ps: Thanks to yangzhigang, Lord Phoenix, and Master Lingsu for the reward.
Seeing many monks pouring out of Gaorichang Temple, each armed with sticks and swords, blocking the mountain pass trail, and several monks whose cultivation levels were difficult to distinguish, coming towards the mountain pass along the trail, Zhao Ran and Pei Zhongze both knew that this was a place where they could stay.
Can't stand it any longer.
The two people slowly retreated, using shrubs to cover their bodies, and then retreated for more than a mile into a small forest.
Pei Zhongze frowned and said, "It's good now. We're stuck in the mountains. It seems we have to go back the way we came, or try from the northwest?"
Zhao Ran didn't respond. He was leaning under a tree, lowering his head and thinking. After thinking about it, it seemed that Pei Zhongze's suggestion was the most feasible at the moment. In any case, it was much more reliable than relying on force, not to mention his own.
People are really not strong.
But now that we have arrived at the Kampot Pass, we are not far away from the mountainous area, and we can immediately escape the "land of misery" of Bayan Har Mountain. Looking back at this time is really frustrating and unacceptable.
While he was thinking hard, Zhao Ran suddenly had an idea and said to Pei Zhongze: "Yes! Brother Pei, quickly, use your Zhuli sword light, let's peel the bark! Try to knead a longer rope, let's fall down."
Rope jump off a cliff!”
Pei Zhongze was stunned when he heard this, and said "Wonderful", and soon started cutting. He was responsible for cutting, while Zhao Ran screened the bark, picked out those with long fibers and strong toughness, and kept cutting.
Knotted rope.
More than an hour passed, and the rope Zhao Ran had knotted reached more than twenty feet.
Pei Zhongze roughly visually measured the length of the rope and stopped Zhao Ran: "It's almost there." So the two of them put away the rope and climbed towards the back mountain. The top of the mountain had various ups and downs, and the back direction was also different, so they chose a place.
Gaorichang Temple was not visible and not too high, so the rope was hung down and one end of the rope was fixed on a rock.
"It seems that it is still a little short of reaching the bottom. Five or six feet? Or seven or eight feet? Senior Brother Pei, do you think you can do it?"
"That's almost it. The height doesn't matter."
Pei Zhongze did not climb the rope and jumped directly. Every time he dropped a few feet, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled on the rope to release most of the force of the fall, and then continued to fall. After a while, he reached the bottom of the rope.
He hung on the rope for a moment. Then he let go of the rope. His body turned in the air and landed easily on the ground. He then waved upward to signal.
Zhao Ran didn't have Pei Zhongze's ability. He could only turn around clumsily and climb down inch by inch on the rope. If it were Zhao Ran in his previous life, he would have lost strength halfway up. In this world, he can still do it.
Keep at it.
When he finally reached the bottom of the rope, he looked down and couldn't help but take a breath of air. Well, it was at least as high as four or five floors! He looked at Pei Zhongze who was waiting below, and Pei Zhongze moved inward with both hands.
, signaling Zhao Ran to jump down. Zhao Ran took a deep breath, let go of the rope with both hands, and fell directly.
When he was about to fall to the ground, Zhao Ran felt a strong force coming from his back, knocking him away. When Zhao Ran landed, he felt as if he had fallen into a pile of cotton and could not feel any pain at all.
It all depends on Pei Zhongze’s cultivation methods.
Pei Zhongze shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!" He pulled up the lapel of Zhao Ran's clothes and led him out far away.
This place was no longer within the visual range of Gaorichang Temple, and the surrounding area was covered by hills, so it was temporarily safe. Out of caution, the two of them still ran eastward for an hour, then found the direction and turned around to the north.
There was no pause on the road, and no one knows how many hills they passed over, how many old forests they passed through, how many creeks full of gravel they crossed, and how many ravines they crossed.
The hooks were in tatters, and the monk's shoes had several big holes in them. He was exhausted before he rushed outside a ruined temple.
It was already evening, and the red clouds were flowing slowly on the top of the mountain in the distance. Zhao Ran was lying in the weeds on the slope, spitting out the sour water in his mouth, and gasping: "I can't do it anymore, Senior Brother Pei.
We two need to have a rest. I think this temple is good, so let’s sleep here for two hours."
This dilapidated temple has been in disrepair for a long time. There is a single ruined hall leaning against a mound no more than three feet high. There is a bare pole standing at the door. Half of the door has collapsed and is covered with cobwebs. The temple walls have not been damaged by the wind.
