Hearing that there was still a way to cross the mountain, Xuanzang's spirit was lifted and he asked: "The banana fan can quench the flames in the mountain, where is the iron fan immortal?"

At this time, Bajie also moved to the front, and the old man looked more and more surprised, and said: "If it weren't for you, the white fat monk, who came first, and saw these few at first glance, but didn't bluff the old man, the iron fan fairy is on Cuiyun Mountain in the southwest direction, and there is an immortal cave on the mountain, called Basho Cave. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Bajie was shocked when he heard this: "This mountain is all on fire, no wonder it's so hot! What kind of iron fan fairy banana cave, Brother Monkey called the old dragon king, what mountain fire can't be stopped?"

Wukong said: "Bajie, it's not as easy as you say, this fire is a little weird." ”

The old man said: "It's still this little brother who has insight, this fire is not ordinary fire!"

Bajie wondered: "In the mortal world here, it's not a mortal fire, can it be the Stove Monarch Divine Fire Netherworld Ghost Fire?"

The old man said bitterly: "If it is really like the two flames that this pig elder said, it will not be so powerful, and legend has it that there are real people who have attained the Tao passing by here and pointing out that this fire is a three-flavor true fire!"

Bajie listened to the weakness of his hind legs, squatted on the ground, and said bitterly: "No wonder it is so hot, it is actually a three-flavor real fire, amazing! The old pig has been practicing for some years, and he has only heard that the Laojun Bagua Furnace can burn the three-flavor true fire, and he has never heard of anyone who has this flame, even if the Dragon King of the Four Seas Qi Zhi, he may not be able to extinguish this fire!

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the ground was also hot, and the old pig was excited, and said: "This has not yet gone up the mountain, and it almost became a roast pig, Brother Monkey, quickly go and ask the iron fan fairy to extinguish the mountain fire, otherwise take a detour as soon as possible, the three flavors are really hot! ”

Wukong also knows that the three flavors are really hot, and he has never entered the gossip furnace, if it is fate, it is inevitable that he will go to the furnace to refine this copper head and iron bone in the future, it is rare to have this opportunity, he has tried it first.

Having made up his mind, Wukong smiled and said, "Old man, how far is Cuiyun Mountain from here?"

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said: "If you want to go and beg, you must prepare four pigs and four sheep, red flowers and inside, strange fragrance and fruits, chicken and goose wine, bathing and piety, and worship to the fairy mountain, so that you can come here to give alms!"

Wukong said with a smile: "Lao Sun is also an immortal, he only relies on thin noodles, and he doesn't need such mundane things! ”

The old man suddenly said: "That's right, you have the ability to shrink the ground into inches, and you must be a person among the gods." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the southwest and said: "When I was young, the old man also went to worship the mountain twice with the villagers, and if the memory is correct, it should be 1,450 miles away!"

The old man knelt on the ground as he spoke, Wukong hurriedly reached out to help, and said strangely: "What does the old man mean by this?"

The old man said: "The immortal master doesn't know, this mountain is not called the Flame Mountain!"

Wukong looked at the old man's tanned bare spine, and his heart became more and more unbearable, and it was not easy to force it, so he persuaded: "Old man, get up and talk quickly!"

Seeing the old man get up, Bajie said: "Such a poor mountain and bad water, if it is not called a flame mountain, what kind of treasure mountain can it be?"

The old man's eyes were full of longing, recalled: "When the old man was young, the old elders often said that this mountain was originally called Rotten Ke Mountain, it is rumored that there are endless good trees, endless herbs, so it is called Rotten Ke Mountain, more than 300 years ago, a strange fire fell from the sky, whether it is a mountain stone or grass and trees, it burns when it is touched, only one night, it burns all the trees of the 800 miles of the perfect mountain, this night I don't know how many medicine pickers and woodcutters died, the fire does not stop, and burns the mountain stones, all day long. ”

Saying that, he sighed and said: "For more than a year, a fairy suddenly came, holding a banana fan, and fanned three times in a row, extinguishing the mountain fire. ”

