Chapter 1441 Visitors to the Peach Blossom Spring (1500 monthly tickets for October)
The first additional update!)
Liang Yan's mind was turbulent, but on the surface he remained calm.
"Sorry, it was Liang who was abrupt. I wonder where this place is?" Liang Yan asked as calmly as possible.
"This is 'Wangxia Mountain', which belongs to the territory of our 'Shiling Clan'. Not far from the bottom of the mountain is our tribe's village. If you don't mind it, fellow Taoists, you can come and sit in our village."
"Tribe? Village?"
Liang Yan was secretly surprised.
You must know that most cultivators are aloof and live alone. They often occupy a mountain top as a cave, and no other people are allowed near the cave.
Unless they are from sects or aristocratic families, I have never heard of cultivators gathering together.
Not to mention the tribes and villages of cultivators, it sounds like the alien race in "Flying Fish Fifteen Continents".
Liang Yan took a skeptical attitude and looked at the woodcutter man in front of him again, and saw that he was full of heaven, with smooth qi and blood, and his aura was undoubtedly human.
"It's strange. Could it be that the entire village belongs to his family? The so-called tribe is the aristocratic family?"
Liang Yan thought about it over and over, and only thought of this possibility.
The environment here is somewhat special. I have just arrived and I don’t understand many things. Since the other party warmly invited me, I might as well go with the flow and go over to find out what’s going on here.
Thinking of this, Liang Yan smiled and said, "I don't know what you call your friend?"
"There is a lot in Xialu!" the woodcutter's voice was very bold.
"It turns out that we are brothers. Since Taoist friends sincerely invite you, Liang is going to be nagging." Liang Yan chuckled.
"Haha, what are you talking about? Anyone who comes is a guest! Brother Liang, come with me!"
Lu Dayou laughed loudly, waved the sickle in his hand, and immediately whipped up two strong winds, chopping up all the branches and vines blocking the road, and opened a road ahead.
Liang Yan followed him slowly down the mountain, chatting and laughing along the way, and getting along quite harmoniously.
After some conversation, Liang Yan discovered that Lu Dayou was an upright person. His boldness was not like a disguise. He only tried a few words to test the situation before he told the situation in the tribe without reservation.
It turned out that this "Stone Spirit Clan" was different from what he had guessed. It was not a gathering place of aristocratic cultivating families, but was formed by monks living nearby.
There are no sects, no aristocratic families, and no cities here, just tribes.
Tribes are divided by region. Just like here, the north of Wangxia Mountain, the south of Jinsha River, the west of Luofengling, and the east of Longding Mountain all belong to the sphere of influence of the "Shiling Clan".
The "Shiling Clan" is rich in fine wines and is hospitable. As Lu Dayou said, everyone who comes is a guest. Travelers passing through the village, regardless of their gender, age, or level of cultivation, will receive their warm hospitality.
Liang Yan's first impression of Lu Dayou was not bad, but there was one thing he couldn't understand.
We are all monks, regardless of our level of cultivation. Flying in the air is a normal thing, right? There are no air restrictions here. I don’t understand why we have to fight through thorns in the mountains and forests and walk down the mountain with only one pair of feet.
Although he was confused, the other party didn't say anything, so Liang Yan didn't want to ask more questions, so as not to violate other people's taboos.
Just like this, following Lu Dayou, talking and laughing all the way, in about half a stick of incense, we finally descended from "Wangxia Mountain" and came to an official road.
When they arrived here, Lu Dayou still did not choose to fly in the air. Instead, he pulled an ox cart from the roadside.
"Brother Liang, I didn't know beforehand that you would come. This ox cart was parked here before I went up the mountain. It's a bit crude. Please forgive me!"
Lu Dayou looked a little apologetic. After he finished speaking, he got in the car and tidied it up, making a seat out of straw.
"Brother Liang, I can only aggrieve you a little. I will arrange a good place for you after I return to the village."
"Friend Lu"
Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help it and asked: "You and I are both cultivators, why do we need to use an ox cart to travel? We can escape from the light together, fly to the sky and the earth, and go in and out of the Qingming, wouldn't we be free and at ease?"
"Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth?" Lu Dayou glanced at him with a surprised look on his face.
"Brother Liang, don't be ridiculous. How can you use this kind of magic at will? You must know that there is a spirit in heaven. Flying at will is a great disrespect to God. Unless there is a reason, you must pray to God sincerely before you can use the flying escape technique. As for the flying escape technique.
