This mountain has beautiful scenery, stretches for an unknown amount of time, is verdant with green forests, and is filled with fairy spirit. It is rich in elixirs such as Polygonatum, Poria, and Ginseng.
There are even herbal collectors and woodcutters who categorically claim to have seen immortals in this mountain. Occasionally, the light of flying swords can be seen. This has attracted many young heroes and literati... who come to seek immortality and ask questions.
However... most of them wandered in the deep mountains and forests for a long time, and then came out disgraced, and were even eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards.
The foot of Mount Emei.
In a mountain village, smoke rises from the kitchen. "Brother Yu, are you going hunting again?"
Several elders from the Fang family were sitting on the bluestone steps of their home smoking cigarettes. When they saw Aaron, they greeted him with a smile.
This group, led by Fang Leshui, the ancestor of the Fang family, came to settle at the foot of Mount Emei a hundred years ago and successfully escaped the continuous disasters of war.
Nowadays, there is a new dynasty in the outside world, and it has entered a prosperous age. The Fang family has also multiplied and formed a village.
Fang Yu was born and raised in this village.
"yes!"
Aaron, wearing clothes tanned with animal skins and carrying an ox-horn bow, answered with a smile.
Now that he has decided to disguise his identity, he is playing this role very seriously.
After entering the mountains, he chose a direction and started trekking through mountains and rivers.
no doubt
The direction he chose to chase his prey seemingly unintentionally was the path to the gate of Mount Emei.
Having been rooted at the foot of Mount Emei for hundreds of years, it would be a joke to say that we still cannot touch the gate of the Emei sect.
After two days and one night.
Aaron had already seen a mountain peak, the top of which reflected the rising sun, as if it were made of gold, and was surrounded by a circle of white mist.
Faintly, a purple color filled the air.
“Emei Ten Thousand Buddhas Summit”
Aaron muttered to himself, but knew that no matter how close he got, he would never really reach the mountain gate.
Because that circle of white mist, after it goes deep, is Emei
The formation of dust particles from two realms and ten directions created! It is known as the largest formation in this realm!
This formation is said to be able to refine the soul. Once, a demon giant at the level of the soul attacked Emei, but he was trapped in the formation and was refining all his life!
A lifetime of cultivation and even immortality are all in vain!
Aaron pretended to have no interest in Mount Emei at all and started hunting nearby.
A few hours later, in the dense forest.
Whoosh!
As soon as he fired his bow and arrow, he shot a hare.
Just when Aaron went to pick up the prey, he suddenly looked up and saw two rays of light, one after the other, entering Emei again.
"It's an immortal!"
He acted stupidly with his mouth wide open, but in his heart he said to himself: "I saw it again, I'm lucky today."
In Aaron's mind, he already had a statistical table listing the Emei sword lights he had seen over the years!
"Calculating the frequency, Emei will recruit a group of disciples about every thirty or forty years. Is it time now?"
"But do you want me to do it in person now?"
"It's better to be safer and find a way to send those few Fang family children who are still good enough to explore the way first before talking about anything else?"
Aaron thought for a while and made a decision secretly.
A few days later, Aaron returned to Fangjia Village with a full harvest.
"Brother Yu...it just so happens that the clan is going to open an ancestral hall. Go quickly!"
A woman who was doing laundry shouted quickly.
"Thank you!"
Aaron stuffed the bird with Liyu and passed by. He returned home first and then released the prey. Then Shi Shiran went to the ancestral hall.
Fang’s Ancestral Hall!
Several clan elders looked solemn as they tore off the red cloth on a stone tablet.
On the stone tablet, the names of each of the Fang family's ancestors are impressively engraved. The first one is "Fang Leshui"!
"salute!"
A clan elder announced loudly.
“Every time I put incense on myself, I feel so extraordinary.”
Aaron mingled among the tribesmen, and Ting Yuan attended the first district sacrifice. When it was over, two little ones followed him.
Come up.
Fang Yu is only a boy of sixteen or seventeen. The two of them are even younger, around fourteen or fifteen years old. One has thick eyebrows and a simple and honest appearance, named Fang Jing.
The other eyeballs were wandering around with a sense of intelligence, and his name was Fang Xiaolong.
At this time, everyone was pestering Fang Yu and calling her brother eagerly.
"Two little greedy guys, are you craving for my roasted meat?"
Aaron laughed, took the two of them back home, and roasted a hare to entertain the two children.
Fang Xiaolong gnawed on one of his front legs, and his hands were covered with oil. He shouted: "Brother Yu... How about I go up to the mountain with you and learn to hunt? You teach me how to hunt, and I will respect you every day from now on."
"Haha... The mountains are very dangerous. Not to mention the tigers, wild boars and wolves... there are many unexplainable things, such as... monsters!"
Aaron took a sip of Huangpi Huhu Zhongnongtian, and then wiped the wine drain.
"Are there really monsters in the mountains?"
Fang Jing's eyes widened.
"Of course there is...for example, there is a toad near the old Longtan, which is as big as a millstone. Let me tell you, this must have become a monster!"
Aaron seemed to be drunk and gesticulated: "But you must not go!"
"certainly……"
Fang Xiaolong and Fang Jing nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
Fang Xiaolong asked again: "Since there are monsters, why is nothing happening in our village?"
"You still don't understand this? Because there are immortals on Mount Emei
Ah, haven't you heard from your family that they saw a man's sword flying by? The immortal dojo is here, what kind of monster dares to let loose?
Si?"
After Aaron said this, he fell into a deep sleep.
Fang Xiaolong and Fang Jing looked at each other, and both of them saw the same look of excitement as a naughty child.
The next day.
In the jungle.
"Xiaolong, I'm afraid!"
Fang Jing swallowed his saliva and looked at the vast sea of trees, feeling a little scared.
The two of them sneaked out of the house, wanting to see the toad the size of a millstone and the immortal.
"Don't be afraid, I have been to Laolongtan."
Fang Xiaolong swallowed, and he still had the horn bow "borrowed" from Fang Yu's brother's house on his back: "There must be no danger...and if we can meet an immortal, maybe he will accept us as his disciples?"
This was a story that Aaron often told them about a certain person who was passed by by a swordsman, who valued his qualifications, accepted him as a disciple, established the sect's foundation, and finished his little scarf.
Over time, these two young men began to believe it was true!
If I hadn't driven away wild beasts for them all the way, they would have died at least ten times.'
Aaron hid aside, quite speechless: "But... it's time to arrange an adventure, right?'
Thinking of this, he secretly sprinkled out a little bait, which was exactly the tiger-driving recipe deduced from the demon luring spectrum! Hoho!
Fang Xiaolong and Fang Jing were disoriented and had already lost their way in the jungle.
Suddenly, a gust of evil wind came from the front, and a big tiger with an eye-catching white forehead jumped out!
"Old...Tiger!"
Fang Xiaolong was so frightened that he fell to the ground and his voice became stuttering.
"Run!"
Fang Jing hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Fang Xiaolong's arm and tried to drag him, but how could he drag him?
