"Brother, I will be very gentle!"
The junior sister said to Lin Jue with a serious face.
"What do you mean? This little girl can break my great 'Mountain God Body Protection Technique'?"
The strong man in sackcloth widened his eyes.
Amid surprise, interest also arose.
The people watching around naturally didn't believe it.
The previous few Jianghu people were young and strong, and their skills were not bad, but they could not break the spell of this strong man in linen. Even these two Taoists knew how to spell. Firstly, her senior brothers had failed just now, and secondly, they had learned spells in the past few days.
It's not uncommon for people to be strong in this mountain. A Taoist priest came to try it half a quarter of an hour ago, but he thought he couldn't break it and praised the strong man in linen clothes again and again.
How is this possible for this little girl?
At this time, the little girl had already stood in front of the strong man in linen.
The strong man in sackcloth also lifted up his clothes.
Below the neck, it becomes a stone sculpture.
"Let's talk first! If you can't break it, you still have to drink a bowl of wine. If you don't drink, you can ask your senior brother to drink it for you!" The strong man in linen paused for a moment, feeling inexplicably frightened. "You have to be measured.
…”
"Know."
With a serious look on her face, the little junior sister lowered her head and searched up and down the strong man in linen clothes, and finally looked at the belly of the strong man in linen clothes.
"What are you looking for? Stop looking! Although Shao is from Jianghu, this is an orthodox Five Elements spell, not a hard Qigong of Jianghu. As long as the spell is cast, it will turn into a solid stone. There is no life gate!"
"..."
The little girl didn't speak, she just raised her right hand.
Just when the onlookers thought she might pull out the long sword with a pulp-covered hilt she was holding in her other hand, she stretched out her right index finger and gently poked the fat around the waist of the strong man in linen clothes.
go.
The force is really not heavy and the speed is very slow.
What does this mean?
Everyone was stunned.
Do you want to tickle him to make him lose his power?
His fingertips touched the stone at his waist.
"Pa..."
But I heard a slight sound!
It was like a rock falling apart.
The strong man in linen clothes had turned into a stone sculpture from the neck down, with only one head left, so everyone could clearly see that the strong man's expression, who had not taken it seriously just now, suddenly changed, his brows instantly furrowed, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
The next moment, his whole body immediately returned to flesh and blood, and he quickly reached out his hands to cover his waist.
"hiss……"
The strong man in linen clothes cried out in pain.
The onlookers were stunned.
I saw the strong man taking his hand away and looking down, his waist was already bruised and there was even a little blood oozing out.
Only then did some experienced Jianghu people understand that what the little girl was looking for was not his weakness in life gate, but a place where it would be harmless even if it hurt him.
"What kind of spell is this?"
The strong man in sackcloth quickly looked at his junior sister.
"Stone." The junior sister replied calmly, "The spell that specializes in crushing stones, I practiced it, the orthodox spell of Yishan."
"Ji Shi..."
The strong man in linen murmured.
I felt a little scared in my heart, but mostly I was happy.
The reason why he came here to let everyone break his spell, even at the cost of a bowl of wine, was because he wanted to find a way to break his own spell?
If you know it, you will have a way to deal with it.
The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and as the world changes, they become more dangerous. And this place is the great festival of the Yanxia Temple in Mingqing Mountain, one of the most grand Taoist festivals. With the reputation of the Yanxia Temple and the gaze of the gods, the people of the rivers and lakes who come here
The vast majority of them have some degree of faith and have a relatively amiable personality. Even those who are usually fierce will restrain themselves when they come here. Is there any place more suitable for finding your own weaknesses than here?
If you can't find it here, the next time you find it, you may be in a battle between rivers and lakes.
"What a skill, Taoist Master! I lose!" The strong man in linen clothes held the wine bowl next to him, drank the whole bowl of wine in one gulp, and then asked, "I wonder what the mystery is about this stone?"
"There's no mystery, it's just hard practice."
"If someone knows this method, what are their characteristics?"
"No features."
"That's it..."
The strong man in sackcloth sighed, as expected, there are countless magic spells in the world, and they are extremely wonderful, and then he still handed over his hand: "Shao wrote down this magic method of stone, and thanked the two Taoist priests!"
"Yishan, Fuqiu Temple."
The junior sister looked serious and reiterated for him.
"This is a true view of a famous mountain!"
The strong man in sackcloth quickly changed his praise.
The junior sister then nodded with satisfaction.
"Goodbye by fate."
Lin Jue returned the favor with a smile, and then left with his junior sister.
