Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

The wind and rain are like darkness, and there is a narrow path sandwiched in the whirling dense forest, which can't be seen at a glance.

Obviously, this place has been deserted for a long time, and it was washed by the heavy rain, making it more muddy and difficult to walk.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy helped an old man to walk in it with difficulty. The two were wearing coir raincoats that were better than nothing. After walking for most of the night, the places that should be wet were soaked. The old man probably had some problems with his legs and feet. When I get cold, I often stop to rub my sore knees.

He narrowed his dim old eyes, looked hard into the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

The young man on the side said dissatisfiedly: "What goddamn gods, they eat our offerings on weekdays, but they have to make things difficult in every possible way when they ask for a visit. What's the use of the folks saving food and money to make offerings to them?"

The old man was startled when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

The young man's eyes were wide open, like a little tiger, and he said straightaway: "Am I right? They call it guarding here, and have they ever blessed us with good weather? When there is a severe drought and flood, which one is less necessary to make offerings?" ?In the year when King Anping rebelled, all three counties and fifteen cities were in catastrophe, thieves ran rampant everywhere, and the people were displaced. Have they ever shown their face? Well, even if these are human affairs and the immortals don’t care, then the evil spirits now Running rampant in the countryside, cannibalizing people and bloodletting, they don't even know about it, should we rush to beg?"

The old man's legs hurt so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, and said in his mouth: "The immortal Qingxiu doesn't care about world affairs. If we have a request, he will naturally come forward to report it. What are you talking about!"

The young man said angrily: "Isn't that right? This is the road leading to Mingming Valley. There are many difficulties and obstacles, and those who are not sincere can't get there! Why don't they walk down step by step like this when they send people to collect offerings? This will be more about sincerity..."

"Liulang, shut up!" The old man slammed his cane hard on the ground, "If you continue to talk too much, just go back! Don't drag the folks of Fifteen Cities in front of the immortals!"

Seeing him getting angry, the young man's face darkened, and he didn't dare to speak anymore. He just curled his lips in disdain when his grandfather turned around, and muttered, "Is the immortal really good?"

At this moment, a very violent thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, as if it was close at hand, the young man was caught off guard, his face turned pale with fright on the spot, and he immediately put aside his narrow mindedness just now, and when the rumbling sound weakened, he hurriedly asked: " Grandpa, why is the thunder so loud today?"

Before the old man could answer in time, thunderstorms rained down one after another, blasting the entire night sky into a pale white.The old man showed panic, and hurriedly pulled the young man beside him to kneel down on the ground, kneeling under the might of the sky, praying chanting words, not daring to move, all the birds and beasts in the forest were too frightened to show their heads, even the vegetation They all trembled.

I don't know how long it took before the thunder subsided, the aftertaste was faint, and the ground seemed to be still trembling.

The young man couldn't hear a sound for a long time, his heart was full of shock, and he didn't dare to speak rudely again.

It wasn't until the sudden rain stopped, the thick clouds dispersed slightly, and a dim moonlight appeared in the sky, that the young man tremblingly helped the old man up and continued on his way.

The boy Liulang asked: "Grandpa, there might have been dozens of thunderclaps just now, this... this Minggu will not be flattened, right?"

"Don't talk too much," the old man scolded him in a low voice, trudging along the muddy path, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid some immortals will cross the catastrophe."

"Crossing Tribulation?"

"It's not so easy for an immortal to practice. He has to go through thousands of catastrophes. I heard that this catastrophe is the most dangerous. Countless immortals fell in the catastrophe, but those who survived it can greatly increase their cultivation. It is one step closer to live the same life as the heaven and the earth." When the old man said this, doubts flashed across his face, "I once heard my grandfather say that he saw an immortal crossing a catastrophe with his own eyes. But Nine Heavenly Thunders, why is this one so dangerous... Could it be that the person who crossed the catastrophe is as powerful as the owner of the valley?"

While speaking, the small path suddenly turned, and the front suddenly opened up, revealing the whole picture of Mingming Valley.

