In the early morning, the sea of clouds is more loose, like a rising tide, from the bottom of the cliff to the place where the Taoist sleeps, below is the rolling clouds and mist, flowing and changing, above is the blue sky, the terraced fields full of water become fenced, like sapphires.

This is what the Taoist saw when he woke up.

It's like a wonderland on earth.

Fortunately, I am in a fairyland.

The temperature was still icy cold, and the sun brought warmth, so the Taoist had breakfast, packed his bags, and walked up the mountain with his cats and horses.

It is clear above, and the clouds and mist are flowing below, and there is a dividing line in the middle.

The Taoist went up along the ridge.

On the side of the road, there are middle-aged men wearing white robes standing with their hands in their hands, looking at the sea of clouds in the dragon pond in front of them, and there are monks in moon-white robes sitting cross-legged, facing the east, closing their eyes and saying nothing, greeting the sunshine from the early morning in the east with their faces, and there are some hermits of different ages on the top of the mountain, bringing wine jugs and food and poems, books and flutes, sitting in a circle, talking and laughing freely, and playing and playing music from time to time.

These are probably the hermits that the middle-aged man surnamed Liu said.

Seeing the Taoist walking out of the clouds, perhaps because he felt that this picture also had a bit of a fairy spirit, everyone cast their eyes at him, and some saluted or spoke.

The Taoists also stopped and responded one by one.

Walk up to the top of the mountain, and then look back.

It's also interesting to say -

The clouds and mist under the mountain are still rising, as if they were sleeping there before, so they stopped at that height, and when the Taoist left, the clouds and mist continued to permeate upward, and with the footsteps of the Taoist, more and more terraces were covered, at this time, the mountain road and the blue terraced fields that the Taoist walked up were half-hidden and half-appeared in the clouds, giving people a feeling that if they went down again, they did not know where they would lead.

The Taoist remembered the cliff last night.

Good mountain roads, good terraces, suddenly such a vertical cliff appeared, it was really as if the earth had been cut off from here.

"No wonder people used to think this was the end of the world." The Taoist continued to look farther away, in the depths of the rolling white clouds, a circle of mountains that were constantly eroded by clouds and mist, and took a step, "Let's go." ”

"Meow ......"

The cat trotted ahead of the company.

The Taoist followed, followed by the jujube red horse, and there were swallows in the sky, and a group of people walked on the ridge on the top of the mountain, and the white clouds next to the road were deep, tumbling non-stop, and it seemed to be walking in the clouds.

In the clouds, the distant mountains looked farther away.

And there seems to be no people on that side, not even the mountain people who reclaim the terraces, there are no villages, no residents, and naturally there are no roads, the mountains seem to be connected, but whether they can walk through it depends on whether the connection between the mountains is gentle or abrupt.

Most of them have mountain goblins living in it.

If there are immortals, they should also live here.

The Taoist and his party walked farther and farther, and the hermits behind them either continued to wait, or continued to talk about playing the qin, or turned back, as if they were also living a fairy-like life.

"Sanhua Niangniang used to lie on the ground, and when she saw the clouds in the sky, one by one, she thought they were soft." The cat's steps were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, jumping very quickly, and then turning back to speak to the Taoist.

"Don't you feel soft now?"

"...... Now"

The three-flowered cat was stuck, and after thinking for a while, he said, "The current cloud is air!" You can't even touch it! ”

"Oh......"

Song You dragged a long tail note, walked very slowly, and his voice was gentle: "Sanhua Niangniang said soft, it is soft that can be touched, and it is not soft that you can't touch anything." ”

"That's right." "It's like that, like that kind of grass that looks like a sausage, soft, and bursts when you bite it." ”

"Pucao."

"Pucao!"

"Cattails."

"Champ!"

"It's like cotton."

"Yes, yes, it's like cotton, it's like the wool felt that Yu Zhizhou gave us, it's like the soft hair on a rabbit, but at that time, Sanhua Niangniang didn't know what cotton was, and she didn't know that wool felt like that, and she rarely caught rabbits to eat."

"But at that time, Sanhua Niangniang often looked at the sky and thought about what the clouds looked like."

"Cats like to look at the sky, and they often look at the sky." The three-flowered cat said to him, "Sometimes I lie down in the sun and have nothing to do, so I stare at the sky." It's beautiful. ”

“……”

Song You thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Perhaps these critters gaze at the sky much more often than people who are busy making a living.

