Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 239
Guan Luoyang set the day on the fifteenth day.

But since the afternoon of the previous day, there have been some unusual atmospheres around Camel Mountain.

Ordinary rebel soldiers, and even most of the leaders of the 28 villages in Qingzhou, may not be able to detect this change, but for Fang La, he can clearly feel every unique breath passing from the surrounding area.

It must be that the rebel masters from other places are surveying the terrain in advance to see if there is an ambush.

Some people only came once, and seemed to sense Fang La's presence, so they completely disappeared.Some people kept wandering around, obviously trying to test the attitude of the locals on purpose.

Of course, no matter whether they were being cautious, or pretending to be rampant, and unleashing their aura to provoke, none of the dozen or so waves of people appeared aboveboard.

Until that round of crescent moon rose and gradually moved towards the west in the sky, finally there was the undisguised sound of horseshoes, and it slowly approached the Thousand Buddha Cave.

These two horses are tall maroon horses with smooth fur and strong physiques. One side of the saddle is equipped with a bird's wing ring and a victory hook.

Qiongying's Qionghua broken jade white-tasseled spear, the end of which is pierced in the bird's wing ring, and the front end is hung on the victory hook. Strong clothing, silver and white cloak, complement each other.

As for Lu Junyi's horse, in addition to a big gun hanging on one side, there is also a carved bow and quiver on the other side. He is dressed in a ochre-red military robe, his beard and hair are dyed with ink, and his imposing manner is difficult to offend.

"The Eight Scenic Spots of Qingzhou are well-known all over the world. I have visited them one by one in the past, and I still have a deep memory of Qianxun, the camel mountain. Between the Thousand Buddha Grottoes, there is a flow of people, and the smoke smells on the rocks, which can be smelled several miles away. The scent of sandalwood wafting in front of the Buddha, looks really different now."

Lu Junyi held the rein in one hand and stroked his beard with the other. Looking at the scenery on the mountain, he suddenly put his legs between the horse's belly and circled around the foot of the mountain to the southeast.

Although there are stone statues everywhere on Qianfo Ridge, the cave statues on the cliffs in the southeast are the most.

The southeast side of the mountain is extremely steep, and at first glance, it looks like a smooth high wall created by giant spirits splitting the mountain and uncanny craftsmanship. The ancients dug caves on this cliff, and carved the huge stones in the cave into statues of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

From the top of the cliff to the position near the foot of the mountain, the large Buddha statues are more than ten feet high, and the small ones are about a foot. There are more than [-] Buddha statues in total.

When the wind blows over this cliff, it becomes slow and solemn, and the sound of the wind is high and low, like the ancient music of Buddha, and the Zen singing stretches.

Lu Junyi smiled and pointed to the high place, and said: "Look, the second Buddha statue from the right in the highest row was originally a statue of Avalokitesvara with a basket, but because it was in disrepair for a long time, the stone basket was damaged, so I made a bamboo basket by myself and sent it to replace it." .”

The statue of Avalokitesvara on the high place is made of gray stone, and the basket in his hand is also gray and white, but if you look closely, you can find a bit of bamboo texture in it, and it is indeed made of bamboo.

It's just that Lu Junyi must have poured a lot of magic skills into the bamboo basket back then, which has made the bamboo and wood stronger and more stable than ordinary iron and stone. Not even a trace of mildew or moss.

Qiongying looked up and shook her head secretly.

Her adoptive father can suddenly be a little leisurely and elegant at any time.

After receiving Guan Luoyang's letter, it was originally Lu Junyi who volunteered to go to the meeting alone.

The reason why Qiongying decided to follow, one is to show sincerity, and the other is that she is worried about Lu Junyi's temperament.

But anyway, the official time was after sunrise, and it was still early, and Qiongying never interrupted Lu Junyi's interest.

They walked around the foot of the mountain again, and after viewing the Thousand Buddha Ridge from all directions, they found a gentle slope to go up the mountain.

