Chapter 11 First Heard of the Realm of Cultivation
"What happened to Mr. and Mrs. Zhang's family later?"
"Zhang Zhaoshan was exiled thousands of miles away because of bribing officials and ransacking their home. Mrs. Zhang abused her private life and murdered the Song family daughter. She was sentenced to death and executed later in the year."
"Where are those accomplices? Mrs. Zhang's family definitely didn't do it on her own. The government won't let them go, right?"
"No one could escape. Zhou Changsheng, the former son-in-law of the Song family, stepped forward and identified them one by one. Most of them will go to jail for several years."
"Mr. Zhang is always kind to others and willing to give charity, but he turns out to be such a person. Mrs. Zhang is even more vicious..."
A dusty carriage passed by a teahouse on the roadside. Tong Yan in the carriage quietly listened to the conversation of the travelers in the teahouse until the carriage ran away.
"Where did Song Qianqian's soul go?" Tong Yan asked.
"Master Zhou sent her ashes to Fahua Temple for salvation. We should be halfway there now," Li Ran said.
"I've always wanted to ask who the kid next to her is?"
"Don't you know?" Li Ran sighed, "He is Song Qianqian's unborn son. The fetus that died in vain turned into a ghost together with the mother's body. He will be saved with Song Qianqian and then enter reincarnation again."
Tong Yan felt sorry for her in his heart. If he hadn't met that scumbag Zhang Zhaoshan, or if Song Qianqian could successfully marry Mr. Zhou three years later, that little kid would be their child and come to this world safely.
Glancing at the endless mountains outside the carriage, Tong Yan asked, "We have been riding the carriage for three or four days. When can we get to Tianqing Mountain?"
"According to the speed of this carriage, there are at least ten days left." Li Ran answered her while waving his whip and driving his horse, calculating the remaining distance.
"Ten days! Are you kidding me? If you don't let me get off, I won't go." Tong Yan said as he got off the carriage.
If she had known that riding a carriage would be so uncomfortable, she would never have agreed to go to Tianqing Mountain so easily.
"You girl, how can you go back on your promise and refuse to go? Li Ran, ignore her and leave quickly." The person who cleared the channel raised his head to study the blade fragments and said dissatisfiedly.
Channel cleaner: "Come here and help me take a look. You can show me how to break the blade. Hey, don't pretend to be asleep!"
Tong Yan pretended not to hear, closed her eyes and rested against the sumac. She was asked to demonstrate every day. If she could freely control this inexplicable power, would she need to follow you to the Qingshan Mountain?
The carriage jolted and stopped for about ten days, and finally arrived at the foot of a towering mountain peak.
There is a not-so-wide path in the lush jungle.
Tong Yan said suspiciously: "It's such a small road that a carriage shouldn't be able to get on. Not to mention that the road is full of potholes."
The person who cleared the channel: "Who said the carriage is going up? God can't drive any means of transportation up the mountain."
"Do you have to walk up the mountain without a carriage? Who set the rules? That person must not go up and down the mountain often." Tong Yan rolled his eyes and complained.
"Hehe, we just have to walk up. This rule is naturally set by our leader who never goes down the mountain. We can't violate it. Unfortunately, I have to go up and down the mountain more than ten times a year, and my legs are almost useless." The person who cleared the channel said pitifully.
road.
Li Ran saw the two people casually arranging the heads. One of them was an elder, so he could only try his best to redress the grievances of the head: "This is also for the sake of the peace of the mountain. Tianqing Mountain is admired by the world, and countless people come to visit every year. If not,
If we take some measures to stop them, the grass on the mountain will be trampled bare."
"The road up the mountain is winding and rugged, and there are a lot of fog formations. You have to follow closely later." The Qingdao people said to Li Ran noncommittally, and reminded Tongyan Sumu.
Tong Yan: "Actually, I refuse. I want to refuse."
The Qingdao man raised his beard and said, "I noticed along the way that you are such a lazy girl. You don't want to leave when you look at the road up the mountain, right?"
Tong Yan blinked and said innocently: "I am small and have little physical strength. I cannot climb such a high mountain. This is not laziness. Moreover, I am growing taller and need to conserve sufficient physical strength."
"I don't believe your nonsense."
Li Ran smiled and said: "Actually, the people from our sect use Qinggong to fly up the mountain. If we really ask people to walk, they won't be able to get there in half a day, so Tong Yan, you don't have to worry about not being able to keep up."
"Li Ran, take the sumu." The Qingguan man snorted and said to Li Ran.
"Yes, uncle." Li Ran responded and walked to Su Mu's side.
Su Mu glanced at him without moving, then turned to look at Tong Yan.
"Pindao is not in good health. You have to hold on tight for a while and don't fall."
Tong Yan hesitated for a moment and compared whether it was easier to be carried up or to walk up on his own. He decisively chose the former. He stretched out his hand to the person who cleared the channel, raised a smile and praised: "The Taoist priest will be strong and live another life."
