After walking for half a day, I passed through the village of Zhaifang.

A few days ago, King Dashi, Wen Qingqing and Feng Yousheng came here. The bridge was being built here, and the piles could not be driven down, and they collapsed shortly after they were laid. The villagers thought it was strange and wanted to put a pair of young children under the canal river as a sacrifice, and then drive down the stone stakes. Later, Wang Dashi and Feng Yousheng rescued the child.

At this time, Wang Dashi deliberately went around to the canal river in front of the village to watch, only to see that the canal river had been filled with water, a brand new stone bridge connected the two banks, four long stone pillars were erected at the bottom of the bridge, and the piles were strong and powerful.

There was a person on the side of the bridge of the Quhe River, and when he saw Wang Dashi and his entourage inspecting here, he ran back to the village, but after a while, the villagers of the bad fang rushed over. Wang Dashi thought: It must be the matter of killing spiders to get rain spread here.

The villagers were warmly welcomed, and one of the couples knelt down in front of Wang Dashi and the Wind Wandering Monk, holding a boy and a girl in their arms, and it was the two children who would be beaten under the bridge stakes, and later redeemed by Wang Dashi and the Wind Wandering Monk.

The villagers of Zhaifang Village are very enthusiastic, and they will put a banquet to entertain a few living immortals. Dafu right and Feng Yousheng wanted to stay, and wanted to eat for two more days, but because Wang Dashi was entangled in important matters, he thanked him euphemistically and left the trough village.

After more than two months, Wang Dashi estimated that Dongfang Qingluo had taken Wen Qingqing back to the sword casting shop, so that he could go to the sword casting shop in the near future to find Wen Qingqing.

At this point, several people searched and walked towards the Sword Forge Gang.

Pinching his fingers, two months have passed, and according to the itinerary of several people, it will take another month to reach the Sword Forging Gang, and Wen Qingqing's eyes must have been cured by then.

The Sword Forge Gang was far away, and several people were not familiar with the road, so they walked for more than two months in a row and finally came to the Sword Forge Gang.

Let's say that the Sword Forge Gang is hidden deep in the mountains, the mountains are beautiful, the sect is dry and cloudy, and the atmosphere is remarkable.

When Wang Dashi saw the grandeur of this gang, he couldn't help but be fascinated, thinking that Dongfang Mubai and Dongfang Qingluo would not lose their identity and high endowment if they studied in these sects.

The Sword Casting Gang belongs to the sect in the road, also known as the Sword Casting Sect, which specializes in the forging, smelting and operation of swords. The bishop of this gang is located in the heart of the mountain, and there is also a special place for forging swords. Among them, the swordsmith who forged the sword was the highest in the gang.

Each gang in the road has its own specialty, and the name of the swordsmithing company is quenching the sword. Iron juice fire refining solution, poured into thousands of years of cold ice, quenching splashing, cold sky, red heat and ancient cold ice blended, open the sword groove, heaven and earth extremely hot and cold sword was born. This sword, smelted for a hundred years, is unique in the world. Legend casts the sword line of the first ancestor of the mountain to refine this sword, after death and the sword buried together, the burial place of the square inch, the grass and trees do not grow, and later evolved into a stone, this stone is half hot and half cool, into the stone of yin and yang. However, this skill has been lost, and the art of forging swords has gradually declined. The ancestors took "sword refining" as their ancestor, and now the sword casting line is based on "controlling the sword", so the sword casting line delves into the sword array and the sword, among which the five elements of the sword formation is a good show. This array is arranged according to the five elements of yin and yang, ten people are dressed in five kinds of clothes, respectively embroidered with red gold, raw wood, flowing water, fireworks, dry soil, two people are dressed, separate five directions, as long as there is a sword out, the sword of mutual birth is sent out with Qi, and the sword of mutual restraint is firmly guarded. The sword-casting gang will practice swords with gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and mutual restraint, and all things in the world are born and reborn, so attacking, defending, changing and shifting, and the sword is untraceable, it is really unparalleled in the world, and it is also famous in the road.

