Chapter 6 Fighting for the Immortal Gate on the Dangyun Peak (1)

For ten consecutive days, Zhang Yan's cave was closed in order to break through.

However, I don't know if it is the reason why the merit has not arrived, although he also feels that he follows the meridians smoothly and freely, and a trace of vitality in the navel has become stronger, but he has never taken the step he expected.

He was a little regretful that he didn't make a breakthrough like last time, but he also knew that it was reasonable. It was three years of hard work, and it was impossible to have such good things every time.

In that case, there is no need to force it.

The path of cultivation sometimes has to be persevering and move forward bravely, sometimes it is necessary to guard against impatience and impatience, Xu Tu slowly advances, how to choose, all in his own heart, now he has no shortage of Taoist books and pills, and breaking through the realm is just around the corner, so naturally there is no need to fight for these two or three days.

Some time ago, Ai Zhongwen invited him to the puja together, but he politely refused on the grounds that his meritorious deeds were not enough.

Now that we have counted the time, the festival has been going on for more than three days, but the festival lasts for a month, so there is no need to rush even if it is to make a name for yourself.

At the beginning of the next day, he bathed and changed his clothes, calmly cleaned up, changed into a cloud-patterned dark robe, and after being ready, Shi Shiran walked towards Dangyun Peak.

Dangyun Peak is the sixth peak of Cangwu Mountain, there is a view named Shangze View, covers an open area, among which the waterfall and flowing spring are unique in the scenery of the eighteen peaks, it is to be used as the Dharma dojo of this time, he walks between the mountain roads, looks at it, the disciples of each faction come and go endlessly, all are Eguan Bo belt, the big sleeves are fluttering, a dusty atmosphere.

About an hour later, he came to the gate of Shangze Guanshan.

According to the practice of the puja, the head mountain gate is divided into three door holes, on which the words "heaven", "earth" and "people" are written respectively, "heaven gate" has always been for the proprietor's disciples to step on, "earth gate" is for the disciples of the participating factions to pass through, and the "human gate" is reserved for the princes and nobles, and the people of the official eunuchs and nobles come and go.

Zhang Yan is a disciple of Shanyuanguan, of course, he has to enter from the "Heavenly Gate", he showed the bronze token, and the boy naturally did not dare to stop him, and let the others enter the mountain gate.

It's just that he just stepped into the mountain gate, but someone stretched out his hand to stop him, and said coldly: "Slow down, where are you a disciple?"

Zhang Yan took a look and found that the person standing in front of him was a Taoist aunt who was about thirty years old, holding a whisk in her hand, with white skin and beautiful appearance, but this Dao aunt had flying eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a straight nose like a man, and she could see at a glance that she was a character with a strong personality.

Zhang Yan gave a disciple salute to Dao Gu and said, "Disciple Shanyuan views Zhang Yan. ”

"Are you Zhang Yan?" This Dao Gu seemed to have heard of Zhang Yan's name, looked him up and down, and said: "I heard that you are proficient in etching, then let me ask you, what is the source of the word 'Xianghe'?"

Zhang Yan didn't think about it, and immediately said: "From "Yutu Xinshuo", it was written by Kong Lan, a scattered person a hundred years ago. ”

"New Sayings of Pictures and Pictures" is a travelogue, and "Elephant River" is one of the stories.

It is said that in the ancient barbaric period, there was a group of villagers at the foot of the pickaxe mountain, due to the scarcity of water, the villagers relied on a spiritual stream to survive, but this spiritual stream was intermittent every day, and the villagers were miserable. Because it was common for ten elephants to frolic in the stream, it was thought that it was the fault of the elephants, and after repeated unsuccessful drives, the ten elephants were hunted and killed, so the stream was unobstructed.

But the villagers don't know that there is actually a giant snake cultivation upstream, every time the giant snake comes down to drink water, the elephant comes forward to drive it away, as soon as the elephant dies, the giant snake has no one to control, and after cultivating to the essence, it will go down the mountain to eat people every day, so the villagers are scattered.

Dao Gu stared at Zhang Yan's eyes and said, "Since you know, let me ask you again, if you are that villager, what should you do?"

The original purpose of this story is to warn cultivators not to be confused by the appearance in front of them during the cultivation process, but to trace the cause and find a proper way to deal with it.

Some disciples believe that although the water flows intermittently, the villagers can always survive, so they should maintain the status quo and endure it; some disciples believe that the villagers can kill both elephants and giant snakes, and should go upstream to kill the giant snakes; and some disciples think that the villagers do not know the cause and can only be remedied afterwards, so they should push one person out every day to feed the snakes.

