Chapter 106 Gathering
Although Siming Mountain has beautiful scenery, it is already late winter, with bare vegetation and piles of snow. Therefore, few people went up the mountain to play at this time.
But at noon on this day, there were two people walking side by side on the snow-capped mountain peaks. These two people, one old and one young, were Liang Yan and Yun Xuzi.
The two walked for a while, and suddenly a gurgling stream appeared in front of them. Strange to say, it is so cold on this mountain. Logically speaking, this stream should have turned into a glacier long ago. How could it flow as happily as it does now?
However, Yun Xuzi was not surprised at all. He raised his hand and punched a magic spell into the storage ring. He saw a small wooden boat floating out of the storage ring, turning into a blue light and falling into it. In the creek.
The wooden boat fell into the stream and grew long in the wind. Suddenly it became three feet long. It didn't have any bumps in the gurgling stream and was as stable as flat ground.
Yun Xuzi jumped into the canoe first, sat cross-legged on it, and actually fell into meditation.
Liang Yan glanced down the stream and saw a vast expanse of snow with no end in sight. He could only shake his head slightly and jumped into the canoe.
The two of them drifted downstream in a boat along the stream, and soon they plunged into a cloud of white mist. When the white mist dissipated, Liang Yan suddenly found that he was already in a cave.
This cave is deep and narrow, and it is even darker in the distance. Even with Liang Yan's eyesight, he cannot see anything.
As the canoe slowly deepened, the river became narrower and narrower, and the surrounding mountain walls slowly approached. In the end, the canoe was almost traveling along the edge of the mountain wall.
Liang Yan and the two of them wandered in the darkness for who knows how long, until a little light suddenly appeared in front of them. As the light became brighter and brighter, the wooden boat jolted and finally floated out of the cave.
What I saw here was a huge lake with no waves, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with no access at all. I'm afraid the only entrance is the narrow cave behind me.
There is also a small island in the center of the lake. There are four people on the island, sitting or standing on the east and west ends.
Sitting at the east end was a sickly scholar, looking towards Yun Xuzi with a smile on his face.
Standing behind him was a girl in blue. Liang Yan had seen her before at the wine shop that day. However, today she did not endorse and carry the wine. Instead, she had changed into a smart outfit, and she no longer looked weak at all.
As for the one sitting at the west end, there was a middle-aged man in linen with a long knife on his back. He had a scar across his cheek and looked quite sinister.
Standing behind him was a young scholar, winking at Liang Yan. Liang Yan was already very familiar with this person. He was the one who took him to Li Chun Courtyard a few days ago. !
Liang Yan turned his head slightly, pretending not to recognize this guy. At this time, I suddenly heard the sick scholar say:
"My Taoist friend Yun came here well. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for so many years, but my style is still the same. What a joy to congratulate me!"
Although the voice was soft, Liang Yan could hear it clearly despite being at the edge of the lake.
"Haha, brother Li Zheng has also made great progress in cultivation, why bother teasing Yun." Yun Xuzi said with his fists in the distance.
The two men complimented each other across the lake, but never said anything about the secret meeting in the wine shop a few days in advance. It was obvious that they had already tacitly understood each other.
After Yun Xuzi finished speaking, he put away the wooden boat. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula, grabbed Liang Yan and jumped onto the fly whisk, turning into a ray of blue light and falling directly on the island.
"Friend Zhao Wuming, you are well!" After Yun Xuzi set foot on the island, he said hello to the swordsman in sackcloth.
"Haha, I'm sorry Yun Xuzi still remembers me!" Zhao Wuming chuckled and gave him a meaningful look.
Seeing this, Yun Xuzi stopped talking and imitated the sick scholar, found a piece of bluestone, crossed his legs and meditated on it. As for Liang Yan, of course he could only stand behind him and wait.
Not long after the two people had just settled down, a crane suddenly sounded from the exit of the cave in the distance, followed by a flash of white light, speeding from mid-air.