Wang Dashi walked to the gate of the bishop of the sword-forging line, this gate was hidden, and there were two young apprentices in the courtyard cleaning the courtyard, and it seemed that no one was coming.

The sword-forging line is a big sect, and the court is prominent, but I didn't expect it to be so quiet.

Several people looked at each other, suspicious. Daifuku stepped forward and scolded: "The ruined Sword Forging Gang, I can't even see a figure, are they all dead!" After speaking, his hands continued to knock on the door.

"Who—" There was a crisp sound of footsteps at the door.

One of the disciples opened the door, looked at a few people, and said, "Who are you looking for?"

Wang Dashi was afraid that Dafu's right breath would not be good, so he first hugged his fists and saluted: "Let's come to visit and find someone!"

"I thought whose dog or cat had gone missing? This is the back door of the branch of the Sword Casting Company, how could they come to me to find someone, you go around the river in front, on the east side of the river, there is the main gate of this sect, and there is a special reception!"

Wang Dashi looked in the direction, and the main gate that this person said would take at least half a day's journey.

The man said, "However, you don't need to look for it, the leader of the sect and his party went to the Xiantong Temple in Wutai Mountain, Shanxi, it is said that all the sects and factions in the path have gathered there to discuss matters, and I heard that they will also participate in a competition, and only those who are selected are qualified to go to the burial sect to help the leader of the burial faction solve the dream disaster! It is said that Mr. Nanyang visited many sects in the road this time, including the Zhengyi Sect of Longhu Mountain, the local sect of Qingfeng Mountain, the Beast Exorcism Gang, and the Moon God Sect ....... Alas...... This way is going to meet again, and I heard that there will be a meeting to elect a 'deity', and I am afraid that after this matter, I will have to delay......"

The man spoke so fast that he couldn't stop when he spoke.

Wang Dashi felt a little incredible, and actually mentioned the local faction in his mouth, which showed that the local faction still had some prestige in the road, and he was very happy. In fact, he also extracted a lot of information from these words, one is the assembly of Wutai Mountain Xiantong Temple, and the other is the so-called "Xingzun". He didn't know what "Xingzun" was, and he didn't have the heart to understand it at the moment.

All in all, this rally is all for Mr. Nanyang to solve the disturbance of dreams.

"Haha, to solve the disturbance of dreams, there is actually a rally, it must be a gathering of masters from all walks of life, and I and other juniors may not be able to participate! Even if we are enthusiastic to help, we may not be able to meet the selection criteria!" Wang Dashi only felt that the rally was lively and exciting.

The man muttered and finally finished speaking. Dafu looked at him right: "Who asked you so much, does it make sense for you to say so much? Look at you like this, it's not bad to go to the Digest Garden to tell stories, how can you learn to forge swords here!"

The man smiled: "Alas, our bishop likes to listen to books, we are specially for him to tell books, tidy up the courtyard in his spare time—— how do you know, I wondered, I used to be an apprentice in the Digest Garden, telling stories and drums, I was there at the time, I was ......"

Dafuyou was afraid that he couldn't stop what he said, and said to him: "Hey, hey, you stop, does it make sense to say so much? You are now in the Sword Forging Gang, not in the Digest Garden, and no one listens to your nonsense." Let me ask you, Dongfang Qingluo is not there!"

Wang Dashi didn't expect Dafuyou to ask in such a tone, as if he was a brother and friend. However, the man was not angry.

"Ah, it turns out that you are here to find a new disciple Dongfang Qingluo! Hehe, the sword forging industry has thousands of disciples a year, and we have never known him, but he is a well-known genius. He was favored by the bishop and accepted as a disciple of his own disciple, teaching him the first set of golden swordsmanship in the Five Elements Sword Set, normal people practice this set of swordsmanship for less than two years, more than a lifetime, but Dongfang Qingluo mastered this set of swordsmanship within three months. The bishop then wanted to teach him the remaining four sets of swordsmanship - water swordsmanship, wood swordsmanship, earth swordsmanship and fire swordsmanship, but it was a pity that although Dongfang Qingluo was smart, he was lonely and self-appreciative, although he was liked, he was also on guard everywhere, and he had been expelled by the Moon Worship God Sect, so he had to pay more attention on weekdays. As for Dongfang Qingluo's conceited and tall, there is no ...... at all Still...... , as for ......" This person kept talking down, and did not mention whether Dongfang Qingluo was there or not.