"Three miles away to the east, under the stream of the dense forest, there is hidden a master who practices the magic way, his body is full of coldness, echoing the water vapor."

On the way up the mountain, Lu Junyi suddenly spoke in a flat tone with a little joy, just like when he commented on the scenery before.

But this time, what he pointed out was the master all the way hidden around.

Not only roughly circled the hiding places of those people and told Qiongying, but also pointed out the characteristics of these people's exercises.

"Five miles to the east and south, on the low hill...beside the small waterfall and deep pool in the south...in the mountain village on the high peak in the southwest..."

Qiongying was also paying attention to her surroundings, but it was far from the point where she knew everything well. After listening to Lu Junyi's words, she finally realized that Lu Junyi had not forgotten his business when he was enjoying the scenery along the road.

She couldn't help showing a smile, and said with a little thought: "The man in Zhengdong should be Gaotuo Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River. It is said that the sailors under his command are all people with broken hair and tattoos. Warcraft, so it has a strong breath, with a characteristic that is almost wild and rough."

"Others I can guess are Shi Sheng, Wu Hu, Liu Dagu, and Prince Li. When they rebelled, they showed their own unique methods and are easy to identify. I can't guess the others."

As soon as Qiongying finished speaking, Lu Junyi's face became more serious.

"It's nothing more than these few, the most noteworthy one is the man in the Haotian Palace in the north."

Lu Junyi emphasized his tone, and said, "That person's aura is as light as dust, mixed with the moonlight night wind, thick enough to cover the mountains, but it is hard to detect."

Qiongying turned her head and looked at Haotian Palace. Even though she had been reminded, she still couldn't see anything unusual. It was obvious that the person in Haotian Palace was far stronger than herself.

"Could it be..."

Qiongying guessed, "Is that the chief of Liangshan?"

"That's Fang La!"

The wind blows gently from the foot of the mountain, and where the wind blows, the grass is clear and green, and thousands of dewdrops become turbid in an instant, flying up in the air, turning into curls of smoke, and steaming to the sky.

A yellow-robed Taoist priest with hair tangled in thorns walked to the foot of the mountain with a wooden stick in his hand, followed by five strong men carrying bamboo baskets.

Where they walked, the grass and leaves seemed to have been washed, and the air was extremely fresh and pleasant. Some stone statues of Bodhisattva and Arhat the size of a fist, which had been hidden by weeds and covered in mud, were also washed clean of dust. , showing the true face.

Lu Junyi looked back, his face immediately changed, and he praised: "The wind and smoke are all clean, the grass is new, and the sky is accompanied by a little dew. The heresy magic can be practiced to such a state of vitality. This brother, it is truly amazing!" A talent beyond the ages."

The Thorn Taoist responded with a smile: "Poverty Zhang Wanxian, may I ask your two names?"

After signing up, Qiongying asked: "Just now the Taoist priest said that the one on the mountain to the north is Fang La, the one who claimed to be Shenggong in Muzhou, failed in the conspiracy, and fought against the Taoist officials?"

"It is this man."

Zhang Wanxian said, "When I was traveling around the world, I heard about this man's reputation in Muzhou, and I had a talk with him, and I will never admit to his artistic conception of "Bao Ri Yue Yun Hua Xin Sutra."

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that he has already been killed by Wang Laozhi, but today it seems that his cultivation level is much higher than it was back then."

Qiongying made inferences, and said: "That is to say, at this time on the top of Qianfo Ridge, the ones arranging the seats for the party may not be people from Liangshan, but people from Fang La."

Lu Junyi said: "Go up and have a look and you'll know."

A few people went up the mountain together, and sure enough, they saw hundreds of men with coarse cloth and narrow sleeves waiting on the peak. Seats on wooden and stone tables, melon and fruit jugs, wine cups and pastries, etc. had all been arranged properly.

