Horseshoe Mountain at dusk.
A swallow was hovering above the clouds. It was rehearsing over and over in its mind what to say and do next to ensure that it would not be missed. Then it flew down through the clouds and flew into the pavilion.
The Jianghu people on Yanxiantai below have long since dispersed, and only a few scattered people are still here, either sparring, discussing, or meeting for a walk or chat.
A young Taoist priest in the pavilion sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.
A calico cat was on the left side of the pavilion. It lowered its body and stretched its buttocks. After stretching, it shook its head so that its facial features could not be seen clearly.
The swallow stopped on the far right side of the pavilion and turned into a young man.
The young Taoist also opened his eyes.
"A polite step."
"Sir, please wait. I..."
The drill just now disappeared inexplicably from my mind.
"..."
The young man was silent for a moment, then he bent down and stretched out his hand, holding a small red pill in his hand: "Sir, please take this pill."
Song You took it, looked at it for a moment, and said to the cat next to him: "Empress Sanhua is here. I have to leave for a while, but my body will still stay here. Empress Sanhua, please don't think that I am dead..." "
The calico cat turned around and looked:
"What?"
Song You shook his head and raised his head in submission.
The heaven and earth shook violently, and the soul left the body.
The world is still the same world, and the colors are still the same. There are some differences, but you can't tell.
The calico cat turned to look at Song You who was sitting on the ground, and then looked up at Song You who had already stood up. His eyes gradually opened wider and wider, and his mouth opened slightly. If he looked carefully, he could vaguely see the exposed Two small fangs, with a look of extreme surprise.
"Taoist priest, you have turned into a ghost!"
"It's just a fugue."
"What kind of travel is the divine travel?"
"I'll explain it to Empress Sanhua when I get back." Song You whispered, "Please also ask Empress Sanhua to look after my physical body for me."
"oh……"
Song You then looked at the young man and nodded to him:
"Please lead the way with one step."
"good……"
The young man suddenly transformed into a swallow.
Miraculously, Song You also followed him and turned into a swallow. Because swallows' eyes are different from human eyes, they see things with different light. So after turning into a swallow, what Song You felt most was that the whole world had changed in his eyes.
The distance, height, and color of all things in the world, and even the feelings of moving and still objects, are all different.
She was even a little scared when she saw Sanhua Empress.
It can only be described as wonderful.
"gone……"
The swallow transformed into a young man fluttered its wings and flew away.
Song You certainly didn't understand the experience and ability of swallows flying, but he didn't need to control himself at this time. It was completely up to him to follow the instructions of the swallows in front of him.
The sensory experience remains.
So I felt the evening breeze, and then I ran into the clouds and mist. I suddenly saw a hundred thousand peaks and forests, with rivers running across it, and I saw the sunset sinking into the earth and staining the mountains and rivers with blood.
Swallows fly fast, fast, and like to change directions.
Sometimes it soared upward, almost vertically, with no trace of the earth visible in the entire line of sight, as if it was about to pierce the sky, until it crashed into the depths of the clouds and mist, and its whole body was wet and cold.
Breaking through the clouds, you are already above the sea of clouds.
The sky at dusk is extremely pure, the setting sun in the sky has not yet disappeared, the sea of clouds is dyed red, and there are a few bright stars above the head, and there are more and more stars.
At this time, there is infinite freedom in the heart, as if the world is huge and you can go anywhere.
Before long, the swallow suddenly folded its wings again, like an arrow that had lost its strength, and plunged straight into the sea of clouds.
When I broke through the clouds again, the earth was all in front of me. From a spectator's perspective, it was just two swallows flying in the sky. I was not surprised, but when I experienced it myself, it was the howling wind, fighting against the sky, which could sweep the sky. Ordinary people are so frightened that they cry out.
It wasn't until the ground grew bigger and bigger in front of us, and the grass and trees on the ground were all clearly visible, that it felt like it was about to hit the ground and die. Then the swallow opened its wings, but then suddenly changed direction and flew to the left.
Like this, left and right, up and down.
This sense of excitement is just like the beauty of the mountains and rivers overlooked from high altitude, challenging the limits of the senses and the heart.