Dafuku was angry, and stomped his foot suddenly: "It's really unhelpful! Do you make sense to say so much, Dongfang Qingluo is not there!"

"Actually, I was about to say just now, don't be angry, I'll help you decompose it, and I'll help you decompose it......"

"It's really amazing! what a storyteller and rapper!" Daifuku was about to cover his ears. The man closed his stinky mouth and sang slowly: "If you ask Dongfang Qingluo if he is there, tell you, tell the truth, tell the truth, in fact, I don't know!"

Daifuku was so angry that he slammed the door shut.

Wang Dashi felt that although this person was nagging, he didn't look like a deceit, he didn't say whether Dongfang Qingluo was in the sect or not, so he could only ask others to ask or judge for himself. He shook his head, and then left, and after a few steps, the Wind Wandering Monk turned his face, pushed open the door, and asked the man, "Hey, little brother, can I tell me your first name?"

Actually, the Wind Wandering Monk wanted to talk to him and ask again. The man grinned and replied, "It's called open mouth ......."

The Wind Wandering Monk was stunned, as if he had met a madman. He said: "I see! Open your mouth wide, naturally you can say something extraordinary, no wonder! No wonder also!"

Dafuzuo said at this moment: "Presumably, Dongfang Qingluo and Wen Qingqing are not here, and that person has no grievances against us, so he will naturally inform us." According to this speculation, the first possibility is that Dongfang Qingluo took Wen Qingqing to treat his eyes and has not returned, and the second possibility is that he followed the bishop of the sword casting line, Hou Tiansuan, and his party to the Xiantong Temple of Wutai Mountain, so that they could meet with the various sects in the road and go to the burial sect to solve the dream disaster together!"

Wang Dashi said: "Since Dongfang Qingluo is the bishop's personal disciple and personally teaches swordsmanship, presumably the bishop will definitely take him with him on his trip! In addition, he is strong and competitive, and he must want to be in the limelight, so he will definitely go to Wutai Mountain!"

Wutai Mountain is the holy land of Buddhism, the road is broad, all walks of life are complicated, and the struggle is indispensable, in order to establish a trust of fairness and justice, the Wutai Mountain Buddhism and the Taoist of Longhu Mountain are selected as Mount Tai Beidou, presiding over the overall situation of the decision. The Wutai Mountain Buddhists have a supreme status in the path, but all the big things decided in the way must be discussed here. This time, Mr. Nanyang invited many sects in the road to go to Wutai Mountain, and then made overall arrangements to go to the burial sect to solve the disturbance of dreams.

There are nearly more than 100 temples of Wutai Mountain, Xiantong Temple is the place where all walks of life gather in the meeting, there is also a place called Bodhisattva Ding Temple, it is said that the master of the Bodhisattva Ding Temple, get a holy relic, can make the gods fall into ambush, shake the heavens and the earth, and it is precisely because of this holy object that the party holds the peace. It is said that this holy relic can be used three times, and it has been applied once.

Feng Yousheng was worried about the reward promised by Mr. Nanyang, and wanted to participate in solving the dream disaster, for fear of being driven away by other sects, so he wanted to march towards the burial sect; Wang Dashi was so worried about Wen Qingqing that he insisted on going even if Wutai Mountain was far away and the road was difficult.

The two disagreed, and in the end, Dafu Right followed Feng Yousheng to the burial faction, and Dafu Left followed Wang Dashi to Wutai Mountain to find Wen Qingqing.

