The old monk looks quite old, and the wind under his feet is more stable than that of ordinary young people, but after going up the mountain for a hundred meters, Jing Ming takes the initiative to bow down to the wind, and tries his best to follow and does not force him to go up the mountain with him.

The old mountain to the halfway up the mountain, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, from the original shrubs to a pure red sea of roses, the young man's eyes lit up at the same time, his expression was not only a little strange to look at the old monk, thinking: "The world knows that the rose is a thing of love between young men and women, the best symbol of love in the red dust, if this mountain forest is planted this orchid road, it is nothing, since the secret praise master is so elegant, is this monk is a false serious, or is also a love hurt person, and can not wait for the favorite woman to change her mind, so she has to step into the empty door?"

The young man's meaningful gaze was not disguised.

The old monk looked calm, and put his hands together to explain the reason, it turned out that this sea of flowers was related to this old mountain, and it was also related to the Hongming old master who was almost about to soar to success.

Everyone in the world knows that Qingshan has a total of five veins, namely Chongwu, Tianguang, Chiyu, Huangqi, Laoshan, among the five veins, the Taoist inheritance of Laoshan is the shortest, so far it is only five hundred years of history, and the three hundred years of Qingshan that are almost inactive are removed, and the remaining two hundred years are like a child for a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is very young.

The original name of the old mountain was Blue Bridge, and it was not originally in the boundary of this Qingshan Mountain Range.

Legend has it that there is such a pair of young men and women, they have been childhood sweethearts, love and affection, in the local is respected and envied fairy couple, both sides of the family are very agreed to such a marriage, both sides to the age of marriage, the matchmaker has gone through the motions to set such a family affair, between the two but a paper marriage contract can be the long-term loving couple, when the spring flowers bloom, young men and women in love have the custom of meeting in spring, the two meet not far from the Blue Bridge Mountain, the woman came as promised, but the man who has always been trustworthy has not arrived after the agreed long time, the woman waited until the sun went down。

When the old monk said this, Jing Ming picked a rose and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, the rose has no big fragrance, the color is warm, and it is praised by the world for its good looks. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and quietly watched the young man brag.

Jing Ming's eyes glared at him with joy, and he said strangely: "Isn't that the case, it's all written in the books?"

"Amitabha, good, good," the old monk shook his head after singing the Buddha's name, and said, "Donor, the legend that the old man said is true. ”

The old monk did not have an appetite and continued.

When the young woman waited until the sun went down and saw that the man had not come, she was tired and hungry, and her belly was angry, so she rushed to the man's house in a rage.

The man's family originally liked this girl very much.

The family didn't give her a good look today.

On weekdays, the mother-in-law who looks at what she likes will not only scold her, but finally rushed up and slapped the girl, and it was no surprise that the father-in-law's man asked the housekeeper to kick her out.

It was raining heavily.

It's dark tonight.

The rain in the dark night was still cold.

The man kept his promise.

The man who kept the promise died, it turned out that on the way to the Blue Bridge Mountain when he was dressed up and went to the appointment of the Blue Bridge Mountain, the road was repairing the road and the mountain fell rocks and smashed the young man in a hurry to death, and the man's family thought that it was the woman who made an appointment with his son, which caused him to die, and they were angry with her.

The woman sat in the rain and was heartbroken.

In the heavy rain, the woman stumbled up, she did not go home but walked along the road to the Lanqiao Mountain to the road construction site, the old monk said to believe in the love of the world, the woman was very infatuated, and died on the stone that killed her father-in-law.

At this point in the story, Blue Bridge Mountain is still the same Blue Bridge Mountain.

Who knew that the woman's resentment did not disappear after her death, her soul was entrenched on the Blue Bridge Mountain, this girl was also a strange woman, she had not practiced martial arts, she somehow merged her soul with the spirit of the mountains and rivers, the messenger of the underworld was stunned that there was no way to hook her away, so the woman grew up day by day, and the resentment became more and more huge, and she hated the world because of her husband, and often haunted the surrounding villagers, and none of the workers who built the road survived, and they were all transferred by this woman to fall stones and beat them to death by cruel means.

After killing everyone, the woman couldn't relieve her anger, and began to intrude on the surrounding villages, and her resentment was so angry that she was pressed by heaven.

At that time, the imperial court had no choice but to ask for help from the warriors on the mountain.

The warrior came to suppress it, but was shocked to death by this woman.

