As the leader of Taoism in the south, Salu Mountain was once enough to compete with Xuankong Mountain, although it is now in decline, the ancestral court of Taoism, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is still bottomless and should not be underestimated.

There were no pilgrims at the foot of the mountain, but the three of Chi Chongfeng looked abrupt, Duan Baosheng, who was carrying a guqin, looked up at the Taoist holy mountain, and sighed: "I heard that the old king of the founding sect moved to the eight peaks to form the Salu Mountain, the Dao Peak is covered with snow all year round, and the maple leaves of the Chiji Peak are like fire. ”

Han Dou'er couldn't look down on this scoundrel to show off his knowledge, and answered with a straight finger: "Holding Dao Peak is covered with snow all year round, the maple leaves of Chiji Peak are like fire, the fairy wind of Chengyin Peak is gusting, the purple qi of Tianling Peak is coming from the east, the autumn water wind hangs the sword and autumn water, the rainbow of Hongni Peak pours rainbow and draws water, the cloud and mist peak is full of clouds and mist, and Suyang Peak lives in an old way." ”

After finishing speaking, I didn't forget to scold: "Chattering every day, annoying!"

Duan Baosheng spread his hands with a helpless expression, and Chi Chongfeng grinned.

A thin old man came out of the thorns on the side of the road, rubbed his hand on the robe, and clamped Han Dou'er under his arm with his right hand, and said something in his mouth, "There are successors, there are successors, and the sky is endless, I am Suyang Peak!"

Lao Dao turned his head to see who was annoyed by the apprentice just now, and if he taught him a lesson, he could also leave a good impression on the apprentice, after seeing a man and a woman, Lao Dao wanted to touch his beard with his left hand to make a fairy wind bone, but handed a firewood knife to his eyes.

Lao Dao was frightened, put down the firewood knife in embarrassment, and said to Chi Chongfeng: "The head of the Fengling Mountain family, if you all three of you are all cultivating in my Suyang Peak, Lao Dao promises to teach you everything and never hide your selfishness." ”

Chi Chongfeng didn't speak well, Duan Baosheng, who was neither big nor small, exclaimed: "Tut-tut, this is the old way of Suyang Peak, I can't see the fame!"

Chi Chongfeng also answered: "But this dress doesn't seem to have any skills, it doesn't look like it has a unique ability." ”。

Lao Dao blew his beard and glared, and said bitterly: "The people's hearts are not ancient, the world is declining, and these juniors are also mean-mouthed." ”

Han Dou'er, who was holding horizontally, screamed, patted Lao Dao's back hard, and Lao Dao, who was in pain, almost became unstable.

The old man, who stabilized his figure, said to Chi Chongfeng: "It's just that they are not big or small, and the lord of a mountain is not big or small?"

Chi Chongfeng bowed down to apologize, and there was no remorse in his eyes

Lao Dao no longer preached Chi Chongfeng, and when he saw Duan Baosheng, he was angry, and said coldly: "I originally wanted to accept you as an apprentice, but if I think about teaching you in the future, Lao Dao will have to hide my secrets, it is against Lao Dao's heart, and I am not happy, you get out." ”

Chi Chongfeng laughed, heartily, trembling and trembling, Lao Dao was almost unstable, hurriedly closed his eyes and turned around, suppressing the desire to turn around and take a look again.

Duan Baosheng glanced at Lao Dao viciously, and then glanced at Chi Chongfeng, who was trembling with a white smile, shrugged his shoulders, and thought in his heart that his appearance was not good, women, the country and the city are not as good as the four taels of flesh in their hearts, and where is it good-looking. ”

muttered in a low voice: "Who is rare to be your apprentice, and I have to help you catch lice!" Speaking of catching lice, Duan Baosheng shook goosebumps all over his body, and said arrogantly: "If it weren't for the June snowfall, who would be willing to go up the mountain tiredly, I wouldn't want to go if you carried me!"

Lao Dao glanced back at Duan Baosheng, Duan Baosheng stopped his voice and went up the mountain in an orderly manner.

The four of them did not hold the Dao Peak where the snow flew in June, the old Taoist said that it was the winter moon now, and it was inappropriate to see the snow, but took the three of them to the Chiji Peak, Duan Baosheng felt that this was the most inappropriate, and the winter moon went to see the bare maple trees?

At the beginning, Chi Chongfeng asked Lao Dao why he didn't go to Suyang Peak, after all, it was the Taoist temple of Lao Dao, and Lao Dao talked about him left and right, and Chi Chongfeng was not good at asking.

On the mountain road of Chiji Peak, there are Taoist priests up and down, and many young people don't recognize the sloppy old Tao, and they don't know how to call it, so they simply don't shout. But the old ones still vaguely know him, and the uncle shouted the uncle.

Lao Dao didn't look at those disciples and grandchildren, and said in a babbling voice: "The mountain road is too steep, walk slowly, be careful of falling." ”

Han Dou'er, who walked in the front, didn't feel tired, and jumped up the stone ladder up the mountain.

Lao Dao was a little tired after walking, so he turned around and looked down the mountain, muttering, "Now I can finally go up to the Dao Peak!"

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On the Taoist Peak, the young Taoist Lin Yan was wearing a Taoist robe, holding the snow in both hands and putting it in the pot, and the old Taoist priest next to him was even older than the old Taoist under the mountain, holding the sleeves of the Taoist robe and sweeping the snow with a broom of bamboo branches.

Lin Yan filled the pot, pressed it with his fist, grabbed two more handfuls of snowflakes and put them in, and pressed the lid with his palm.

