Chapter 162: A Sight of the Plum Blossom Fairy
This woman's face was innocent, her eyes were like lanterns, and the dim wind and clouds rolled up, revealing a small chain on her wrist with the light of a silver bracelet, pulling the green snake tail suit on her body, and speaking lightly, which instantly plunged Li Shuishan into ice and snow, and had to respectfully say: "Senior, junior Li Shuishan, is a disciple of Zangfeng, accidentally fell here, and it is indeed a little inappropriate to disturb the senior." β
She looked at Li Shuishan with a calm face, took a step forward, and the ice wind spread with it, Li Shuishan looked down, this person was barefoot, and said forcefully: "You are actually a disciple of an old madman, he hasn't accepted new people for a long time." What happened to you that you landed on my turf?"
Li Shuishan smiled, "After all, I have just entered the Tibetan Peak not long ago, and there are some things to go to the Spring Peak this time, but unfortunately I have a greedy desire to see the delicacy of the peaks, but unfortunately I was cut by a gust of wind and the sword was not properly controlled, so I disturbed the seniors." β
Her eyes were slightly raised with the light of longing, but in Li Shuishan, it looked like a bright lamp slowly rising, and the cold ice below showed the situation of the stars holding the moon, where would there be any gentleness at all, as for whether the heart was warm, it was still worth thinking about in his mind.
She spoke: "It's interesting, but the disciples of the old madman are either crazy or collapsed. It's not that I deny you, I've known her for a long time, and this person is quite joking and drunk. When the wind and rain are good, he can steal food and beat his teeth, and he can be solemn and upright but his movements are rough. Doing any small thing can make a big thing, and ignoring the big thing is too good. β
Li Shuishan said euphemistically: "There are still some reasons for the title of the old madman, but human nature is incomprehensible, and he can't go against it, or he has an unknown experience, and every family has a story that is difficult to tell!"
She twisted her brows, Chu Chu was moving, and said eloquently: "Come and sit inside, I haven't seen the juniors of Zhufeng for a long time, see that you can say some words, just to relieve my boredom." β
Li Shuishan couldn't refuse, so he had to follow her footsteps and walk in.
In the fog on this vigorous peak, walking in it is like entering a narrow cave, but all of it is cold ice condensation, and the three-foot ticking echo in it is delicate and silky in the ears, full of charm, the woman does not wear shoes, but there is a sound of ice hitting the ground when walking barefoot, and his feet do not write rubbing the ice surface, and there is some slippery.
The scenery that re-enters the eye is magnified from a small size to a wide and cheerful atmosphere.
There is a plum cloud mist in it, the wind of the rain pavilion, the reflection of the sunlight falls in it, it is constantly stir-fried in it, the same is ripe and fragrant, of course, the ice and snow are indispensable, the snow is strange, a huge stone that opens up fireworks digs out a first-class flowing water curtain, quite like a place to linger and forget to return.
What caught his attention the most was the plum blossoms, a few small trees hanging down to the ground, but the roots below were pressed by ice and snow, as if a quilt kicked to warm, and the plum blossoms that bloomed were extraordinarily beautiful.
At her invitation, Li Shuishan sat respectfully in the corner of the stone table, with his back facing the plum blossoms, and then she asked: "I see that you like Mei, I don't know if you have ever seen Mei?"
Li Shuishan said honestly, "Of course I have seen it." β
"And what do you like about Mei?"
Li Shuishan thought for a moment and replied: "Mei has a variety of meanings, the most exemplary is unyielding, tenacious heart, if you talk about people in private, you can make a difference." β
She said with a smile: "Mei is free, Mei has regrets, Mei has no love, Mei is ruthless, Mei is not afraid, Mei is withered."
Fan, Mei Yingxue, Mei Huayuan, Mei Wufu, Mei Changlife, Mei Ping'an, Mei Beautiful, Mei Joy, Mei Shunsui, many. β
"Since ancient times, the atmosphere has not been right, and the ending is Mei. And sitting in your heart, what kind of plum will you choose?"
Li Shuishan chose one of the many meanings in it, but there was only one sentence of 'Taiping' in his heart, when the fish were plump, the flowers were fragrant and sweet, but peace was the choice, but some were not good for themselves, and he sighed and replied with a sigh: "I choose Taiping myself." β
"Why?" she asked.
"Taiping, for an indelible trace in my memory, I think of the signature 'Taiping Town'. There are many people, crispy bones, small fish diving, flowers and birds jumping, straw flying, thousands of miles of grass cattle children, catching fish and touching shrimp is not me and the like, the puppy loves water, but is always afraid of water, the fishing old man has nowhere to see the profound, the rain is more drifting, the lawn pavilion is shy and handsome and the man smiles politely, I lie and sleep on the top of the mountain, looking at the hanging bird, and drop my cliff waves.
I love it so much, I remember it vividly, but I also forget a lot. I can't even remember if the children from there will ever see each other again. β
At this time, the ice and snow melted into water, and his mind was extremely clear, and he could imagine many memories that he could forget.
