Chapter 84 Qinglan Three Treasures - Haijun Zhenren
Facing the ruins of the Voldemort Hall, in front of the five new graves close to the edge of the cliff, the kneeling down did not say a word from beginning to the end. But anyone can feel the pain from the bottom of his heart from the tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.
Maybe mortals will say that immortals are free and easy and will not be sad because of anything! However, it is precisely because he is a monk, a monk who thinks that he can transcend life and death by hard practice. For the fairy who raised him and passed it on to Xiuzhen Avenue, he has the same respect and love as a father. Now his relatives who could not have died have left, and they will really feel more grief than mortals!
Jiao Zhuo and other five people who came to this Voldemort Hall before also stood aside silently. Only Ling Yi, who had scolded Mu Yunfei before, stared at the five tombstones in a daze, and her eyes seemed very confused. Since her master Feiling was poisoned, she had never stretched her eyebrows, and now she was even more entangled.
After a group of disciples in the Fumoyuan worshipped the immortals and other "five elders in Maoshan", Jiao Zhuo came forward to leave. Judging from the lukewarm attitude of Jiao Zhuo, Jiao Zhuo's reputation in the world of cultivation is obviously not very good.
After sending away the five people, the disciples left behind began to rebuild the Fumoyuan under the unified arrangement of the meeting! Most of the buildings in the Voldemort Academy have been destroyed. Even if they have not been destroyed, I'm afraid they are no less than the dangerous buildings!
Just as the Fumoyuan was under construction and hundreds of wastes were waiting to rise, Mu Yunfei was already on the edge of a wide and long river at the junction of China and Xianbei.
After stretching out his hands and holding the cold and piercing river water and applying it to his face, Mu Yunfei casually found a relatively flat rock and sat down. Looking at the clear river in front of him, his depression in his chest has suddenly decreased a lot in the past few days.
Looking north along the river, you can already see the faint shadow of the two mountains opposite the river. This is called Zhuyan Mountain on the left bank, and the right bank of the river is the destination of Mu Yunfei's trip, Feiyan Mountain!
After a little adjustment of the aura consumed by constantly rushing on the road for several days, Mu Yunfei stood up. Just as he was about to go to Feiyan Mountain, an old but loud singing sound came into his ears from far and near.
How many people know right and wrong in the world!
People are bitter and happy
It's all boundless, and the sky will be pitiful?
The strong have their own loneliness, and the dragonfly has to shake the tree.
Don't ask me why? The way of heaven is far and near!
Life is like a dream like a cloud, drunk and smiling.
Heaven and earth are also old,
The floating clouds are finally washed up with the waves.
If you taste all kinds of flavors, how can you break the coldness and warmth of human feelings?
Cause and effect are entangled, how can the grudge be absent? Weier wanders around the world alone, why not accompany me to play in the world...
When did Mu Yunfei hear such free and easy words? Now he became interested in the person who sang this song, so he simply sat down again and waited for it!
This is an old man with more than armor. The temples are a little white. Although he is dressed in gray coarse cloth, he probably looks very clean because he often changes. The old man held a brown crutch in his hand and looked dusty all the way.
From the appearance alone, the elderly are not much different from ordinary rural elderly people. But at this moment, Mu Yunfei stood up with a respectful face.
From the appearance of the old man to now, it is less than three feet away from Mu Yunfei. It seems that it is slowly moving step by step, but the speed is almost in the blink of an eye! This description seems to be very contradictory, but it is true. If you look carefully, you will find that the old man's feet have not touched the ground and have always kept an inch away. It's as if the old man walked on the real flat ground.
You should know that Reiki is a continuous cycle, qualitative and invisible thing. It can't be controlled like a supercomputer. But the old man in front of him can keep the aura in a constant state when using the sky-off technique. This alone is not what Mu Yunfei can do. In other words, even those golden elixir masters in the current world of cultivation can't do it! So Mu Yunfei can imagine the old man's real cultivation without guessing, and he must be the immortal of the Yuanying period!
Just when Mu Yunfei sighed in his heart, the old man didn't know when he had stood side by side with him. The old man raised his stick and pointed to the river in front of him and said with a smile:
"Young man, do you know the name of this river?"
"Please give me some advice!"
Mu Yunfei leaned forward slightly, with a little curiosity and expectation on his face, and looked attentive. The old man smiled and did not say anything, but turned to face the vast river in front of him and meditated, as if he was recalling something. From the old man's eyes like eagles, Mu Yunfei seemed to feel his happiness, sadness and joy.
It was a long time ago, in ancient times, there was a small village at the foot of Nazhuyan Mountain on the other side, because everyone there took the sea as their surname, so it was called Haicun!