Carrying the pot, he was not in a hurry to leave, but when he looked back at the master, and seeing that the master was about to sweep to the side of the wooden shovel, he went over and took the wooden shovel away, and asked, "Master, aren't we going down the mountain?" ”

Lao Dao replied while working: "No, Master hasn't seen enough of the wind and snow on the mountain." ”

Lin Yan said in his heart that he didn't see you look at the snow, "Master, I heard that the trees on the mountainside are very big, and the houses are also very big, and they are not cold at all!" Lin Yan talked about what he had heard about the mountain.

The old Taoist didn't know when he went down the mountain and heard the news, and asked, "When did you go down the mountain?"

Lin Yan replied: "Just last month, Master, when you asked me to invite Uncle Huang. ”

"Master, do you know the rivers and lakes under the mountain? I heard some teachers and nephews under the mountain say that there is a hundred miles of Qingqing who is very powerful, and I don't have time to ask in detail, so I am busy looking for Uncle Huang!"

Without waiting for the master to answer, he then asked in a series of questions: "Is there a sword immortal, is there a sword saint, how many sects are there, is Fengling Mountain big, is it? how is Xuankong Mountain? Is there a fairy? Is it more beautiful than senior sister?"

Lao Dao really seriously thought about the question of the apprentice with a broom before replying: "Master met several when he was young, and they are indeed more beautiful than your senior sister. ”

Hearing that the master didn't answer his other questions, Lin Yan said yearningly: "I like my senior sister like this, but I'm on the mountain, she is under the mountain, and I can't see her a few times a year, and I will definitely marry her when I go down the mountain in the future." ”

The old Taoist sighed and said: "Several? laundry, cooking, taking care of children, reading swordsmanship, calligraphy, rouge, gouache and makeup, as well as food, clothing, jacket money, do you say you can raise them?"

Hearing what Master said, the little Taoist priest Lin Yan was scared, thought for a while and said, "Master, I seem to have married you, you see on the mountain, boiling water, cooking and washing clothes, I do everything!"

Lao Dao threw down the broom and replied: "This land is not swept for the teacher?"

Lin Yan picked up the broom thrown by the master, patted the snowflakes on the master's robe, and continued to sweep the snow.

"Let's boil water and cook today, and tomorrow I'll talk to you about the mountain for the teacher. Lao Dao agreed.

Lin Yan handed the broom to the master, lifted the pot and said as he walked: "Tomorrow and tomorrow, you always use this to prevaricate me." ”

The old Taoist was about to fight, but Lin Yan had already walked away, not on the clean slate, but on the snow. Lao Dao kicked the shovel in a hurry.

Laundry, cooking, boiling water and sweeping the floor, this is the way of their master and apprentice, and they don't know if they are cultivating.

Lin Yan stepped on the snow without a trace, and his body method was okay.

Duan Baosheng looked at the bare maple tree, listless, but after walking up the mountain for most of the day, he was more concerned about whether the rice was cooked.

The old man said to the three of them in a hurry: "The two of you will eat here later, good apprentice, you are also patient for a while, and you will come when you go for the teacher." Without waiting for the three of them to answer, they twisted their beards and went down the mountain, but fortunately there were no firewood knives this time.

After the old way left, Chi Chongfeng said to Han Dou'er: "That old way is called Huang Ling, and he will be your master in the future, learn from him well, he is amazing." ”

Han Dou'er nodded heavily and promised, "Sister, I will definitely study hard." “

In Suyang Peak, Lin Yan, who was cooking, was already waiting next to Uncle Huang's thatched hut, watching Uncle Huang come back, he bowed and said, "Master asked me to congratulate Uncle Shi on having a successor, and I also asked Uncle Shi to move to Zhidao Peak to eat." ”

Huang Ling said impatiently: "Go and go, get out of the way, just tell your old immortal master, Lao Tzu is old, his body is not good, I don't want to go to the top to be cold, I have nothing in Suyangfeng, I have to ask back after eating, there are so many things, Uncle Shi is most afraid of troublesome others, and he is also afraid of troublesome himself." ”

Lin Yan chuckled, and the old man blew his beard and said: "You kid has a good temperament, when your uncle invites you to dinner, your junior brother does it, if he can't do it, then you will treat it as your uncle and didn't say it." ”

Lin Yan couldn't answer, so he had to go back to his master.

Huang Ling, who came back in a hurry, watched everyone in Chiji Peak wash their bowls, and his face was dumbfounded. Seeing that there was something wrong with the eyes of his beloved disciples, he simply scolded: "It's amazing, I don't have to eat, but fortunately, the old man has opened the valley." ”

A voice came from the air: "Senior nephew knows that Senior Uncle Huang has already opened the valley, so he won't take food to destroy Uncle Huang's Taoism." ”

This step is difficult to go down, but Huang Ling, the old Taoist of Suyang Peak, is bold, and he is not afraid to bend his waist when he is old, and replied: "Count you as a kid!"

But the voice that came then almost made Lao Dao lose face for half his life, "What's more, my Chiji Peak disciple can't get half a bite to eat when he goes to Suyang Peak." ”

Chi Chongfeng and the three of them laughed, "A few unorthodox old Taoists have taught countless immodest paths!"

Duan Baosheng answered: "Senior and younger brothers are like this, how unserious Qinghui is, you have to be careful Master Chi." ”

Huang Ling's shriveled old face turned red, and he turned his head to stare at the three of them.

Chi Chongfeng and Han Dou'er couldn't hold back their laughter, and Duan Baosheng, who was heartbroken, pretended to burp at the right time, and the atmosphere was even more embarrassing.

There are two people on Salu Mountain who are well-known for their good temper, one is the head of Qinghui Dao, that is, Lin Yan's master, the old man who sweeps the snow at the Dao Peak every day, and the other is Huang Ling, who is in Suyang Peak but does not live in the Taoist temple, his Dao number, he himself has forgotten.