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Chapter 910: Chasing Stones

In addition to Li Qingyun, Zhang Sanfeng is also a living example. If these people can live such a long time, they can be said to be the best in the world, and they have been reborn as land gods. I think back then, my uncle told me a story about a building.

Mountain, the story goes something like this. It is said that in that era of bombardment, people did not have enough to eat or wear, and even their houses were broken, thatched huts. They did not have enough money to buy materials for building houses. This had to be done from a

Speaking of small villages, it is said that in that era, there were not as many people as there are today, and the roads were all dirt roads. In many places, after leaving the village, there was endless wilderness. However, just outside such a small village, something happened

Unusual things happen.

It was a sunny morning. Early in the morning, a shepherd came outside the village. This man was slovenly dressed and had more than a hundred traces of sewing and mending on his body. In addition, although this man had a whip in his hand

, but there were no sheep moving around him. He sat on the ground, staring intently at the east, as if waiting for something to arrive.

He waited until it was noon. The hot weather was like a steam oven. The visibility of the air was not high, but it did not affect anything.

The visitor was also a sheepherder. Unlike the previous sheepherder, he was dressed more decently. At this time, he was driving a group of sheep towards the sloppy sheepherder.

But, at this moment, the sloppy sheepherder suddenly stood up, walked to the decent sheepherder, and said, "Hey? What are you doing with a pile of stones on your torso?"

As the sloppy sheepherder finished speaking, the respectable sheepherder shouted: "Wow~" and then it turned into a line of blue smoke and floated up into the sky.

Then, almost in the blink of an eye, the sheep turned into a pile of prismatic stones, 6 meters long, 3 meters wide and 2 meters high, which were perfect resources for building houses.

The next day, someone in the village went out to do errands and found this pile of stones outside, so he informed the village chief. After the village chief learned about it, he thought it was divine grace, so the strong men in the village began to break stones to build houses. Finally,

Every household now lives in a secure house.

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Of course, there is another version of this story. The village is still the same village, but the version is different. This version of the story is about an immortal who passed by this village and met a beggar and said: "I am an immortal and one of the pirate kings."

Read Deathwing in its entirety."

The beggar smiled: "God? I don't believe it."

Then, the god became interested: "If you can recognize me before we go down the mountain tomorrow, I will give you money." With that, the old man who claimed to be a god left the village.

Sure enough, early the next morning, the beggar started waiting at the entrance of the village, and waited, and finally waited until noon. After that, he saw a shepherd herding sheep on the wasteland outside the village. Seeing this, the beggar said nothing and staggered.

He ran over and stopped in front of the shepherd. The beggar straightened his face and said sternly: "Why are you driving a bunch of stones away?"

As he said these words, the sheepherder shouted "Wow~" and immediately turned into a stream of blue smoke and floated away.

As for the flock of sheep he was driving, yes, it turned into a pile of prismatic stones, 6 meters long, 3 meters wide and 2 meters high, which are excellent resources for building houses.

So, the beggar informed the village chief about this matter. When the village chief heard about it, he thought it was a divine favor. So the strong men in the village began to break stones to build houses. Eventually, every household was able to live in a guaranteed house.

, but the beggar never appeared again.

In addition, there are many other stories about the legend of chasing stones, such as the story of Sister Wang Bai.

According to legend, during the reign of King Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, there was a man named Wang Baijie who had attained Taoism by the Chishui River. He was a man who was very good at killing demons and had done many good things for the people. People commemorate him.

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The Chishui River flowing through Guandu is not very wide, and there are many stones. It is said that it is related to Wang Baijie's Taoist method of driving away stones. Wang Baijie looked at the trackers on the Chishui River and saw that it was very difficult to pull the fibers. She wanted to use Taoist methods to drive away the stones on both sides of the Chishui River. The river

It can be as spacious as the Yangtze River, allowing ships to travel freely. At night, when he arrived at Guandu from Xishui, it was dawn. He rested with his back against the stone wall and asked an old farmer, "How far have you seen my pigs go?" The old farmer said

I didn't see your pig, only the stones rolling forward. This sentence broke Sister Wang Bai's secret, and the stones didn't move. Sister Wang Bai was also very angry and disappeared in an instant, leaving his back under the stone wall. He put

The mountain whip is stuck on the stone wall of the Monkey Field in Jiantan. It is said that when the river water rises to the place where the mountain whip is inserted, I want to catch the rocks again, but someone said it! The mountain whip will be inserted on the stone wall of the Monkey Field when the river water rises.

I don’t know how many people were drowned in this place. Later, Sister Wang Bai gave up using the mountain whip to drive away the stones. Next to a mountain near the monkey field, she built a large ship called Hongzhouyan. It is said that Sister Wang used it to transport stones.

Yes, looking from a distance, there are red flower stones, the sails and masts of the boat, and there are boatmen on the boat. Today's Red Boat Rock is part of the Moon Lake National Scenic Area. According to legend, with the Red Boat Rock, on the other side of the Chishui River,

There is a place called Liu Ge Dan, and there are six fairy heads bathing there. As soon as they take a bath, the mountain collapses. There is a place on the mountainside called Collapse Mountain. Many stones keep falling, but there are no stones at the foot of the mountain.

