Laughing and cursing.
The four of them walked down the mountain from Chunyang Palace in Aoshan while the sky was still dark.
It is different from the unknown, expectation and confusion before climbing.
Nowadays, it only takes half a day in the mountains, but the harvest is far beyond imagination.
Meet several real people.
I caught a glimpse of Xuande Cave.
He also found the real ruins of Caolou Temple and took out several treasures from them. Not only were there items that were of great benefit to his practice, but they also complemented the Xuan Dao Conquering Qi Foundation Building Skill.
Especially the latter.
With just the Taixuan Sutra, their trip to Mount Zhongnan was worthwhile.
Looking at the lingering smiles on Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner's brows, you can tell that their fellow apprentices haven't even recovered from the huge surprise.
But compared to these.
What pleased Chen Yulou the most was the competition on the snow flat.
Enjoyed.
Benefited a lot!
Zhaohu Zhenren is worthy of being a direct descendant of the Sword Immortal Sect. Although in the end he won by a small move, he knew that victory was not about swordsmanship, but about realm.
There is a world of difference between Dongtian and Jindan.
Zhaohu Zhenren can only condense the golden elixir, but even so, he can still fight with him dozens of times with his superb Chunyang swordsmanship.
Even the last sword.
He still has lingering fears.
Close your eyes for a moment, and you can still see a blazing white light in the sea of consciousness, the sword energy is like a waterfall, and the artistic conception is like the sky and the earth falling apart.
No wonder there is a saying that has been circulating in the spiritual world.
There are no monks in the same realm who can cultivate swords and thunder.
The sword cultivator's victory lies in his fierceness, his sharpness is unparalleled, and he can kill a dragon, while Lei Xiu is blindly tyrannical, crushing him directly with the force of heaven collapsing.
But...
The traces of sword cultivators in the world are hard to find.
I chatted with Master Zhaohu before and found out that apart from the Chunyang Palace Sword Immortal Sect, there was only the Wudang Mountain Dan Sword Sect.
The rest, whether it is Huashan, Qingcheng, Emei, Hengshan, or Songshan, are just Jianghu sword sects, far below the level of Taoist swordsmanship.
As for Kunlun and Shushan.
It does have the inheritance of the Sword Immortal.
However, for thousands of years, the descendants of these two sects have long disappeared from the world, and only their names are heard, but their shadows are not seen.
Not to mention Lei Xiu.
It is even more cloud-covered and foggy, and ethereal.
Chen Yulou does have an ancient thunder talisman in his hand, but even he can only borrow it from heaven and earth, and it is difficult to master it as freely as the Dragon Scale Sword.
At least in his opinion.
Thunder cultivators, even if they exist, are ancient cultivators. This kind of Dharma-ending era simply cannot exist.
so.
A discussion in Daxueping.
Not only did Zhaohu have an epiphany, he also gained a lot.
The first is Tao swordsmanship.
Nothing unusual.
In other words, the Taoist who took him to the mountains to practice Buddhism when he was young may have a good background, rather than being a Taoist who deceives and deceive others.
It is most likely the true path in any mountain.
It’s just that for some reasons, they went down the mountain, just like Zhaohu Zhenren’s brothers, who didn’t want to see their inheritance cut off after they went down the mountain and entered the world.
Or Shanmen is in a state of decline.
I want to find a successor for my faction.
It's a pity that in those years, Chen Yulou was only a few years old, and he was at an age when he was naughty by nature. How could he calm down and focus on cultivation.
So, when he went back this time, he planned to find Uncle Yu and others who had been at home for many years to ask him about the Taoist's visit to Zhuangzi.
Maybe we can find a clue.
Beyond that.
The most important thing is.
After this competition, his understanding of swords has improved qualitatively.
Sword moves, sword energy, sword intention.
The moves are tangible, the sword energy is intangible, and the intention is to gather mountains and rivers.
These words seem simple.
But if you want to master it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Hoo——"
"The shopkeeper is here!"
Walking through the mountains and forests, the scenery is beautiful, including strange peaks, rocks, ancient pines, and deep pools, but Chen Yulou did not enjoy much of it. In his mind, he kept replying to every move.
There seemed to be two figures fighting swords in my mind.
Just like playing chess.
Every step requires seeing the next few steps.
This process seemed boring, but in fact it was extremely interesting, so much so that when he reached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly didn't know whether it was Kunlun's reminder that sounded in his ears, and Chen Yulou opened his eyes slightly.
There is a mountain road ahead.
It can be seen that there are many people coming and going on weekdays.
Looking across the forest, you can still vaguely see streaks of green smoke. They should be villagers at the foot of the mountain, making fires to cook before dark.
"If I remember correctly."
"Is there a small town over there at Taiping Valley?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Yulou said to himself.
"Yes, Shopkeeper Chen, there is an ancient town. It's not big, but it's quite lively. Most of the merchants traveling to and from the Qinling Mountains settled in this town."
