Lan Ruochan

Chapter 351
Liang Siji noticed the awkward atmosphere here, so he came over to ask.

He heard that Sanji asked about the purple catalpa, and Niusu smiled. It seems that there are still elders who know a lot about this isolated island.

"Calpa is rare here, but not completely extinct.

On the tiger side, it seems that I have seen a few plants.

But whether the fineness can reach the level of purple catalpa, no one here has verified it.

That kind of wood is extremely hard, we only have some copper swords and swords left by the elders here, and each family hides them as treasures handed down from generation to generation.

No one is willing to take it out to cut hardwood. "

The so-called tiger refers to the highest volcano on the island.

No matter where you are on the island, you can always look up at a tiger.

The various ethnic groups in Huaxia regard the sky as the greatest and worship mountains.

Since Tamra is a descendant of the ancient Xia Miao, it is logical that tigers are sacred.

Sanji was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said that after the banquet, he would go to select materials.

Liang Siji persuaded, "It's getting so late, do you want to rest for a day and go tomorrow?"

Sanji insisted on checking it as soon as possible, so that he would have the bottom line.

Liang Siji didn't persuade anymore, so he appointed three or five juniors to be Sanji's guides.

In fact, no matter Lu Fei Zoro or Qingyun Cui Yu, they all have the same thoughts as Sanji in their hearts.

After the meal, the host and guest chatted casually. Liang Siji saw that everyone was absent-minded, so he closed the topic wisely, and called for those juniors to lead them into the mountain.

It was night, the moon was like a hook, and the galaxy was bright.

Yinhan divides the sky, like a waterfall pouring down,

Among the stars and fields, a towering mountain rises straight to Xiaohan.

There is a que on the top of the mountain, like five fingers bent together, holding a silver man and wanting to take it.

Cui Yu looked up to the sky and sighed,

"The scenery on the island is so amazing that people can't think of it.

Especially this mountain has the most momentum.

In the Baili Plain, there is a unique mountain, which is powerful for silver men.

It should be the mountain of Halla. "

Sanji nodded as well.

"Although I have never made a pilgrimage to Dabai.

But to the south of Mazi, I have also traveled through many mountains and rivers, but I have never seen anything comparable to the mountain in front of me.

Whether it is Penglai or the abbot, they all pale in comparison in front of this mountain. "

Cui Yu couldn't help being curious when he heard the name of the Taoist fairy mountain.
"Penglai, abbot? Are there really these two mountains?"

Sanji nodded and said,
"The waterway between Qingzhou and Pyongyang is quite famous among monks.

There is a branch of Baishan Mountain, which runs through the place where the sun shines brightly.

Among them, the two tallest peaks are Penglai and Fangzhang.
Rich in ginseng, sesame, matsutake, known as the fairy mountain.

From Qingzhou to this point, we need to cross the Great Bohai Sea.

It is said in the Taoist scriptures that the abbot of Penglai is in the Bohai Sea.

It's just that in recent years, the Central Plains advocates Buddhism, and occasionally wandering monks are surprised.

They didn't like the tunes of Taoism, so they renamed Penglai as King Kong and the abbot as Zhiyi.

With Yingzhou in the sea, it is known as the Three God Mountains of Handi. "

"Huh?", the young man surnamed Gao who had talked with Sanji during the dinner exclaimed,
"Yingzhou? I heard from Liang Yina that a Taoist priest landed on this island more than ten years ago.

At that time, he was very excited and identified the tiger as Yingzhou.

It is said that on the rock wall of the tiger, there are still his poems. "

Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou, there are really three mountains beyond the Bohai Sea?
The tiger is approaching, its majesty is majestic, covering the sun and the sky.

On a high place with a lot of good materials, a group of people climbed the mountain at night, and it didn't take long before they saw the inscription on the cliff mentioned by the descendants of the surname Gao:
My madness comes from my madness,
Lingbo crosses the sea and walks on the fairy mountain.

Three different plants prolong Yangshou,
To steal the sky for 800 years!
Twelve Spring and Autumn is approaching its deadline,
Good or bad luck can't be judged by oneself.