At this time, Hongming Zhangjiao, who was far away in Qingshan, heard about this matter, and he rarely went out of the mountain in person, blocking the monk who led the order to kill the woman, and Hongming did not kill the woman after arriving at Lanqiao Mountain, but suppressed it with great martial arts, and was afraid that this person would simply uproot the mountain for trouble, and threw it around the Qingshan, and laid down the Taoist system on the mountain, and the roses will bloom on the Lanqiao Mountain every flower season, and you will hear the woman Lan Lan whispering love words when you lie down in front of the flowers, and say the love words of the old man with a white head

That's what 'Old Mountain' has. ’

Legend has it that when this mountain of roses was completely exhausted by the pine forest, it was also the time when the woman's resentment dissipated.

Jing Ming threw the roses back into the bushes and said, "This is also the reason why you chose to settle here, Master?"

There is only one old monk in Qingshan.

It is the 'Daokai' monk who went up the mountain more than 200 years ago with the intention of educating the three mountains, which is why Jing Ming will rest assured to follow this person up the mountain, this guy was a good person two hundred years ago, and now he can be transgender?

Before this monk came to Qingshan, except for Tianguang being occupied by soldiers, Chiyu being occupied by the three sects and nine streams, and Huangqi being occupied by the gambler brothers, there was still Chongwu and this old mountain left in the five veins, and anyone with a brain could see that Chongwu Mountain was much better than this old mountain, and the old monk did choose this place as a foothold, most of which was related to the resentful woman.

The old monk looked into the distance and said: "The old man first climbed the green mountain, the old mountain is full of roses, only one or two pine trees are left on the top of the mountain, Hongming old master once said, roses are all over the old mountain when this woman regains the day. ”

Telling the story, Jing Ming and the old monk did not stop, and rose nearly ten meters, the spectacular sea of flowers came suddenly, in front of him is the pine waves, the mountain wind blows to feel more calm, the old monk Zen can force the mountain of roses to only ten meters on the mountainside, enough to see his Buddhism profound.

The old monk took Jing Ming to the Zen monastery he had built single-handedly.

When he came in, the young man had paid attention to the surroundings, there was no trace of planting vegetables around, the only flat land was indiscriminately growing ginger seedlings, a circle of tea trees were planted around, there were two laurel trees and jujube trees in front of the courtyard, there was no other species to eat, when the young man was injured and lying on the bed, he had asked the little girl named Cui'er about this monk, and knew that their family would never send food to this monk, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is the legend true, the monk on the old mountain has reached the point of a land immortal, and he can not eat the grain?"

The old monk took Jing Ming to the tea room.

He sat down in front of the tea set and smiled.

Without opening his mouth, Jing Ming had already roughly understood, and the monk was saying, "Please forgive me, the donor, there is no other food here, only tea." ”

In Fengtian, Jingming once heard Yu Jingyang mention the tea su of the monk of the old mountain road, which was full of praise.

The old monk took out a paper bag from under the table, when he opened the tea fragrance, there was a sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers, if there was a mellow fragrance of red dates, the young man who climbed the mountain all the way was originally a little tired, and the fatigue disappeared after smelling the tea fragrance, and he was looking forward to the tea that had been put into the clay pot and occasionally turned over a bubble.

While the old monk was cleaning up the tea set, Jing Ming looked around, the tea room was very simple, so simple that there was only one table and two chairs, if it weren't for the four corners of the wall fixed with four nails on the white juan with the word 'tea Zen' written on it, who would know that this is the tea room.

Without the teenager admiring the old monk's determination more and more, such a bird can live in a place where it doesn't, and it is worthy of the existence that can boil the female ghost without any energy.

The tea cup was filled with amber tea soup, and the old monk pushed it in front of the young man and said, "Tea Su has the effect of calming and refreshing the body, please drink it slowly." ”

Jing Ming was not polite, picked up a shallow drink, the reader did not brag, the tea Su of the old mountain really deserved its name, smelled the fragrance of tea and was full of Shutai, experienced all kinds of things in Fengtian as a young man, caught and killed with people, and intrigued with people It can be said that it was hard to think hard, because there is no way to cultivate martial arts, and he is full of determination to go to this green mountain to get the heart of Jianshan, but he didn't even want to go to the first layer of Jianshan, and it is impossible to say that there is no loss at all.

The wind blows through the mountains and forests.

Pine waves.

Tranquility with the fragrance of roses.

Jing Ming, who has never practiced Buddhism, not only likes the tranquility of this long-time green lantern.

The monk took a sip, he didn't disturb the young man's artistic conception, and when he opened his eyes, he said why he went down the mountain to find him: "There are thousands of guests in front of the Buddha, there is only one person, donor, my Buddha is destined for you, I don't know if I want to be a person with a green lantern?"

Jing Ming took a sip of tea.

The taste of tea melts in the mouth.

Tea is meant to circulate in the heart.

"My Buddha is compassionate," was Jing Ming's first sentence.