The valley is clear and far away, the mountain flowers washed by the rain are blooming all over the mountains and plains, and a little moonlight is like smoke like yarn, the valley is really like a fairyland on earth.

The boy said in surprise, "Grandpa, look, we are here..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already stunned.

I saw a large flat land next to the Huahua Slope, engraved with a circle of spells that ordinary people can't understand. At this time, the large flat land has been blackened by lightning, and the contrast between the circle of the spell and the outside is sharp—— Outside is a hundred flowers blooming, inside is not a blade of grass.

On the scorched earth, there was a person standing upright.

The man's long robe has become rags, and the whole sleeve is scorched to scum. From the back, this man is tall and tall, probably a man.

A hundred zhang away, the man seemed to have heard Liu Lang's words, and turned his head to look at the grandpa and grandson. Although the man was in rags, he looked very handsome, like a jade man under the moonlight. There seemed to be a handful of years-old hoarfrost in some eyes, when Liu Lang met his eyes, he immediately felt that he was cold from head to toe, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

The next moment, Liu Lang was stretched out by his grandfather, and the two of them knelt on the ground together. The old man kowtowed to the man repeatedly, and said in his mouth, "I greet the immortal, the villain is from the fifteen cities outside the valley. I have something to do here. Asking the Immortal Elder, I didn't intrude on purpose, I begging the Immortal Elder, please don't be offended."

The man froze for a moment, then waved his hands casually, and Liu Lang felt a coldness that seemed to come from late autumn spread around. Grandpa was lifted up together by the coolness.

This immortal was unexpectedly easy to talk, not only did not embarrass them, but also said quite politely: "It's okay, don't need to be like this - I don't care about the affairs outside the valley, I will call someone for you later."

After finishing speaking, he shot a white light with his fingers, and the light beam went straight into the sky. After a while, a group of small light spots like fireflies flew towards him in the distance. It was not until he was close in front of his eyes that Liu Lang realized that it was a person who came from a sword. Dao Tong.

Daotong put his sword down and saluted the ragged man respectfully: "Elder Cheng, congratulations to the elder for surviving the catastrophe and improving his cultivation to a higher level."

"There's nothing to be happy about, it's almost burnt," the man replied in a flattering manner, pointing back at the embarrassed grandpa and grandson behind him, "He who came from outside may have something to do, you can deal with it."

After briefly explaining these few sentences, he nodded to Liu Lang and his grandfather and grandson, and then the figure flashed and disappeared.

This ability of flying to the sky and escaping from the ground made Liu Lang stunned for a while, until the Taoist boy came forward to invite them into the valley, he still had the image of the man standing on the scorched black, looking back at random in his mind.

Liu Lang thought absently, that person seems to be not much older than himself, but is he already an "elder" in Mingming Valley?He couldn't help feeling a little envious in his heart, and then he remembered that person's frost-like eyes, and hurriedly suppressed that bit of envy, feeling awe, and 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 different lengths, only to hear a horse neighing in the air, and then, a white horse pulled a car down from the sky, snorting majestically , and landed firmly on the ground.

That Daotong said with a pleasant face: "If it weren't for the blessing of you two today, I might not be able to talk to him, please."

The two mortals boarded Pegasus's car anxiously. Liu Lang said quickly, "Brother Immortal, is that Elder Gu Zhong?"

The old man was afraid that he would talk too much and say the wrong thing, so he quickly grabbed it, and said in fear and fear: "The immortal redeemed, this child..."

"It's all right, old man," Daotong said lively, "There is an ice pool in the valley, it's so cold, I dare not go there, I heard that if the water hangs on the pool for a foot It can freeze, but the ice water of the god in the pool keeps flowing. I don’t know when that person lived in it, and opened a cave by the edge of the pool, and suppressed the chill of the entire ice pool in that cave. , I practiced in that extremely cold place day after day. You see, the valley is now so full of life, thanks to him calming down the ice pool. He doesn’t show up much on weekdays, and we secretly called him He's the 'Elder of Youtan'."

