The smoke locks the mountains, and Wuyi Mountain is on the edge of the surging mist. In the previous life, my master once said that, wherever you look, these 100,000 mountains are all the old places of the master.
Yindong is unknown, but there are still people in Wuyi Mountain. After crossing the Wuyi Mountains, there are no people. There are only fogs that cannot be melted for many years, and the roars of beasts that rise and fall. No matter how brave or old hunters are in the local area, they dare not cross the depths of Wuyi Mountain.
This Wuyi Mountain is not the Wuyi Mountain, which is the famous mountains of the three religions. It is very far apart, but it has also left some Taoist temples and temple sites for the residence of Yuliu Chan family since the Qin and Han Dynasties. Of course, its reputation is incomparable to that of Wuyi Mountain.
The river falling from Yindong connects with the underground river deep in Wuyi Mountain, and the underground river leads to the depths of the 100,000 mountains.
Upstream from the water, Yin Dong felt that the water temperature in the river was gradually lowering, but his mood became warmer, because it means that the underground river is not far away. From here, go up the shore, walk along the mountain, and reach the top of the mountain, you can see the broken Taoist temple.
Yin Dong's little heart beat like an unprecedented wild posture, and he couldn't help but think about it in his mind.
Could it be that his so-called past life was caused by his own fantasy?
Yin Dong began to doubt his life. For a moment, he was soaked in the river and did not dare to float to the surface. Unexpectedly, a slightly fat boy came by the river with a homemade fishing rod on his hand. He saw a water whirlpool on the surface of the river. When he swung the fishing rod, the fish hook directly entered the water from the water whirlpool and hooked Yin Dong's body.
There was no bait on the hook, and the sharp fishing tip penetrated Yin Dong's clothes on his shoulder and caught him. The boy pulled it hard, but it didn't pull it up, raised his eyebrows and muttered excitedly: "Wuliang, that Heavenly Lord, such a big fish, Master Dao is so angry!"
"Fatty, it's so noisy!"
The familiar sound was simply a heavenly sound, which made Yin Dong feel overjoyed. It was not a illusion, but a real thing. Before this fat man entered the sect, he often came to the mountain to eat and drink, and always liked to call himself Taoist.
With a "wow" sound, Yin Dong jumped out of the water directly, and jumped to the shore with wet body.
The boy on the shore fell out in fear and turned over again. When he shrank into the grass next to him regardless of his butt, he said tremblingly: "Wuliang, that Heavenly Lord Wuliang has a water ghost! Dao Master has a ghost-expressing talisman, you... don't come over... go and find the old Taoist priest. That old liar cheated and deceived many people. You are here to seek revenge on him, right?"
Yin Dong laughed loudly, his face was flowing, not sure if it was water or tears. He took two steps forward, kicked the boy's fat butt, and scolded, "Damn fat man, don't be nervous, go, go back to the Taoist temple. Are the old liars there?"
"I was not here just now, and now I don't know. The old liar is elusive. Master Ghost, go yourself... Hey, go back to the Taoist temple, are you also from the Taoist temple?"
The young man finally realized it and sucked the smell of words. He turned to look at it and found that it was a human, not a water ghost. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he looked up and down again, and asked in confusion: "Wuliang, the Heavenly Lord, Dao Master, have you never seen you before?"
"Let's go, fat man, you take advantage of the old liar who is not in the Taoist temple and cheats the pilgrims' money a lot, so you want to treat him." Yin Dong smiled and pulled up the fat man whose body shape had been developing horizontally.
"How do you know?" the fat man asked in shock.
"Guess?" Yin Dong gave him a mysterious smile and pulled him to the trail up the mountain.
In his previous life, this young man was taken to the disciple by the old liar master, and he was his junior brother. The fat man's family was in the Wang family village at the foot of the mountain, named Wang Yan. Now it is not far from the time when the stepmother drove him out of the house. At that time, the fat man would go to the Taoist temple to eat and drink until the master also brought the fat man into the disciple.
This life is naturally different.
Not a mysterious shell, his talent is not as good as that of a fat man. Now he has stepped into the threshold of cultivation. Even if the fat man is a little late, with his help, the fat man's cultivation speed will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
As for whether the fat man will be blocked from the threshold... it does not exist. Fat man practiced the old liar's scammer's skills in his previous life and could achieve the bone-tempering mirror. He practiced the "True Explanation of the Dragon" in this life, and also provided unlimited resources on the gray island, so all problems were not a problem.
Especially the fat man's blood sword in his previous life had been killed by him. The fat man's destined death disaster was resolved in advance by him. The fat man could definitely jump into the dragon gate and shine.
Yin Dong's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but whistle to the sky.
On the top of the mountain, in front of the Taoist temple that had been half-destroyed and collapsed, the old jujube tree with branches and leaves was hung with green jujubes, and the heavy branches fell down on the old Taoist bun under the tree.
I don’t know how long it took for the old Taoist robe to wash it. There was still eye booze hanging in the corner of my eyes. I was holding a worn radio in my hand, rustling, and there was an advertisement for some nutrient solution playing inside. The signal was bad and the sound was intermittent.
The old Taoist priest stood here and could not see the situation at the foot of the mountain, but at the moment when Yin Dong came out of the water, he said in a silence: "The dragon comes out of the water, hehe..."
The old Taoist smile looked a little vulgar. A little monkey on the tree grabbed a date and smashed it at him.
"A bad beast! Don't be rude..."
Halfway through the conversation, the old Taoist seemed to have sensed something, and he held the radio and turned back to the Taoist temple.
Soon, Yin Dong and the fat man Wang Yan came up. Seeing the monkey on the tree, Yin Dong couldn't help but smile brightly on his face, and waved his hand and said, "Little Golden Retriever, come down, senior brother will take you down the mountain to eat meat!"
Wang Yan said: "The little golden retriever eats vegetarian food, but not meat."
"You know what's wrong! Are monkeys who don't eat meat called monkeys?" Yin Dong retorted.
In fact, the little golden retriever in his previous life was originally a monkey who did not eat meat, but after he entered the sect, he turned it into a monkey who ate meat and drank with them.
The little golden retriever's agile eyes turned, jumped directly from the tree, and landed on Yin Dong's shoulder, squeaking, as if expressing agreement.
"Damn it! How can this wild monkey listen to you? Wuliang, the Heavenly Lord, how many times has come to Dao Master been? This monkey doesn't like to answer and scratches Dao Master. What kind of magical operation are you doing?" Wang Yan couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"Character problem." Yin Dong laughed and walked towards the Taoist temple. When he was at the gate, he stopped and looked at the ruined Taoist temple with most of the plaques broken. For a moment, he was filled with mixed feelings and couldn't help but bend his knees and kneel down straight.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
Chapter completed!