Although the wind wandering monk said that he loved money, he was also generous to Wang Dashi, and gave him two points of silver given by Gao Datong as a coil. At this time, Dafu Right regretted it, he didn't want to go with the Wind Wandering Monk anymore, so he also joined Wang Dashi's team, leaving the Wind Wandering Monk alone to walk towards the burial faction.

Wang Dashi and Dafu Right and Dafu Left were forced to find Wen Qingqing as soon as possible, without the slightest relaxation, and they were exhausted from rushing for half a day, so they sat down to rest, and suddenly heard a shout coming from behind, which was the voice made by the Wind Wandering Monk.

"The Wind Wanderer is coming!"

"What's wrong?"

Daifuku asked right.

It turned out that the wind wandering monk remembered the hexagram occupied by the old man Heihu, and remembered that the person he should follow was Wang Dashi, how could he part ways and go alone, just walked a short distance, and chased back. In fact, what I didn't expect was that on the way to Wutai Mountain, I was passing by the location of the burial school.

Nearly a month later, Wang Dashi and his entourage set foot on the boundary of the burial faction.

From a distance, there is a barren mountain in front of it, towering and majestic, but this majestic momentum covers the cover of the sun, forming a puddle of shelter at the foot of the mountain, wet flowers and grass, and it looks bleak. There is a natural notch next to it, and there is a cave in front of it, and there are stones in front of it. Several people sat on the rocks and rested their feet.

Feng Yousheng looked around and said, "Hey, it's really a rare and good place, the sun is shining outside, and it's cool and swishing here!"

"Hey, Wind Wandering Monk, have you noticed that this place is very gloomy, will there be another old man who will bring us into the ancient tomb in a daze!" Da Fu You remembered that Liu Mu'er was old with crutches before, so he said.

Wang Dashi said: "In the shade here, there is no sunshine, and it is easy to change. Either way, let's be careful!"

As he was talking, he heard hurried footsteps in the cave. Several people turned their faces to look at each other, but they saw an old man walking out of the cave, his forehead was bulging like a ball, his eyes were sunken like a ravine, his nose was like a garlic mortar, his mouth was as big as a bowl, and his hair was hanging down, which was even more strange than his old crutches, like an immortal in the mountains and mountains. Several people were so frightened that they were blindfolded, because with the lessons of the past, no one dared to talk to the old man at the moment, and they were afraid that they would talk too much and follow in the footsteps.

The old man groped his way up to a few people, and said kindly, "I don't know where they came from, but if you are tired of the journey, you can go to the cave to rest." It's cool in the cave, but if you have firewood and a kang ready, if you don't dislike it, please go and sit in the cave!"

A few people were scared of being deceived by the old man with crutches, and the more polite this old man was, the more evasive they were. I am afraid that following his words will lead to the danger of death.

Dafu, who has always been able to speak well, did not say a word, and the wind wandering monk and Dafu Zuo Shuang covered their ears and did not move.

Wang Dashi felt that this old man was very enthusiastic and hospitable, and if he ignored the kindness of others, he would feel very uncomfortable. He felt that although the old man's face was a little different, he was very kind and charitable, and if he didn't go to the cave to rest, he should give a response! In fact, we still have important things to do, and we will set off soon, so please bear with us if we have a lot of disturbances. Thank you for greeting, thank you for your effort!"

The old man smiled: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! Although the old man doesn't have tea here, he is rich in mulberry fruits here, and when he has nothing to do, he picks mulberry fruits and makes fine wine himself." If you don't dislike it, you can taste the wine, the wine into the mind, into the heart and spleen, can quench the thirst and dryness, get rid of the worries of delusion, drive away the disturbance of fatigue, if you don't drink, you can't naturally experience the wonders!"

As the saying goes, "a glass of wine is drunk", the more people hear the word "wine", the more they feel at ease.

Dafuyou said: "Don't say it's mulberry wine, it's a fine wine made from peaches in Tiangong Pan Taoyuan, we don't need to taste it." Let's not drink a drop of wine, drink and disturb the mind!"

