Ten days later, a young couple came to the most luxurious "Yunfeng Hotel" on the top of the North Peak of Huashan Mountain.
Because of the narrow area at the top of the mountain, this hotel only has 20 rooms and the price is 10,000 yuan per night. Even if many people have money, they cannot stay here.
In this kind of tourist resort, 90% of the guests stay for one night and leave, and stay here for two or three days at most. No one stays for ten days and a half, but this young couple directly booked it for half a year!
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Needless to say, these two people who are both rich and leisurely are Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun.
In people's minds, their peak years have long passed. Their glorious years as Olympic champions happened twenty or thirty years ago. The extremely beautiful girl Yunji back then has become "Aunt Yunji". On the Internet The memory of young people is very short. The new generation of young people only know the world’s richest man Lu Cheng, and they only know his forty-year-old image. They don’t know that his true appearance is still very young, and they don’t know that “Aunt Yunji” can stay young forever. .
Therefore, even if the two lived openly on the top of Huashan Mountain, those tourists did not recognize them. Only a few middle-aged and elderly tourists could associate the young people in front of them with the influential figures of the year.
Jiang Qiuyun carries a computer with her and spends two hours a day typing. The rest of the time, she relaxes her body and mind, facing the breeze and the bright moon, the rising sun and the setting sun. Her consciousness extends to 80 miles away, and the surrounding plants and trees, and everyone's Every move fell into her mind. Her marrow sea expanded little by little with the breeze, flowing clouds, and rolling clouds. Her skill was gradually improving.
At the same time, her blog is still published online for decades, without interruption.
People were curious about her and felt that this literary giant was too diligent.
"How many movies has Yunji written?"
"45 novels. A total of more than 300 million words. It can be called the first person in history."
"As the wife of a billionaire, do you need to work so hard to type?"
"It's not about the money. She can't spend all the money she makes."
"I suspect there is a top writing team behind Yun Ji. She no longer writes books. Others are writing them..."
In fact, there is no writing team behind Jiang Qiuyun. She only has one assistant who helps with proofreading, and it is still Yao Jing, who has not been replaced for so many years. After graduating from university, Yao Jing worked as an editor at a literary magazine. Now she has become a wealthy woman with almost adult children.
When Jiang Qiuyun wrote the book, it was equivalent to Buddhist meditation, and it was also similar to Taoist meditation, which was a way of cultivation. She plans to write until she is one hundred years old before she considers putting the pen down.
Lu Cheng walked around the top of the mountain, choosing different places to sit quietly, and stayed in the hotel at night, holding the fragment of the Kunlun Mirror and falling asleep.
The days passed.
In the blink of an eye, four months had passed, and he had not been able to contact the emperor's soul.
He felt a little strange: "Have these two fragments been activated by others? Each fragment can only be activated once? Or is it because I have not learned the White Emperor's Mind Technique, so I do not have the foundation to communicate with the Emperor's heroic spirit?"
"It shouldn't be. I could see the Yellow Emperor and the Red Emperor in my dreams, and I had never learned the Yellow Emperor's skills. I was taught by the Qing Emperor on the top of Mount Dai. At that time, my skills were still very shallow, and I didn't have any skills. I have learned the Qing Emperor’s mentality.”
"A Witch Emperor of this level has already exceeded the limits of human beings. Just like the Big Dipper in the sky, the stars are dotted above people's heads. The starlight is always there. Whether it can be perceived by others is a matter of chance. I may The opportunity hasn’t come yet.”
In midsummer, the top of Huashan Mountain is very cool.
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun were sitting under umbrellas in the small garden of the hotel, watching the tourists coming and going in the distance.
There is a cableway up to the north peak of Huashan Mountain. The ropeway flies from the foot of the mountain along the trail that was used to "outwit Huashan" in the past, to the North Peak. It is 1,600 meters long and has a drop of nearly 800 meters, which is spectacular. This allows Chinese and foreign tourists of different ages and physiques to appreciate the beauty of Huashan.
At 4:30, Lu Cheng saw a mother and daughter walking from a distance.
The mother is nearly forty years old, tall and has a good temperament; the daughter is about ten years old, frail, with a bluish face and a rosy forehead as big as a fingernail.
The sun shines on the girl's body, giving it a strange luster.
Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl.
The little girl walked very slowly, being held by her mother's hand, and slowly approached the hotel.
The path she walked passed through the garden, and when she saw Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun sitting under the umbrella, she opened her eyes wide and stopped walking.
Her mother gently pulled her hand and urged: "You are exhausted today, please stay and rest."
The little girl said: "Mom, I want to talk to my brother and sister over there, is that okay?"
Mother turned around and looked over with a surprised expression: "Who are they? Why do they look so similar to Lu Cheng and Yun Ji back then?"
The mother and daughter walked towards the parasol.
The little girl asked: "Brother, sister, are you the gods living on Mount Hua?"
Jiang Qiuyun smiled and asked: "Little girl, how old are you? Why do you ask?"
"I am 9 years old. I feel very strange when I see the golden light shining on you."
"Did you really see the golden light? How far was it released?"
