C26

(1)

Ling Yin watched the green smoke fly up to the peak of the mountain and immediately disappear.

Then he remembered what the old man had said.

This matter was quite strange. They had been repairing the road here for several months now, but they hadn't encountered a camphor mouse with a supernatural ability. How could they talk about repaying the favor?

Ling Zhen hid it within his heart, occasionally recalling the reason behind this matter.

Suddenly, a disciple came to report, "Reporting to Master, the mountain road ahead is not accessible. It's a narrow valley with four walls and a depression."

Hearing this, Ling Yin hurriedly ran over. When he saw everything that was happening in front of him, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

There were mountains surrounding this place and the walls were everywhere. The ground was located in a low depression, and the mountain spring flowed down the precipice. It formed a magnificent waterfall in the middle of the mountain.

The area where the spring water flowed felt like it had fallen into a narrow valley.

The people who entered the valley stood there as if they were in a bottle.

It was so depressing that it made people unable to breathe.

At the place where the waterfall fell, there was a clear spring that was bubbling up. Beside the spring water, there was a cave, which was shrouded by aquatic plants and forest trees. It was a bit dark and mysterious.

The cave was pitch black, with only mist curling around it like layers of mist.

Everyone looked around in panic, trying to find a way up the mountain.

②

At this moment, a figure faintly appeared at the entrance of the valley. His face could not be seen clearly amidst the fog of the mountain.

He said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is going to rain soon! Beware of flash flood. Please go down the mountain quickly! We can't stay here for long. " After saying that, he disappeared without a trace.

Daoist Ling Yin raised his head and looked at the sky in horror. The sky was unexpectedly clear, and there was no rain.

Everyone looked at each other hesitantly, half believing and half doubting.

At this moment, the grey-robed cultivator said, "We'll look around and see if there are any other paths to climb the mountain."

After saying that, everyone began to look around for a way to leave.

③

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in all directions in the valley, blowing away the branches and dry grass. The crushed rocks on the mountaintop also fell down with a "hua hua hua" sound.

The sky immediately turned dark, and a strong gray cloud was pressing down on them. The entire valley was shrouded in it, making it difficult to breathe.

In a moment, the only sound that could be heard was the pitter patter of rain! Angele stood up and the ground around him started getting wet. The spring water also seemed to become murkier.

At this time, everyone finally believed the words of that mysterious person.

Daoist Ling Yin quickly organized everyone to hide in a place with heavy rain. He discovered that behind a dense forest, there was a high and slanted cliff.

There was a platform filled with grass that was as tall as a man. On the cliff face, there seemed to be a man-made hole that could be used to hide from the heavy rain.

Ling Yin immediately brought everyone to climb up.

(4)

The rain was getting heavier now, and they were all huddled together under the stone wall.

Ling Yin looked around the platform. When she raised her head, she was surprised to find that there was a character carved next to the gouge in the cliff.

Ling Yin couldn't help but guess that this place must be where Patriarch Chen Chuanqing had been. He had carved his way up the mountain one by one. Grab the vines and roots. Climbing up a cliff with bare hands was extremely dangerous. If one was not careful, their body would be smashed to smithereens.

Everyone could not help but marvel at the scene. He thought back to the time when Martial Ancestor Chen Yin had no idea how someone managed to climb the mountain. Each of the gouges on the cliff had been personally carved by the ancestor. It was easy to imagine how difficult it was, and the ancestor's unwavering conviction that the thousand foot cliff was the peak of the mountain was conquered by the victor.

Ling Yin thought to herself, using a firm conviction to encourage herself. She even secretly made up her mind in her heart that she would definitely climb this mountain.

Lingyin carefully observed the surrounding terrain as well as the trend of the mountains.

At this moment, under the heavy rain on the cliff face. They were all dew and very smooth. It was even more unsuitable for climbing.

It seemed that he could only wait until after the heavy rain. Lingyin had no choice but to take care of everyone else, and unite to face the storm together.

(5)

At this moment, a series of 'sha sha' sounds could be heard from the top of the mountain as rocks of all sizes began to fall. All of a sudden, it landed on several villagers.

Ling Yin looked up and realized that things were not going well due to the torrential rain. Some of the rocks began to loosen up, as if they were going to fall at any moment.

Lingyin quickly organized everyone and half squatted at the foot of the stone cliff in the innermost area. in case you get hit by a slider.

Suddenly, a few rocks fell from the top of the mountain. The weeds and dead wood smashed into the place where they had been standing just a moment ago. Everyone immediately curled up in fear as they thanked Lingyin for discovering the danger in time, allowing them to escape.

At this moment, some villagers noticed that they had landed on the pile of rubble in front of them. As the rain washed away, the black and purple water flowed out.

Ling Yin felt very strange, so he carefully walked over and picked up the stone.

He actually found a strange plant with a purplish black body. It looked like a lotus leaf. There was a stem as thick as a wrist. The rock had smashed it to pieces, and black and purple water kept flowing out.

Seeing that it was a pity, Lingyin immediately bent down and used one hand to lift it up. Then, she pulled out a piece of cloth from her belt and wrapped it around it.

At this time, the quick-sighted villager said:

"That seems to be a thousand year old Lingzhi. It's a treasure, keep it well."

After saying that, he continued squatting there.

6

Suddenly, the thousand year lingzhi was gone. Lingyin looked around but did not find any trace of him. However, a figure suddenly appeared where the Lingzhi was. The old man with long hair and a beard that looked very strange immediately knelt down in front of Ling Yin.

Ling Yin was shocked and hurried forward to help him up. The weird old man said, "I am the thousand year old Ganoderma from this mountain. When it grows on the cliff, it is washed down by the sudden torrential rain and it was almost smashed by the rocks. "

The strange old man continued:

"Today, I coincidentally met a fated person who passed my true body and allowed me to shine. It was truly the will of the heavens, and this little god is willing to lend a helping hand to his benefactor." As he spoke … With a wave of his hand, a silver weapon that could split open a mountain and cut the road appeared in his hand. It flickered with silver light, making it look extremely sharp.

He immediately brought out the sharp weapon with both hands. After that, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the rain of smoke.

Lingyin watched him leave, then looked at the hazy rain between the mountains. Now, it seemed to gradually stop, and the sky began to light up bit by bit. He slowly revealed the blue sky.

The wind from the mountain was blowing slowly as well. Waves of fragrance filled his nose, causing his body and mind to be in perfect condition.

He saw the flood on the mountain. It was still flowing down. It was as if the rain had not stopped at the top of the mountain. The sky was half clear and half dark, which was very strange.

Moreover, the flood seemed to be slowly rising. At this moment, some of the villagers' emotions were stirred up.