Someday ride the wind,

Muzi came to the top of the Forbidden City.

"It's so bold!" Qingyun praised secretly in his heart, and when he looked at the signature carefully, his eyes almost popped out!

Li Xuandu!
Old Immortal Li actually came here?
When he was in Songshan that day, he heard the story of the little dragon king about the old fairy Li. He said that no one knew his age, and it was said that his lifespan was 800 years longer than that of Peng Zu.

But since he uncovered the "immortality" mystery of the 800-year-old bhikkhuni, he no longer believes in the so-called [-]-year-long life legend, and he can even be said to sneer at it.

Isn't it just passed down through diaries? What's the point...

But Li Xuandu is different from Nawooni after all, and even Mr. Huayang respects him very much.

Mr. Hua Yang has a deep understanding of Taoism, although he studies the theory of changing fate, he respects the knowledge of things more,
If he finds out that you are playing some kind of trick, no matter what your friendship and seniority, you will definitely expose it on the spot without showing any sympathy.

Qingyun remembered that Mr. Huayang also said that he did not know how old Immortal Li lived, but in short it must have been a long time, and his seniority was much higher than that of his teacher Lu Jingxiu.

Even Mr. Chong Er said that he knew Li Xuandu since he was a child.

Now let’s look at the phrase “Borrowing my life to steal the sky for 800 years”...

"Maybe it's an exaggeration." Qingyun could only convince himself that way.

After all, he was too much influenced by his ancestors, which is a dead dogma that even the master doesn't believe in metaphysics.

But Cui Yu's reaction was quite different from his.

Most of the gentry in the Central Plains were Taoist, and in Cui Wenruo's eyes, Li Xuandu was definitely a true immortal with all-powerful means.

He not only showed Li Lao's immortal power to the bewildered foreign boy, but also analyzed the metaphors in the poem by the way,

"Muzi is on the top of the Forbidden City...

Muzi, wait, isn't it a Li character?

Could it be that the Li family will win the world in the future? "

Cui Yu muttered in his mouth at this time, and a seed was planted in his heart.

If the Cui family wants to last long in the future, they must recognize the dragon vein of the Li family.

Although no family can truly last forever, but if it can be foreseen one step further, it can at least prolong its prosperity for a while.

Although the Cui family was famous in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Cui Hao was successful and Cui Hao was defeated. After all, they were tabooed by the king of Wei.

But Cui Yu had a thought at this time, and he later introduced it as an oral family instruction, but he helped Qinghe and Boling's two Cui clans become top clans in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

However, excitement is excitement, discussion is discussion, but the footsteps of everyone going up the mountain did not stop at all.

Gradually approaching the steep and dense forest, Sanji finally slowed down his pace and asked everyone to carefully distinguish the surrounding trees.

For those who have a little bit of knowledge about material selection, besides Sanji and Zoro, Cui Yu is also one of them.

Cui's family education in Qinghe is very strict, and all the children are well-versed in the present and the past.

Although Cui Yu dare not say how proficient he is at distinguishing between rocks and trees, he is definitely good enough.

Relatively speaking, this piece touched Qingyun's blind spot.

He doesn't know how to tell the difference between cedar, sandalwood and locust tree, but he has his own way.

Pull out the stem from the back and try to break it. When you see a towering ancient tree, you will cut it with a sword.

Real gold needs to be tempered by fire, and the wood is good or bad. With this sword, it will naturally show its original shape.

Knowledge belongs to knowledge, application belongs to application, not knowing does not mean not knowing, and knowing does not necessarily mean you understand.

Although most people in the world can't understand this truth, fortunately Qing Yun is not among them.

So compared to other people's careful selection, Qingyun's efficiency is much faster.

At this time, Sanji was still struggling to pick out a few catalpa trees. Some were crooked and could not be used as masts, some were not old enough, and some were not of high quality and did not have purple scabs. reluctantly.

But Qingyun had already reached the depths of the forest, and shouted at a towering ancient tree,
"There is a good tree here!
Here, come here! "

(End of this chapter)