Let alone escape from the earth, the earth under your feet is the mother that gives birth to all living things. The art of escape from the earth is expressly prohibited in all major tribes. How could Brother Liang say such a thing?"
After hearing this, Liang Yan felt incredible.
What you seek in cultivation is freedom and freedom of mind. Why do the monks here not even dare to fly to the sky and escape to the earth, but they have to use an ox cart to travel? This is simply unheard of.
"Where did you hear about the existence of spirits in heaven and Mother Earth?" Liang Yan asked curiously.
"This has been passed down from generation to generation."
Lu Dayou seemed to be saying something that was a matter of course, and did not feel that it was inappropriate at all. On the contrary, it was Liang Yan's words that aroused his suspicion.
"Brother Liang, which tribe are you from? Didn't your parents tell you these rules?"
Looking at Lu Dayou's confused expression, Liang Yan thought for a while and said, "Actually, I have never met my parents. I have been practicing with my master in the mountains since I was a child. I was not allowed to go down the mountain until not long ago. This is also the first time I have come out to see the world.
, I didn’t understand many rules, which made Brother Lu laugh.”
"It turns out that Brother Liang has such a life experience."
Lu Dayou sighed softly, and the doubt on his face gradually disappeared, turning to a trace of sympathy.
"I'm sorry, Lu is too talkative. I shouldn't have inquired about Brother Liang's family affairs. When we get to the village later, I will entertain my brother!"
"Brother Lu, be happy, I won't come back until you're drunk!"
Liang Yan smiled and was not restrained. He got on the cart and lay down on the straw pile.
"Brother Liang, let's set off!"
Lu Dayou laughed heartily and drove the bullock cart in front. The big ox was somewhat smart. Before his whip came down, it had already spread its hooves and pulled the bullock cart forward.
Squeak! Squeak!
The wheels of the cart were stuck in the yellow mud, leaving two long traces. The spring breeze blew in the face, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and the lazy sunshine shone down, coating the cart and straw with a golden glow.
Everything is so peaceful and peaceful.
For Liang Yan, who had just experienced a narrow escape, time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
The sun shone on the straw, and a unique aroma flowed into his nose, making him feel extraordinarily peaceful.
The spring breeze carried him all the way, and the ox cart moved forward slowly. Liang Yan didn't care about the speed, and let the ox cart take him up and down, over several hillsides, and through a dense forest, until there was an elegant sound coming from the front.
Floral.
"This floral fragrance is so special!"
Liang Yan was lying on a pile of straw, with his head on his arms and a straw in his mouth.
"That's not true!"
Lu Dayou's rough voice came from the front: "This is the 'Moon Praying Flower' unique to our village. It must be watered with special spring water to grow. It cannot be found in other places! And our Shiling Tribe's 'Drunken Moon Wine'
'It is made from the nectar of this flower, and it is famous far and wide! Brother Liang, when you come to our village, you must try this 'Drunken Moon Wine', otherwise I, Lao Lu, will not agree!"
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and sat up from the pile of straw.
Turning his head to look, he saw a village appearing in the distance. The village occupies a very large area, but there are no defensive restrictions or formations.
There are golden fields outside the village, where unknown spiritual grains are planted. Monks in twos and threes are dressed as farmers, waving hoes in the fields.
What makes Liang Yan strange is that although the cultivation of these farmers is not high, they are at least in the Qi training stage. Some have even built foundations. At this time, they are all working in the fields with their hands, and no one uses magic.
"I can tell that you people from the outside don't seem to like using magic." Liang Yan said with a smile on the ox cart.
He always remembered that he was a monk "living in seclusion in the mountains", so he called Lu Dayou "a person from the outside world".
"Haha, it depends on what little brother is thinking. What is the purpose of practicing? The higher the realm, the longer the life span, but if everything is done by magic, how can you experience the joy of life?"
"Fun?" Liang Yan had a strange look on his face, shook his head and said, "Isn't cultivation for immortality? Is it for enjoyment?"
"Immortality?" Lu Dayou also had a strange look on his face. "Brother Liang has lived in the mountains for a long time, and his thoughts are indeed different from ours. The theory of immortality is too ethereal. The ways of heaven are endless, but manpower is sometimes poor.
Where is the way to immortality? If you practice till the end, you will probably not be able to escape death, right?"
After listening to Lu Dayou's words, Liang Yan smiled lightly and said nothing more.
