Wei Qimu heard the sound and saw that there was a mountain island looming in the sea mist. The two of them drifted on the board of the boat for another half day, and finally approached the island. Looking closer, the face of the mountain island can be seen at a glance, and I can see that the mountains on the island are towering, and the highest point is about thirty or forty zhang. The island is lush and green, all of which are strange forests, and the stems are tall and the crown is large, and its name is not known. The northern part of this mountain island is also flat and open, and the further southeast it goes, the steeper it becomes, and the situation is terrifying.

Huang Zhen saw that the boat board was close to the island, so she was busy fiddling with the water waves of the boat board and leaned on the shore of the island. After the plank was anchored and stable, Huang Zhen got off the plank with Wei Qimu in his arms, and the two came to the island.

Huang Zhen said, "Qimu, let's rest on this island first, and then I'll spend a few days building a raft before rushing to Middle-earth. 」

Wei Qimu was noncommittal, now that his body and bones are declining, every time he gets worse, he feels more and more tired. He felt that he was afraid that he would die soon, so he could only let Huang Zhen arrange it.

Huang Zhen asked Wei Qimu to rest on the shore first, while he looked for shelter from the wind and rain along the foothills. The foothills are gentle in many places, forming a natural cave at the abrupt turn. The cave is wide, the ground is flat, and there are flowers and grass outside the cave, which is an excellent place to live. Huang Zhen placed Wei Qimu properly, and picked up some dead wood and weeds to make a pile of firewood. The flames flickered, gradually dispelling the cold of the past few days.

After everything was arranged, Huang Zhen smiled and said, "There are mountains and rivers, flowers and grasses here, and it has the feeling of 'painting the valley', what do you think?"

When Wei Qimu heard the words "Painting Wound Valley", what he thought of was Luo Injury, who claimed to be the "Painted Wound Valley Lord", and when he thought of Luo Injury, he would inevitably think of Huang Zhen's words that broke his heart that day - "I have someone else in my heart". It was this sentence that made Wei Qimu feel unbearable, and he wanted to die several times. And Wei Qimu's heartache, which had already healed, was also revealed again because of the three words "painting the valley of wounds". Under Wei Qimu's state of mind, he felt inexplicable and desolate.

Huang Zhen saw Wei Qimu's expression gloomy, his brows were sad, and he felt speechless, so he had to smile dumbly, leaning on Wei Qimu's shoulder, pretending not to know.

Early the next morning, Huang Zhen was in trouble. If you want to cut wood and build a raft, you have to go to the southeast of the island and find some strong fine logs. It's just that the mountains there are high and steep, and there is no road to follow, so Wei Qimu's appearance is categorically unstoppable. But if Wei Qimu is left alone in the cave, Huang Zhen is afraid that there will be some wild beasts and poisonous snakes on this island, if he breaks in, then Wei Qimu will not become food in their stomachs?

Just when Huang Zhen was in trouble, Wei Qimu said, "You go, I'm okay here. 」

Huang Zhen heard Wei Qimu's voice was old and weak, lifeless, and felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she couldn't be trapped on this desert island for a lifetime, and she didn't dare to delay for a moment. Huang Zhen only thought that he could make a raft earlier, so that he could rush back to Middle-earth one day earlier to lift the spell for Wei Qimu. Huang Zhen had no choice, so she had to make a fire at the entrance of the cave, and made a row of simple antlers to block the entrance of the cave, so she was reluctant to go.

Before leaving, Huang Zhen was still not at ease, and instructed again: "Qimu, you stay here for a while, and I will go back later." If there is danger, use this sword to protect yourself. As he spoke, he placed his "Wu Jue" twin swords beside Wei Qimu.

Wei Qimu's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

Huang Zhen knew that Wei Qimu was only afraid that she would not be able to lift the sword now, so she could only pray for God's blessing to bless Wei Qimu to be safe and sound. So, Huang Zhen took Wei Qimu's ink knife and went to the mountains to cut wood. Huang Zhen performed light skills and came to the mountains in the southeast of the island and began to select carefully. There are many trees and dense forests on the mountain, but there are few usable materials. Huang Zhen finally found a sturdy tree, and it was sunset. Huang Zhen hurriedly cut down the tree, cut off the branches and leaves, and moved back to the cave from the mountain. When we returned to the cave, the moonlight was already high. In this way, Huang Zhen came down in a day, but he just cut down a good tree.

