Qian Yiqun has become a habit of being pulled back and forth by this magic weapon, so he accepts it calmly.

Of course, this is a joke.

In fact, Qian Yiqun's mind is enlightened, and he has a vague understanding of what Tao is, what Taoist is, and what true Taoist is. A saint who can open up such a peaceful and peaceful world will never be able to set up many mechanisms and set up fatal traps. Because even if he has a little bit of such murderous intention and ambition, his path to tranquility will be broken.

On the contrary, don’t expect such a saint to leave any magical treasures and secrets to learn from later generations. For such a supreme person who is stepping on the middle line of the yin and yang fish, all things have their own trajectories, and any intervention is a loss of virtue and unlawfulness.

Qian Yiqun stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the sky. The sun and moon shine in the sky, and it was indeed another world. Looking down at the ground, there were oily grass at his feet, mixed with unknown small flowers, filled with fragrance. In front of him were seven majestic peaks. Because he had seen the whole picture of this fairyland from outside, he recognized the thin and shorter mountain in the middle at a glance.

It is the green hill.

When I looked outside, the green mountains were covered with moss. When I arrived in front of me, I realized that the peak, which was hundreds of feet high, was covered with dense forests.

The two large Han Li characters, which are huge and unparalleled, have long been polished by time, and green vines are crawling at the corners. Qian Yiqun stepped out a small path between the green grass and walked up the mountain.

When I just walked around Shanyin, I saw a gurgling stream and a cave, which could help people. Qian Yiqun was very childlike and crawled into the cave.

Although the entrance of the cave is small, the universe is vast inside, which is larger than the top platform of the Sanmao Peak. The wall of the cave is flickering, shining naturally, moist and cool, and there is also a hole diameter circling up.

Qian Yiqun walked up and walked along the path in the cave. After a long journey, after three twists and turns, the light in front of him turned out to be at the end of the cave.

It is already extremely high, about ten feet from the ground, and outside the entrance of the cave is a platform of fifty steps, with the same green grass and green trees, and the air is as clear as if it is washed.

From here you can see the foot of the mountain with the word "Luan", but there is no path to go up.

Qian Yiqun took two deep breaths, looked up at the top of the mountain with his neck, and said intently: Yes, when you reach the realm of a saint, you may not have to walk to the mountain. But... who said there is no way out? He stepped forward and pulled the vines wrapped around the mountain. I don’t know how many years it has grown, and it is unbreakable. Qian Yiqun moved his spiritual ausculture, reached out to hold the old vine, and climbed up on this almost vertical rock wall with the spirit ape's body movement.

The spiritual ape's body movement is originally an imitation of ape climbing. On the flat ground, you can only see the agility of turning and escaping. Only when you reach the mountains and forests can you return to your true nature. It's like walking on the flat ground.

What is better than flat ground is that when climbing, the wind is heard in the ears, every muscle and bone on the body moves, and every strand of tendon and ligament is alternately stretched, as if this vine grew into this just for people to exercise.

Qian Yiqun climbed to the top of Cuiluan Peak, with the sky light on one side and the other peak towering into the clouds on the other side. He sat on a stone and breathed calmly, feeling that the spiritual aura in his body was extremely fast, and he recovered as before. Originally, he thought that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was just an introduction to nothingness, but now he believed that the blessing of the cave heaven and earth was indeed beloved by spiritual energy.

Qian Yiqun stood up and looked at the peak of Yunqiu again. It was a strange peak full of stones. Occasionally, two grasses came out of the cracks of the rocks unwillingly and swayed with the wind. He walked to the periphery of the peak, circled around, and looked down at the scenery below. Sure enough, he saw a dry lake bed in the direction of Yuexing. From the outside, the pond was only a few deep, and only by visiting the holy realm could he see that it was a deep and vast lake.

——I wonder if I will fill up here if I add some water from outside.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself that he could not understand the principle of being a world alone here. However, he soon stopped considering this issue, and a bigger question was placed in front of him.

How to get out.

At that time, he could come in with a call from Cuiluan, but no matter how he called, he would not react at all. It was really a model of one-way traffic.

Qian Yiqun knew that this time he was terrible. Thinking about it, there was nothing on his body. If he was trapped here, life would be very difficult. The only benefit was that he had just eaten his fill and had a day to find food.

He had life experience on Qionglong Mountain and knew that any green mountain was a treasure house and there was always something to eat. And because of the lessons of Cao Bianjiao, he did not dare to easily touch the fruit he didn't know.

From the top of Cuiluan Peak, Qian Yiqun drank some water in the mountain stream to replenish the water, and then began his journey to survive in Gushan.

Speaking of which, as long as you are in this vast world, even a saint must have a body. If you have no body, there is no need for this treasure mountain. Seeing that there is no trace of human life in the Cuiluan Cave, Qian Yiqun decided to explore the other six peaks.

However, there is no Jiazi in the mountains, but there is still a rotation of the sun and the moon.

The sun was gone, the bright moon was in the sky, the sky was as blue as a curtain, the dark clouds condensed, and it soon drizzled.

Qian Yiqun finally had the foresight, ended his search in advance, rushed back to the cave under Cuiluan Peak to spend the night, just avoiding the night rain.

