Chapter 227: Immortals Are Monkeys

Everyone looked at the peak, and several people said worriedly:

"The rope is only half of the mountain, and the rest can't be climbed. ”

Leng Yuhu said: "Don't worry. Turning around, he said to Yang Xiaoxia:

"Now, it's up to you. ”

Yang Xiaoxia understood what to do and replied, "Yes." ”

Leng Yuhu handed the remaining circle of long rope to Yang Xiaoxia. Yang Xiaoxia carried the rope on her back, climbed towards the peak, climbed halfway up the mountain, and climbed up with the original rope. Everyone craned their necks to watch him climb to the peak.

In half a day, everyone's neck was a little painful, some people couldn't help but beat the back of their necks with their hands, which could relieve the pain a little, and some had to lower their heads, and then raise their heads to look at the sky. But no one left. A few young people simply lay down on the grass, looking at the peak like this, but it was much easier and more comfortable.

Yang Xiaoxia had already climbed to the long knife, wrapped her legs around the rope, and put the long arrow on the bowstring, and the other end of the long arrow was already tied to the long rope. Yang Xiaoxia kicked on the stone wall with her foot, and the person had already swung away, landed on the stone wall again, and kicked again, this time swinging farther. In this way, after swinging a few times, Yang Xiaoxia finally saw a stone crack. Kicking again, the person was already in mid-air, Yang Xiaoxia saw the opportunity, and shot an arrow, like a meteor, straight into the sky, not biased or oblique, just shot into the crack in the stone.

Yang Xiaoxia dropped her bow and slipped down the long rope. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he said:

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. ”

Leng Yuhu looked at everyone and asked, "Who climbs up?" ”

You look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to say that they are willing to go up. Don't look at them at the bottom of the peak and worship for a year or two, if you really want to ask them to go up, none of them have the guts.

Looking at the towering peaks, these people were terrified, they never dared to go up, they hoped that the gods would come down the mountain, stroke his head, and give him the art of immortality.

After looking at each other for a while, everyone looked at Leng Yuhu in unison.

Leng Yuhu looked at Zhang Jinhua and smiled, and said, "Brother Zhang, go up and invite the immortals down." ”

Zhang Jinhua said: "Yes." ”

Zhang Jinhua stopped, climbed to the peak, climbed the long rope, and climbed straight up like an ape, and in a short time, he climbed under the clouds.

The people at the foot of the peak finally couldn't bear it anymore, so they all lay down on the grass, staring up at the sky with wide eyes.

Zhang Jinhua climbed halfway, rested for a while, and then climbed another long rope. Zhang Jinhua was thin and small, and she had done a good job, her hands were folded, and she soon got into the clouds, only to see a shadow dangling in the clouds.

With a fearless spirit, Zhang Jinhua finally climbed to the top of the peak. On the top of the peak, there is a flat slope of half a circle, Zhang Jinhua was bold and walked up the flat slope, he didn't dare to look down the mountain, let alone wave down the mountain.

And the people below saw that he had reached the top of the mountain, and they cheered below. Zhang Jinhua heard the cheers, panicked, he stood on his heels, steadied his mind, and walked forward with his support to the stone wall. There is a hole in front of the peak, which is thought to be the place where the gods dwell.

Zhang Jinhua's heart couldn't help but pound, and she could hear the heartbeat. He stood for a long time, stabilized his mind, and walked towards the cave step by step, and after more than thirty steps, the cave finally appeared in front of him. This is a naturally formed cave, there is no trace of an axe and chisel, and a white-robed immortal is facing inward, lying on his side in the fairy cave.

Zhang Jinhua slowly bent her legs, knelt in front of the immortals, did not dare to make a sound, and waited quietly for the immortals to wake up, but the immortals were testing their sincerity. But after waiting for a while, the immortal didn't move, let alone take a look at the mortal who had worked hard to climb up from the bottom of the mountain.

Zhang Jinhua was obviously a little anxious to wait, he stood up cautiously, tried to take a step forward, the immortal did not move, and took another step forward, but the immortal still did not move. Zhang Jinhua watched as he took two steps, and he was almost in front of the immortal, but the immortal was still motionless. Zhang Jinhua slowly squatted down, ready to call for a long sleeper.