Liang Yan looked up and saw a white crane flying across the sky, and sitting on its back were the Crane Lady and Murong Xuewei.
After Mrs. Crane landed, she nodded slightly to the three people present, then took Murong Xuewei to a remote open space and stayed calmly.
After the four groups of people arrived, there was no sound in the cave.
Everyone was meditating on the island and adjusting their breath. After waiting for half a day, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the entrance of the cave. Someone said: "Amitabha, I didn't expect the donors to be so impatient. The young monk was neglectful."
Liang Yan turned around and saw a huge cattail leaf floating in the stream at the entrance of the cave, which was two feet long.
Standing on the cattail leaf fan is a tall, fat-headed, yellow-robed monk with a smile on his face. Sitting on his shoulders was a young monk of twelve or thirteen years old, holding Buddhist beads and chanting scriptures.
"Hmph! Smiling Monk, you clearly arrived at Mingyi City early, why did you come so late?" Yun Xuzi snorted coldly.
“Haha!” The monk’s smile did not change and he still said cheerfully: “The young monk is not as good as the others, he practices bitter meditation. Every time he goes to a place, he must experience the suffering of the local world, so he was delayed. "Itinerary."
"It's a joke, you, a monk who drinks and eats every day, how can you cultivate Zen?" Li Zheng said with a look of disbelief.
"Haha, the donor doesn't know something! Meat and wine can only poison the intestines. Monk, my heart is suffering among the people, just like the Shura dojo. No matter how much I enjoy and indulge in sex, it can't reduce the torture in my heart."
< br>"Huh, that's nonsense." Li Zheng curled his lips and ignored it.
The monk had already arrived near the island while chatting and laughing. He put away the leaf-leaf fan, carried the little monk on his shoulder, and jumped onto the island in one step.
"Huh?"
The monk glanced at the people on the island, then suddenly looked at Liang Yan curiously and asked:
"This person is not Chunyang body, could Fellow Taoist Yun have made a mistake? ?”
“Hmph, how could Yun be mistaken?” Yun Xuzi opened his eyes and said calmly: “This person’s technique is special, and he has reached the realm of Buddhist Vajra Tempering Body. It is not pure Yang, it is better than Chunyang! ”
"Is there such a thing?" The monk showed a shocked expression for the first time, and looked at Liang Yan up and down. His eyes kept moving, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew across the huge lake. Even a person with a lot of cultivation like Liang Yan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the cave and saw a flash of black light there, then turned into a black light and came through the sky, arriving on the small island in the blink of an eye.
The visitor was dressed in black, tall and thin, with an eagle nose and thick lips. He stood on a rock and did not speak. He just glanced at everyone coldly, then put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes slightly. He actually closed his eyes and rested on the spot.
And no one in the crowd went to say hello to him.
Although Liang Yan was puzzled, he also knew that now was not the time to be troubled.
Up to this point, there were six of the seven masters that Mrs. He mentioned that day, but I don’t know where the last one is now.
"Fellow Taoist Hua was the most seriously injured during the last trip to explore the secret realm of the mountain palace. He almost died. Could it be that he can't keep the appointment this time?" Li Zheng, a sick scholar, frowned.
Others also had doubts after hearing this. At this moment, a burst of mechanical sound suddenly came from a distance.
Everyone turned around and saw a big machine bird flying out from the entrance of the cave, with two women standing on it.
The person in charge was twenty years old and was wearing a blue palace dress. She looked delicate and pretty, not much different from Murong Xuewei.
The person behind her was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, wearing pink clothes, hiding behind the woman in front of her, her big eyes looking here curiously, looking quite shy.
“I have kept you fellow Taoists waiting for a long time!” The woman piloted the machine bird to land on the island, bowed to everyone and said:
“Little girl Meng Qi, The head senior sister was unable to attend the appointment because she was seriously injured last time, so I asked my junior sister to take part in this trip to the Mountain Palace.”
(End of this chapter)