Chapter 10 Out of the East China Sea and strayed into the fairy mountain, encountering the two ways of saying their own things
The sea in Dongming is clear and rippling, and the waves are surging and the snow is reflected in the blue sky.
Rare treasures are covered with dust and mist, and shrimp soldiers and crabs will be gone.
The crystal hall fell into the abyss, and the demon sought treasure in the old palace.
This love should be remembered in the heart, and I don't expect to meet again.
Let's say that Lu Mingfei jumped out of the sea, re-drove the auspicious clouds, and returned home.
Walking in the air, I only feel that my body is heavy, like a negative boulder.
He knew that the halberd was heavy and needed mana to maintain, but now his mana was only thirty percent left, and he was afraid that he would fail halfway, so he found a lofty mountain, a secluded forest and a dark hill, and fell in a secluded place.
As soon as he landed, he opened his mouth and spit out, and the halberd returned to its original size, falling into dust, only to hear a sound, the sand and dust rose, and the ground sank more than half a foot.
Lu Mingfei fanned away the dust and smoke, and said secretly: "This thing is not like a wishful golden hoop stick, a freewheeling iron soldier, and it can't become bigger or smaller, and it is all maintained by the pot heavenly method." In the past life, I could still bear it, but how can I bear it in the present day. It's time to find a way to do it once and for all. ”
He pondered for a long time, twisted the method, recited the mantra, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and dyed the painting rod.
I saw him pull out a blue silk on his forehead, and said, "Shhh "Take a breath of true air and tie your hair to the stick.
The painting halberd is blooming, and in a flash the glow is ten thousand ways, and the color is thousand. Lu Mingfei's mind moved, and the painting halberd immediately turned into a strand of hair, with a flash of black light, and a hairpin between his foreheads.
Lu Mingfei exhaled lightly, and said in his heart: "I learned this method from Brother Niu. I heard that he found a Rakshasa woman as his wife and gave birth to a son called the Holy Child. There is a banana fan, which is a spiritual treasure made by heaven, and it is the essence of the yin. Reciting this recipe can be big or small, as big as a palmetto, as small as an apricot leaf. I've taught myself and improved it, but I haven't tried it yet, hey, I'm using it for this time. ”
At this time, he had more mana, and he stretched his waist and wanted to leave.
But suddenly I saw the mountains in front of me undulating, and the forest was deep and foggy. Precisely:
The majestic mountains and dangerous peaks, the lush forests are dense and smoky.
The sun reflects the distant mountains and the sun is transparent, and the wind passes through the clear forest and the colorful fog surrounds it.
The thousand-year-old Hibiscus Peak, the hundred-year-old Cang Fulin embrace.
Spirit birds, cranes, birds, longevity, deer, foxes, and beasts roar.
It is really like a fairyland realm in the sky and on earth, which can be compared to the cave sky of the flower mountain water curtain.
Lu Mingfei secretly said: "This place is definitely not a mortal realm in the world, there must be immortals and saints, but I don't know the way to come, it is difficult to find the way back, it should be a blessed land, not for outsiders." ”
He pondered again: "I have strayed into this place today, I don't know whether it is good or evil, I should be cautious, do not act rashly, and wait to find out the truth and truth, and then do not rush to use measures." ”
After thinking about it, he took a leisurely stroll, and explored the seclusion by himself.
Walking only two miles, and saw a withered vine and old tree, with branches and branches, and no pruning. The stone table under the tree is stopped, and it is criss-crossed and criss-crossed, and there are nineteen ways.
There are two people sitting opposite each other, both dressed as Taoist priests, one twisting gravel, one clipping pine cones, playing against each other, and talking quietly. How do you tell him:
The face is like a sunset flower nail state, and the dry moon is three autumns and ancient rare years.
The ink hair is like a cloud of youthful body, and the child's body is exquisite.
Half-withered and half-glorious deformed, the crane's childish face is the opposite.
Even though Jiao Demon has seen and heard widely, he has never had the opportunity to see such a thing.
Lu Mingfei secretly exclaimed: "These two people have strange shapes, they look like young people, their faces are like old and decrepit, their faces are like ink, and they are full of wrinkles, which is not in line with the principles of heaven and earth, let alone the posture of immortals. I'm afraid that it will be a strange disease, and it will not be long before it will be in the world! ”
He had the heart to ask, but before he could speak, he heard a person on his left hand say: "Brother is clever, I can't do it, I admit it, I admit it." ”
With that, he swept the chessboard.