The immortal was lying on his side, with snow-white hair all over his body, Zhang Jinhua suddenly felt that the immortal was so kind and warm, just like his own relatives, he couldn't help but touch the immortal with his hand, but the immortal did not move. Zhang Jinhua had the courage for a while, and pushed the immortal with his hand, and the immortal moved and stopped, and the movement was still the force of his own hand.

Zhang Jinhua touched it with his hand, the immortal was cold all over his body, and he was already stiff, and he turned the immortal open with his hand, and the immortal had already closed his eyes and passed away. Zhang Jinhua stood up, the white clouds next to the peak flew across, the heavenly wind hunted, and the immortals had abandoned the prosperous world and despised the mortals who did evil in the world.

Zhang Jinhua stood on the peak, looking sideways to the west and sighing. The people under the peak looked at the auspicious clouds on the peak, thinking that Zhang Jinhua was communicating with the immortals, maybe he had traveled west with the immortals. The crowd waited impatiently and shouted in unison:

"Zhang Daxia, come down. ”

"Zhang Daxia, have you seen the immortals?"

"Zhang Daxia, why don't you say a word. ”

"Zhang Daxia, you beckon. ”

"Zhang Daxia, don't abandon us. ”

"Zhang Daxia, you have to take us with you. ”

Zhang Jinhua stood on the peak, although the peak was high and the wind was surging, he still heard the chorus of everyone under the mountain. Zhang Jinhua bent down and grabbed the immortal, and as soon as his hand was raised, the immortal fell down the peak.

The immortal fell down like a white cloud, and landed on a green grass, and everyone ran forward, trembling:

"How do you throw the immortals down!"

"If you provoke the immortals, you will be punished. ”

Someone stepped forward to hug the immortal, and cried, "My immortal......"

"No, it's not an immortal. ”

"Also, not like an immortal, but an ape. ”

"Yes, it's an ape. ”

"It's an old ape, you see it's white-haired. ”

Leng Yuhu laughed and said, "Where is an immortal, it's an old monkey." You worship him every day. ”

After a while, Zhang Jinhua also slipped down the long rope.

The crowd gathered around him and asked him what was the matter? He said, "Where there is any immortal, it is an old monkey." Now that it is dead, I will throw it down, lest you not believe. ”

"Hey, after a long time, it turned out to be a monkey. ”

"It's really unlucky, I've been trapped on this island for a year or two, just for this monkey. ”

"Isn't it, I've been worshipping this old monkey for two years. ”

"Although there are no immortals, this germinating immortal grass is real. ”

At this time, Zhao Xuewen, Huang Banguo, and Director Liu all opened their mouths: "It's true, I have black hair on my bald head." How is it not true?"

"Let's go back to the land, and we can make a fortune with this germination and black hair fairy grass. ”

"Who's to say it's not, let's go now and go back to the mainland. ”

The reason why Leng Yuhu and the others wanted to find a way to climb to the top was to break everyone's superstitions, and second, to let them also see some capable people on their side, so that they would have fear in their hearts, lest they get on the boat and sabotage secretly.

Now, both groups of people are going to get on the ship, and they can't wait. Leng Yuhu and a few others said the rules, and everyone naturally had no objections, first took a boat to the east, arrived at Qixing Island, and then took a boat to return to the mainland, although a few people did not want to go east, what was the use of staying on this island? Could it be that there was another monkey immortal on the island?

Both groups were scattered on four large boats, filled with fairy grass, brought fresh water, and at the sound of an order, the big ship pulled up its sails and sailed eastward.

After walking four or five miles away on the sea, there are still people who turn their heads to look at the fairy island, after all, they have lived on the island for one or two years, and the island carries their own dream of becoming an immortal, although the dream is shattered, and they are about to leave, it is still somewhat nostalgic.

Suddenly, on the peak, that is, on the ethereal peak, a white-clothed immortal appeared, as if he was waving to the people on the sea, and the people on the boat became excited, chaotic, and screamed, wanting to respond to the call of the immortal.