Then Zen Master Xiaoru told Wang Zhe how he met the fox demon.
The two masters and disciples went down the mountain this time in response to the request of a layman at the foot of the mountain. The layman said that a woman would appear in his son's room every night and have fun with him every night.
Within ten days, his son became emaciated.
But he was addicted to it, couldn't extricate himself, refused to listen to what he said, and even scolded his parents, as if he had become a different person.
After the master and apprentice came down the mountain, they arrived at that house.
As soon as the woman showed up, she turned around and ran away when she saw the two of them.
The two masters and disciples chased her out, but the woman disappeared. They searched in the nearby mountains, but found the fox demon just now, so they chased her.
Then came what happened just now.
"Master, the person has been buried. Dust will return to dust, and soil will return to soil." Monk Yixin entered the temple.
"Okay." Monk Xiaoru nodded.
"I also found something from that evil cultivator and brought it over. Master, please take a look."
Monk Yixin took out a bone knife, a small black triangular flag, and a bottle of elixir.
"These are the magical weapons of the Jiuyou Sect, the White Bone Knife, and the Jiuyou Flag. This person is indeed from the Jiuyou Sect." Looking at these magical weapons, Monk Xiaoru looked solemn.
"They have become more and more outrageous in recent times."
"Nine Nether Sect?" Wang Zhe was very familiar with this name.
"The donor has also seen them?"
"I have indeed seen them. I have seen them in Yangzhou and Qingzhou, but I don't know where they came from?" Wang Zhe asked curiously.
"Oh, have they gone that far? I thought they only made trouble in this area of southern Yunnan?
It is unknown where the Nine Nether Sect originated from, but the monks only know that they have existed for a long time, and they believe in the Netherworld Emperor.
Those who practice evil practices have killed many innocent people in southern Yunnan over the years. "
When mentioning the Jiuyou Sect, Monk Xiaoru looked angry.
"Such evil people should be sent to the Netherworld to meet their Netherworld Emperor."
"Donor, do you want to eat steamed buns?" Jia and the others stopped talking. Monk Yixin took out a steamed bun from the bag and handed it to Wang Zhe.
"No, thank you." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
There were no more accidents in the rest of the night.
Wang Zhe asked the two masters and apprentices about the location of the beautiful mountains and rivers in Emei and Qingcheng, and the news about the two sects.
"Emei is a leader in the righteous path of this generation in southern Yunnan. In recent years, he has often sent his disciples to walk down the mountain to kill demons and strengthen the righteous path.
Qingcheng, on the other hand, has hardly seen their disciples come down the mountain in recent years. "
The Jianyuan Temple where Xiaoru is located is not particularly far from Qingcheng Mountain.
"If the donor goes to Jianyuan Temple in Qingcheng Mountain where a poor monk is practicing Buddhism, he will be a guest."
"Okay." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
After dawn, the master and apprentice said goodbye to Wang Zhe and prepared to go back. Wang Zhe, on the other hand, took Laifu and Tuanzi to continue heading north, planning to visit Emei first.
"Master, the benefactor's cultivation just now was so advanced. Last night when you were poisoned and passed out, I carried you to the ruined temple. I only saw a flash of light, and then the evil cultivator was killed."
"Well, the cultivation level is indeed very high." Monk Xiaoru nodded. "It's not that high."
On the other side, Wang Zhe brought Fuhe Tuanzi and walked around, traveling during the day and looking for a place to stay at night.
It can be done in the city or in the mountains and forests.
After two days, I saw a mountain range in the distance. Under the sunlight, there were colorful rays of light shining, majestic and beautiful, very extraordinary.
Emei, the paradise of heaven and earth.
The Emei Sect is also a righteous path in the southwest.
"I don't know if there will be purple and green swords and Haotian Mirror in that mountain." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
In fact, Emei can also be regarded as Shushan. The so-called Shushan is not a mountain, but a collective name for the mountains in Shu.
The "Shushan Swordsman Biography" written by the owner of Huanzhu Tower also focuses on Emei.
Close to Emei, this place is much peaceful than some places Wang Zhe passed by.
There were no robbers or demons, and they were probably quickly surrendered by the Emei disciples.
After eating something in a town at the foot of the mountain, he took Laifu up the mountain for a walk.
Unfortunately, he was stopped by Emei's disciples halfway.
"Fellow Taoist, why do you want to come to Mount Emei?" The monk was very polite.
"I've heard about Emei for a long time, so come and have a look." Wang Zhe said with a smile. He came here just to visit and enjoy the sights.