In fact, the skills of the junior sister are not comparable to this person. Even if the two of them practice the orthodox Yin and Yang spiritual method, and this person only practices half of the Qi nourishing method, after more than a year, it will definitely not be as good as his half-life hard work.
The difference in attainments in magic is even greater. It's just that the magic in the world is inherently mysterious and mutually reinforcing.
It was almost dark at this time, but there were still many pedestrians on the mountain, either holding candles or holding torches, heading down the mountain, forming a long queue of lights.
The little fox led the way towards the bamboo house with small steps. Lin Jue looked back at the crowd behind him, and at the long line of fire spots at the bottom of the mountain. For a moment, he was reluctant to go back.
Isn't this a grand event?
Lin Jueru sighed, turned around and saw that the junior sister was also walking with her eyes flashing thoughtfully.
"What do you think, junior sister?"
"Um?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking, it would be great if we met that stone monster now. It's the stone monster that blocked the road at night on our way to Ogawa Village."
"yes……"
Returning to the bamboo house, I pushed the door in and lit an oil lamp. The third senior brother sat cross-legged in front of the desk. There were three thick bowls in front of him. Two bowls were filled with food, and the other bowl was empty.
"Eat."
The third senior fellow apprentice didn't even open his eyes: "The food delivered to each other by Yanxia Temple can still be eaten."
The two of them sat down.
By the candlelight, there was a bowl of white rice with some vegetarian vegetables on top. There were many kinds, including boiled tofu, roasted dried bamboo shoots, stir-fried vegetables, some kind of stewed melon, pickled vegetables and tempeh.
The rice below is also the standard steamer rice for banquets in the village. The grains are distinct, and the vegetable soup from all the dishes seeps into the rice. Although it is cold, the taste is okay.
The food at Fuqiu Temple is countless times better than before.
Is this all just "able to eat"?
Lin Jue thought about it while cooking.
"After finishing the meal, I put the bowl outside and said that someone would pick it up in the morning." The third senior brother lay back and said casually, "Tsk, are you saying that some people have lost their minds? They have become vegetarians and are not monks.
As a result, all our guests have no meat to eat.”
"You take care of others."
"well……"
The bamboo house was filled with the clang of rice being planed.
Although this kind of meal is simple, it is very comfortable to eat, and it is eaten quickly, and the bowl is full in a few times.
After a while, the three of them lay down separately.
"I want to eat bed noodles..."
The junior sister's voice came from the room on the left.
The third senior brother immediately agreed.
Lin felt too lazy to pay attention to them.
"call……"
A gust of breeze blew out the oil lamp.
There is a wooden bed and bamboo mat, and the temperature is slightly cool, so there is no need to cover anything, just lie down and sleep without taking off your clothes.
…
The next morning.
There is a piece of flat land in the mountains, between bamboo forests and rocks. The ground is paved with old bluestone slabs, and there is a pavilion on the edge.
The mountain path leads here.
A lot of people gathered at this time.
Most of them are Taoists, and I don’t know if they have Taoist practices or what they studied. In short, they all wear Taoist robes. Most of these Taoists sit cross-legged on the ground, practice with their eyes closed, and have some medicinal materials and simple objects in front of them.
Two people and one fox followed the third senior brother as they walked by.
Lin Jue couldn't recognize these primitive objects, but most of them just seemed to have some charm and could not be called powerful magic weapons. They were probably worshiped on the altar for a long time or used for a long time.
There are not many that can compare to the long sword that the Jianghu man showed off yesterday in terms of charm or spiritual energy.
Lin Jue knew the medicinal materials.
Most of them are just rare medicinal herbs that grow every year. Those with aura are rare and far inferior to the natural and earthly treasures of Yishan Mountain.
The level of most of these Taoists should not be very high.
It’s reasonable to think about it——
Nowadays, the Lingfa Sect and the Danding Sect are weak. Most of the Taoists of the Lingfa Sect seek to be at ease. The Taoists of the Danding Sect are hiding in the mountains. Not to mention the real people of the two sects, even Taoists with high moral standards have their own things to do.
, why would you casually hang out at this Fulu Sect’s big altar?
There are probably very few Taoist temples like Fuqiu Temple that have orthodox heritage and are backed by Yishan Mountain.
How many Yishan mountains are there in the world?
How many more floating hills are there?
I can only sigh that the spiritual magic sect is so weak that there are fewer and fewer folk legends about masters who can travel around the world and know magic. Sometimes seeing such people is as rare as seeing gods.
Soon, the three of them also found a place to sit down.
