This is an inaccessible mountain. It's not because the geographical environment is so bad, nor is it because monsters and monsters are rampant, but because most people don't know this place and can't enter it.
This is Shangyang Mountain, a small mountain ridge located in the northwest border. However, no one within five hundred miles around knows the name of this mountain. But when asked where to go, they all pointed to this place.
According to legend, Emperor Fuyi once preached and solved doubts on Shangyang Mountain, leaving behind many classics. For a time, it attracted everyone's attention and became a holy place. Then it quickly disappeared from people's sight for thousands of years. About Fuyi's preaching The story really became a legend, and even gradually became less known. Today, few people know the name of this mountain.
In the world of cultivation, Shangyang Mountain is also unknown. It is estimated that not a single monk among a hundred monks knows about this mountain.
Hunters in the ordinary world who want to go hunting in the mountains will only stay on the outskirts of Shangyang Mountain and never dare to go ten miles deep.
It's not because the beasts in the forest are ferocious, but because they seem to be cursed. As long as they go deep, no one has ever come out alive. No one knows what's going on, and they don't dare to go in and explore. Many monks who come and go have heard about it. There were also people who were curious and claimed to be powerful, but they all left without ever returning. From then on, this place became a place of death.
On this day, an outsider came to a small town outside Shangyang Mountain. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, shaking a strange red flower folding fan, with long hair hanging down wantonly, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, but no one dared to come over and talk. From a distance. I felt horrified just looking at it.
There is a tavern in the town. It is not big and has no name. People who know it call it "Tavern". It is also the only tavern in the surrounding area for a hundred miles, so it is not called the wrong place.
"Boy, do you have any good wine?"
"Sir, the wine we have here is the most famous in all the villages in the ten miles and eight miles. When paired with the stir-fried fresh game from the mountains, everyone who has tasted it will be full of praise for its taste. Do you want to try it?"
Xue Wusuan nodded. Let’s not talk about whether it tastes good or not, and whether the wine is good. Just meeting such an eloquent waiter who can speak two idioms in this mountain wilderness is enough to add to the joy.
"Take what you picked up and I'll reward you with the remaining money."
A full tael of gold beads rolled on the table. The sweet thumping sound made the waiter almost urinate. He held it in both hands and quickly went down with a lot of thanks. He bit it with his teeth uneasily on the way. , it is indeed gold! This is the first time he has seen gold.
A jar of "Jinyu Shao", a good wine that is said to be famous all over the country, and three large plates of stir-fried game. The aroma spread, and Xue Wusuan also moved his index finger.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been so relaxed eating and drinking in a tavern. When I was a Wudao Yama, I liked to imitate the arrogant banquets of those wealthy people in the world, but now the interest has faded. I happened to pass by this place and sat down, and I was curious about something. I want to find someone to ask.
The waiter, who had received a heavy reward, stayed at the table. The shopkeeper also came, and was ready to pay back the reward. He probably felt that he was not rewarded for his efforts, and so much gold was more than the "reward". It’s a category, and I’m worried that I won’t be able to hold it firmly.
"Take what's given to you. You're in trouble, are you still afraid that I'm plotting against you?"
I ate a chopstick of game. Well, how should I put it, it wasn’t the best, but it was pretty good. The rough cooking showed the taste of the ingredients. However, the wine was a bit unpalatable. The clear soup was a little watery compared to There is not much difference between the glutinous rice wine and glutinous rice. One word: bad.
"I want to go to Shangyang Mountain, do you know how to get there?"
"Ah? Shangyang Mountain? I don't know, I don't know." The waiter answered first, and he really didn't know this place.
The shopkeeper standing on the other side also muttered and shook his head.
"Then are there any dangerous places near you? It's the kind of wild place where you can't get out."
"Yes! Sir, you can see a large mountain range eighty miles north from the town. There is the ghost forest. It is said that there are countless evil spirits in it. Anyone who enters will have their souls eaten and torn into pieces in a moment. I didn't listen. Tell me who can come out after going in. Hey, I’m just hearing it, but you must not try it yourself, it’s not worth it.”
Xue Wusuan smiled and nodded in response, and then asked: "It's so dangerous there, what's the legend?"
"Yes! The most frightening thing is that there is a man-eating demon living inside. It has two wings and is as high as a mountain. It can clear away all living creatures within a hundred miles with just one breath. It was sealed by the Emperor Fu Yi and cannot come out of that mountain... ....”
I have to say that these legends are still very interesting. The waiter and the shopkeeper of this shop kept talking about each other for a long time. There are more than a dozen versions of the legend, which are a bit scary. But the root result is actually the same: In the mountains There is a peacock monster who is trapped by the Emperor Fu Yi and cannot escape.
Here we can see the traces of the erosion of time between legend and fact. Fu Yi and Peacock are both real, but the narrative of the event has completely changed. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are completely different.
After finishing the game, Xue Wusuan dismissed the wine as useless, leaving behind the rather embarrassed tavern owner and the nodding waiter, waving their folding fans and walking all the way through the town towards the north. When they passed the town archway, they still I bought two bunches of candied haws, and the hawthorns looked good.
"Shopkeeper, what do you think the guest officer's background is? Could it be that I am the heir apparent of some vassal country?" The waiter looked at Xue Wusuan walking away before turning around and curiously asking the shopkeeper beside him.
"Silly! The Crown Prince would not call himself me! That is the title of the emperor! I don't know the origin of that guest officer. By the way, your reward will be used to cover the salary you paid in advance... ..”
All the way north, Xue Wu was enjoying himself. He even broke off a green bamboo leisurely, refined it with magic power, and turned it into a bamboo flute, which he played casually. This was what he recently revealed from his knowledge. Some gains discovered about "sound".
Sound originates from life; then manifests itself in emotion; and finally becomes silent.
The accumulation bit by bit is Xue Wusuan's current efforts to get infinitely close to the last red line in the Golden Fairyland. Maybe in the next moment, when the wind blows, while drinking and gossiping, he will be able to completely cross the red line and become Luo Tian. The realm of great immortals is really uncertain.
"It should be here, right?" He put down his flute and looked around. His spiritual thoughts also extended hundreds of miles, directly covering the entire mountain range in front of him.
"I don't know if this person will welcome me or not." After saying this, he walked leisurely, at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.
There were many birds in the forest, but they were not afraid of people coming. They chirped as if they were declaring their ownership of the land. Soon they were frightened by the evil aura on Xue Wusuan's body and flew away. They did not dare to approach.
"Isn't it quite rude for you to come without telling me?"
As soon as he reached a more open place, Xue Wusuan turned his head and saw a figure not far away looking at him coldly.