It’s been fine for decades, but there’s something about poor health.”
The people from Qingdao picked up Tong Yan and headed up the mountain. Li Ran reached out to Su Mu, picked him up, and followed closely behind them.
The beauty of April in the human world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
It describes the scene on Tianqing Mountain at this time.
Continuous peach blossoms bloom, shrouded in mountain fog, looming like a fairyland.
The four of them stopped on a platform halfway up the mountain. In front of them were steps leading to the gate on the mountain.
Stepping into the gate, Tong Yan never thought that they would stay here for five years.
…
Five years later.
Tong Yan hid in the shade of a tree and watched the new disciples practicing sword practice on the martial arts ground, holding a peach in his hand and chewing on it.
After looking at it for a long time, he shook his head and said, "If you can't remember such a simple move, are they really the genius disciples carefully selected by the fifth uncle?"
After saying that, Tong Yan threw away the peach core in his hand, picked up a branch and practiced a set of sword skills.
But this is not the one she practiced five years ago, but the sword technique that the fourth uncle was inspired to create after accidentally watching her sword moves.
She thought the swordsmanship was good, so she learned it.
At this time, a handsome young man walked over from the martial arts training ground. He had a tall and tall figure, a handsome face, and a sharp eyebrow with a bit of rough beauty.
He walked over and stood there, just as Tong Yan finished the last dance. Seeing him waiting, he stopped and threw the branch in his hand and walked over.
He teased him: "If you are not over there to teach your brothers and sisters to practice swordsmanship, why are you here? Do you want to be lazy?"
Su Mu said helplessly: "Fourth Master clearly said that the two of us should teach them. Yanyan, you have been hiding aside and watching, why are you still saying that I am lazy?"
Tong Yan smiled coquettishly, "It's hard work for those who are able, and I'm not lazy either. You teach them swordsmanship, and I supervise you to teach them. It's division of labor and cooperation."
Su Mu didn't want to talk to her about who was lazy anymore. No matter what he said, Tong Yan would always have a point to refute.
And the reason why he took the time to come over was not to say this, but to say, "Yanyan, tomorrow is your birthday, how do you want to spend it? Do you want to go down the mountain and take a walk."
Tong Yan was surprised: "Tomorrow? Time flies so fast."
"Little Suzi, how do you want to spend your birthday tomorrow?" Because Su Mu didn't remember when his birthday was, Tong Yan decided that Su Mu's birthday would be the same day as hers every year, so she asked him how he wanted to spend his birthday.
"And what birthday present do you want." Tong Yan doesn't know what to give him as a gift every year, so he simply asks him directly.
"I want a bowl of longevity noodles." Sumu said.
"anything else?"
"Gone."
"Okay." Tong Yan smacked his lips. It seemed that he had to think of the gift himself.
Looking up at the sun, Tong Yan said, "Dismiss them and let's go back to eat."
Su Mu nodded, went to dismiss the junior brothers and sisters in the martial arts training ground, then returned and walked to his yard with Tong Yan.
After the disbandment, the junior sisters gathered together, followed Su Mu's leaving figures with piercing eyes, and chattered in discussions.
"Senior Brother Su is so handsome!"
"Yes, yes, he just passed by me. He looked so serious and handsome!"
"Ah, I'm so envious that you can get up close and personal with Senior Brother Su."
"What's so great about close contact? Haven't you noticed that the usually serious Senior Brother Su is very gentle and doting when he treats Senior Sister Tong?"
"It seems so. By the way, who is Senior Sister Tong? Is she Senior Brother Su's sister?"
"I heard from other senior sisters that the two of them live in a separate courtyard. What are their backgrounds and how amazing they are." A male disciple who was passing by heard them discussing the two people who had left, so he stretched his head and joined the discussion.
Tianqing Mountain has a special dormitory for disciples, where men and women live in one place, with two people in each room.
In a separate courtyard on the mountain, generally only elders, teachers, uncles, and their direct disciples have this privilege.
"Senior Brother Su is a disciple of the third elder. Is it strange to have a separate courtyard?"
"The strange thing is not that he has a yard, but that he and Senior Sister Tong live together. I have never heard of which elder is this Senior Sister Tong, a direct disciple of."
"That's right, look at who else lives in a shared house with men and women, they are so different..."
The two people in question have arrived at their own yard. The yard is not big or small, and it is more than enough for two people. It also has a kitchen. Tong Yan often cooks and eats for the two of them.
After coming back, Tong Yan lay still on the couch and watched Su Mu working hard in the kitchen. She chatted: "Little Suzi, Senior Brother Xiao has been back for a year, why haven't he come back with a message? Listen.
He said he was a prince, could he have been killed by his brothers?"
