The wind and rain were dark, and there was a sheep intestine path in the dense forest, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
This place is obviously uninhabited for a long time, and it was washed away by the heavy rain, making it more and more muddy and difficult to travel.
A 16 or 17-year-old boy supported an old man in it, and it was difficult to walk. The two of them were wearing more than nothing. They walked for most of the night, and the places that should be wet were soaked. When I'm cold, I don't often stop to rub my sore knees.
He narrowed his dim old eyes, looked into the distance hard, and sighed involuntarily.
The young man on the side was dissatisfied and said, "What bastard immortals, eat our offerings on weekdays, but have to make things difficult for them to see them once, what's the use of the folks who are thrifty and worship them?"
The old man was startled when he heard the words, and quickly said, "Don't dare to talk nonsense!"
The young man's eyes were wide and round, like a little tiger, and he said: "Am I right? They euphemistically say that they are guarding here, have they blessed us with good weather? In the event of a severe drought and flood, which time did they ask for worship? In the year when King Anping rebelled, all three counties and fifteen cities were in great distress, thieves were rampant everywhere, and the people were living in exile, did they ever show up? Well, even if these are human affairs, the immortals don’t care, then now the evil spirits Running rampant in the countryside, eating people and bloodletting, they don’t even know about it, do you want us to rush to ask for it?”
The old man's legs hurt so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, and said in his mouth: "The immortals do not ask about world affairs. If we have a request, we will naturally come to report it ourselves. What are you talking about!"
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The young man said angrily: "Isn't it true, the road to Mingming Valley is the only one, there are difficulties and obstacles, and those who are not sincere can't reach it! It will be more sincere.”
"Rokuro, shut up!" The old man stabbed his cane hard on the ground, "If you want to talk again, you can go back by yourself! Don't implicate the villagers in the fifteen cities in front of the immortals!"
Seeing him angry, the boy's face darkened and he didn't dare to speak. He only pouted when his grandfather turned around and muttered, "Is the immortal better?"
At this moment, an extremely tyrannical thunderstorm suddenly fell from the sky, as if it was close at hand. The young man was caught off guard, and his face turned pale on the spot, and he immediately put his cautious eyes aside, and when the roar was a little weaker, he hurriedly asked: " Grandpa, why does the thunder sound so evil today?"
Before the old man could answer, successive thunderstorms had already fallen like raindrops, blowing the entire night sky pale. The old man showed panic, and he hurriedly pulled the young man beside him to kneel on the ground. They all shivered.
I don't know how long it took before the thunder calmed down, the afterglow was faint, and the ground seemed to be still shaking.
The young man couldn't hear a sound for a long time, full of shock, and dared not speak rudely.
It was not until the rain shower stopped, the thick clouds dissipated slightly, and a dim moonlight appeared in the sky, that the young man tremblingly helped the old man up and moved on.
The boy Rokuro asked, "Grandpa, there are probably dozens of thunderstorms just now. This Mingming Valley will not be blown up, right?"
"Small mouth," the old man scolded him in a low voice, trudging deep and shallow on the muddy path, and said in a low voice, "I am afraid that there is an immortal who will save the calamity."
"Crossing Tribulation?"
"The cultivation of immortals is not that easy. They have to go through thousands of calamities. I heard that this is the most dangerous one. Countless immortals have fallen in the calamity. It’s one step closer to having the same longevity with heaven and earth.” The old man said this, and a look of doubt flashed across his face, “I heard my grandfather say in the past that he saw an immortal transcend a calamity with his own eyes, and the one that was shot down at that time was also But Jiu Dao Tianlei, why is this man so dangerous, is it because this person who transcended the calamity is such a powerful person as the Valley Master?"
While speaking, Yangchang Xiaolu suddenly turned, and the front suddenly opened up, revealing the whole Mingming Valley.
