Chapter 4 Firstshang kong Lun Mountain 1

On the way back to Niujia Village, Zhao Xuan has been thinking about the old man just now. A big living person disappeared out of thin air. He said that he was a Taoist priest in Konglun Mountain. Is it possible that the Taoist priests are so powerful? Since childhood, Zhao Xuan has always had a god-like figure in his heart, which is Niu Xiaopang's father Niu Gen. Before seeing the old man disappear out of thin air, he was the most powerful person Zhao Xuan had ever seen. Once, he saw Niu Gen save a child who fell into the water from the river, and his agile toes walked on the river like dragonflies. Since then, in Zhao Xuan's heart, he has ignited infinite longing and yearning for immortal cultivation. If Aunt Hua hadn't firmly opposed it, he would have gone over Lunshan with Niu Xiaopang six months ago.

"Hey! I don't know what happened to the fat man?"

"Xuan'er, come here and tell you something." I heard Aunt Hua's shouts from afar.

"Here it comes."

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xuan saw a cloth package on the wooden table and remembered the old man's words, "Just go back. Now your aunt has even packed the package up the mountain for you."

"Take this over Lun Mountain, and your Uncle Niu Gen is waiting outside!" Aunt Hua handed over a package.

"What are you doing up the mountain?"

"I don't have time to tell you. Uncle Niu Gen will naturally tell you."

Sure enough, "It seems that the old man didn't lie to me, and I don't know how he used to convince Aunt Hua? I can't control so much, haha! Konglun Mountain, I'm coming!"

"Xuan'er, hello! Hello! What do you think you are laughing at?"

"Oh, no. Auntie, I'll go!" Zhao Xuan picked up the cloth and flew out like a swallow.

"This stupid child. I'm so happy to go up the mountain to be a gardener. Aunt Hua shook her head with a smile, showing a loving expression.

She folded her hands to face the sky, "Sir, you must bless the young master in heaven."

At the foot of Konglun Mountain, a middle-aged man and a teenager stood in front of the stone steps. The light rain in March, with traces of rain on the old stone steps, winding to the mountain, with green trees and overgrown with weeds on both sides of the road.

"Let's take a break at the foot of the mountain first!"

The two found a clean stone and sat down. Zhao Xuan put down the heavy package and lifted his sleeves to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

Konglun looks quite close to Niujia Village, but there is a mountain in the middle. To get to Konglun Mountain, you have to climb over this mountain. The two went out in the evening and rushed to the foot of the mountain the next morning.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking at the mountain, you can faintly see a tall tower-shaped building standing in the misty fog. A morning bell came from the mountain, and the crisp sound of metal impact was like an empty valley. The heart was relaxed and happy, and all the distractions were removed.

"This is Konglun Mountain." Zhao Xuan's heart was full of blood at the thought of seeing all kinds of masters and reuniting with the Niu Xiaopang brothers.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain!

The stone steps up the mountain were very long, and the two were exhausted after climbing for a long time.

"No, my feet are sore. Take a break." Zhao Xuan looked at Niu Gen with a begging face and refused to leave.

"Good boy, you can't go this way." Niu Gen had no choice but to stop and rest.

"Uncle Niu Gen, how many levels are these stone steps so long?"

"Not much, 8,000 levels."

"Ah." Zhao Xuan's mouth opened into an O-shaped, 8,000-level, which is light to say. For those who have a foundation of light skills, 8,000 is nothing, but for a person without a foundation, the ladder to the sky is not so long!

"It's okay. You don't have to climb to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is where the temple "Enter Tianfeng" is located, and idle people are not allowed to wait for it. Let's just go to Ziyunguan. About half of the journey, 4,000 levels.

Four thousand levels, that will also kill people.

"Good job, Uncle Niu."

"Uncle Niu, good morning."

Along the way, people kept greeting Niu Gen, wearing a unified gray Taoist robe, and seemed to be a disciple of Konglun Mountain. These people either walk or jump, and occasionally see a few people flying directly and taking a breeze down the mountain.

"Can people fly?" Zhao Xuan was unbelievable and his eyes were stunned.

"What's the matter of flying? Disciples with a foundation of light skills will fly.

"Uncle Niu Gen, why don't you fly?"

"Stupid boy, what should I do if I fly you? Do you know how to get to Ziyunguan?

"So I'm a burden!"

"What do you think! Haha!"

"No, I want to climb the mountain faster. I can't show it to others." Zhao Xuan thought to himself, "When I arrive at Ziyunguan, I will be the first to learn light kung fu, and I am better than you." He accelerated the pace of climbing the mountain.

"It's here."

The two climbed more than 4,000 stone steps and walked a path on the left for a long time before reaching a building. This is the "Purple Cloud View". The ancient brown wall, the eaves carved by dragons and phoenixes on the wall are staggered. There is a pair of plaques with black characters on a yellow background hanging in the center of the eaves, and the dragon flying phoenix dances with the three big words "Purple Cloud View". In the middle, there is a gate, two small gates on the left and right, and a cobblestone path extends from the gate.

"Wait here for me, and I'll go in and report to Brother Zhang."

In a short time, two people came out of the gate of Ziyunguan. One after the road, Niu Gen led the way, followed by a middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe, with a Taiji pattern in the middle of the robe, floating out of the dust.

"Come on, I haven't seen Uncle Zhang of Ziyunguan." Niu Gen looked at Zhao Xuan and said.

"I met Uncle Zhang."

"Don't be polite. From now on, you can live with other disciples of Konglun Mountain! Anyway, there are many places. Brother Niu, take him to Fangmuyuan to familiarize himself with the environment.

"Yes, Brother Zhang."

Niu Gen bowed to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man had a solemn look from beginning to end. He said a few words and went back.

"Xiao Zhao, this is Uncle Zhang Jifeng of Konglun Mountain, who is the general manager of the daily affairs of Ziyunguan. He is serious, but very decent. You just need to salute when you see him in the future. Don't be too restrained. Well, I'll take you to Fangmu Garden first, and then take you to the place to arrange accommodation in the disciple's dormitory area. Come with me!"

"Uncle Gen, where is Fangmu Garden? What are we going there for?"

"That's where you will do things in the future. From tomorrow, you will take care of all the plants and trees in Fangmu Garden, but you have to work hard!"

Where to do things? Do I take care of all the plants and trees? Uncle Gen, Xuan'er is stupid. Can you make it clear?

"Stupid boy, Fangmu Garden is a place where herbs are grown on Konglun Mountain. Your task is to take care of these flowers and plants every day. What? Didn't Aunt Hua tell you before she came here?

"Ah!"

Zhao Xuan was about to cry. After a long time, it turned out that he came up the mountain to be a gardener, and he was excited for nothing.

"Your aunt said that you have not touched the spring water since you were a child, and it is impossible for you to work in the field. You are not the material to do a small business in the village. She saw that you were usually interested in fiddling with flowers and plants, so she asked me to do this job for you on Konglun Mountain. You should work hard in the future and don't let down your aunt's painstaking efforts. Ah! Can you remember?"

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Xuan looked depressed. It was not his intention to be a gardener, and it was not his interest to play with flowers and plants. In the closed village of Niujia Village, there is really nothing to do. Usually, some flowers and plants are just to kill time, which is really helpless. It's all because of the old man, who patted his chest in the woods that day and said this to him. I don't know what the old man did, but Aunt Hua agreed to let him go up the mountain, but not to practice Taoism, but to work. Thinking of this, he was extremely depressed.