw that the fishing rod was covered with patina and black as ink, and it was definitely not an ordinary thing to think about, and then looked at the fish basket, and his heart was even more shocked, there was no water in the basket, and the fish could swim!

Although I have heard many of these strange things along the way, I still can't hide my surprise when I see them with my own eyes, and I asked Feng Ao, "What is the origin of this fish basket, it seems to be something that is not in the world." ”

Feng Ao looked proud, raised the fish basket to show off, "According to legend, when the heaven and earth first opened, there was an immortal, who was transformed by the spirit of the great god of Pangu, who ruled the Three Realms and led all the spirits, for Nuwa, Fuxi, the teacher of the Emperor of Heaven, people were born in accordance with the way of heaven, and there were three wonders on the earth, Emperor Yan, Emperor Huangdi, and Chiyou, who fought against each other endlessly. The soldiers are not stopped, and finally lead to the invasion of the demon world, the turmoil of the three realms, the immortal can not bear the destruction of the world created by the god of Pangu, but to seal the entrance of the demon world with a golden body, blocking the demon soldiers to the Three Realms; ”

Chan Xun pondered and asked, "In this way, all the good spirits can find a good destiny if they enter the basket, and all the evil ones enter the basket, and they will never recover." ”

Feng Ao stroked his beard, and laughed and said, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, there is a follow-up to this matter, there is a witch in the demon world, born before the flood famine, good at illusion, once recruited with the demon soldiers in the human world, but because of the fascination with the beauty of the red dust, decided to stop the army, travel to the Three Realms, met a peasant girl in the red dust, but because of the difference between people and demons, the result was not successful, this woman asked him for a beautiful dream before dying, in the dream the two grew old together; ”

"So, is this thing evil?"

Feng Ao handed the fish basket to Chan Xun and said, "You take a closer look." ”

Chan Xun has looked at it countless times, but he still can't understand the mystery, and he doesn't know what Feng Ao means, so he put down the fish basket and hugged his fist, "The disciple is ignorant, please make it clear to my uncle." ”

Take out a golden carp from the basket and release it, and put the fish basket at the water's edge, the carp swims in the water for half a moment, circles around the fish basket several times, and jumps into the basket by itself, Feng Ao takes the fish basket back and says, "The ancestral road re-destroyed Dai Miao's family and saved hundreds of thousands of people in the Jin Kingdom, is it good or evil?" Zhao Jun arrived, the people were not happy, Shihu was cruel, and he fed on people, but he had compassion for your master and apprentice, was it good or evil? The fish has been freed, but he is willing to enter the basket again, is it good or evil? There is no scale for gains and losses, people say that they are right, they are right, and if they say they are wrong, they are wrong. ”

"The disciple is taught, and Uncle Xie is ordered. ”

"There are many scriptures on the holy mountain, that is, come, outside the soldiers, there are more nourishing hearts, the heart is clear, and the road can be clear. ”

"Yes, disciple remember. ”

Feng Ao said, led the way, and on the way, he told the two of them about the essence of the holy mountain and the grandeur of the North Sea.

Walking in the wilderness for six days, I met a mountain pavilion, and said: Shifang Pavilion, there is a couplet with the inscription, and the book "The four seas rise to the peace, I return to the fairy road;" and the next pair of "the wolf smoke rises outside the plug, and sacrifices himself to save the Li people; ”

"This pavilion is built by the patriarch of the Li faction, the material has many origins, the stone pillar takes the ten strange materials of Kyushu, carries the spirit of the ten directions, enters and exits the two mouths are supported by yin and yang, the two poles are mutually reinforcing each other, it is the heart of my Daomen, people to the pavilion, stepping on Kunlun jade, the head of the Quartet Divine Beast, into the pavilion, has been in the holy mountain, passing it, on the holy mountain. Feng Ao's face was full of indescribable looks, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

Zen Xun master and apprentice is not as good as the pavilion, see the jade floor tiles, the floor tiles have Kyushu sons in the north and south, the ceiling white jade is carved with the four divine beasts, the demeanor is lifelike, and I can't help but marvel at the "sage's skillful craftsman's work, the well-being of the common people." ”

"All things in the world, things must be reversed, there are many miracle children in the dream, Tianchi holy water can cure the world's chronic diseases, but the ancestor has said, 'Entering the pavilion is already a holy mountain scholar, out of the pavilion to return to the red dust people, two steps related, no cause and effect. Therefore, mortals only know that the Beihai Sect is in the Holy Mountain, the name of the Sword Guard has been passed down from generation to generation, and the immortal cultivators of Tianchi have not yet known, and the elixir is in the Heavenly Court. Feng Ao's words seem to be regretful, as if he is sighing, and as if he is telling something!

