Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 413 You Can Be Strong

A tour of Jiangcheng, half of the interior is missing.

After all, it is only a small town, and only a variety of snacks can be comforted.

After tasting it for a while, Chen Yu left early. When he left the city, he didn't use magic to fly away. He only relied on his legs to move forward. It seemed that he was not fast or slow, but in fact he was faster than others.

Meeting the crowd, walking slowly, chatting for a while, talking about the current situation, and talking about the surrounding attractions, how much of his family's inheritance, and the reputation of that family, sometimes inquiring about it, and sometimes stopping by to explore.

Along the way, I wandered around on the way to Zhengyang Temple like a leisurely stroll.

However, with the strength of his feet, he still arrived at the destination before the turn of the year.

Zhengyang Temple is located in the city. What does not match the name of Zhentianxiang is that this Taoist temple itself is not magnificent, let alone the view of thousands of trees.

He looked, although there was a lot of people walking around like weaving, but the huts in twos and threes were piled up and leaning against the southeast corner of the city. If one ignored the pilgrims who came and went like a tide, it was almost impossible to tell that this was the famous Daoist family. One view.

Chen Yu was surprised. At least compared with Zhenwu 28 Mountains, the scale and grandeur of Zhengyang Temple are undoubtedly much smaller.

Outside the door, vermilion carvings are drawn on the eaves. There are strangely shaped birds and lion-like beasts, all of which are carved with floating clouds. They are strange beasts in the legend here. The ferocity of the tiger is quite similar to that of Xiezhi in the previous life.

Chen Yu took a good look. He also saw these two in Zhenwu Mountain. After traveling for thousands of miles, there were stone beasts standing in front of most Taoist temples. There were some sayings in it, which he had heard in Taoism.

After tidying up his green clothes, he had already put Yunheguan's Flying Yunhe Daoist robe on his body when he came. At this moment, he pointed his fingers at his side without any trace, and the spiritual script flashed by, and the dust-dispelling technique was completely wiped away.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

With a soft cry, the boy welcoming the door in front of him was sending a pilgrim into the temple, and when he turned around, he heard it, and then he looked over curiously, and his eyes lit up the next moment.

"Dare to ask which true biography is face-to-face?"

There are not a few Taoists who go to and from Zhengyang Temple, and there are no less than a hundred and eighty children seeing off on weekdays, but the current people are different, their breath is leisurely, ethereal, and their gestures seem to have moving charm.

Compared with some of the real cultivation he saw from afar in the past, it is even worse.

The boy on duty didn't dare to be negligent, curious about the origin, he only thought that the worst faction was which big school was really passed on to the world, and came to pay a visit.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist in front of him was indifferent, and explained with a smile: "Poverty Taoist Yunhe Guan Chenyu has traveled all over the world, but this time he came here because he has admired the name of Zhengyang Temple for a long time, and he is here to pay a special visit."

The boy was stunned, "Yunhe Guan?"Is there such a temple nearby?Or, is this good-looking priest from a hidden sect?

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help being even more excited, and the boredom of being on duty for the past few days dissipated a bit.

On the other side, Chen Yu glanced at the little boy's big shiny black eyes, but he didn't know what the other person was thinking, so he shook his head and explained.

"The Cloud Crane Temple is located in the southwest, and it is not inherited by the great sect."

In the end, Xiaotong decided on something instead, and the guards didn't even care about it, so they wanted to drag him to the inner hall together.

The two turned around and turned around. After entering the entrance hall, they found that there was a hole inside. Although it looked like only some small houses and halls from the outside, but when they walked inside, the exquisite layout was unique, and everything was not bad. The winds of combination have their own characteristics.

On the way, the little boy was very curious, pulling his eyes while walking, turning around non-stop, his head bouncing and hesitant to speak.

Chen Yu was helpless, he was really not a master of the hermit sect, but Xiaotong didn't think so. The other party made insinuations, and was originally curious about the Southwest and the situation of the hermit sect.

As a result, the question asked by the boy was really simple for Chen Yu. He absorbed some of the true martial arts without mentioning it. A map of the north and south of the river was opened.

From the southwest to the north of the river, from the mountains to the fields, from medicine and medicine to divination and calculation, Taoist scriptures are naturally indispensable.

This picture is so lifelike, as if you were there, that the boy was fascinated by it several times, and his red face was full of imagination.

And this also made Xiaodaotong admirable and at the same time confirmed that this is the successor of a certain hidden world sect!
Knowing too much, he is even better than his senior brother and master!
Soon, after a corridor, the door of the Yingsong Palace appeared in front of them, and the two stopped. After performing a Jishou Dao ceremony, he said loudly:
"Waiting for the Taoist priest, I will tell the teacher now."

Then trot away.

