A fiery red sword light fell from the sky, and Lin Zhao landed on the Immortal Platform. The Immortal Platform under his feet was like an ancient giant rock, without any spirituality. He stood on the Immortal Platform, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and the entire Lingze Mountain was empty.
The folding fan goddess Liu Liying is not here, and Wu Yuanzi is not here. It seems that Wu Yuanzi has no intention of taking action so early, and still wants to complete the plan of the ten-person competition on the Immortal Platform in two days.
He rose into the sky again and overlooked the entire Immortal Platform. The shape of the Immortal Platform was like an arch bridge that spanned the Immortal Mountain and the Heaven. However, this arch bridge had no spirituality now. It should be because the Immortal Platform had not yet been opened. When Lin
When Zhao studied it carefully, he found that the construction of the Dengxian Terrace was ingenious. Not only was the appearance extremely magnificent, but the interior design was also very exquisite. The edges were carved with countless antique patterns. The builder of this Dengxian Terrace must have been
Extraordinary, and may even be inextricably linked to Wu Yuanzi.
He studied for a long time, but to no avail, so he left the Immortal Platform and walked among the mountains on a donkey.
…
In the mountains, there are bamboo forests everywhere, and wild donkeys snort and work hard on their way.
Lin Zhao once again put on a green shirt and a bamboo hat, dressed like a swordsman. Just before noon, a long folk song came from the front, and he saw an old woodcutter wearing a blue short shirt.
After bundling the chopped firewood, he looked up and saw Lin Zhao coming on a donkey. He didn't even panic. He put one hand on his hips and fanned the wind with the palm of the other, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from, little brother?"
Lin Zhao squinted his eyes and smiled. In the field of vision of the Nascent Soul Realm, a bright cypress tree appeared behind the old woodcutter. This was a mountain spirit. Its true appearance was just a cypress tree, but it was nothing more than a spirit in the world of flowers.
There was no hostility at all, so Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I come from a far away place. Is this old man a local?"
"That's not the case."
The old woodcutter sat down on the stone and said with a smile: "Brother, did you bring some water to quench my thirst?"
"If there's no water, will wine be okay?"
"That's better!"
So, Lin Zhao took out a pot of green bamboo wine and threw it over. Then he took out a pack of spiced beef and spread it on the stone. He smiled and said, "Please use it, old man. You're welcome."
The old woodcutter smiled and nodded. He took two bites of a piece of beef. It was very delicious. When he drank, his white beard was stained with wine stains. Although he was just a woodcutter in the mountains, he seemed to have a fairy spirit. This cypress spirit was a
In the Jindan realm, he should be considered a senior expert on Lingze Mountain.
Lin Zhao held the Liquan Sword in his arms, leaned on a stalagmite, and looked up at the Immortal Platform in the distance, looming among the clouds.
"Little brother."
The old woodcutter smiled and said: "Could it be that he is also an immortal on that mountain and came here to climb the immortal platform?"
"That's right."
Lin Zhao scratched his head and said: "I am a foreigner and basically know nothing about this Immortal Platform. If the old man knows some secrets, why don't you tell me?"
"This Climbing Platform is used by the gods on the mountain. It is very powerful." After taking a sip of wine, the old woodcutter wiped his mouth. When he looked at the Climbing Platform, he said with a bit of respect, "It is said that when it was built,
The person who built this Climbing Platform to Immortals was a famous craftsman named Li Chun in the ancient Shu Kingdom. Li Chun's craftsmanship was so superb that it could arouse the feelings of heaven and man. It is said that after building this Climbing Platform to Immortals, Li Chun
He received the edict of heaven and earth, became a true divine craftsman, and ascended to the fairy world."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao frowned: "You didn't leave anything behind for Baihua Tianxia?"
"No."
The old woodcutter shook his head, grabbed a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it for a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh, remembered something, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot. In order to build the Dengxian Platform, Li Chun spent ten miles on the Dengxian Platform. They lived in a cottage in the valley outside and left their heirs. Later, it was passed down from generation to generation, forming a Li family village. It is said that descendants of Li Chun still live there."
"oh?"
Lin Zhao's heart moved and he said with a smile: "Really?"
The old woodcutter smiled and said: "My brother and I met by chance but he generously gave me wine and meat. Why did I lie to you? If you want to visit immortals, you might as well go to Lijia Village. Maybe you can find some clues."
"Thanks!"
Lin Zhao lightly cupped his fists, turned around and rode the wild donkey on the road, while the old woodcutter narrowed his eyes and watched Lin Zhao walk away, before he turned into an old cypress tree in the mountains. This appearance was not in vain. Come back, just for the plate of beef and the pot of green bamboo wine, it was worth it. I have never drunk such a mellow wine in my life!
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Afternoon.
Lin Zhao walked around half a circle and finally came to a village in a valley. It was Lijia Village. However, the houses in the village were not densely populated. The houses were far apart. They were all hunters, farmers and the like. Lin Zhao After asking around all the way, I discovered that Lijia Village was no longer the original Lijia Village, but had become a village of hundreds of families. People with other surnames continued to pour in. On the contrary, the population of the Li family was withering, and they were scattered. Now the Li family is There is only one impoverished scholar left in the village. Everyone has forgotten the scholar's name. We all know that he is called Li Xiucai. He fails the exam every year and his family's property has long been sold out. Now he has ended up with a destitute family.
