Luoyang gently lifted the leg that was pressing on him and put it down. But before he could get out of bed sideways, the big white leg stretched out again and pressed on him.
A wry smile appeared on Luoyang's lips. He carefully grabbed Bai Jing's ankles, lifted her legs up, and put the pillow underneath.
This time I succeeded, my fair legs were pressed on the pillow and didn't move any more.
Luoyang opened the quilt and got out of bed.
The beautiful and moving scenery came into his eyes, which caused him a little trouble. He gently covered his white body with the quilt, picked up his clothes and went out.
Half an hour later, Luoyang arrived at Tianfu Square.
This time is 11:01 pm, just entering midnight.
Tianfu Square is quiet. Usually there are dozens of aunts dancing here, but at this time, even the toughest aunts have gone home.
Luoyang glanced around and saw no one.
The cockatiel asked him to come to Tianfu Square at midnight. He came, but he was nowhere to be seen.
A cockatiel suddenly flew over and landed on the shoulder of the great statue in Tianfu Square.
It was the cockatiel that had become a spirit through cultivation. Luoyang recognized it at a glance and walked over quickly.
"Fellow Taoist, you are quite punctual." The cockatiel said something clearly. He didn't speak Chinese at any level, but at least he spoke Mandarin to a standard better than many people in Shu.
Luoyang got straight to the point: "Where is your master?"
"My master has already made tea at home and is waiting for fellow Taoist monks to come over," said the cockatiel.
"Where does your master live?" Luoyang felt a little unhappy. If this was the case, the cockatiel should have invited him directly to where Guishan Zhenren lived instead of here.
The cockatiel flew down from the shoulders of the great man's statue and landed on the base. One of them grabbed the base and pulled it a few times. Suddenly, a spiritual light burst out from one of the facades of the base. The light and shadow were distorted, and it actually appeared.
A small door made of spiritual light.
"My master lives there, please follow me, fellow Taoist," the cockatiel said.
"Wait a minute." Luoyang stopped it, "I have never met your master, and I don't even know whether your master is a friend or an enemy. If you just open a door and want me to follow you in, you think I'm stupid.
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"You're not stupid, but you have no choice. I'll go in first and you decide whether to follow me. However, I still want to remind you that this matter is related to your life and death. You'd better make the right choice."
Finally, the cockatiel flew into the small door made of light and shadow and disappeared.
Luoyang came to the foot of the statue of the great man, looked at the small door with distorted light and shadow, and felt very hesitant.
Go in, there may be a trap inside.
If you don't go in, if what the other party says is true, he has been targeted by some big shot above and is about to take action against him. If he doesn't have any information at all, he will be very passive and very dangerous.
To go in or not to go in?
"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor. It's okay to go and have a look, just adapt to the situation." Luoyang made a decision and ducked into the small door with distorted light and shadow.
The blinding light and shadow disappeared, and the scenery became clear. Here is the foot of a big mountain, which is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the forest is lush. There is a thatched house in a bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. The golden thatched roof is clean and tidy, and a wooden wall hanging
String red peppers and bamboo hats.
Is it Wolong or Fengxia who lives in this mountain and this house?
A cockatiel stood on top of a pavilion in the yard and chirped.
Luoyang walked towards the hut, observing all directions and listening in all directions as he walked, and his supersensory perception spread in all directions with his body as the center.
This space is very strange. What he can see is the wall of light and shadow. The entire space is like a crystal ball. The mountains, forests, huts, grassland, farmland, etc. he sees are all in the crystal ball.
Set the scene. He tried to find evidence that this space was just a world of shadows, but he couldn't find it. He felt that what he saw was fake, but everything in this space was real.
We arrived at the thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain. A fence wall was covered with lentil pods. The green pods were in clusters and growing very well. The pavilion was behind the fence wall, with several straw curtains hung and a bamboo mat spread on the wooden floor.
, a short coffee table was placed on the bamboo mat, with a pot of tea on it and a few stoneware tea cups. There was a mat on each side of the coffee table, with a light yellow smiling face embroidered on it.
Luoyang's eyes were fixed here. After confirming that it was the smiling face picture in the WeChat picture, a confused feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
From the time he came to this secret realm to now, this place gave him a fairy-like feeling, which was in line with the characteristics of a hermitage for immortals in his perception. However, the WeChat smiley faces on the two cushions shattered this feeling.
everything.
A door opened, and an old man in green robes walked out. The old man had a thin face and a tall figure. He held a folding fan in his hand and exuded an air of elegance all over his body.
Luoyang followed the wooden door that was half a man tall and arched his hands: "Junior Luoyang took the liberty of paying me a visit."
