The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 59: Traveling with the Fairy and Embracing the Moon

Time flies.

The sixteenth year of Taiyuan.

There was no trouble for two years. There was war in the north, but there was some peace in the south.

In Jiankang City, Buddhism spread eastward. The King of Langya invited famous monks from India to give lectures and translated many Buddhist scriptures. Famous monks gathered there and the city was highly praised by famous scholars of the Jin Dynasty.

At this time, the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism was not intense, and even monks could be called Taoists.

This year, Liang Yue was 26 years old and produced 26 coils of silk.

Wutong Garden.

The leaves of the phoenix tree are falling, and the spring water is as blue as the sky.

Liang Yue was dozing off in a rattan chair. He had a small moustache and a short beard on his chin, which added a sense of maturity and elegance to his handsome face.

He was wearing a feather fan, a blue turban, a crane cloak and a long robe, just like Zhuge Kongming in the paintings of his previous life.

By the pond, a grass tortoise the size of a palm was basking in the sun with its eyes closed, while a golden-beaked crow with iron-like feathers was circling in the sky.

Whenever the grass turtle showed its head, the crow would wait for an opportunity to peck it down, but at the critical moment, the grass turtle would retract its head again.

The crows were so angry that they cawed.

Zhu Yingtai was wearing a light green Confucian dress, with a plump figure and a mature temperament, and she was holding her one-year-old daughter in her arms.

The daughter He Yun had round eyes and held her father's index finger with her right hand, laughing out loud at the scene before her.

Next to her, the eleven-year-old Liu Jue was dressed like a little maid, and the five-year-old Liu Yifeng followed behind her like a follower.

Years ago, Liu Yifeng caught a cold and was sent to Liuzhuang for treatment, but Liu Chong never took him back.

Not far away, Tan Daoji, dressed in military uniform, pretended to be an adult and remained silent, staring into the distance, as if he was always on guard against assassins coming from nowhere, and turned around from time to time to scold the children.

"Practice martial arts quickly, or the owner will scold you."

The children then slowly started to punch.

Liang Yue slowly opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction when he saw this.

He combined the Bianhuang, Eight Birds, Magic Fist and Fire Palm to create a simple internal martial art for health preservation - Simple Pure Yang Kung.

Almost all the women and children in Liuzhuang practice this skill. Even if they cannot develop internal strength, it can still help them maintain their health and strengthen their bodies.

There is no such thing as internal force transporting the meridians in the small and large circulations, it is just a rough transport of Qi and blood.

The "Simple Pure Yang Gong" created by Liang Yue has a simple circulation.

"Jinwu, don't disturb Xuanwu!" Liang Yue threw a melon seed over.

This is a new tortoise that I raised two months ago.

"quack!"

The Golden Crow flew into the forest feeling aggrieved.

"Yingtai, you guys play, I'm going to go shopping."

"it is good."

Liang Yue walked to a deserted place.

Wow!
A dragon-binding rope flew out from the storage bag on his waist, circled around a branch thirty meters away, and pulled him forward.

The shadows of the trees are swaying and the fallen leaves are colorful.

The Taoist priest in white robes was like a mountain immortal, his figure looming, appearing and disappearing, like a dragon whose head could not be seen but whose tail could not be found.

On the way, Liang Yue thought about the achievements of the past two years. His proficiency in other spells had increased, such as penetrating thicker walls, diving longer, making the dragon-binding rope longer, and summoning Taoist soldiers consumed less energy.

"Fifty strands of true qi, summoning ten mid-grade Taoist soldiers, not bad."

All in all, there is an increase in strength, but no new spells.

Liu Chong, Ge Xuanpu and Xu Xianzhi sent him many magic books, but unfortunately none of them were real. However, there were many clues to the blessed land and ancient myths.

Over the past two years, the other brothers have been relatively calm, each accumulating strength.

Wow! !

Liang Yue's figure fell like a feather and sat on the stone table.

Shi Quanzi didn't even look up, still looking at the birds flying in the bamboo forest. Ever since Jiekong went to Jiankang, no one talked to him usually, so he was willing to go down the mountain to see Xiao Heyun.

"Xie Xuan wrote to me before."

"Oh?"