The valley is bright, clean and distant, the mountain flowers washed by the rain are blooming all over the mountains and plains, a little moonlight is like smoke like yarn, and the valley is really like a fairyland on earth.
The boy was pleasantly surprised: "Grandpa, look, here we are"
He didn't say anything, the whole person was stunned.
I saw a large flat next to the flower slope, engraved with a circle of charms that ordinary people could not understand. At this time, the large flat ground had been scorched black by the thunder, and the circle of the charm was in sharp contrast with the outside - the outside Hundreds of flowers bloom, and no grass grows inside.
Above the scorched earth, there is a person standing straight.
The man's long robe has become rags, and the entire sleeve is scorched to slag. From the back, this man is tall and tall, and he is probably a man.
A hundred feet away, the man seemed to have heard Liu Lang speak, and turned to look at the grandfather and grandson. Although this man was in rags, he looked very handsome, and looked like a jade man under the moonlight. There seemed to be a handful of hoarfrost in his eyes, and Rokuro met his eyes, and immediately felt that he was cold from the beginning to the end, so scared that he didn't dare to move.
The next moment, Liu Lang was pulled by his grandfather, and the two knelt on the ground together. The old man kowtowed to the man repeatedly, and said in his mouth: "Meet the immortal, the villain is from the fifteen cities outside the valley, and I have something to do here. Asking the Immortal Chief, it is not intentional to break in, please don’t take offense to the Immortal Chief.”
The man was stunned for a while, and then waved his hand casually. Rokuro felt a chill that seemed to come from late autumn spreading everywhere. It was a bit cold, but not freezing. Then his whole body became lighter, and he and himself Grandpa was supported by the coolness together.
This immortal was surprisingly easy to talk, not only did not embarrass them, but also said quite politely: "It's okay, there is no need to do this - I don't care about things outside the valley, wait until I call someone for you."
Said, he snapped his fingers and shot a white light, and the beam went straight to the sky. After a while, a small spot of light like a firefly flew quickly in the distance, and when it was close to his eyes, Rokuro realized that it was a road from Yu Jian. child.
Daotong put his sword on the ground, respectfully saluted the man in rags and said, "Elder Cheng, congratulations to the elders who have survived the great catastrophe and improved their cultivation."
"It's nothing to be happy about, it's almost burnt," the man replied calmly, pointing back at the two grandfathers and grandchildren who were in a state of embarrassment.
After briefly explaining these few words, he nodded to Liu Lang and his grandfather and grandson, and then the figure flashed and disappeared.
This ability to escape from the sky made Rokuro be stunned for a while, until the Daotong came to invite them into the valley, he still had the appearance of the person just now on the scorched black eyes, looking back at will.
Liu Lang thought absentmindedly, that person seems to be no more than a few years older than himself, is he already an "elder" in this Mingming Valley? He couldn't help feeling envy in his heart, and then he remembered the man's frosty eyes, and hurriedly suppressed the envy back, giving birth to awe, and he didn't dare to slander indiscriminately.
Daotong took out a leaf from his bosom, put it in his mouth, and blew out a small tune in a wrong length, only to hear a horse neighing in the air, and then a white horse pulled a carriage down from the sky, and snorted majestically. , landed firmly on the ground.
The Daotong said in a friendly manner: "If it wasn't for the blessing of the two of you today, I might not be able to talk to him, please."
The two mortals got into the Pegasus' carriage nervously. Rokuro was young and said quickly, "Brother Xianren, is that Elder Guzhong?"
The old man was afraid that he would say something wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed a hand and said with sincerity, "The immortal atonement, this child"
"It's okay, old man," said Daotongjia flying his horse, quite lively, "We obviously have an ice pool in the valley, it's so cold, I don't dare to go there. It can freeze, but the ice water in the pool has been flowing. I don't know when that person lived in, and opened a cave on the edge of the pool, and suppressed the chill of the entire ice pool in the cave. I practice in that extremely cold place day after day, you see, this valley is so vibrant now, thanks to him for keeping the ice pool in check. He doesn't show up on weekdays, and we secretly call him in private. 'Elder Youtan'."
