The sunshine in April shines on the rolling mountains, the green forests are swaying and dancing slowly in the wind, and the mountains are filled with a refreshing fragrance.
For the people and pilgrims living at the foot of Cangyu Mountain, there has been a mysterious atmosphere for more than ten days. Fifteen days ago, Lingyun Temple suddenly closed its doors to thank guests. When they arrived, they opened it again. The abbot and host had been replaced, and the original ones were also present.
Monks, however, no longer collect money for sesame oil, but instead open the door to allow people to come and go at will.
Of course, there were also rumors among the common people that the previous abbot was a barbarian, and that he had kidnapped many women and sold them to the grasslands. After being eliminated by the masters, the original abbot and some monks pretending to be barbarians also disappeared.
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For a time, the number of pilgrims in Lingyun Temple gradually became fewer and fewer, and the bustle of the past was gone. It became a quiet temple in the dense forest in the mountains, leaving behind a long and curious legend.
The lush eastern foothills.
In the Chengyun Gate on Huiyang Peak, the disciples in the gate are sitting in the yin and yang array in the square, taking in the breath and exhaling against the midday sun. In the attic in the distance, Chen Yuan lights a stick of incense and inserts it into the incense burner. The wooden carvings on the bookcase opposite
With a majestic expression and eyes that seemed to be filled with divine light, Chen Yuan bowed three times.
Then, Zhang Fei Woodcarving sniffed, then raised his voice and waved his snake spear: "Okay, the ceremony is over." After saying that, he jumped off the black horse and called his second brother Guan Yu Woodcarving to go for a walk outside.
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In an instant, the bookcases full of outstanding wood carvings of different shapes lost their majestic expressions and dispersed in a crowd. They called out to their acquaintances and went to their rooms or the corridor outside to do what they were interested in, watching from the sidelines.
The disciples in the passing sect were stunned, but they did not dare to stop him. They moved their feet carefully against the wall to avoid it.
"How do you feel now?"
Chen Yuan was sitting at the table with a chisel, and he was chipping away at the scales on a long body little by little. The person he was talking to was a small white snake coiled on the bed frame. It had one yellow and one red eye, and it looked a little cute when spitting out letters.
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"I'm fine now, Zhenjun, can you tell me the story of White Snake and Xu Xian again?"
"I'm not free today, let's try another day."
Chen Yuan actually doesn't like this story. It's not that White Snake is bad, but that Xu Xian is too cowardly and doesn't have the responsibility of a man. Sometimes it makes a man feel embarrassed just thinking about it.
However, the little white snake liked to listen, probably because it belongs to the same species of snakes, and also longs for the human body and immortality. It listened to some in the Buddha Hall that day, and during its temporary stay at Chengyun Gate, it asked from time to time, Chen Yuan
At first, he just told the story casually, but the little white snake was fascinated by it. Whenever he had time, he would stick to his side and beg to continue telling it.
"Actually, my biggest doubt is, why does White Lady give birth to a baby instead of laying eggs? You are also a snake, you should know the reason, right?"
"This...how do you know who I am?"
The little white snake hanging on the bedside shelf vomited the words quickly. I don't know if it was because it was shy, but it stopped telling stories. It quickly retracted the shelf and stretched its head against the wall.
Chen Yuan smiled and did not continue to ask. This question was meant to interrupt the entanglement of the little white snake. Immediately, he blew away the long wood carving in his hand, and the sawdust flew away. He saw someone with a thick wrist in his hand.
Carving in the shape of a dragon, use your fingers to remove the dragon head.
The power of Lingzhuan is revealed!
The dragon's eyes lit up, and a faint dragon roar suddenly sounded in the room. The wooden dragon in Chen Yuan's hand moved momentarily, with the lion's mane flying, the dragon's beard stroking, and its long body twisting.
All the fine scales on his body were stretched out, and his limbs were stretched out in the palms of his hands, and then they were thrown into the sky, as if clouds were born, and they were meandering around Chen Yuan.
It's a pity that they are just ordinary things and cannot resemble outstanding figures. The wood carvings in Senluo Hall have their own spirituality and abilities. They can only do some things according to Chen Yuan's ideas.
