Fengdu City at the foot of Luofeng Mountain is undoubtedly the land with the most stories and the most talkative places in Kyushu.
It is the boundary between humans and ghosts, the gate of the underworld, the battlefield where the demon king and the Beiyin emperor fought fiercely a hundred years ago, it is the traffic fortress that connects all directions, it is the must-see mountain gate for monks to travel, hunt for treasures, and exchange ideas. A black market and a gold-selling cave for capable people and strangers.
Ever since Zhuanxu's celestial power was divided into three realms, too many stories have happened in this place. The prosperity and decay of Fengdu, the secrets and the market, the drunken life and the dreamy death, the hero and the ghost hero, have jointly built this small thousand world. .
Jianghu said with a smile, the storyteller has a three-inch tongue, and he will never be able to leave Fengdu City in his entire life.
At this time, a black and white pair of extremely handsome teenagers appeared on the street, even in the bustling crowd, they were exceptionally outstanding.
Xie Bi'an introduced the customs to Fan Wuxi familiarly. He watched life and death since he was a child, and saw too many people wasting their lives chasing flashy things, and finally regretted it, so he was optimistic about his fate since he was a child, seeing every flower and grass, and getting the joy of every flower and grass, playing piano, chess and poetry Painting, Xingyue tea and wine, eating, drinking and having fun, he loves all of them.
After walking half a street, Fan Wuxi already knew which shop had the best jujube cake, which shop had the most accurate meat weighing, and which shop had the best fabrics, but another shop was more famous for the tailor. An's eyebrows were beaming, and he looked like a treasure, and he watched quietly from the side, not wanting to bother.
In the last few years, this man couldn't smile anymore, so vivid and happy, he thought he would never see it again.
"Boss, send these dishes to the third family in Qintai Lane."
"Okay, Mr. Xie, if you don't tell us, we won't send it wrong."
The two bought all the way, and most of them were sent directly to Xie Bian's residence in the city by the vendor. He only bought the small things for Bozhu, and he held them by himself. After a while, his hands were almost full.
When Xie Bian bought the third sugar figurine, Fan Wuxi couldn't bear it anymore: "The sun is so big, it will melt away in a while."
"Oh, that's right." Xie Bian was reminded, took out an ice talisman from his pocket, stuck it on the sugar figurine, and asked Fan Wuxi, "Are you hot, do you want one?"
Fan Wuxi darkened his face: "No."
"Seeing that you are sweating, let's go to see the cloth. The cloth shop I mentioned just now is next to an ice powder shop. Rose ice powder is a must. Go there to make clothes and eat as much as you want for free."
When he arrived at the cloth village, Xie Bian temporarily released his hands and picked up the cloth.
The boss introduced: "Mr. Xie, these are all new arrivals yesterday. Look at this auspicious grass and crane scattered flower brocade, which is rich in color and dense in stitches. I originally only ordered crab shell green. After seeing the samples, I chased after it again. Three colors."
Xie Bian touched the material and said with a smile: "This cloth is beautiful, junior brother, what do you think of this one?"
"casual."
"What color do you like? How about this lake blue? Brighter, you're wearing..."
"black."
"My young master, it's boring to always wear black." The boss said with a smile.
Fan Wuxi glanced at the boss coldly.
The boss stopped talking immediately, and thought to himself why this young man has eyes like knives.
"Okay, here's a black one. I'll pick some of the other fabrics and make some extra clothes for him."
After Xie Bian finished picking out the cloth, he sat aside and ate ice powder from the next door, watching the tailor tailor Fan Wuxi's body.
The tailor took the measurements and praised: "Young master, this figure is so good. I have been a tailor all my life, and I have never seen a few bones like this. The arms and legs are so long. I don't know how tall I will grow in the future. At least There is... there should be... "
"Five feet seven inches."
"Hey, that's old Gao's."
Xie Bian laughed and said, "If you want to grow so tall, you need to eat more." He teased the tailor again, "Uncle Xu, I have been making clothes here since I was a child, and you never praised me."
"Why didn't you praise me? I don't know how many times I have praised you since I was a child. Isn't Mr. Xie very handsome now?"
"Then can I be taller?"
Just as Xu Bo was about to answer, Fan Wuxi said, "You won't grow any longer."
Xie Bian was a little unconvinced: "How do you know?"
Fan Wuxi slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "I just know."
Xie Bian was pleasantly surprised: "Junior brother, you just... laughed?"
Fan Wuxi's face immediately tensed up, and the smile that he didn't even notice disappeared, leaving traces of guilt on his face.