In short, the answers are bizarre, and they are not included.

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, and immediately replied without hesitation: "Just kill an elephant." ”

Dao Gu's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Why?"

Zhang Yan said in a deep voice: "Although there are ten elephants today, if they are allowed to multiply, they will still be like this tomorrow? There are many elephants, and one day the Lingxi will be cut off, so the elephants cannot but be killed; the ten elephants can chase the big snake, which shows that the ethnic group is in a strong position, and one more head or one less head has nothing to do with the overall situation, the water flow is originally intermittent, and the one less head will be smoother a lot, and the villagers can live, and the big snake will not come out to swallow people. ”

There was no standard answer to this story, and Dao Gu was expressionless, got out of the way, and said, "You can go in." ”

Zhang Yan arched his hand, lifted the hem of his robe, stepped over the threshold, and strode inside.

Not long after he left, a young girl flashed out of the side door next to Dao Gu, who was Zhao Yuan's sister Zhao Ying.

She grabbed Aunt Dao's arm and shook it, complaining: "Uncle Shi, why did you let that thief pass the test so easily? Last time he caused my eldest brother to vomit blood, I haven't settled accounts with him!"

Dao Gu touched Zhao Ying's head and said dotingly: "Do you know how your master answered when the master asked your master this question?"

Zhao Ying was aroused by curiosity and said, "What did Master say?"

"Kill an elephant. ”

Zhao Ying was surprised: "My master also answered like this?"

"At that time, your master was also very satisfied, and later I asked your master the reason, and your master said that this answer is because nine is the extreme number, ten is more, more is overflowing, less is perfect, this is the way of heaven, so you have to kill an elephant. Dao Gu sighed and said: "Zhang Yan's thoughts, secretly in line with the way of heaven, such a person's future achievements are immeasurable, if you don't get rid of him now, you can't easily offend, do you understand?"

Zhao Ying nodded as if she didn't understand.

Dao Gu stared into the distance, as if she was thinking deeply about something.

In fact, what Master Zhao Ying said that day was not "killing an elephant", but "leaving nine elephants", although there is no essential difference between "one kill" and "one stay", but the heart and bearing revealed are completely different, it can be seen from the answer that Zhang Yan is decisive, but he is cautious, but when he said this sentence, he was murderous, his eyes were like lightning, and this momentum made her feel cold.

Although she is not as proficient in Yili as her senior brother, she can also see that Zhang Yan has a great cause and effect, and she can't help but sigh, I don't know if such a person is a blessing or a curse to stay on Cangwu Mountain?

After Zhang Yan stepped into the mountain gate, he walked all the way to the second mountain gate. But he didn't know that in the past three days, the beginner disciples of the Mingcang faction had been blocked by a young man from the Guangyuan faction on the "Heavenly Gate" road, and none of them could reach the top of the Sanshan Gate.

Three years ago, the lower house of the Nanhua faction was the proprietor of the puja, and the Mingcang faction had a beginner disciple named Chen Feng at that time, whose sister worshiped a Nanhua sect master ten years ago, and then died tragically for unknown reasons, the inside story is unknown, in short, the two families have been at odds with each other since then.

Chen Feng took advantage of the time when the Dharma was held, blocking the "Heavenly Gate" road, and repeatedly threatened to compete with the disciples of the Nanhua School.

Originally, there was a saying that if you cross the mountain gate, as long as you feel that you are skilled, you can stop any fellow Taoist on the way to cross the mountain gate, so as to make a name for yourself, whether you win or lose, it is a beautiful conversation, so the disciples of the Nanhua faction do not care.

After that, whether it was interpreting the etching text or competing skills, all the disciples of the Nanhua faction were defeated by Chen Feng one by one, and no one would blame him if he saw it, but he still insisted on refusing to let go of the mountain road, saying that he wanted to block the disciples of the Nanhua faction on the mountain road until the end of the festival.

In this way, some people can't see it, the Guangyuan faction has always been friendly with the Nanhua faction, and more than a dozen disciples came up to theorize, zuihou finally couldn't help but do it, who knew that although Chen Feng was only one person, he was an enemy, not only did he not fall behind, but he also beat them to the head and bleed, zuihou even said that the disciples of the Guangyuan faction were not allowed to pass.