"Sanhua Niangniang used to love to stare at the sky, it can be seen that Sanhua Niangniang's Yaxing is a natural Ya cat, I used to know what it feels like to think about the cloud, it can be seen that Sanhua Niangniang is very smart, and she can also bite the grass to play in her spare time, it can be seen that Sanhua Niangniang's entertainment life is still very fulfilling." As Song You walked, he beckoned to take out the Shui Xing Lingyun from his bag, held it in his hand, looked up at the mountains and the deep sea of clouds in the distance, and said in his mouth, "Does Sanhua Niangniang know what these are?" ”

"What's that?"

"It's the way Sanhua Niangniang came."

"The way you came?"

The cat stopped and looked back at the path behind her.

"Sanhua Niangniang came from these places, this is why she came here, it is because of these, all these details and experiences, that Sanhua Niangniang is today's Sanhua Niangniang."

“……”

The cat stared up at him, its eyes twinkling.

After thinking for a long time, she lowered her head, shook her head, shook her facial features, continued to walk forward, and naturally skipped this topic, and said: "Sanhua Niangniang has decided, from today onwards, she will release the big bird in the flag, tame it, and you can ride it to fly and play in the clouds in the future." ”

"White Crane."

"White Crane!"

"I wish Sanhua Niangniang a speedy success."

"That white crane is very fierce, and it doesn't listen to Sanhua Niangniang."

"Just be honest after a few beatings."

"Sanhua Niangniang doesn't seem to be able to beat it, and the Golden Mountain God can't beat it, and its mouth can peck through the Golden Mountain God."

"That must have been a great sense of accomplishment."

"Meow ......"

The cat turned its head to look at him a few more times, and then asked, "What are you looking around?" ”

"The last party."

"Probably down here."

"Sanhua Niangniang has a point."

The Taoist looked at the almost circular cloud pool below, and quickly retracted his gaze: "Let's take a turn first." There may be a real dragon living down here, and it is a bit rude to go down and disturb for no reason. And below this is a nearly vertical cliff, and if you walk around, you may be able to find a place with a gentle slope that is suitable for descending. ”

"yes......"

The cat was thoughtful and moved on.

I didn't go far before I reached the end of the terraces.

There is undoubtedly no road ahead.

The Taoist hardly stopped.

The grass and forests are luxuriant, the woods block the road, the mountains are rugged, there are often ravines and rocks, some places are very narrow, and they may step on the air at any time, some places are very steep, ordinary horses can't go down at all, and some places are almost close to the edge of the cliff, which is very dangerous.

The swallow tried to find a suitable "path" for them to walk, so as not to be in danger, or to go through it and then turn back.

Sometimes I climbed a mountain, which was a mountain in the white clouds that I could see when I stood in the dam tree, and sometimes I had to go down to the depths of the clouds and mist, looking for direction in the fog.

The world is extremely quiet, and the sound of the wind and grass has become extremely clear.

Song You could feel the gaze from a distance behind him, it was those hermits and mountain people in Bashu, seeing such a group of people walking into the depths of the Cloud and Mist Mountains so naturally, they naturally felt novel, and they had to look at it more than anyone else, as for what they thought, there was really no need to explore.

There are also eyes from all sides, far or near.

Some of them are birds and beasts in the mountains, and some are monsters and spirits in the mountains, and it is rare to see people here, and they all feel very novel.

The Taoists ignored them.

Everything is a passerby.

The farther and farther you go.

When he looked back again, the dam tree also went to the other side of the clouds, just like the distant mountain that he had seen when he stood on the dam tree before.

It took three whole days.

Song You found a place with a slower slope several times, like a terraced field above the cliff of the dam tree, leading obliquely to the depths of the clouds and mist, although there was no road, there were many trees, giving people a feeling that they could walk slowly from now on if they were careful. There are even two places that are longer than the length of the terraces of Bashu. It's just that without exception, they are all the same as the dam trees, the length of the slope is very limited, and there is a near-vertical cliff below when you walk, and the apes can't climb it, let alone people.

I also walked to impassable places several times.

Either the slope ahead is too steep and difficult to pass up, or even less for the horses, or there is a ravine or cliff in front of you, which is bottomless and impossible to cross, or the road connecting one hill to another is so narrow that it is difficult for the cat to walk in the narrowest place.

Fortunately, Sanhua Niangniang has great magical powers, not only knows some earth spells, but also can summon big demons to help Taoists pass.

It really didn't work, so the Taoist had to summon a stone to build a bridge.

It's a pity that Muxing Lingyun has not been found.

Even when the Taoist walked around, no matter where he went, the movements of the other four directions of the spiritual rhyme almost did not change, as if he walked around and down, neither closer nor farther away from it. Even the most profound sense of the Taoist spirit of the water movement has almost no other special feedback.

Every morning, the Taoist people also sat on the top of a mountain, on the edge of the cliff, facing the cloud pool, not only absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, but also feeling the spiritual rhyme of this party, but they did not see the figure of the real dragon.

