The clouds and rain are quiet, and the green shadows are misty.

After walking through the desert, I returned to Hongchen again, this time entering a city.

Prosperous and noisy, from the quiet mountains, rivers, desert walked out, now come here, that far away, you can see the south of the city, there is a lonely mountain, the pavilions on the mountain, the clouds and mist are misty, so not prosperous.

"When ——!"

The thick bell suddenly rang out, echoing leisurely in this world.

This is the sound of the Tao bell, warning the world.

Li Bichen looked up at the place, and someone walked by over there, so Li Bichen pulled him, said hello, made a mortal salute, and asked him, where is the mountain, what is the temple on the mountain, and what is the saying.

This person is wearing a wide robe, obviously a scholar, looking at his bearing, it is also extraordinary, Li Bichen only glanced at him, and saw that there was some talent on the top of his head, faintly around, I am afraid that he is a family and a person in the court.

He glanced at Li Bichen's dress, and when he saw that Li Bichen was wearing a Taoist uniform, he laughed: "Where did the little Taoist come from, looking at this appearance, he has taken a lot of dusty roads." ”

Li Bichen nodded: "I came from the West and came here from Tai'an Prefecture. ”

"Wow!"

This person was obviously taken aback, so he looked up and down for a few points, quite surprised and disbelieving, and said straightly: "Dao Ye came with two feet, it seems that there is a little bit of mana in his body, otherwise Tai'an is hundreds of thousands of miles away, and ordinary people will have to walk for more than two years to arrive, this is Kaiyang Prefecture!"

Li Bichen smiled and nodded, and the man tidied up his clothes, and since he was a cultivator with mana, he naturally couldn't slack off.

The two talked, this scholar said that his real name was that his father was an official in the Song Dynasty, and he was in the court at this time, and he was just the second son, and he also had fame, but he was not allowed to enter Beijing.

"My name is Dongfang Shuo. ”

When the scholar said his real name, Li Bichen was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly.

The two spoke, Dongfang Shuo pointed to the mountains, those temples, and said straightly: "The Taoist master doesn't know, that place is called Changtang Mountain, there is a cloud hidden view on the mountain, there is a main pillar in the view, and there is also mana, I don't know if it is listed in the immortal class, but I heard that it has something to do with Qingyun Palace." ”

It is said that it is because the fairy treasure was found in the Changtang Mountain, which is the five-colored cloud sand, so the main pillar really obtained the consent of the court, and then went up the mountain to build the Taoist temple, and the original Yunyin Temple was at the bottom of the mountain, and now only a Taoist child is left to take care of it. ”

"And the cloud hidden view is not called the cloud hidden view. ”

Li Bichen heard this, thoughtfully, his eyes swayed, and he looked at the Taoist temple on the mountain, at this time, the clouds and mist were lingering, and the water droplets were cloudy, but there were really some immortals blessed land.

Could it be that he is the master of the appearance of Taixu Mountain?

Li Bichen thought so, and then remembered that the Yunyin Temple was not called Yunyin, so he asked again: "If it is not Yunyin, then what is the real name of this Taoist Temple?"

Dongfang Shuo spoke: "In the past, it was called the Four Poles. ”

"Oh?

When Li Bichen heard this, his heart moved.

The four poles refer to the far away places in all directions, and there is the myth of the four sides of the Optimus Pillar, and the limbs of the human body are also called the four poles.

Similarly, the farthest point at which the sun, moon and stars move is also called the four poles.

So, why did the four poles that originally support heaven and earth turn into clouds?

Is this implying something?

Li Bichen blinked and said to Dongfang Shuo: "Mr. Disturb, Poor Dao has a request, I don't know if Mr. can take Poor Dao to the Four Poles?"

"Of course it works, and I don't happen to have any big deals. ”

Dongfang Shuo nodded, Li Bichen suddenly smiled, the two walked in the city, the market was full of people, and from time to time there were drinkers passing by, the person was drunk, at this time he laughed and almost bumped into Li Bichen.

Li Bichen stretched out his hand and lightly touched his eyebrows, and the drinker suddenly brushed over, paused, stopped on the ground, turned his head, and sighed.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at it at this time, but his face changed slightly, his body straightened, and he walked away quickly.

Li Bichen's head did not return, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the finger was withdrawn, and a bright light gradually dissipated.

An interesting cultivator, I am afraid that he thinks of himself as an idle Taoist priest, and wants to show himself in front of people, but he is a true immortal who does not recognize it in person, pretending to be drunk and drunk.

I don't know its name, just call the drinker.

The cultivator didn't disturb Li Pichen's state of mind, he just passed by, smiled and passed, for the drinker, he may just be a testimony of his visit, and for himself, the drinker is just a memory in the future.

