Xiao Hua heard her grandfather's call by the deafening waterfall. She raised her head and let out an ear-splitting roar of a leopard. Then she jumped high from the flying water and ran straight to the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.
Wan Lin saw the anxious grandfather running towards the hillside with Xiao Hua. He quickly looked around, his right hand quickly passed over his waist, and he held a few steel needles between his fingers. He then raised his skills and followed
Grandpa ran towards the steep hillside.
At this time, Wan Lin did have an uneasy feeling in his heart. Taoist Master Wu suddenly sent a message to his grandfather, and the message sent with his true energy was very weak. According to his understanding of him, he must have encountered some accident, but
It was really hard to predict what happened, so Wan Lin secretly took out a few steel needles and clamped them between his fingers to prevent unexpected situations.
Wan Lin followed his grandfather's figure and turned around the side hillside. He saw the hillside behind the mountain at a glance. The hillside was extremely steep and covered with strange rocks. The rugged rocks stood out with sharp edges and twisted black shapes.
There are cracks all over the rock, and a few green weeds are sticking out from the cracks and swaying in the wind. The vague Taoist temple stands on a huge rock that suddenly protrudes halfway up the mountain.
Wan Lin looked up at the Taoist temple on the steep mountainside. He thought to himself: "It's such a hidden Taoist temple. Even if ordinary people found this Taoist temple standing hundreds of meters on the mountainside, it would be difficult to climb up. No wonder grandpa didn't let Cheng Ru and the others
If you follow, I'm afraid you'll waste a lot of time climbing up by yourself."
At this time, the little flower had jumped up the steep hillside. It grabbed the rock in front of it and turned to look at Grandpa and Wan Lin behind. There was a faint blue light in its eyes, as if it was waiting anxiously for them to go up.
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Grandpa saw that Xiao Hua had jumped up the cliff, and he ran forward a few steps, then jumped up high, grabbed a rock crevice under Xiao Hua, and kicked off a protruding rock under his feet with his right foot.
The body jumped up again, and in the blink of an eye, it had climbed to a cliff thirty or forty meters high.
Seeing his grandfather's anxious look, Wan Lin quickly took a deep breath and picked up Qinggong, speeding up and running to the foot of the mountain. He jumped up high and grabbed a rock above him, and pushed hard on a protruding rock under him with his feet.
, and threw his body directly towards a black rock crevice diagonally above.
He quickly climbed to the feet of his grandfather, panting and looking up. The cliff above was almost straight up and down. While observing the steep cliff above, he thought to himself: "The Taoist temple is built on such a steep mountainside.
This shows that the Taoist priests in this Taoist temple do have lightness skills that are rare in the world. It also shows that they are worldly masters who like to be quiet and do not like to interact with outsiders. It seems that the disciples of their Xuanmen sect have always been adhering to the principle of tranquility and inaction.
"Simple, sitting and forgetting to keep the tradition of oneness, no wonder Taoist Master Xianwu has such high attainments."
He did come here with his grandfather when he was a child, but he was still young at the time and his grandfather carried him up the steep cliff, so he didn't have this shocking feeling in his heart.
Now he was hanging on this steep rock wall, personally experiencing the cliffs where people inside the temple usually go in and out, and he was really frightened. He stopped and breathed for a while, and then kicked off the rock crevice under his feet, and followed
Throw upward.
As Wan Lin, Grandpa and Xiaohua rose and fell on the rock wall, the crisp sound of the piano could be clearly heard. At this moment, the high-pitched piano sound suddenly became deeper, and every note
It was as heavy as the whimpering of a mountain spring, causing Wan Lin's heart to suddenly beat violently, and a strong flow of true energy rushed directly towards him along with the deep sound of the piano.
Wan Lin's face immediately turned red. He used his inner strength to suppress his racing heart, and resisted the strong infuriating energy coming from above. He reached out with his left hand and grabbed a raised rock above. He pushed on with both feet.
He stopped in a rock crevice below and looked up, with a look of horror in his eyes.
The low sound of the piano was filled with powerful inner strength. The small sound of the piano went straight into his heart like a steel horse, like a heavy punch in his heart, which made him feel horrified. He really didn't expect it.
, this Taoist priest who his grandfather said was about to become a human being could actually play such a sharp sound when his life was in danger. This skill really shocked him!
At this time, the grandfather who was climbing up suddenly heard Wan Lin's violent breathing. He stretched out his right arm and grabbed a rock above, hanging in the air and looking down.
Seeing Wan Lin's red face, he quickly raised his left hand and waved it down. A burst of pink energy instantly enveloped Wan Lin's whole body. The old man waved his left hand upward and shouted in a deep voice: "Lin
Son, get up!"
With the infuriating energy exerted by the old man, the sound of the piano in Wan Lin's ears suddenly disappeared, and then he felt a strong force lifting him up. He quickly pushed his feet hard on the rock crevice under him
, the body jumped up with a "whoosh", then grabbed a raised rock next to Grandpa and stopped.
When the old man saw Wan Lin rushing to his side safely, he turned to look at the surrounding mountains with a gloomy expression. Wan Lin grabbed the rock, looked up at the Taoist temple not far above and said in horror: "Grandpa, the Taoist priest of nothingness is
His skills are so profound, and the sound he plays now is filled with such powerful inner strength, should he be fine?"
At this moment, Xiaohua had already rushed under the wall of the Taoist temple. There was a faint blue light in her eyes looking down, but she was not affected by the sound of the piano at all.
Grandpa heard Wan Lin's horrified words. He listened attentively to the gentle sound of the piano and shook his head. Then he sighed and whispered: "This is a tune played by Wuwu with the inner strength he has practiced all his life.
Summarize your life with the sound of the piano, and at the same time prevent outsiders from approaching."
The sound of the piano has become high and low, sometimes the melody is soft and gentle like the whisper of a loved one, and sometimes the melody is high and exciting like a rushing river.
Grandpa listened to the sound of the piano coming from above for a while, and then said in a low voice with a gloomy face: "Lin'er, listen carefully, the sound of the piano contains the joy of childhood, the heroic spirit of a powerful man, and the fighting spirit of an iron horse.
There are murmurs of family affection, and boundless regret in his heart! But there are discontinuities in the sound of the piano, which shows that he is short of Qi and cannot move his Qi freely. He is at the end of his strength. He must have encountered something.
Accident, otherwise the sound of the piano would not be full of regret!"