The gray-haired monkey moves extremely quickly, jumping back and forth between tree branches, almost faster than a cheetah.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have lost the monkey a long time ago, but Ye Ming is different. He has already stepped into the second level of "Cangsheng Jue". After practicing diligently these days, the second level is almost perfect, and his body is full of spiritual energy.
The mountain with overgrown grass and rocks was as smooth as walking on the ground, and the gray-haired monkey was unable to get rid of him in a short time.
Cuiwei Mountain is neither big nor small, and each monkey quickly ran around the mountain twice.
At this moment, Ye Ming no longer cares about the peaches that were ruined. He took a deep breath in his heart. He has completed the second level of "Cang Sheng Jue" and must catch up with this wild monkey today!
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Ye Ming, the gray-haired monkey scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, his eyes rolled around, and he turned around and ran towards the top of Cuiwei Mountain.
Under the leadership of the monkey, Ye Ming chased him to the top of the mountain. There was a cliff in front of him, and the monkey had no way to go!
"Watch where you run!"
Ye Ming quickened his pace and jumped a few times to reach the top of the mountain, but found that the monkey had disappeared out of thin air.
"Did you fall off a cliff and die?"
This gray-haired monkey is so clever that it is impossible to commit suicide. The only possibility is that its hiding place is under the cliff.
"Woof woof!"
Fugui's cry came from behind, and the guy chased after him, panting and sticking out his tongue.
"Where's that dead monkey? He threw peaches at me and stepped on my head. Fugui wants to kill it!"
Ye Ming said to Fugui: "You stay here and I'll go down and take a look!"
After saying that, he grabbed the vines on the edge of the cliff and climbed down.
as expected!
Ye Ming found that the stone walls of the cliff were very smooth, definitely caused by frequent climbing.
After descending along the vines for twenty meters, Ye Ming discovered a natural gap on the cliff. The gap could only accommodate an adult to pass sideways, and the edges were equally smooth.
As soon as Ye Ming came to the entrance of the cave and wanted to go in, a rusty sharp blade suddenly stabbed out.
Ye Ming knew that the gray-haired monkey was cunning and had already prepared himself mentally. He turned sideways to avoid the sharp blade and used one hand to hit a stone.
"Squeak!"
A scream came from the cave, and at the same time, the sharp blade fell to the ground. Ye Ming immediately threw another stone and rushed in.
It was pitch dark inside the cave. Fortunately, Ye Ming had excellent eyesight and quickly adapted to the environment. He was immediately stunned.
There is a whole other world here!
This cave is the size of a basketball court. It is fully equipped with stone beds, stone tables, iron pots and cooking utensils, and is full of life.
"Whoosh!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a stone went straight to Ye Ming's forehead.
Ye Ming had long been wary of the gray-haired monkey's sneak attack, turned his head to avoid it, and then rushed to the inside as quickly as possible and grabbed the gray-haired monkey hiding in the corner.
"Squeak!"
The gray-haired monkey struggled desperately, grabbing and biting. Although it looked thin, it was surprisingly strong.
Fortunately, Ye Ming, who had practiced "Common Life Jue", even if he were a strong man, he might not be able to control it at this moment.
Ye Ming was not used to the gray-haired monkey, so he grabbed its neck with his left hand, raised his fist as big as a casserole, and beat it hard, hitting the gray-haired monkey as big as its head or two.
The gray-haired monkey was very wild and refused to give in even if it was beaten. Ye Ming had no choice but to punch it on the back of the head. The gray-haired monkey finally fell silent.
Only then did Ye Ming take time to observe the cave carefully. The stone table and stove were nothing special. There was a bookcase next to the stone wall with several books on it. He didn't know how long it had been there. It was severely weathered and turned into something when touched with his hand.
Broken to pieces.
The corpse bed is made of white marble. Cuiwei Mountain does not produce this kind of stone, so it must have been transported from outside.
