"It's strange, this wooden stake fell to the ground, why is there no one in the sect to help it up!" Lin Junxuan was surprised in his heart, thinking like this, Lin Junxuan walked towards the wooden stake.

"Child, no one in the sect told you that this 'Rotten Peach Mountain' can't be easily set foot in?" A mellow voice came from the oblique moment, Lin Junxuan was startled, Huo turned his head to look, only to see that at the door of the Rotten Peach Mountain, the clouds and mist swayed, and a white-haired old Taoist with a bundle of Taoist crowns and silver hairpins appeared, the old Taoist sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the fence behind his back, looking at himself with a smile on his face, and holding a bright and soft silver whisk in his hand. The Dao man was sitting two or three feet away from Lin Junxuan, but Lin Junxuan didn't feel his breath at all. I felt that this old man seemed to have taken root under his feet, and he grew with the earth, without distinguishing from each other.

Among the Daomen, the older you are, the higher your seniority. This old man was at least an ancestor-level figure in the Fang Cun Sect, and Lin Junxuan was also taken aback when he saw this old man guarding the mountain gate of Rotten Peach Mountain.

"It's just a rotten peach mountain, just a place to grow peaches, do you need a person at the level of an uncle and an ancestor to guard the door?" Lin Junxuan was surprised in his heart, the big sect was extremely important, seeing the old Taoist, Lin Junxuan immediately bowed down and saluted: "The new disciples of the Fang Cun Sect have seen the master and uncle!"

"It turned out to be a new disciple in the sect, so I wonder I have to know the rules of the sect. The silver-haired old Taoist nodded: "Go back, ordinary disciples of this 'Rotten Peach Mountain' are not allowed to enter." Even your master and uncle will never be allowed to enter. Even if you are a new disciple in the sect, you must have tasted the peaches of this rotten peach mountain. Although the peach here is extremely useful in stabilizing the Dao heart, two are enough, and eating more is no different. Next time, you don't have to come again. ”

When Lin Junxuan heard this, he immediately knew that this silver-haired Taoist had misunderstood. Yesterday, the sect did send a few peaches, but Lin Junxuan was not greedy for words, and because he wanted to practice the formation, he didn't have time to eat them at all.

"Uncle Shi misunderstood, the disciple had never seen a peach forest in the sect before, and now he saw a disciple coming from the back mountain with a peach, and he was curious and wanted to take a look. That's why I'm here. This rotten peach mountain is the forbidden place in the sect, and the disciple helped this stake and left. ”

The old Taoist originally had a serious face, but when he heard Lin Junxuan say this, he laughed instead: "I saw you leaning down before, it turned out that you wanted to lift this stake. Hehe, this stake fell here before our Cun Sect was established, and to this day, no one can lift this stake, let alone you, even me, it is impossible to lift this stake! If you don't believe it, just give it a try. ”

"Oh," Lin Junxuan was surprised, looked down at the stake again, and thought to himself, this is just an ordinary stake, could it be that I have lost my eyes. Lin Junxuan looked at it a few more times, and still felt that this wooden stake was very ordinary, and there was really nothing strange about it.

"If it's a treasure that there's no reason to put here?" Lin Junxuan glanced at the old Taoist, and the old Taoist's expression didn't look like a joke. Leaning down, Lin Junxuan held both sides of the stake, a wet feeling came from his palm, his arms were raised, and there was an extremely heavy feeling from the bottom of his hand.

"It's weird, I don't believe it, I can't even lift an ordinary wooden stake. Thinking like this in his heart, Lin Junxuan took a breath, and his arms suddenly exerted force, and he lifted it up. It's strange to say, at the first moment, Lin Junxuan only felt that this wooden stake was very heavy, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt that this wooden stake was extremely light, and he easily lifted it above his head.

"Uncle Shi, isn't this stake very light?" Lin Junxuan lifted the stake above his head, turned his head, and was about to ask the white-haired old Taoist, but saw the old Taoist leaning against the fence, looking at himself dumbfounded, with an incredible look.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?" Lin Junxuan threw down the stake, took three steps and made two steps, walked to the old Taoist's side, squatted down, and asked with concern.

The old Taoist's eyes were straight, his silver-white beard trembled, and Lin Junxuan heard him mutter, "Impossible...... I must have been dazzled...... No one can move it for 3,000 years......"

The silver-haired old Taoist's robe shook up, Huo stood up, and Lin Junxuan only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and the old Taoist was gone.

"Duh! up!" Three feet away, the old Taoist leaned down, the Buddha dust was inserted behind his back, and he grabbed the two ends of the stake with both hands, Lin Junxuan saw his two silver robes bulging, and seemed to pull up hard, but the stake under him was motionless.

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Lin Junxuan was surprised in his heart, he had just tried this stake, and it didn't weigh at all, with the cultivation of this inner sect master and ancestor, there was no need to make such a difficult look.

"Uncle Shi, do you need help?" Lin Junxuan asked as he walked towards the old Taoist, he was really a little puzzled by the old Taoist's actions.

The old Taoist turned a blind eye, and exhaled again in his mouth: "Get up!"

The word 'up' spit out, the old Taoist had a silver thread with a silver thread under his chin and the roots of the silver whiskers floating upward, Lin Junxuan saw that his face was flushed, and he was very struggling, obviously not doing a show. Only then did I know that this wooden stake was indeed a little strange.

"Come here, try again. As soon as the old Taoist turned over the stake and didn't move, he turned around and beckoned to Lin Junxuan again. Lin Junxuan didn't care, walked to the old Taoist's side, bowed down, said 'obey', and easily lifted the stake.

