Chapter 158: Going Down the Mountain is the Jianghu

"Second Junior Third Shixiong, bring more spiritual plants and treasures from the mountain. After going down the mountain, there will be no place as good as Mount Yishan," the eldest senior brother said to the second senior brother. "If it's not enough, come back to pick it."

"Definitely!"

The second senior brother brought the most things. In addition to luggage, spiritual plants and treasures, there was also a smaller alchemy furnace, some medicine bottles, and an ancient qin.

"Third Junior Third Shixiong, don't be too dissolute. You need to be restrained when drinking and doing things. The Jianghu is dangerous, and you haven't become an immortal. It's not that you are foolproof just because you have cultivation and know spells," the eldest senior brother said to the third senior brother again.

"I have a count in my heart, don't nag!"

"If you really wander the world, go see your brothers and sisters more, and come back to Mount Yishan more often, so that you can tell me about their situation."

"That's more like it!"

The third senior brother was empty-handed, with only a package on his back, which contained nothing but clothes and carving knives, plus the wine gourd at his waist, which was his entire family property.

"I still have some spiritual gold and spiritual wood left. I put them in my room, so I won't take them away. There are plenty in the world. Naturally, demons, ghosts, evil gods, and villains will rush to give them to me. Remember to check, collect them, and when you accept an apprentice, count it as my gift to him," the third senior brother also smiled and said to the eldest senior brother, very heroic.

"I have it too."

"Anyway, it's left in the room, just don't lose it."

"You..."

"Don't you." The third senior brother exhorted him, "When you accept an apprentice in the future, remember to accept one who can cook."

"Try my best."

The eldest senior brother then looked at the fourth junior brother: "Fourth Junior Third Shixiong, I am not worried about you, but you are kind-hearted and like to associate with beasts and birds and do not like to associate with people. If you live in a bustling city, I am afraid you will waste yourself. Among the several Daoist temples, two are very remote and in the deep mountains. It is best for you to choose one of those two."

"Eldest Third Third Shixiong, take care!"

The fourth junior brother brought a larger package, which contained some stationery, and inserted a bamboo flute. The good friends among the birds and beasts in the mountain who decided to leave with him were already waiting in the forest.

This point looks quite enviable—

Having so many good friends to accompany you, there is a feeling that you can feel at ease wherever you go.

"Fifth Junior Third Shixiong, you are not good at fighting, it is best to choose one in the city. After your reputation goes out, you will have no worries in this life."

"Understood."

The fifth junior brother didn't pack much either.

"Sixth Junior Third Shixiong, at least choose one near the city. Relying on the Spirit-Writing Immortal, your lazy days can also be moist. But no matter how lazy, don't forget to ask the Spirit-Writing Immortal to send a letter."

"Understood!"

The sixth senior brother brought his iron pen used for spirit-writing and some tools for carpentry.

"Seventh Junior Third Shixiong, go to those wind and moon places a little less."

"This?"

The seventh senior brother couldn't help but be stunned and aimed at everyone.

"Junior brother..."

Finally, it was Lin Jue's turn.

The eldest senior brother looked at him seriously, and then took out a self-bound book from his arms:

"Master once told me that among all the disciples, your ambitions are the highest, which is why he worried about you the most. He said that if you didn't even glance at the Daoist temples or shrines when you descended the mountain, it meant you were single-mindedly pursuing the Dao and immortality. But the Yin-Yang techniques passed down in our temple can make one's Daoist arts powerful, yet they struggle to help one achieve true Daoist enlightenment; you would surely go off to seek something else."

Saying that, he handed the book to Lin Jue.

"What is this?"

Lin Jue reached out and took it, asking puzzled.

"It is the Great Dao discussed by the immortals, the comprehension of Master's past, and the detours he has taken," the eldest senior brother said, "He specifically asked me to exhort you that if you can't use it, you must never open it to see. Only when you are determined to find another Great Yin-Yang Dao can you open it, so it will help you a little, and you must never repeat the mistakes he made before."

"..."

Lin Jue couldn't help but be silent.

Even if he knew that the ancient book must contain the Great Yin-Yang Method, this book was equally heavy in his hands.

Lin Jue's luggage had also been packed. It was a book bag and two bamboo baskets.

The book bag contained his clothes, water cylinder, and several books, as well as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, carving knife, and firewood knife. Of course, there was also the mother-of-pearl box gifted by Lady Lady Yao Hua and the wood carving containing the food silver ghost.

