Seeing the golden eagle fly away, Master Guiyi said: "It's cold outside, why not go to the cave where I live to rest and keep warm."
After saying that, Master Guiyi led everyone to a large icicle. There was a hard-to-find door sealed in ice on the icicle.
Master Guiyi stretched out his palm and held it about three feet away from the door. He closed his hand hard and the door opened with a creak.
Master Guiyi's technique seems simple, but in fact it is a unique martial art learned by only him in the Wuliang Sect.
Seeing that the door was made of thick stone walls, Zhu Yu couldn't help but sigh: "Master Guiyi, such a thick stone door requires some internal force to push it. You can open this door with your palm. I, Zhu Yu, have never heard of it. I don’t know what kind of technique is used?”
"This is called the Siphon Technique. In the world today, only Master Guiyi has mastered it." Lu Bucai rushed to say.
"Master, why don't you pass this technique on to the disciples of the Wuliang Sect? If you are here alone, after a hundred years, this technique will be lost." Master Zhang Lingtian said with a smile.
"This is just a trivial skill with little practical value, and practicing this technique would take some time, so it has not been passed down." Master Guiyi said lightly.
"Master, then pass it to me. I have plenty of time." Lan Ling'er stepped forward and said.
"Okay, I can pass it on to you, but you have to worship me as your teacher."
Master Guiyi said as he took out a thin booklet three inches square from his arms and handed it to Lan Ling'er.
Lan Ling'er knew that from ancient times to the present, there were sectarian views on martial arts. She didn't just say she wanted to learn some martial arts and others would teach her. She said she wanted to learn it, which was just a joke. She didn't expect that Master Guiyi actually handed over the secret book, which made her confused. At a loss. He whispered: "Gui, Master Guiyi, this, this...! Is this appropriate?"
"There's nothing inappropriate, go on! Practice well in the future and don't embarrass the Wuliang Sect." Master Guiyi stretched out his hand and handed the pamphlet to Lan Linger's hand.
"Thank you, Master. I will obey my orders." Lan Ling'er said as he took the secret book from Master Guiyi and put it in his sleeve. His movements were careful and cautious, which made everyone laugh.
"By the way, girl, you look very similar to Lan Xiong and Lan Daxia and his wife. What is your relationship with them?" Master Gui Yi suddenly asked.
"Master, Lan Xiong is my grandfather, Li Qi is my grandmother, I am their granddaughter, my name is Lan Ling'er, he is my brother, but I have never met them." Lan Ling'er said while pointing Lan Tian, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eye circles suddenly turned red and he shed a few tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Miss Ling'er. From now on, when I see your grandparents, I will ask them to go back to Tianlong Mountain to see their granddaughter. Your grandparents will definitely listen to me."
After Master Guiyi finished speaking, seeing everyone still standing at the door, he said: "Everyone, come in quickly, come in quickly, I will light a fire for you to warm yourself up."
The stone house is round in shape, with a diameter of seven or eight feet. It is larger than anyone's imagination. Light shines in from the skylight on the roof. In the room, beds, tables, stools and daily utensils are all available. On one side, there is a descending The passage leads to another stone room. Master Guiyi, who is lighting a fire by the fire pit in the house, points to the passage and says, "That's where I cook. You can go over and have a look."
Lan Ling'er was always curious, so she stepped down the passage. He wanted to see how Master Guiyi cooked in this place wrapped in ice and snow.
Seeing that Lan Ling'er was going to take a look in the kitchen, Luo Lin came over and followed Lan Ling'er closely: "Ling'er, I'll go with you. I wanted to know how Master Gui Yi cooks from the beginning."
Lan Linger and Luo Lin followed the underground passage and came to another room. They found that this room was slightly smaller than the previous one. It was also lit from the skylight at the top. There were also many pots, pans, stoves and tables in the room. The two of them were in Searching the kitchen carefully, I saw that there was a large vat filled with rice flour and oil, and there were also a lot of bacon, dried vegetables, etc. hanging in the room.
"It seems that Master Guiyi prefers food." Luo Lin said.
"The master lives in such a remote place. He has to walk a long way to get these delicacies, which is not easy." Lan Ling'er sighed.
The two were talking when they heard the golden eagle's "chirp, chirp, chirp" cry from outside the stone house, and Master Guiyi said from next door: "Let's go out and see if the golden eagle has something in its mouth."
Upon hearing this, the two hurriedly retreated from the passage and saw Master Guiyi leading everyone out of the stone house, so they followed him out together.
