Chapter 401
The Second Master Shi then gasped and said: "Outside, the platform outside is the wind tunnel of the Divine Wind. It's not considered impressive now, but every Zi and Wu hour, the gale is sharper than a bone-scraping steel knife, directly harvesting lives."
He Lingchuan wondered: "But I see that the platform has the base of a stone fence, which should be the remains of the building."
Building buildings at a high place requires first hitting the base as a fixed support. He Lingchuan didn't have time to look carefully, only knowing that those stone bases were large in scale, which shows that most of the buildings here were magnificent in the past.
"Isn't that Fengmo the demon they raised?" The Second Master Shi explained, "With the help of Fengmo, what is impressive about them building buildings here? I came here when the wind was small, and there were several steles standing on the platform. Unfortunately, the inscriptions were worn flat by wind and snow, and I couldn't see them clearly. By the way, there are two sculptures of Feng Shiye. They were carved directly on the stone mountain and wouldn't be blown down."
When the wind is weak, standing on that platform and looking down at the snow field, there must be a pride of looking at the mountains, right?
Others look at the golden peak in the sun, and you are on the golden peak.
He Lingchuan followed the Second Master Shi into the mountain road, and then discovered that the huge mountain wall blocked all the wind and snow, so there was only a small breeze behind the wall, which was like a winding finger compared to the violent cold outside.
Walking here, He Lingchuan couldn't help but oh-ho.
This Fengmo Mountain should really be renamed Lotus Peak; in fact, the mountain head is simply the shape of a lotus bud, with more than ten huge rock walls like lotus petals, blocking the empty mountain belly, and even the snowflakes falling from above are very few.
This incomparably huge mountain belly might have been half-empty originally, but the ancient immortals must have done something, carving according to the trend, and digging down more than two hundred zhang, looking like layered terraced fields.
Well, perhaps they did open terraced fields here, because He Lingchuan also saw traces of winding waterways, all of which were artificially excavated, with ditches and canals.
Thinking back then, this place might have been a scene of green, with clear springs winding around the fields.
The mountain road winds on the strange rocks and cliffs, and there are bases left by buildings everywhere. He Lingchuan saw the largest white jade beam, which was seven zhang (twenty-one meters) long, and several people couldn't surround it, and he didn't know where it rolled down, just stuck on the mountain stream stone.
It should have been installed on the roof of a large hall. But with current manpower, it is impossible to hoist it to such a steep high mountain.
It can be seen that there were buildings built along the mountain trend here, or hanging high on the cliffs, or sitting in the fields, scattered and orderly, definitely not inhabited by mortals.
At their peak, they might truly be called Qionglou Yuyu (magnificent buildings), castles in the air.
But now, not even a piece of wood has been left.
He Lingchuan stroked the mountain wall and suddenly said: "There were plants here, it should have been a warm and moist place."
Places where moss has grown for many years will leave pale green dotted traces, which are difficult to remove unless shaved flat. This mountain wall has this kind of trace.
The Heart-Protecting Mirror also said: "This place must have had a barrier!"
Even if the Piaomiao Sect domesticated Fengmo for its own use, it had to use a barrier to resist the severe cold and wind and snow, and support a greenhouse to allow plants to grow freely here. Who doesn't yearn for warmth? Even immortals wouldn't like to stay in a place that is bitterly cold all year round.
With mountains, water, houses, and fields, the peach blossom source in the mountain belly is isolated from the world.
Winning heaven with manpower, only the ancient era when immortal immortals were rampant can do it. People today standing here can only imagine the immortal demeanor and sigh at the vicissitudes of life.
The Second Master Shi shrugged: "After the spiritual energy weakened, the sect also moved to the plain. Someone came to see it and said that these are all ruins before the middle of the medieval period."
To live extraordinarily, you have to pay the price.
When you can't afford it, you have to move out.
He Lingchuan couldn't help asking: "Why did they live in an isolated place and endure the wind, snow, and severe cold?"
"See those terraced fields? You think they will plant wheat and beans like mortals?" The Heart-Protecting Mirror is good at being a teacher, "What they plant are spiritual fields, and what grows in the fields are all heaven and earth treasures! In ancient times, most of the cave heavens and blessed lands were located on high mountains. The more concentrated and pure the spiritual energy, the better the spiritual medicine planted."
"So that's it." The custom of relying on the mountains to eat the mountains has not changed from ancient times to the present, "Then aren't the immortal disciples just a bit more advanced farmers?"
Farmers plant crops, immortals plow spiritual fields, is there a difference? The mirror couldn't refute for a while: "You are right, you are right."
He Lingchuan touched something at his feet and squatted down to look: "There are sculptures here again."
I don't know where the sculpture rolled down from, four feet high, and the bottom is broken. He Lingchuan turned it over and cleared the sand and snow on it.
The sculpture is a lion-headed human body, but not in a prone position, but in a standing position.
From top to bottom, the whole body is a cylinder, and both hands are placed on the sides of the body in a regular manner, looking actually a bit Q-cute.
"This is Feng Shiye, a custom passed down from the Piaomiao Sect. To this day, villages and towns on the Gale Tundra often place Feng Shiye to drive away wind and suppress evil." The Second Master Shi pointed to the terraced fields, "Look, they often appear around fields and buildings."
