Chapter 112

Stone steps in the depths of mountain flowers, people walking in strange peaks and stone forests.

Daoist Qingxuan followed them while looking around.

The Daoist friend Lin and Daoist friend Qingyao in front brought a bowl of dove tofu, a package of pastries, and a pot of pine needle water. It can be seen that Fuqiu Temple and Xianyuan Temple should have a deep friendship.

All around are strange peaks and rocks, and the scenery is unique.

Originally, this had already surprised him very much, but he didn't expect that there would be such a stone step between these towering mountain pillars and on the vertical cliffs, which was naturally even more surprising.

I saw that this stone step was a bit old at first, probably after some wind and rain, and some grass grew in the gaps. But walking forward, it became newer and newer, until after crossing three mountains, the stone steps under his feet had turned into the color of newly opened stones, and there were even crushed stone powders that had not been cleaned up on the side of the road.

Walking forward for a while, the stone steps were broken.

"This……"

Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "Is this road just started to be built recently?"

"Yes!" The junior sister walking in front turned her head to look at him and answered, "I built it!"

"You? You alone?"

"Yes! I alone!"

"Such a high mountain, such a steep cliff, how did you build it?" Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help but look back, looking at the roads that crossed mountains and chiseled walls, and even passed through mountains, unable to believe it.

The junior sister didn't speak, just held the things she was holding with one hand for the time being, and stretched out her other hand casually, slapping the stone wall beside her.

"Slap!"

The cliff suddenly appeared a circle of dense cracks, as big as a washbasin. When she withdrew her hand, the crushed stones fell down immediately.

"Good ability!" Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help but be surprised, looking at the extra pit on the mountain, and looking at the huge and towering mountain behind and in front of him, he was still extremely surprised. "But even with this ability, it's not a matter of a day or two to build such a road among these mountains, right?"

"I've been building it for almost two years."

"Two years……"

"The road is long, but it will be reached; the stone is thick, but water drips through," the junior sister said seriously.

"What a 'the road is long, but it will be reached; the stone is thick, but water drips through'."

Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help but mutter.

The common Daoists in the world today are the Lingfa Sect and the Lingfa Sect. One cultivates virtue and offers sacrifices to gods, and the other cultivates spiritual methods and learns spells. If it is personal ability, the Lingfa Sect is naturally far inferior to the Lingfa Sect, but how many Daoists in the world's Lingfa Sect can compare to even an inconspicuous statue of a god in the temple? What can be seen is that the Lingfa Sect today is much more prosperous than the Lingfa Sect.

However, walking here today, seeing the mountains and scenery beside him, and seeing the words and deeds of the Daoist friends, Daoist Qingxuan's respect arose spontaneously.

Even Daoist Jiang also looked up at them.

"Master said it!"

The junior sister added.

The road to cultivating the Dao is exactly like this.

Not long after, an immortal mountain and the palaces scattered on the mountain came into view. The three from Qiyun Mountain were shocked by this scene for a moment, just like Lin Jue and the two of them when they first came here.

Until they saw the two walk out for a while and stop to wait for them, they hurriedly followed.

……

The Daoist friends of Xianyuan Temple are also practicing martial arts.

Most of them practice swords, and some practice knives, spears, and flying darts.

After the two brought Daoist Qingxuan and the others to Xianyuan Temple, introduced them to Daoist Wangji, and offered the food and drinks they brought to Daoist Wangji, they came out and stood at the entrance of the palace, leaning on the railing, the two shoulder to shoulder watching the Daoists practicing martial arts on the flat ground below, while the fox was boringly harassing the sika deer on the stone steps.

The junior sister watched the sword practice.

Lin Jue watched the flying dart practice.

In his impression, Xianyuan Temple also practiced swords before, but because they were not forced to work hard in this regard, they didn't practice well, probably just for physical fitness and collective activities.

At this time, they practiced much better than before.

The two watched intently, both with thoughts in their eyes.

"Third Shixiong brother!" The junior sister aimed at his gaze, so she looked at him with slanted eyes, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking……"

Lin Jue watched the people throwing flying darts below, but he didn't hide it:

"My flying darts are easy to use, but they are not easy to carry. It just so happens that Third Third Third Shixiong's 'Engraving Beans into Soldiers' can not only refine wooden carvings, make them small normally, and make them big when called out, but metal weapons and armor can also be refined. Maybe I can separate and develop a method from it, make spiritual iron into flying darts, and after refining, turn them into the size of a finger, and when used, call them out, and they will become big."

"?!"

The junior sister was shocked: "Third Shixiong brother, you are so smart!"

