The body is easy to be idle, the heart is idle, everything is idle, the body travels in the green mountains with your heart, the inner subconscious soul is happy with nature, and the self-liberation and self-indulgence enter the Tao, and it comes from the leisure......

Since there are not many people left on the earth, now I just want to stay with my parents, accompany the second elder and my family and other travels and relax.

No matter how other cultivators break their love and become worldly, but for me Zhang Santong, the way of heaven and humanity are equally important, the eldest cousin and Liang Wenhui always muttered that I didn't show a little joy of heaven and man, and my attitude towards my family was always quiet and thin......

However, how can they understand the truth that the heart is quiet and the world is clear, and the love is light and long-lasting?

After Liang Wenhui knew my supernatural powers, when he arrived in Huashan, he begged me several times, saying that he wanted me to fly to the top of the mountain with my family and climb lazily.

Of course, I must have indifferently refused, and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step, isn't it?

Pavilions and pavilions, nine-song corridors, shaded by greenery, after playing at the foot of Huashan for a day and resting for a night, this early in the morning, we entered the mountain from the Yuquan Courtyard with Huashan on its back.

According to legend, Yuquan Temple was built by Chen Jun, a famous cultivator in ancient times.

The road to Mt. Hua is a ramp, wide and flat, looks very well maintained, and is also very clean, winding up a small stream on the left, looking up, you can see the top of the mountain.

There are a lot of celebrity inkblots on the cliffs on the side of the road, half an hour later, we crossed the Wuli Pass to rest for a while, and then continued to climb the mountain, the sun has come up, the temperature is gradually rising, but the physical strength of our group is surprisingly good, there is no sign of sweat, except for the two drivers and the tour guide Ms. Zhang.

An hour later. After passing through a large stone cave, through the stone cave, the top of Huashan Mountain appears out of reach. On the cliff on the other side of the creek on the left, two connected tile houses appeared, and one after another Taoist temples were scattered along the mountain. Is that cliff ten stories high, or is it a place where a Taoist master practiced?

My keen senses told me that there were many cultivators in these Taoist temples who were spitting out their vitality and cultivating in concentration. I breathe all over me. Having faded into the void, I appeared on this mountain, and it was obvious that these monks had not noticed.

That's exactly what I wanted.

Keep climbing and climbing, and the cliffs on both sides of the road will be steeper. The top of Huashan Mountain is also slightly closer, and along the way, the tour guide Ms. Zhang introduced to us which peak is the peak we see.

Passing by a large rock, the book "Xiangshui Stone" is written, and the stream next to the road jumps a little here. The stream made a clanging sound, and Liang Wenhui and my eldest cousin excitedly reached out to pull the water, like two mischievous little girls.

With the higher the up. I felt the vitality around me gradually thicken.

Just around noon, we arrived at a small stone arch with the inscription "Gate". From here, the mountain road turns to the left and leads to the North Peak. Passing by a Taoist temple, the tour guide Ms. Zhang said that it was Tongxian Temple, which was the Beidou Ping Courtyard.

And next to the stone steps beside the road, a couplet is engraved: Eighteen plates are not enough to be tired. The 3,000-level is already recruiting me.

"Wow, can you become an immortal if you pass through here?"

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Liang Wenhui pointed to the door of Tongxian Temple and exclaimed in surprise: "Look! There is a beggar over there." ”

After everyone heard. They all looked over there curiously, thinking about the top of this Huashan Mountain. There are also beggars, all of them are incredible.

"Cheng Xian!hehe! Cheng Xian!hehe......"

My keen hearing heard the beggar muttering to himself all the time, and when he saw our group, two fiery glances suddenly shot out of his unkempt hair.

To be precise, his gaze was directed towards me.

He looked like a beggar, his hair was gray and unkempt, his face was dark, his eyes were wide-eyed, his image was ugly, his age was not obvious, he was wearing black cloth trousers, the cuffs of which were pulled up to his knees, and a blue cloth rope girdle around his waist.

Beside him, there was an iron crutch as black as his face, and this beggar was a cultivator in my perception.

"Shandandan that flower blooms......"

Beside us, an old man sang a folk song, happily walked with vigorous steps and continued to be afraid of the mountain, and when he passed by, he also glanced at the beggar.

The old man was smiling, as if every wrinkle on his face was smiling, that joy from the heart. walked so leisurely, sang so freely.

The beggar glanced at the old man, his eyes were so confused, he didn't know what he was confused about.

"Ah, the beggar followed. ”

Following us, the beggar limped without pulling any speed, his eyes sometimes confused, sometimes full of hatred, sometimes envious, sometimes surprised.

What does he follow us for?

No matter, this road is not my Zhang Santong alone, he also went up the mountain, what's so curious about this?

After a while, we arrived at a large stone wall engraved with three large characters of "Huixin Stone". It seems that it is more than five kilometers away from the mountain gate, although the road in front has been walking on the valley road, the slope is steep and the road is long, but on the Huashan Mountain, here is the starting point of the real start of the mountain.

The beggar behind us, looking at the three words of the heart stone, fell into confusion again.

"Why is this called the Heart Stone?" Liang Wenhui clicked and took a lot of photos, and then asked the tour guide Ms. Zhang curiously.

Ms. Zhang pointed to the road ahead and said: "It is said that the people of Shanghua Mountain have undergone severe tests of will and physical strength when they arrive here. ”

"Hehe! hehe......"

The beggar behind him couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Hey, what are you laughing at? Isn't what Sister Zhang said right?" Liang Wenhui was even more curious, walked up to the beggar, and asked with a wink.

