Swordsman in Tianlong

() On the bank of the Taotao River, it is not something ordinary people can do to pass the voice into Chu Feng's ears, but peacefully as if talking to each other.

Chu Feng's thoughts turned, and he looked at the man, and saw a man in a yellow robe, walking towards him, stood up, and said to the man, "I don't know... I don't know about this master, what advice can I give?" The man When he got closer, Chu Feng saw that the light on his head could tell others, that he was a monk.

"Amitabha, this old monk is rude. It's just that this fruit is called 'snake head fruit'. Although it looks delicious, it is not edible." The monk walked up to Chu Feng very quickly, and pointed at Chu Feng. The fruit he took out from his bosom said very seriously.

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Chu Feng asked sincerely: "This...inedible means it is poisonous?"

The old monk nodded seriously. Chu Feng thought that he happened to eat this fruit two hours ago, so he hurriedly asked, "What if I ate it?" He ate it, and sighed: "Fortunately, you met this old man..." Before he finished speaking, the fruit was not yet ripe when Chu Feng made noodles, and after eating three or five, he would feel nauseated after a while.In this barren mountain and wild ridge, this fruit is eaten to satisfy the hunger. If you really want to vomit, and encounter some wolves, tigers and leopards, one life is really not enough to toss.

The old monk deftly avoided Chu Feng's "sudden attack", and looked at Chu Feng lying on the riverside polluting the water calmly, and became a little curious about this young man who was obviously dressed in local clothes.This snake head fruit is very common in the area of ​​Wuliang Mountain. After two months, when the fruit is ripe and the stems fall, not only does it not have this strange poison, but it is also very delicious.

Chu Feng vomited three times in a row, and then he stopped. His eyes began to stare at the old monk, who stretched out his right index finger and rested on his wrist.After a while, the old monk nodded to him, indicating that he was fine, then went to the water source, scooped up half of the water with the rice bowl, and handed him to wash the residue from the corners of his mouth.

After Chu Feng finished rinsing his mouth, the old monk took out a few leaves from the medicine basket behind his back, crushed them and sprinkled them in the bowl, motioning him to drink them.Chu Feng drank the little residual water mixed with the leaves, and then he felt that his overwhelmed stomach was a little smoother. He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and thanked the old monk solemnly: "Thank you, master, for your advice. Let me tell you, I will take a few more pills, and today I will have to confess my life."

Seeing him thanking him, the old monk shook his head and said, "It's a little effort, why should I thank you."

Chu Feng said: "The master doesn't care about it, but it is a life-saving grace to me. Kid Chu Feng, haven't you asked the master's Dharma name yet?"

The old monk pointed to his iconic scorched yellow eyebrows, and said: "This is the old man's yellow eyebrows." He was still a little strange in his heart, there are actually some young people in Dali who can't recognize these iconic yellow eyebrows .

"So it's Master Huangmei..." Chu Feng read it casually at first, but before he could finish the sentence, he changed it to, "The unknown master has a long life?" Now that he knew that the old monk in front of him was Master Huangmei, He naturally remembered the iconic pair of eyebrows, the game between the old monk in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations and the leader of the world's four villains, and the classic riddle he made in order to fight for the black, and by the way he also remembered Monk Huangmei was sixty-nine that year.

The yellow-browed monk lived in the "Nianhua Temple" for a long time, and Buddhism is the state religion of Dali.Even if the lord of Dali came in person, he would still be called a "virtuous brother".It is very rare for Chu Feng to face each other casually.The yellow-browed monk came to gather medicine in the Wuliang Mountain by accident today, but he encountered this strange boy, let alone this sudden problem.

Hearing Chu Feng's question, the yellow-browed monk rarely showed a little surprise, but he still replied: "The old monk is sixty-seven this year. I don't know why the benefactor Chu asked this question."

67, 67... No wonder this Beiming Divine Art was hidden in the Land of Langhuan, and Duan Yu ran away from home in the future, and he didn't know what would happen to him.Chu Feng gave a rare malicious smile in his heart, and said to the yellow-browed monk: "I once heard the old man say that the yellow-browed venerable is over sixty years old. I don't want the real Buddha to be in front of me today, but I have doubts in my heart. It's really wrong."

The yellow-browed monk knows that he has practiced martial arts for many years, so he naturally ages slower than ordinary people. In addition, his natural yellow eyebrows are not like ordinary monks who turn gray when they reach age. It seems that he has just passed his destiny.It's just that if Chu Feng saw him, he would kneel down and worship him.But now that the old monk revealed his identity, and Chu Feng kowtowed again, it seemed that he was forcing Chu Feng to kowtow to him.

The yellow-browed monk flicked his right hand, and Chu Feng could no longer worship, and said with a smile, "It's human nature, so there is no need to blame yourself." The yellow-browed monk's smile made the two burnt-yellow eyebrows tremble back and forth, and the solemnity of the Buddhist Dharma was gone. Shao, "Don't blame me for being troublesome. People rarely come to this barren mountain. What's the important thing for Chu's benefactor to come here?"

After hearing the old monk's question, Chu Feng really didn't know how to answer. "He" came all the way to Wuliang Mountain, but was forced to fall off the cliff by the disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect.Such things are really not for outsiders to understand, so I could only smile shyly and said: "I was going to visit my relatives at 'Shanrendu'. When I left in the morning, the shopkeeper said that it was not far away, who knows It's been more than half a day, and I haven't arrived yet." He remembered that Duan Yu left Langhuan Blessed Land and arrived at the "Shanrendu" not long ago, so he replied like this.

The yellow-browed monk's face became strange, and the smile in his eyes became heavier. He patted Chu Feng on the shoulder, pointed behind him and smiled, "You are going to 'Shanren Ferry', this direction... is the wrong way." The old monk It's kind and honest, and he didn't get too entangled in this matter, and continued, "I'm going to look for some herbs near the 'Shanrendu', why don't you and I go together?"

Chu Feng said: "Being able to walk with the master is the blessing of the disciples." He knew that walking along the way, under the eyes of the old monk accumulated over the years, he might show a lot of lies, but it is not easy to refuse.However, he made up his mind to find a reason to leave when he arrived at Shanrendu, and he did not show timidity along the way.

The yellow-browed monk stopped talking, picked up the medicine basket put aside, and carried it on his shoulders.Chu Feng took half a step forward, took the medicine basket from the Huangmei monk, and said, "Master collects medicine to save people, this kind of strenuous work should be taught to young people." Huangmei monk nodded, not polite to Chu Feng, and took the first step Step out.

With the preset destination, Chu Feng's footsteps also began to be brisk, but the old monk next to him was obviously walking lightly, but he was always a bit faster than him in a leisurely manner.That's fine, Chu Feng was afraid that the old monk would ask ordinary and brutal questions like "Where are you from, young man" and "Why did you come to be a good man to visit relatives" on the road. "There are also people who directly "borrow"...;