Chan Xun couldn't make the metaphor clear, and instead asked, "Master once told me that the deeds of the sect always stop in the barren land of the North Sea, where is this?"

"Historical records, the two ancestors have traveled north with the village, to the barren land, covered with ice and snow, the land has no four seasons, to the extreme cold place there is the sea, unknown its size, because the northernmost place, named Beihai, the snow to see the bear, for the god of good war, there are fish in the water, its big can not see the edge, the day is only two days, one is good and one evil, the right one is relative to the time, the evil one is six months long. ”

Chan Xun was very curious about this, and asked, "How much distance does it take to get to Beihai?" ”

Feng Ao shook his head and replied, "I don't know, my senior brother and I have gone north several times, but we all returned in vain because we couldn't bear the bitter cold. ”

Chan Xun wanted to ask again, but Feng Ao didn't want to answer again, got up and said, "It's getting late today, go up the mountain quickly." ”

Out of the mountain pavilion walked more than ten miles, saw 189 battle stone tablet, this went to the Beihai sect, but there was no other thing outside the stone tablet, I was very suspicious, where is this?

Feng Ao's fishing rod danced a few times, and a hundred steps appeared in front of him, and only then did he understand that this stone tablet was actually an enchantment between the Beihai faction and the red dust mortal world.

Just stepped on the stairs, hundreds of swordsmen in Tsing Yi ushered in, saw Chan Xun and the two faces, and asked the leader, "Uncle Shi, where are the two Venerables, the rules of the mountain gate, if there is no palm teaching, please go to the side stack to rest." ”

"It's the heir of the sword vein, quickly inform your master and the elders. ”

The man got out of the way, blew the horn, and Feng Ao said, "You quickly go to the sword shrine and invite Pu Weng to come, and say that the old man is here." ”

With the wind proud to the council hall, there are eight or nine people seated, looking at the clothes, the Zen master and apprentice are all juniors, kneeling and bowing, "The disciples visit the uncles." ”

"The token seems to me. Looking at the appearance of this person, the benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, the eyes are blazing, the face is full of red light, and the fairy wind has appeared, and the day of ascension is only waiting for the opportunity.

Presented the long sword to him, held it in his hand and said, "It is indeed correct, the sword guard has been stationed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion since the beginning of the founding of the faction, and today is no exception. ”

"The disciple obeys the decree of the law. ”

"There is no need to be polite, you are the Bishop of the Sword Guard with this sword in your hand, and from this day forward, all but those present here are disciples. ”

"The disciple understands. ”

Knowing the identity of the position of the people present, returning to his position, he saw an old man outside the door, his hair was white, his hands were like withered, and he looked like he was already in the old age, and he saw that there was nothing to do in the hall, so he walked in.

"The old man has not been out of the sword mound for more than 300 years, and he will teach me today, and there will be great things." ”

Chan Xun was shocked in his heart, three hundred years, this person has not already established an immortal class, why is he still guarding the tomb in the sword mound?

Long Ke and the elders stood up and said in a harmonious voice, "Pu Weng, today's sword guard heirs have returned to the sect, and your three-hundred-year-old wish can be obtained." ”

Pu Weng turned to Chan Xun and the others, and saw that the long sword in his hand was indeed undoubted, and said, "Who is your master?"

"The name of the family teacher forgets the worries, and the lotus girl. ”

"Do you know who the 'Ghost Sword' is?"

"I once heard the master mention, it is my ancestor, I passed on a skill to the master, after traveling in Kunlun, and then never seen again, seven years ago the master gave me this sword, saying that I will look for the ancestor and go, and then never see again. ”

Pu Weng had tears in the corners of his eyes, and sighed, "This life should be fateless, I have died since old age, and I will not talk about the past in Hongchen." ”

Long Ke got up, clenched his fists and said, "Pu Weng is already an immortal, how can he say life and death." ”