The view here is wide, and you will feel empty and lofty during the day, which can stretch your feelings, but if you come at night, it should look windy, damp and cold.

However, when they set foot on the peak, they found that the strong wind in the mountains had come here, and it suddenly calmed down, and the breeze came slowly, dry and refreshing, without any moisture from the night.

Zhang Wanxian and the others could see that all of these hundreds of people had a certain level of magic cultivation, and at the same time they silently practiced magic spells, which slightly changed the climate on the peak.

But when they saw them coming up the mountain, out of the hundreds of people, about 20 immediately bowed to them, and then flew down the mountain.

Zhang Wanxian smiled and said: "It seems that this is to avoid suspicion, so as not to be thought that these people are used to ambush us. Fang La's way of doing things is slightly different from that of the past."

Lu Junyi said loudly: "We came early, and they prepared early, so we might as well take our seats early."

Zhang Wanxian nodded in agreement, and they found their own seats, not far apart, and sat down safely.

It was still quiet on the peak.

Everyone here, whether it is a girl under [-] like Qiongying, an old Jianghu like Lu Junyi, or the five attendants around Zhang Wanxian, all have enough concentration to calm down, taste a little water and wine, Enjoying the wind and the moon is not boring at all.

Their attitude made others feel a little restless.

Not long after, a thick fog filled the dense forest in the east, and Mount Gaotuo, wearing a dark gold armor, led people to the mountain.

Breastplate, shoulder armor, wrist guard, cloak, and golden boots are all missing. He just took off the helmet, and with this armor, he sat on the floor with a clatter, found a low table, and drank by himself.

Not long after, people from all over the mountains showed up and came to Qianfo Ridge.

The leader of the rebel army on the Liangzhe Road, Shi Sheng, is a young man who looks young, but has thick hands and feet, like a farmer in the field.

Tao Zongwang, the "nine-tailed turtle" who followed him, looked like an older farmer, even holding a square-headed shovel in his hand.

Although the two of them also occupied a seat, their faces were tense, and they refused to move the things on the table. In this kind of occasion, they showed a little embarrassment.

Wuhu from Guangnan Road has a hooked nose, pale complexion, but a bit majestic, holding a wine jar in one hand, drinking while walking.

He came together with Liu Dagu, another leader of the rebel army who was also on Guangnan Road, each with quite a few entourages, and found a seat in an area to sit down.

After that, several groups of people came up to the mountain one after another, and every time a group of people came, the men who were originally responsible for preparing the seats on the top of the mountain would leave a group.

Soon those people were all gone, and in the wilderness on all sides, there were still rebels coming one after another.

The current rebel forces in the Great Song Dynasty are roughly counted, and there are nearly thirty groups. Even if some of them received the letter from Liangshan, they never came because of various concerns.

Even so, on the peak of the Thousand Buddha Caves, there was still a gathering of heroes and a great social momentum.

When there are too many people, the silence cannot be maintained. The voices of chatting and discussing with each other, like a swarm of bees, circulate between the venues.

Time passed inch by inch, and the crescent moon was still hanging high on the top of the western mountains, but the sky had gradually brightened.

There were more birds chirping in the mountains and forests, and suddenly they were disturbed by a gong, and they flew away with fluttering wings.

"Prince is here!"

The people who rang the gong shouted at the top of their voices. At the foot of the mountain, there were beating gongs, drums, trumpets and sheng. Some rode horses, others rode tigers and leopards. Eight people carried an apricot-yellow soft sedan chair and came up the mountain.

Two large banners were also erected in this team, each with four characters, "Prince of the Li Family, Destroy Song Dynasty and Restore Tang Dynasty"!
The name of the prince caused everyone on the mountain to be a little surprised, but when they saw the banner clearly, the surprise on their faces quickly dissipated, leaving only contempt, indifference, and jealousy, to name a few.

That banner is Prince Li of Xichuan Road, everyone has heard about this force.

