Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 207: Red Dragon Ridge, Tiger Lord
Red Dragon Ridge.

It is said that many years ago there was a red dragon practicing here. Later, the red dragon ascended to heaven, causing the mountains to collapse and golden springs to gush out of the ground, hence the name Red Dragon Ridge.

Behind the Chilong Temple on Chilong Ridge, there is a pool of water, which is the Chilong Spring.

"The water of the Red Dragon Spring is scorching hot. Every winter, neighbors from all over the country come here to take the spring water back for bathing and cooking."

In front of the gate of Chilong Temple, an old monk with a long beard and wearing a loose monk's robe smiled and clasped his hands together.

"My dear donors, since we have met, it is fate. A thunderstorm is approaching, so please take shelter in the temple."

In front of the old monk were more than twenty young men wearing martial robes, leading horses, and carrying swords, bows and crossbows.

Although these people are young, they have extraordinary aura and their blood and energy are surging, indicating that their cultivation is not weak.

There was a faint innate true energy surging from the two people in front.

After hearing the old monk's words, everyone turned their eyes to the two leading figures.

"This master is right. Meeting is fate." The young man in front, wearing a green martial arts robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a long sword hanging from his waist, turned around and waved his hand. "Anyway, returning to the county city would be boring and boring sitting opposite Xie Chengxuan and others. It's boring."

This made everyone else laugh.

"That's right. Xie Chengxuan is from a prominent Langya clan after all, yet he seems to have joined Prince Zhao's palace, serving him like a squire and helping to arrange the party." The blue-robed young man on the other side laughed and said, "Those talented Langya people are truly without integrity."

"Haha, Master Chu is right. Most of the talented people in Langya are bookish and pedantic. They are not as happy as us, the children of Jiu Miao, who bend the bow and hunt." In the back, a young man with a bloody hare hanging on his horse laughed.

"It's a pity that the white tiger with hanging eyes escaped today. Otherwise, Mr. Chu could have hunted it and brought it back to let those guys see it." Speaking of hunting, everyone became excited again.

These people all came from Sanmiao County to attend the gathering of geniuses held at Prince Zhao's Palace.

The leader, Mr. Chu, is named Chu Tiankuo, the eldest son of the Sanmiao Chu family.

The Sanmiao Chu family is not only a prominent family in the county, but also has several military marquises in the court. Chu Tiankuo's uncle Chu Ting is very likely to become the Minister of Works.

This time when the three talented people came to Zhengyang County, the Chu family wanted to make Chu Tiankuo famous.

After arriving in Zhengyang County, although the reception at Prince Zhao's Mansion was warm and attentive, it was all formulaic. In addition, the people from Langya County seemed too spineless, which made Chu Tiankuo uncomfortable. Today, he brought a group of Sanmiao talents to Chilongling for hunting.

Everyone walked into the Chilong Temple and saw the ancient trees and the mottled temple around it.

Most of those Buddha statues look quite old.

"It is said that a wandering monk from Liangyuan Territory came to Red Dragon Ridge and encountered a fierce tiger. After a fight, both fell into the Red Dragon Spring."

"The spring water was so hot that the wandering monk lost his hands and feet, and the tiger also lost its eyes."

"Later, they became close friends through fighting and became dependent on each other. The monk would sit on the tiger's back, guiding it to hunt its prey."

As the old monk led the group toward the main hall, he said, "This way, one man and one tiger survived."

"Later, the people around them saw their miraculous experience and said it was the Buddha's influence, so they built the Red Dragon Temple here."

When they arrived at the main hall, the old monk handed a handful of incense to everyone.

Master Chu took one, lit it, and then bowed to the Buddha statue in front of him.

There aren’t many people in Qin who believe in Buddha, but it’s not a bad thing to visit a temple if you come across one.

"Master, you said that this man and the tiger depended on the tiger's prey for their survival. Didn't you say that those of you who believe in Buddhism don't kill animals and are all vegetarians?"

A young man with a long sword hanging from his waist looked at the old monk and asked with curiosity.

