Chapter 22: The Bamboo Leaves of the Heavenly Gate

Jialong 1853 New Moon New Year's Day.

Luo Lin and Ye Mengxin talked about wine, full of wine and meat, and they were very happy.

Luo Lin also learned from Ye Mengxin that the old man of the fifth generation of the patriarch pavilion found that the faint and flickering little green was only two green bamboos on the peak of the three-color mountain (because the mountain scenery at that time was half black and the other half was white and green, so the five-generation patriarch directly named the three-color mountain).

The five generations of patriarchs stepped forward to take a closer look, amazing, the west one was affected by the death fog barrier, dark green, the east one was affected by the cold, it was blue-green, these two plants did not survive in this harsh environment, but also grew very well, the bamboo branches were straight, the bamboo leaves were fresh and tender, not at all like something that should be in this harsh environment, and it was incompatible with the surrounding things.

The most praised thing by the five generations of patriarchs is that the two green bamboos are slightly poured into the same place and there are faint crystalline water beads sliding on the two different bamboo leaves, which are very similar to dew drops, only to see the water beads slide to the edge of the leaves, and then accumulate more and more, and finally the leaves are unable to hold on, dripping down.

Looking in the direction of the water droplets, there was a two-foot-wide cave on the ground, and the water droplets fell straight into the hole, and a slight aura was emitted from the cave to push both the dead air and the cold air outward, protecting the cave entrance from being buried by the dead air and cold air or snow.

The five generations of patriarchs found that the space in the cave was much larger than the entrance of the cave, and the dew drops dripping from the bamboo leaves were stored in the cave, which was also strange to say, no matter how cold or even dead the air was, the water droplets would neither freeze nor be polluted, whether it was the two green bamboos or the spiritual water of this cave, it was extraordinary.

And the bamboo leaf green that Ye Mengxin shared with Luolin from Lao Ye, other raw materials and methods are no different from the world, but the bamboo leaves and the water for winemaking are made from the bamboo leaves on the mountain and the spiritual water in the cave.

Although the five generations of patriarchs discovered this treasure land, they also felt that it was not easy to create heaven and earth, and did not want to destroy this treasure land because of selfishness, so they just took a few corner bamboo leaves from each of the two green bamboos and then collected the water in the hole of a gourd, and did not forget to arrange a hidden formation to hide this treasure land between heaven and earth.

"Your ancestor of Lintianmen is really good at playing, and a bamboo leaf can make so many twists and turns. ”

Luo Lin couldn't help but sigh after listening to the ins and outs, and then raised the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, and then sighed, enjoying it very much.

"But I have a question, this wine can't be stored from the time of the five generations of patriarchs to the present, why hasn't it been rancid. ”

Xin'er couldn't help but roll her eyes:

"No matter how long this wine is stored, there will be no problem, and it is impossible to spoil it as you said, but even if it can be saved, there is no inventory, whether it is the five generations or the previous generations after the five generations, they are all good wine people, and it is not about the pavilion masters, the vein masters of the past dynasties, as well as the elders of the Taishang who manage the important places of the mountain gate such as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Spirit Beast Palace, and the Zhenbao Building, there are only a lot of people who are good at wine.

And this bamboo leaf green only brews ten jars every three hundred years, where is there enough points. That's why I said that my grandfather hid it privately, and if I let the other Supreme Elder Vein Masters know, I would definitely poke my grandfather's backbone. ”

"Gaga, Lao Ye also has a private side, but why do you only brew ten altars in three hundred years. ”

"Because later, when the five generations of patriarchs returned to that treasure land, they found that they had been completely covered by the death fog barrier, fortunately, the five generations of ancestors cultivated to a high level, and when they entered the fog barrier, the mountain peak was still there, but they couldn't find the green bamboo and water hole, and the hidden formation he originally arranged was gone, and that piece of land seemed to disappear out of thin air.

At that time, the five generations of patriarchs guessed that the land should have spirituality, and if they investigated it again, they were afraid of destroying this treasure land, but they were not reconciled, so they sent their disciples to take turns to guard the place near the death fog barrier, and once they found that this mountain appeared from the fog barrier, they immediately reported it to him.

