The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 194 Young Heavenly Master Zhang Hui, Lu Chen Enters Taoyuan (asking for monthly tickets)
It would be fine if we didn't talk about this. When talking about the style of the contemporary Heavenly Master, Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel a headache: "You... forget it, you are still young, so it doesn't matter if you say that, but don't say that in the future, you haven't sat firmly in the position of Young Heavenly Master yet, wait until you are an adult before talking about it."

"I understand, uncle. You are just afraid that I am too smart and might be harmed by others. But don't worry, my brothers are not so brave."

Zhang Hui waved his hands nonchalantly: "I'm not afraid of someone harming me, I'm just afraid of someone plotting against me behind my back, pretending to be doing it for my own good... Of course, I'm not talking about you, uncle."

"..."

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth twitched.

And you're not talking about me?
However, he also knew Zhang Hui's character, and that he was born smart.

When others were still learning to speak, Zhang Hui could actually ask questions like "What is Tao?"

But when he couldn't answer in front of everyone, he would just laugh and sigh.

Is this the appropriate reaction of a five-year-old?

That's what an old fox is like!

When he was five years old, Zhang Jiao, the Heavenly Master of his father's generation, once said to him: "Why don't you read Confucian books?"

What I mean is, instead of reading random books all day long, can you read some books on Confucianism?

The little guy's answer was very interesting: "If I don't read my ancestors' books, what's the point of reading other people's books?"

Although what he said made sense, it made Zhang Jiao so angry that she pulled out her belt and gave him a loving whipping.

This has become a joke in the Tianshi Mansion. This little guy behaves quite eccentrically. He is Zhang Jiao's late-born son, so naturally no one is too harsh on him.

How far can this old man reach?

Let me put it this way, Zhang Feng looks like a young middle-aged man, but his actual age is already seventy-one years old!

And he is the younger brother of the contemporary Tianshi Zhang Jiao.

As for the age of the contemporary Heavenly Master Zhang Jiao, he is either ninety-nine or one hundred this year!

Zhang Hui was the child born to Zhang Jiao after he was 90 years old!
For an ordinary family in this period, it would take fifteen years to produce a new generation.

Ninety years is enough to produce six generations!

Because the old Taoist priest had a child at such an old age, naturally everyone on Mount Longhu dotes on him. Well... there were some people who didn't dote on him, but a group of adults who called him "little ancestor" and worshipped him.

In addition, he is truly gifted and is a precocious learner. After reading Taoist scriptures at the age of five, he was able to meditate deeply, cultivate magical powers, and become a master. Although he is only eight years old this year, he is already a real master!
An eight-year-old practitioner at the level of a mage, who would dare to believe this?
Who can believe it!

But this is indeed true, and this is also the origin of the term "Young Heavenly Master" mentioned by Zhang Feng.

Zhang Hui's talent is so extraordinary that some people even speculate that he can become a Yuanshen Zhenren before he reaches adulthood!
Even the method of making dragon and tiger elixir, which has not been successfully practiced by several generations of heavenly masters, can be tried.

Because of this, many people believed that if Zhang Jiao could hold on for a few more years and Zhang Hui could grow up a few more years, he would be able to take on the important task of Heavenly Master.

As for Zhang Hui’s other brothers?
Forget it, those rubbish are unreliable at first glance, Zhang Hui is better.

Of course, this is the opinion of the practical faction within Tianshi Dao, that is, Zhang Feng and his group.

Because of the impact of Kou Qianzhi's new Tianshi Dao, the current status of the Longhu Mountain Zhang family is indeed somewhat embarrassing.

Some people also want to change the law to restore their reputation, but is the law so easy to change?
There are too many old guys on Mount Longhu, and a new generation is needed to take over.

And this new generation is naturally Zhang Hui.

That's why Zhang Hui said that everyone was trying to use him, and Zhang Feng was speechless.

Although the little guy is young, he sees things very clearly.

"You better be careful, kid. Now all the disciples from the three caves have come out, and Shaoyang Cave Heaven has sent people out. Even though you have good talent, it doesn't mean that no one can deal with you." Zhang Feng warned.

"My nephew understands. It's interesting to say that the people in these caves always like to come up with mysterious things."

Zhang Hui nodded repeatedly and looked at Zhang Feng and said, "By the way, uncle, you often talk about caves and heavens. Doesn't our Longhu Mountain have any caves and heavens?"

