Master Huipu stood up and said, "Lao Na will start retreat from today. The disciples in the temple have long been eager to compete with Taoist Yun, and I have asked Taoist Yun to give them more advice."

Yun Daosheng also stood up, "I dare not give advice, let alone gear up. Master, you should know that the way of heaven has changed, and you cannot escape this situation by relying on seclusion."

Huipu shook his head, "If the way of heaven changes, even if I don't go into seclusion, I can't escape it. Amitabha, Taoist Master, you can do your own thing."

The news that Master Huipu was going to retreat quickly spread throughout the Mati Temple, and someone even sent a letter to Beiliang Palace.

Huiwu felt that this matter must be related to Yun Daosheng. Otherwise, why would the abbot have a good chat with Yun Daosheng in the morning? It has only been two hours and the abbot is going to retreat?

But no matter how Hui Wu asked, Yun Daosheng remained tight-lipped. Hui Wu was different from Master Hui Pu. Master said that Master Hui Pu was one of the only participants who was still alive.

Huiwu became anxious when he saw that Yun Dao was unable to make any progress and said, "Okay! If you don't tell me, let's argue with you! The abbot has said that we can argue with you at any time."

Yun Daosheng cupped his fists and saluted, "It's disrespectful. I'll stay with you until the end."

——Boundary line——

The little novice monk who was the first to go back to report the news actually came back again.

Seeing that he was running out of breath, the other brothers asked strangely, "Why are you back again?"

The little novice monk scratched his head in embarrassment, "The abbot agreed. I just want to learn from Fairy Fairy more."

The other novice novices also know very well that such opportunities are usually unavailable. I am afraid that even their masters will envy them.

Now that the abbot has agreed, the others naturally won't say anything else. Just looking at how eager they are to try, they will probably imitate the first little novice and run back later.

Yao Yu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would be quite popular among the monks."

Zimo flicked her forehead and said, "You speak freely. As a girl, I don't know how to pay attention to what I say."

Yao Yu rubbed her forehead, and then suddenly realized something, "Tell me! Last time when master took you away, did he teach you the art of flipping your head through the air?"

Zimo deliberately smiled and did not answer, looking at Yao Yuqian anxiously.

The novice monks took Yaoyu and Zimo to Zhangye first. After resting there for a while, they rented an ox cart and took Yaoyu to see the Danxia Valley.

While sitting on the bullock cart and seeing the endless hills, Yu Yu thought to herself that Hui Wu had not been to many places. What was so eye-opening about the pile of hills?

But after a while, Yaoyu noticed that these hills began to look a little different.

When the carriage stopped in a valley, a patch of hills of different heights appeared in front of Yao Yu.

And these hills, like covered with colorful clouds, are so beautiful that it feels a little unreal.

Yaoyu felt that even the most gorgeous brocade she had ever seen could not match the dazzling colors in front of her.

Yaoyu saw many people under the hill, singing and smearing colored sand on their faces and bodies.

The singing of these people is very distinctive, the sound is broad and clear, as if it blends with the northwest world and complements each other.

A young novice monk introduced, "People here believe that the seven-color soil can bring luck, so that's why."

Yaoyu looked at the people on the hill, and she suddenly realized why she was so persistent in wanting to go to the top of the snow-capped mountains.

Because she, like these people, has an inexplicable belief that there will be different surprises for her there.

"Zimo," Yao Yu said, "I still want to visit the top of the snow mountain. I always feel like there is something attracting me there."

"I know," Zimo sighed, "Growing up, whenever you have an idea, you must do it. I will just go with you."

Yaoyu smiled sweetly, turned around and said to the young novice monks, "You guys, do you know how to get to the top of Horseshoe Mountain?"

The young novice monks were all silent. They were afraid of violating taboos and kept silent.

Yaoyu started to scare people without hesitation, "Zimo, what kind of crime is it for ignoring the questions from heaven and man?"

"Knock him out." Zimo said the truth coldly.

Yao Yu coughed, why didn't Zimo say harsh words, "Knock him out first, and then drag him to the eighteenth level of hell! I'm asking you if you are afraid!"

Several young monks gathered together tremblingly. One of them said hesitantly, "The young monk heard that there is a craftsman in Jiuquan who specializes in making luminous cups. He often goes to the sacred mountain. It is said that he is the only one who has ever climbed to the top of the mountain."

Jiuquan! Luminous cup! Why do these two names sound so charming?

"Then what are you waiting for! Let's go quickly!" Yao Yu urged impatiently, "I don't know if the wine in the Jiuquan is delicious! But even if it's plain water, it tastes good when held in a luminous cup!"

Yaoyu urged the young novices to go to Jiuquan without stopping. At first, she took an ox cart, but later she felt that the ox cart was too slow, so she simply walked.

Finally, when they arrived at Jiuquan, Yu Yu was so angry that she slapped herself in the mouth and said, "Crow's mouth, even if it is white water, it tastes good if you hold it in a luminous cup. It turns out to be white water!"

Yaoyu turned around and looked at the young novice monks fiercely, "You monks can actually lie to people! What a wine spring! Isn't it just a fountain!"

The novice novices felt very innocent. They had never said that the fountain was filled with wine! How could such a spring exist in the world?

An old man next to him said dissatisfiedly, "Which girl is so ignorant! Do you know who has drank water from this spring? That was Hussar General Huo Qubing!"

The old man did not wait for Yu to ask questions, and continued to tell the story he had told countless times, "When General Huo returned from a great victory, the emperor rewarded him with a jar of celebration wine. Unfortunately, there was only a small jar. General Huo could have drank it by himself.

But he poured the wine into the stream so that everyone could drink from the sweet spring of victory and experience the taste of victory. This is why the place is named Jiuquan."

Yaoyu listened to the old man's words, pondered for a moment, and asked Zimo in a low voice, "Do you think this Huo Qubing is also a turning point person?"

Zimo thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know if he has been selected by Xingzhe Tower, but based on his ability and his fate of dying young, he should be qualified."

Yao Yu looked at Jiuquan and sighed, "I just don't know why he didn't survive. The good stories about Kong Liu are spread here."

Zimo was afraid that Yao Yu would think too much, so he immediately comforted him, "You are different from him. You have already survived the disaster. As long as you act carefully in the future, there will always be a way to change your fate."

Yaoyu nodded, and then saluted the old man with cupped fists, "Thank you for your advice. I dare to ask my husband, do you know where the workshop of this Jiuquan luminous cup is?" The Jiuquan is fake, so the luminous cup cannot be fake.
Chapter completed!