The storm that night had passed, and only the black clouds had not dispersed in the sky. After passing through the valley and walking out of the jungle, Ye Xiaochuan finally knew where he and Baili Yuan had run in a panic to avoid those thunders.
This is the mountain behind Cangyunmen Samsara Peak, and the Siguo Cliff where I was punished is right up there.
In a valley with dense vegetation, countless exotic flowers bloomed. It was as if the previous violent storm had no impact on the valley. The flowers were still fragrant and did not wither in the wind and rain. This surprised both Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan.
Incomparable.
In the southeast direction of the valley, a mountain spring waterfall flows down from the mountainside of Samsara Peak. The water is not large, and the water left by the waterfall does not form a river, but is completely gathered in a cold pool below the waterfall.
The largest area in the valley is a fruit forest, which is covered with fruits and should be the main source of food for these monkeys.
Ye Xiaochuan had never been to the back mountain, and rarely heard his master and fellow disciples mention the back mountain of Samsara Peak. He never expected that there would be a paradise here.
When a towering ancient tree that at least dozens of people could embrace appeared in front of him, he immediately opened his mouth. This tree should be the giant tree in Situ Feng's memory where Su Qinglian and Su Qinglian cuddled together at sunset. Unexpectedly, it was still there.
Stay alive!
Baili Yuan looked at the huge mountain-like tree in front of her in surprise, and saw a gray-haired monkey jumping up the giant tree carrying the Blood Soul Flag, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "
The ancient sacred tree! I didn’t expect there to be one here |! It’s just a little small.”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Is this still small? It is estimated to be a thousand feet high!"
Baili Yuan rolled her eyes at him and said: "Young bumpkin, this is just a sapling of an ancient sacred tree. According to the records in "The Great Wilderness Sutra: Lingbao Chapter", there is an ancient sacred tree in the southwest swamp, which is ten thousand feet tall.
, a thousand feet thick, not much shorter than Samsara Peak, and is the habitat of the Yellow Bird, the nine-day spiritual bird. There is also a tree in the black forest of Changbai Mountain in the north, and its height is now more than six thousand feet. I went to the black forest to see it seven years ago.
It is said that the ancient sacred tree grows one inch in one year, one foot in ten years, one foot in one hundred years, and one hundred feet in ten thousand years. The ancient sacred tree in front of you is no more than a thousand feet tall. This ancient sacred tree is not taller than a thousand feet.
It should have only appeared a hundred thousand years ago."
Ye Xiaochuan made a sound in his throat, swallowed a sip of saliva, and said in his heart: "His grandma, an accomplished human being can only live for a few hundred years at most. This tree has grown for a hundred thousand years and is still just a sapling. It's just a sapling."
Outrageous!”
He originally planned to plant a Lala Feng tree in his yard, but now he has given up the idea because even if he dies of old age, the tree probably won't grow a few feet tall.
The large group of monkeys had already climbed up the ancient sacred tree nimbly. The two of them stood under the tree and sighed, then got up and flew upward.
After flying upward for more than a hundred miles, I saw a gray-haired monkey standing at the entrance of a tree hole waving a blood soul flag.
After the two people landed on the thick tree trunk, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Senior Sister Baili, are you really sure that the triangular bloody skull flag is the infamous Blood Soul Banner of the Demon Cult? I have never heard of a monkey refining such a sinister magic weapon.
Yes."
Baili Yuan was also full of doubts. Judging from the bloody smell of the ghost wind, it should be emanating from this blood-red skull flag, which is almost exactly the same as the magic weapon Blood Soul Banner used by the demon sect.
However, she had never heard of a monkey using the Blood Soul Banner, which made her a little unsure.
What's more, she could also see that these monkeys, except for the old white-haired ape, which was an eight-armed ape, the other hundreds of little monkeys were ordinary mountain monkeys, not spiritual creatures, but just smarter and smarter.
A faint light came from the tree hole. When Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan walked in, they discovered that the tree hole was actually very large, like a human room, with tables, stools, and a small wooden bed. There is a kind of dark brown vine growing on the surrounding walls. There are many luminous fruits on the vine, which illuminate the tree hole as brightly as daylight like an oil lamp.
What an interesting fairy cave!
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help but praise in his heart.
Cultivators call themselves immortals, and what they like most is this kind of secluded and refined place. Some free and easy casual cultivators like this kind of cave where they are one with nature.
Ye Xiaochuan murmured in his heart that back then, Situ Feng and Su Qinglian really knew how to find a place to live in seclusion. Seeing this valley, this ancient sacred tree, and this cave, even he thought about what he could do when he gets old. It is definitely a wonderful thing in life to enjoy your old age here.
Among all things born in nature, human wisdom is the highest, but the wisdom of the demon clan is not low. Although this eight-armed spiritual ape cannot change human form and speak human words like the nine-tailed fox demon Xiaofu, it has lived for thousands of years. , has already opened up his spiritual wisdom, and his wisdom is no worse than that of humans.
A guest came today. Old White Ape took out two bamboo tubes to entertain the guests. Old White Ape stuffed a bamboo tube into the hands of Ye Xiaochuan and Bailiyuan. When they opened the cork, the strong aroma of wine came out.
Ye Xiaochuan only smelled it and immediately showed surprise, saying: "Fruit wine? This is a treasure. Every year my master will have a gourd of fruit wine. I don't know where it comes from. It can't be from you, right?" ?You don’t know my master, do you?”
Old White Ape immediately showed a proud look. Just looking at this expression, Ye Xiaochuan immediately understood that he had guessed correctly. It turned out that his alcoholic master and Old White Ape knew each other!
Master Zui Taoist is an old drunkard. He is very good at drinking. He can smell any kind of wine with his nose, and he can even smell the age-old aroma with his nose. However, Zui Taoist is not a wine master who knows how to make wine.
Ye Xiaochuan remembered that there were always a few days every year when the master's wine gourd would contain a very delicious fruit wine, which could also improve people's cultivation. The master, who was always an alcoholic, only drank a small sip every day. He was so stingy that he refused to give him a drink after asking for it several times. He still couldn't figure out where the master got the fruit wine from.
Now the mystery is solved and the truth is revealed. It turns out that the master and the old white ape know each other, and this is where the fruit wine must have been obtained.
Baili Yuan smelled it and said to the old white ape: "It smells so good. Are you inviting us to drink?"
The old white ape straightened his head and took out another bamboo tube from somewhere in the corner. He opened the cork and drank a few sips. Then he stretched out his long white-haired arm and pointed at the wooden stool and wood next to him. The fruits on the table indicate that Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan are sitting on wooden stools and slowly tasting fine wine and delicacies.
Ye Xiaochuan was very happy. This was the first time he saw such a spiritual monkey. He was not polite, sat down on the wooden stool, took a small sip, and looked satisfied.