There are too many pairs of 70 stones. It is said that when Sister Wang Bai was making the Red Boat Rock, she considered that the stones that would collapse the mountain would not hit the people, so she used the Red Boat Rock boats to transport the stones to both sides of the river in Changsha Town and pile them up. When there were too many stones,

I just used a mountain whip to drive them away. Maybe the monsters in the Swan Pond delayed Sister Wang Baijie from rushing in. Now they are facing the crumbling Taigong Mountain and Taimu Mountain from a distance... the majestic Red Boat Rock, with the red boat bowing its head.

Under the blue sky, the red hull of the ship is set among the green trees, as if it is eager to sail into the depths of the white clouds; the name of the mountain, Red Boat Rock, may be to express my longing for Huan, but also to express the pursuit and yearning of the mountain...

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In addition, of course, there are other legends about Sister Wang Bai, such as the extermination of demons in the Swan Pond, which happened during the incident of driving away stones.

Before Sister Wang Bai had time to drive away the stones piled up at the foot of Taigong Mountain and Taimu Mountain, the sow dragon in the Swan Pond often came to Guandu. For a long time, the people of Changsha had caused mischief. The sow dragon was not a regular dragon, but a mountain.

The real dragon is cultivated from wild snakes in the world, and the real dragon is made from earthworms and will not harm the people. But every time the people come, the Chishui River will rise, destroying many fertile fields and mature soil. The people hate the female snake in the Swan Pond.

There was a pig dragon, but the people couldn't do anything about it, so they asked the Taoist priest Wang Baijie to practice the method to collect the sow dragon. Wang Baijie set up an incense altar by the Chishui River and practiced the method for seven or forty-nine days, together with his private disciple who was only three months old.

Go to the Swan Pond on the top of Xishui Changcaigou Mountain, which is now separated from Guandu, and prepare to catch the sow dragon...

Sister Wang Baijie and his disciples took the magic sword and practiced magic again by the Swan Pond. Taoist leader Wang Baijie brought the sword and used the water avoidance method to open up a passage to the bottom of the water. Soon the lake was shaking and the mountains were shaking. That was the Taoist priest.

The elder Wang Baijie fought with the sow dragon for about an hour. Wang Baijie was riding on the sow dragon and holding the dragon's beard with her hands. His apprentice was very frightened when he saw it, so he shouted, "Master, I'm so scared! That one is so scared."

The Sow Dragon heard that it turned out that the person who wanted to kill me was a mortal, I was not afraid and entered the water... Later, Sister Wang Bai entrusted a dream to her apprentice, saying that when she met him in the future, she would say that her master was a master from heaven and earth.

, was actually a Taoist priest who came down from heaven, and told him that he needed to use tiles to cover the master and his birth date with tiles, so that he could kill the Sow Dragon.

When Wang Baijie's apprentice followed the master's dream, the sow dragon disguised himself as a very pitiful old man and insisted on opening the tiles to find his lost money. As soon as he opened the tiles, the old man revealed the secret.

... Sister Wang Bai entrusted her apprentice with a dream, asking him to set up a stove next to the Swan Pond and boil the water in the Swan Pond using Sister Wang Bai's Taoism. In this way, if he killed the sow dragon on land, he would have hope of killing it.

Regarding Sister Wang Bai’s killing of the sow dragon in Swan Pond, people on both sides of the Chishui River went to watch the battle. The crowd was too large and mixed, and the sow dragon disguised itself as a group of beggars and mingled with the crowd. When Seven Seven Forty-Nine was about to arrive, a group of

The beggar asked Sister Wang Bai's apprentice to give him food, but Sister Wang's apprentice refused to give them food and told them that they were not cooking. Thinking that his master was a filial son and a kind man, Sister Wang's apprentice opened the lid of the pot and showed it to the beggar.

After uncovering it, the water in the pot was poured back into the lake. The water in the lake returned to its original position. The plan was disrupted again. The sow dragon saw through it. Sister Wang Bai's apprentice was always a mortal and could not defeat the sow dragon.

Cunning sow dragon.

Sister Wang Bai asked her apprentice again in a dream to place the demon mirror by the lake, so that the water could flood the road. Perhaps it was a dream that Sister Wang's apprentice put the demon mirror on the top of the mountain, so that the water in the Swan Pond would never be able to flood it.

, is now a stone on the top of the mountain, witnessing the legend of Sister Wang Baijie’s battle with the sow dragon. It is said that Sister Wang Baijie still fought the sow dragon in the Swan Pond, more than 1,300 years ago!

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Of course, these legends are common, so I said that the old man in front of me is a god. Otherwise, why would he talk so eloquently? Just like the brother of Taibai Jinxing who figured out that I would be lucky, he talks in the same way.

Son.

Moreover, I think this old man’s feet seem a bit big, and he also likes to reach out and pick them. Well, basically, I can conclude that this old man is undoubtedly a barefoot immortal!


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