"It should be feasible," Lin Jue nodded and said, "It's a pity that I don't have good spiritual iron. Third Third Third Shixiong saved some extra, which is only enough for me to make weapons and armor for my three bean soldiers."

"How do you find this?"

"It's very hard to find," Lin Jue shook his head. "Even if Mount Yishan is rich in spiritual energy, it often produces spiritual wood but not spiritual gold."

"Then where did Third Third Third Shixiong's come from?"

"He said it was when he went down the mountain to eliminate yaoguai and encountered an evil Daoist making trouble. He beat the person to death and took the ancestral copper bell and heart-protecting mirror of the person to melt."

"Oh……"

The junior sister was thoughtful and wrote it down.

"What are you thinking about again, Xiao Xiao Shimei?"

"I'm thinking……"

The junior sister couldn't help but pause, her eyes changed several times, and then she decided to say it honestly: "These Daoist friends don't seem to be as powerful as me."

After speaking, she couldn't help but feel ashamed—

Why are they all standing here, all watching the Daoist friends of Xianyuan Temple practicing martial arts, and all thinking about making themselves more powerful step by step, but the things they think about are so different?

It seems that I have to learn from my senior brother and become smarter!

"Their sword technique is not as good as Qingdan Sword. If Xiao Xiao Shimei learns the sword technique, you can give it to them."

"Hiss!"

The junior sister was startled—

That's right! That's what I should think!

While talking, Daoist Qingxuan, Daoist Jiang Ning, and Junior Third Shixiong Ma walked out. Daoist Jiang Ning walked in front, and Daoist Qingxuan walked behind, but after coming out, Daoist Qingxuan walked to the front.

"Sigh, we practice hard to offer sacrifices to gods all day long, just hoping that one day we can become immortals and live in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm," Daoist Qingxuan stood in the corridor, his eyes on the vast and magnificent scenery of Mount Yishan, "but I didn't expect that the Daoist friends of Mount Yishan already live in the immortal realm."

The two then turned their heads to look.

Seeing that they had already come out, and Daoist Wangji in the hall was still sitting in his original position, tasting the dove tofu they brought, eating until his beard was covered with soup, the two then bowed and said goodbye to return.

"Three Daoist friends, go back to our Fuqiu Temple first. Stay in our temple for these few days," Lin Jue said. "Although our Fuqiu Temple is on the outermost periphery of Mount Yishan, it is a bit roundabout to go to other Daoist temples, but we also have a good meal to entertain the three."

"Good wine and good food!"

The junior sister repeated with emphasis.

Daoist Qingxuan looked at Daoist Jiang Ning.

Daoist Jiang Ning had a calm expression, stopped and bowed to them: "Then I will respectfully obey."

Daoist Qingxuan then said: "Naturally, it's good!"

"Do the three have any dietary restrictions?"

"Except for not eating meat during fasting, we have no other dietary restrictions on Qiyun Mountain."

"That's good."

The three followed them back to Fuqiu Temple.

Who would have thought that in this deep mountain Daoist temple, this sentence "good wine and good food" was not adulterated at all.

Not only was there meat and vegetables, the taste was excellent, and many foods were styles they had never seen outside. They didn't repeat for several days, and even if someone was not greedy for food, they were very satisfied.

It was really a great gift.

And during these few days, they visited temples all over the mountain. Except for the Daoist temples of the Alchemy Sect that were dedicated to refining pills and ignored the world's situation, the Daoist temples of the Lingfa Sect all agreed to go down the mountain.

After a few days, going up and down the mountain, there were no roads in many places, and they were sore all over.

Fortunately, there was delicious food to comfort them every day.

A few days later, in the morning.

Lin Jue sat in the inner courtyard, facing the light, inlaying a tiny set of armor for the bean soldier.

What he held in his hand was the last piece of armor. The armor was small but shiny. In terms of craftsmanship, it was not much worse than real armor. However, because it was a wooden body, the armor did not need to be stitched, nor was it worn on the body, but inlaid on the wooden bean soldier, and the rest was left to refining.

Danguo wood is too hard, and it is very difficult to inlay.

But it was finally done.

What appeared in his hand was a wooden man covered in armor, less than a palm high. The body was already sturdy, and under the cover of the armor, the momentum was extremely strong.

There was also a very small metal long knife.

The long knife was about half a palm long, and it matched the wooden man's body shape.

Lin Jue picked up this small knife, twisted a leaf casually, cut it lightly with the knife, and the leaf was cut off. He took another petal. The petal was much softer, and the long knife cut it, and a corner was also cut off flatly.

Compared to armor, the difficulty of making a long knife is no less.