When he carved this dragon, he actually wanted to verify whether his magic power had improved after returning to the human body, and whether the power of the incense could be integrated with his own cultivation. He had entered the golden elixir realm, but the incense was still flowing continuously. From Zhenjun
The temple communicates to itself that if it can supplement its realm with incense, there will be no need for blood-sucking and cultivation.
If this road is open, it will be many times faster than ordinary practitioners.
"You stay in the room, I'll go out and get some fresh air." Chen Yuan didn't go out for several days, and the master didn't know where he went. He simply stood up and flicked his robe sleeves, and the wooden dragon flew straight to the table and turned into a daze again.
Silly wood carving.
He took nothing else with him. He said hello to all the outstanding people in the room and then went downstairs. The disciples of Chengyun Sect he met on the way greeted Chen Yuan respectfully. Even the elders of the sect would not treat Chen Yuan
His attitude is also kind.
After all, he was so fierce that he nearly destroyed the Canglan Sword Sect by using thunder from the sky, and he chose Lingyun Temple alone, but he couldn't do it to others.
In addition, I heard that his master was the missing sixth-generation ancestor of the Tianshi Mansion, and he was close to his sect.
Chen Yuan naturally responded politely to the disciples and elders in the sect who greeted him one by one. He has been living in Cangyu Mountain during this period, how can he act like a master?
Just after leaving the Jingxian Pavilion, a rather young disciple came over and saluted: "Zhenjun, Master, please come over."
Chen Yuan was conferred by the emperor himself, and these junior disciples could only call him this way. Over there, Chen Yuan smiled and nodded, bowed his hand in return, and then followed the junior disciple beside him.
The latter was also quietly sizing up this young true king, who was handsome and easy-going. He was not like those monks who came to pay homage to the mountain and looked down upon those with low cultivation levels.
"What's your name? How old are you?"
When walking past the huge Dao characters at the foot of the mountain wall, Chen Yuan suddenly asked. The primary and middle school disciples suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Back to Zhenjun, my name is Yun Ji. I have just turned twelve."
"Well, you have reached the point of practicing qi? You are young and have excellent qualifications." Chen Yuan praised, which made the young disciple scratch his hair a little shyly. Chen Yuan looked around: "But I saw a
An old man who behaves strangely, and a green cow?"
"I saw the old man riding an ox and running into the mountains. I even called him, but unfortunately he ignored me."
While they were talking, there was a sudden commotion at the stone steps of the mountain gate at the end of the square, and then a group of disciples from the outer chamber rushed over with swords. The quarrel became louder, and someone broke away and ran to the stone cave on the mountain wall.
, went to report to the headmaster, and happened to be passing by, Chen Yuan stopped the man.
"What happened over there?"
Seeing that it was Chen Yuan, the outer disciple did not hide anything and pointed in the direction of the mountain gate: "Back to Zhenjun, a wild Taoist priest from somewhere wants to enter the mountain and brings a monster with him, saying that he wants to see Chen...hey."
The disciple then remembered the man in front of him and quickly changed his mind: "I said I wanted to pay homage to the true king."
"I?"
Chen Yuan was also a little surprised. A wild Taoist priest brought a monster. Could it be that Sun Zhengde came out of the mountain and encountered a difficult monster and lured it here? That's not right. That guy's virtue and speed of escaping make even the monsters unable to catch him.
superior.
After thinking about it randomly, I didn't expect who it was, so I simply went to see Master Chengyun later. I waved the secrets from my sleeves to my feet, and suddenly I became light. I jumped up with my hands behind my back, floated across the sword washing pool in front, and landed in the square.
, just like a gust of wind coming to a noisy place in the blink of an eye.
Over there, a group of disciples from the outer chamber were arguing with a figure with disheveled buns and tattered monk robes.
"...How could Chengyunmen just go in and bring a monster with him!"
"Why do you say you are from Tianshi Mansion? How can Tianshi Mansion dress like this? I'm afraid it hasn't been washed for several months."
"Brothers, please don't talk to this man anymore, just drive him away."
"What should we do about the monster? There is Chengyun in the north, and the Tianshi Mansion is in charge. The monsters within a thousand miles have moved away a long time ago. Suddenly such a one comes. If it commits trouble, I thought Chengyun was just sitting back and ignoring it! Why don't we work together to capture it?
, leave it to the headmaster’s disposal!”