He claims to be a descendant of the Tang royal family. On the day his mother gave birth to him, he dreamed of a golden dragon holding a sword and throwing it into his belly. When he was three years old, he was already full of poetry and books, able to drive away tigers and leopards, and recite poems and compose Fu , There are also immortals teaching him the Dharma.

In the ancient caves in the deep mountains of Xichuan, there are often loggers and tired miners. They heard the song "Prince Li, save the common people, kill corrupt officials, and become a god" from various caves.

Qiongying looked at the team and sneered, but Lu Junyi let out a slight sigh.

"Father, what's wrong?"

Lu Junyi pointed to the two people riding tigers and leopards in the team, and said, "I have met these two people a few times before."

"The one riding the red-eyed black tiger is Optimus Prime Bao Peisong, and the one riding the one-horned spotted leopard is Cui Daocheng, the pig iron Buddha. The two of them, Shi Wengong, the guard of Yizhou, and Luan Tingyu, the fierce general of the frontier army, were on the rivers and lakes back then. Also known as the Four Freaks."

After Prince Li and his group reached the mountain, the sound of whistling and whistling still didn't stop.

Among the leaders of the rebel army, some already could not understand Prince Li and warned him.

"Your Excellency, as the leader of a rebel army, is traveling alone, and it is a bit inappropriate for you to make such a big fanfare."

Prince Li and his group turned a deaf ear, and Cui Daocheng patted the spotted leopard.

The big leopard shook its head, took two steps forward, and let out a roar. Suddenly, a foul wind spread to the surrounding area.

"People from Liangshan invited us here to attend the meeting, why haven't we come out yet?"

Cui Daocheng's voice was like a bronze bell, resounding on the entire mountaintop, "Leaders, don't blame me for being rude. In fact, everyone here is a person with a lot of time, so why do you have time to spend some time here with the people of Liangshan?"

"In my opinion, it's better to let the Liangshan people come out and hand over the god Gu. Everyone here discuss how to divide it up, so that they can return to their respective armies as soon as possible, so as to avoid accidents. Is this unreasonable?"

Everyone was already very dissatisfied with this team, but after hearing this, they fell silent for a while.

Indeed, they will come here and say a thousand words and ten thousand, just for the mother body of the divine Gu mentioned in Liangshan's letter, and other things can be put aside.

It's just that it's not yet the appointed time, and the people from Liangshan don't show up, so everyone can only keep the business in their hearts and wait anxiously.

However, now that Prince Li and his group are in charge, other people can threaten Liangshan as long as they support silently, so why not do it?

Among the people present, a voice suddenly echoed: "This is true, the sky is already bright, and the people from Liangshan should show up."

The crowd was discussing a lot, and gradually they were clamoring, and the conversation was directed at Liangshan.

"Everyone, please stay calm, there is still half a moment before the agreed sunrise, so there is no definiteness, how can a big event be achieved?"

In the Haotian Palace in the north, there was a gentle and hoarse voice. The words had become layer upon layer when they got closer, as if they were pervasive and ubiquitous.

Those who played under Prince Li lost their breaths, their faces were flushed, and they couldn't make any music for a while.

Many leaders at the top of the peak are still able to hold on to themselves, but they are inexplicably blurred.

Fang La in the white robe had already led a group of people to the top of the mountain.

There was silence on all sides, and everyone was overwhelmed by it. They couldn't help but stop discussing and waited quietly for the sunrise.

The sound of water in the distance is still there, and the sound of wind is low and shallow nearby.

At the time of sunrise in the east, there are shallow waves in Zhaoye, and the sky is faintly hidden in the sky.

The chaotic mountains are crowded together, the flowing water is rushing, the clouds in the sky are rolling, and all of a sudden they are coated with blue from the mountains to this side.

Several figures descended from the blue clouds.

Guan Luoyang landed smoothly, looked around, and said with a smile: "The military regulations prepared for you were repaired again last night. Please wait for a long time."

(End of this chapter)