Ye Ming observed carefully that there were exquisite patterns carved around the stone bed. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a work of art.
"Who lives here anyway?"
A question came to mind. Ye Ming was a native villager in Xiahewan. He had never heard of any hermits living on Cuiwei Mountain since he was a child. Could he be an unborn expert?
Now that the cave is occupied by monkeys, the expert must not be able to bear the pain here and goes out to enjoy himself.
"What's this?"
When Ye Ming observed the stone bed, he found that the flower embossed on it was a bit strange.
The other reliefs and the stone bed are all integrated, except for this flower, which has gaps.
Driven by curiosity, Ye Ming grabbed the stone flower and twisted it, and there was a sound of gear friction coming from inside the stone bed.
"Kaka..."
As the gears rotated, the stone bed slowly opened.
Ye Ming was shocked, and immediately took a few steps back to be more vigilant, covering his mouth and nose with his hands to prevent any poisonous smoke or hidden weapons from flying out.
After waiting for a few seconds, nothing abnormal happened. Ye Ming then walked over carefully. When he saw the scene inside the stone bed, his eyes widened.
The inside of the stone bed was hollowed out and turned into a big box. There was a dead skeleton lying inside. This was not a stone bed, but a sarcophagus!
"What is the identity of this corpse?"
Ye Ming took a closer look and saw that the corpse was wearing a purple Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hands and crossing his chest, and there was a simple wooden box on the side of the head.
The corpse should be that of a Taoist priest. Judging from his clothing and status, he is of high status. Why does he want to live in seclusion here?
The man has already driven west, so of course he cannot answer Ye Ming's question, but the wooden box should contain the answer Ye Ming wants.
After all, it was wrong to disturb others. Ye Ming looked serious, bowed to the bones in the sarcophagus, silently begged for mercy in his heart, and then took out the wooden box from the sarcophagus.
The wooden box is made of fine golden nanmu, with four corners clad with copper and six sides carved with auspicious clouds and cranes. Even if Ye Ming doesn't understand, he knows it's worth a lot.
The box was unlocked. Ye Ming reached out and opened it, and there were several things inside.
An ancient book bound with thread, a golden ring and a letter.
Ye Ming took out the letter first, with a few words written on it in small capital letters. Although it was in ancient Chinese characters, Ye Ming could still understand it.
"Enlightened by destiny"
This letter is not meant for a specific person, but can be read by anyone who comes.
Ye Ming felt relieved. After all, it was morally unacceptable to open other people's letters privately.
When I opened the letter, there were not many characters on it. After all, ancient people liked to write in classical Chinese. In modern languages, ten characters are replaced by three or two characters in classical Chinese.
Fortunately, Ye Ming had gone to college and could understand classical Chinese, and he could understand the content at a glance.
This Taoist claimed to be the thirteenth generation head of the Ziyang Sect. He was hunted down for offending a powerful force and was not allowed to live in seclusion here. Because he was seriously injured and knew that he would not die soon, he hid the secrets of the sect in a wooden box in the hope that someone would find him.
I saw it and passed it on to the descendants of Ziyangmen. I was very grateful.
Ye Ming couldn't help but feel dumb. Ziyang Sect was Li Daoran's sect. He didn't expect to encounter the bones of his ancestor.
As for the golden circle, it is a magic weapon to imprison monkeys.
This monkey was accidentally captured by the former head of the Ziyang Sect. Seeing that it was smart and alert, he adopted it as a guardian spirit beast. If someone liked it, he would put a golden hoop on it and recite the incantation before dispatching it.
Ye Ming put away the letter and couldn't help but look at the unconscious gray-haired monkey. This Taoist claimed to be the thirteenth generation head of the Ziyang Sect. Even if it lasts for thirty years, it would still be nearly seven hundred years now. This gray-haired monkey has actually lived this long.
Long!
A monkey that can live for such a long time is definitely not a mortal creature. Ye Ming smiled and walked towards the gray-haired monkey with the golden hoop.