Kunlun stretches for thousands of miles, is known as the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, there are twin peaks in the extreme west, a fairy cloud, a heavenly capital, the immortal capital faction is located in Zi, hence the name.

On the nineteenth day of July of this year, Qi Yunhe returned to the foot of Tiandu Peak with five trial disciples, and it had been a full eleven days since he set off from Huyangdu.

The twilight is getting thicker, the fairy clouds and the sky are like towering giants, holding the crumbling starry sky, the mountain wind whimpering, the cold invades the bones, and there is no one in the four corners, only five miserable white stone rooms, leaning against the cliffs, silent.

Qi Yunhe pointed to the first stone room in the east, and said: "That one is a firewood room, rice, noodles, vegetables and vegetables are sent by month, a fire is made in front of the stove for cooking, firewood is piled up behind the stove, there is a water tank in the corner behind the door, how much firewood and water are used, how much is played, if you want to eat meat, there is game in the mountains, find your own way, but remember one point, you can't step into Xianyun Peak half a step." ”

"The remaining four stone rooms, arranged according to Yang, Ming, Tibetan, and Yingzi, next to the firewood room is Yangzi, which has been empty for several years, don't worry about it, the disciples of the other two veins of the Ming and Tibetan numbers will arrive in a few days, the old Taoist vein has always settled in the Yingzi, the westernmost one, you settle down first, and when the rest of the trial disciples have arrived, they will greet you together. ”

Song Ji listened to it and thought: "Neither according to Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, nor according to Yuan Henry Zhen, what is the origin of Yangming Zangying?" He stabbed Song Qi and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why Yangming Zangying?" Song Qi went to school at the same time as him, and the books he read were the same, and after thinking about it, he shook his head.

Qi Yunhe's apprentices looked over one by one and instructed: "I'm tired all the way, let's go and rest." Zhilan, seventeen, you are old, take care of it more, what to wait for in advance, and wait for the old way to come. ”

The two agreed, Qi Yunhe waved his hand with satisfaction, flicked his sleeves, and headed towards Xianyun Peak.

Seeing his back disappear into the vast night, everyone had a feeling of abandonment, Yue Zhilan took the initiative to take on the role of senior brother and beckoned his junior brother and sister to enter the stone room to rest.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the stone room was dark, Wei Qiqi found a few dead branches, tied a torch, and lit it with a fire sickle, only to see that the stone room was divided into two rooms, there were thick wooden tables and chairs outside, and a wooden ladder leaned behind the door, and the inside was a hollow cave, with straw on the ground, and a few blankets neatly stacked in the corner.

Yue Zhilan muttered: "It turned out to be a shop." He glanced at Qin Zhen and muttered in his heart, although the little junior sister was young, she couldn't be asked to squeeze with a man.

Wei Qiqi walked to the deepest part of the cave with a torch, looked up, and saw a dark hole above his head, enough for one person to enter and exit, and immediately moved a wooden ladder from behind the door to rest at the entrance of the cave, and climbed up with a torch to see, sure enough, there was a slightly smaller cave, laid with straw and blankets as usual.

He beckoned: "Senior Sister Qin, come up." ”

Qin Zhen was short in stature, climbed the wooden ladder with great difficulty, walked to Wei Qiqi's side, looked at it a few times, and said, "Is there a sleeping person here?"

"Not bad. If you sleep on it alone, will you be afraid?"

Qin Zhen shook her head. Wei Qiqi said: "Okay, we are all below, something to call out." ”

He still went down from the wooden ladder, watching the bright light on the stone wall retreat little by little, Qin Zhen was suddenly a little worried, she knelt down by the wooden ladder carefully, poked her head out to look down, but saw Wei Qiqi happened to be holding a torch to look at her, a little shy for a while, quickly shrunk back, and lay down in her clothes.

Yue Zhilan looked around, frowned and said, "There is not even a window hole in this place, it is not airtight, and it is stuffy with a torch, so it is better to go to bed early." ”

He piled the straw thicker inside, let the Song brothers sleep first, Wei Qiqi extinguished the torch, and the two of them lay down on the left and right, looking at the dim moonlight in the crack of the door, no one squeaked.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Wei Qiqi woke up Yue Zhilan, and the two walked out of the Yingzi stone room with their hands and feet, stretched their hands and feet in the morning light, and went to the firewood room to check the rice, noodles, firewood, and water. The layout of the firewood room is also two rooms inside and outside, the outer room is an earthen stove, two stove eyes, sitting on two iron pots of different sizes, there is a seven-stone large water tank behind the door, there is a bucket next to the tank, there is a wooden frame in the middle, placing dishes, chopsticks, pots and jars, but it is different from what Qi Yunhe said, there is no water in the tank, there is no firewood behind the stove, and there is no rice, noodles and vegetables on the wooden shelf.

The two discussed, Yue Zhilan collected firewood and water, and Wei Qiqi went up the mountain to hunt game.

There is a bitter spring on the top of Tiandu Peak, it does not dry up all the year round, the spring water follows the mountain trend and twists and turns thousands of times, flows to the foot of the mountain, converges into a clear water pool, the shape is like a crescent moon, it is called the crescent moon pool, the forest on the edge of the pool is verdant, it is a good place to collect firewood and draw water.

Yue Zhilan went back and forth several times, filled half a tank of water, picked up two bundles of firewood, brushed the iron pot, and went back to the stone room to wake up his junior brothers and sisters. Wei Qiqi returned to the firewood room with a bow and arrow, carrying two pheasants and a hare in his hands, he took down the tile basin from the wooden frame, scooped some water from the jar, washed and peeled it, tore it up and threw it into the pot, and boiled a large pot of soup, which was full of aroma and mouthwatering.

They trekked in the Kunlun Mountains for eleven days, eating dry food and barbecue all day long, and they were already a little greasy, and this pot of pheasant and hare soup was only seasoned with coarse salt, but the taste was extremely long.