The old man felt a little embarrassed for a moment, so he said, "In this case, you should rest here, and stay away for the time being!" and returned to the cave.

Wang Dashi felt that he could not cope well, so that the occasion was cold, and he was not annoyed in his heart, and he was about to instigate to leave, at this time, a group of people rushed to this side, and the footsteps were very hurried, and when they came to the cave, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wang Dashi and others.

"Huh?" Wang Dashi didn't know what was going on, so he quickly called the group up, and he asked the Wind Wandering Monk, "This, how did you get this, how did this happen?"

Feng Yousheng said proudly: "Wang Dashi, our group of four people broke the drought in Qingshiwa Village, killed the spider spirit, and the reputation has spread far and wide, these people who caught up must be the mountain people here, it must be their home or something that can't be solved, thinking that we are living immortals, so they chased us to help." ”

Wang Dashi didn't believe it, killed the spider spirit, broke the drought, it was near Qingshiwa Village, and this place is hundreds of miles away from Qingshiwa Village, where is there anyone who knows it?

It was only after listening to this group of people tell the reason for the matter that Wang Dashi understood. Yes, this group of people is indeed in trouble and needs help as the Wind Wandering Monk said, but this group of people is here to find the help of the old man Muqiu, and the old man must be the old man Muqiu just now. This group of people must not know the old man Muqiu, so when they saw Wang Dashi and his party, they knelt down and worshipped.

When the Wind Wandering Monk heard that these people were not looking for them, he felt a little lost in his heart.

Dafuku right and Daifuku left laughed, ridiculing the wind wandering monk self-righteousness.

However, this group of people was in desperate need of help, and the things they described were so strange that it was unimaginable, and no one would have thought that such a strange thing could happen in this world unless they had heard it with their own ears.

The strange thing described by this group of people is this-

They are all from nearby villages. It is said that there is a family in the mountain, and two monsters grow in the yard, one is like an arm, and there is a sacred tree, these two things are given by God, and after eating the arm-like things and the fruit of the sacred tree, you can cure diseases. The head of the family was a bald man, and his teeth had fallen out of his teeth when he was old, but after eating it, he grew a mouthful of crystal white teeth, and hair grew on his shiny head. People say that the old man of the family should not be old, rejuvenated, and grow hair and teeth is the yin of children and grandchildren, since the head of the family has grown teeth and hair, every two years his children die. Of the five children in this family, three have died so far, and only two remain, and if they die again, they will be cut off......

This group of people only came here, firstly, to get the guidance of the old man Muqiu, secondly, to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and thirdly, they were afraid that such a strange death would come to their home.

Wang Dashi heard that the accents of these people were similar to Mr. Nanyang, and after inquiry, he learned that these people lived not far from here, and Mr. Nanyang's burial sect was in the mountains not far from here. Wang Dashi thought: Mr. Nanyang's father's dream disturbance should be related to the bizarre things they said.

Hearing this, Wang Dashi fell into deep thought, he didn't know what to do, and asked about the situation in detail.

This group of people said everything they could say, and there was a legend of the snake spirit among them, which caused Wang Dashi to be very worried.

The legend of the snake spirit?

When Wang Dashi and the others heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked again, presumably things were complicated, no wonder Mr. Nanyang went down the road, visited various sects, and asked for help.

At this time, the old man in the cave came out, and at this moment he had an extra booklet in his hand, which was very old, and the handwriting was sloppy and blurred, and it seemed to be very old. The old man of Muqiu coughed twice and spoke to the group of people who came: "A few people must have been wondering about the legend of the snake spirit, so they can't help but let the old man tell him about the local snake spirit. - Well, the old man has lived to be ninety-nine years old, and he has heard and seen too much, so he has recorded all the strange legends about the local area in this booklet, and if you don't dislike it, let the old man tell you some stories about snakes that once happened in the local area, and it may be helpful to you. ”

The group of people suddenly realized that the old man who spoke was the old man of Muqiu they were looking for, and they all immediately knelt down.