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Chapter 262 Qilian Scenery
Master Huipu stood up, "The old monk will start to retreat from today. The disciples in the temple have long been gearing up to compete with Taoist Yun, and I ask Taoist Yun to teach them a lot."

Yun Daosheng also got up, "Don't dare to teach, let alone gear up. Master, you should know that the way of heaven has changed, and you can't escape this by relying on retreat."

Huipu shook his head, "If the way of heaven is going to change, even if I don't retreat, I can't avoid it. Amitabha, the Taoist priest can do it himself."

The news that Master Huipu was about to retreat quickly spread throughout the Horseshoe Temple, and someone even sent a letter to Beiliang Palace.

Huiwu felt that this matter must have something to do with Yun Daosheng, otherwise why did the abbot still have a good chat with Yun Daosheng in the morning, it is only two hours, and the abbot is going to retreat?

But no matter what Huiwu asked, Yun Daosheng kept his mouth shut.Huiwu is different from Master Huipu.Master said that Master Huipu was the only participant who was still alive.

When Hui Wu saw that Yun Daosheng refused to enter, he became anxious, "Okay! Don't tell me! Then let's 'debate'! The abbot brother said that we can 'debate' with you at any time."

Yun Daosheng cupped his fists and saluted, "It's disrespectful. I will accompany you to the end."

——Boundary——

The little novice monk who was the first to report back unexpectedly came back again.

Seeing that he was running out of breath, the other senior brothers asked strangely, "Why are you back again?"

The little novice scratched his head embarrassingly, "The abbot agreed. I just want to learn more from Xianji."

The other young novice monks also knew that this kind of opportunity is usually hard to come by. I am afraid that even their masters would envy them.

Now that the abbot agreed, the others would naturally not say anything more.Just looking at their eagerness to try, it is estimated that they will come back later like the first little monk.

Yao Yu laughed and said, "I didn't expect that I would be quite popular among the monks."

Zimo patted her on the forehead, "Speak out loud. As a girl, I don't know how to pay attention to what I say."

Yao Yu rubbed his forehead, and then suddenly realized something, "Say! Last time Master took you away, did he teach you the kung fu of flicking your brain through the air!"

Zimo deliberately smiled and did not answer, looking anxiously at Yao Yuqian.

The young novice monks took Yaoyu and Zimo to Zhangye first, and after a short rest there, they rented an ox cart and took Yaoyu to see the Danxia Valley.

Sitting on the bullock cart and seeing the endless hills, Yao Yu wondered if Hui Wu hadn’t been to many places. What’s so eye-opening about a pile of hills?
But after a while, Yao Yu found that these mountain bags began to look a little different.

When the carriage stopped in a valley, a hill of different heights appeared in front of Yao Yu's eyes.

And these hills, like wearing colorful clouds, are so beautiful that people feel a little unreal.

Yao Yu felt that even the most gorgeous brocade she had ever seen could not compare to the colorful and dazzling nature in front of her eyes.

Zhao Yu saw many people under the hill, singing and smearing colored sand on their faces and bodies.

The singing voices of these people are very distinctive, broad and clear, as if blending with the heaven and earth in the northwest and complementing each other.

A young monk introduced, "People here believe that seven-color soil can bring luck, so that's why."

Looking at the people on the hill, Zhao Yu suddenly realized why she was so persistent in wanting to go to the top of the snow mountain.

Because she, like these people, has an inexplicable belief that there will be different surprises for her.

"Zimo," Yao Yu said, "I still want to go to the top of the snow mountain. I always feel like there is something attracting me."

"I know," Zimo sighed, "Since childhood, as long as you think about it, you must do it. I just go with you."

Yao Yu smiled sweetly, turned around and said to the little monks, "You guys, do you know how to get to the top of Horseshoe Mountain?"

The little monks were all silent.Afraid of breaking a taboo, they generally keep silent.

Yao Yu started to scare humanity without hesitation, "Zimo, what is the crime of ignoring the questioning of heaven and man?"

"Stunned." Zimo said the truth coldly.

Zhao Yu coughed dryly, how could Zimo not say harsh words, "Stun first, and then be dragged into the [-]th floor of hell! I'll ask you if you're afraid!"

Several young novice monks gathered together tremblingly.One of them hesitated and said, "My little monk heard that there is a craftsman in Jiuquan who specializes in making luminous cups, and he often goes to the holy mountain. It is said that he is the only one who has ever been to the top of the mountain."

Jiuquan!Luminous Cup!Why do these two names sound so attractive!
"Then what are you waiting for! Let's go!" Yao Yu urged impatiently, "I don't know if the wine in the Jiuquan is good or not! But even white water is delicious when served in a luminous cup!"

Yao Yu urged the little monks to go to Jiuquan without stopping.At first she was still riding in an ox cart, but later she felt that the ox cart was too slow, so she simply walked again.

In the end, when they arrived at Jiuquan, Yaoyu slapped his mouth in anger, "Crow's mouth, what is white water, it tastes good when served in a luminous cup. It really turned into white water!"

Yao Yu turned her head and looked at the little monks viciously, "You monks can still lie! What kind of Jiuquan! Isn't it just a spring!"

The little novice monks felt very innocent, they never said that Jiuquan was a drunkard!How could there be such a spring in the world!

An old man next to him dissatisfied, "Which girl is so ignorant! Do you know who has drunk water in this spring? That is General Huo Qubing!"

The old man didn't wait for Yu to ask questions, so he continued to tell the story he had told countless times, "When General Huo returned from a great victory, the emperor rewarded him with a jug of celebration wine, but unfortunately there was only a small jar. General Huo could have drunk it by himself. But he poured fine wine into the stream, so that everyone could drink the sweet spring of victory and feel the taste of victory. That’s why this place is named Jiuquan.”

After hearing the old man's words, Yao Yu pondered for a moment, then asked Zimo in a low voice, "You said this Huo Qubing, is he also a turning point person?"

Zimo thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know whether he was selected by Xingzhelou, but with his ability and his fate of early death, he should be qualified."

Zhao Yu looked at Jiuquan and sighed, "I just don't know why he didn't survive. Let the good stories spread here."

Afraid that Yao Yu would think too much, Zimo immediately comforted him, "You are different from him. You have survived the disaster, as long as you act carefully in the future, there will always be a way to change your fate."

Yao Yu nodded, and saluted the old man, "Thank you for your advice. Dare I ask you, do you know where the workshop of the Jiuquan luminous cup is?" Jiuquan is fake, and the luminous cup cannot be fake, right?

The old man narrowed his eyes, "Are you looking for Ute?"

　It's a pity that I can't post a post now, otherwise I will show you the pictures of Danxia Landform, it's really beautiful!
　　In other words, if Huo Qubing hadn't died that year, then... a new China would also be established!

　　
　
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