"Xie Xuan is in Yuzhang County. He wrote to tell me about his recent situation. He once met a member of the Taiping Heavenly Master Dao in Luling County. It is said that he was doing the work of a tomb raider."

Speaking of tomb raiders, Liang Yue felt a sense of disgust for no reason. How could there be such a profession in the world? Digging up corpses for no reason was really too rude.

There have been many thefts in mausoleums in recent years, perhaps it was their people who did it.

"Are you planning to chase them?" "I plan to go to Mount Lu in Xunyang County. Tao Yuanming sent me a letter saying that there are descendants of Zhang Daoling living in seclusion in Mount Lu, and there are also legends about ancient immortal caves."

The "Lu" in Lushan means the residence of immortals.

The legend needs to be analyzed from many aspects. The ancient books collected by the eldest brother Liu Chong previously recorded that the Fangxiang clan lived in the Jiujiang Chaisang area in ancient times.

Fang Xiangshi was an ancient official position, in charge of the palace Nuo rituals, which were used to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. According to legend, Fang Xiangshi had four golden eyes, a bear skin, a black robe and a red skirt, and held a spear and a shield.

Such an ancient and old myth must be true.

Liang Yue had a premonition that he might meet the Taiping Mojin Captain.

Xie Xuan said that Sun Tai’s son might be among them, as Sun Tai’s eldest son was in charge of the Heavenly Master’s cloak that was invulnerable to water and fire.

If this person takes it out, this may be one of the few chances to get the Heavenly Master Crane Cloak.

By the way, weaken the power of the Sun family.

The Sun family wants to take the upper-class route, so they are more rule-abiding. Once their illusions are shattered, they are likely to repeat Zhang Jiao's mistake and gather hundreds of thousands of people to sweep across the Southern Dynasty.

"I will leave in about three days."

Although it is thousands of miles away, for cultivators like Liang Yue, it is just a day.

Ride a horse near the village and ride the Golden Crow in the deep mountains and old forests.

Therefore, it won’t take too long, at the fastest it will take three or four days to return, and at the slowest it will take no more than ten days.

I haven't been out for two years, so it doesn't hurt to take a walk.

After going back.

Liang Yue packed up the dry food, money, dragon-binding rope, knife, fasting pills, great recovery pills, and miasma-avoiding pills and put a series of necessary things into the storage bag.

The reason why Xunyang County is worth visiting is that it was once the territory of Huainan Kingdom.

After packing everything, Liang Yue didn't rush out.

Wutong Garden.

The boys had already sat down to rest.

Liang Yue held the child and teased Xiao Heyun. The child's chubby little hands kept reaching forward, trying to pull off his beard.

"Master."

The five-year-old Liu Yifeng ran up to Liang Yue and saluted like an adult.

"Don't call me teacher. What can I teach you now?" Liang Yue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Big brother Liu Chong is really out of touch. What can such a young child learn?

"Greetings, uncle!" Liu Yifeng immediately changed his words.

"Haha, you're quite smart. Learn your internal skills first, and we can worry about the other things later. Remember..." Liang Yue became serious.

Liu Yifeng leaned forward and listened attentively.

"Don't be a bad guy, be a hero and shoulder the responsibility for the country."

"I understand. Fu'er must become a great hero in the future."

night.

The bright moon is like a round disk, and the moonlight is like pearls.

The mountains and rivers are visible, and they are still bright even without fire.

"quack……"

Jinwu carried Liang Yue hundreds of feet into the sky.

Under the bright moon, there was a faint meteor streaking across the sky. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a crow carrying a fairy.

The moonlight fell on his shoulders, his feathered clothes were smoky, Liang Yue closed his eyes, and felt the mystery of flying.

Even though time passes, mountains and rivers change, and dynasties come and go, the bright moon remains the bright moon.

I hope I can achieve “traveling with the flying fairies and embracing the bright moon forever”.

The Golden Crow swooped down and then rose again.

In the countryside and mountain village, children lie on the roof to enjoy the cool air.

It happened that the golden crow was setting, and the bright moon was a magical sight.

He rubbed his eyes, and the fairy flew away to who knows where.

"Dad, Mom, there are gods!!"

The golden crow spread its wings and flew into the sky, leaving behind its lingering sound.

(End of this chapter)