Xie Bian blinked: "Don't be embarrassed, you look good when you smile, you should smile more."
Fan Wuxi turned his face away awkwardly.
Xie Bian thought beautifully, he and his junior brother got closer again.
After ordering the clothes, it was noon, and the two went to a teahouse for lunch.
This Jin Yixuan is a famous restaurant in Fengdu, full of guests all the year round. The two came late, without Accord, they could only sit in the lobby, catching up with a storytelling session.
The storyteller flicked his fan, and Lang Lang opened his mouth, reporting himself behind his house, and said, "Today we will talk about the four ancient magic weapons."
"The heavens and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full, and the celestial constellations are arranged. Since the beginning of Pangu, the heavens and the earth have been divided into chaos. This world was originally full of aura, and both you and I can become immortals. Unfortunately, the good times don't last long. There are so many immortals. I was dissatisfied, and the gods dictated to me, and the immortals were not happy anymore, so they fought endlessly with each other. Humans, ghosts and gods started a huge battle of conferring gods, and countless lives were devastated. In the end, the human emperor Zhuanxu, the jedi Tiantong, completely cut off the heaven and the earth. From now on, the three realms will be divided, although the sky is still the leader, but in fact each has its own government, and this has brought about peace in the three realms." The storyteller's voice was cadenced, his face was full of excitement, and he quickly attracted the guests. "It is said that after the Conferred God War, there were four ancient magic treasures that fell into the world. I believe all guests have heard of them. They are the Donghuang Bell, the Shennong Ding, the Mountain and River Sheji Map, and the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman."
Everyone who cultivates immortals knows about the four ancient magic treasures. Xie Bian must know more than this storyteller. He has seen two of them, but he still listens with interest.
"It's not uncommon for magic treasures. Among the successful monks in the world, who doesn't have one or two magic treasures at their side, but each of the four ancient magic treasures has the power to destroy the world. ..." The storyteller coughed twice, shaking his head, "Don't say it, don't say it."
There was laughter and applause from the audience.
Jie Bian also laughed.
Fan Wuxi slandered, why is he so fond of laughing, what's so funny about it.
Xiao Er began to serve food, Xie Bian put a large plate of braised fish head in front of Fan Wuxi: "This is their signature dish, it's very fresh, try it soon."
"First of all, let's talk about the Eastern Emperor Bell, the first of the four magic weapons. This magic weapon is the magic weapon of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. It can be attacked and defended. If you attack, you will be invincible. If you defend, you will be as solid as gold. Everyone knows who this magic weapon belongs to. Where is it?"
Someone shouted from below: "It's in our Fengdu."
"That's right. This magic weapon was obtained by Zhong Kui, the martial judge of the underworld, and Tianshi Zhong Kui. It's no problem to claim such a treasure. But what kind of person is Tianshi Zhong, who actually put this treasure in the Fengdu barrier?" , so that humans and ghosts do not interfere with each other, this kind of state is really a high mountain, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people." The storyteller bowed to the sky to show his admiration.
"Master Zhong is a living god." A peddler yelled from below, "I have the latest portrait of Master Zhong here, which can be pasted at home to protect the house from evil spirits. It only costs three pennies a piece."
Xie Bian chuckled: "They always paint Master so ugly, Master gets mad every time."
Fan Wuxi glanced at the portrait of Zhong Kui. In the painting, there was a big man with curly temples, eyes like copper bells, a hulking back, and a ferocious expression. It seemed that he was drawing according to the folk imagination, how scary he was, and he remembered Zhong Kui's sloppy appearance when he was drunk. , is really ridiculous.
"The second magic weapon is the Shennong Ding, which is the magic weapon of Emperor Yan of Shennong. Everything in the world can be refined. It can refine the top magic weapons, weapons, and elixir, which makes monks all over the world flock to it. But this Shennong Ding, Everyone knows where it is, everyone can see and touch it, but no one can keep it for themselves."
The Shennong Cauldron is in Kunlun, transformed into a fairy mountain, it is indeed visible and tangible, but very few users can use it.
"This Shennong cauldron is an active volcano, and the true fire of Samadhi has been dormant all year round. This fire can only be stimulated by spiritual power. In the process of refining, if the spiritual power is not exhausted, the fire will not be extinguished. Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted. There is no one in the world. It takes a lot of energy to activate this cauldron by itself and use it once. The last time this treasure was fired was six years ago, when the master of the Moon Pavilion in Jinling gave his eldest son Lan a sword."