Waiting for Chen Yu to look at the hall, there were no other disciples around, and there was tea on the table, so he sat on a chair and poured himself a cup.

Hmm, can't taste good or bad.

It was only then that Chen Yu remembered that he was not good at tasting tea. Compared with a wide variety of tea and wine, fruit juice was more suitable for him.

Speaking of which, I don't know if the spirit tea picked from Qingtai Mountain will have a slightly different taste.

If it is really similar to the tea next to it, then there is probably no need to continue planting.

It's best to use the kind of camellia tea, which can be boiled in water to quench your thirst. The taste doesn't need to be too complicated, even if you turn it over and over again, he won't be able to taste it.

His thoughts diverged a bit, and he saw that there was no one left or right. The gluttonous Chen Yu turned over his palm, and a bamboo tube floated in front of him.

Shake it in your hand, the juice turns soft blue.

Wisps of fragrance come to the nostrils, elegant and intoxicating.

Through the hole cover, you can still see the ups and downs of purple beans in the juice, which are the bursting fruits harvested from the Lingtian not long ago.

Gululu took a sip, puff puff!
At this time, Chen Yu, who was full of satisfaction, suddenly moved his ears slightly, then put away the bamboo tube without a trace, waved his sleeve robe, and a breeze blew up in front of him to disperse the mellow fragrance.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, and the former Xiaodao boy left and returned.

At the moment, he was a little nervous, clasping his hands together.

"Please wait for a while longer, the masters are discussing important matters in the Tongyuan Hall."

After the words fell, Xiao Daotong scratched his head, as if he remembered something, and was about to leave, but his eyes kept staring at Chen Yu.

He smiled lightly: "After the poor Taoist pays a visit to Guiguan Zhendao later, I will go find my little fellow Taoist and tell me about the interesting things in the Southwest."

After getting the promise, the boy was very happy, and after a high-pitched answer, he continued to work at a brisk pace.

Chen Yu silently adjusted his breath in this inner hall and waited quietly...Of course it is impossible!

The eyebrows flickered, and a figure walked out of it.

Boom!People's thoughts are like a tide, Zhengyang Temple is located in the city and the flow of people is like weaving, the impact of the sea of ​​people's thoughts is extraordinary.

Fortunately, after recasting, Yuanshen is not what it used to be. Facing the waves of human thoughts, he remains steadfast.

Yuanshen looked around, split the ocean of human thoughts, and flew away in the next moment, heading for the place where the scriptures are stored.

The consciousness is not completely far away, Chen Yu closed his eyes, and continued to read and digest the books in his mind during this time, and it will probably increase a lot later.

……

Just when Chen Yu was collecting Taoist scriptures in Zhengyang Temple, something happened in the southwest that he was still talking about just now. It didn't appear at the moment, but it diverted the future to another unknown road.

Guangyong Mansion, Yuanyang Peak.

On the mountain that has always been cold, the second batch of guests this winter has been ushered in after a long absence.

On December 28th, starting from Zhenwu Mountain in Yuezhou thousands of miles away, under the leadership of Yin Wennian, Taoist Xuancheng, a group of 16 people finally trekked across mountains and rivers, and hurried to Guangyong in less than two months.

The place is remote, and there are endless wars along the way, but everyone is in high spirits, even including Yin Wennian, most of the Taoist priests who are not young at all ages rolled up their sleeves, took off their Taoist robes and only put on thin shirts, without any appearance.

Under the guidance of Zhengyuan Temple, the first batch of 16 people went up the mountain.

"Brother Xuancheng!"

"Shou Tan, stay safe and sound!"

Yu Qimeng stood up to greet him, and beside him, all the sects, Taoist temples, martial arts and Taoist sects in Guangyong gathered together, waiting for the arrival of these 'masters' in front of him.

They were the first batch of guests at Yuanyang Peak, and they went up the mountain seven or eight days earlier. Yu Qimeng received a letter from Yin Wennian saying that his party had already set off. shouted up.

Naturally, when these people arrived, they were no different than Yin Wennian led the team. First, they delivered more elixir, which was also the last batch collected by various families in Guangyong Mansion. At the same time, they were also able to attend and participate in the next joint research.

Yu Qimeng will teach and announce the method of fixing the orifices that he has figured out, and invite Yin Wennian and many Qihuang masters, in order to go further and perfect the real method of cultivation.

As for how much the forces around them can gain by then, it depends on them.

Yu Qimeng stepped forward, first to welcome the 16 people who came from afar, arranged a table of vegetarian food, and then introduced the people behind him.

"Haiyun Guanqingyi, I have met all the Taoist brothers."

"Fang Zongyou from Tuoyan Mountain..."

"Zhengyuan Guanyunzhen..."

"Feng Yunmen Liu Langfei..."