"It's twenty to thirty meters high, just like the Golden Cauldron Buddha in Dunhua."
There is a golden tripod Buddha in Dunhua, Jilin, in a sitting position, 36 meters high.
Because Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun had to practice cultivation, they did not completely control their Qi. Unexpectedly, a little girl saw through it.
Lu Cheng glanced at his wife and said, "This child is destined to me. Otherwise, will you accept another disciple?"
Jiang Qiuyun smiled slightly, looked at the little girl, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is 'Lin Qiuhong'."
"What grade are you in?"
"I never went to school, so my mother hired a private tutor for me and helped me complete my primary school courses."
At this time, the little girl's mother came forward and said, "My name is Zhang Ruixue, what do you call me?"
Jiang Qiuyun was a little surprised and said, "Are you a professor of ancient Chinese at Beijing Normal University?"
"What? Do you know me?"
"I am Jiang Qiuyun, a visiting professor at the Department of Literature of Qilu University and Suzhou University. This is my husband."
Zhang Ruixue was even more surprised: "Wow! It's you! I've just been suspecting that your looks are too similar to those of Yun Ji and Olympic champion Lu Cheng! I didn't expect that you are so good at beauty and you still look like young people! Qiu Hong, you have to You can call me uncle or aunt, but you can no longer call me brother or sister."
The little girl said: "Mom, I understand."
Lu Cheng asked: "This child looks sick. What disease does he have?"
Zhang Ruixue sighed: "She had congenital heart disease and underwent two operations, but it was ultimately unable to be cured. Scars accumulated and evolved into restrictive cardiomyopathy."
"Who is the father of the child?"
"Her father is a soldier and is currently working in the north. Mr. Lu, do you want to ask where the child's disease came from? There is no genetic gene in our family and all the elders are healthy and do not have similar diseases."
Lu Cheng said: "I'm not asking about the disease. Diseases like hers can still be cured."
Zhang Ruixue was surprised and happy, and said: "Can my daughter's disease be cured? Mr. Lu, are you lying to me?"
"Why are you lying to me? I have a medical license. We will talk about treatment later. I want to ask first why she can see the golden light on my body. Is there a cultivator in your family?"
"Yes. The child's grandfather is respected as a master of Chinese studies. After retirement, he specialized in Buddhist scriptures and became a professor at a Buddhist academy. The child's grandmother is a singer and is considered a semi-cultivation person. The child's father has the strength of the peak of Ming Jin; I have also practiced A kind of 'Taikou Yi Qigong'."
"I understand. I can cure your daughter's disease, but there is a condition."
"Please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will agree to it no matter what the conditions are."
Jiang Qiuyun took over the topic and said, "What my husband means is that he wants Qiuhong to be my apprentice."
Zhang Ruixue asked: "Are you saying that from now on, you want Qiuhong to follow you? To be honest, the child is still young, so I really can't bear to let him go."
Jiang Qiuyun smiled slightly: "She is indeed too young, and I don't have the energy to take care of her. So before she is 15 years old, let her come to see me once a year; from 15 to 20 years old, she comes to see me twice a year. Each meeting should not exceed In half a month, I will teach her the exercises."
Zhang Ruixue nodded resolutely: "Okay, I agree, no problem at all. I will send my child there every summer vacation."
Lu Cheng said: "It will take at least three days to treat the disease. Can you stay at Yunfeng Hotel for a few more days?"
"Okay, I'll find a way to solve it."
It seems that Zhang Ruixue is not only a professor, but also has a very simple family background.
The mother and daughter did not climb to the top of Mount Huashan alone. There were bodyguards following them a hundred meters behind them.
Later, Zhang Ruixue took her daughter into the hotel to check in.
Jiang Qiuyun took out her mobile phone and searched for Zhang Ruixue. It took her more than ten minutes to find a piece of information from the Beijing Normal University intranet student forum, saying that Zhang Ruixue's husband was named "Lin Feng". She then searched for "Lin Feng" and "Northern District" , a deputy secretary Lin Feng appeared.
In peacetime, those who are awarded Shaojiang usually require more than 30 years of military service. There are three levels of less, and there are four levels of small x, medium x, upper x, and big x. On average each level takes at least two years, with most taking three to four years. There are a total of 8 levels that need to be experienced. There are very few people who have been promoted to Shaojiang with 20 years of military service. There are not many in the country.
Jiang Qiuyun did not find any more background information on Lin Feng, but when she searched for Zhang Ruixue's father, she found the Chinese master "Zhang Tianyang". Then she started searching from Zhang Zhengyang and found a photo taken more than ten years ago. She took that photo He showed it to Lu Cheng and said, "This is Qiu Hong's grandfather, who is now an elder."
Lu Cheng said "hmm" and said: "Fame, wealth and wealth in this world are all illusions. The wind and rain will always blow away the wind. Only through cultivation can you live forever, and only through immortality can you resist the erosion of time."
At the same time, Zhang Ruixue was also looking for information on Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun. She called her home in Shangjing and soon got very detailed inside information.
This information comes from the security department, saying that Lu Cheng and Jiang Qiuyun are both rich men and top monks, with extremely high and unfathomable skills.