Xie Bian quietly said to Fan Wushi: "Master also took me to watch the excitement at that time. The Moon Moon Pavilion recruited a hundred high-ranking monks to take turns protecting the cauldron. They practiced for three full days and three nights."
Fan Wuxi disapproved: "I've heard of it."
Xie Bian said with a look of admiration: "That is really a rare and good sword, worthy of the reputation of the first son in the world, Brother Lan, he knew that I like orchids, so he gave me a hundred-year-old lotus petal orchid. The mother plant is extremely precious, I... "
Fan Wuxi lifted his chopsticks with a "snap".
Xie Bian was puzzled and said, "What's wrong?"
Xie Bian showed a look of admiration for other men, which made Fan Wushi jealous. He ground his molars and squeezed out a word: "... spicy."
Xie Bian handed the water glass to Fan Wuxi: "Come drink some water, I asked you just now, and you said you can eat spicy food, next time I will ask them to put less spicy food."
The storyteller over there has already talked about the map of mountains and rivers.
"This Map of Mountains, Rivers and Sheji is a magic weapon of the Nuwa family. It is said that it has the power to cover everything, and the power to move mountains and fill the sea. It has been in Zong Tianzi's treasury for hundreds of years, and no one can use it until Someone stole it." The storyteller said pretending to be mysterious, "Everyone knows what happened afterwards. In the Luofeng Mountain War a hundred years ago, this map disappeared without a trace. This map of mountains, rivers, and land is the four magic treasures. There are different opinions about the effect of the most mysterious one among them, and it is said that this picture can make people feel as if they are in a fairyland or as if they are falling into hell.”
Hearing the words "Zong Tianzi", Fan Wuxi's pupils became gloomy.
"The Son of Heaven..." Xie Bian said suddenly.
Fan Wuxi's heart choked.
"If you are interested in Zong's story, next time I will take you to the Yulou to listen to it. There is a gentleman there who told it well." Xie Bian took a piece of fish for Fan Wuxi, "Be careful."
Fan Wuxi clenched his chopsticks: "Don't the people dare to mention Zongzixiao?"
"That gentleman is very courageous, and his listeners are also open-minded. Besides, he didn't mention the name of the demon king, nor did he talk about what happened after Zong Zixiao became a demon. Brothers fought against the wall and collapsed, from prosperity to decline, I have only heard of it twice, and later I bought the book he edited, which is quite interesting.”
Fan Wushi's heart was surging and he couldn't calm down. A hundred years have passed, everything has been reduced to dust, all kinds of things in the past, one forgot, one remembered, listening to this person talk about their past lives in a gossip and unofficial tone, their indifferent appearance, only made him resent and hate.
The storyteller talked about the last magic weapon that listeners were most interested in—Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman.
"This Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman should have been mentioned together with the map of Shanhe Sheji, because they were all controlled by one person. With these two magic weapons, this person almost destroyed both worlds of humans and ghosts."
The audience groaned, visibly excited.
"Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman is the magic weapon of the Queen Mother of the West. She once sent the Nine Heavens Xuannv to help Xuanyuan Huangdi defeat Chi You, and taught him the strategy of "three palaces and five meanings of yin and yang, the art of Taiyi Dunjia and Liuren step fighting, the machine of Yin Talisman, and the five spirit treasures." He gave this talisman as a gift, which can command the soldiers of the three realms of heaven, earth and man. Xuanyuan later wrote "Yellow Emperor's Yin Fu Jing", also known as "Yellow Emperor's Tian Ji Jing", which describes the mystery of this talisman." He said passionately, "It has been rumored that this talisman has been lost in the world, but no one has seen it for millions of years. It is said that the rumor is not credible, but it was found by the unspeakable person. From then on, the world changed color, the universe was reversed, and a command , get millions of Yin soldiers, gods and Buddhas are unstoppable."
There was no sound in the lobby.
After a moment of silence, a childish voice suddenly said, "Daddy, I want this talisman."
The chilling atmosphere was broken in a second, and there was laughter, but the storyteller didn't hold back, and said with a smile: "In short, after the battle at Luofeng Mountain, this talisman was suppressed by Beiyin Emperor somewhere in Jiuyou, and there is no chance to get it again. See the light of day. This little lady is hard to embarrass your father."
Jie Bian applauded along with the crowd, and the storyteller's apprentice shuttled around the hall to ask for rewards, and he also prepared some silver coins.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the street. Jie Bian looked out of the window and saw a group of monks wearing Wuliangpai Tsingyi Taoist robes chasing a person.