Maybe thousands of years later, I can still remember that in this city, I once met a drunken drunkard who wanted to accept him as an apprentice, so he used this funny method of hitting people, but he was molested by himself.

But after all, there is fate, and I gave him a spiritual light, and I hope that he will be able to be listed in the immortal class in the future.

Li Bichen and Dongfang Shuo walked, but the mortal beside him didn't know Li Bichen's previous actions, just looked at the direction in which the drinker left, frowned slightly, and felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, feeling that this person was really rude, so he thought about whether to investigate the origin of this person and teach him a good lesson.

What kind of system does it become to walk in the market drunk during the day?!

Dongfang Shuo thought for a while and made up his mind, so he put this matter behind him and walked with Li Bichen for an hour, and only then did he come to the so-called Four Poles View.

This Taoist temple has no owner for three years, and there is only one Taoist child to take care of it, but those homeless people will never dare to step into this temple for half a step.

Because although there is no owner, it is also the lower courtyard of the cloud hidden view, although the prosperity is no longer there, and the fire is gone, but the four poles view is not a place where cats and dogs can enter.

If they are fellow Taoists, it doesn't hurt to go in; the official family has nothing to do when they go in, because there is a guarantee from the court, they will not do anything, but those evil men and beggars must not be put in.

Dongfang Shuo pointed to the gate, at this time, after three years, the popularity of the gate has disappeared a lot, but it is still clean, obviously because of the cleaning of the child.

"Daoist, you see, this place is the Four Poles View, it has not been opened for three years, except for the Taoist people in Youfang, very few people go in, one is afraid of the prestige of the official family, and the other is afraid of the anger of the main pillar in the Yunyin Temple. ”

"If Dao Ye wants to go in and have a look, that's okay, after all, Dao Ye came from afar, and he is a Taoist from afar. ”

Dongfang Shuo said so, Li Bichen nodded, the hand knocked lightly on the wooden door, and after a while, a little Taoist boy came over, and after seeing Li Bichen wearing a Taoist uniform, he respectfully performed a courtesy, and Li Bichen also returned the salute.

It's just that this time it's not an extraordinary ceremony, but a Taoist ceremony.

Faintly, the child's eyebrows flashed, but he didn't know it, but he just attracted Li Pichen to go to the Guanzhong, and even took Dongfang Shuo to take a tour.

The tiles on the palace are blue, black, blue and black, and there are four halls in this four-pole view, and there are two halls on the left and right, two halls before and after, and in the front hall, you can directly see a big bell.

The bell is simple, with heavy copper grains, ear-shaped ornaments on both sides, and a few red silk threads tied to it.

It's a blue-eared clock.

Li Bichen watched the bell on one side, and was about to pass, but stopped again, because the boy had already passed and smashed the bell with a hammer.

"When ——!"

Unlike what I heard in front of the city at first, this bell did not contain melody, but full of tiredness and indescribable heaviness.

is like an old man carrying thousands of mountains and rivers forward, this bell is already twilight.

One hundred and eight sounds, corresponding to one month and one month, twenty-four verses, and seventy-two seasons

But Dao Tong had a hard time, because the bell was a little big, and the bell hammer was big, and he was very small.

So he hit twenty-seven times, he stopped fighting, this also has a saying, it is to start three clear, fall four royal, is tight seven slow eight flat twelve.

Sanqing, in this year, is naturally the Qi of Sanqing of cultivation.

The Four Emperors, in this year, are naturally the four big stars in the sky.

If it was according to this style of play, he should have fought eighty-one times, but Dao Tong really had no strength, so after twenty-seven beats, he sat down and gasped slightly.

And at this moment, there was suddenly a shadow beside that Dao Tong.

A white-haired spirit.

It's spirits, not gods.

His figure was illusory, his eyes were full of softness at this time, the palm of his hand was gently covered on the head of the Dao Tong'er, and he touched the hairpin, and the Dao Tong'er raised his head in a daze, just as a breeze blew.

So he lowered his head again, and his heart turned out to be the wind blowing.

It was quiet in the years, Dao Tong sat on the left, and Zhong Ling sat on the right.

One small and one big, one person and one spirit, just sat together with each other, the boy held up his wrist and held his chin, and Zhong Ling did the same, smiling and squinting.

The Dharma and incense on his body were extremely dim, he had not yet turned into a god, but only the appearance of a spirit, and now it was about to dissipate.

Li Bichen could feel his reluctance, but there was some relief in this.

Zhong Ling looked into the distance at this time, his eyes were far away, and he didn't notice Li Bichen's breath, he just opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

[100 years..... The bell never stopped, four hundred, two hundred and eighty, one hundred and eight, eighty-one..... Ah, it ended up being twenty-seven rings.......]

