"Ding……"

"Ding……"

"Ding……"

Stone carvings gradually cover Yunding Mountain.

When he arrived at the back, Song You seemed to hear him talking to himself while carving, chatting with himself about time, place, ancient people, and the future.

Later, he finally finished carving the last stone carving, but did not turn around. Instead, he asked Song You when he came here. He said that he did not know, and asked Song You if the stone carvings were still there at that time. Song You only said

He said that the wind on the top of the mountain was too strong. The man seemed regretful but also relieved. He just said that you have stayed here for too long. Go back quickly. Song You said goodbye to him.

It was as if I had communicated with someone across time and space.

The fact is clear to Song You. He just had an insight and exchange with this man who stayed in the mountains many years ago and the aura on the stone carvings.

Where can anyone talk to him?

How could anyone ask him a thousand years from now?

It's just that Song You saw him, felt his spiritual state when he was carving stone sculptures, and what was in his heart. It's just that Song You regretted it, felt relieved, and felt that it was time to come back.

I don’t know what kind of Dharma this Taoist practices, or the depth of his practice. I just know that he has a peaceful heart, a self, and heaven and earth in his mind. He has his own unique views on all things, his thoughts are free from the secular world, and he lives a life of freedom and freedom without restraint.

However, his Taoism is not necessarily very high, and his methods are not necessarily brilliant. There is nothing that shows his Taoism and magical attainments. If you ask others whether he is an immortal, they may have their own answers, but Song You is willing to

At this time, I respectfully call him an immortal. The strange thing is that if I really traveled through time and met him in person, I might not feel this way.

Asked when this mountain came here? The west wind sets and the sun sets, speechless.

When asked when this immortal came here? The morning dew and the rising sun did not answer.

There is no need to worry about other things, no need to worry about who the gods are, and when they come and go. Just find the gods in your heart, find your own freedom and understanding, and that is the harvest.

Song You opened his eyes.

"..."

Only then did I feel something was wrong.

Turning around, he saw Cui Nanxi sitting opposite him, seven or eight feet away, with guards standing on the edge of the cliff holding knives, looking around.

A rising sun is rising from the east.

Lowering his head again, the cat stretched out its front paws, its little feet blossomed, and was stretching.

"Sir! Oh no! The immortal master is awake?"

"Please forgive me..."

Song You pursed his lips, looked around, stood up, and saluted them solemnly: "I've kept you two waiting for too long."

"I dare not take it seriously! How can I deserve such a great gift from the immortal master!"

"I've delayed you two."

"What did the Immortal Master say? Although we somehow slept in this mountain, but with the Immortal Master's blessing, we didn't feel cold at night. This is a good thing, so as not to go down at dusk and have to cross the iron rope.

Find a place to spend the night on the edge of the mountain. Even if it's not the top of the mountain, it's still very cold!" Cui Nanxi said quickly, then paused, "It's just that when the immortal master was meditating just now, there were some... some guests, all of whom were wild beasts and raptors in the mountains.

, just standing here, not knowing what to do, everyone has already left."

"It doesn't matter."

Cui Nanxi secretly glanced at Song You's expression, and saw that he was calm and composed, not surprised, as if this was just a common thing, he couldn't help breathing quickly and asked:

"Dare I ask if the immortal master is a god?"

"no."

Song You's answer was destined to disappoint him: "I am just a native of Lingquan County, Yizhou. I have traveled all over the world and passed through this place. Like me, I came here to seek advice from immortals. I am neither a god nor an immortal."

"Even if the Immortal Master is not a god, he is still a rare expert in the world!" Cui Nanxi bowed deeply, "It is truly a blessing for Cui to meet Mr. Cui!"

"I really can't take it seriously. Mr. Cui must not do this."

"Master Immortal, we..."

"Just call sir."

"Sir, we..."

"Let's go."

Both parties picked up the package.

The calico cat came closer to Song You, plucked at his trousers with its paws, raised its head to look at him, and when she saw him looking at her, lowered her head and gently moved the small stone in front of her.

Song You bent down and picked up the stone.

"Empress Sanhua..."

He touched the calico cat's back and wanted to say something, but took it back.

