C25

(1)

Under the guidance of Daoist Ling Yin, the two young disciples also started to concentrate on cultivating.

As for the wordless calligraphy book, it was quietly placed on the bookshelf.

At this time, a disciple came to report and said, "A Taoist from the Wu Dang Mountain has arrived."

When Daoist Ling Yin heard those words, he immediately stood up and put down the book in his hand. Then, he hurriedly walked out of the mountain range.

At this moment, the Daoist that had rushed over from Mount Wudang was already waiting at the Golden Treasure Hall.

Daoist Ling Yin immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Does your esteemed master come from Mount Wudang?"

The grey-clothed Daoist said, "I was entrusted by Master Chen Chuan to help you open the mountain and cultivate your Dao to come here."

Daoist Ling Yin was so happy that she hurriedly thanked him.

Then, he immediately sent someone to the surrounding villages to inform the villagers. Prepare to go up the mountain and build roads. Those who were willing to go together could quickly come to the Jade Spring Dao Academy to receive their gratitude. To express my gratitude.

The surrounding villagers all came with farm tools, but none of them were willing to accept payment.

One of the villagers, Wang Ke, was very excited.

"Master Chen found water for us," he said. The townspeople could not help but feel grateful for this great kindness. And today, the people wanted to open a mountain and build a road for themselves. We should do our best. " After saying that, everyone bowed and expressed their gratitude.

Daoist Ling Yin hurriedly bowed and expressed his gratitude to the villagers. He added, "In three days, you can go along the path that ancestor Chen Zheng cultivated and ascend the stairs."

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist Priest immediately gathered the disciples to prepare the food and tools.

②

At this moment, Little Shi and Ling Xu ran out. "Master, we're also going up the mountain to repair the road." Ling Yin smiled and said, "The two of you can lead the younger disciples in the courtyard. Keep watch over the Dao Academy and send some dry rations up to the mountain every two days. You must remember that. "

They loudly said, "I will listen to Master's orders."

Three days later, the villagers arrived at the One-Pun Crevice at the foot of the mountain as promised. They followed the dark green valley and circled up. Over the mountains.

Looking at the high mountain road, everyone was amazed and couldn't help but exclaim. The perseverance that Patriarch Chen Zongshi had in the past.

Daoist Ling Yin also made up his mind. He would open the mountain and build the road. They would take advantage of the thorns and thistles to cut the rocks and build the road. Then, they would immediately start digging. Everyone walked up the stairs one by one, building bridges in front of the water and digging holes in the rocks. They were all busy.

On this day, it was time to deliver the rations to the mountain. Ling Xu led the two young disciples. They were jumping baskets of dry food and heading up the trail.

He saw the mountain roads that he had been building over the past few months. On the slightly flat and wide subgrade, he saw grooves made from stone everywhere, as well as gouges marked with blood.

Ling Xu felt a dull ache in his heart. He pitied his master and the villagers for their hard work. He thought to himself that when he grew up, he would definitely repair the road to the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, a red-furred camphor mouse scurried out from the underbrush by the side of the road. It jumped into the air and stopped in front of Ling Xu.

He suddenly fainted and was no longer able to run. Ling Xu looked down and saw that the back of the red-haired camphor mouse was bleeding. There was a pleading look in his eyes. It was as if he was asking for help.

Ling Xu immediately put down his carrying pole and held the red-furred camphor mouse in his arms. He took out a piece of coarse cloth from his bosom and bandaged it.

He also grabbed some mountain spring water and fed it to him. He looked at the red-haired camphor rabbit, felt somewhat sober, and put it in his bosom.

He picked up his carrying pole and continued up the mountain.

③

When Ling Xu brought the rations over, it was already late and everyone was resting. In the valley, he was eating and warming up around the bonfires. Ling Xu walked up to take a look and saw that many of the villagers' hands were worn and bleeding.

Ling Xu immediately squatted down and found that the red-furred camphor mouse had long since disappeared. Without thinking too much, he immediately took off his daoist robe, tore it into strips of cloth, and hastily bandaged the wounds of the villagers.

