Martial arts Dazhutian

The prehistoric is vast and boundless, and the famous mountains and great rivers are unknown.

These famous mountains all have a common feature, that is, they are tall, big, and majestic, which can be seen at a glance.

Longevity Mountain, which is located in the south of the western part of Buzhou Mountain, is different. Although it is also extremely high and majestic, it is not outstanding among the prehistoric mountains. Kunlun Mountains where Qing Dynasty is located.

"That's the Longevity Hill where my best friend is!"

In the flaming stream of light rushing towards the southeast, Hong Yun raised his finger and pointed at the mountains in front of him.

Along the way, Huang Lin has seen a lot of high mountains. This Longevity Mountain is really not outstanding, but as a junior, of course, he can’t just say that this mountain is not spectacular, so he said: "So this is the famous Longevity Mountain. , it really is that the mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud laugh from the front, "Hahahaha. What a 'mountain is not high, there are immortals and spirits'! Brother Dao, is this my nephew?"

Huang Lin took a closer look, and there was a person standing in front of him. He was dressed in a light yellow Taoist robe, his long hair was neatly arranged, a bun was tied on his head, and was fixed by a wooden hairpin. A sense of solidity.

He has seen this man!

In the "documentary" that the deduction disk showed him back then, this person had appeared together with Master Hongyun.

The ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi!

Hong Yun was also startled by Huang Lin's witty words just now. After hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, he waved his sleeves and brought Huang Lin to the other party, "Haha, that's right! I'll take him with you if you send a message." Come and meet your uncle."

He and Zhen Yuanzi knew each other before they took shape, and they have survived many disasters together. They are life-and-death friends who can entrust future affairs. It is not an exaggeration for Huang Lin to call each other uncle.

Although Huang Lin didn't know the specifics, whether it was in the myths and novels of his previous life or in the "documentaries" played on the deduction disc, there were stories about Zhen Yuanzi going out to search for the murderer after Hongyun was killed by Hongjun.

It's just that Kunpeng and them are of the same level of power, and the Eastern Emperor Bell disturbed the heavenly secrets, so Zhen Yuanzi couldn't get his wish until the end.

Huang Lin straightened his robe, stepped forward to salute respectfully, "Xuan Yuan, I have met my uncle!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, stroked Huang Lin up with a wave of his sleeve, looked him up and down, and praised: "Not bad!"

After speaking, he looked at Hong Yun again, "Brother Dao has won such a good apprentice, congratulations!"

After chatting for a while, the three of them flew towards the hillside of Longevity Mountain. Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were talking to each other about interesting things over the years, while Huang Lin followed obediently and listened.

Wuzhuang Temple is located on the south side of Wanshou Mountain. It occupies a small area, and the temple is quite deserted. Except for some immortals, birds and beasts, there are only two children here.

At the end of the day, a lot of creatures of all kinds gathered at the foot of the mountain outside, and these people came to rub the class.

Zhenyuanzi would preach at the foot of the mountain with his avatar every thousand years or so, and over time, more and more living beings gathered near Longevity Mountain.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Huang Lin saw two boys with red lips and white teeth standing outside the gate, obviously waiting here on purpose.

On the left side of the mountain gate is a stone tablet with ten big characters on it, "Longevity Mountain is a blessed place, Wuzhuang Guantian".

"Master, Master Hongyun." The two children, a man and a woman, looked as big as Jin Lingyulong. After saluting Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, they tilted their heads and looked at Huang Lin with doubts in their eyes.

Huang Lin nodded to them with a smile. If not bad, these two should be the "famous" Qingfengmingyue.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi's voice came from the side, "This is your senior brother Xuan Yuan."

The two boys bowed their hands and said to Huang Lin, "Qingfeng/Mingyue, I have seen Senior Brother Xuanyuan."

Huang Lin looked stunned, and took some spiritual fruits and handed them over, "So you are Qingfengmingyue, I have heard Jin Ling and Yulong mention it many times, come, eat the fruits."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Qingfengmingyue, as long as the expressions of the two of them changed slightly, he was ready to exchange for other things.