Liu Lang was stunned when he heard that, and couldn't help saying: "It's so cold, isn't he afraid?"

Daotong said with a smile: "Practitioners should cultivate the forbearance of the gods. How can they become Dao if they don't have the will?"

While speaking, the carriage has been up and down several times, and it has reached the hinterland of the valley and landed slowly.

Liulang got out of the car and took a look. He saw that there were pavilions, towers and pavilions, flowing cups and curved water, and there was no one coming and going, only a few cranes rising and falling lightly.Walking into it, Liu Lang felt light all over his body. He lowered his head in shock and saw that the mud and water on his body that had been covered in wind and rain all night had disappeared, and his whole body was warm.

Daotong led the two of them into a small pavilion, poured them a cup of hot tea while thanking them, and then asked what happened.

The old man sighed: "This... well, it's a long story, trivial matters of ordinary people, shouldn't bother the elders, but recently some evil spirits have come from outside the valley, and they are picking on the dolls to bring disaster to the village, but in a short time For more than ten days, four or five male dolls have been missing in the surrounding villages. In a few days, the bodies will be found in the wilderness. They have been eaten by wild animals. This matter has also been reported to the officials. Well, Wu Zuo said that those dolls died after being drained of their blood."

Hearing this, Dao Tong's expression froze with laughter: "What? Drained the blood? How old are those boys?"

The old man said "Do evil", and replied: "They are not even ten years old. When this happened, the big guys spent several nights in the wild together, and then...then that day, we all saw a white shadow, looking at it from a distance. It looked like Bai Lian hanging in the wind, but he came close in the blink of an eye. At that time, no one could react, and someone screamed. Looking again, there was a hole in a person's chest. He was caught by that thing in the blink of an eye. The heart was also taken away. The officials were too frightened, saying that it was evil spirits, and the government couldn't control them, so they sent the old man into the valley to beg the elders."

After hearing this, the Taoist boy asked a few more questions in detail, and then said: "I probably know it in my heart, don't worry about it, old man, first take the little brother to rest in the valley for a night, let me report to the senior in the valley, tomorrow Naturally, I will give you an answer."

That night, the old man and his grandson Liulang lived in Mingming Valley anxiously.The wind in the valley is clear and clear, and there is still a faint fragrance of flowers floating around. It is a perfect place, but Liu Lang can't fall asleep. All he can think about is the young elder who has experienced the thunder disaster. In the middle of the night, he suddenly heard someone talking outside. It was far away, and Liu Lang could only hear the general idea vaguely and intermittently.

Only a male voice said: "Yes, I heard about it on the way here, but it may not be a difficult role to be a disaster in a mortal village... Well, why don't you ask Cheng Qian to drop by."

Another older male voice said: "It's okay, he has passed the seven heavenly calamities, and now he was born after all the calamities, so he should have left."

Liu Lang couldn't fall asleep at first, but when he heard this few words, he suddenly fell asleep for no reason, and he became confused in a blink of an eye, and couldn't hear anything.

The two passed by his window one after the other, and walked towards the ice pool in the valley. The leader was an old man with white hair and a childlike face, fat as a ball, he could see his teeth when he smiled, and he was wearing a suit of rich satin robes. On the belt, purses, jade pendants and other things hung in a row in a row, dressed in a rich and dignified way, like an ordinary person—it was Mingming, the owner of Mingming Valley.

Nian Mingming was followed by a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, I saw that the middle-aged man's eyebrows were extremely warm, and on closer inspection, he was vaguely the Yuanshen Tang Zhen who escaped from the Soul-eating Lamp back then.

Tang Zhen didn't know what method he used to have a physical body again, but it seemed that this physical body was not very good, with a vaguely lifeless and sick appearance. I don't know if it was seizing the house or using some special magic.

Tang Zhen was holding a white lantern in his hand. There was no candle stub in the lantern, but a warm halo was wrapped in the paper paste. He didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was. I didn't expect him to be able to do it."