The name of Senior Brother Xiao mentioned by Tong Yan is Xiao Jinghong, the eldest disciple of Fourth Senior Uncle. Qingdao people accepted Su Mu as his disciple and entrusted him to Fourth Junior Uncle Qingfeng Taoist, and then ran out to wander around. Qingfeng Taoist has to take care of many things on weekdays.
Regarding the matter, he asked Xiao Jinghong to teach Su Mu.
Thinking of this, Tong Yan sympathized with Su Mu for three seconds. This master was too unreliable.
"Yanyan, how can you say that? Although the situation in the imperial city is complicated, no one can take advantage of Senior Brother Xiao's talent. If he didn't send the letter back, he must have been delayed by something."
"Yes, yes, senior brother Xiao is omnipotent in your eyes." Tong Yan knew that Xiao Jinghong had carefully taught Su Mu for more than four years, so for him, his status was naturally extraordinary.
However, Senior Brother Xiao is indeed an outstanding person. His martial arts and IQ can easily beat everyone.
Su Mu was sensible and did not argue with Tong Yan. Senior Brother Xiao was both his teacher and friend, and he trusted that Xiao Jinghong could handle the affairs of the imperial city well.
"Then will Senior Brother Xiao come back to the mountain in the future?" Su Mu said nothing, so Tong Yan had no choice but to continue.
"The emperor is old and now seriously ill. I'm afraid that asking Senior Brother Xiao to go back is to establish the crown prince. If nothing happens, Senior Brother Xiao will not come back to the mountain." Su Mu said.
"Yanyan." Su Mu suddenly called her out of nowhere.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"Can you please stop calling me Xiao Suzi from now on?"
"Why?" Tong Yan asked doubtfully.
"...Senior Brother Xiao said that the eunuchs in the palace are called that." Su Mu said.
Tong Yan kept laughing.
The next day, when the two of them packed up and were about to go down the mountain, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
This man is quite familiar to Tong Yan, he is the servant of the head.
"Tong girl, the master has something urgent to ask you to come over."
Tong Yan's eyes lit up when she heard this. The leader asked her to go there early in the morning. It must be a new breakthrough in the formation. She immediately ignored the matter of going down the mountain, said hello to Su Mu and followed the attendant.
This matter has to start from when she first came here.
After Tong Yan and the others arrived here, the Qing channel people specially asked the boss to check on Tong Yan's body.
The leader pondered for a while and said to them: "Do you know that there are other worlds besides ours? People there practice immortality and Taoism, and it is possible to move mountains and reclaim seas by commanding wind and rain."
If Tong Yan changed the position of the leader, it would be that there is a world of cultivation outside this world that is rich in spiritual energy. People there practice Taoism and can go to heaven and earth, and Tong Yan seems to have something to do with this place.
When the leader was young, he traveled around. By chance, he met a cultivator who claimed to be from the world of cultivation, and learned about the existence of another world from his mouth.
The cultivator encountered a high-level monster during an experience. After fighting to the death and killing the monster, he accidentally triggered the formation of the small secret realm and came here.
At that time, the cultivator was dying, and the leader rescued him when he passed by. However, because the man's injuries were too serious, and there was no suitable elixir and spiritual energy to heal his injuries, he died within two years.
The cultivator gave all his inheritance to the leader who saved him and took him in.
Formation is one of the legacies. After the cultivators were able to get out of bed due to their injuries, they have been studying to recreate the formations they touched at that time, in an attempt to return to the world of cultivation through the formations.
Unfortunately, he died before success.
When the leader learned about the world of cultivation, he was naturally very attracted to it. After the death of the cultivator, he took over the research and repair of the formation.
The strangeness of Tong Yan's body can only be answered by going to the world of cultivation.
It was also because of Tong Yan's arrival that the leader was more determined to repair the formation. He asked Tong Yan to stay on Tianqing Mountain and join his research, hoping to activate the formation through Tong Yan's differences.
During this period, Tong Yan came and went to the boss' back mountain countless times. Now that the boss hurriedly called her over, there must be new progress.
Two-quarters of an hour later, they arrived at the master's courtyard. The attendant opened the door to let Tong Yan in, while he waited outside the door.
In order to concentrate on studying the formation, the headmaster stipulated that the disciples in the sect were not allowed to go to the back mountain, and the attendants were not allowed to enter the courtyard without instructions.
Tong Yan solidified his label as the head of the technical house in his mind, and then walked straight to the room he had visited countless times.
This room was specially renovated. Except for a few load-bearing pillars, there were basically no extra walls. The empty room only had a few tables and chairs in the corner for people to rest.
After entering the door, Tong Yan immediately saw the leader squatting on the ground. He looked down at the book in his hand and wrote and drew.
Tong Yan has also read that book. It is a formation manuscript left by a dead cultivator. I heard that in the world of cultivation, there is a jade paper specially used for recording. Writing and reading the jade paper requires spiritual consciousness, but this cultivator is San
Xiu, I don’t have much money, and I don’t have the spare money to buy this kind of thing.