The calico cat was left with a puzzled face.

The way down the mountain is more difficult.

A goshawk was vaguely visible circling in the sky, and there were also wild beasts hiding on the cliffs or in the forest below, looking at them quietly. When Song You also looked over, he quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to him smartly.

You either bowed your head or straightened your body and held your hands, thanking him for the good fortune, remembering him deeply, and then turned around and left.

Song You didn't care, he just walked down the mountain slowly and looked at these stone carvings again.

It was really rare to gain insights before, such as the stone carvings on the mountain, the aura in the mountain, the monks from thousands of years ago, the Yan'er Dan given by Immortal Yan, the landscape and practice I have experienced in the past year down the mountain, and even today's weather, the wind on the top of the mountain, and the officials around me

The good mood and whispers brought by cats, and the peace of mind provided by cats are probably both indispensable. It is precisely because they are just right that we have this mysterious opportunity.

It’s time to say thank you to everyone.

He only heard Cui Nanxi say behind him: "I didn't recognize the immortal master yesterday, so I said a lot of complaints to the immortal master, which made the immortal master laugh."

"In other words, it is not easy to win people's trust. It is a sign of trust that Cui Gong can confide his inner worries to me when we first meet him. I should feel honored."

"I wonder if you, sir, know how to tell fortunes?"

"What does Cui Gong want to ask?"

"I would like to ask...Does Cui still have a chance to leave his name in Qingshi?"

"I disappoint Mr. Cui. I don't know how to tell fortunes." Song You shook his head, "I only know that if you really want to do something, work hard to do it. If you really want something, work hard to get it."

"Sir, please show Cui the way!"

"Good articles, good poems, good political achievements, and good virtues can all be remembered in history. Cui Gong claims to be knowledgeable about the past and the present, and he has a heart to help the country, so why worry?" Song You turned to look at him.

"well……"

Cui Nanxi shook his head and sighed secretly.

When I was in Changjing, I met many poets and literati, and discussed economics, history, astronomy and geography. Those poets and literati were not as good as him, but when it came to writing poems and articles, he was not as good as others. He did make some self-confidence.

They are good poems and articles, but they are often full of confidence at the time. After a while, when they look through other people's gems, they feel that their own are just rubble.

As for political performance and virtue.

If you want to make political achievements, you have to run a business. If you want to spread your virtue far, you either have great virtues or you have to run a business. But he doesn't have such good virtues, he is just an ordinary person.

At this time, I heard a voice coming from the front: "Since Mr. Cui is very knowledgeable and knows astronomy and geography, why not write a famous book that has never been done before?"

"What masterpiece?"

"Does Mr. Cui know how people spoke thousands of years ago? How they weaved cloth? How they farmed? Is it the same as it is now?"

"Thousands of years ago, writing and writing were on the same track, but the Mandarin has changed throughout the dynasties. We can recognize the characters from thousands of years ago, but the accent is probably very different from now." Cui Nanxi said, "How did people weave and farm a thousand years ago?"

Cui has seen it in ancient books and murals, but if you talk about the knowledge that has been lost from thousands of years ago to the present, there is indeed a lot of it."

"Cui Gong is indeed knowledgeable."

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

"Just a few hundred years from now, will people in a thousand years know how we speak, weave, practice medicine, farm, astrology, fortune telling, and so on now?"

"Sir, what you mean is..."

"I have never heard of a great book that can contain all kinds of knowledge and allow future generations to know the full picture of our era... If there is such a book, it will be regarded as a treasure by future generations."

"..."

Cui Nanxi stopped and fell into thought.

Such a book must be a great book. It does not require a stroke of genius or a skillful hand like writing poetry and articles. It only needs to know everything. This happens to be his specialty. It is just such a big book.

But it cannot be accomplished by one person. It requires not only many people, but also the support of the imperial power.

Fortunately, Dayan currently attaches great importance to economy and culture. If he writes a letter to remonstrate, he may be accepted by the Holy Emperor.

If this book existed hundreds of years ago, the things left behind during the war years would not have been completely lost.

If this book existed thousands of years ago, people today would be able to see it across time and space.

"Can future generations value this book?"
To be continued...