Zhang Feng said helplessly: "This is a secret that only a Heavenly Master can know. I am not a Heavenly Master, so how can I know it? But if you become a Heavenly Master in the future, you can tell me about it."

Zhang Hui rolled his eyes and said, "There are six or seven generations of Heavenly Masters in our Zhang family, but no Heavenly Master has ever told this secret. If there is no restriction or something, no one would believe it. You don't really think that after I become a Heavenly Master, I can spread the secret casually, right?"

"..."

Zhang Feng was a little stunned.

Isn't my nephew a little too smart?

He didn't even think of this!
He had always believed that this was authoritative information that only a Heavenly Master could possess, but he had never thought that there might be some restrictions or something.

"Uncle, nephew was just joking."

Seeing that Zhang Feng's face looked a little strange again, Zhang Hui quickly laughed and said, "If your nephew knew the news, how could he not tell you, uncle?"

Zhang Feng's face froze when he was told this. He looked at Zhang Hui and said helplessly, "Let's talk business. The so-called Three Cave Disciples are actually descendants of the Cave Heavens. They should have seen the chaos in the Dao Sect now, just like when the Taiping Dao was on the rise. As long as something happens in the Dao Sect, the beings in the Cave Heavens will send some people out. This time will probably be no exception. They came with a mission. If you really meet them, you should give in. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Zhang Hui nodded.

But a pair of big eyes were moving back and forth.

Zhang Feng was both angry and amused when he saw this, and couldn't help but think, "Forget it, the heir of Dongtian is also a human being, and as a human being, his aptitude may not be much better than Hui'er's."

When the three Zhangs of Taiping Dao were rising, three great immortals appeared, Zuo Ci, Nanhua Laoxian, and Yu Ji, all of whom were practitioners in the cave heavens.

But what happened in the end?
The old immortal Nanhua has never shown up, so he can be counted as not among them.

Zuo Ci showed up, but he was a rather cautious person.

Although Yu Ji was a cave immortal, he was eventually beheaded by a separatist prince.

So, the immortals in the cave are not necessarily invincible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng really wanted to see what would happen if the Shaoyang descendant met the eight-year-old child wizard.

That must be very exciting, right?
……

Lushan.

Also known as Kuangshan and Kuanglu, it is connected to Poyang Lake in the east. It has always been famous for its grandeur, strangeness, danger and beauty. It is a gathering place for literati, Taoists and monks.

On this day, a young man leaning on a bamboo stick walked into Lushan Mountain. The strange thing was that in this cold winter, a pink butterfly was sitting on the young man's shoulder.

"Looking at it horizontally, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain."

Standing on the top of a mountain, looking at the mountains in front of him shrouded in white fog, Lu Chen couldn't help but exclaim at the beautiful scenery.

Mount Lushan in winter is covered with snow. Looking from afar, the end of the mountain has merged with the fog. Only when you get close can you see a hint of green from the evergreen pine and cypress trees.

"Master, why don't we fly over there? Why do we have to walk?"

The butterfly demon asked curiously.

They have been walking for several days, and since they started going up the mountain, Lu Chen has insisted on walking.

It wouldn't take long if we flew!

"Delight your body and mind, and let your nature take its course. Don't you think this is actually a journey of spiritual practice?"

Lu Chen replied with a smile.

The butterfly demon didn't understand. She was a demon and could practice cultivation, but the cultivation she made was ancient demon magic that belonged to demon cultivation.

Character and other things have little to do with a demon cultivator like her.

Lu Chen did not continue to explain and continued to move forward. After passing a few hills, a figure that looked like an ice dragon gradually came into view.

Look carefully, that is not an ice dragon.

In fact, it is a frozen stream that meanders between Dayue Mountain and Wulao Peak. Its shape sometimes appears and sometimes disappears, and it looks like a long ice dragon.

When the stream passes a cliff, it slides down in a straight line. There are three steps of rocks below, which is the location of the most famous Sandiequan, also commonly known as the Lushan Waterfall.

But at this time, the waterfall, like the stream water upstream, has been completely frozen into ice.

When the sunlight shines, it reflects countless lights.

Looking from a distance, it fits the term "Guaqianchuan" very well.

It really looks like the Milky Way falling from the sky!
Lu Chen was also in a very happy mood, and the haze in his heart caused by constant planning and strategizing during this period of time was also swept away.

The mind of Tao must always be stable. Lu Chen did not follow the path of "there is no Bodhi tree", but the path of "Bodhi is not a tree either".