On this day, Huang Zhen went to the mountains to cut wood again. The mountains are deep and dense, and Huang Zhen is going farther and farther. As I walked, I saw a huge stone platform floating out of thin air on the top of the mountain. Huang Zhen was surprised and came to the peak next to the stone slab. Originally, the stone platform was set between the two mountain peaks, because the top of the mountain was misty and misty, the rain and fog were hazy, and the mountain peak was hidden, and only the stone platform could be seen, which made people mistakenly think that the stone platform was floating out of thin air.

The stone platform is about the size of a square circle, half a foot thick, the stone platform is inlaid between the mountain peaks, it is like nature, and there is no trace of human chiseling and grinding. Under the stone platform is a naturally formed pool, the pool water is connected with the seawater, and the sea breeze blows a burst of waves, and there is a hidden water sound echo.

Huang Zhen performed light skills and jumped on the stone platform, and saw that the stone platform was as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of dust or a wisp of moss. Huang Zhen sat cross-legged on it, only to feel a gentle cool air coming from the stone platform, which made her refreshed, her thoughts calm, and all her worries and anxieties were left out of the nine heavens. When the clouds and mist dispersed a little, Huang Zhen found that there were four big characters carved on each of the stone peaks on both sides. The stone peak on the right is engraved with the words "Bed with Clouds", and the stone peak on the left is engraved with the words "Diaoyu Terrace". The eight characters are written squarely, like a subordinate and like Kai, the handwriting is ancient and simple, horizontal and vertical, like a child's book, but there is an indescribable profound artistic conception.

Huang Zhen secretly thought: "This person sleeps with clouds and fishes on the edge of the cliff, but it is a good Yaxing ......" and then exclaimed: "There are words on the peak, which shows that this is not an island without people, and this is not a nameless island......

Huang Zhen was surprised, looked back and forth at those eight words, and suddenly said, "This word...... It looks like it's written with your fingers!"

It turns out that the strokes of the word are exactly one finger thick, and there are fine lines intertwined vertically and horizontally on the handwriting, which are the lines on the fingertips!

Huang Zhen said in her heart, "What kind of skill should it be to be able to easily write these eight words on this stone peak with your fingers?"

You must know that it is not difficult for the masters of the rivers and lakes to leave traces on the stones, but it is not simple to write on the stone pinnacles like this on the paper silk, and leave an extremely profound artistic conception. Yes, the martial arts of the person who left the word has definitely reached its peak.

As soon as she thought of this, Huang Zhen turned to rejoice. If there was such a master on this island, maybe that person could save Wei Qimu's life? She didn't care whether this master of writing was still alive, and she didn't care that Wei Qimu was a spell rather than an ordinary injury, so she quickly turned back all the way.

Huang Zhen was full of confidence, returned to Wei Qimu's side, and told him about the discovery of the stone platform and the words on the stone peak.

Wei Qimu listened and said, "I didn't expect that there are people from Middle-earth on this overseas desert island. 」

From then on, Huang Zhen began to search for traces of the master on the island. However, Huang Zhen almost turned the entire island upside down, and did not find half a figure. Don't talk about human figures, but there are no traces left by people. There are some deep pits and caves, all of which have been uninhabited. It seems that those eight words have existed since the beginning of heaven and earth.

Wei Qimu said: "This is the will of heaven, you can't force it. Shi'er, I feel that my time is short, but I want to go to the place where "the couch of the clouds and the platform of fishing" to see, and also be an idle and lazy person. 」

Huang Zhen couldn't bear it when she heard this, so she carried Wei Qimu and took Wei Qimu onto the stone platform. Wei Qimu stood on the stone platform, just a breeze came, his green shirt fluttering, hunting in the wind, in the clouds and mist, like an immortal.

Wei Qimu only felt that his mind was clear on the stone platform, and his spirit was also a little more perked, and he suddenly said, "Shi'er, do you say that there are fish in this pool?"

Huang Zhen said: "Since this platform is called 'Fishing Platform', how can there be no fish?"

Wei Qimu said, "I don't think there are any fish in this pool, why don't we take a gamble?"

Huang Zhen laughed and said, "Then what are you going to bet on?"

Wei Qimu said: "If there are fish in the pool, I will obey you in the future, and I will never say anything. 」

Huang Zhen smiled, "Okay, what if there are no fish in the pool?"

Wei Qimu said, "If there are no fish in the pool, you have to answer me for one thing. 」

Huang Zhen looked down from the stone platform and said, "Don't say one, even ten and a hundred pieces. But how do you know if there are fish in the pool?"

After speaking, I panicked in my heart. Sure enough, Wei Qimu had already jumped off the stone platform! In mid-air, Wei Qimu's weak and old voice came: "I'll see if there are any fish for you......

The waterhole was twenty or thirty zhang away from the stone platform, and Wei Qimu jumped down with this appearance now, where could he still live? Huang Zhen was in a hurry, so he had to jump down as well.