As if he hadn't heard Liang Wenhui's words, the beggar muttered, "Don't change your heart anymore, hehe!" never change your heart, hehe, compassion and sincerity, hehe...... His tone was full of ridicule and sarcasm.

Liang Wenhui took out the mineral water he had prepared. He handed it to the beggar and said, "Uncle, do you know why this is called the Heart Stone?"

My parents and third uncle and aunt couldn't help but smile when they saw Liang Wenhui's actions.

The beggar took the water bottle from Liang Wenhui's hand, but he still muttered the words just now.

"What a weird old man!"

Liang Wenhui, who didn't ask anything, reluctantly ran up the mountain with us, and the beggar was a little flustered for a while. Then it followed us.

Next, we walked in a row and walked up a path that had been carved out of the steep part of the cliff, with iron cables hanging on both sides. The stone steps are so narrow that you can barely put down one foot horizontally. You have to climb sideways, step by step, almost vertically, and it's really thrilling.

Looking up, I saw a line of heaven open, and looking down, it was like standing on a deep well. Apex. It's like a wellhead.

The passing cliff wall is engraved with the words Taihua throat and swallowing Dongying, and its situation is really as dangerous as the throat, and it is really a husband. Don't open it. Along the way, the beggar behind him limped like crazy, which made the people before and after him worry, but every time he saw the words on the cliff, he would shoot out of his eyes with incomparable hatred.

This beggar cultivator just followed us all the way to Yuntai Peak, the north peak of Huashan Mountain, and then followed us towards the west peak. Come out of the West Peak. At the paid photo spot on a small hill, my eldest brother and others took a photo one by one holding a big wooden sword more than one person high engraved with "Huashan Sword", and smiled brightly!

Surrounded by the weaving of tourists, walking leisurely by the side of his parents, seeing the smiling faces of his eldest brother and others. I feel very comfortable.

When passing through the Golden Lock Pass, the tour guide Ms. Zhang said that the hundreds of large and small golden locks occupied every inch of the iron chain. Each lock carries a beautiful hope for love.

So, the eldest brother and sister-in-law, the second brother and Liang Wenhui all looked at each other and smiled, holding each other's hands tightly, and there were different emotions in their eyes, even my parents and third uncle and aunt were no exception.

However, the gaze in the eyes of the beggar behind us was as cold as the iron cables.

In the evening, we stayed in the hotel on the west peak of Huashan, nearly 601 nights, without any power facilities, but the tourists rarely have opinions, and the tourists here seem to be all tired and can't do it, until 11 o'clock in the evening, it is quiet.

Although the temperature is very high during the day, the mountain breeze here is very cool at night, the cold wind whines, and a bright moon hangs in the sky, and the mountains are quiet and mysterious in the moonlight.

Outside the hotel, in the cold wind, the beggar was like a sculpture, holding an iron crutch and looking up at the sky with empty eyes......

I occasionally wanted to go outside and talk to him, but in the end I shook my head and smiled, and like the beggar, I showed up on the roof of the hotel and stayed all night.

Early the next morning, at half past five, the tour guide, Ms. Zhang, woke up my parents and others, saying that they were going to see the sunrise.

When we reached the peak, there were not many people on the mountain, but behind us, in the crowd, the beggar was particularly abrupt.

My parents and others had already noticed that the strange beggar had been following us all day, but they didn't show any special disgust, only the tour guide, Ms. Zhang, occasionally looked a little uneasy, as if she was worried that the beggar would not be good for us.

The sun will not come out for a while, and I lazily lie on a boulder, waiting for the sunset, and my mind gradually merges with the heavens and the earth, and I am comfortable and leisurely.

The mountains in the distance, covered by clouds and mountains, are layered under the sunshine of the west slope, like an ink landscape painting. The eldest cousin counted curiously, and there were nine layers of mountains.

At the top of the mountain, there is a large rock protruding from the cliff, and the bottom is completely suspended in the air.

Inadvertently, the beggar suddenly appeared on it, and several tourists waiting for the sunrise screamed in fright after finding out, my parents and others were also worried, and the second brother and others were anxious and righteous to go over and pull him down.

I said lightly: "Second brother, don't worry. ”

The beggar stuck to it like a nail, even the twelve poles of the wind, could not blow him away, the sister-in-law heard my words to stop the second brother, a little look at the spirit, and then whispered to the eldest brother and the second brother and others, telling them that the beggar is not simple.

As a result, even my parents, my third uncle and others looked at the beggar with very different eyes.

At this time, the moon was still hanging high in the sky, and the top of the mountain was quiet, and everyone was looking forward to the east, quietly admiring and taking pictures, for fear that the sound they made would ruin the beautiful moment.

My heart is at peace.

Looking back at my parents and family, they were equally peaceful, and the image of this moment also quietly remained in my memory.

At about 5:40, the first rays of golden light pierced through the clouds, and then, a bright dot emerged, slowly becoming larger, and more golden light shone on the top of the mountain, and a round of red sun erupted.

The fiery red sun approached the clouds, dyeing a large area of the sky golden yellow.

"Oh......!"

"It's so beautiful......!"

The tourists on the top of the mountain couldn't help but shout loudly, and the voices were the most prominent among them, Liang Wenhui and my eldest cousin.

But!

The beggar on the cliff on the other side suddenly breathed heavily, and the iron crutch in his hand trembled, knocking out dang! dang on the stone...... sounds.

Again, my mood has changed a little.

Because I saw that on the edge of the fiery sun, at a distance that ordinary people could not see, several luminous objects were slowly circling, as if they were metallic against the sun's rays, and there were faint black shadows underneath, and they were saucer-shaped objects.

The beggar over there suddenly screamed, and said something nonsense, and his eyes and expressions full of fear seemed to have seen something terrible......