The mind is impermanent, and Lu Chen has not yet reached the state of constant purity, so he naturally needs to purify his mind from time to time.

It's okay to lay out a plan, and it's also okay to plot and scheme.

But these are just some means and scenery on the path of cultivation. They can be used, but they cannot be regarded as an instinct.

Therefore, Lu Chen took this walking trip for two reasons: firstly, for safety, and secondly, to purify his mind.

The butterfly demon had no idea what Lu Chen was thinking. While Lu Chen was walking, it had already flown into Lu Chen's arms, letting Lu Chen protect it from the wind and frost, while it itself fell into a deep sleep.

Although she is already a great demon at the Jindan stage, her butterfly instinct makes her extremely disgusted with the cold winter.

After passing Sandiequan, there are Wulao Peak and Hanpankou... Until the next day, when the sun rose again, Lu Chen had already seen the towering pagoda and the buildings covered with silk and satin in front of him.

"Ah! Taoist priest! Have we arrived at Donglin Temple?"

The butterfly demon was also awakened by Lu Chen. Looking at the temple in front of it that looked like a city, the butterfly demon hurriedly asked.

"We're here. It's just ahead."

Lu Chen nodded: "You wait for me here. If I still have no news after three days, you can leave directly."

"Master, shouldn't I go?" the butterfly demon said in a daze.

"No need."

Lu Chen shook his head: "You are a demon, and Donglin Temple is a Buddhist temple. Who knows, there might be some means to sense the demonic aura in you."

The butterfly demon shrank his neck, but still asked: "If you don't come out, who should I go to?"

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Go find Lu Song. If he is still alive, then you don't have to worry about him. Just do whatever you want. Just remember what I said, follow the Green Snake King, but don't follow it... Okay, I'm leaving now."

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen walked towards the direction of Donglin Temple.

However, because his direction was opposite to the main gate of Donglin Temple, Lu Chen had to go around and head east.

The butterfly demon slowly flapped its wings behind it, and then landed on a treetop covered with frost and snow.

……

Now Lu Chen had no time to observe the scenery, so he moved quickly.

It didn't take long to reach the other side of Donglin Temple, and we easily saw a rapidly flowing river.

"strangeness."

Lu Chen looked at the river. The river was not big. It would be more accurate to call it a stream rather than a river. Along with the flow of the stream, a faint sound of a tiger's roar seemed to be heard.

The name of this river is Huxi.

But the Lushan Waterfall on the mountain has been frozen, but the stream in front of us is still flowing as usual. There must be something fishy.

Of course, Huxi has indeed been made into a myth.

Rumor has it that on the night when Master Huiyuan built Donglin Temple, there were thunder and lightning in the sky, wind and rain, and a lot of high-quality wood gushed out from the pool in front of the temple. Huan Yi, the governor of Jin State at that time, was greatly surprised and believed even more that Huiyuan was a divine monk. Therefore, the main hall of Donglin Temple was called Shenyun Hall.

The pool where the wood gushed out is now called the "Chumu Pool" and is worshipped by countless pilgrims who come to Donglin Temple.

However, Huiyuan's massive construction of the Donglin Temple also angered a tiger demon lurking deep in Mount Lu.

When a tiger demon attacked late at night, Master Huiyuan brought the warmest water from Longshou Mountain to suppress it, and that’s how the river got its name.

And because this water is extremely yang, it will not freeze even in the cold winter.

Lu Chen checked the water quality quickly and found that it was normal water, without any abnormality.

"The tiger roar is real, which proves that the tiger demon is indeed suppressed here. We just don't know where it is suppressed."

Lu Chen stood up again and walked along the river. Not long after, he saw a bridge. On the outside of the bridge were three big characters "Huxi Bridge".

There was no one around. The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and more than half of the monks from Donglin Temple had gone out, so Huxi Bridge seemed extremely quiet.

Lu Chen held the bridge with one hand, and his spiritual consciousness began to expand and reach out to explore the secrets of Huxi Bridge.

However, the results of divine sense investigation showed that everything around was normal.

Lu Chen was not too surprised. If the secret of Huxi Bridge could be discovered so easily by him, nothing would have happened for so many years.

"It seems that we still need to go to Longshou Mountain."

Longshou Mountain is the place where Buddha Todala attained the status of Arhat. It is also the place where the original energy of the cave was emitted. Perhaps there will be some answers there.

Lu Chen stood up and walked towards the location of Longshou Mountain.

