Flying high all the way, Kunlun Mountain will arrive in an instant.
In Yuan Xianger's impression, the Kunlun Mountains are the towering mountains with thousands of miles of green peaks and clouds. But when I got to the ground, I realized that it was only a few small hills that I could see at a glance. The red walls and eaves of the ancient temple are faintly exposed on the mountain col, and that is the location of the Qingyi Church.
It is said that this place used to be the dojo before Sanjun Patriarch attained Dao and ascended. The more the surrounding people believe in the atmosphere, the larger and smaller Sanjun temples are more and more dense in this area. Almost no matter the size of the town, or the farm village, you can see the different scales. Temple of the Three Kings.
As a disciple of Qingyi Sect, Qingyuan couldn't fly over the head of the patriarch's temple, so he led everyone down to the ground early for a walk.
"When I was young, I could still see Mount Kunlun from the outside. At that time, Mount Kunlun was tens of thousands of miles wide, and there was everything in it. Demons, humans, and ghosts all had their own living places. You can always see in the sky. I saw the carriage driving the mythical beast to fly past. There are also many top-level powers with high magic skills." Qingyuan pointed to the small hills not far away, recalling the past of his childhood.
"But now the whole mountain has been completely hidden into the world, and the entrance is more and more difficult to find, and now there is only the mountain where our sect is located. The people here have gradually forgotten the appearance of Kunlun Mountain in the past, thinking that the so-called Kunlun is just such a hill."
Qingyuan took Yuan Xianger and others through the lively market and introduced them to the past and present of Kunlun Mountain, as well as various legends. But no matter how magnificent the legends are, this mountain range, which once left a strong legacy in history, is in a period when it has completely withdrawn from the world of human beings and has been forgotten by human beings.
Yuan Xianger recalled her previous life, although she did not study this subject very well in the field, but she could remember that within this area of the mainland, it really became a plain, and there were no more towering mountains.
There are many vendors selling local specialty snacks in the market here. Yuan Xianger stopped to buy a snack called "oil cake".
The pancakes fried in the oil pan are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and delicious. On the fragrant soy milk, just serve as breakfast. There are many customers sitting on the tables and chairs of the stall eating oil cakes and drinking soy milk. Yuan Xianger and the others sat at a square table and waited.
Qingyuan happily ran over, got close to Yuan Xianger, and rolled up his sleeves to show her. The sturdy arm was clearly marked by a row of fangs, and although it was not bleeding, it looked a little scary.
"Ah Xiang, what you said is really useful. Look, Ah Huang is no longer fierce towards me." He raised his arms and looked left and right, almost laughing, "He is already reluctant to bite me. , and Wu Yuan should be able to get along with me so affectionately soon."
Wu Yuan, who was immersed in eating dried fish, let out a meow, why did he think this sentence was a bit strange. However, seeing that Qingyuan had devoted a lot of reserved snacks along the way, Wu Yuan decided not to care about this human being.
Although Qingyuan is old, he has only focused on raising apostles in captivity all his life. From a certain point of view, he is somewhat sincere and lovely.
When the excitement passed, and seeing Yuan Xianger's apostles sitting together at a table, Qingyuan fell into depression again,
"Ah Xiang, look at me this way, I almost showed the strength to serve my ancestors. I lowered my voice, poured tea and water, and took good care of me. What am I inferior to you? Why is Huang still so cold to me."
The fragrant oil cakes just came out of the pot, and the aroma aroused everyone's appetite. Yuan Xianger took the oil cakes handed over by the boss and distributed them to everyone.
Behind their table stood a seven or eight-year-old boy. Although his clothes were simple, his hands and face were clean and tidy, and his eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful and pleasing. Seeing that he had been staring at the cake in his hand, Yuan Xianger gave him a piece of cake,
"Don't look at it, I'll give you a piece and eat it." Yuan Xianger smiled.
She took the soy milk that the boss just brought, and gave it to Qingyuan, who was still depressed.
"Senior, you have to think this way, if someone puts shackles on you, takes away your freedom, and uses you as a leg strength, even if he greets you every day, brushes your hair and washes your face, and gives you something to eat and drink, you will Can you like him? Cheng Huang is a monster with a simple nature, so his attitude towards you can change so quickly."
Qingyuan paused for a moment, rubbing his chin: "Indeed... that's the truth. But everyone is like this, and they've long since become accustomed to it. Just like when we whip a horse, we no longer consider whether it is painful or humiliating."
"But then again, A Xiang, you always have a very special angle to think about," Qingyuan held the oil cake in one hand and the warm soy milk in the other, "I sometimes feel that you don't feel like you grew up in a floating world at all. girl. You are like a human from another world."
Cheng Huang walked slowly through the crowd, walked over, and sat down on the seat beside Du Shuo without saying a word.
He is very tall, with a gibbous waist, golden hair casually caught behind his head, three-dimensional features, and a flamboyant temperament. It's just that there is a sullen look between his brows, which makes him look a little unapproachable. This is the first time he has appeared in everyone's sight in the form of a human.
Qingyuan immediately pushed over the bowl of soy milk that was about to be put on his lips, and said in a very arrogant manner: "Huang, you drink it first."
Diagonally opposite the oil cake stall, there is a Sanjun Temple, which is not too big. It is still early in the morning, the air is filled with morning mist, and cigarettes are lingering in the temple. The pilgrims carry golden paper fruits for worship, chanting words in their mouths, kneeling and praying.
Looking at the past from this angle, you can see the statues of the Three Monarchs sitting on the altar, with low eyebrows and compassionate eyes, compassion for the world, and solemn appearances.
