Chapter 624 What kind of aura does it require me to go down and find in person?
The sea of clouds in the early morning was looser, like a rising tide, spreading from the bottom of the cliff to the Taoist's sleeping place. Below it was billowing clouds and mist, flowing and changing. Above was the blue sky, and the terraces filled with water became fences, like
Pieces of sapphires.
This is what the Taoist saw when he woke up.
It's like a paradise on earth.
Fortunately, I am in a fairyland.
The temperature was still icy and cool, but the sunshine brought warmth. The Taoist had breakfast, packed his bags, and walked up the mountain with the cats and horses.
The sky is clear above, the clouds and mist are flowing below, and there is a dividing line in the middle.
The Taoist walked up the field ridge.
On the roadside, there is a middle-aged man wearing an old white robe standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of clouds in Longchi in front of him. There is also a monk wearing a moon-white robe sitting cross-legged, facing the east, closing his eyes and saying nothing, welcoming him with his face.
Under the early morning sunshine from the east, there were some hermits of different ages on the top of the mountain. They brought wine pots, food, poems, books, harps and flutes, and sat in a circle, talking and laughing freely, playing and playing music from time to time.
These are probably what middle-aged people named Liu call hermits.
Seeing the Taoist walking out of the clouds and mist, maybe they felt that the scene was a bit fairy-like. Everyone looked at him, some saluted, bowed, or spoke to him.
The Taoists also stopped and responded one by one.
After walking up to the top of the mountain, I looked back.
It’s interesting to say——
The clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain were still rising, as if they had stopped at that height because the Taoist was sleeping there. When the Taoist left, the clouds and mist continued to rise, covering more and more terraces with the Taoist's footsteps.
, looking at it at this time, the mountain road and the blue terraces that the Taoist walked up are half hidden in the clouds and mist, giving people the feeling that if they go down again, they don't know where they will lead.
The Taoist thought of the cliff again last night.
A good mountain road, a good terraced field, and such a vertical cliff suddenly appeared, it really seemed like the earth was disconnected from here.
"No wonder people in the past thought this was the end of the world." The Taoist continued to look further into the distance, into the depths of rolling white clouds, a circle of mountains that were constantly being eroded by clouds and mist, and took a step forward, "Let's go."
"Meow……"
The cat trotted for a while and walked ahead.
The Taoist followed closely, followed by a bay-red horse, and there were swallows flying across the sky. The group of people walked on the ridge of the mountain top. The white clouds beside the road were deep and rolling, and they seemed to be walking on the clouds.
The distant mountains look farther away in the clouds and mist.
And there seems to be no family there, not even the mountain people who cultivate terraced fields. There are no villages, no residents, and naturally there are no roads. The mountains seem to be connected, but whether you can walk through them depends on the distance between the mountains.
Is the connection gentle or abrupt?
Mostly there are mountain goblins and monsters living inside.
If there is a banished immortal, he should also live here.
As the Taoist and his entourage walked further and further away, the hermits behind him either continued to wait, continued to talk and play the harp, or turned back, as if they were living a life like gods.
"Sanhua Empress used to lie on the ground and saw clouds in the sky. She thought they were soft." The cat's steps were fast and slow, jumping around a lot, and then turned back to talk to the Taoist.
"Don't you feel soft now?"
"Now……"
The calico cat was stuck for a moment, and then said after thinking: "The clouds are air now! You can't even touch them!"
"oh……"
Song You drew a long tail, walked very slowly, and his voice was gentle: "The softness that Empress Sanhua said is soft that can be touched, not soft that can't be touched."
"Yes." Cat said, "It's like that kind of grass that looks like sausage, is soft, and will explode when you bite it."
"Pyrus."
"Pu Cao!"
"cat-tail."
"Champ!"
"Like cotton, too."
"Yes, yes, it looks like cotton, or the wool felt that Yu Zhizhou gave us, or the soft fur on a rabbit. But at that time, Empress Sanhua didn't know what cotton was, nor did she know that wool felt felt like wool.
It's rare to catch rabbits like that."
"But at that time, Empress Sanhua often looked at the sky and thought about what the clouds looked like."
"Cats all like to look at the sky and often look at the sky." The calico cat said to him, "Sometimes I lie down in the sun and stare at the sky when I have nothing to do. It's very beautiful."
"..."
Song You then thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
Perhaps these little animals stare at the sky much more frequently than people who are busy making a living.
"Sanhua Empress loved to stare at the sky before. It can be seen that Sanhua Empress is elegant and elegant. She is a naturally elegant cat. She knew what thinking clouds feel like before. It shows that Sanhua Empress is very smart and can bite cattails in her free time.
Playing, it can be seen that the entertainment life of Empress Sanhua is still very fulfilling." As Song You walked, he waved and took out Shui Xing Ling Yun from his luggage, holding it in his hand, looking up at the mountains in the distance and the deep sea of clouds, and at the same time
He said, "Does Sanhua Empress know what these are?"