After years of blowing rain, the earth and rocks inside were uncovered. Only a few old locust trees nearby had dense leaves, and a few unknown birds on the trees sang a few words from time to time, showing a trace of life.
Pei Zhongze lay beside Zhao Ran, raised his head and looked at the ruined temple not far away, looked at the wormwood half a man tall at the entrance of the temple, then turned his head and looked around, seeing that there seemed to be no trace of people here, so he clicked
He nodded and said, "I'll rest here tonight." After saying that, he got up first, walked carefully to the door of the temple, and gently poked the half-collapsed door with a bamboo stick, causing the remaining half of the door to shatter.
Into a piece of debris.
Pushing aside the cobweb hanging at the door, Pei Zhongze stepped in, walked around inside, and then came out and waved to Zhao Ran. Zhao Ran walked towards the ruined temple with difficulty, holding on to his sore and weak back, having escaped for his life before.
I didn't realize it at the time, but when I stopped lying on the edge of the slope just now, I felt that my legs were shaking, and I was stumbling awkwardly when I walked. I was really exhausted.
Entering the ruined temple, he sat down against the wall without hesitation, took a few breaths, and then began to look at the layout of the temple. There was a clay statue arched on top of the half-upturned Buddhist niche. The clay statue had no head, only
Half of the body was left sitting, and half of the left arm was broken. It was impossible to tell which deity and Buddha the Buddha was worshiping.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in the temple.
However, the floor was very clean. It was paved with stone bricks and there was no trace of dust. There were no cobwebs or bird's nests on the wooden beams in the corners, as if it had just been cleaned.
Zhao Ran immediately sat up alertly and said to Pei Zhongze: "Brother Pei, there are residents in this temple. Look, it has just been cleaned!"
"Junior Brother Zhao, I just used a Purifying Talisman..."
"Uh...I see..." Zhao Ran leaned back in the corner and asked again: "Senior Brother Pei, your purification talisman is very good. In just a short time, the temple was clean. By the way, you have
If you don’t have many, lend me two for later.”
Pei Zhongze shook his head: "I took a lot with me when I went out last year, but I used them all. This is the last one."
Zhao Ran was a little disappointed, but unwilling to give up, so he asked: "Can you draw some talismans for me to use when I go back? I haven't opened my bones yet, and I don't know when I can practice. The talismans are simpler, just like the formation disk.
It suits me better."
Pei Zhongze thought for a while and said: "I can go and get some for you, but my family is not good at this..."
Zhao Ran was surprised and said: "No way? A Taoist priest from the Qingyun Pavilion can't actually draw talismans? Well, Senior Brother Pei, I don't mean anything else, I'm just a little curious."
Pei Zhongze smiled: "It doesn't matter. My family has specialized in Quanzhen Dharma for several generations, focusing on inner elixirs and is not very familiar with talismans."
Zhao Ran said "Ah" and said: "It turns out that he is a senior fellow from Quanzhen Taoism. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I don't know which sect he is from?"
Pei Zhongze said: "It can't be said that we are from the Quanzhen Tao... My ancestors once traveled to Luoyang, and later became a registered disciple of Fengxian Cave, and learned the inner elixir technique of the Qingjing sect. However, the precepts of the Quanzhen Tao are very strict, and they do not advocate wives.
The ancestor did not dare to die because of this, so he did not enter the inner gate of Fengxian Cave."
Zhao Ran praised: "Yes, if you should learn his skills, you should learn his skills. Do what you should do, be at ease with your heart, and be in harmony with the way of heaven..."
Pei Zhongze thought for a while and said: "That's what you say, but it's not necessarily the case. There have been many geniuses in my family for generations, but none of them can finally achieve enlightenment. The elders in the family once said that maybe it's because they don't have a clear mind and desire.
, you can’t get real power.”
Zhao Ran consoled him: "Everyone has his or her own destiny. There are so many geniuses, how many of them can attain enlightenment? Failure to attain enlightenment does not mean that the path is wrong, it may just be due to a lack of opportunity."
Pei Zhongze sighed: "I hope so."
Zhao Ran took out the barbecued meat from his fingers and shared some with Pei Zhongze. Because he was too tired, he stopped talking and took out the black ginseng pills and they swallowed them. He then fell asleep and Pei Zhongze closed his eyes.
repose.
I don’t know how long they slept, but they both opened their eyes at the same time. Pei Zhongze made a silent gesture to Zhao Ran, tiptoed to the door, and stared into the darkness outside the temple. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better.