Nian Mingming said with a smile: "He died in the body because he experienced human calamity. He suddenly realized something when he was dying, and his soul was able to enter the Juling Jade. It just so happens that the Juling Jade is an innate spiritual object. It can gather the essence of mountains and rivers inside, and the soul itself It is not allowed to enter rashly, but at such a young age, this kid is able to maintain his three souls and seven souls, and his mind is not extinguished. He has endured seventy-seven and forty-nine years in the Juling Jade. Out of the primordial spirit, this is considered a catastrophe. 49 years ago, you sent the Juling Jade where he lived to my Mingming Valley. Based on the Juling Jade, it was forged in the ice pond for another 49 years. Not to mention, he has survived seven catastrophes in a row—well, he is only more than a hundred years old, and he has already experienced three catastrophes... This son has a strong heart, and he has lived for so many years, and he has never seen it. "

As he said that, Nian Mingming patted his belly, and said with a complex expression: "If the old man wants half of him, he must be an old man with a waist now."

Tang Zhen: "..."

The great power of his old man's level has already been bigu, but he is greedy, so this streaky body has a long history and a long history.

Tang Zhenren choked for a moment, and said seriously: "I haven't thanked the owner for lending the ice pool yet."

Nian Mingming waved his hand and said: "What do you mean by borrowing or not? He guards the ice pool, and my group of ineffective disciples are protected from the cold, which is considered a blessing. What's more, a person like this is hanging in my mere Mingming Valley." It’s too late for us to honor the title of elder.”

"This little brother is kind to me. When Daoyou Wen came to me with Juling Jade, I had to find a way to help him no matter what," Tang Zhen said, "It's just that although he happened to be in Juling There is no precedent for forging jade into a flesh body. I don't know if it will be possible. I'm afraid it will take a long time. He was too impatient to worry about it, so he pulled out his past memories. Now the seven catastrophes have passed , the great body he has cultivated from the spirit-gathering jade, I should also return it to its original owner."

While talking, the two arrived at the ice pool, and Tang Zhen couldn't bear the cold as soon as they approached, he hurriedly pinched his hands, and the dead air on his face became heavier.

Going forward, there is only the sound of "squeaking" water. The owner here has just finished bathing and is coming out of the pool of water that has turned into ice.

This fat man didn't disturb people's peace once or twice. Obviously, people in the Valley don't know what kind of tradition they are, they chatter to death from top to bottom, and Cheng Qian is 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 put it on his body. After walking only three or two steps, his ice-covered hair was completely dry, and the robe It also hangs down naturally again, and this body of practiced cultivation has almost melted into a state of moistening and silence.

Cheng Qian nodded to the two of them, and said, "The owner of the valley—Brother Tang, I was going to find you, come in and sit down? It's just a little cold here."

It was midsummer at this time, and there was no heat in the cave beside the ice pool. When I walked in, I saw a field of ice and snow. The chairs were frozen on the ground, covered with a layer of frost. Cheng Qian pinched his fingers slightly, A mass of warm firelight shot out from his fingertips, fell under one of the chairs, and instantly melted the frost on it, but the chair was not burned at all.

Cheng Qian said: "Brother Tang is not in good health, find a warm place to sit."

As for Gu Zhu Nian Mingming, he didn't care, anyway, the old fat man had rough skin and thick flesh, and it was very cold to carry.

The water in the teapot on the table had long been frozen into a lump of hard ice. Cheng Qian shook it a few times in his hand, and the big ice cube melted under the urging of his true energy. the heat.He poured a cup of hot water for each of them.

Tang Zhen took it and warmed his hands, then put the lantern in front of Cheng Qian, and said: "This thing should be returned to my little friend. You have a narrow escape path, and it is not easy. You should cherish it more in the future."

Cheng Qian was not surprised, he obviously knew that Tang Zhen had taken away his past memories by hand, he nodded, waved his hand to put the small ball of light in the lantern into his sleeve, and said solemnly: "Brother Tang is alive and dead! Zhien, if there is anything I can use in the future, Cheng Qian will definitely die."