Wei Qimu and Huang Zhen fell into the water one after another. After Wei Qimu fell into the water, he lost consciousness and fainted. Huang Zhen relied on her deep internal strength, and stubbornly withstood the power of the fall, and scooped up Wei Qimu. When she was about to take Wei Qimu out of the waterhole, she found that there was a hole under the waterhole to avoid the water.

Huang Zhen's mind turned sharply, and she simply took Wei Qimu into the water cave. The cave house was very simple, but it was square, with no beds, no seats, no tables and no chairs, but it looked like a prison cell. The stone walls on all sides are mottled, except for a bronze oil lamp, which shines with an eternal glimmer.

Huang Zhen woke Wei Qimu up, looked around the water cave again, and shouted, "Qimu, look at the words on that wall!"

When Wei Qimu heard the sound, he saw a text written on the stone wall: "The poor monk Vinaya is true, in order to spread Buddhism in the country of Fusang, naturalize all the people outside the territory, and cross the East China Sea five times. Unexpectedly encountered a storm, and was alone on the island for several months. Trapped on this island for a long time, I occasionally see this platform, this pond and this cave, and it is appropriate to understand Buddhism. Yu visited the Buddha on the stage for one month, visited the Buddha in the pool for one month, and visited the Buddha in the cave for one month, until he was blind and realized Dafa. There is no long thing left, and there is a volume of Shaolin's "Washing the Marrow Sutra", a pill of the Washing Marrow Pill, and leaving it in this hole to wait for those who are destined for my Buddha. 」

After the two of them finished looking, Wei Qimu said, "It turned out to be Master Jianzhen, I never thought that he was also trapped on this island. 」

Huang Zhen said: "This "Washing the Pulp Sutra" is the supreme martial art of Shaolin, Shaolin is a line of Zen Buddhism, and Master Jianzhen is a line of Vinaya, how can this scripture be in his hands?"

Wei Qimu said: "I have heard for a long time that there are two supreme martial arts in the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, one is the "Yijin Sutra" and the other is the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", both of which were created by the Shaolin Dharma Patriarch. Later, Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty destroyed the Buddha, Shaolin bore the brunt, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was also burned, and the whereabouts of the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" are unknown, and I don't want to go into the hands of Master Jianzhen of Vinaya. 」

Huang Zhen took a closer look through the blue light, and there was a dusty wooden box under the stone wall. Huang Zhen opened the wooden box, and inside it was a scripture with a blue cover and a white vial. Huang Zhen first picked up the scripture and flipped through it, and saw that it was written in Sanskrit, and said, "Presumably this is the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", but unfortunately it is all Sanskrit, and I don't recognize it, do you recognize it?"

Wei Qimu shook his head slightly.

Huang Zhen picked up the white vial again and looked at it, it was no more than two inches high, and it was painted with a crimson blooming lotus flower. Huang Zhen pulled the cork, and a medicinal fragrance spewed out, instantly filling the entire water hole.

Huang Zhen poured the pill inside into her hand, and found that the pill was only the size of a finger, but the whole body was crystal clear, shining, and had a rich and unrelenting aroma.

Huang Zhenxi said: "This is the 'Pulp Cleansing Pill'? Since it has the name of 'Pulp Cleansing', it may be useful to you. 」

Wei Qimu said, "You know...... I'm a spell......

Huang Zhen said, "Even if you can't lift the spell, if you can help you wash your marrow and change your bones, you may be able to restore your martial arts......

Wei Qimu said, "I feel that my time is short, what can I do if I recover my martial arts? Why waste such treasures, you can keep them. 」

Despite Huang Zhen's persuasion, Wei Qimu just refused to agree, and finally simply sat down against the wall, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Huang Zhen saw that Wei Qimu was so stubborn, and he didn't follow it, he frowned at the distant mountain, and said angrily: "Wei Qimu, can you not be so childish, you know that you close your eyes and keep your mouth, and you are still a big husband?

Wei Qimu was reprimanded by Huang Zhen, his heart was unhappy, and he became stubborn, and said, "I have a rotten life, and I am not worthy of being missed; 」

Huang Zhen was anxious and remorseful when she heard this, and she didn't feel tears in her eyes. After a while, she persuaded again: "Qimu, Fang is not good for me, you should just eat this 'Cleansing Pill' for me, okay?"

Wei Qimu still closed his eyes and did not answer.

Huang Zhen waited for a while, and when she saw that Wei Qimu was still motionless, she leaned in front of Wei Qimu, brought the "Cleansing Pill" to his lips, and said softly, "Just open your mouth, I'll feed you." 」