"I wonder where fellow Taoist practitioners practice?"
"Loose cultivator in the mountains."
"Well, fellow Taoist, if there is nothing urgent, it is better not to go up the mountain." The monk said it tactfully.
This is chasing people away.
"If you have nothing to do, hurry down the mountain and go somewhere else." This is what he meant.
"Well, I have a question."
"Fellow Taoist, please speak."
"There are two immortal swords on Mount Emei, one is the Qing Suo Sword and the other is the Zi Ying Sword?"
"Yes, Emei does have these two fairy swords, but they were lost hundreds of years ago. Does fellow Taoist know the whereabouts of those fairy swords?"
"Lost?" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.
How could such a mountain-holding treasure be lost?
"Where's the Haotian Mirror?"
"What is the Haotian Mirror?"
"Nanming Lihuo?"
At the mention of this name, the monk in front of Wang Zhe frowned slightly.
"Who is this fellow Taoist?"
"I'm just asking casually, don't be so nervous."
"Let's go, Laifu, we won't let you go up the mountain." Wang Zhe led Laifu down the mountain.
The monk behind him was still a little worried. He followed Wang Zhe and watched them go down the mountain before returning to the mountain.
"This man is so strange! Could it be that he covets Emei's treasures?"
"Laifu, this road is blocked. Let's try another road. It's not easy to do it again."
Mount Emei is very big and there are many roads up the mountain.
Wang Zhe took Laifu to a small road and walked up slowly.
This time no one suddenly appeared to stop them.
Rushing, the sound of running water in the mountain stream.
Halfway up the mountain, a waterfall fell into a pool.
A man in green clothes sat cross-legged on a rock next to the pool.
Wang Zhe did not disturb him and continued walking towards the mountain with Laifu.
The man turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhe.
The higher you go up, the thicker the fog becomes on the mountain.
While walking, Wang Zhe stopped.
Not far ahead, there was a man lying on a large bluestone near the cliff. The sun just fell on him, making him look very lazy.
Um?
Hearing someone approaching, the man sat up and glanced at Wang Zhe.
The man was in his twenties and quite handsome, but his hair was unkempt and he looked a little unkempt.
Then he lay down again, then suddenly stood up, staring at Wang Zhe, and then looked at Laifu beside him.
"Not from Emei?"
"No." Wang Zhe shook his head.
"That's a nice dog."
"Well, I think it's pretty good."
"what is it call?"
"Dog, called Laifu?"
"Well, it's a very auspicious name, what about you?"
"Wang Zhe."
"Emei, Gu Changfeng."
"Nice to meet you."
"Have a drink?" Gu Changfeng took out a jar of wine like a magic trick.
"Thanks, I'd like to take a look around."
"Well, this is Emei. It may not be easy to get around. Anyway, I have nothing to do. How about showing you around?"
"Well, that's troublesome."
"No trouble, I have nothing to do anyway."
Some people can become friends just by looking at each other and just saying a few words.
Some people are naturally hospitable.
Gu Changfeng seems to be the kind of person who is naturally hospitable, and he seems to be very pleased with Wang Zhe.
He took Wang Zhe up the mountain and met several Emei disciples along the way. When they saw him, they all greeted him. Obviously, his status in Emei was not low.
Suddenly there was a cry in the sky.
Looking up, he saw Tuanzi surrounded by two cranes.
"Is it possible that Goshawk is also here from fellow Taoist disciples?"
"Exactly, I'll call it down right now." Wang Zhe shouted, and the dumpling flew down from the air and landed on a tree nearby.
"A goshawk!" Gu Changfeng exclaimed.
They continued to go up the mountain. On the way, Gu Changfeng was still introducing some of the scenic spots in Mount Emei to Wang Zhe.
Ding dong, Mount Emei suddenly remembered the melodious music, which was the sound of a piano.
"Does it sound good?" Gu Changfeng stopped and turned to look at Wang Zhe.
"It's very beautiful."
"The one who plays the piano is also a wonderful person. By the way, in addition to fellow Taoist, there is another guest on the mountain today besides your position." Gu Changfeng said with a smile.
Emei, near the top of the mountain, is a small pavilion. The pavilion is surrounded by clouds and mist.
Two people were sitting in the pavilion playing chess.
One is a monk wearing a monk's robe. He looks about seventy years old, a little thin, with a white beard. Opposite him is a Taoist in his forties, wearing a light gray robe.
"I heard that Master found the Tianlong Buddha Seal?"
"Rather than saying that it was found, it is better to say that it was sent back." The monk said.
"Oh, who would be willing to send that magic weapon back after getting it?"