After hundreds of years of investigation, I finally came to a conclusion that this tricolor mountain will only appear once in three hundred years from the fog barrier, this is not that the mountain will run out of legs, but every three hundred years, the dead air in that area will become thin, and the tricolor mountain will be exposed, and it is precisely in the winter that it is revealed, and the dead air is thick after the winter, and the tricolor mountain will be covered again, and it will take another three hundred years.

And the green bamboo is not the tricolor mountain will be revealed as soon as it appears, but will not appear until the tricolor mountain becomes the real tricolor mountain after getting rid of the fog barrier, because the tricolor mountain that has just appeared is only one color, that is, the black that has been invaded by three hundred years of death, and it will take at least a month to show the three-color shape, and it is strange to say that the vegetation under the northeast half of the mountain has long since died, but as soon as it comes out, within a month, it becomes vibrant and green. ”

Without waiting for Ye Mengxin to finish speaking, Luo Lin was greatly surprised:

"Not only the mountain monsters, everything on the mountain is weird, but the strangest thing is that such a strange thing is only found by you in Lintianmen, and no one else has found it, it feels like the back garden of Lintianmen. ”

Ye Mengxin glared at Luo Lin, obviously a little dissatisfied with Luo Lin's wording, but still explained:

"This tricolor mountain only appears once in 300 years, and it only appears for two months at a time, and one of the months is not the real tricolor mountain, but in the month when it becomes a real tricolor mountain, the green bamboo and water cave will appear.

There is also the last three days of this month when the bamboo leaves and water are non-toxic, and the other times the bamboo leaves and water are highly toxic, the reason is unknown, so it is basically impossible to just meet the three-color mountain and coincide with the three days when the bamboo leaves are non-toxic, even if someone is really lucky to meet the three-color mountain and see the bamboo leaves, it is generally when the bamboo leaves are poisonous, how can they be treasured, so I have to say that the five generations of ancestors ...... that time"

"Well, the fifth generation was more shit than stepping on shit, uh, Xin'er, your eyes are wrong again, it's just a metaphor. So it's almost certain that the five generations were the first to discover this, and they also arranged a hidden formation cheaply, which was originally difficult for people to discover, and this hidden formation was directly not even the last thought, and it didn't give it a chance. ”

Ye Mengxin really didn't bother to care about Luolin's non-nutritious words, and continued to say:

"Even if there are not many people in the door who know, except for the pavilion master and a few Supreme Elders, there are not even many people who know the vein master, plus the five generations of patriarchs sent to investigate back then are all core disciples, and those disciples later became Taishang elders or pulse masters, and the news is controlled at the top level, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is our Lintianmen's back garden.

But then again, the bamboo leaf green of Lintianmen is famous in the mainland, and even the two-year-old big-bellied monk who sent Luofeng chicken to celebrate has to find his grandfather to grind and soak for a pot whenever he has the opportunity. ”

"Oh, eating meat and drinking wine, such a flower monk, no one cares about those Buddhist sects?"

As soon as Luo Lin heard about the monk, he immediately diverted the topic.

"I don't know if the Buddha is in charge, but grandpa said that this flower monk is amazing, and grandpa admires people, I think even if Buddhism wants to manage it, there is no power. ”

Ye Mengxin didn't realize that she had been run away by Luolin, and she also called the monk Monk Hua by the way.

"But the bamboo leaf is only ten altars in three hundred years, where is this Lintianmen enough, and sometimes comes to the door to ask for wine, plus there is always something more meaningful in three hundred years to take this wine out to entertain it, how did your grandfather pull his teeth from the tiger's mouth and hide his secrets. ”

"I really know this, grandpa was drunk once and I happened to be here, and he was half-blown and I half-praised it, hehe. ”

When Ye Mengxin said this, she was obviously very proud, and couldn't help laughing to herself.