"How is that possible!" The old Taoist was greatly agitated, and suddenly raised his head, facing the direction of the 'Lingtai Palace' on the top of Fangcun Mountain, his lips squirmed, as if he was contacting someone with some kind of Dao method.

"Whew!-" A clear crane roared in the sky, and when Lin Junxuan looked up, he saw a black-faced Taoist with black hair and black beard falling from the giant crane passing through the sky.

"Uncle Shi, are you looking for me?" the man fell to the ground and bowed.

"Fang Xing, you try to move this stake!" said the old Taoist.

The black-faced Taoist said with a look of surprise: "Uncle Shi, didn't this piece of wooden stake exist here before the sect established the sect, and it is rumored that the words on the wooden stake were inscribed by the ancestor of the sect and the sect?

"Don't worry about that, just do what I say. The old Taoist said impatiently.

"Yes, uncle. Seeing that the old Taoist's face was not optimistic, the black-faced Taoist didn't dare to say more, so he collected the dust, leaned down, and still moved. After a while, the black-faced Taoist raised his head with a red face: "Uncle Shi...... I can't move this!"

"Alright, can you go?" the old Taoist waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more. The black-faced Taoist monk Zhanger couldn't touch his head, and rose into the air with a stomach full of doubts, and disappeared into the clouds.

The black-faced Taoist left, and the silver-haired old Taoist lowered his head with a pensive look. After a while, he suddenly stomped hard under his feet, and in the vibration sound of 'buzzing', a large area of soil under the feet of the Taoist turned over, and underground, a large brown rock with a human height slowly came out of the ground and stood in front of Lin Junxuan.

The Taoist robe swayed, fell down from the tall rock, and looked at Lin Junxuan with a serious face: "Come, you try to move this stone!"

The big rock of "......" is much higher than Lin Junxuan, and Lin Junxuan can't hold this rock even if he opens his arms. Although practicing the Dao Technique can exchange blood and marrow and enhance strength, Lin Junxuan is not conceited enough to think that his current self can lift this huge rock of five or six thousand catties.

"Uncle Shi, I can't move such a big rock!" Lin Junxuan said truthfully.

"How do you know if you don't try, maybe you can move it!" The old Taoist stared at Lin Junxuan without blinking, as if he thought that he could completely move the big rock in front of him.

Lin Junxuan was helpless, and stepped forward, holding the bottom of the big rock with both hands, and the 'essence' in his body was running, running through his arms.

"Hey!" Lin Junxuan exhaled, and the huge rock in front of him shook slightly, and then he didn't move. Just like that, hot sweat was already rolling down Lin Junxuan's forehead.

"Strange!" The old Taoist could see that Lin Junxuan had really tried his best just now, and he obviously couldn't move such a big stone of three or four thousand catties.

"You can move this stake that no one else can move...... , but he couldn't move this thousand-pound boulder...... , it's weird!" The old Taoist's brows furrowed more and more. He just stood there motionless.

"The patriarch has long had his last words, if you want to move the 'rotten wooden stake' of this rotten peach mountain, you need to be in the 'heavenly and human period', and the realm of the two golden flowers on the top of your head can be moved, or the mind is close to the Great Perfection, and you can move it without desire or desire. This child has just entered the mountain gate, where did the two 'heavenly and human lights' come from?...... Could it be that he has reached the realm of 'Great Perfection' at such a young age?"

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shizu?......" The old man heard a call in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the star-eyed young man staring at him.

"Uncle Shi, I still have to go back to the mountain for morning class, may I ask, can I go?" Lin Junxuan looked at the old Taoist and asked. He didn't know what the old Taoist was thinking.

"Well, you go," the old Taoist showed a gentle smile, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Wait." ”

With a wave of dust in his hand, behind the Taoist, in the cloud-shrouded 'rotten peach forest', the leaves rubbed, and two large and round peaches flew out of the treetops and fell into the Taoist's outstretched palm.

"You can take these two peaches back to the sect and eat them. If you have time in the future, you can come here and take a walk, and if you don't mind, talk to my old man. ”

Lin Junxuan looked at the two peaches in the Taoist's palm in a daze, his heart was a little trance-like, the Taoist began to say that this place was a forbidden place, and the disciples in the door were not allowed to trespass, and then he said that he had a relationship with this rotten peach mountain, and his attitude was completely different before and after.

"The ancients said: The elders give it, and it is impossible to say goodbye. I don't want to dismiss his kindness. Lin Junxuan stepped forward to take the peach in the Taoist's hand and thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Ancestor." ”

"Uncle Shi, the disciple will go back to the mountain first. ”

"Well," the old Taoist smiled and nodded, Lin Junxuan turned around and walked towards the mountain, stopped when he passed the stake, stretched out his other palm and grabbed one end of the stake, lifted it hard, and then inserted it downward, and inserted it on the ground in front of the gate of the 'Rotten Peach Mountain'. Then he turned and went up the mountain.

When Lin Junxuan's figure disappeared into the long clouds, the old Taoist returned to the fence and sat down cross-legged again.

"How strange is that? how could he move this stake at such a young age?...... Could it be that his mind is really secretly in tune with the Heavenly Dao and has reached the Great Perfection Realm of Desirelessness and Desirelessness? But how is this possible? I have been practicing here for more than 200 years, and I have not been able to attain the purity and cleanness of my heart, so how can he reach it?" The Taoist was puzzled, muttered to himself, slowly closed his eyes, and entered the meditation again......

(To be continued)