"King Zhennan." The monk said three words.
"He?" The Taoist was slightly startled after hearing this.
"He personally sent the Dragon Buddha Seal back that day. He also made a special trip to the mountain, drank a few cups of tea, ate a bowl of vegetarian food, and talked about Buddhism with me."
"So interesting!" The Taoist said with a smile after hearing this.
"I also received an invitation from the capital, inviting me to go to the capital to talk about Buddhism and take a look at the Bahuang Monument."
The Taoist made his move and stared at the chessboard in silence for a moment.
"I also received."
"go?"
The Taoist shook his head.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before." The Taoist said with a smile.
"I haven't fully understood the wonderful magic and magical powers of Emei, so why should I go see the Eight Desolate Monuments?"
"You have seen it thoroughly. I heard that many people have gone there, even people from the Great Guangming Temple in the Western Regions have gone to ask for it." The old monk said.
"The Eight Desolations Monument is indeed mysterious, but what can be understood from it varies from person to person. Some people can learn wonderful magic from it, while others will sink into it, become possessed, and lose their lives."
"Well, the poor monk also heard news that the man wanted to seize the Qi of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land for his own use."
"Oh?" The Taoist raised his head after hearing this, with a surprised look on his face.
"He has already mastered the Four Symbols Divine Pill. One pill entered the Immortal Realm, and he has a life span of three hundred years. This is not enough. Could it be that King Zhennan told you this news?"
"Exactly." The old monk nodded.
"Haha," the Taoist laughed, "This King of Zhennan..."
"That person has given an order that during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the vassal kings from all over the world will come to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit. Do you think they can return to their fiefdoms after they have gone?" The old monk picked up a chess piece, looked at the chessboard, and was undecided.
"You and I are both practitioners, so we don't need to care about trivial matters in the world."
"I think so too, but if what King Zhennan said is true, how can we stay out of it? You are better off in Emei. The sky is as high as the sky." The old monk Luozi said.
"The sky is high, huh?" The man suddenly turned his head and looked aside.
"What's wrong?"
"A distinguished guest has come to the mountains."
In the mountains, Wang Zhe looked at the big bird in front of him.
It is shaped like a crane or a peacock, but it is covered in green feathers and looks noble. It stands in the forest, staring at Laifu on the ground, and Laifu looks up at it.
"Could this be the legendary Qingluan?"
"Exactly." Gu Changfeng said with a smile.
"I didn't expect to see this legendary spiritual beast here. I always thought it was only in Kunlun." Wang Zhe looked at the divine bird that was taller than a human.
Woof woof, Laifu barked at it twice, and Qingluan chirped in response, with a clear voice.
Tuanzi, who was flying low in the sky, also landed and stared at Qingluan, looking slightly panicked.
Qingluan is a sacred bird and has a very high status among birds. This is due to the suppression of blood.
"Brother Wang, I will take you to see other places."
Gu Changfeng led Wang Zhe towards the back of the mountain.
At this moment, a monk came next to him.
"Senior Brother Gu, the leader asks you to take your distinguished guests to the Sea View Hall to meet him."
"Know."
"Brother Wang, what do you think?" Gu Changfeng did not take Wang Zhe directly, but asked him for his opinion.
"Didn't you say that there are distinguished guests on the mountain? It's better not to disturb them." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
"The scenery of Emei is indeed extraordinary. It's a feast for the eyes. Thank you fellow Taoist, I want to go down the mountain and leave."
"Well, since you are willing to see my master, forget it, let's go somewhere else."
"Thank you. It's time for me to go down the mountain."
"Okay, I'll see you off." Gu Changfeng saw Wang Zhe down the mountain, and only returned to the mountain after seeing him go away.
I went to Guanhai Pavilion and met my master.
"Master."
"Where are the people?"
"Going down the mountain."
"Going down the mountain?"
"Well, he said he didn't want to disturb you and Zen Master Yansheng, so he went down the mountain."
"Interesting, what do you think of him?"
"It's good. I took him to see Qingluan, and Qingluan didn't respond. He shouldn't be an evil heretic." Gu Changfeng said.
"That's all." The Taoist smiled and waved his hand, and Gu Changfeng glanced at the chessboard.
"Master, you are going to lose."
"Well, really?" The Taoist looked down at the chessboard.
"It really is."
On the mountain road, Wang Zhe turned his head and glanced at Mount Emei.
"This place is really nice, Laifu. We may have to change places when we go back."
Although the place where he practiced before was pretty beautiful, it was relatively close to the city and could easily be noticed.
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