The person sitting was on a futon, and two bamboo mats were placed in front of him.
The third senior brother sat alone behind a bamboo mat. On the bamboo mat were randomly placed some elixirs refined in the temple, as well as many natural materials and earthly treasures that the senior fellow apprentices had collected in Yishan but had no use for. He was sitting alone, minding his own business.
, took out the wine gourd and drank freely, very leisurely.
Lin Jue and Lin Jue shared a bamboo mat.
There is only one thing on the bamboo mat.
It is the leaves of the dango tree.
Although there were two people and one fox, they were divided into three decent piles, each pile containing only a dozen or twenty pieces. The two sat cross-legged, and the fox also sat upright.
The weather here is better than that in Yishan. The morning light passes through the bamboo forest and hits you warmly.
The martial arts warriors, conjurers or strangers in the martial arts who come here may use some of the spiritual things they have collected in exchange for money, but Lin Jue and others will naturally not exchange money. As for how to exchange these things for money.
Lin Jue could only ask the third senior brother about it.
"The best and most precious thing is, of course, magic."
The third senior brother lowered his head, holding the gourd in his mouth, and said vaguely:
"In addition to magic, you can also exchange for some spiritual wood. We both can use it. Otherwise, we can exchange for some medicinal plants that are not available in Yishan. The second senior brother wrote me a piece of paper. We are not short of anything else.
.”
Lin Jue nodded.
Nowadays, magic is indeed rare. Many people in Taoist temples or martial arts only know one magic and pass it down from generation to generation, and they can be regarded as true Taoists or strange people.
In fact, Third Senior Brother does not rely on this place to exchange these things——
Although Fuqiu Temple is not big, it is still very famous in Lingfa Sect due to the tradition of each generation of disciples going down to the mountain to spread branches and spread leaves. It is far more famous than Xianyuan Temple, which is also located in Yishan Mountain and is larger in scale and has more disciples.
Therefore, it is natural to get to know the famous mountains and true sights in other places, but they have not arrived yet. When they arrive, they will get together to communicate with each other and exchange knowledge, and then things will naturally change.
At this time, I was just accompanying my two junior brothers and sisters.
I saw many legs and feet passing in front of me. Some of them often stopped to take a closer look, but most of them stopped in front of the third senior brother.
There are very few exchanges that can be achieved.
It wasn't until the afternoon that a middle-aged Taoist with a beard finally came to Lin Jue and his wife. He lowered his head and looked at it for a long time. He seemed to know this kind of leaf and was very interested in it.
"What kind of spiritual plant are these leaves?"
The middle-aged Taoist raised his head, as if he were two people taking an exam.
"This is the leaf of the sacred tree in Yishan Mountain. It is said that the immortals who live in seclusion in Yishan Mountain have eaten the fairy fruit. The core left behind has absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon in the mountain, and has been carefully cared for by the spirits in the mountain. Only then can it grow.
This is the only sacred tree in Yishan."
The little junior sister said immediately, with a serious expression, as if she was reciting a text, because the senior brother said this at the beginning, and she remembered it after only saying it twice, and in the past half day, she had said it many times:
"This is the leaf of the sacred tree."
"Some people in the mountains call it the dragon eye tree, and some people call it the red fruit tree." Lin Jue added.
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he smiled:
"Are you from Yishan?"
"Yes."
"Fuqiu Peak Fuqiu Temple?"
"How does the Taoist priest know?"
"I used to know a Taoist who walked out of Fuqiu Temple."
"I see."
"This leaf is very rare. There shouldn't be many elixirs that match it. It has no use and not much aura. It just matches the properties of the elixir I want to make. After some exploration, I might be able to blend it." The middle-aged Taoist priest said.
Looking at them, "What do you want to change? But the lion can't open his mouth, I can find another replacement."
Lin Jue couldn't help but think about it.
It's not certain whether this person knows this kind of leaf, but even if what he said is true, "the leaves just match the medicinal properties of the elixir he wants to make and can be used for blending", it's probably not that simple.
There are medicinal materials all over the floor, and the third senior brother also has some spiritual plants. Is there any medicine with the same medicinal properties that can be blended? Do you have to find this rare object?
However, after a second thought, I put most of these thoughts aside.
It is useless to me, and it seems that it cannot be exchanged here. It is best for everyone to get what they need. Now that there are so many entanglements, it is really annoying, so it is better to wait and see what he has to say.
Lin Jue was startled when he thought about this last point.
It seems that he was somewhat influenced by the third senior brother.
Chapter completed!