On Langya Mountain, Young Duanzheng was panting and running all the way.
Langya Terrace is not very high, and even including Langya Mountain, it is only a few dozen feet tall.
However, Langyata was only used by princes and even the emperor to worship heaven and earth, or to carve stones to praise their achievements. No one usually came on the stage.
Therefore, there is no road in Langyatai, so Young Duan can only walk hard through weeds and trees.
Fortunately, he was born early and is still only in his thirties. Although he is already old, he can still stand up when he climbs a platform of dozens of feet.
As for the other village elders, they are used to working hard on weekdays, and they are inspired by the fairyland. They are more relaxed than Shaoduan, but they are older than Shaoduan and not as agile as Shaoduan, so they fall behind Shaoduan.
Young Duan had already torn off his robe and robe, and his bare arms were covered with bloody mouths hanging from branches and weeds. He rushed to the top of Langya Terrace first, resisting the dizziness and looking at the sky.
Above the sky, the fairy mountain is still there, so close and within reach.
Because the top of the platform is made of rammed earth, there are far fewer trees and weeds than under the platform, and the shape of the platform can still be seen. Young Duan ran towards the fairy mountain, but after taking only a few steps, he gasped and fell to his knees.
There were footsteps behind him, but several village elders also climbed to the top of the stage. Young Duan tried his best to speak: "Don't delay, quickly find the way to climb the Immortal Mountain!"
Several village elders also knew the importance. After hearing the words, they took steps. They just took a step, but they stood still.
"Don't blame me, young master," one of them said in shame, "I am already old and decrepit, and I don't know where the fairy mountain is for a while."
"I can't find the fairy mountain either. Can Young Duan give us some instructions?" Another village elder also spoke immediately.
The village elders are old, have bad eyesight, and have recently exercised strenuously. Young Duan understands very well.
He didn't take it seriously, and raised his head with all his strength, pointing to the southeast: "The Immortal Mountain is over there..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.
He stood up straight with all his strength and looked around. Suddenly his vision went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Young Duan!" Several village elders were shocked and rushed forward, trying to help him up.
Young Duan only had a moment of anger and blood, but he recovered in an instant. He threw away several village elders who were supporting him, staggered and fell to the ground, and let out a roar as if he was crying blood.
"Is the sky going to destroy me, Langya County?"
"What do you mean by this?" A village elder asked in confusion. He reacted instantly, and his face that was originally red from climbing the mountain instantly turned pale: "Could it be that the fairy mountain has disappeared?"
Another village elder's lips began to tremble: "Look carefully, how come it's missing!"
There was a "pop" sound, but a village elder sat on the ground and started crying: "It's strange that when we came up, we never saw the fairy mountain."
"Heaven wants to destroy my Langya County!" He repeated Ling Duan's words.
There was a sudden cry of sorrow, and all the villagers burst into tears.
Heaven wanted to offend the people, and there was no rain in Langya County for several months.
The government was unkind and forced young men to build palaces and stone roads, causing the farming season to be delayed.
Immortals have become Langya County’s last hope. And coincidentally, I encountered the fairy mountain again, and it was very close at hand.
This may be said, there is no perfect way!
However, the cruelest thing in the world is to give hope in despair and then take it away.
Everyone climbed to the top of Langya Mountain desperately, hoping to beg the gods to save the people, but the fairy mountain disappeared!
"What kind of crimes have we, the people of Langya, committed?"
Young Duan was already despairing. He cried out in sorrow: "Even the gods have abandoned us!"
"It's not that the gods have abandoned us." A voice suddenly sounded, but it was Xiang Lao.
Xiang Lao was the oldest one, and he was being helped up by several half-grown children.
He sighed and said: "This is not a fairy mountain. Since it is not a fairy mountain, there are naturally no gods. Since there are no gods, how can you talk about abandoning us?"
"Isn't it a fairy mountain?" A village elder said in surprise, and even the young man stopped crying.
Xiang Lao is a descendant of the surname Si, and the surname Si is the original surname of the Xia Empress in the Xia Dynasty.
In the past, when the Tang Dynasty of Shang Dynasty destroyed the Xia Dynasty, in order to preserve the Miao descendants, the Xia Hou clan abandoned the Si surname and replaced it with Liao, Fei, Xin, Qi, Xiang, Ouyang, Sikong and other surnames.
Although it has been more than a thousand years, the Xiang family is a descendant of the Xiahou family, and their heritage is not comparable to that of ordinary Guizhou people.
For example, Xiang Lao, whose knowledge is the most knowledgeable in Langya County, and even in the entire Langya County, is Young Duan, and he is also respected very much.
"This is a mirage." There was also a look of pain on Xiang Lao's face. It was obvious that he had known this before, but still had hope.
"It is rumored that mirages are transformed by the resentful souls of those who drowned in the sea. They use illusions to lure unsuspecting people into the sea and drown them."
"These are all illusions and falsehood."
Xiang Lao looked at Young Duan and spoke seriously: "Just like the words of gods, they are all nonsense. We are lucky that this mirage appeared on Langya Mountain. If it had appeared in the sea, we would have drowned by now. That’s it!”
"Ha!" Young Duan laughed miserably, "Rather than starve to death, I would rather drown in the sea and be buried in the belly of a fish!"
"In this way, we can still fatten the fish, and maybe a few more people can survive!" He lay down weakly on the ground.
All the old people in the village were ashen as dead.
What Xiang Lao said is true. Although Langyatai is a place of gods, for the people of Langya County, the so-called Langyatai can be seen every day and there is no mystery about it.