Outside the room, two golden eagles each held a thirty-pound blue sheep in their mouths and placed them on the ground. The head of the blue sheep was scratched by the sharp claws of the golden eagles, and it had been dead for a long time.
Master Guiyi walked over, picked up the blue sheep, and said, "Everyone, follow me, and I will tidy up the blue sheep."
After Master Guiyi finished speaking, he carried the blue sheep around three or five icicles and came to the other side of the snow peak. Everyone was surprised to find that there was a water as thick as the mouth of a bowl flowing out from the icicles and onto the ice. In a pond several feet square under the pillar, and then fell down the mountain.
What made everyone even more surprised was that this water was evaporating like clouds of steam and seemed to be hot.
Xin'er walked over, dipped her hand into the pond and gave it a try, and said in surprise: "Hey, the water is very hot."
"There are hot springs here, but almost no one comes here, so I dug a stone chamber and a pool here. I have lived here for thirty years and I don't want to leave." Master Guiyi said with a smile while dissecting the mutton.
"Hey, there's something moving in the pool." Yi'er couldn't help shouting when she saw something coming to the surface of the water while Master Guiyi was dissecting the mutton, fighting to eat the remains and blood of the mutton.
"There are trout I raised in the pond. They are delicious and can be eaten raw. I will catch a few for everyone to try later."
Master Guiyi prepared the rock mutton, walked to the pool, and quickly grabbed a handful here and there in the pool. With each grab, he could catch a trout weighing about two kilograms. Lan Ling'er didn't know where he came from. He brought a cloth bag, took the fish and put it into the cloth bag. After a while, he caught a dozen fish.
Seeing this scene, Luo Lin returned to the kitchen, found a knife and a vegetable basin, took Lan Ling'er's bag, and started killing fish by the pond.
With the help of Lan Ling'er, Zhu Yu, Lan Tian, Ling Ya Zi, Yi'er, and Xin'er, Master Gui Yi made seven or eight dishes including roasted lamb, stewed lamb, steamed trout, raw trout fillet, and steamed wild boar meat. , a pot of rice was cooked, a jar of good wine was brought in, and everyone ate meat and drank wine in the master's stone room. The atmosphere was warm, happy and warm.
Due to the cold weather, it would take three or four hours to walk down the mountain. Master Guiyi advised everyone to eat and drink before going on the journey, especially if everyone drinks some wine to keep out the cold when going down the mountain. Therefore, everyone, including Zhu Yu, They all drank, but the good drinkers drank a little more, while Zhu Yu, Xin'er and Ling Yazi only tasted it lightly.
"Master Guiyi, there are several monks and people from Northern Shaolin at the bottom of the mountain. They have been following us and want to find the Great Netherworld Sutra. It is estimated that we will reach the top of the mountain in an hour or two after we leave. Do you want to avoid them. "Master Kongkong said to Master Guiyi.
"Oh, I met the Tibetan monks more than thirty years ago. Although their martial arts are powerful, they follow the path of self-mutilation. Every time they take action, it takes a long time to recover. They generally won't take action, let alone , with my martial arts, I believe they can’t do anything to me, so don’t worry.”
As Master Guiyi spoke, he invited Master Kongkong, Zhang Lingtian, Lu Bucai and Lingshanzi to have a drink.
"No wonder Master Guiyi has been able to stay here for thirty years. The reason is that the smoke and smoke here is strong enough. I could have stayed here alone." Master Xuyun sighed.
"Actually, I will leave too. Every year, I will go down the mountain and travel for three or four months. Sometimes I will buy some oil, salt, firewood and rice, otherwise I will really become a savage." Master Guiyi said with a smile.
"Gui, Gui Yi, Master, tell me, where will my grandparents live in seclusion? If you look for them, can you, can you find them?"
Lan Ling'er didn't drink well, but she had a bold temperament. She would not refuse any wine poured by others. After four or five bowls of wine, not only did her face turn red like a cockcomb, but her tongue began to curl when she spoke.
"Five years ago, I saw them once in Ailao Mountain, but there was no news after that. I don't know where they are now. However, I think they must have gone to live in seclusion on the east coast, because at that time Daxia Lan said , I want to find an island and live the life of a fisherman for a few years.”
What Master Guiyi said made Lan Ling'er and Lan Tian feel a little bit in their hearts. It turned out that their grandparents might settle down at the seaside. After finding the Great Netherworld Sutra, they would go to the coast to find them. At least they should tell them the news of their father's death.