The old man in green robe also bowed his hands to the wooden door, and then said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Luo, please come in."
He raised the folding fan in his hand, flicked it, and the wooden door opened.
Luoyang walked in and looked at the old man: "Dare I ask if the senior is the real Guishan?"
"It's me, let's chat while drinking tea." Kameyama walked towards the pavilion.
Luoyang followed Master Guishan to the pavilion. He took off his shoes and entered the pavilion, sitting opposite Master Guishan.
Master Guishan picked up the teapot and made tea with skillful movements.
The cockatiel flew into the pavilion and settled on Kameyama's shoulder.
Master Guishan said: "Why don't you come to join in the fun? You can have fun yourself."
The cockatiel flew away again.
Master Guishan smiled and said: "This parrot spirit is clingy, fellow Taoist, don't be offended."
"Senior, I don't dare." Luoyang lowered his stance, "Senior, may I ask where this place is?"
"Fellow Daoist Luo, what do you think this place is?"
Luoyang didn't like guessing riddles, but he still guessed cooperatively: "Is this... the fairyland?"
Master Kameyama stroked a gray beard on his chin and smiled broadly: "To be precise, it's the upper realm, but this is not the upper realm, this is the cave."
Luoyang was no stranger to the word "cave heaven". He had read some fairy tales and there were many descriptions of cave heaven. But it was, after all, he never thought that one day he would visit a cave sky. It felt weird.
"Have you ever eaten bread, Fellow Daoist Luo?"
Luoyang nodded: "After eating, why do you ask me this?"
Kameyama said: "This world is like a huge piece of bread. In some places
"It's really magical. Thank you, senior, for the invitation. It's an eye-opener for this junior." Luoyang said and looked into the distance again.
Just like Kameyama's description, this space is like a honeycomb structure.
Luoyang's eyes moved to the sky, where the light and shadow were like walls, and he couldn't see the outside scene. He didn't see the sun or anything, but the light here was like dusk, always shrouded in dim light, giving people the feeling of an old dream.
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"There is nothing up there, it is nothingness." Master Kameyama said.
Luoyang withdrew his gaze, looked at Master Guishan, and thought about how to speak.
Master Guishan picked up the teacup and said, "Fellow Taoist Luo, please have some tea."
Luoyang picked up the tea cup with both hands and took a sip of tea. After putting down the tea cup, he got to the point: "Senior, your parrot told me that I was in trouble. This matter is related to my life and death. I can't figure it out. Why?
Please give me some advice, senior."
Master Guishan smiled but said nothing.
Luoyang patiently said again: "Senior's parrot mentioned the female slave and Yizhen Taoist's Thunder Sword. Is this really as serious as it says?"
"Did you release the female demon's spirit?"
Luoyang nodded: "I put it there."
"Is Taoist Yizhen's Thunder Sword in your hand?"
Luoyang nodded again: "It's in my hand. I wanted to bring it, but I thought it would be disrespectful to bring a sword when I came to visit you for the first time, so I didn't bring it."
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Master Guishan glanced at Luoyang's right hand.
Luoyang didn't cover up either and put his right hand on the coffee table openly.
"Chi You's Heaven-Breaking Hand, you are really brave. You dare to accept this taboo thing." Master Guishan said.
Luoyang said: "Senior, just tell me, who wants to kill me, is it you?"
"Hahaha, life is scary. If I want to kill you, can you still come here?"
"If senior's information is not free, you can just say so." Luoyang didn't want to beat around the bush with him.
Master Guishan looked straight at Luoyang: "Fellow Daoist Luo, who do you think I am?"
"Heaven." Luoyang had already guessed.
Heavenly beings are immortals.
First of all, this is the cave. Among the immortals, only the immortals live in the cave.
Secondly, Luoyang has never given up on sensory investigation since the appearance of Guishan Zhenren. The spiritual power of Guishan Zhenren is so powerful that it is unfathomable.
He made his judgment based on these two items.
"You are very smart and have some vision." After a slight pause, Master Guishan also stated his purpose, "Chi You's sky-shattering hand is on you. I would like to ask fellow Taoist Luo to help me find someone."
"Who did senior ask me to find?"
"The Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens."
There is a goddess list in the Chinese mythology system. There are six goddesses on it. Nuwa, the goddess of creation, is ranked first, followed by the mother of the earth, Empress Tuhuang Dizhi, and the third is the Queen Mother of the West, the head of the fairies.
They are the Nine Heavens Xuannv who is known as the God of War, the fifth one is the Moon Goddess Chang Xi, and the last one is the Drought Goddess Nvba.
Luoyang stared at Guishan Zhenren.
This old man actually asked him to help find Jiutian Xuannv. Is he serious?