Yang Fang nodded. .
He is quite familiar with this place.
After all, I walked alone before.
"That's fine, it's almost time for dinner. Let's go to the small town to have a rest and have a warm meal before we go on our way."
That's what he said.
The remaining few people will naturally not refuse.
From last night to now, the group had hardly rested. They were on the road the whole time. In addition, the trip to Zhongnan Mountain was even more physically demanding.
Especially Kunlun and Yang Fang.
As a martial artist.
If you want to maintain your body, every meal is essential.
During the climb, the two even prepared several portions of dried meat and ate one from time to time to replenish their physical strength.
Now I heard that I want to stay in an ancient town.
How could the two of them refuse?
Chen Yulou held his hands in front of him and walked back and forth along the mountain road. Not long after, a familiar neighing sound was heard.
"White Dragon..."
called softly.
In an instant, a white horse with no trace of mottled color rushed over like lightning. It waited until it was outside him, then lowered its head and rubbed his arm affectionately.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fang and others couldn't help but look envious.
Although their mounts are also rare species, they are not as good as the aliens from Yanglong Pit, who have a deep understanding of human nature and are extremely intelligent.
Even if you have never transformed into a demon.
But it’s not far away if I want to go.
Chen Yulou patted its head with a smile, then turned over and jumped onto the horse's back. He identified the direction. Without any urging, the white dragon turned into a shadow and headed straight for the ancient town.
Several people behind him also mounted their horses one after another.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves resounded, causing the white snow to fall from the ancient trees on the roadside.
Only half a quarter of an hour.
It was already dark, and the mountains were shrouded in mist. Sitting on horseback, a group of five people looked from a distance and saw little lights among the mountains and peaks.
Floating in the clouds.
It looks amazing.
It was like breaking into the strange and legendary Shiwaifang City.
“That’s it.”
Yang Fang looked delighted, “Shopkeeper Chen, Taipingyu Ancient Town.”
Chen Yulou nodded. He had long discovered that that place was very popular. Looking at it from a distance, he realized that the valley was surrounded by mountains and was in an excellent location.
"Let's go, find a restaurant and have a good meal."
Since learning the secret of the sixteen-character Yin and Yang Feng Shui, Chen Yulou has become accustomed to observing almost everywhere he goes. Feng shui terrain has almost become an occupational disease now.
It’s just...
You can’t blame him. After all, no one can tell clearly how many secrets are hidden in this deep mountain in the 800-mile Qinling Mountains, the land of Conglong.
Sit back and watch the changes of dynasties and the vicissitudes of life.
Emperor’s Tomb, General’s Tomb, Immortal Tomb, Taoist Immortal, Confucian Saint, for thousands of years, countless people have lived here in seclusion, or climbed to the top, worshiped the mountain, drank wine and enjoyed the scenery.
In addition, the terrain of Taipingyukou is extraordinary.
From his crude strategic perspective, if he was given a hundred people, he could make the ancient town so impenetrable that no matter how many people there were, it would be difficult to break through.
After thinking wildly all the way, and taking advantage of the dim skylight, finally, about ten minutes later, a group of people entered the ancient town on horseback.
Old houses from the Ming and Qing Dynasties were built on the mountain.
The long bluestone paved road can accommodate two or three horses walking together.
What’s interesting is that most of the ancient buildings for business on both sides of the old street have one door opening and a window on the second floor. Tourists can come in to eat, and merchants can do business while riding on horseback.
I found a restaurant with a decent business.
As soon as they got off their horses, the waiter who greeted guests at the door smiled and took the reins, leading them to the backyard to feed and groom the horses, while the other waiters welcomed the group into the store.
I found a seat by the window.
I ordered some local specialties.
Of course, drinks are essential.
Earlier at Shibalipu Old Wharf, the wine served in that shop was so spicy that it was difficult for everyone except Chen Yulou to swallow it.
Now I finally found a restaurant.
How can I miss it?
However, it was also because of that lesson that Yang Fang asked specifically.
I got repeated assurances from the restaurant clerk.
He was relieved, and then waved his hand to signal the waiter to serve wine and food.
"Brother Yang Fang, how far is this place from Fangjiashan?"
While waiting for the food, Chen Yulou looked around. Most of the people in the store were businessmen from all over the world. He could hear all kinds of accents. arrive.
Listen to their chatting all over the world.
Chen Yulou asked casually.
“Based on our itinerary, it is estimated that another day and a half will be enough.”
"That's not bad."
According to their plan, they first crossed the Qinling Mountains and entered Fangjiashan, the boundary of Yang County.
Jin Abacus took him with him and stayed in the mountains for many years.
The most important thing is that there are many acquaintances there.
The master has been operating there for many years. If you inquire carefully, you might be able to get some news.
"Come on, distinguished guests, the dishes are here."