It is indeed the case, and Feng Shiye sculptures are always placed near the bases of fields and buildings, some standing upright, some crouching. Some look like they were placed on the ground, and some should have been originally sitting on the roof.
And they usually appear in pairs, one big and one small.
"After the Piaomiao Sect perished, some people specially came here to steal Feng Shiye back to place them, and sometimes they could sell them for high prices. I have seen them in the market before, only the size of a palm." The Second Master Shi patted the snow on his hat, "Alas, the small ones were all hugged away, and the ones left are all big ones that can't be hugged."
He Lingchuan's attention was placed on the big hole in the mountain belly. As mentioned earlier, there was originally a gap in the mountain, and a huge stone crack seemed to run through from the mountain belly to the foot of the mountain, with the opening being one zhang wide at its widest, like a monster opening its mouth wide, enough to stuff a few He Lingchuans in.
"Look at this." The Second Master Shi grabbed a stone larger than a fist and threw it towards the stone crack.
Da da da, the stone rolled into the crack, silent and soundless.
There was not even an echo of landing, which shows the depth of the stone crack.
"Eh?" The Second Master Shi was a bit surprised and threw another stone down, still the same. "What is going on?"
"What are you performing?"
"Reasonably speaking, when the stone falls directly above the crack mouth, it no longer falls down. The wind blowing from below will support it, making it roll in place non-stop."
He pointed to the ground crack and said: "This is the source of the Zi-Wu Divine Wind. Every hour, the wind coming out of the crack will increase, reaching its peak at Zi and Wu hours, and then blow outside through the holes on the stone wall, not staying in the mountain belly."
"I don't know why, but there is no wind coming out of the stone throwing this time. I have thrown it twice before, and it was clearly there."
He Lingchuan looked up at the entire mountain peak; it seems that the wind path was planned from the beginning.
"Legend has it that the founding master of Piaomiao Peak tamed Fengmo before opening the mountain and establishing the sect here. With Fengmo's protection, it is very difficult for others to attack."
He Lingchuan nodded: "The Treasure Tree King defeated Fengmo before he could take down the entire tundra."
He was a bit disappointed in his heart. It seems that this ruin has survived hundreds of years in the wind and snow, receiving I don't know how many tourists, and there is nothing useful left.
This thought just rose, and his chest was warm.
He couldn't help but be overjoyed:
Did the God Bone Necklace find a treasure here?
He Lingchuan wandered around in the ruins, judging the position of the so-called "supreme treasure" based on the heat of the necklace.
And in the eyes of the Second Master Shi, he was just wandering around. Most people who come to the Piaomiao Sect ruins for the first time are like this.
However, He Lingchuan's face became more and more serious, because he had already discovered that the closer he got to that wide ground crack, the lower the heat of the necklace.
Until he went down and stood on the edge of the ground crack, the God Bone approached normal.
Isn't this pitting the master?
He Lingchuan kicked a few more pebbles into the ground crack, still not hearing an echo for a long time.
Unfathomable.
And the God Bone Necklace wants him to jump in like this?
Does this thing want to change owners?
The Second Master Shi saw him standing on the edge of the ground crack and poking his head, and hurriedly reminded: "Brother He, be careful, if you fall in, you will be dead without a corpse."
He Lingchuan reached out and brushed the ground crack a few times, and suddenly said: "You say, is there wind here usually?"
"Yes." The Second Master Shi ah-ed, "The closer to Zi and Wu hours, the greater the wind force. Look, it's almost Wu hour now; this whole ruin, the whole mountain belly should have had a big wind." Unlike now, only a breeze blowing on the face.
But He Lingchuan couldn't feel a trace of wind coming up from the ground crack.
The air inside seemed to be frozen.
Where did the endless wind go? Very wrong. Even if there is no Zi-Wu Divine Wind here, because of the temperature difference, there should be wind in the normal ground crack.
Even if it is an underground karst cave, there is a cool breeze blowing on the face all year round, a summer resort.
He suspected that someone wanted to calculate the escort team here, and the entrance and exit of the Zi-Wu Divine Wind was abnormal? Just a coincidence, or does it meet that old saying:
If something goes wrong, there must be... a demon?
He originally thought that if the person behind the scenes launched an attack on the escort team, he might want to find a way to knock down the mountain rocks above the official road, causing a landslide. After all, this is the most effective way to win with less, not to mention that those people had already used it in Pingshan, and they should be familiar with it when they use it again.
As for Fengmo Mountain, He Lingchuan originally thought that this place was just an observation point.
After all, this steep peak and the winding official road opposite are not connected, and there is a bottomless abyss in between. The person behind the scenes shouldn't be able to launch an attack from here.
But after seeing the abnormality of the ground crack, he felt that his estimation seemed to have a deviation.
Overly calm ground crack, invisible wind, former Fengmo habitat, feverish God Bone...
An impossible answer emerged from the bottom of He Lingchuan's heart.
Could it be that there is something under this that sucked away the wind?
He didn't care about the heat prompt of the God Bone Necklace and suddenly said to the Second Master Shi: "Get on the sheep!"
"Ah? Oh." The Second Master Shi just reached out, He Lingchuan lifted him to the back seat, and the rock sheep opened its four hooves and ran towards the high place.
Happy New Year! I received everyone's messages in the background, the first time I received so many.
Very moved.
2023 Vision: Live well, write books well.
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