"What meow?"
"This is the path Sanhua Empress walked on."
"The way you came?"
The cat stopped and looked back at the path behind him.
"Empress Sanhua came from these places and came here. It is precisely because of these, all the details and experiences that Empress Sanhua is what she is today."
"..."
The cat raised its head and stared straight at him, its eyes twinkling.
After thinking for a long time, she lowered her head and shook her head until her facial features were blurred. She continued to walk forward, and naturally skipped the topic, and then said: "Empress Sanhua has decided that starting from today
Release the big bird in the flag and tame it. Then you can fly on it and play in the clouds."
"white crane."
"white crane!"
"I wish Empress Sanhua an early success."
"That white crane is very fierce and never listens to Empress Sanhua."
"After a few beatings, you'll be honest."
"It seems that the Sanhua Empress can't defeat it, and the Jinzi Mountain God can't defeat it. Its mouth can peck through the Jinzi Mountain God."
"That must be a great feeling of accomplishment."
"Meow……"
The cat turned to look at him a few more times before asking, "What are you looking at everywhere?"
"The last aura."
"Mostly down here."
"Ms. Sanhua's words are right."
The Taoist looked at the almost circular cloud pool below, and quickly looked back: "Let's go around for a while. There may be a real dragon living down here. It's a bit rude to go down and disturb it for no reason. And it's down here.
It is a nearly vertical cliff. If you walk around, you may be able to find a place with a gentle slope that is suitable for going down."
"right……"
The cat was thoughtful and continued to move forward.
After not walking far, we arrived at the end of the terraces.
There is undoubtedly no road ahead.
The Taoist hardly stopped.
The grass and forests are lush, the roads are blocked by woods, and the mountains are rugged, often with ravines and rocks. Some places are very narrow and may be missed at any time. Some places are so steep that ordinary horses cannot go down at all. Some places are almost close to the ground.
It's extremely dangerous on the edge of the cliff.
The swallows worked hard to find a suitable "road" for them to walk on, so as to avoid danger, or to avoid going back after being unable to walk.
Sometimes I climb to the top of a mountain, which is the mountain in the white clouds that I could see when I was standing in the dam tree. Sometimes I have to go down to the depths of the clouds and mist, looking for the direction in the mist.
The world was extremely quiet, and the sound of wind and grass became extremely clear.
Song You could feel the gazes from far behind him. They were the hermits and mountain people in Bashu. Seeing such a group of people walking into the depths of the cloudy mountains so naturally, they naturally found it strange. Anyone else would want to watch more.
With both eyes, there is really no need to explore what they think.
There are also looks from around me, whether far or near.
Some are birds and beasts in the mountains, and some are monsters and elves in the mountains. It is rare to see people coming here, and they all find it very strange.
The Taoists ignored them all.
All things are passers-by.
Farther.
When I looked back again, Ba Shu had also reached the other side of the clouds and mist, just like the mountains in the distance that I had seen from Ba Shu before.
This walk lasted three full days.
Several times during the Song Dynasty, Songyou found places with gentler slopes, like the terraces above the cliffs of Bashu, which led diagonally to the depths of the clouds and mist. Although there was no road, there were many trees growing there, giving people the impression that they could get there if they were careful.
It feels like walking down slowly. There are even two places that are longer than the length of the terraces in Ba Shu. But without exception, like Ba Shu, the length of the slope is very limited, and it is almost vertical when walking down.
The cliffs are so precipitous that apes and monkeys cannot climb across them, let alone humans.
I also walked into inaccessible places several times.
Either the slope ahead is too steep, making it difficult to pass up or down, let alone horses, or there is a ravine or cliff from the front that is too deep to be crossed, or one hilltop is connected to another.
The road connecting them is too narrow. The narrowest point is difficult for cats to walk on, and it is impossible for horses to walk.
Fortunately, Empress Sanhua has great supernatural powers. Not only does she know some earthly magic, but she can also summon great demons to help Taoists pass through.
If it didn't work, the Taoist had to call stones to build the bridge.
Unfortunately, Mu Xing Ling Yun has not yet been found.
Even if the Taoist walks around, no matter where he goes, the movements of the auras in the other four directions are almost unchanged. It seems that after walking around, he is neither closer to it nor further away from it. Even if the Taoist realizes
The deepest water aura has almost no other special feedback.
Every morning, the Taoist sat on the top of a mountain somewhere, on the edge of a cliff, facing the cloud pond, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and feeling the aura of this place, but he never saw the real dragon.
Three days later, the group walked back to Bashu.
This time I came back from the other side.
"Sir, did you come back from the mountain in front?" asked a hermit in the mountain.
"Exactly."
