Chapter 3 A thousand years of dreaming
Sanqing Mountain at night gives people a sense of tranquility and mystery. The continuous mountains stretch out in the dark night and merge with the skyline, making people feel the magnificence and magnificence of nature.
Overlooking the Sanqing Blessed Land, Jinsha and Fenshui support and defend the Sanqing Blessed Land pattern, turning the Sanqing Blessed Land into a Taoist Bagua labyrinth full of mysteries. The mysterious Taoist architectural system is very spectacular in the dark night. Since ancient times, it has enjoyed the reputation of being "an unparalleled blessed place in the world that is free from the hustle and bustle of the world, and the highest immortal peak in the south of the Yangtze River in Han Dynasty".
The pavilions are brightly lit, and Sanqing Palace disciples will basically come here at night to review their past and learn new things.
As An Zhi was one of the last ones in the last Demon Catcher Competition, the other brothers were naturally unwilling to say anything to her. After cleaning the dust in the Scripture Pavilion and putting all the ancient books in place, she Came to Fudi Pavilion again.
Just as she was thinking hard about where to go in the future, a small golden snake crawled out of the ancient book.
"Beauties don't have to be sad, they will succeed one day."
An Zhi turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the snake had crawled to his window. It was golden in color and was about a foot long (30CM). There were two tentacles on the snake's head, which looked a bit like tentacles. snake.
The spirit snake is the demon spirit of Sanqing Mountain. Like the ocelot, its [Dreamland] can bring people into dreams.
"Where did the demon spirit come from? Do you know where this place is?" An Zhi could tell at a glance that it was a demon spirit.
The spirit snake wriggled its body and came to the window. It also looked at Nannan in the distance and repeated: "There will be a day when it will be successful!"
These words really touched An Zhi's heart. Why would such a day happen? She shook her head in despair and said: "Haha, no chance. Really, this day will never come."
"Oh, don't be discouraged. It's fate that you and I can meet here. Tell me, what if I can help you?" After saying this, the spirit snake was still looking in the same direction as An Zhi. It saw An Zhi's sadness.
Thinking about the grievances he suffered today, and then thinking about his cultivation experience last year, Shen Anzhi shook his head depressedly: "Hey, forget it, forget it, no one can help me, no one..."
"If you don't tell me, why don't you know that no one can help you?" After the spirit snake finished speaking, he looked down at the attic and said: "Look, the brothers are practicing the art of catching monsters so late at night. , don’t you want to be with them?”
An Zhi thought deeply in her heart, but she knew that she was not qualified now, so she still shook her head.
"Young man, if you have a dream, you should chase it. You don't even dare to say it now. What's the difference between you and a salted fish?" After the spirit snake finished speaking, it crawled onto An Zhi's palm and continued: "Speaking out is also a kind of courage. ”
Looking at the spirit snake curled up in her palm, An Zhi felt that she was right. She waved her sleeves and wiped away her tears.
She wanted to burst out all the grievances she had suffered this year, and she would burst into tears in a moment.
The spirit snake silently sat cross-legged next to Shen Anzhi.
Shen Anzhi cried heartily, while the spirit snake lay dormant quietly, seemingly guarding its new owner.
Late at night,
When she was tired of crying, she wiped her face, stood up unsteadily, looked at the towering Sanqing Palace in the other direction and said firmly: "I want to become a demon slayer like Meng Hong, and make the world free of demons."
The spirit snake immediately stretched its neck, as if it was shocked. It didn't seem to listen to An Zhi's various complaints before, but it only listened to this sentence: "Menghong is the first head of Sanqing Palace. Ten coins kill the demon master.”
"Yes." The expression on An Zhi's face gradually faded after he responded firmly: "How could I possibly do that, haha."
Spirit Snake said excitedly: "No, you can succeed. Really. To be honest, I know this awesome man from Sanqing Palace."
"You!" An Zhi didn't believe it and said with a contemptuous smile: "Haha, stop joking."
"Don't believe it." After speaking, the spirit snake jumped to the ancient scriptures and continued: "Back then, Meng Hong fought against the Demon King for thirty days at Yuhua Peak. The scene was simply spectacular. Although it has been a thousand years, it still seems like yesterday. ”
An Zhi had heard the story told by the spirit snake a thousand times, so he comforted him: "Haha, stop daydreaming, go to bed, and you have to clean the hall tomorrow morning. Remember, don't damage the ancient books, otherwise I'll kick you out."
After complaining, An Zhi felt better anyway, stretched out and prepared to go to bed.
