Chapter 293: Ascending Hangu Mountain
Li Shuishan approached and said: "There are always some things in the world that will make you obsessed with them, no matter how impactful the words of others are, how much they make you ponder, but they can't make you break this heart forever, you can choose to take a look." But..... Do not expose this place, which your ancestors fought for you to preserve. ”
The vixen turned her head sadly, stepped aside, and sighed at the waves drifting in the lake, for it really wanted to be like the wind blowing the water, and freedom was indeed what every bound creature needed.
"Yes, but I think we can't understand what our ancestors left us, maybe because of the closure here. There was nothing wrong with that, but it was our clumsiness. ”
Li Shuishan grinned slightly, "You call yourself clumsy? There are very few stupid people in the world, and they are all self-proclaimed! You must know how many capable people have gone to the mountains to hide in the mountains, all because of their own talents. If you don't fully grasp what is in the scroll, and you don't have your own understanding, you are not clumsy. If you are stupid, then you can still pick up the book and figure it out word by word? If you are stupid, can you meditate on the mysteries of the outside world?"
"It's just superficial stuff, and it's not much to think about. The fox spirit shook her head and said, the pink clothes she was wearing were slightly well-behaved, but there was a strong murderous aura in Li Shuishan's eyes, and there was a power in her body that was not opened, which seemed to be sealed in her body by his ancestors. The usefulness of this power may be for it to get out of this place according to its own state of mind, or it may be to resist the war of the outside world.
Li Shuishan only glanced at it a few times, then looked into the distance and asked lightly, "Can I ask you a few questions?"
The fox spirit rejoiced: "Senior, please speak." ”
Li Shuishan said slowly: "The first question is your title, the difference between male and female, the second question is the situation of Hangu Mountain, and the third question is whether your ancestors are sacrificial spirits?"
The fox spirit didn't feel strange when he heard the first two questions, but when he heard the third question, his body shook suddenly, and his eyes looked at the demonic young man in a purple robe in the moonlight in horror, "Senior, how do you know that the ancestor of the younger generation is a sacrifice spirit?"
Li Shuishan said lightly: "You can actually not answer this question, fortunately, the person who asked the question is me, I have no greed for you, if you meet a greedy monk who is good at hiding, your life will be lost long ago." ”
The vixen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said lightly: "Thank you seniors for reminding me." I'll answer the first question from my predecessors first, you can call me Demon Seven. Because I have six eldest brothers, all of whom died in an inexplicable disaster, and I am the only one who survived by my ancestors. I'm a female banshee, maybe because of my fur and love for the color of my clothes, so many spirits look at me a little weirdly. ”
Li Shuishan smiled evilly.
"I didn't inherit any of my father's abilities, and I didn't even discover some simple natal abilities, so I'm a little ashamed that they saved my life. The hope of my life is only to protect this place safely, and not let the monks and demons outside find out. The moment I finally died, I walked out of here and was buried in the place of my dreams. ”
After Li Shuishan heard this, he didn't laugh or speak, just looked calmly into the distance.
"Senpai, did you say I was right?"
Li Shuishan nodded, then shook his head again, and Demon Qi sighed and pondered for a while, it had already thought of such a result, if it hadn't been for no one to tell, it would have spoken to a spirit who had a heart, but it couldn't!
More burdens. He wants to maintain the appearance of his ancestors, has responsibilities and responsibilities, and the majesty in indifference is what he has been learning.
It smiled reluctantly, and said: "I won't talk about this matter anymore, the second question that my predecessors asked me is this mountain, Hangu Mountain." ”
"This mountain has a long history, and my ancestors have lived here for more than ten generations. The main thing is that there is a water source, and the water here is melted by the cold snow on the mountain, sweet and delicious, and it also contains abundant aura, which is the best tonic for us. We only live at the foot of the mountain, we dare not go up the mountain, I have been to the middle of the mountain, there are the bones of my father's death, we have ancestral teachings, and we can't go up the mountain, otherwise I think it is unfilial. ”
Li Shuishan turned around and listened to it quietly.
"Ancestor, there is no source on the mountain, only the flying snow, and the broken cold sword, this mountain should be the magic weapon of the monk, with the flooding of the years, it has long become a mountain. The sword, probably accompanied by the chill of the snow, fell somewhere. By the way, this mountain has a lot of ancient spirits, and there is a mountain god grandfather, I don't know if it is gone. If you're going up the mountain, be careful. ”
"If so, if you see the corpses of my ancestors, please, please cover a little more cold snow.... Thank you!"
Li Shuishan had some sympathy in his heart, and got up with a sigh, "I can promise this matter." I set out at dawn, I don't know what is on the mountain, but fate makes me want to meet him, presumably, he will wait for me. ”
The vixen knelt on the ground and bowed.