"Donor, it's a rumor that Buddhists don't eat meat. There are monk soldiers in Liangyuan Territory who also practice killing methods and practice qi and blood exercises." The old monk's expression remained unchanged as he handed over the incense and spoke.

"Even in my Red Dragon Temple, when we have meat, we use Red Dragon Spring water to boil it."

"Roll three times in the Red Dragon Spring, and even the Buddha will return to the mortal world."

The old monk's words made many people smile.

The young man beside Master Chu turned around and smiled, "Zhao Lin, have your men clean and skin the deer we hunted, and then we'll roll in the Red Dragon Spring three times."

"There's no wine." Young Master Chu looked up at the falling raindrops and said with a smile, "If it weren't for this weather, eating and drinking in the mountains would be quite pleasant."

"Distribute some of the extra prey to the temple as our tribute to the master." Master Chu gave the order.

"Haha, there's wine, there's wine. My temple has last year's peach blossom wine. I asked someone to dig it up from the back mountain." The old monk laughed, looked at the prey, and rubbed his palms. "That wine must have been buried in the mountain by a distant guest."

……

“Boom—” Lightning flashed across the sky and heavy rain poured down.

In the main hall of the Chilong Temple, several monks and a group of young people gathered around a bonfire.

Thinly sliced ​​venison and a roe deer were hung over the campfire.

Above the main hall, the aroma of incense, meat, and wine mixed together.

"The meat cooked in the Red Dragon Spring is truly delicious."

"And this wine, I never thought there would be such a rare and fine wine in the mountains."

"In my opinion, it's not that meat and wine are really that good, but eating meat in front of the Buddha and drinking wine in the temple seems special."

Everyone laughed.

Chu Tiankuo took a bite of meat and looked up at the old monk: "Master, did that fierce tiger and that wandering monk stay in the Red Dragon Temple?"

The old monk held the wine glass in his hand and nodded, "Of course I will stay in the Red Dragon Temple."

He pointed to the Buddha statue in front of him and said, "It is said that this Buddha was sculpted after the image of that wandering monk."

"As for that fierce tiger, haha, who knows..."

As he spoke, he raised his glass and said, "It's a rare meeting. I rarely see outsiders in this Red Dragon Ridge either. Let's drink to this cup."

Hearing the old monk's words, everyone raised their glasses.

Chu Tiankuo raised his hand and looked at his wrist.

He had a string of jade beads on his wrist, one of which emitted a hint of blood-red light.

"There is evil spirit!"

Chu Tiankuo was shocked and stood up suddenly.

Everyone was stunned when they heard his words.

The blue-robed young man sitting opposite him felt a faint surge of true energy, and stared at Chu Tiankuo: "Brother Chu, what do you mean?"

Chu Tiankuo pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "I have a family heirloom that can sense when evil spirits approach."

He held out his hand, revealing beads on his wrist.

On the string of beads, a bead emitted a red light.

Seeing this, the others stood up.

Just as they stood up, several young men from aristocratic families with weak cultivation stumbled and fell to the ground.

"This, this wine is poisonous—"

Someone exclaimed in panic.

Everyone quickly retreated, keeping a distance from the monks from the Red Dragon Temple.

"How could this wine be poisonous?" In front, the old monk shook his head and drank the wine in the cup.

"This is a genuine aged wine. According to the merchants, it's called Jade Dew Peach Blossom and is a fine wine that's been aged for thirty years."

"If you are not a distinguished guest, I really can't bear to take it out."

Upon hearing the name of Yu Lu Tao Hua, the blue-robed young man standing beside Chu Tiankuo narrowed his eyes, and his blood and true energy vibrated.

"Spring rain condenses into jade dew, spring breeze blooms peach blossoms. This is the jade dew peach blossom that has been passed down in Kuaiji County."

"A few years ago, the last batch of Jade Dew Peach Blossoms was sent to the Imperial City, but disappeared along the way..."

Everyone's eyes turned to the old monk in front.

The old monk shook his head, his expression calm, "Lord Tiger likes their wine, yet they are unwilling to offer it as tribute."

"Then we can only leave them all in the temple."

"You guys, do you want to see them?"

(End of this chapter)