In the barbaric era, in addition to planting some fruit trees and cultivating some non-toxic edible fungi, the village was a fisherman who relied on the river to eat the river. In their eyes, this river, which has nurtured countless generations, is much more valuable than their own *.
There is a young man born with divine power in the village called Haiyun! He is not only good at planting and fishing in the village, but also can weave good fishing nets like the women in the village who grow in weaving. Haiyun is enthusiastic. As long as anyone needs help, he will be the first to stand up!
Although life is very difficult, the whole village fished together, and a large group that is not a family is better than a family.
On a late autumn day, the villagers of Haicun were busy piling up the grain stored in each family and the fish dried in the river on the open space in the village to prepare for the upcoming severe winter together.
At this time, the wind was strong, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. When the villagers were shocked by the strange phenomena they had never seen in this season, the rainstorm had poured down from the dark sky.
If it's just a rainstorm, just put things away. However, in this sudden storm, a monster with horns, red pupils, hair all over his body and claws appeared. The villagers had been stunned and did not know how to resist. They watched the long-haired monster take away all the food and dried fish used in the village for the winter.
Haiyun, known as Hercules, has never dared to forgive himself and even felt extremely ashamed because he did not stand up to resist. The whole village persuaded each other to fruitlessly. Looking at the sea clouds that were getting thinner and thinner day by day, everyone had to shake their heads and sigh.
The harsh winter without grass came in a blink of an eye, and the villagers who lost their food had to work together to smash a big hole in the frozen river for thousands of miles, so they could only fish to survive. But after all, the harvest is too little, and many old and weak people are starved to death because they don't have enough to eat!
On the same day of late autumn, the long-haired monster came to the village again and took away all the food again. This time, Haiyun had no fear and did not retreat. In order to stop starving to death, Haiyun stepped forward to fight with the monster, but the result could be thought about even with his toes!
Although Haiyun did not die in the end, the monster crushed all the bones of his body. It turned out that when the monster saw that weak and incompetent human beings dared to resist themselves, they happened to kill chickens and monkeys. In front of the monkey-like villagers, Haiyun was lucky to be the chicken! And the villagers were really afraid and couldn't hold themselves, so they had to obediently meet all the requirements put forward by the monster!
The sea cloud, which was no longer able to move, suddenly disappeared one night, and everyone guessed that it was the monster that the sea cloud that resisted it.
Year after year, the village will be robbed by monsters every year. Finally, one day, everyone can't stand it anymore! When the monster came again, the villagers picked up everything at hand as a weapon and learned to fight with the monster like sea clouds. However, how can those simple hoes be opponents of monsters? The villagers are ruthlessly harvested by the claws of monsters like straw.
Just as the villagers kept howling and fleeing under the claws of monsters, and when the children cried loudly for their parents' death, with a bolt from the blue, a powerful god with a huge axe and golden armor appeared in the sky.
After fighting with the monster for a while, the originally fierce monster was finally cut off its head by the huge axe in the hand of the golden armor god! In the continuous cheers of the rescued villagers, the golden armor god took off his helmet, revealing his original face. He was not the golden armor god, but the sea cloud that disappeared for no reason a few years ago!
It turned out that Haiyun was not abduction by monsters, but was saved by a powerful monk on Feiyan Mountain across the river. The monk was deeply moved by Haiyun's practice, so he taught him everything he had learned.
After saving the villagers and healing their injuries, Haiyun finally decided to leave despite the efforts of the villagers! He will step on thousands of mountains and rivers to understand the way in his heart. But before he left, he accepted a highly qualified orphan in the village as a disciple and took him to Feiyan Mountain to teach him carefully. This orphan was Hai Junzhen, the founder of the Feiyan School!
Because of the help of Haiyun, the villagers on both sides of Haiyun and the Dajiang River have lived a happy life in the past, so everyone called this river "Haiyun River" in memory of Haiyun!
After listening to the old man describe the legendary origin of Haiyunjiang, Mu Yunfei was deeply impressed by Haiyun's fearless spirit of daring to fight against strong enemies for the villagers. However, when the old man mentioned the name Haiyun, Mu Yunfei always felt as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it!
After a long time, Mu Yunfei, who recovered, quickly bowed to the old man and said:
"Mu Yunfei, the younger generation, hasn't you asked the name of the predecessor yet?"
"Mu Yunfei, good name! Then I'll call you Yunfei! Ha ha, if you don't mention it, I will really forget my name! Well, my name is Sea sun!"
Real sea thaya? How can it be! Mu Yunfei unconsciously stepped back half a step, his eyes stared like the copper bell, pointed to the old man's hand and trembled disobediently, and screamed unbelievably:
"Are you Hai Jun, the founder of the Feiyan School?"