Xuanzang heard it strangely and asked, "Since the mountain fire has been extinguished, why is it still like this today?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "What the immortal family did, how can mortals such as us know it?" This fairy has been fanning three times a year, the wind and rain are smooth every year, and the natural grains are abundant, only a few years later, this flame mountain is more prosperous than the original people of Rotten Keshan, and the old man's ancestors also moved here at that time. ”

"There is a good harvest every year, and there is no disaster and famine to patronize this place, so good times for a hundred years! The fairy is also worshiped as the iron fan fairy, and every household worships. ”

"It is also from the beginning of this 100th year, the Iron Fan Immortal began to come once every other year, fortunately, as long as the Iron Fan Immortal makes a move, it will ensure that the wind and rain are smooth that year, although it is necessary to endure the heat for a year, the harvest can ensure abundant food and clothing, so that no one moves away. ”

"So another hundred years have passed, this time it is even more outrageous, the iron fan fairy comes once every two years, the iron fan fairy does not come, never cultivates, once it appears, it is hard to cultivate and cultivate, so a bumper harvest for one year, two years of harvest, and the harvest can also survive two years of famine, but there is no surplus grain, if there is a plague that cannot go to the ground, it will be starving. ”

Saying that, the old man sighed again: " The old man's life is not good, he was born and even this third hundred years has not caught up, but also since the old man was born, the iron fan fairy is no longer uninvited, for four or five years in a row, not an inch of grass is grown, not to mention farming, the people can't wait, there have been worshiped the iron fan fairy, know its origin, the handsome people go to Cuiyun Mountain to beg, the iron fan fairy barely shot once, to protect a year of wind and rain, to go to the time to make it clear, if you want wind and rain again, you must prepare four pigs and four sheep, red table, different fragrance and fruit, chicken and goose wine, bathing piety to her fairy mountain, she only came!"

"There was a bumper harvest that year, but hundreds of people felt sorry for the generous gift, and they thought that it was difficult to go to worship the iron fan immortal, so they moved away. ”

"More and more people go, at the beginning of the next year to get the gifts, and then the gifts are more and more difficult to make, a year drags on for a year, there are three or five years to ask once, there are six or seven years to ask once, now only I am left and other old, weak, sick and disabled, ten years please once can not afford to invite. ”

The old man said that sorrow came from it, and he couldn't help the old tears, and the tears fell to the ground, and they dried in a moment, and there were no wet marks on the ground.

The old man was about fifty or sixty years old, but he cried like a child, wiping his tears with his arms, but he couldn't make a sound.

It took a long time for the old man to calm down and said: "After the real person passing by heard that the three fans of the iron fan fairy had extinguished the fire, he declared that if he wanted to cut off the root of this fire poison, he had to find an immortal with great mana, and he could hold the banana fan, and even fan seventy-seven forty-nine fans." ”

The old man said bitterly: "I and other mortals, how can we recognize immortals with great mana, such barren mountains and mountains, the old man has been born for decades, and he has never even seen the truth of passing." ”

Saying that, the old man knelt on the ground again, let Wukong stretch out his hand to help him and couldn't get up, and begged: "Master Sun is the only immortal I have ever seen, the old man doesn't ask for anything else, only asks that Master Sun can borrow a banana fan, and fan it forty-nine fans in a row, extinguishing the three flavors of true fire, and avoiding the harm of fire poison in this 800-mile radius! The old man kowtowed to the fairy master..."

The old and weak body of the wind candle, Wukong didn't dare to exert his strength, listening to the sound of 'knock, knock ....', where could he bear it, and said hurriedly: "Lao Sun try it! The old man hurry up, Lao Sun promised you, but Lao Sun and the iron fan fairy are not masked, and I don't know if I can borrow it." ”

The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said sincerely: "At first glance, the fairy master is a bodhisattva with a bodhisattva heart, and he has a great heart! Regardless of success or failure, the old man will publicize it widely, and it will not be in vain for the fairy master to work far away." ”