But for Yanzi, this is just ordinary.
The sky is getting dark, the mountains are only shadows, and the river is just a strip reflecting the glow.
Swallows stay away from people and only fly towards dusk.
It's a pity that the road ends eventually.
Swallows fly into the house in the mountains.
"Canopy..."
Both swallows took the form of humans.
There are swallows' nests under the eaves of the house, and there are many swallows flying inside and outside the house, chirping.
Colored lanterns were hung high in the courtyard, but few people were seen.
"gentlemen……"
The young man glanced at him quietly and made a gesture of invitation.
Song You followed him inside.
Walking into a large room, it was elegantly decorated, but there was only an old man sitting at the head. The old man was tall and thin, with silvery hair and wrinkles all over his face, as if he would be blown over by the wind. Seeing him like this, Song You knew why the water demon of Yanxian was still able to cause trouble.
But when he saw him walking in, the old man quickly stood up with his crutches, raised his hands to him and said:
"A distinguished guest is coming to your door, but you will be welcomed from afar..."
Song You didn't dare to be negligent and quickly returned the courtesy:
"When I was traveling in the Xia Song Dynasty, a mountain person from Lingquan County, Yizhou, had heard of Yanxian for a long time. Now I am really lucky to meet him."
"It's not appropriate, it's just a name randomly shouted by people down the mountain." The old man's voice was also extremely old, and he quickly pointed to the chair next to him, "Fellow Taoist, please take a seat quickly."
"Thank you."
Song You didn't hesitate and just sat down when asked.
"According to the current customs of people in the world, Taoist friends can call me Yan Gong, but I cannot be called Yan Xian."
"Yan Xian is welcome."
"Although my Taoist friend is young, his Taoist deeds are amazing. He also eliminates harm for the people in Lingbo County. He is a righteous man. I should have invited you personally, but I am old and have trouble walking, so I have to call this useless descendant. I'm here to invite fellow Taoist." The old man said, glanced at the young man standing respectfully aside, and shook his head secretly, "This kid is timid and useless, I hope I didn't neglect fellow Taoist."
"Yan Xian's words are wrong..."
Song You also glanced at the young man who lowered his head.
He had just asked him how the scenery was in the sky this morning, and in the evening he treated himself to a wonderful flight. He didn't think it was a coincidence, nor did he think Yanxian always invited people like this.
The little goblin is ignorant of worldly affairs and has simple and sincere feelings. If you show kindness to him, he will return kindness to you.
It's hard for Song You not to like him.
Besides, tonight's flight was something that could not be exchanged for even a thousand pieces of gold, not to mention a thousand pieces of gold. He still thought about it to this day.
It's hard for Song You not to be grateful to him.
So he just smiled and said: "This little friend has a pure and kind personality. Although we have only been together for a short time, our two conversations have been very harmonious. It is not what Yan Xian said."
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know..."
Lao Yanxian laughed and said to him: "This child has been timid since he was a child. He dare not talk to others. He is afraid when he sees others. He can't say a few words when he sees his kind, elders, and even brothers and sisters."
"Then he must be good at getting along with himself."
"Haha, don't talk about this..."
Lao Yanxian waved his hand: "I haven't invited my fellow Taoist to drink tea yet. It's really rude."
As soon as he finished speaking, two more cups of tureen tea appeared on the table.
Lao Yanxian took one of the cups first.
Song You then brought another cup.
The strange thing is that even though he was in a fugue, he was able to pick up the cup as usual, lift the lid, and get closer to smell it. The fragrance of the tea was still there. He skimmed off the foam on top and took a sip, and he could still drink it.
“Good tea…”
Song You smiled and praised.
This is interesting.
"As long as fellow Taoist likes it." Lao Yanxian paused, "I just heard that fellow Taoist claimed to be from Lingquan County, Yizhou. Do you dare to say that fellow Taoist is from Fulongguan?"
"Exactly."
Song You was not surprised.
The interval between each generation of Fulongguan descendants traveling down the mountain is at least thirty or forty years. In this era when the average life expectancy is more than thirty years, it is not appropriate to say that there are many people's lifetimes apart, but it is still a long time apart. In addition, many temple owners do not disclose their places of origin when they travel, so it is normal for ordinary people not to know. However, at this age of Yanxian, it is almost impossible to say that he does not know about Fulong Temple.