[I really want to...... Listen to it again for 400 rings.......]

The incense of his body lingered, and in it, there was a silk thread, which began to flow towards the mountain along the breath of his body.

The incense accumulated over more than 100 years began to pour into the new bell body on the mountain, and he was about to disperse.

A hundred-year-old clock, accompanied by only a ten-year-old Taoist child, one old and one young, in this unmanned four-pole view, will go to the end of the journey.

Dao Tong was in a daze, and the breeze was blowing, and he suddenly didn't know that there was an old man sitting next to him, who had been accompanying him.

Spirits are the same as artifacts that give birth to souls, without the support of incense, they will also grow old, like people, and finally turn into dust and completely dissipate, and the spirit collapses, then the instrument collapses.

Li Bichen raised his head, saw that the qi number shook and turned into Changtang Mountain, and thought about Dongfang Shuo's words in his heart, saying that if the main pillar real person really has magical powers, then he will naturally be able to know the existence of this Zhong Ling.

But now, using this Zhong Ling's century-old mana to cultivate a new soul, what is the difference between this and forcible seizure.

Li Bichen shook his head, looked at the blue-eared bell at this time, stepped on the foot, walked over, and stood still in front of the child.

"Little Daoist, can you ring this bell in the poor way?"

Li Bichen smiled and spoke, and the boy naturally agreed, so Li Bichen took the bell hammer, and at this time, Zhong Ling on the side looked at Li Bichen puzzled, not knowing what he was going to do.

And at this time, Li Bichen turned his head and smiled at Zhong Ling.

Buzz –

Zhong Ling's mind went blank, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and found that this person could see him, and his current body was so dim that ordinary cultivators could not peep into his existence at all, so who was this person......

He didn't think about it, because next, a voice echoed in the Four Poles, and it didn't stop, gradually spreading, until it reached the heavens and ran through the blue sky.

"When ——!!!"

A bell rang out, shaking the world, and the whole city heard this sound, and the sound was endless, and it went straight into the Changtang Mountain, so that the Taoist priest who was originally ringing the bell in the cloud retreat shook his hand suddenly, but let go.

In the main hall of the view, a Taoist opened his eyes in an instant and stood up suddenly.

"Who?!Who rang the green ear bell?!"

The face of the real person of the main pillar changed slightly, and there was mana in this bell, and it was definitely not a mortal ringing.

The qi was linked, and a young Taoist figure with a hat and a robe appeared in his eyes, and just a shadow made his heart tremble.

At this moment, another bell vibrated and shook his body.

The face of the main pillar real person changed dramatically in an instant, but immediately after, it turned to horror.

Because the bells are ringing one after another.

Continuous, reverberating.

Twenty-seven rings, shaking the top of the city;

Eighty-one rings, thousands of transmissions;

One hundred and eight rings, into the blue sky;

Twenty or eighty rings, the world is speechless;

...

400 rings...... Hit people's hearts, mountains and rivers lift!

"When ——!!!"

When the aftermath of the fourth hundredth rang passed, Li Bichen put down the bell hammer in his hand, and the bell spirit was already indescribable, just excited, or surprised, or had a great wish?

It's just that he bowed down, and at this time he bowed to Li Bichen nine times in a row, and then, seeing Li Bichen's palm, he turned into a streamer and escaped into his palm.

In an instant, a thousand years, the green ear bell melted away, and with a bang, it collapsed into dust and scattered for years.

At the same moment, the face of the Taoist on the Changtang Mountain changed suddenly, and he wanted to take a step at this time, but he didn't dare, knowing everything, he could only smile bitterly.

He instructed the small path beside him: "Let's go to the old temple of the four poles at the foot of the mountain, and take the fragments of the blue-eared bell, so that it can be preserved, and don't be lazy!"

The little path was puzzled, and the main pillar real person just said: "Go quickly, go quickly, I collided with the immortal driver......!"

As he said this, he took out five more cloud sands and said to the man: "You send these five cloud sands down, and when you see a young Taoist wearing a hat, you will hand them over to him, only saying that it is the main pillar to apologize and atone for the sin of marrying Qing'er Zhong Qi, and you must not add the word real person!"

"And that Dao boy, you take him up the mountain and be my true disciple!"

Seeing that the real person was so panicked and smiled bitterly, Xiaodao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went down the mountain.

.......

Three days later, in front of the city gate, Li Pichen and Dongfang Shuo said goodbye, and when they parted, they gave a word, saying that he would definitely have Monkey King in the future, and he had heard four hundred bells ringing, and he must have a fateful Dharma meeting.

Dongfang Shuo only said that Li Bichen was a good word, so he accepted it with a smile, and when he turned around and left with Li Bichen, there was a pattern in the palm of his hand.

That's a mouthful...... Green ear clock.