One of the two bamboo baskets contained a bear-skin blanket, and the other was used to help several senior brothers pack things they couldn't carry. He carried other things that were easy to carry with him.

After putting this book into the book bag, he said:

"I have remembered it."

Then he also said to the eldest senior brother:

"I asked the spirits in the mountain that if the Dan Fruit tree wants to grow, it will take three years. After it grows, it must absorb enough spiritual energy and the essence of the sun and moon to bloom and bear fruit. I don't know when the eldest senior brother will go down the mountain to accept apprentices. In short, you can control the speed of its blooming and fruiting by watering spiritual liquid. If you are willing, you can also let the spirits in the mountain come to water it together. If there are many fruits, give them one."

"I have also remembered it."

"Third Shixiong brother, take care."

"Return another day, ride the bridge and step on the rainbow."

The eldest senior brother looked at the junior sister again: "Junior sister, Master said you have a delicate and transparent heart, but you are smart, so I am not worried about you, just don't be too sad."

"Remembered." The junior sister nodded solemnly, and then said, "Eldest Third Third Shixiong, the colorful civet wants to go with me."

"This is naturally a good thing, you won't be so lonely."

"Thanks, Eldest Third Third Shixiong!"

The junior sister nodded again.

Beside her were also two bamboo baskets, one containing the seventh senior brother's doll and a colorful civet looking around, and she herself packed her luggage and carried it on her back, carrying a long sword made of spiritual gold.

"After settling down, remember to send a letter back." The eldest senior brother took out a bag of silver, "This is the silver in the temple, take it and divide it, just as travel expenses on the road."

But everyone only took a little.

"We have enough with this much. You should keep the rest, Eldest Third Third Shixiong. After you accept apprentices, you have to teach them spells, manage their food, clothing, housing, and transportation. At least for the first few years, they can't go down the mountain to eliminate demons and earn incense money, and you are too busy," the seventh senior brother waved his hand, "Although it is difficult to move an inch without money, we also have our own ways."

"Follow you."

The eldest senior brother took it back.

Several senior brothers all packed their luggage, helped those with more luggage, and each took an iron sword. Lin Jue and the junior sister summoned paper donkeys, put the bamboo baskets well, and bowed to the eldest senior brother.

Many Daoists in the mountain bowed to each other.

"Farewell."

"Take care."

Eight people, one fox, and one cat turned and walked down the mountain.

Spring had already begun in the world down the mountain, but it was not until the day Master left that the snow on the mountain stopped, and then it melted away quickly. Until today, there was some green on the roadside.

There were also many flower buds on the peach tree branches.

The junior sister hung bells on her paper donkey again, shaking and ringing as she walked in the mountain.

Many Daoists looked back frequently.

Going down the mountain many times, there has never been a time like this, wanting to walk a little slower.

It seems that even the fox can notice a little bit. Although it is still jumping nimbly in the forest, it also keeps looking back, and as it walks lower and lower, it jumps higher and higher, so that it can see the Daoist temple, and the middle-aged Daoist standing at the door of the temple like a farmer, a few cats by his feet, a thin dog and a clouded leopard.

But it soon disappeared.

Several senior brothers walked in front, carrying things in large and small bags. Lin Jue carried a book bag, and the junior sister carrying luggage walked at the end, followed by two paper donkeys carrying bamboo baskets.

"Third Shixiong brother, I am so reluctant to leave our temple," the junior sister couldn't help but say to him in a low voice.

"It's not that Eldest Third Third Shixiong doesn't allow you to come back." Lin Jue also looked back at the depths of the mountain forest and answered calmly.

"Third Shixiong brother, you say, what if no one eats the peaches this year?"

"Monkeys will eat them."

"Where do monkeys understand peaches..." The junior sister said without thinking, "And they can't finish them."

"There will be disciples coming up the mountain."

"Oh yeah." The junior sister nodded dullly, "Then senior brother, you say, was it like this when Master sent the junior uncles down the mountain before?"

"About the same."

"What about later?"

"About the same."

The emotions in the junior sister's heart had nowhere to vent, and she couldn't figure it out herself, so they all turned into fragmented words, both venting and diverting attention.

Lin Jue was patient, answering her in a low voice, answering every sentence.

Not long after walking, I heard the junior sister say:

"What a pity..."

