Yang Jiu sent Prince Zhao and his maid, mounted a tall horse, and led Ye Xiaochuan towards Langya Mountain.
Ye Xiaochuan carried the nanmu, but it was not strenuous. Instead, he walked as fast as flying and as if he were walking on flat ground. This shocked Yang Jiujiu, and he realized that there was indeed a sky beyond the sky, mountains beyond the mountains, and countless strange people and strange people.
He became more determined in his determination to join the Immortal Sect and seek immortality.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the maroon horse on Yang Shijiu's crotch, and felt envious in his heart. He thought that when he got rich in the future, the first thing he would definitely do was buy a horse to support the scene, otherwise he would walk on his feet every day and still not be killed.
Tired to death?
Regardless of whether it is the righteous path or the demonic path, there are clearly written regulations for disciples to go out and experience. In Cangyun's case, there is a saying that is widely circulated within the sect.
Three years and one hundred thousand miles, I can do whatever I want in the world.
The general meaning is that the disciples who go down the mountain to experience have to walk 100,000 miles in three years, an average of nearly 100 miles every day. Unless there are special circumstances, the disciples are not allowed to opportunistically fly with swords, and they are not allowed to fly directly with fairy swords.
To cause chaos in mortal cities.
Therefore, whether it was Ye Xiaochuan, Baili Yuan, or Yun Qiyou and others, after going down the mountain, they all measured the land step by step with their feet. They never thought about flying with a sword to such and such a place.
place.
Cultivators are like ascetics. They must go through hardships in order to strengthen their minds, which will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.
Questioning is like building a building. If the foundation is not stable, no matter how tall the building is, it will be like a pile of sand. Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, will fall apart when washed away by water.
Experience is to temper the mind and strengthen the foundation.
Unless there is something special about sword flying, such as danger, fighting, rushing, etc., most cultivators who practice in the human world will buy a horse as a means of transportation. Some poor people who cannot afford a horse will buy a mule.
Or a little donkey, which is more common.
Seeing Yang Jiu's heroic appearance on the horse, Ye Xiaochuan was moved. He must have a horse to meet his status as a great immortal.
Langya Mountain is surrounded by rolling hills. The high Langya Mountain is as dazzling as a flock of chickens.
After thousands of years of development, the trend of cultivation has flourished in the world, and there are many righteous sects in China. Almost all the sects have chosen to establish their sects in the dangerous mountains.
Such as Cangyun Mountain where Cangyun Sect is located, Kunlun Mountain where Xuantian Sect is located, and Mount Sumeru where Kasyapa Temple is located.
The big sects eat meat and occupy the beautiful and beautiful places, while the small and medium-sized sects can only eat soup and occupy some mountains and rivers where spiritual power is not very sufficient.
The Langya Immortal Sect was established early and has a history of two thousand years. It has been passed down to this generation for the thirteenth generation.
There are no good places to establish a sect in the surroundings, but Langya Mountain is the best, so Jishi'an settled here eight hundred years ago.
Ji Shi'an picked up a big deal at that time. Back then, Ghost King Yecha stirred up the storm, and the good and evil sides fought a decisive battle on Cangyun Mountain. The Langya Immortal Sect and the Cangyun Sect were close neighbors, and they always followed Xuantian Sect's lead and were connected with each other.
In the battle that year, not only Cangyun Sect suffered heavy losses, but many righteous factions such as Langya Immortal Sect also put almost all their efforts into helping to eliminate the demons.
After the war, Langya Immortal Sect was killed in countless battles from the sect leader down, and its strength was greatly reduced. At that time, the Buddhist and Taoist sect, especially the Buddhist branch of Jixiang Temple Bhikshuni in Bodhi Mountain, did not suffer a great loss in strength. The Taoist cultivation faction was in ruins.
Under such circumstances, these bhikshuni began to expand their power and occupied the hills of various factions. Jishi'an was the product of the bhikshuni's expansion of their power.
Fast forward eight hundred years, what was once a small nunnery with only three or two thatched huts has now become a large nunnery with hundreds of disciples, a series of temples and Buddhist halls, all glorious with red bricks and gold tiles.
Master Xuanhui, the abbot of Jishi Temple of this generation, is also a very talented person. Not only is the Buddhist teachings profound and profound, but she also possesses the Buddhist magical power of subduing demons and eliminating demons.
The Langya Immortal Sect on the mountain is now filled with regret. If they had known there would be such a situation, hundreds of years ago, they should have been ruthless and drive the nuns like Ji Shi'an out of Langya Mountain.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not even one male and one female. What's more, there are two different cultivation sects on the same mountain peak, which is considered a relatively heterogeneous existence in the entire human world.
Jishi Temple was being expanded. When Ye Xiaochuan followed Yang Jiujiu to the foot of Langya Mountain with nanmu on his shoulders, he saw a lot of people gathered in the north of the temple hall with red walls and gold tiles. At this moment, there was an old man with a fat body.
We are organizing craftsmen to work overtime to renovate Jishi Temple.
Yang Shijiu turned over and dismounted beautifully, shouting: "Daddy!"
Yang Dashan wiped the sweat from his forehead and was immediately shocked when he saw his nineteenth daughter running happily, followed by a thin and strange man, who was carrying a huge tree more than three feet high.
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He said: "Yao Mei, didn't you go out to play with Mr. Zhao today? Why are you here? Could something have happened?"
Yang Jiu shook his head and said: "Nothing happened, dad. I heard that you have been worrying about the nanmu recently. Today I happened to see an immortal sleeping on a tree in the Yangtze River, so I brought the immortal here to find you."
Yang Dashan was startled again. He saw Ye Xiaochuan throw the big wood on the ground with a pop. He took a closer look and found that the bark of the wood was yellow, the heart of the tree was thick, and a faint fragrance rushed towards him. Wasn't it just what he had been looking for for many days?
Golden nanmu?
This piece of nanmu weighed at least one or two thousand kilograms, but it was carried by this young man for more than ten miles. The young man's face did not change, his heart did not beat, and he was really an expert in this world.
When Ye Xiaochuan saw that this man Yang Dashan had a kind face and was kind and kind, he knew that this man was not the same kind of person as Liu Fugui from Xifeng City. He was the kind person who really built bridges and roads and benefited the village.
He would show no mercy to the bad guys, but he really didn't dare to be careless with the good guys. He hurriedly handed over his hands in greeting and said, "Young man, I've seen the old man before."
Yang Dashan laughed and said, "Is this nanmu yours?"
Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said: "Yes, the boy went down the mountain to practice under the orders of his master. When he arrived at Xifeng City, he took a boat to go eastward. When I came to the Wu Gorge, I encountered water difficulties on the rocks. This nanmu was a ship carrying nanmu from the Jinyang Princess Mansion.
The merchant ships were scattered. In the past few days, the boy used the giant wood as a boat and drifted down the river. It has been for several days. Today, I met my daughter by chance in the river and learned that the old man needed a piece of nanmu, so I carried it and planned to sell it to the old man. "
Yang Dashan said: "Don't you know your surname?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "My surname is Ye, Ye Xiaochuan."
Yang Dashan's expression was a little strange. He looked Ye Xiaochuan up and down, and suddenly said: "Are you Ye Xiaochuan? Ye Xiaochuan of Cangyun Sect? Are you the master, or the elder Qingfeng who is worshiped by Elder Cangyun?"