Liu Lang was stunned when he heard it, and couldn't help but say, "How cold is that, isn't he afraid?"
Daotong smiled and said, "People who practice cultivation should practice patience, how can they become the Dao if they don't have the will?"
While speaking, the carriage had already been up and down several times, and it reached the hinterland of the valley and slowly landed.
When Liu Lang got out of the car, he saw that there were pavilions and pavilions, flowing water, and the traffic was clean and uninhabited, only a few cranes rose and fell gracefully. Walking into it, Rokuro felt light all over his body, he looked down in shock, and saw that the muddy water he had been on all night had disappeared, and his whole body was warm.
Daotong led the two of them into a small pavilion, and poured them a cup of hot tea with thanks to them, and then asked what was going on.
The old man sighed: "Well, it's a long story, the trivial matters of the common people should not bother the immortals, it's just that some evil spirits have come from outside the valley recently, and they have chosen the dolls for the village, but it's only a dozen days. , four or five male dolls have been missing in the surrounding cities and villages. In a few days, the corpses will be found in the wilderness. They are almost eaten by wild animals. The matter was also reported to the officials. Said that those dolls died after draining the blood on their bodies."
Hearing this, Daotong smiled and said: "What? Drained the blood? How old are those boys?"
The old man said "sin" and replied, "I'm not even ten years old. When this happened, the big guys spent several nights in the wild together at night, and then that day, we all saw a white shadow that looked like hanging from a distance. Bai Lian was in the wind, but in a blink of an eye, he was in front of him. At that time, no one reacted. He heard someone scream. When he looked again, there was a hole in his chest. I took it out. The officials were so frightened that they said it was evil ghosts, and the government couldn't control it, so I sent the old man into the valley to ask the immortals."
The Daotong listened and asked a few questions carefully, and then said: "I probably know what I have in mind, I don't have to worry about it, I will take my little brother to rest in the valley for a night, and allow me to report to the seniors in the valley. Tomorrow Of course I will give you an answer."
That night, the old man and his grandson Rokuro lived in Mingming Valley uneasy. The wind is clear in the valley, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers floating around. It is a perfect place, but Rokuro couldn't fall asleep. All he thought about was the young elder who had experienced the thunder calamity. In the middle of the night, he suddenly heard someone talking outside, far away, and Rokuro only listened vaguely and intermittently.
I only heard a male voice: "Yes, I have heard about it on the way here, but it is not necessarily a difficult role to be a disaster in a mortal village. Why don't you ask Cheng Qian to drop by."
Another older man said: "Alright, his seven heavenly tribulations have passed, and now he is born after a calamity, so it is time to leave."
Rokuro couldn't fall asleep. Hearing these words, he suddenly felt sleepy for no reason. He lost consciousness in a blink of an eye, and couldn't hear anything.
The two of them passed by his window one after the other and walked towards the ice pool in the middle of the valley. The first one was an old man, with a childish face, as fat as a ball, and when he smiled, he couldn't see his teeth, and he was dressed in a rich satin robe. , purses, jade pendants and other items are hung in a row on the belt, dressed as rich and powerful, like a mortal person - it is Mingming Valley Lord Nian Mingming.
Nian Mingming was followed by a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar. He saw that the middle-aged man's brows were extremely warm. Upon closer inspection, it was the Yuan Tang Zhen who escaped from the Soul Eater Lamp.
Tang Zhen didn't know what method he used to have a physical body again, but it seemed that the physical body was not very good, with a vaguely deadly sick face.
Tang Zhen held a white lantern in his hand. There was no candle in the lantern. The inside of the lantern was covered with a warm halo. He didn't know what magic weapon it was. I didn't expect him to do it."