"Why is it a pity?"

"Not only can't I eat this year's peaches, plums, apricots, pears, mountain loquats, paper mulberry seeds, red bubbles, ground fruits, and kiwis—" The junior sister counted carefully, and then continued, "The flowers all over the mountain were originally going to bloom. If we left a little later, we could see them again."

"Hmm..."

Lin Jue couldn't help but turn around and look at the forest all over the mountain.

The ones close by are mainly azaleas, the ones far away are magnolia, and there are peaches, plums, apricots, and pears, but none of them are blooming at this time.

The closest to blooming is peach blossoms, but only flower buds have emerged.

Being said by the junior sister, it is really a pity.

Lin Jue suddenly thought that he didn't see the spring flowers all over Fuqiu Peak last year because he went back to his hometown. Is it possible that he won't see them this year either?

His footsteps stopped suddenly.

The donkey behind him also stopped.

The bell on the paper donkey's neck stopped ringing, so the senior brother walking in front turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Then I saw Lin Jue put down the book bag and reached into it, taking out a petal.

The petals are as delicate as new, but I don't know which year it is.

There was withered grass in autumn and winter last year, and rubbing the grass became incense.

Holding it in his hand, he shook it three times.

The withered grass immediately ignited blue smoke.

"The Azure Emperor is above, I am Lin Jue, a Daoist of Fuqiu Temple, who once had a fate with the Emperor. If the Emperor remembers the friendship of saving the Emperor's statue from the fire, please descend divine power and report the mountain flowers to bloom for a while."

Just after saying one sentence, the smoke emitted by the grass incense was blown away by the wind.

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, a vast clear breeze came, as cool as spring, blowing up everyone's hair and robes, blowing over the whole mountain, blowing over the trees that had just woken up.

This is the East Wind.

There is unspeakable mystery and divine power in the wind.

The Azure Emperor came as promised.

Many senior brothers have cultivation, and naturally noticed it, couldn't help but look up and look around.

I saw the azalea ancient trees on both sides of the road quietly growing petals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then suddenly bloomed.

If you look into the depths of the mountain forest, there are countless azaleas and magnolia flowers blooming together, not only decorating this ancient road where Daoists walk, but also decorating and painting the whole mountain.

I don't know how many birds and beasts in the mountain stopped in place, looking at the trees next to them in surprise.

Peaches, plums, apricots, pears, azaleas, and magnolia all bloomed at this time.

It's like a miracle.

At the door of the Daoist temple, the eldest senior brother and a group of cats, thin dogs and clouded leopards were still standing there, unwilling to go back. Although they couldn't see the figures of the junior brothers and sisters, they knew where the junior brothers and sisters had walked when they heard the faint bell sound in the mountain, but when this miracle came out, they were all stunned.

Stunned looking at the front, in just a short while, brilliant flowers bloomed in front of them, and the whole mountain became a sea of flowers.

Not only at the door of the Daoist temple, but also red and purple in the back mountain.

Even on the newly built grave, a weed raised its head, raised a flower bud hard and opened it silently, which was a delicate and bright wild flower.

The last stroke of life is also the first stroke of death.

Lin Jue was also stunned in place, looking around.

Just a trance, just a mystery, they were already in a mountain of flowers, the ancient road was still quiet, but it was so beautiful that it was breathtaking in the quiet.

At this moment, he realized something.

That is the burst of vitality, a new reincarnation, which is better than most divine powers in this world.

It is also the mystery he lacks.

"..."

A petal fell in front of him.

Lin Jue caught it, checked it carefully, and let it fall to the ground.

Carrying the book bag, holding the wooden stick, and continuing to move forward.

There was a long chant in the mountain forest.

Someone was actually going against them.

It was not a pilgrim going to Fuqiu Temple, but a laborer and craftsman carrying bricks, tiles, and wood. They entered the mountain to build a temple. The laborer and craftsman stopped and looked at the mountain forest dullly, excited for a while, and then continued to carry building materials up the mountain.

There were also monks stopping on the roadside, putting their hands together, watching the brilliant spring flowers all over the mountain, and chanting the Buddha's name.

People going up the mountain and people going down the mountain met on the ancient road, bowed to each other in the spring flowers, and then brushed past each other.

At this time, the sword was worn.

Going down the mountain is the Jianghu. ===== CHAPTER 159 =====