Chapter 58 A Wonderful Journey

Horseshoe Mountain at dusk.

A swallow was hovering above the clouds. It was rehearsing over and over in its mind what to say and do to ensure that it would not be missed. Then it flew down through the clouds and flew into the pavilion.

The people on the Yanxiantai below have long since dispersed, and only a few scattered people are still here, either sparring, discussing, or meeting for walks and chatting.

In the pavilion, a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

A calico cat was on the left side of the pavilion. It lowered its body and stretched its buttocks. After stretching, it shook its head so that its facial features could not be seen clearly.

The swallow stopped on the far right side of the pavilion and turned into a young man.

The young Taoist also opened his eyes.

"A polite step."

"Sir, please wait. I..."

The drill just now disappeared inexplicably from my mind.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know..."

So I felt the evening breeze, and then I was plunged into the clouds and mist. I suddenly saw a hundred thousand peaks and forests, with rivers running across it, and I also saw the setting sun sinking into the earth, staining the mountains and rivers with blood.

"Yanxian is joking."

She was really a beautiful woman, but also a reckless person. She only practiced the Five Elements Spiritual Method and learned the Five Elements Magic. When I saw her at the time, she was not yet thirty. At such an age, if it were just about fighting, I am afraid that this world would be...

Even the chief officer of the Thunder Department of Tiangong and the famous Jin Lingguan are not necessarily above her.

The young man glanced at him quietly and made a gesture of invitation.

Song You certainly didn't understand the experience and ability of swallows flying, but he didn't need to control himself at this time. It was completely up to him to follow the instructions of the swallows in front of him.

The sky is getting dark, the mountains are only shadows, and the river is just a strip reflecting the glow.

The world is still the same world, and the colors are still the same. There are some differences, but you can't tell.

"oh……"

It is not difficult to follow the Shinto path, as long as you find some believers. However, the old Yanxian has been around for thousands of years, and what he pursues is naturally different from that of the wild god in the countryside.

Just listen to Lao Yanxian sigh again:

"It's another generation..."

"Canopy..."

What a proud man.

"gone……"

It wasn't until the ground grew bigger and bigger in front of us, and the grass and trees on the ground were all clearly visible, that it felt like it was about to hit the ground and die. Then the swallow opened its wings, but then suddenly changed direction and flew to the left.

Song You wasn't surprised either.

But when he saw him walking in, the old man quickly stood up with his crutches, raised his hands to him and said:

"A distinguished guest comes to your door, but you will be welcomed from afar..."

Counting the time, I figured out that the person who got rid of the water demon in Lingbo County might be a descendant of Fulong Temple, so I chose a descendant who didn't like to negotiate with others to invite him, so as not to miss the chance to practice again.

Song You then looked at the young man and nodded to him:

"Yan Xian's words are wrong..."

"yes."

"Yan Xian is welcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, two more cups of tureen tea appeared on the table.

"Although it was nearly a hundred years ago, I was already in my twilight years at that time, and I was praying for the divine way but could not get it." Old Yanxian shook his head and sighed, "It happened that Taoist Fulong Guantiansuan was traveling and passing by here, and he calculated what would happen in the future.

The state was about to encounter a severe drought, so I was asked to make preparations in advance. Later, Xuzhou was hit by a severe drought, so I protected the people here and gained a firm foothold in the Incense and Fire Shinto."

At that time, he also had a good descendant, and he fell in love with many Taoist practitioners at first sight and admired him endlessly. However, this fate caused him to miss a lot of practice.

He had just asked him how the scenery was in the sky this morning, and in the evening he treated himself to a wonderful flight. He didn't think it was a coincidence, nor did he think this was how Yanxian always invited people.

The swallow transformed into a young man fluttered its wings and flew away.

"gentlemen……"

The master traveled thousands of miles, so he was named Taoist Taoist Daoxing. The master was named Tiansuan. Human calculations are not as good as Tiansuan. I am Tiansuan, and I am also arrogant. However, I heard that his old age was unlucky and he was not comfortable before his death.

"Then he must be very good at getting along with himself."

"The Taoist Taoist is your master?"

Song You didn't dare to be negligent and quickly returned the courtesy:

"When I was traveling in the Xia Song Dynasty, a mountain man from Lingquan County, Yizhou, had long heard of Yanxian's name, and now I am really lucky to meet him."

"According to the current customs of people in the world, Taoist friends can call me Yan Gong, but I cannot be called Yan Xian."

"I'll explain it to Empress Sanhua when I come back." Song You whispered, "I also ask Empress Sanhua to look after my body for me."

"Please lead the way with one step."

Sometimes it soared straight up, almost vertically, with no trace of the earth visible in the entire line of sight, as if it was about to pierce the sky, until it crashed into the depths of clouds and mist, and its whole body was wet and cold.

Before long, the swallow suddenly folded its wings again, like an arrow that had lost its strength, and plunged straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

They all take their own road numbers.

Song You nodded, thoughtfully.

There is at least thirty or forty years between each generation of Fulong Temple descendants traveling down the mountain. In this era when the average life expectancy is more than thirty years, it is not appropriate to say that there are many people's lifetimes apart, but it is also a long time apart. In addition, many temple owners have traveled

At that time, he did not disclose his place of origin at will, and it was normal for ordinary people not to know. However, at this age of Yanxian, it is almost impossible to say that he does not know about Fulong Temple.

But such a proud man walking in the world is too easy-going, but sometimes he really shouldn't be.

Lao Yanxian glanced at the young man and saw that he had his head lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't care about him and just continued:

"Taoist Tianshuang is your master?"

The calico cat turned to look at Song You who was sitting on the ground, and then looked up at Song You who had already stood up. His eyes gradually opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened slightly. If he looked carefully, he could vaguely see the exposed

Two small fangs, looking extremely surprised.

This sense of excitement is just like the beauty of the mountains and rivers overlooked from high altitude, challenging the limits of the senses and the heart.

There are swallows' nests under the eaves of the house, and there are many swallows flying inside and outside the house, chirping.

The young man was silent for a moment, then he bent down and stretched out his hand, holding a small red pill in his hand: "Sir, please take this pill."

Song You smiled and praised.

As he spoke, he glanced at Old Yanxian.

The heaven and earth shook violently, and the soul left the body.

Song You then brought another cup.

As for the master, although Song You has never met him, he still knows about it.

It's hard not to like Song You.

"..."

Song You said respectfully: "God has the virtue of good life, and saving the people from being born in water and fire is a good deed. Yan Xian feels that he borrowed my Master Guan's ability to walk on the path of incense and fire, but in my opinion, Master Guan is not borrowing it from Yan."

What about the ability of immortals to benefit one party and accumulate some merit for oneself? In any case, how can such a thing that benefits living beings be considered a human act of gratitude?"

"To say the least, I'm grateful to him."

Song You didn't hesitate and just sat down when asked.

It's hard for Song You not to be grateful to him.

It's a pity that the road ends eventually.

"Appreciate further details."

This time I learned a lesson——

No wonder -

Song You took it, looked at it for a moment, and said to the cat next to him: "Empress Sanhua is here. I have to leave for a while, but my body will still stay here. Empress Sanhua, please don't think that I am dead..."

"

Let’s talk about Shinto——

Lao Yanxian took one of the cups first.

"Thank you."

"Exactly."

Lao Yanxian laughed and said to him: "This child has been timid since he was a child. He dare not talk to others. He is afraid when he sees others. He cannot say a few words when he meets his peers, elders, and even brothers and sisters."
To be continued...