Yin Wennian returned the salute one by one, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this man's intentions were not in these red tapes, so Yu Qimeng didn't wait too long, and took the 16 people to an open place behind the mountain after they had finished their stomachs hastily.

There were bluestones piled up, and there were more than a dozen wet wooden boxes placed in them. Yin Wennian looked straight, looked at Yu Qimeng and asked softly, "Fellow Taoist Shoutan, is this the kind of unique wood mentioned in the letter from Fellow Daoist?"

"Exactly." Yu Qimeng nodded, then took the next one himself and held it in his hand.Yin Wennian looked down, there was an engraving on it, but it was like a cloud.

Yu Qimeng seemed to have seen the other party's gaze, and explained: "This is originally from Haiyun Temple, but this time I took it out to make things happen in one fell swoop."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the rest of the people, "There are dozens of families in Guangyong, but those who have obtained the elixir of the fairy family dare not be selfish."

"Everyone has a heart, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Hearing this, even Yin Wennian couldn't help being moved by the caliber of the various families in Guangyong Mansion, and the rest of the people behind him nodded their heads and looked at each faction with a lot of kindness.

At this time, Yu Qimeng smiled and said: "But Mo Gao looked at us, these elixirs are too difficult to handle, and their potency will disappear inexplicably, and they will be dead after a few months in the hands, why not give it a try."

Having said that, Yin Wennian shook his head, if the Central Plains sect forces obtained so many elixirs, no matter whether they could be used or not, they would definitely not take them out.

Don't you see that just two dry elixir plants in Luocheng can attract all parties to gather greedily?

Don't they know that the elixir is difficult to use?No, everyone knows, but people are always lucky. They feel that they are unique and different. What if they can get the immortal inheritance?

At this moment, Yin Wennian's gaze towards Yu Qimeng finally settled down, and he sighed in his heart, this one really hasn't changed.

It was because of Yu Qimeng that Guangyong Daomen and even Wulin Jianghu were twisted into one rope, not as messy as other places.

"Xuanxi Yu Zhenxiu...haha, the name of Shoutan is also passed down to Zhenwu, and many disciples of the younger generation admire it! If there is a chance in the future, I will come to the mountain to talk about it."

The two chatted for a few words, Yu Qimeng stopped talking, his family knew his own affairs, and to invite these people in front of him to trek all the way to the southwest was naturally not for reminiscing about the old days, let alone gaining fame.

At this moment, the elixir that is about to dry up is more important.

"The elixir is mysterious, and its uses are unclear."

Yu Qimeng spoke first, and while taking off the lid of the wooden box to reveal the medicinal plants inside, he attracted a well-equipped warrior next to him.

"Zhang Song of the Iron Fist School has achieved great strength. After eating raw elixir, the blood spilled on his body, and he didn't stop for two full days."

Speaking of this, the burly man Zhang Song's square face was full of lingering fear, and he said: "Dear priests, the feeling at that time was really frightening, as if the whole body was placed in the stove, but the last bit of strength did not increase!"

Seeing the few people who are proficient in the pharmacology of Qihuang lower their heads in thought, Yu Qimeng took over the conversation and continued to add, "There is also Brother Li from Yangjianmen, who is different. However, in the end, the strength converges, breaks through the pass, and becomes a dragon and a tiger by itself!"

"The same fighters have almost the same strength, but the results of partial birth are quite different. There are many such examples."

Yu Qimeng gave examples one by one, including his experience of carrying elixir medicines and experimenting on the mountain.

The rest of the people also spoke one after another, and most of their words were similar.

But the dozen or so people in front of them, headed by Yin Wennian, were gradually stunned. They really didn't expect that this group of people would have so many magical ideas after getting the elixir.

Raw food is not satisfying, some people cook it, some shred it cold, and some mix it with some mountain delicacies and stir-fry it.

A Daoist of Dan Ding tried to make alchemy, and took elixir and lead, mercury and jade, but the furnace exploded inexplicably.

There are also people who transplant it in their own fields, and then wither in less than three to five days. The speed of the medicinal power is faster than holding it dry in the hand.

Especially Yu Qimeng, for the sake of research, and after working out the method of fixing the orifices, he got out of control and used a batch of elixir every few days, and nearly half of the elixir from the various families at the foot of the mountain filled the bottomless area of ​​Yuanyang Peak. hole.

For a moment, Yin Wennian trembled slightly, not knowing what to say.

At first, they thought that there were elixir in the ten or so wooden boxes in front of them, which was a huge number, which was unheard of, but now they only felt that these were too few. God knows how much these people have wasted during this period of time!

A dozen or so plants probably wouldn't be enough to bring disaster to this group of people for a few days.

You really have to give it a try, and if you don't, it will be gone.

No wonder they were invited even after thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)