The woman smiled as if she understood the sadness of the young man in front of her, and said: "Everyone has a feeling about Mei, just like I call 'Mei' 'beauty', beauty can be seen in any place, even if it is an abyss;
A person has hesitation and anxiety, joy and clarity, you are still young, where do you know so much, but the worry of growing up to be ChΓ©ng RΓ©n. β
Li Shuishan felt that it seemed reasonable, but he didn't know how old he was, and he heard that others were exchanging, from a young boy to a teenager, which means that he has grown up and changed his appearance a little.
He also wanted to have a little of ChΓ©ng RΓ©n's composure and calmness, so far he had not received too many thorns, full of curiosity and longing, and water chestnuts, what could be polished and rounded, as if he had not yet encountered it.
The woman told him a little more about the peaks, as for this wind and rain coincidence, the sword keepers of the sword peak are divided into three, on the peak, the sword spring, and the sword. Each operator's function is different, the division and telling of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and there are many small things about the lords of Zhufeng, which are very vivid and interesting, and the character of each of them is analyzed very clearly, as for the old madman, she shook her head no matter what she said, I don't know what she was afraid of.
The Everest can be divided into hundreds, in which every year there will be peaks exposed, there are peaks sinking, every time the ups and downs are called sword intentions, it is the anger and calm that belong to the sword of the mountain, but the lack of sword spirit becomes not so lively and exciting.
In most cases, the three sword keepers can hold down the mutation together, pinching the one-year-old and one-year-old of the day, and this sword is also bearing the power of the years.
Then when she said the Daoist, she obviously frowned, because she also knew that the lowest range of the Daoist was the peak of the Dao Transformation Realm, which was a path that almost cut off more than half of the monks, and many people died halfway or forever on the road to the pursuit of immortality and entered the Yellow Spring, reincarnated as a human.
There are a total of five Taoists from the peaks,
Among them, only the Wind Leader is still here, and as an existence that invigorates the heart of the monk, he guards the mystery of his sleeve. This is also the deliberate action of a group of monks on Mount Taibei, who are extremely reluctant to the people of Mount Everest, because they have the existence of the so-called supreme cultivators, impacting the sky.
The existence of Zhufeng seems to be to connect with the mortal dust, guiding the arrival of the monks, hoping that one day they can delve into the secret of the sword of the mountain, and thoroughly find out what the sword is, and where did the departed person go?
But only the Tibetan Peak is the most powerful of the peaks, because the soul that connects the heavens and the earth comes, and the forces of all parties are recruited to form a system, and since the exploration of the world inside, what she said so much is to tell Li Shuishan that he must shoulder the guidance from the old madman, enter the sword, and take a look at the power that belongs to the peaks, as well as countless mysterious realms.
She also resolutely understands that the stone of time is stubborn, and the sun and the moon need to rub it, and the brilliance inside it is revealed.
Li Shuishan's mood was depressed, he remembered his sad things, and said haggardly: "The words of the seniors, I see the difference above the Taibei Mountain of the peaks, but the sword keeper once told me that they seek to re-transform the mortal dust, instead of walking in the mortal dust, why is this?"
The woman picked up a leaf, carefully placed it in front of her, and said, "This matter has to be asked to the strongest person, don't guess secretly." β
When she smiled, she felt that things were not simple, but if she didn't guess clearly, it would cause a complicated mood, and she would be able to return in time.
Set up the snow on the flowers, lower the sneering eyebrows, the light rain will not come here, the old water flows but the snow melts, the sun is wanton, and the thin ice is not penetrated, if you want to ask this peak is slightly like the snow of the winter peak, she can ignore the sentence, "This place is my cave, it is to take advantage of this wind and rain to fall flowers, twist up the red plum flowers, called the plum blossom fairy." β
Li Shuishan had to be respectful, and said: "Plum Blossom Fairy, no wonder it is beautiful and colorful, and her temperament is cold. I wonder if it's from the mountain?"
She asked, "What is a mountain man?"
Li Shuishan replied with a smile: "On the Taibei Mountain, that winding vein. β
She shook her head and said bitterly: "The peaks on and below the Taibei Mountain are called Taibei Mountain, and I sit in the peaks, where did I become a mountain person? "
Li Shuishan said: "It's me who feels wrong, I've seen the catalogue pulled up by the sword keeper's sword book, and he told me." β
The plum blossom fairy smiled slightly, as if she was a little tired, and responded: "You go, I have said a lot today." However, you are easy to respect, a little bit of Taoist charm, but young and vigorous, old may have some achievements, when you are in the dust, you will have some improvement in patience, but the talent is the main, the success is successful, and the failure is white. β
Li Shuishan didn't stay, and was just about to leave, when he saw her stop, plucked a leaf from the nearby plum tree, put it in the palm of his hand, and instructed: "Give this leaf to your master, she will understand what I mean to him." β
He held it in the palm of his hand, and as soon as the cold wind blew from the mouth, he walked and galloped away, and when he left the so-called cave, a wave of nostalgia came, and sure enough, he loved the cold spirit even more, and he was even more disgusted with the wind of the heat wave.
In the distance, the Bright Sword Monk was a little cold to the figure that suddenly appeared, glanced at him with hatred, and rushed away to the clouds, and he also flew towards the Tibetan Peak.