For thousands of years, there have been countless legends about Langya Immortal, but no one has ever seen it with his own eyes.
If there are no immortals in Langya, where can they be?
In addition, the alchemists were a disaster, and the Langya people had long since disbelieved in the immortal alchemists.
Just as Xiang Lao said, it’s all false!
There was also a look of despair on Xiang Lao's face. Just as he was about to speak, a clear whistle suddenly came from the side of Langyatai.
"Ouch!"
This whistle was full of joy and vitality, and the villagers felt their hearts suddenly relaxed.
"What is this?" Young Duan also felt refreshed and turned over to sit up.
"It doesn't smell like an ordinary beast."
Xiang Lao frowned and listened carefully. His expression suddenly changed and he said in surprise, "I seem to hear someone preaching?"
Not just him, everyone heard it at this time.
This voice was extremely soft and indifferent, like clouds in the sky, and no one could hear what he was saying.
However, the mysterious thing is that although this sound cannot be heard clearly by the ears, it explodes in everyone's hearts, and in an instant, their thoughts become clearer.
"Go and have a look!" Young Duan felt that his body was instantly full of vitality. He quickly got up and walked in the direction where the clear whistle came from just now. The other village elders also followed with confusion on their faces.
After a while, Young Duan and his group had arrived at the edge of the stage, and at this time, the soft and indifferent voice was much clearer.
"Jiao is a member of the water movement!"
"As the saying goes, the best is like water!"
The sound was like thunder exploding in Young Duan's heart, making him feel as if his eyes suddenly went dark!
Is it dark?
He looked up in astonishment. He didn't know when the sky had turned into a dark color. There was a strange light that seemed to come from outside the sky, tearing apart the black clouds, and the sky began to flicker.
"It is also said that water is good for all things without fighting."
The sound of the Tao sounded again, like a bell and a bell, and the heaven and the earth seemed to ring in unison.
At this time, the elder Xiang also rushed over with a group of village elders panting, his face full of shock.
One word can move the world!
Who is this preacher?
He subconsciously looked at Young Duan, only to see that Young Duan's face was full of shock, his whole body was shaking, and he was looking at the sky.
It was only then that Xiang Lao discovered that the bright day, which was still hanging high in the sky just now, had quietly disappeared without knowing when.
The surroundings have become dark, like dusk.
There was an uneasy silence permeating the sky and the earth, and a faint pressure descended from the sky, making the Prime Minister unable to help but want to kneel down and worship.
"Those who do not fight, say, dampen their sharpness, resolve their differences, harmonize their light, and share their dust!"
The sound of the Tao sounded again, and waves began to surge in the distance on the sea surface, seeming to follow the rhythm of the sound.
"Also, it is said that the way of heaven is to benefit without harm. The way of saints is to work without fighting!"
However, there was a wind that seemed to come from the nine heavens, and it caused a chill in the body, and there was also a sense of numbness, which spread all over the bodies of the villagers.
"Now, I will teach you the Tao of non-fighting. You should understand the true meaning of the Tao, do no harm and do not fight!"
"Ouch!"
As the sound of the Tao fell, the clear whistle sounded again. Although it was immature, there was a majestic meaning in the whistle, and there was also a touch of determination to die without regrets.
The next moment, a loud "boom" sounded above everyone's heads. Several village elders were shocked and fell to the ground in fright.
But it was thunder!
Everyone looked up subconsciously and saw wind and thunder surging in the sky. A trace of cloud coming from nowhere is gathering overhead.
A large swirling cloud is forming rapidly in the sky. There is a large hole in the vortex, which is like the eye of heaven and earth, making people feel heart-stopping.
Wisps of electric snakes began to linger in the clouds, and everyone felt their scalps numb.
If this thunder hits the top of the head, not to mention all the village elders present, even Langyatai, I am afraid it will hit a big hole.
"What is this?"
At this time, people still didn't know how to draw thunder from high places, so a village elder spoke tremblingly.
He was not the only one, other village elders also looked pale.
The two young Fu Xiang Lao who came on stage immediately hid behind Xiang Lao with their heads held in their hands and their buttocks stuck out, not daring to say a word.
But Xiang Lao was trembling all over now, but it wasn't just because he was afraid of the power of heaven and earth.
The Xiang family is the prominent surname in Langya County. Although the country of Queen Xia has been extinct for nearly a thousand years, social development was slow in ancient times. Thousands of years are no different from ten years in later generations. The heritage of the Xiang family still exists.
The so-called foundation does not belong to wealth, but to knowledge!
These days, due to limited communication channels, wealth is easy to come by, but knowledge is hard to find!
Xiang Lao cultivated and studied in his family and had countless books in his family. He was said to be rich in learning.
Therefore, he also knew what Li Si, the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, said about Zhi Niao, but he did not explain it so thoroughly unless it was reported to the court.
Although he had never heard the Qingyue howl that sounded many times just now, he always felt that he had seen such records.
At this moment, when he saw the thunderclouds gathering in the sky, he suddenly remembered.
The ancient book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" says that to the east of Xuanshan Mountain, the Yishui River flows out. Further east, there is an island. There are mulberry trees on its island, fifty feet wide. Under the mulberry trees, there are snake-like creatures, but they are not reptiles, but scales.
Its voice is like that of a young cow, like a suckling tiger, or like a young phoenix.
Daily food on water vapor, so ocean. There is always a lightning strike from the sky. If you don't die, you will gain two feet and live a thousand years!
This means that the dragon leaps into the sea!
(End of chapter)
