Lord please forgive me

Chapter 112
The venison is a good game, and the cooking method of the water sleeves is good, which makes the meat soft and delicate. It is really delicious when paired with his homemade seasoning.

However, Yingzhen and the others had limited food, and they only ate one deer leg, and Chu Qingqing kept the rest, which could be used as food for about two days.

After eating and drinking enough, Chu Qingqing added some new firewood to the fire, and the three of them rested separately.

Yingzhen fell asleep while sitting cross-legged until dawn.

During the night, the rain stopped for a while, but the next morning, it started to rain again.

Chu Qingqing got up early and fed the horses some fodder and water, and the three of them continued on their way.

The rain hit the roof of the carriage, making a ticking sound, the air was humid and cold, and the mountain road was muddy and difficult to walk, so the speed of the carriage was not fast.
Chu Qingqing sat on the edge of the first carriage and drove the carriage. The rain didn't soak her body, but the mountain wind blew past, and she felt a chill on her body.

Yingzhen is not in a hurry, Danxia Mountain stretches for more than a hundred miles, and the scenery of mountain streams and streams is pleasant. , disciples rarely travel in the world, and Shui Xiu himself doesn't know where the exact location is.

Although Yingzhen is now the leader of the Holy Sect, he doesn't have much sense of belonging to the Holy Sect. Perhaps it is because the style of doing things in this Sect is unconventional.

In his opinion, the ascetics who stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world and quietly hide in the mountains are the real practitioners. They have no competition with the world, chop firewood, farm, carry water, grow flowers, and live in nature You have to cultivate the Dao of heaven and earth, align your mind with your body, and unite your body with your mind, doing nothing without doing nothing.

However, the practice of the people in the Holy Gate is obsessed, or they are blinded by the world of mortals. They are too persistent in the pursuit of desires, which in fact violates the true meaning of the Tao, and they fall into the inferior vehicle invisibly.

Ying Zhen actually wanted to go to the Lotus Sect to have a look and see how their sect far away from the world practiced, but he let go of his spiritual sense all the way and sensed the strange peaks and cliffs around him, although he occasionally noticed the breath of human beings , but it's just an ordinary hunter.

Perhaps because Danxia Mountain is sparsely populated, the wild beasts in the mountain have no natural enemies, and the reproduction makes Danxia Mountain full of vitality.

Looking out through the car curtain, you can see the little squirrels hiding in the tree hole of the old tree to avoid the rain, just poking out their small heads to look around, the long-tailed sparrow curled up on the branch, and a black bear lazily Walking in the forest, sometimes leaning against the trunk to rub itchy.
In the distance, the sound of flying waterfalls falling into shallow pools attracted Yingzhen's attention. There were many large and small waterfalls along the way. After all, there were rivers passing through the mountains, and they would disperse into countless small streams along the scattered valleys.

The reason why that place can attract Yingzhen's attention is because Yingzhen faintly feels that there is a group of highly concentrated spiritual energy there,

"Xiaoqing, keep driving, I'll be back later,"

With a confession, Yingzhen has broken into the heavy rain like a roc.

In a hidden valley, a small waterfall with a width of about three feet flew down into the pool below. Under the water curtain, a huge green bull with giant horns stood there motionless, letting the waterfall wash over him. body of,
On a large exposed rock beside the shallow pool, a young Taoist priest lay sprawled on it, wearing a thin gray shirt, not minding the coldness of the ground, just lying there with his eyes closed, letting the rain drench his whole body,
If you didn't go closer and take a closer look, you wouldn't find this motionless one person and one cow,
"I said Bull Demon King, have you finished washing? There are no lice on the back of the cow. As for washing like this?" The young man closed his eyes and spoke, and the object of his words seemed to be the green cow.

After hearing his voice, Qingniu did have a little reaction. He walked away and slowly turned his huge body so that the water waterfall would pour to the other side of his body.

"Moo~"

Qing Niu suddenly raised his head and called out, the young Taoist listened, sat up lazily and looked towards the pool, his eyes lit up immediately,
'Oh my god, this life is so handsome, this hair, this body shape, envy~~'

The little Taoist didn't speak, just smiled silly at Yingzhen, his smile was sunny and innocent.

"Xiao Daoist, you Qingniu is amazing," Yingzhen said with a smile, because he found that the thick aura came from the water waterfall washing the Qingniu's body, and the water flow engulfed the aura and fell into the pool. As it flows down, the aura is gradually diluted.

"Hey~ You said the Bull Demon King~" The little Taoist waved his hand, "It's not a fun thing either, I wait on it all day long, and don't let me sit on its back to save my legs, it's very hypocritical, but it's not Don't run to the villages outside the mountains, and hook up with other people's big cows."

"Moo~" The green bull seemed to understand the little Taoist's words, raised its hoof, kicked up a ball of water and splashed it on the opponent's body,

The little Taoist wiped the water from his face, and said with a smile: "Look, he strikes at every turn, and his temper is stronger than my master."

Yingzhen felt more and more that Qingniu was miraculous, and this little Taoist priest was not simple. Although he couldn't sense the aura in the opponent's body, the more plain and natural, the more transparent he was with the world.

"Does the Taoist priest live in this mountain?" Yingzhen asked.

The little Taoist turned over and squatted on the boulder with his bare feet, looking at Yingzhen curiously with his big black eyes.

"That's right, Master and I will live together in this mountain, and by the way, there is also the Bull Demon King,"

Yingzhen smiled and said: "I heard that there is a hidden sect of Xuanmen in Danxia Mountain, named Lotus Sect. Do you know where the Taoist leader is?"

"I don't know!" The little Taoist answered neatly, but his gaze was evasive.
Yingzhen saw it in her eyes and didn't say much.
Unexpectedly, the little Taoist asked instead: "Where did you hear about the Lotus School? I live in the mountains while urinating, why have I never heard of it?"

"Hehe. I just asked casually."

The little Taoist looked at Yingzhen with more and more strange eyes, and suddenly frowned and said: "You feel very strange."

Yingzhen turned her face to the side and smiled, "What's so strange?"

The little Taoist seemed hesitant to speak, and scratched his head from time to time, looking very anxious, as if the words he knew could not describe the thoughts in his mind at the moment,

"Well, well. You stand here, making people feel like a mountain,"

"Mountain?" Ying Zhen also smiled.

"Yes, that's right. That and that, very high, impossible to climb, mountain!"

Yingzhen felt a little baffled.

(End of this chapter)