"The little man is waiting on you."
As he spoke.
All the wine and food are served.
Kunlun nodded and tossed a small coin calmly. The boy had obviously never seen this battle before, and he was holding the copper coin with a look of bewilderment on his face.
"Go and get busy."
"I'll call you if I have any orders."
"Oh... ok."
Hearing this, the boy reacted and handed the copper coin Stuff it into your pocket, practice thanking you, and then carefully retreat to a distance.
“This man is so sophisticated that he is as good as a kidnapper.”
"Kunlun, you kid is so impatient."
This scene could not escape Chen Yulou's sight, so he couldn't help but joke.
You know, in the past, this kind of thing would have never happened to him.
Kunlun scratched his head, "No way... I'm just not used to being stared at."
"Okay, let's eat."
Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.
This is not a bad thing. When you are away from home, being diplomatic and worldly can save you a lot of trouble.
Kunlun's character used to be too hard, like a stone, so only a few of them could get away with it. Traveling around the world, they actually hit walls everywhere.
Tried a few meals.
It can only be said that it is okay, not particularly outstanding. Chen Yulou is not surprised. After all, it is a small town in the mountains, and most of the people who entertain it are traveling traders.
Portion size is far more important than color, flavor and taste.
After a brief taste, Chen Yulou turned to hold the porcelain cup. The color of the wine in the cup was clear and refreshing. He took a sip. It was similar to what the waiter said. It was a mellow type, more fragrant than strong.
His requirements for wine are much higher than those for tea.
This wine can only be regarded as ordinary.
But Yang Fang and the others quite like it.
Naturally, Chen Yulou would not lose his mood, he just poured himself a glass of wine slowly.
The meal was eaten quickly.
Wait until the two jars of wine are bottomed out.
The group of people called the guy not far away.
I thought they were going to book a room, but when I heard that they had to travel all night, the waiter had a look of astonishment on his face and waved his hands repeatedly, saying that there were many wild animals in the mountains and there were bandits.
"Nothing."
"Just go to the backyard and bring the horse."
Seeing his worried look, Chen Yulou couldn't explain too much, so he just smiled and said.
"Then..."
"Please be careful."
"If you really encounter trouble, just go back to the town. Those people don't dare to come."
Hearing this, several people couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
If we really encounter bandits, we should be worried about those people.
Go downstairs to settle the bill.
When he walked out of the door, the waiter was already waiting outside with the horses. Seeing them taking the reins and mounting their horses, he realized that these guests were not joking, but were really going to travel to the Qinling Mountains at night.
"Thank you very much, little brother."
"See you someday."
Hands casually, the group smiled and walked through the night, heading straight towards the end of the town.
Waiting to leave the ancient town.
The night gets darker.
Cold dew fell on the treetops and weeds, and the coldness splashed everywhere as the horses ran by. The depths of the mountains were as quiet as death. In the cold weather, even birds were rare, only some unknown insects chirped lowly under the soil. With.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves broke the silence along the way.
Occasionally, wild animals can be seen.
However, there was no need for them to take action. They felt the Qi of their group from a distance, and the beasts with an extremely keen sense of danger fled early.
As for the bandits, they were not seen at all.
After all, it's such a cold night.
Who would rob someone on the road?
I guess I got into bed early and fell asleep.
A group of five people each had a wind lantern on their horseback, illuminating the night as they climbed over the mountains and ridges. Before they knew it, the lights burned out, and the dark sky turned into a dark blue, but no one stopped. meaning.
I get really sleepy sometimes.
That is to say, pick up the water bottle on the side of the horse's back, tilt your head and take a sip of strong wine.
The clear wine is rolling in my stomach.
The fire rushed into the top of my head.
While expelling fatigue, the coldness on the body is also swept away.
After passing Huashan and Shaohua, the rolling Qinling Mountains were finally left behind the horse, and the endless waters of the Yellow River came face to face.
I have seen many large rivers and lakes.
Until I walked on the bank of the Yellow River, I saw the mud and sand, and the big boat floated back and forth on the river. In the cold winter of March 9th, the men fishing on the small raft were still bare-chested, and the fishing nets were thrown out again and again.
The feeling of shock cannot be described in words at all.
There is only an indescribable desolation and thickness.
No wonder that boy Yang Fang always looked down on the Three Hunan and Four Rivers. Now that they saw it with their own eyes, everyone understood the difference.
Among the four of them.
Only the Partridge Whistle has been to both sides of the Yellow River.
As he was riding on horseback, his face was full of memories.
Along the ancient path of the Yellow River.
We walked for a long time.
Finally, the fishing boats on the river closed their nets and returned to the port.
They also arrived at the boundary of Yang County.
"Everyone, go to the county town first. Master Meng, who taught me boxing, lives in the east of the city. He and my master have known each other for many years. Maybe we can get some news." (End of Chapter)