He bombarded the trees with his palm thunder to obtain fire. Unfortunately, the Xihe Sword and the Baihong Sword were afraid of being recognized, so they wrapped them and put them outside. At present, they could only smash stones as an axe to chop firewood. Because the grass and trees on the mountain were lush, they could not find dead branches for a while, and the fire produced smoke. If there was not a natural flue, Qian Yiqun would be smoky to death by the fire he lit.

The tongues of fire danced in the lonely cave, reflected on Qian Yiqun's face. Qian Yiqun took out all the things on his body, but found that the Baimeitu, who had always carried with him, was actually left in the bamboo box outside, and now there was no one talking.

Qian Yiqun looked at the Qingxin Bell in front of him and the seemingly ordinary copper coin of losing money and losing treasure beside the bell.

——Even if you are at peace and in a smooth and smooth manner, you cannot enter sorrow and joy.

The voice of the master suddenly sounded in Qian Yiqun's mind. This is a sentence in "The Lord of Health". The master had never said this to him, but it was clearly the voice of the master. Qian Yiqun only thought that it was because he missed his master too much, so he felt relieved. He took a deep breath and shouted to the empty cave: "The Taoist is at peace with the times and is not afraid of anything!"

"Not afraid of anything..."

"Never fear..."

"Not afraid..."

roar!

The whistling sound of thunder was like the sound of the sky, obliterating the echoes in the cave.

Qian Yiqun stood up with a trembling heart, shocked in his heart. He had never seen an animal since entering the mountain, and had not even seen an insect.

Could it be that there are monsters guarding the mountain appearing at night?

Qian Yiqun had goosebumps all over his body, held the bell in his right hand, moved to the darkness with his left hand, staring at the two entrances quietly.

The sounds are like a lion's roar or a tiger's roar, but they are different, as if they contain great sorrow and anger.

Qian Yiqun heard it for a moment and saw that the sound seemed to be coming from the lake. He had not approached for a long time, so he felt a little relieved. If it weren't for the heavy rain outside, he would have wanted to take a look. He had to praise him for his firmness and would soon be able to take off his clothes and sit safely by the bonfire, not caring about the roar like thunder.

When Qian Yiqun woke up, it was already clear outside, with the sun hanging in the sky, neither strong nor weak, warm and pleasant. Qian Yiqun stretched, only wore mid-lantern underwear and walked to the west, continuing to explore the secrets of this holy realm.

There are no birds, beasts and insects in the holy realm. Fortunately, bamboo forests are covered with bamboos at the foot of the short peaks in the west, and the rain overnight makes the bamboo shoots rise.

Qian Yiqun chiseled wood into pots and bowls, used thunder in the palm of his palm to make fire, and stewed tender bamboo shoots with stream water. Although there was no trace of seasoning, it was fresh and sweet. He found pine cones from the pine forest under the giant peaks, which were used as snacks. He found a slightly spicy little red fruit on the shore of the dry lake, and grind it into a paste for seasoning. The taste was a little light, but it was all pure natural green food. Moreover, this holy realm is full of spiritual energy, and there was no trace of human pollution, and the mountain delicacies he ate were also deeply hidden.

With food and accommodation, Qian Yiqun quickly settled down. He got up early in the morning to drink water and eat bamboo shoots, climb mountains and chop wood, and visit secret places. At noon, he went back to the cave, either to wash up in the river or roam the bell to entertain himself. At night, he meditated in the cave and was dawn.

During the first few days when Qian Yiqun arrived, he excreted foul impurities from his body every day. He was still a person who washed his muscles and marrow. He accumulated so many dirty things in just half a year. It can be seen that the "Five Turbidities End of the World" is not a waste of time. Therefore, the days here are free and quiet, and the thought of leaving here becomes increasingly weak.

After living there for a long time, Qian Yiqun also felt the climate laws of the holy realm. Here, there is wind every five days, rain every ten days, wet at night, sunny day, which is quite similar to the ancient sage kings who ruled the world in Confucian books.

The only difference is that there are no stars everywhere here, and there will always be a bright moon in the sky. The bright moon also has phases and waxing. There is a cycle of 28 days, and the moon is full three days a month. It is strange that every full moon night, it will rain heavily, and the lake will roar like thunder. Qian Yiqun wanted to see who is the sacred place, but he was always afraid and did not make a move.

On this day, Qian Yiqun calculated the day and it was the night of full moon and heavy rain. This time he was prepared, so he found a flat place at the top of Cuiluan Peak, built a rain shed, prepared food, and stayed here, making up his mind to meet this mysterious neighbor.

At night, the moonlight shines on the lake, like water condensation.

Qian Yiqun sat upright in the shed, and saw the mountain wind rising gradually. The dark clouds in the air slowly gathered around the moon, but they were not covered, just like an invisible big hand deliberately arranged it. Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the dark clouds, causing the rocks to crackle, and a stream of water vapor suddenly filled the air.

Water gradually accumulated in the dry lake. Qian Yiqun was quite strange. Although the rain was heavy, it was not so heavy. After a closer look, it turned out that the water was not rainwater, but like groundwater seeping out.

The depth of the lake is only two meters, and there are dry gravels underneath. Qian Yiqun once walked around and did not see any water source at the spring. He really couldn't figure out where the water came from.

The water quickly rose to the edge of the lake. The waves on the lake were surging, which was no less than the sea.

roar!

A long roar, dragging the trembling sound that shocked the soul, came from the lake.
Chapter completed!