Wuyuan drank soy milk and dried small fish, and looked at the believers who were chanting words, puzzled in her heart, "Ah Xiang, you said that we have come this way and have seen so many Sanjun Temples, and each temple has so many people every day. If you talk about it, the Lord Spiritual God will not be able to hear it, no matter how much he saves you?"
"Yeah, so when we don't have a big business, we don't make trouble for the Lord God." Yuan Xiang'er said with a smile.
"I can hear you."
A sudden voice suddenly sounded in the air.
When this voice sounded, the hustle and bustle of the surrounding seemed to be quiet in an instant.
People are still those people, people are still walking around and talking to each other. Yuan Xianger could even clearly see Nan He was turning his face and talking to her, Wu Yuan stood up and took the food on the table, Du Shuo handed a pair of clean chopsticks to Hu Qing, Qing Yuan rolled up his sleeves to Cheng Huang The oil cake was handed over, and both Cheng Huang and Dan Luo showed a look of disdain.
It was all by her side, clearly visible.
But it seems to be far away from her, she seems to be isolated from this world, everything is like a screen, and she is just a bystander.
"I can hear everyone's voice, I can clearly hear it." The voice just now sounded again.
Yuan Xianger turned her face and saw the little boy standing not far behind her.
He was still wearing the usual plain cotton shorts, and he was holding the piece of cake that Yuan Xianger had given him.
This kind of look appeared on his face at a young age, and there was no sense of disobedience. There was even a feeling that it should be like this, and he had to kneel down and worship.
"Who are you...?" Yuan Xiang'er knew that she might have encountered something strange again.
"I'm the person you're looking for during this trip." The young child's voice sounded with a strange echo, the boy smiled lightly, and his eyes were gentle, "When I was a cultivator, they all called me Sanjun, so let's just Let me tell you this as my name."
"what."
Yuan Xianger was stunned, she flew all the way, and ran so far, she just wanted to ask to teach this universally recognized god. But she could never have imagined that Sanjun Patriarch, who was portrayed in a temple with a majestic golden body and a dignified appearance, turned out to be such a boy.
The god seemed to know what she was thinking, "I have left my body, I have entered a state of ecstasy, I am dissolved in all things in the world, and all things in the world can be my incarnation. I am not restricted to a specific form."
"So it's... like this?"
Yuan Xianger was a little overwhelmed. According to the custom, should she kowtow to this great god? But although she has lived in this era for so many years, she still hasn't developed the habit of kneeling, so she can only bow with a solemn gaze.
"I have seen the three gentlemen."
"Don't be too polite, Sanjun is just a name for people in the world. I came to all things in the world, what all living beings think, what all things suffer, and I don't know." The little boy's eyes were as clear as water. Looking at Yuan Xiang'er, "It's just that in the current world, why did you appear? You are like a rock that suddenly appeared in the water, with a small body, but unknowingly and subtle changes in the direction of the water. Who are you? ?Where are you from?"
"Me?" Yuan Xianger opened her mouth, and the conversation with this god was really wonderful. He was just two simple questions, but she didn't know why it struck Yuan Xianger's heart like a clear bell. Yuan Xianger pondered for a moment, feeling that she The Dao Heart is vaguely loosened, and it seems that a breakthrough is about to occur.
She has been in this strange world for many years, and she has seen many powerful and powerful people. If others don't say it, she will say that her master, Yu Yao, is proficient in divination and fortune-telling, and can pass to the future. But you can't be like this one, who can see through yourself and come to a different world at a glance.
Yuan Xianger thought for a while and answered him cautiously, "I don't know why I came here. I came to the lower reaches of the flowing water, but in any case, I'm still me, and it hasn't changed."
"The younger generation came here specially today. The so-called thing is to ask you for advice, how can I go to Nanming, which is thousands of miles away?"
Sanjun looked at her for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth to say something that was astonishing to Yuan Xianger.
"Kunpeng was trapped in Nanming, and he did it voluntarily. You don't have to go, and you can't go."
"You know my master?" Yuan Xiang'er became anxious, she stretched out her hand and wanted to grab the boy's sleeve, "Why is my master in Nanming, why can't I go?"
The incarnation of the Three Monarchs collapsed in the air, white and fine crystals scattered, and the afterimage of his calm and tranquil smile remained in the air for a moment, and finally disappeared into the smoky human world.
When those crystals dissipated, the surrounding picture immediately became vivid. The voices of people talking and the squeaking of oil cakes coming into the pan came back to Yuan Xianger's mind in an instant.
"What's the matter. Ah Xiang?" Nan He asked her,
"I just saw it." Yuan Xiang'er was still a little bit confused.
"See what?"
Yuan Xianger looked up at the huge statue sitting in the temple,
The author has something to say: sort out the short stories of the characters that have been written so far, Jin Yu - Hu Sanlang, Master - Shi Niang, Xiang'er - Nan He, Wu Yuan - Wu Yuan's father, Hu Hao - Li Sheng, misogynistic - Ah Chun, Doctor Han's husband and wife, Huxing - Han Tianyou, Zhou Deyun - Qiu Yueming - Ding Yan, Du Shuo - Hu Qing, Li Shi Da Xue - everyone in Chishi Town, Bai Penny - Arong Shuling, Meng Zhang - Shi Huaiting, Shi Fu - Brother Shijun, Miaodao - Master, Dahua - Qiuer, Danluo - Subai, Qingyuan - Cheng Huang, Yuan Xianger - family, Wuhuang - Nanhe.