"Sir, you are indeed a master. Three days ago, I saw you walking into the mountains and clouds, calmly and calmly. I felt that the fairy spirit was vague, but I was also worried that there was no road ahead, it was bumpy and rugged, and there were wild beasts and monsters. I was afraid that you would encounter them before you could go far.
When faced with difficulties and dangers, I kept discussing with my friends when Mr. Xi would turn back, but I didn’t expect that Mr. Goodbye had already returned from this side.”
"..."
Song You responded truthfully.
If someone asked if there was really a way ahead, he would only answer that it was possible for people, but not for horses. If someone asked if there were wild beasts, demons, and ghosts ahead, the Taoist would truthfully say that there were, lest anyone imitate him and go forward recklessly and end up walking.
Falling off a cliff halfway, or falling into the blood of beasts and monsters.
Then he returned to the original place, practiced and waited.
Occasionally, hermits from the mountains came to visit. They probably heard that he had gone among the white clouds and came here to inquire. Or they might have wanted to talk to him. This incident only gave them a reason and topic, and these hermits acted like
I have always been casual and free-spirited, and sometimes I don’t need many reasons to get to know people.
A middle-aged man named Liu came to see me on an appointment.
He still has a long sword hanging from his waist, and coupled with his puffy figure, he actually has quite a bit of grace.
Song You waited with him.
Three years of Da'an passed quietly in the Baiyun Mountains.
The middle-aged man surnamed Liu advocates immortality and practices Taoism. There are many hermits in this mountain. Some have spiritual practices, some have Taoism, and some have other abilities. He has some friendship with them, so he often goes to find them during the day.
Those hermit masters who met him talked and exchanged feelings with them. He even called Song You twice, but Song You didn't go, so that was all.
However, he did not abandon this man who had a different fate with him. There were also many Taoist priests who did not even neglect him. They would definitely look for him every morning and wait for the real dragon together before leaving in the morning.
Within a few days, spring came.
However, the mountains are still desolate.
The hermits who often stay in the mountains seem to have mastered the laws of the legendary dragon's appearance. As soon as the beginning of spring passes, there are some sighs in the mountains. Some hermits chant poems loudly to express their regrets, and some people light bonfires to chat with friends.
They drank and sang until midnight, then said goodbye and left during the day. They were all lazy people. They said goodbye to each other in the mountains. They didn't know when they would see each other again. There were fewer and fewer people on the mountains.
The middle-aged man named Liu also seemed to be planning to leave.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait this year, but that's normal. Liu has been coming every year for twenty years, and with good luck, I've only met him three times." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was a little regretful, but more importantly, he felt sorry for him, and also
It was quite a pity that he described it so shockingly, but Song You didn't see it, "Sir, it's almost time to go down the mountain."
"Let's wait a few more days."
"How many more days do we have to wait?"
"If Mr. Liu has something to do, he can go down the mountain first. After we go down the mountain, we will definitely pay him a visit when we arrive in Luchuan County."
"Sir, you have traveled thousands of miles to come here, and it is normal for you to feel reluctant to leave." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu nodded and expressed his understanding. "In this case, Liu will accompany you and wait for a few more days."
"Isn't Mr. Liu busy?"
"What are you busy with? The highly respected people in the village and the rich sericulture farmers are all Liu's old acquaintances. They said that they would accompany Mr. Liu for a few more days, but they were just staying here for a few more days. At most, they would only come every morning before sunrise.
I'm here to look for my husband, watch the sunrise together, chat for a while, and during the day I go to the village to find people to eat and drink with, I feel very comfortable." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu raised his head and laughed, "Wait a few days, and then I will accompany my husband.
We went down the mountain together, and I felt more confident that we could paddle well."
"Thank you Mr. Liu."
"Do you have enough dry food, sir? Is there any rice or flour? If it's not enough, bring some for sir tomorrow. Don't be polite to me."
"Two days ago, there was a little demon causing trouble in the village, and they came to find it. My Sanhua Queen, who is always enthusiastic, went to help. The villagers gave some red rice-preserved fish as a gift, and she has not finished eating it yet."
"Then I won't worry about it."
So I waited here for two more days, admiring the sunrise and sunset, facing the sea of clouds all day long, which was both waiting and practicing.
There are fewer and fewer hermits on the mountain.
There are almost not a few left.
There are only a few left, probably because Song You is still waiting here, and in a more conspicuous position - there are others waiting too, so I feel a little more comforted. If Song You also leaves, I am afraid that at most
The next day there was no one waiting here anymore.
The fifth day after the beginning of spring.
The night is still very cold.
The middle-aged man named Liu no longer has much patience.
Song You also felt that he would not be able to wait any longer.
It doesn't matter if you can't wait for the real dragon. It's just fate to predict the future. It won't work if you can't find the last aura.
The Taoist had no choice but to go down and look for it himself.