In the prehistoric period, you really can't take food casually when you invite others to eat. If one is not good, it will offend others.

After getting acquainted with Jin Ling and Yulong before, Huang Lin also invited them to have barbecue. Yulong's food was delicious, but Jin Ling's little girl cried for a long time while holding the grilled fish.

After asking, I found out that Jin Ling's real body was a spirit carp in the lotus pond, which was enlightened by the red cloud.

From then on, Huang Lin never grilled fish in front of Jin Ling again.

Well, it's all far away
Fortunately, Qingfeng and Mingyue didn't take the shape of the spirit fruit. After receiving the spirit fruit, they happily thanked each other, and followed Huang Lin chattering from left to right.

In the mountains, there are birds singing, golden pheasants fighting together, green locust trees and green pines, mottled bamboos and green willows, white plums and red peaches. The scenery is fascinating, and thousands of birds and animals roam in it.

The stream is winding, the peaks and ridges are continuous, the elk emerges from the flowers, and the green luan sings to the sun, it looks like a fairyland and a blessed land.

A group of five walked up slowly, and Qingfeng Mingyue introduced the mountain scenery to Huang Lin from behind, but they didn't feel bored.

Walking through the bamboo sea along the secluded path, the breeze is gentle and the bamboo leaves are flying. From time to time, there are golden pheasants and snow rabbits looking at the few people curiously, and they are not afraid of life.

There was a faint rumbling sound coming from the front. This place is the Zhenyuanzi Dojo. It must be inconvenient for Huang Lin to use his spiritual sense to investigate, but based on his experience, he knew that there was a waterfall in the distance.

Sure enough, after passing through the bamboo sea, the eyes are bright and open, and a simple and simple Taoist temple is imprinted in the eyes. On the left side of it is a majestic waterfall, which pierces down from the clouds along the mountain wall.

That's where the rumbling sound comes from, and there are ostriches flying among them, singing continuously.

However, Huang Lin's sight did not fall on it, his mind was completely attracted by the towering ancient trees emerging from the view in the distance.

It should be said that Huang Lin has seen a lot of giant trees in the wild over the years. The ancient tree uprooted from the Taoist temple in front of him is only more than a hundred feet tall. The feeling is quite different, he has never seen any tree that can have such vitality.

Especially the dozens of baby-like fruits hanging on it, Huang Lin immediately identified its roots.

Ginseng fruit tree!

Sure enough, Master Hongyun stopped, stroking his long beard and turning back, said: "This is the ginseng fruit tree you never forget, and it is one of the ten innate spiritual roots."

Huang Lin swallowed slightly, and blinked, "Master brought him here this time, probably to rub the ginseng fruit?"

"Haha, Master Uncle doesn't have anything else here, it's just a little fruit for appearance." Zhen Yuanzi laughed, then stretched out his hand and said to Hong Yun: "Brother Dao, please!"

Hong Yun raised his hand to be polite, and said angrily: "Who would use the fruit of the innate spirit tree as a front?"

Huang Lin followed the two of them with Qingfengmingyue and walked towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

A plaque is hung on the gate, and the three Taoist texts of [Wuzhuang Temple] are vividly displayed on it.

A group of people walked through the lotus pond in the courtyard and walked straight to a five-room hall facing south.

Qingfeng Mingyue took two steps forward with short legs, pushed open the middle door of the main hall, and then bowed respectfully to the left and right.

The hall is not too big, just like an ordinary residence. On the wall facing the gate, there are two big characters of "heaven and earth" in colorful decorations. There is a vermilion carved lacquer incense table under it, and a pair of golden furnace bottles on the table.

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi sat opposite each other in the hall, while Huang Lin stood respectfully beside Hongyun, waiting for the Qingfengmingyue to serve the tea. After the two chatted for a while, Zhenyuanzi ordered: "Qingfengmingyue."

"master!"

"Go and hit some fruit."
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I went out for a long trip and came back on the 30th, so I simply slipped away this month