After a month, none of the disciples of the Nanhua faction and the Guangyuan faction were able to reach the top of the Sanshan Gate, which caused the lower courts of the two factions to lose face, so they have been holding a grudge, and this time it was the turn of the Mingcang faction to be the proprietor, which was the disciple of the two factions This is to deliberately find face, and those who know that there is a festival in the sect deliberately pretend to be deaf and dumb, only to ignore.

After Chen Feng returned to the mountain three years ago, he opened the immortal vein and went to the upper courtyard to practice, with his current status, it was naturally impossible for him to come here again, but when he left, he left this evil result to the lower courtyard.

In the side hall of the mountain gate, there are now more than 20 beginner disciples of the lower courtyard of the Mingcang faction, these people are all from the Xuanmen family, and they usually have their own circle, so in the eyes of the disciples of Cangwu Mountain, they only hear their names and do not see their people. ,

At this time, the name of Zheng Xun is the eldest disciple of the lower courtyard of the Dexiu Temple, the oldest among the people, and the highest cultivation, but this person has a peaceful personality and is not good at fighting with others.

In the first two days, Mo Yuan blocked the road, saying that he didn't take this matter to heart when he said that he was going to fight against Wen, but until today, there is still no disciple who can reach the top of the Three Mountain Gate, and he found out that something was wrong, knowing that this was the Guangyuan faction to retaliate, and if he waited, the Mingcang faction was the proprietor but no one was at the peak, which was really embarrassing. So he gathered all the beginner disciples together to discuss countermeasures.

Zheng Xun sighed and said, "Although Senior Brother Mo Yuan of the Guangyuan Sect is still young, I heard that the interpretation of the etching text is only between fingers, and now I have sent Senior Brother Ma and Senior Brother Zhen to fight against him, whether he can win or not, and wait for the result." ”

After a while, a young man walked in from behind the side hall, bowed to the surrounding disciples, and said with a gloomy expression: "Senior brother, my skills are not as good as others, I can only hope for Senior Brother Zhen, I am ashamed." ”

The crowd was silent.

About a moment later, a boy came in and reported: "Senior brothers, Senior Brother Zhen has fainted. ”

All the disciples looked at each other, and one of them stood up and said coldly: "Could it be that Mo is invincible, so he uses force?"

The boy hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Mo fainted, just because his mind was exhausted. ”

The man snorted and sat down again, they were eager to do it, but the Guangyuan faction sent a thirteen-year-old boy this time, and in strong words, this reputation was not very good.

Zheng Xun's eyes fell on a young man in white, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, you ......"

The Senior Brother Chen waved his hand again and again, and said, "Senior Brother Zheng doesn't need to say it, Senior Brother I am also a disciple of the Chen family, so it is inconvenient to come forward in this matter." ”

Chen Feng is from the Dengyang Chen family, and Senior Brother Chen is from the Luochuan Chen family, although they are from the same lineage, but they have already separated a hundred years ago, although he said this because he didn't want to come forward and make excuses, but it was not a strong argument, Zheng Xun was not good at persecuting too much, and his eyes turned to another man with a cold face.

"Senior Brother Lin Yuanlin......"

Lin Yuan shook his head and said, "Mo Yuan is only thirteen years old, and he is not a martial artist, senior brother knows that I have always cherished feathers, don't force me." ”

Zheng Xun smiled bitterly, and asked several disciples one after another, some of them said that Mo Yuan was only a registered disciple, and he had lost his identity when he went, and he was ridiculed by others if he won; some said that they were afraid of fame and did not want to bully the small with the big; and some said that they had been practicing too hard recently, which had led to a lack of mental exhaustion and a lack of strength.

In a word, no one wants to go.

In fact, they also know the name of Mo Yuan's prodigy, and they also saw that the two disciples were defeated just now, and they may not be able to win, not to mention, and if they lose, they will lose face with the family, as for the honor and disgrace of the sect, it is naturally not comparable to the reputation of the family, so they would rather spend it here than come out.

Ai Zhongwen was in the last seat at this time, and couldn't help but shake his head when he heard these words, such a stalemate, when will it be over? Could it be that the face of the Mingcang faction is really gone?

He thought for a moment, stood up and said loudly: "Senior Brother Zheng, I know that there is a person in the Shanyuan Sect who has profound attainments in etching texts, and he will definitely be better than Mo Yuan!"

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PS: Depressed, I wanted to make a small change, but I didn't expect to lead the whole body, the more I change, the more I change, this chapter owes, and it will be made up.