He suddenly noticed that the monks here seemed to have some ideological differences from the monks in Antarctic Immortal Continent.
It's useless to talk too much, and it may cause trouble for yourself. Now it's better to find a way to get acquainted with the people here first, and getting good information is the most important thing.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a man's voice from afar, shouting:
"Dayou, did you go to Wangxia Mountain again? Did you find any good treasures?"
Liang Yan followed the sound and saw an old man wearing a soap robe, riding on the back of an ox, walking leisurely.
"certainly!"
Lu Dayou weighed the firewood behind him with his backhand and said with a smile: "I found a lot of good stuff this time. I will send them to your house later to see if I can make a decent gadget."
After hearing this, the old man in soap robes' eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and said, "Hey! It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip. I'll wait and see!"
"Hahaha!"
Lu Dayou smiled, pointed to the pile of straw behind him, and continued: "Not only did I find good wood, but I also brought back a guest. Here, he is right behind."
"guest?"
The eyes of the old man in soap robes condensed slightly, and soon fell on Liang Yan.
"Liang Zhidao, I've met my Taoist friend!" Liang Yan stood up with a smile and bowed to the old man in soap robes.
"It's true! I've never seen it before!"
The old man in soap robe was stunned for a moment, and then returned the greeting: "Old Chunhua, the old rotten wood, is the patriarch of the Shiling tribe. I wonder which tribe you are a monk from?"
"He is a hermit in the mountains. He came down the mountain for the first time and happened to pass by here. He wanted to taste the fine wine of our Shiling Tribe!"
Before Liang Yan could speak, Lu Dayou had already answered for him.
"That's it! We, the Stone Spirit Tribe, haven't had guests visit us for many years. It seems that today is a festive day. I will write a letter and inform the people in the village, so we must be well prepared."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Chunhua had already taken out a bamboo tube, flicked it on it, and a piece of white paper flew out immediately.
He opened his mouth again and spat out, and lines of writing appeared on the white paper. He blew it gently and turned into a ray of glow, heading straight for the village in the distance.
"Liang is just a passerby, doesn't it need to be so grand?" Liang Yan frowned.
Mu Chunhua shook his head and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? Our Shiling tribe is already very hospitable, let alone no one has been here for many years. If you don't mind, little brother, just stay in the village for a few days and let's go."
We will do our best to serve as landlords."
"Yes, yes!" Lu Dayou also agreed: "Brother Liang, it's your first time going down the mountain anyway. It's the same wherever you go. Why don't you stay with our Shiling tribe for a few days."
"Okay, then Liang will be disrespectful!"
Faced with the cordial invitation from the two of them, Liang Yan did not refuse and readily agreed.
After all, I came here for the first time, I am not familiar with the place, and I have fallen into a low level. It would be a good choice to find a place to settle down.
However, he still felt a little strange. Lu Dayou from Juyuan Realm called himself "Fellow Taoist", and Mu Chunhua, the patriarch of Jindan Realm, also called himself "Fellow Taoist". They didn't seem to have much regard for monks from different realms.
difference.
While thinking about it, Namu Chunhua cupped his hands and said goodbye to the two of them: "I have important matters to attend to. I have been away from the village for the past few days. Please help me entertain this little brother."
"Do not worry."
Lu Dayou patted his chest, said goodbye to Mu Chunhua, raised his whip, pulled the ox cart and continued forward, arriving at the entrance of the village not long after.
Liang Yan got out of the car, walked side by side with Lu Dayou, and entered the village together.
Perhaps the Stone Spirit Clan has really not had outsiders come for a long time. When they heard that guests were visiting, many monks came to watch. Although these people were not high in cultivation, they were as enthusiastic as Lu Da.
There were many young female cultivators among them. When they saw Liang Yan approaching, their faces turned slightly blushing. They hid in the crowd and peeked at him from time to time, looking very curious.
Some of them were brave enough to sneak right into the front of the crowd, smile sweetly, whisper to him, and even make secret glances at him.
Liang Yan is also a tall and handsome man. Especially after breaking through the realm of transformation, his whole temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. Even if his realm has fallen at this moment, he still has an indescribable mysterious temperament.
This kind of temperament is extremely lethal to the girls of the Stone Spirit Tribe.
However, Liang Yan had no intention of looking for flowers and willows. Faced with the warm greetings of the Shiling tribe, he responded to them all one by one. Soon, under the leadership of Lu Dayou, he came to an antique courtyard in the village.