Nian Mingming said with a smile: "He died prematurely because of human calamity, and when he was about to die, he suddenly realized something, allowing his soul to enter the Juling Jade. It just so happened that the Juling Jade was a congenital spiritual thing, and it could gather the essence of mountains and rivers inside, and the soul was You can't go in rashly, but at such a young age, this kid can maintain his three souls and seven souls, and his intellect is immortal. Forty-nine years ago, you sent the Juling Jade where he lived to my Mingming Valley. Based on the Juling Jade, it was forged in Bingtan for another 49 years. He couldn't hold back the extreme cold, and he even went through seven heavenly tribulations in a row - sigh, he is only a mere hundred years old, he has experienced three tribulations of heaven, earth and human beings. ."
Saying that, Nian Mingming patted his belly and said with a complicated expression: "If the old man has half of him, he must be an old man with a waist now."
Tang Zhen: ""
The power of his old man's level has already been fasted, but he is greedy, so this five-flowered body can be said to have a long history and a long time.
Tang Zhenren choked for a moment, then said solemnly: "I haven't thanked the owner of the valley for lending Bingtan."
Nian Mingming waved his hand and said, "What do you mean by borrowing or not? He controls the ice pond, and my group of incompetent disciples are protected from the cold, which is considered a blessing. Besides, a person like this is hanging in a Mingming Valley in my district.' Elder's name, it's too late for us to get all of it."
"This little brother is kind to me. When fellow Daoist Wen came to me with Ju Lingyu, I had to find a way to help him anyway," Tang Zhen said, "it's just that although he happened to be in Ju Lingyu by chance Yuzhong achieves Yuan, but there is really no precedent for forging jade into flesh, and I don't know if it will be successful or not. The body he has cultivated from Ju Lingyu is a great achievement, and it is time for me to return it to its original owner."
While talking, the two of them arrived at the ice pond. As soon as they approached, Tang Zhen couldn't bear the chill.
Going forward, I could only hear the sound of water. The owner had just taken a bath and was coming out of the icy pool. Nian Ming said brightly, "Little friend Cheng Qian, is it disturbing your peace?"
This fat man disturbed the tranquility not once or twice. It was obvious that the people in the valley did not know what tradition, and they talked to death from top to bottom, and Cheng Qian was used to it.
He didn't feel uncomfortable. He came out of the white mist on the ice pool, picked up the frozen robe by the pool and draped it over his body. He walked only three or two steps, and the ice-stained hair was completely dry. It also hangs down naturally again, and this tempered cultivation base has almost turned into a realm of moisturizing and silent.
Cheng Qianchong nodded and said, "Gu master—Brother Tang, I was going to find you, come in and sit? I'm a little cold here."
It was midsummer at this time, and there was no heat in the cave next to the ice pool. When I walked in, it was actually a scorching snow and ice field. The chairs were frozen to the ground and covered with a layer of frost. Cheng Qian pinched his fingers slightly. A warm fire was drawn from his fingertips and fell under one of the chairs, and the frost on it was melted and dried in an instant, but the chair was not burned at all.
Cheng Qian said: "Brother Tang is not well, find a warm place to sit."
As for the owner of the valley, Nian Mingming, he didn't care, anyway, the old fat man had rough skin and thick flesh, and he was very cold.
The water in the teapot on the table had long been frozen into a lump of hard ice. Cheng Qian shook it in his hand for a few times, and the big ice cube melted under the urging of True Yuan. of heat. He poured a cup of hot water for each of them.
Tang Zhen took it over and warmed his hands. Then he put the lantern in front of Cheng Qian and said, "This thing should be returned to your little friend. You will die on this road. It's not easy. You should cherish it more in the future."
Cheng Qian was not surprised, obviously knowing that Tang Zhen had taken away his past memories, he nodded, waved the small ball of light in the lantern into his sleeve, and said solemnly, "Brother Tang is alive and dead. My kindness, if there is any use for me in the future, Cheng Qian will definitely die."
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