Not long after, Lu Chen arrived at Longshou Mountain, which is the source of Huxi.

And here, there are several monks guarding.

This is a monk from Donglin Temple.

Obviously, the anomalies here had long been blocked by Donglin Temple, and martial monks were specially arranged to guard it.

But the strongest of these monks has only just touched the edge of the mage realm.

Lu Chen just used a little trick to make the guarding monks fall into hallucinations, and then began to check the water source on his own.

After inspection, Lu Chen only found a series of underground undercurrents at Longshou Mountain. The water in Huxi gushed out from here.

As for the legendary aura of the cave, Lu Chen did not detect any of it.

"Where on earth is it?"

Lu Chen frowned and looked around the surrounding area again. Finally, he found that a stone wall next to the water source was the most suspicious place.

He looked at the wide stone wall in front of him. This kind of mountain terrain was very normal here.

All of them are characteristics of fault-block mountains.

only……

“Some are too smooth.”

Lu Chen walked forward and touched the stone wall.

If it is a naturally formed broken stone wall, there will be some bumps and depressions.

But this stone wall is different, it is very normal, as if it was cut off by a sword.

From top to bottom, there is no depression or bulge.

Lu Chen probed into it with his spiritual sense, but even though Lu Chen penetrated the stone wall to the other side of the mountain, he still didn't find anything unusual.

Just when Lu Chen thought he was overthinking, suddenly, the jade pendant with the word "Lu" hanging around Lu Chen's waist suddenly flew up and hit the stone wall in front of him.

"what happened?"

Lu Chen Lu Chen was a little stunned. This burst of power made no sense at all.

After the Lu-character jade pendant came into his hands, he checked it countless times and always confirmed that there was no power left on the Lu-character jade pendant.

But what happened now was a slap in his face.

Lu Chen suppressed the urge to take action, his eyes fixed on the changes in the jade pendant with the word "Lu" on it.

The next second, a white light suddenly flashed on the jade pendant with the word Lu on it, and then the jade pendant with the word Lu on it disappeared from Lu Chen's sight.

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows, but seeing that the white light was rapidly weakening, Lu Chen did not hesitate at all, and followed behind and plunged into the white light.

Then, the white light dissipated, and the stone wall in front of him returned to its normal state, as if no one had ever been there.

A cold wind blew past, dispersing the snow piles on the stone wall. Snowflakes fell, completely covering the last trace of Lu Chen.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Chen found himself on a small wooden boat, with a boatman in a straw raincoat and hat rowing the boat beside him.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and the raindrops falling on the face looked very real.

"It's not fake..." Lu Chen's Guizang Compass vision did not find any trace of illusion.

But, isn't it winter now?

"Are you awake?"

At this moment, the boatman in front was looking at him.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. This dialect... didn't sound like the surrounding area: "Where is this place? Where are you from, uncle?"

"Oh, look at my memory. I'm from outside, not a local."

The boatman's language returned to normal at this time, the dialect disappeared, and the transition was extremely smooth.

He laughed and said, "Where are you from? Why are you so depressed that you want to jump into the river?"

"Jump into the river."

Lu Chen muttered.

"You are a young man from a wealthy family, so how can you still be so depressed? Life is just like that. It doesn't matter how you live it. There is chaos and war outside, and everyone has some frustrations. Living a good life is better than anything else..."

The boatman talked incessantly while rowing.

Lu Chen listened and looked at the surrounding environment.

It is really not the coldest time of the year now, but a scene of birds singing and flowers blooming. There are peach trees on both sides of the bank, and the peach flowers are in full bloom.

The boat floats on the water, moving slowly forward.

Lu Chen felt this scene was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it, as if he had forgotten something.

“Is it spring now?”

Lu Chen murmured to himself.

The boatman heard what he said and said with a smile: "It's spring now. Look at the peach blossoms. They are so beautiful. I was also fascinated by them when I came here once."

Lu Chen asked: "Are you also an outsider?"

"That's not the case. I'm a local and our ancestors have been living here." The boatman shook his head.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong, but at the same time he felt it was very reasonable.

By the way, didn’t he just say that he was from another place?
Did I remember it wrong?

This feeling was very strange, but it disappeared after a while. The boatman changed the subject and said, "Our ancestors came here because of the war at the end of the Qin Dynasty. My ancestors are from Wuling..."

As Lu Chen listened, he suddenly blurted out: "During the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, people in Wuling made a living by fishing..."

"What?" the boatman asked in confusion.