Just listen to Lao Yanxian sigh again:
"It's another generation..."
"yes."
"Is Daoxing Taoist your master?"
"yes."
"I've seen her..."
Old Yanxian's eyes showed the color of memories.
She was really a beautiful woman, but also a reckless person. She only practiced the Five Elements Spiritual Method and learned the Five Elements Magic. When I saw her at that time, she was not even thirty. At such an age, if it were just about fighting skills, I am afraid that she would be in trouble in this world. Even the chief officer of the Tiangong Lei Department and the famous Jin Lingguan are not necessarily above her.
What a proud man.
But such a proud man walking in the world is too easy-going, but sometimes he really shouldn't be.
At that time, he also had a good descendant, and he fell in love with that Taoist Taoist at the first sight and admired him endlessly. However, this fate caused him to miss a lot of practice.
This time I learned a lesson——
Counting the time, I figured out that the one who got rid of the water demon in Lingbo County might be a descendant of Fulong Temple, so I chose a descendant who didn't like to negotiate with others to invite him, so as not to miss the chance to practice again.
Lao Yanxian glanced at the young man and saw that he had his head lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't care about him and just continued:
"Taoist Tianshuang is your master?"
"Exactly."
"To say the least, I owe it to him."
"Appreciate further details."
"Although it was nearly a hundred years ago, I was already in my twilight years at that time, and I was praying for the divine way but could not get it." Old Yanxian shook his head and sighed, "It happened that Taoist Fulong Guantiansuan was traveling through this place, and he calculated what would happen in the future. The state was about to encounter a severe drought, so I was asked to make preparations in advance. Later, Xuzhou was hit by a severe drought, so I protected the people here and gained a firm foothold in the Incense and Fire Shinto."
"I see."
Song You nodded, thoughtfully.
No wonder -
Adjusting the wind and rain is now a Shinto skill. It is too difficult to rely on Taoist magic alone to protect a place's rain during a severe drought. When he heard about it before, he was shocked, thinking that this Yanxian's skill was as great as the sky. But if you have prepared for many years in advance, it will be much easier to accept.
Let’s talk about Shinto——
It is not difficult to follow the Shinto path, as long as you find some believers. However, Lao Yanxian has been around for thousands of years, and what he pursues is naturally different from that of the wild god in the countryside.
First, the incense must come from the right source.
The second is not to provoke the Heavenly Palace and the imperial court to suppress them.
As for the master, although Song You has never met him, he still knows about it.
The past masters of Fulong Temple are all extraordinary, but their abilities are different. For example, the master is best at fighting, but the ancestor is different, he is good at calculating heavenly secrets.
The road numbers are all chosen by oneself.
The master has traveled thousands of miles, so he named himself Taoist Daoxing. The master named him Tiansuan. Human calculations are not as good as Tiansuan. I am Tiansuan, and I am also arrogant. However, I heard that his old age was unlucky and he was not comfortable before his death.
"In short, I owe Fulongguan a great favor. If I haven't repaid it to Taoist Tianshu, I should also repay it to the descendants of Fulongguan."
"Yan Xian is joking."
Song You said respectfully: "God has the virtue of good things. Saving the common people and water and fire is a good deed. Yan Xian feels that he borrowed my Master Guan's ability to follow the path of incense and fire. But in my opinion, Master Guan is not borrowing it from Yan." What is the ability of an immortal to benefit one party and accumulate some merit for oneself? In any case, how can such a thing that benefits living beings be considered a human act of gratitude?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Old Yanxian.
This old Yanxian has almost died. Even if he can still become a god by relying on the faith of the people in Anqing County after dying like this, how much magical power can he have if he just believes in one place?
By then, his physical body will be gone, he will have no Taoism, and he will not be recognized by the imperial court. He will become a wild god in the mountains. How can he still be so cool?
Even if the Tiangong court doesn't care, how long can you live?
The Chijin Emperor was not here two hundred years ago. Two hundred years from now, will the people here still remember the Yanxian?
Song You felt that he might still want something more.
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