Amidst the noise, Chen Yuan walked closer to the back of the crowd. From the shoulders of the crowd, he saw a familiar figure at the foot of the stone steps. Looking at the face of the other person who tilted his head to argue, he immediately knew who it was.
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"Everyone, that is my old acquaintance!"
Chen Yuan suddenly spoke, so angry that the surrounding disciples in the outer chamber turned around in shock. Seeing Chen Yuan standing there with his hands behind his hands, they immediately stepped aside to allow Chen Yuan to come over.
The figure who heard the sound over there also had a smile on his face. When he saw Chen Yuan coming out of the crowd, he took a few steps forward and bowed his hands in greeting, "Fellow Daoist Chen is really easy to find. I ran to Luodu and was beaten by the gatekeeper of your house."
I am so disgraced that I finally got here and was made things difficult by a bunch of juniors."
"Then Yuan will make amends to the Taoist priest!"
Chen Yuan then laughed and bowed his hands, causing Taoist Yunlong to quickly reach out to help him, "It's just a joke, fellow Taoist, please don't take it seriously."
"Haha, I'm joking too."
The two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter. Then, Chen Yuan raised his hand to the Chengyun disciples around him: "Everyone, this is my good friend. Can you please stay here to talk?"
Naturally, everyone knew who the person in front of them was, so they held their swords and returned the salute: "My true lord, please give me your permission."
After saying that, they all dispersed, leaving the two of them standing in front of the mountain gate.
"Why don't you go in and talk?"
Chen Yuan wanted to invite Yunlong to the attic where he was staying temporarily, but the latter shook his head: "Just here, Pindao brought a monster over, it's inappropriate to bring it in with him."
monster?
Chen Yuan looked around, and for a moment his eyes fell on a dense forest on the right side of the stone steps. His voice was clear and clear: "Since you came here with Taoist Yunlong, you might as well show up."
There was a rustle in the forest, and the trees tilted and swayed. Gradually, a figure the size of a room crawled out on all fours. His body was dark, covered with large and small lumps, and there were wisps of purple smoke on both sides.
The huge eyes were a little bit scarlet.
It's a...a big toad.
At least Chen Yuan had never seen such a big one. For a moment, the toad head exposed in the woods stared directly at the figure above the stone steps. In a low voice, he asked from the closed toad mouth: "Are you the true king?"
Chen Yuan nodded: "It's me."
Immediately, he looked at Old Dao Yunlong.
"The Taoist priest brought it here, what is it doing?"
"Come to judge!"
Yunlong took off the mahogany sword from his back, glanced hard at the toad monster with its huge head exposed in the forest, sat down on the stone steps casually, and started talking about something.
"This monster was encountered by a poor Taoist in the northwest of Qishan Mountain. He was just passing by. He happened to meet monks from four small sects. They said they found a spirit in the mountain and wanted to kill it. At that time, they didn't care. Little did they know that this would happen later.
A group of three monks ran back, and one of them was killed by the toad. I went to get rid of it, but it also fought with the poor man and lost, so he said that those monks had offended it first and wanted to find someone to judge, so it named him.
Dao surname wants you to judge."
"Yes, I just want Zhenjun to judge!"
The forest shook, and a dull voice came out from the huge toad's mouth again: "I practice in the mountains. In my free time, I look at the people passing by on the road outside in the forest. They don't eat people, and they don't do evil. Why should they?"
Are they going to kill me? Do I deserve to be killed for no reason because I am a demon? Who knows that one of them has no ability and died after being contaminated by my poisonous smoke, so he ran to find this old Taoist priest..."
"Then why do you want me to judge? You know me?"
The toad blinked, and the voice came up again.
"I have seen the True King... That day you were in the sky, riding on the red clouds, and I looked up at you in the pool... Later, I overheard several monks talking about you in the mountains, and I realized that it was you that day.
Avenge your loved ones, at the expense of yourself...I believe you are naturally fair in dealing with things."
The wind blew through the forest. Headmaster Chengyun heard the news and came over at this time.
Here, Chen Yuan also had some difficulties, thinking about how to judge the other party.
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This big toad is in Chapter 148. Ming Hui told Chen Yuan that Yunlong met a toad spirit when he went to the northwest of Qishan Mountain.
Also, there will be more updates in these two days from the 28th to the 29th!