"Oh, haha, Xin'er said quickly. ”

"In fact, this bamboo leaf green, a jar only needs to put a bamboo leaf and three drops of spiritual water, in order not to affect the treasure land, so it has always been only ten bamboo leaves, five black bamboo leaves, five green bamboo leaves, with the ink bamboo leaves brewed called bamboo leaves green ink wine, with green bamboo leaves brewed called bamboo leaf green sake.

And a jar of bamboo leaves can be divided into ten pots, so a total of fifty pots of ink incense, fifty pots of sake, ten pots of each of the two kinds of wine for the reception of the sect, each with five pots to maintain a good relationship with the sect of the mainland powerhouse or sect, of course, these strong people or sects have to take the initiative to ask for too much, the sect will not take the initiative to give.

Then the remaining thirty-five pots each, two pots for each of the eight veins, and sixteen pots for each, and two pots for each of the five great elders, and ten pots for each of them, so that the last two kinds of wine were left with nine pots each. ”

"It turns out that Xin'er, you said so much, do you want to say that the last eighteen pots of wine are all old leaves?"

Ye Mengxin saw that Luo Lin felt good about herself, and she looked very sure of herself, so she couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, she looked cunning.

"Hehe, Brother Luolin, you guessed wrong, the remaining eighteen bottles are used as rewards, and every time there is a hundred-year competition between the disciples in the sect, in addition to the basic sect rewards, they will also take out Zhu Yeqing as a reward.

But it is not awarded to the disciple, but to the branch to which the disciple belongs, only the top three have this reward, the first place is awarded three pots, the second place is awarded two pots, and the third place is only awarded one pot. In three hundred years, there are three big competitions, and the eighteen pots have just been divided. ”

"Okay, Xin'er, you trick me, let's talk about it, you have surrounded me, and you haven't said where Lao Ye's private wine comes from. ”

Ye Mengxin looked at Luo Lin pretending to run away, revealing that she had succeeded in her treacherous scheme:

"I'm talking so much, just to tell your grandfather to hide it from these ten jars of wine, no way, these ten jars are conventional, and it is impossible to move them. Brother Luolin, you are really in a hurry, you really have to hide some revelations that Brother Luolin is willing to listen to Xin'er's story, otherwise Brother Luolin doesn't like to take care of Xin'er. ”

Luo Lin saw Ye Mengxin's eyes lowered, pretending to be innocently injured, and thought, oh no, Xin'er has a lot of signs of wanting to bring up the old thing, and she can't let her preemptively mention it.

"Hehe, Xin'er, look at what you said, how can you. Xin'er tells stories, just let me sit here for ten or eight years, as long as I can hear Xin'er's beautiful voice, I am willing to die on the chair. ”

After Luo Lin finished speaking, the muscles of his whole body jumped, his eyes were crooked, and his tongue stretched out to the corner of his right mouth, as if he had really died.

"Giggles, Brother Luolin, you're so funny. Come, come back to your soul. ”

Xin'er looked at Luolin's appearance, couldn't help laughing, and cooperated with a gentle pat on Luolin's forehead to bring Luolin back to his soul.

Luo Lin trembled, his eyes suddenly brightened again, and those who didn't know thought that it was really Ye Mengxin who used some big means to bring Luo Lin back to his soul just now.

"Okay Xin'er, you see that I died once, just tell me. ”

"Giggles, okay, okay, in fact, it's nothing special, it's just that three hundred years ago, grandpa found that a new leaf grew on the leaf branch that was often picked, and the position of the ten bamboo leaves picked in the past will only grow back after three hundred years and will not grow long.

Grandpa's discovery three hundred years ago, but it was very happy, and both plants grew one more, but the sect didn't know, and grandpa didn't want to tell the sect, so grandpa had two more jars of bamboo leaf green, which were twenty pots of bamboo leaf green, if you let the sect know, hehe. ”

Luo Lin's mouth was wide open, looking surprised, and he was about to say something when he was interrupted.

"Okay, the girl is outward, if you don't come today, you won't know that you were sold by your own good granddaughter. ”