Not long later, Ling Xu's daoist robe was all used up.

The excited villagers saw Ling Xu helping them like this. They all took off their clothes and draped it over Ling Xu's body.

Ling Xu shook his head repeatedly.

At this time, Daoist Ling Yin, who was checking on the injuries, saw that Ling Xu was so compassionate towards the villagers, and happily helped him.

He laughed happily in his heart and could not help but mutter to himself, "My Jade Spring Dao Academy has successors now."

Smiling, he walked over and said to Ling Xu, "You have a kind heart, but you must concentrate on cultivating the Dao and succeed in the future. Remember. "Next day, continue to bring dry rations up the mountain. Remember, don't delay on the road."

Ling Xu replied timidly, "Jin obeys master's orders."

(4)

A few days later, they arrived at the foot of a very dark and quiet valley. The four sides of the precipice were filled with cliffs and cliffs; the trees were thick.

There was only a single path that slowly extended forward through the gaps between the mountains. Beside the small path was a huge valley, which was extremely dangerous.

He had to be extra careful when he passed by.

Daoist Ling Yin and the grey-robed Daoist Priest separately inspected their surroundings.

He said, "Not far from the trail, there is a very hidden cave. "You will have to pass through the cave and open a small opening in the cave before you can go around the dangerous valley. Only then will you be able to go through."

As the villagers prepared to enter the cave, they began to survey the terrain.

At this moment, they heard someone speaking not too far away. Everyone stopped what they were doing in shock.

He looked around, but no one appeared. He then continued, "This place is dangerous, please take a detour."

With that, an old man with a hunchback walked out from the depths of the forest. He was leaning on a curved cane. A white-haired face. He smiled kindly.

He said, "Masters, we can't stay here for long. Please leave before it gets dark. "

Daoist Ling Yin immediately came forward and cupped his fists in salute.

He asked the old man: "Greetings to the old man. We are here to repair the road. I don't know why, but you advise me to leave before nightfall." and to the old man, I, Ling Yin, am here to thank the old man. "

The old man's brows tightly knitted as he solemnly said, "This cliff is extremely sinister. There is often a giant serpent essence that roams about here, causing countless injuries. Everyone, even if you work together, you still won't be its match. This old man advises you to leave this place as soon as possible. "In case something bad happens."

With that, he pointed with his bent cane to the other side of the valley.

The sky is going to turn dark today. Please follow me to a cold house to hide for the night, and then we can plan our next move tomorrow.

What do you think? The old man said to Daoist Ling Yin.

Ling Yin raised her head and looked at the sky; it was already late. She then looked at the exhausted clan members and disciples.

He nodded in agreement and followed the old man towards the other side of the valley.

(5)

Suddenly, in the dense forest in the valley behind him. Moments later, a strong wind began to blow. Accompanied by the sound of breaking grass and trees.

It was as if there was a giant creature running out of the grass.

At this time, everyone turned around in shock and saw a huge serpent spirit. He could climb out of the forest.

It raised its head, opened its huge mouth, and kept sticking out its tongue.

The little brothers behind him were all sucked back.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist immediately drew their treasured swords and flew over.

The two of them stabbed out with their swords from left and right.

The Spirit Snake immediately turned around. It wagged its tail and whipped it left and right. The trees on both sides of the path were immediately broken by the tail and crushed into pieces.

Suddenly, the old man rose to his feet and flew into the air. He used his bent crutch to hit the snake spirit.

In a short moment, a white light flashed. In a flash, the green snake spirit turned into a large green stone.

It was placed between two mountains. The deep valley was right below it.

Seeing everything that was happening in front of him, Ling Yin hurriedly led the villagers and disciples to kowtow and thank them.

The old man stepped forward and said, "Daoist Priest, there is no need to be so courteous, I am." "This mountain cultivates the incarnation of a thousand-year-old camphor tree rat. It is to repay the kindness of the Taoists for the child's life."

After saying that, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and flew away.