When Lin Zhao came to Li Xiucai's house, he found that what the villagers said was not exaggerated at all. The real house had only four walls, and even no walls were left. Half of the earthen wall in front of the thatched house collapsed, leaving only two wooden pillars. He stood there miserably, and there was nothing in the house. He had a pot, an armful of firewood, and a little rice and noodles. These were probably his last things. In addition, there was a pile of clean saint's notes. Although the scholar was poor, he did not neglect the letters at all.
At this time, behind the stove, a patched scholar was lighting a fire, and two eggs were boiling in the pot. This should be Li Xiucai's dinner today.
"Excuse me."
Lin Zhao stood outside. Although he could see the scene inside at a glance, he still did not dare to take the risk. He clasped his fists outside and said respectfully: "Is this Li Xiucai's house?"
Li Xiucai was stunned, quickly dusted himself off, stood up and went outside: "I am Li Xiucai, who is this young master?"
"Oh, I'm a foreigner."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I just walked past the Immortal Climbing Platform. I admire Immortal Li Chun who built the Immortal Climbing Platform back then, so I came to Lijiacun to see the descendants of Immortal Li Chun."
"Ashamed, ashamed..."
Li Xiucai's face suddenly turned red and he said: "The Li family is unworthy of their descendants and has embarrassed their ancestors..."
"Nothing."
Lin Zhao smiled: "Studying and learning is definitely not a shame."
"This young man looks gentle and gentle. Is he also a scholar?"
"Well, when I was a child, I went to a private school and read a little bit, but I only had one or two drops of ink in my stomach, so I was not humane."
"That's it..."
Li Xiucai looked at the sky and saw that night had begun to fall, so he hurriedly wiped the stools and old and mottled tables outside with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Young Master, you must have worked hard for coming from a long way.
take a break."
"Well, thanks."
Lin Zhao was not polite, turned around and sat down, while Li Xiucai turned around and fished out two hard-boiled eggs from the pot, put them in cold water to cool down slightly, then fished them out with his bare hands and placed them in a gap.
He put the bowl in his hands and handed it to Lin Zhao, smiling and saying: "My family is sitting around surrounded by books, and there is nothing to entertain."
This is his only dinner today!
Lin Zhao frowned, Li Xiucai must not have a bad character, he just studied hard and made himself stupid. After handing the egg to Lin Zhao, Li Xiucai slapped his forehead and said: "Oh,
Almost forgot!"
He hurriedly returned to the house, took out an old diary, dipped it in a little ink and wrote on the diary "I owe Aunt Wang two eggs". Then he put the diary away and went back outside, only to find that in the bowl
The eggs were not touched at all, and he suddenly became even more ashamed and said: "Master, why don't you eat? It's okay, I'm not hungry. I ate too much at noon."
He touched his stomach, but it made an unsatisfactory growl.
Lin Zhao looked calm and did not laugh. In terms of poverty, who could be poorer than Lin Zhao at that time? That is the real poverty-stricken family. Therefore, Lin Zhao will never laugh at other people's poverty whenever and wherever in this life. After all, he has experienced it.
Yes, he smiled, took something out of his arms, and said with a smile: "I brought some food with me when I visited the immortals in the mountains. If Mr. Li doesn't dislike Lin Zhao, we might as well sit down and eat some together."
As he spoke, a package of roasted chicken, a package of pork belly, and a package of salted peanuts were spread out on the table. Then he took out two pots of wine and two wine glasses. After pouring a glass of wine for himself and Li Xiucai, he began
Peeling eggs, eating eggs and drinking wine at the same time, the taste seemed... a bit weird, and Li Xiucai swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Lin Zhao's meaning couldn't be more obvious. If he eats his own eggs, he can do it too.
Eat his food. Otherwise, you are afraid of being embarrassed.
For a moment, Li Xiucai's face turned red again, and he felt extremely ashamed, but he couldn't resist the delicious food in front of him, so he had to pick up his chopsticks.
Lin Zhao was cheerful. He picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Take one?"
"Okay, let's go one!"
Li Xiucai clinked glasses with Lin Zhao, and immediately drank a glass of wine, and then took a bite of roast chicken drumstick. Li Xiucai's eye circles suddenly became moist. Over the years, this was probably the best thing he had ever eaten in his life. As for
The young swordsman in front of him is obviously a man with ink in his belly and a gentleman's demeanor. Could it be that he is the noble person of his destiny?
…
After a few glasses of wine, Li Xiucai was slightly tipsy and a little more worried. He gently put the wine glass on the table and said softly: "Li is so ashamed... I have read books for so many years, but I don't even have any honors.
It’s really embarrassing for my ancestors. I’m going to take the exam again this year, so I borrowed money from my fellow villagers. If I don’t succeed again, I don’t want to come back.”