Armor is difficult because each piece is small, but it only needs to be uniform in thickness. The long knife is also made of spiritual gold. It is made so small, but it must have the same proportion as a real long knife, and the center of gravity must be grasped to be able to dance freely and be suitable for killing. Even for a normal-sized long knife, to achieve this, it must be an old craftsman who is good at making weapons.

Lin Jue doesn't have this ability yet.

This was made by the lazy Third Third Third Shixiong for him. The armor, sword, and arrowheads used up all the spiritual gold. If he wants to make more, he has to find new ones.

Then he hung it on the bean soldier's waist.

Now the last bean soldier is considered done.

The armor and sword have also been refined long ago.

Three heroes who volunteered to follow Lin Jue: one is a good hand at using knives in the Jianghu. Lin Jue gave him a short sword in addition to a long knife, for fear that adding anything else would affect his performance; one is a hero who retired from the Northwest Army, good at using shields and knives, so Lin Jue made a wooden shield and long knife, and gave him a long sword; one is a hunter, with good archery skills, so Lin Jue gave him a bow and arrow, and also hung a ring-headed long sword behind his waist.

This is largely influenced by Third Third Third Shixiong—

Third Third Third Shixiong doesn't carry a sword when walking in the world. When he needs to use a sword for self-defense, he calls out the bean soldier and draws it from the bean soldier's waist, and the movement is very dashing.

Three wooden carved little people were soon placed in front of him.

"Body returns to spiritual beans, soldiers return to the Great Wall."

Lin Jue recited a sentence, and the little people turned into beans.

"Beans fall and the wind rises, soldiers and horses appear."

The three beans grew with the wind and immediately became three tall, sturdy, armored soldiers, also like Third Third Third Shixiong, with bright red oil paint on their faces, looking like heavenly soldiers dressed up at a temple fair.

"Whoosh……"

This is a complete relief.

Only then did Lin Jue realize the wonder of Third Third Third Shixiong's spell—

Although there were only three bean soldiers and not yet an army, Lin Jue felt that his sense of security and confidence had improved a lot.

"Thank you all from now on."

So he bowed solemnly, and then recited the spell again:

"Body returns to spiritual beans, soldiers return to the Great Wall."

The bean soldiers shrank immediately and turned into three beans on the ground.

The sound of sword fighting came faintly from the outer courtyard.

The junior sister practices swords every day, rain or shine. It just so happens that Daoist Qingxuan has also practiced sword techniques for several years. He was embarrassed to eat and drink for free these few days, so he acted as the junior sister's sparring partner.

Today is the day to leave, and it turned out to be a real battle.

Lin Jue put away the bean soldiers and went out to watch.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, he saw the two people fighting, and the mountain flowers all over the courtyard.

Both of them held iron swords with blunt edges.

Just after going out, he saw the junior sister take a step forward and stab, which is the commonly used "Immortal Clearing the Way", but the sword momentum was fast and fierce.

Daoist Qingxuan seemed to have expected it, stepped back and parried the sword.

With a "dang" sound.

He bared his teeth, feeling his hands numb.

Daoist Qingxuan didn't relax either, and also used a "Dragonfly Touching the Water" to stab at the side of the junior sister's head.

"Dang!"

The junior sister used the same move as him, waving her sword to parry, but almost knocked Daoist Qingxuan's sword away.

"Alright, alright……"

Daoist Qingxuan called to stop repeatedly.

If parrying her sword just now only made his palms numb, being hit by her this time made him almost unable to hold the sword steady. Even if he called to stop now, he felt his hands shaking.

The two had similar skills, but their strength was quite different.

To put it bluntly, Daoist Qingxuan is just an ordinary Daoist. His martial arts are a little better than ordinary people, and much worse than the Jianghu people at the foot of the mountain.

"Daoist friend Qingyao's sword technique should be enough to walk in the Jianghu," Daoist Qingxuan said, and reminded, "However, there are many good hands in the Jianghu at the foot of the mountain. They are the ones who are good at fighting for their lives, and many times the murderous intent is not on the surface, but hidden in the dark. Solving it does not rely on sword techniques, but on Jianghu experience, so don't be slack."

"Thank you, Daoist brother."

"We should be the ones thanking you, Daoist friend."

After Daoist Qingxuan finished speaking, he put down his sword, turned to see Lin Jue, and just let Lin Jue take him to the inner courtyard to say goodbye to the master and many senior brothers, and then the three went down the mountain and returned to Qiyun Mountain.

Lin Jue sent them away, and then picked up the broom.

The courtyard was full of petals, all sent by the breeze, accumulating for half a spring. Now that the flower season is about to pass, it is time to clean up.