Three days later, the group walked back to the dam tree.

This time it's from the other side.

"Sir, have you come back from a circle up the hill ahead?" A hermit in the mountains asked.

"Exactly."

"Sir, you're really a tall man. Three days ago, I saw Mr. walking into the mountains and clouds, calmly, and felt ethereal, but I was also worried that there was no road ahead, bumpy and rugged, and there were beasts and ghosts, I was afraid that Mr. would not be able to go far and encounter difficulties and dangers, so I kept discussing with friends when Mr. would turn back, but I didn't expect that Mr. Goodbye had come back from this side. ”

“……”

Song You all responded truthfully.

If someone asks if there are beasts and demons in front of him, the Taoist people also truthfully say that there are, lest someone follow his example and go recklessly, and then fall off the cliff halfway through, or become the blood food of beasts and demons.

Then he returned to the same place, and the practice also waited.

Occasionally, mountain hermits visited, probably because they heard that he had gone to Baiyunjian for a while, and they came to inquire, or they probably wanted to talk to him, but this matter only gave them a reason and a topic, and these hermits have always acted freely and freely, and sometimes they don't need much reason to get acquainted with people.

A middle-aged man surnamed Liu came to find him by appointment.

still hangs a long sword at his waist, and with a fat body, he is also quite stylish.

Song You waited with him.

The three years of Da'an passed quietly in this white cloud mountain.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu advocates immortal immortality and Taoism, and there are many hermits in this mountain, some have practice, some have Taoism, and some have other skills, he has some friendship with him, so he often has to find those hermit masters who meet him during the day, talk with him, and exchange feelings. He also called Song You twice, but Song You didn't go, so that's it.

However, he did not leave behind this Taoist who had a different fate with him and also had a lot of Taoism, and he did not even snub him.

Within a few days, spring began.

But the mountains are still bleak.

The hermits who are often in the mountains seem to have mastered the law of the legendary true dragon haunting, as soon as the beginning of spring passes, there are some sighs in the mountains, there are hermits chanting poems to express regrets, and some people light bonfires and drink and sing with friends until midnight, and leave during the day, they are lazy, farewell in the mountains, I don't know when the next goodbye is, and the people on the mountains are becoming more and more scarce.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu also seems to be planning to leave.

"I'm afraid I can't wait this year, but this is normal, Liu has been here every year for 20 years, and I have only seen him three times if I am lucky." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu had some regrets, but he was more sorry for him, and he also had some regrets that he described as very shocking but Song You didn't see it, "Mr. It's almost time to go down the mountain." ”

"Wait a few more days."

"How many more days are you going to have to wait?"

"If Liu Gong has something, you can go down the mountain first, after we go down the mountain, we will definitely visit Luchuan County."

"Mr. has come from thousands of miles away, and it is normal for him to be reluctant." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu nodded and expressed his understanding, "Since this is the case, Liu will accompany Mr. to wait for a few more days." ”

"Isn't Gong Liu busy?"

"What's the busy? The respected people in the village and the wealthy silkworm farmers are all old acquaintances of Liu, saying that they are accompanying Mr. to wait for a few more days, but to stay here for a few more days, at most they come here every morning before sunrise to look for Mr., watch a sunrise together, chat a few words, and go to the village to find people to eat and drink during the day, very comfortable. The middle-aged man surnamed Liu raised his head and laughed, "Wait for a few days, and then go down the mountain with Mr. ”

"Thank you, Gong Liu."

"Is there enough dry food for the gentleman? But there is still rice noodles? If it's not enough, bring some to my husband tomorrow, and don't be polite to me. ”

"Two days ago, there was a little demon in the village to make trouble, and I came over, my Sanhua Niangniang has always been enthusiastic, and went to help, and the villagers gave some red rice and preserved fish, which has not been eaten yet."

"Then I won't worry about it."

So I waited here for two more days, watching the sunrise, watching the sunset, and facing the sea of clouds all day long, which was both waiting and practicing.

There are fewer and fewer hermits in the mountains.

There are almost no left.

There are only a few left, most of them are also because Song You is still waiting here, and it is in a more conspicuous position - there are others who are also waiting, so there is a little more comfort in my heart, if Song You is also gone, I am afraid that there will be no one waiting here the next day at most.

The fifth day after the beginning of spring.

The nights are still cold.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu has no patience anymore.

Song You also felt that he couldn't wait.

It's just that it doesn't matter if you can't wait for the real dragon, it's just fate in the future, and it's not feasible to find the last party Lingyun.

In desperation, the Taoist had to go down to find it himself.

(End of chapter)