Gao Laozhuang to the west, ordinary people walk for more than a month, can go out of the border of Wusi-Tibet.

However, the boundary of these places is high and densely forested, the mountain roads are rugged, and there are monsters blocking the way, poisonous insects are rampant, and they are also sparsely populated and pedestrians are rare.

However, it was on this road that a man and two horses galloped quickly, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded through the mountains.

Da Da Da ......

When I took a closer look, I found that it was a young man in a green shirt who was fifteen or sixteen years old, with starry eyebrows, a high nose and thin lips, although he still had two points of greenness, but his cold look was as resolute as a lone swordsman.

He leaned over the horse, holding the reins of the horse, and his body jumped up and down with the horse, very rhythmic and not panicked.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, and there was a thick look of vigilance in his deep eyes.

It is true that he is already very tired, but in the deep mountains and forests, the big insects are roaring, and the danger is everywhere, he still endures the mental and physical fatigue and continues to gallop.

The cold wind, whistling and blowing, scraped on his face like an ice blade, burrowed into his clothes, and was bitterly cold, but he still did not fluctuate at all, staring straight ahead.

Whoa!

Finally, he saw a stream, winding down from the mountain, crystal clear, and the water surface was still a trace of heat, and the shrimp and crabs could be faintly seen lurking among the large and small stones, and from time to time stretching out their claws to intercept the tiny insects and ants that went down the water.

The boy stared at the water for a moment, but he withdrew it, and a bowl of cooked beef appeared in the palm of his hand, and the boy didn't care about the cold, so he sat on the rocks by the stream and ate it.

Occasionally, I use a bamboo tube to scoop up a mouthful of sweet spring and drink it well.

In the distance, the fog gradually lifted, revealing the outline of a hazy mountain.

Seeing this scene, the young man was stunned at first, and the action of eating beef was also a meal, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

"Out of Uszang, what realm is it?"

Whispering to himself, the boy raised his head violently and looked at the mountain, his eyes shining with excitement and dazzling light.

Simply, he stuffed the remaining fist-sized beef into his mouth, didn't care about wiping his hands, and swept through the water to pull the tall horse that was snorting and breathing, but did not forget to gnaw on the dry grass.

"Man, bear with me first, I'll let you eat well when I turn around!"

With that, the boy turned over and got on another horse, two horses for one man, and galloped away toward the high mountain.

The closer he got, the younger he found out about a hundred zhang of the mountain, steep all around, flashing up with clouds and mist, and he couldn't see the top of the mountain at a glance.

But on top of this steep ridge, surrounded by dead grass and dead trees, there is a mushroom-like tree that grows densely.

This tree is about three or five zhang high, the branches are luxuriant, the shape is like a cypress, and it is like a cedar tree, it is a rare cypress tree.

"Hinoki tree, but to Futu Mountain?"

Muttering a word, the boy could not hide the joy on his face, hid the two horses in a hidden place, and then used his hands and feet together to climb towards the top of the mountain.

More than 100 zhang high mountain, extremely steep, the young man is a rushing body, but he can also do it as if he was walking on the ground, and soon he climbed the juniper mountainside, and the thick fog level.

From here, the boy saw the top of the mountain, and on the flat top of the mountain grew a giant cypress tree that was more than ten feet high, and even the trunk of the tree was the size of five people hugging each other.

Seeing this tree, the boy was even more pleased, and despite the difficulty of panting, he continued to go up, even if the front was steeper and more difficult, it could not hinder his speed in the slightest.

Finally, after a stick of incense, the boy climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the bottom of the giant cypress.

"Huh, why don't you have a giant nest?"

Seeing that this place was desolate except for a giant cypress, the young man was very disappointed, and he looked up at the tree, but still found nothing.

In the end, the boy sat down on the giant cypress and gasped, but his eyes were rolling again and again, obviously thinking about something.

In fact, the young man is Yuan Cheng, what he is thinking about, that is, the memory of the remnants of the matter about Futu Mountain, when Tang Seng came here, he had to give the "Heart Sutra" to eliminate disasters and take refuge.

Therefore, even if there are many disasters and difficulties in the future, it will turn evil into good fortune.

However, although there is a giant cypress here, there is no nest mentioned in memory, and there is no practicing Zen master Lu Press.

Could it be that the goal has been achieved, and the Zen master has left early?

Looking around again, I saw a desolation, few people, how to talk about the residence of the immortals?

"It seems that we have to continue to travel west!"

Looking for Lu Jian Zen Master was only Yuan Cheng's temporary idea, so although he was disappointed, it was not very strong, and he was quickly suppressed by him.

Getting up and patting his robe, Yuan Cheng lifted his mind again, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, flew down the mountain, and did not look back.

Soon, one man and two horses bypassed this steep Futu Mountain and headed towards the distant mountains until there was no figure and no sound of horses' hooves.

All is at peace.

Yuan Gong, who was far away, did not find that soon after it disappeared, this Futu Mountain began to change rapidly, not only the flowers and plants in the mountains were quickly reborn, but the birds and butterflies also came back quickly, lingering in the flowers.

In the south of the mountain, there are still patches of green cypress trees, showing vitality; in the north of the mountain, it has become countless green willows and red peaches, the cranes stop, the birds and birds stay for a long time, the huge and full red peaches, the white is full of pink, attractive and clear, and the fragrance is far away.

An hour later, another horse galloped, but this time it was an old woman in an ordinary cloth robe and a green cloth scarf on her head, and her tired face showed a little joy when she saw the mountain full of red hearts.

Entering the peach forest, I picked two huge ones, and ate them under this tree, and the more I ate, the happier I became, and the tiredness on my face was also dissipating.

The surrounding spirit deer and cranes looked sideways, looking curiously at this distant passer-by, and there was not much panic in their smart eyes.

The old woman ate two red hearts, and her spirit improved a lot, so she simply picked two more and put them in the package on horseback, but she did not stay any longer and continued to hurry.

When the old woman walked away, under the giant cypress tree, a cypress nest with a diameter of several zhang and an incomparably large was revealed.

In the lair, an old monk with an ordinary face, but surrounded by the glow, looked at the old woman who was far away and fell into deep thought.

Seeing the old monk appear, those spirit deer and rare birds all seemed very happy, and they came to the giant nest one after another, frolicking and jubilant.

The deep thought was interrupted by these spirit beasts, and the old monk was not annoyed, just stared at the mountains in the distance and sighed softly.

"The heavens are obscure, all beings are dying, this person seems to know a lot, but he is not a person in this calamity, what does this mean?"

After saying such a sentence calmly, the old monk just withdrew his gaze and reached out to touch the soft and supple neck of the spirit deer that naughtily jumped into the giant nest.

was gently touched by the old monk, Linglu's smart eyes showed a look of joy, that is, squinting, following the old monk's touch, and nodding slightly.

Seeing Linglu like this, the old monk chuckled, and the incomprehension in his eyes gradually faded, and he said loudly:

"No matter what, it's not about yourself, I don't care about it, I don't care about it, life has its own way, I will be a long way!"

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to spread all over the mountains, and everywhere this sound spread, everything seemed to have not changed, but it seemed to have changed, as if, the mountains were greener, and the water was clearer.

The glow shines from the top of the mountain, and the Futu Mountain is like a fairyland in the Yaochi Pond.