The person on his right hand smiled and said: "Master often says that the virtuous brother is tired and lazy, and he refuses to think for a long time, but he has not changed for thousands of years. ”
The man on the left hand said: "It doesn't matter whether it is corrected or not. ”
The man on the right hand sighed: "Brother Xian's words are not unreasonable. ”
Lu Mingfei heard it sincerely, but he didn't understand what it meant, so he said aloud: "The two immortal elders, you are polite here." ”
The two of them woke up like a dream, shook their faces and looked, only to see Lu Mingfei:
The ink hair is beautiful, and the intelligence is really praiseworthy.
Youth is young, and the eyes are shining.
Just like the unicorn in the sky, the cave is a real person stepping on the dust.
The natural appearance of the dragon species is very good, and the young age is dignified and has a good temperament.
The two of them immediately got up and saluted: "Deserted countryside and wild villages, poor mountains and bad waters, it is rare to see Your Excellency's fairy face. Return the gift, return the gift. ”
The three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then sat down.
Lu Mingfei said: "I wander outside below, and I get lost unexpectedly." Dare to ask the two immortal elders, what kind of mountain is this mountain called? What do you call the two? Where do you seek the Tao in this view? ”
I only listened to the man on the left: "Your Excellency must be a person who has lived outside the country for a long time, and it is inevitable that you will not know the path." This mountain is called Wanshou Mountain. There is a treasure in the mountain, called Wuzhuang Temple. The two of us are apprentices of the same master, and our real names have long been unknown, and the master has obtained the Dharma names for my two brothers. My brother is called the breeze, and the moon is called below. ”
Lu Ming didn't listen to it, and when he heard it, he was shocked and said: "Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang View? But where is the place of Zhenyuan Daxian Dao? ”
Mingyue smiled and said, "It's the family teacher, Your Excellency knows?" ”
Lu Mingfei waved his hand and said: "I have never seen him, but he is the ancestor of the earth immortals, and he is the same king as the world." I don't know where the Venerable Master is, so I'll see you. ”
Na Qingfeng's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed: "A thousand years ago, the family master led all the senior brothers to go with the Yuan Shi Tianzun and go to the Tianmiluo Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty, leaving only my two brothers to take care of their homeland, and they have not returned yet. ”
The two of them looked depressed and gloomy, and there seemed to be a sense of complaint in their words.
Lu Mingfei's mind fluttered, and he said secretly: "I used to visit immortals, and I also traveled to the ends of the world. I heard that there is a spirit plant in these five villages, which is the beginning of chaos, the beginning of Hongmeng, and the birth of this spiritual root when the heaven and earth are not opened. The name is ginseng fruit, also known as grass and dan. ”
His eyes flashed, and he pondered: "This ginseng fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and only ripens after another three thousand years, and it takes 10,000 years to eat it." It was as if in ten thousand years, only thirty fruits were produced. The appearance of the fruit is similar to that of a child who is not yet full of three dynasties, with complete hands and feet and salty facial features. If a man has a fate, and he gets the fruit and smells it, he will live three hundred and sixty years; Eat one, and you will live for 47,000 years. ”
He had a reverie in his heart, thinking, "If I can eat one, will it not be better than a thousand years of penance?" I'm afraid that the two of them will be stingy and refuse to give it to me. But I don't know what the two of them are capable of? ”
Lu Mingfei was secretly thinking about it, but he heard Qingfeng say: "I think Your Excellency is born sacred, and it must be extraordinary. I don't know who it is? ”
Lu Mingfei said in his heart: "The two of them have lived here for a long time, and they must not have much knowledge. So I told the truth, and he had nowhere to find me. ”
He said: "I am a native of Huaguo Mountain on the shore of the East China Sea, called Lu Mingfei, and I am also a mountain master who has accumulated years and the head of the Water Mansion. ”
The two of them were stunned, and their faces were shocked.
I only heard that Mingyue blurt out: "Do you know the Bi Ma Wen who is haunting the Heavenly Palace?" ”
Lu Mingfei was also stunned, and said in his heart: "Could it be that the two of them know my seventh brother Sun Wukong?" "Exactly:
Lost in the fairy realm to visit Xuanzhen, you have to meet two people to talk about the past.
Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang View, Zhenyuan Daxian Dojo Gate.
The spirit plant is made by heaven and earth, and there is not only one in ancient times.
I suddenly heard the name of the deceased brother, and I didn't know whether it was friend or hate.