Looking at An Zhi swaying left and right, the spirit snake on the window sill climbed onto An Zhi's shoulders excitedly and said, "If you trust me, I will take you somewhere to meet someone after midnight."
Anzhi put down the bedding she was arranging and spread her palms again. Spirit Snake crawled into her palm. Although she didn't believe what Spirit Snake said, but thinking about the injustice she had suffered over the past year, Anzhi still looked at Spirit Snake with doubtful eyes. .
The little spirit snake curled up in An Zhi's hand. Seeing that An Zhi was doubtful, it encouraged him again: "I am a spirit snake. You have to believe me. What if that person wants to accept you as his disciple?" "Who is that person?" ?" An Zhi blurted out, looking forward to it.
The spirit snake jumped out of An Zhi's palm: "When you are ugly, remember the time. I will only say it once at the back door of the pavilion."
Seeing the spiritual snake crawling into thousands of ancient books with golden light, An Zhi had a hundred thousand questions in his heart...
When you are ugly,
Sanqing Mountain is very quiet. Except for the lights in the pavilions that are still on, everything has entered a dormant state. Even the two junior sisters guarding the gate of Sanqing Paradise have fallen asleep on the stone lions.
An Zhi carefully climbed out from behind a pine tree and happened to meet the spirit snake wandering outside.
"Quick, go out and walk to the right, all the way to the top of the mountain." After saying that, the spirit snake quickly jumped on An Zhi's shoulder.
An Zhi ignored everything and ran all the way to the top of the mountain according to the instructions of the spirit snake, his mind went blank.
I don't know how long I ran, stumbling and stopping all the way. When An Zhi stopped again, a look of horror appeared on his face.
In front of you, a tower towers into the clouds, majestic and majestic. After the invasion of the years, it has already appeared to be dilapidated.
"Wind and Thunder Tower!" An Zhi raised his head and looked at the tower, his sense of depression doubled.
Fenglei Pagoda is a forbidden area in Sanqing Mountain. According to legend, Meng Hong, the first lord of Sanqing Palace, suppressed the Demon Emperor Black Python General in the tower.
"Do you want to meet the Patriarch?" Spirit Snake climbed onto the stone steps of Fenglei Tower.
An Zhi was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Yes, is it Menghong?"
"Otherwise? In fact, Menghong has been practicing, which is called Meng, so we have to meet each other in dreams." The spirit snake jumped on An Zhi's shoulder again with some excitement and said: "If you want to become his outside disciple, meditate, I will help you .”
An Zhi couldn't believe this was true, and immediately sat cross-legged facing the Wind and Thunder Tower.
The spiritual snake crawled around An Zhi from left to right. After a spell he couldn't understand, An Zhi suddenly felt dizzy...
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Deep in Sanqing Mountain, the silence is poetic, accompanied only by the sound of wind and birdsong.
As An Zhi walked on the bluestone, the frogs on the roadside seemed to be croaking to welcome the guests.
Through the woods, I saw a man holding a long sword and practicing. He has strong magic. He controlled the long sword with his mind. The long sword split the stone in front of him like a ray of light. Then he flew up to the top of the tree and struck it down with one palm. The tree exploded.
An Zhi's jaw dropped in shock. Before she could react, the man had already appeared in front of her.
"Shen Anzhi?" The man called out Anzhi's name casually.
"Ah, yes, yes~~~~." It took An Zhi a while to react: "An Zhi pays homage to the ancestor."
From such a high level of Kung Fu, An Zhi felt that the man should be Meng Hong, the first lord of Sanqing Palace.
Meng Hong nodded with satisfaction: "I already know about your matter, don't be discouraged. Becoming a demon-slayer master is not something that can be accomplished overnight. The spirit snake was once my personal spiritual object, and I have been practicing in Sanqing Blessed Land. ”
"I know, I know, it's what brought me here." An Zhi was full of expectation and finally met his idol: "I, I was born in Lanmo Village at the foot of the mountain. I grew up listening to your stories since I was a child. Especially since you fought the Demon King for thirty days, so, last year, under the recommendation of the village chief, I came to Sanqing Palace to practice, but, but..."
An Zhi really couldn't describe what happened next.
Menghong nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "Well, the spiritual snake can take you into a dream. If you need anything, you can let it take you to me. We are destined to give you an injection of spiritual energy and introductory sword skills."
After saying that, Menghong exerted force on the soles of her feet and flew out. Then she put the long sword on the soles of her feet and drove away.
(End of chapter)