Li Shuishan didn't say much, accompanied it to watch the moonlight for a while, walked back to the small hole slowly, fiddled with the peach wood sword for a while, rested until dawn, patted the robe on his body, and muttered: "The time here makes me have a sense of fading, one day outside, here is like three days, and that week's time, I am equivalent to having twenty-one days." Two days and months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the remaining time is only a dozen days. ”
"I don't know why Shan Quan Ancestor is so urgent? It doesn't take much time for a Dry Cicada Daoist to adapt to his body, and I always feel a little weird. It's supposed to be me. ”
After meditating until dawn, he got up and went out to see the remnants of the sun, and lightly instructed the many spirits reading books in the cave: "Cultivation pays attention to fate, you can understand that it is the will of heaven, but there are good and good. Protect yourselves, and do not seek to kill. ”
After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the hole, and the vixen watched the young man's back disappear with tears in his eyes, and said to it politely with a fist in his fist: "Take care." If you want to see it in the future, it is fate. ”
When the two backs disappeared, Li Shuishan saw a winding path up the mountain, and the path was staired at intervals, which were lightly built with blue-black stones, and then caressed with a thin layer of moss.
If it weren't for Li Shuishan's sharp eyes, seeing the pits smashed by drops of rain on the road, as well as the twisted stone edges, he would really think that someone had walked through it not long ago.
Reaching the second stone staircase, he stopped and looked up at the snowflakes falling overhead.
"Six-petal snow. He smiled slightly.
It's been a long time since I've seen the familiar six-petal flower, and when I think of the bitterness of the five-petal snowflake, his heart is flooded with memories of the ordinary life a long time ago, what was he like at that time?
He didn't want to leave here and fell in love with this place, but the world waits for no one, and in the few breaths he squinted, the daffodils behind him shivered, and he didn't seem to be very interested in this place.
Indeed, there are no living creatures here, even the flowers and plants are frozen into ice sculptures, which shatter at the slightest touch. The dust of the stone steps that reached halfway up the mountain weighed under the snowflakes, and there was not a single footprint, and the spirits below the mountain did not dare to take a step up the mountain, and this was their forbidden place.
Li Shuishan walked up the third and fourth steps, his steps were very steady, when he saw the first corpse bone, he stopped and looked at it for a while, it couldn't see what kind of spirit bones it was, the head that could be seen the most obvious features was weirdly half left, and the convex bone surface of the face was not left at all, flat.
Li Shuishan said lightly: "This mountain is a little weird, no wonder their ancestors didn't let them go up the mountain." ”
He gently picked up a layer of snow and sprinkled it on the bones, and after walking for a short time, he looked at another corpse bone, and later, more, there may be the ancestral bones that Demon Qi asked him to find, sighed, rolled up the wind and snow in the distance, when she used the aura of the dantian, there was a force in the resistance, and with a muffled sound, a pile of snow dispersed. Immediately, his footsteps pulled away, he stood firm, and after looking around, his sleeve rolled up against the snow, buckled, and gently sprinkled it on the bones.
One time was obviously not enough, it waited for a while, and the snow in the sky was heavy, and with a wave of his hand rolling up his sleeves, a second wave was sprinkled.
Seeing that all the bones were sunk under the snow, he bowed respectfully and continued to go up the mountain, but he still had some regrets in his heart, even if it was a dead spirit, he was a very powerful existence in his lifetime, what did the white bones represent?
The monks are not the same, in the end, I am afraid that they will all be buried in loess, and their bones will be white.
But isn't that the case with the pursuit of the road, and no one comes to mourn you? The so-called "where is home"? The best answer is to be at home.
The moment Li Shuishan raised his footsteps, a killing intent erupted from the snowdrift in the distance, facing him.
And before he could find out what it was, this killing intent suddenly disappeared, this is not the first time, in the pavilion on the other side of the lake before, that coercion is exactly this feeling, it can't be wrong, so he shouted loudly: "If it is a ruined cold sword, you don't have to hide, come out and let me see it." Let me see how arrogant your previous master was!"
The reverberating sound came to the mountain, slowly from the bottom to the top, after a long time, Li Shuishan frowned, his voice was a little loud, causing an avalanche, he grabbed his sleeve, frowned, his hand fell into the air, and was slapped down the steps by the snow, one arm that was blown water to become longer grabbed it, and the other arm held the big stone, exhaling and shouting: "It's really unlucky, I have never encountered this kind of avalanche in my life, and I encountered it today." ”
"Hold on," he shook it hard, slapped Li Shuishan to the steps, Li Shuishan pulled off his robe, grabbed the storage bag from his waist, shook his head and said: "I forgot, the robe given by the master is rotten, hey, how to explain? ”
He grabbed the Reverse Scale Boy Sword from inside, and when the sword was in his hands, he was very happy, as if there was a force that sealed his breath, causing the sword to fall into a deep sleep, preventing it from waking up and destroying the storage bag.
After drawing his sword, he stuck it on the ground, raised his head and said softly, "There is a bigger avalanche coming." ”
Blowing narcissus ahh