"fine."

Lu Chen shook his head, wondering why he blurted out such words. Although they sounded familiar, he felt that they were not something he should say.

"No, my mind is too confused. How did I get here? What was I doing just now... going to Donglin Temple, going to Huxi Bridge? Yes, I went to Donglin Temple to inquire about Huxi Bridge... No, I went to Jiangshui Wharf to kill monsters... Was the Crocodile King killed... How could I have forgotten? Did the plan fail and I was seriously injured by the Crocodile King, so I floated here along the river..."

Lu Chen wanted to recall the details, but the more he thought about it, the more headache he got, just like those people in the movies who would often have headaches after losing their memory and triggering their own brain protection mechanism.

The harder I tried to think about it, the more my head ached. I even felt a sense of crisis quietly emerging at night, as if I had violated some taboo.

Lu Chen quickly retracted the idea of ​​wanting to remember the past and looked at his clothes. "My clothes are clean and tidy, and there is no sign of fighting, so I didn't lose my memory because of a defeat... Then my situation is a little dangerous now. Maybe someone has sealed my memory? Let's see where this is and see what the situation is."

When Lu Chen thought about it this way, his headache really stopped and he became more alert.

Who played tricks in my head?
"Hey, young man, what's your name and where are you from?"

Lu Chen came back to his senses, stood up and bowed his head to introduce himself: "I am Ru Chen, from Xunyang City, thank you for saving me, old man."

"Xunyang."

The boatman smiled and said, "I heard it was a small town on the river bank. I don't know what it is like now. I haven't been to Xunyang, but I have been to a village called Xilu Village in Chaisang. The scenery there is very beautiful and I still remember it clearly."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Old man, what should I call you?"

The boatman said, "My last name is Liu, and I am the fifth child in my family, so everyone calls me Liu Wu. You can call me that, too, sir."

"Uncle Liu."

Lu Chen called out.

The boatman laughed even louder when he heard this, and then introduced Lu Chen to their current destination.

According to the boatman Liu Wu, the place they are going to now is called Qinren Village, because it is a village formed by people who came here to escape the chaos of Qin.

Later, they gradually gathered together to form a village, which was named Qin.

The two of them just kept on talking, one talking and the other listening.

The boat was not traveling very fast, and after traveling a few hundred meters, it reached the end of the water source.

Liu Wu also got off the boat: "We are here. From here, we will reach the village."

As he spoke, Liu Wu pointed to a small hole nearby, from which light came out.

A strange feeling arose in Lu Chen's heart again, and he felt that this scene was very familiar.

But he didn't say anything and followed everyone down the boat. The entrance to the cave was very narrow and even slightly fatter people couldn't get in.

After walking a dozen steps, the cave became a little bigger and less crowded.

After walking a few dozen steps, the two men came out of the cave entrance, and a ball of light shone down.

What comes into view are the vast crisscrossing farmlands, neatly arranged farmhouses, beautiful small ponds, and bamboo forests swaying in the wind.

In the middle, there are farmers working, children playing and fighting, and old people sitting in the fields chatting about family matters.

It looks so comfortable that you can't help but want to blend in and live together, enjoying the comfort that can't be enjoyed in the outside world.

When the people who were busy with farm affairs saw Liu Wu, some of them raised their hands and greeted him.

He asked with a smile how the fish was.

But when they saw Lu Chen, everyone was a little surprised.

"There are outsiders in the village again."

Someone yelled, and everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button. They immediately put down what they were doing and rushed over.

When the crowd was surrounded, Lu Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised. This was too enthusiastic.

It’s just that there’s something strange. Although these people are enthusiastic, no one talks to Lu Chen.

They pointed at him and seemed to be guessing his identity.

Just when Lu Chen was a little confused, the crowd in front of him dispersed in an orderly manner, and an old man holding a dragon-headed cane, wearing a white feather robe, and with white hair and beard slowly stepped forward.

When he saw Lu Chen, the old man looked puzzled and asked, "Where are you from, sir? Are you a new teacher?"

Lu Chen bowed his head and said: "Pinyin...Pinyin..."

His consciousness was a little dazed.

What did he want to say?

Teacher...Am I the new teacher?
No, that's not right, I'm not!

Suddenly, the Guizang Compass vibrated, and Lu Chen regained his clarity of mind. He shook his head and quickly said, "I am Lu Chen, not a teacher."

He always felt that if he spoke too slowly, something unforeseen would happen.

(End of this chapter)