This is a place that can be called a big town in terms of area, from the point of view of the map, there must be four or five Yin Ling big, theoretically this belongs to the important town, but the special situation makes it a chicken rib, the food is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it.

Bear ears refer to the fact that the terrain here resembles bear's ears on the map. Mengdong, the name comes from refers to the east of Mengcheng in the Wei State; Yuntai is said to be a place because of the high terrain and clouds and mist all year round, so the name of Buddhism is Yuntai.

The origin of the names of the three parties is different, and it is true that the characteristics of this place are clearly described.

Hou Ying slowed down, and carefully looked at the place where he was sealed for the first time, and he must admit that it was a good place.

The climate is warmer and wetter than most parts of the country due to the topography, and the direct result is that even though it has entered the early winter, you can still see a lot of greenery here, and the plant crops here are too different from those in the country.

In terms of location alone, it is close to the edge of the Great Southeastern Basin, and the climate is unique, which has also contributed to the prosperity of this place.

Because the clouds are very low, as if they are within reach, sometimes crossing a low mountain bag, it is as if they are in the clouds, hazy, very fairy, worthy of being the first choice of many wandering monks.

This is also a rare place between humans and demons to get along with Nuo, and he has seen demon clans swaggering around on the avenue several times along the way, and the ordinary humans around him are also not surprised by this.

It's not that the demon race has changed its character, nor has it been that humans have become magnanimous, but that it has evolved over hundreds of years and everyone has to accept it together.

It's hard to find a place that the great forces of cultivation can't control, the demon clan doesn't want to be left by the human monk country anymore, and the human race doesn't want this to become a place of war, so there is now peaceful coexistence.

He found that he liked this place a little, and because of this, his hurried pace began to slow down, and the good scenery had to be seen and tasted slowly, so that he could taste the things behind these ordinary scenes.

Along the way, I occasionally stopped to talk to the farmers who passed by, and listened to the firewood, rice, oil, and salt of ordinary mortals in the tea shop, these are the most real things, and they will not be faked or concealed.

This is someone else's territory, and it's his territory, and he doesn't want to be deceived because of his ignorance.

After just two days of strolling, I also had a rough understanding of the folk customs and livelihood here, after all, no matter how big it is, it is just a town, and there is nothing to hide; It may not be possible to talk about how rich you are, but it is a fact that you don't have to worry about food and clothing.

At least he doesn't have to worry about the people's livelihood because he has little experience in this area.

When passing through an endless field, a song came from afar: I love Meng Dongye, the gentleman Tian Zifang. Let the boat swim in the water, and the birds will return to Huayang. If you have wine, you must drink it together, and you can't forget it. Under the Xianyuan Bridge, wander together.

The song with a very meaningful meaning couldn't help but smile and ask a passer-by next to him, "Who wrote this song?" It sounds very lofty, with a sense of dust, which makes people feel refreshed and happy......"

Passers-by smiled: "It's been a long time, everyone sings, who knows who made the song?" However, the names of people and places in the song have a source, Tian Zifang is an old immortal who lives in seclusion nearby, no one has ever seen it, but they are all conclusive, saying that he has a life span of more than 100 and a master with great mana.

Seshui is a small river that flows through Mengdong, and all the irrigation of farmland depends on it; Xianyuan Bridge is an ancient bridge on Sesui, and legend has it that it is also the bridge of ascending immortals, but I don't know how many times I have walked on it since I was a child, but I still do small business as a result, so it's just a thought. ”

Hou Ying yearned leisurely, "I also want to go for a walk, maybe I will bump into Xianyuan?" This kind of thing depends on luck. ”

The path he took didn't pass through the Xianyuan Bridge, and he didn't even need to cross the tide, but since he came, there were many opportunities, and it wasn't bad for a few days.

Walking and stopping, I came to a basin in a valley, the mountain is not high, and the basin is not big, which is where the town is located, more than half of the residents of Bears Ears Town live here, including the three places of governance of the Xiuzhen forces.

Although it is not prosperous but very lively, a little messy and full of life, he came at dusk, and the smoke of cooking rose from every house, accompanied by the aroma of various foods, and drilled into the nostrils.

Because of the rush all the way, the warbler basically did not eat this month, but the spiritual function can replenish the body's needs

The energy could not replenish the satisfaction of the food from the mouth to the stomach to the anus, and he was shocked to find that his stomach was screaming shamefully, which was not a physiological phenomenon that should have appeared in the monk.

He really wanted to fill his stomach first, but the town was so close that he would like to see the place where he would practice and live for some time to come.

In the center of the town, he found his symbol of power, a bare dirt slope, three wooden houses arranged in a zigzag pattern, saying that they were houses, more like nomadic felt bags.

The reason is that he also learned through some books here before he came, it turned out that there were majestic and magnificent tall buildings that could fully reflect the extraordinary cultivation of the truth, however, they were damaged in the battle again and again, and then it became the way it is now.

It's strange that when such a rudimentary felt is bandaged, no one fights here.

Three felt bags, one for each family, the shape is also similar, except for the sign on the door, a sword, a Buddha head, and a hexagram flag.

This hill bag is very conspicuous in the valley basin, but there are no other buildings in the vicinity of the mountain bag except for the three felt bags, which can be regarded as the last respect of the ordinary people for the practitioners.

The doors of the other two felt rooms are closed, and there is no light coming out of the inside, it seems that his two neighbors are not at home?

Walked to the felt bag that marked the sword, took out the Quanzhen token, and opened the formation that belonged to the Quanzhen Sect, which was a simple formation, without any offensive or defensive effect, and the only use was to distinguish the identity of the entrant; Of course, if you don't want to be so troublesome, you can just open it with one foot, which is said to be to save spirit stone resources.

There is not a lot of space in the felt bag, but the furnishings are unusually simple, or simply nothing; The monk doesn't need to sleep, so he doesn't need bedding, he doesn't need to eat, of course, he doesn't have kitchenware, he can't see at night, he doesn't need lamps, he brings his own treasure gourd, so he saves furniture......

This is the treatment of the so-called Bears Ears guard, no subordinates, no offerings, nothing, just a position that cannot be eaten or chewed.

The Quanzhen Religion has always been simple, and this is a tradition that has existed since the founding of the Quanzhen Religion, and it is the only tradition that has been maintained to the present day.

৪°C