Golden Greenery

Yang Yi always felt that he had forgotten something very important, but he couldn't remember it.

After parting ways with his junior brothers Lu Yan and Abi in Tongguan, Yang Yi went to Huashan. He first went to Zhangchao Valley to see Chen Tuan, where junior brother Chen's bones were buried.

The 11th Palace chopped off Zhao Kuangyin’s head, and then went directly to Dali’s Immortal Changchun Valley with Zhou Yingluo. Afterwards, he parted ways with his beloved disciple Li Xiaoyao in Shushan, and crossed the snow-capped mountains to the west to Europe.

11Go to Guanzhong to visit Junior Brother Chen Tuan.

The Yuntai Temple on the north peak of Huashan Mountain is still there, but it is somewhat dilapidated. There are only two old Taoist priests in the temple. 11. His disciples and grandsons at Yuntai Temple soon dispersed.

Decades ago, there was a little-known swordsman in the arena of the Central Plains. He called himself Huolong Zhenren, but no one knew his real name. Master Huolong is not young. He said that he is Chen Tuan's apprentice. Yang Yi knew this was impossible. Through the analysis of his swordsmanship style, he felt that this Fire Dragon Master was more likely to be a half-way disciple of Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao has taught martial arts to too many people, and it is inevitable that some of them are good and some are bad, but those who were too bad were all killed by him himself later, so Zhenren Huolong should not be too bad.

Fifteen years ago, Master Huolong traveled to Hezhong Mansion and was treated as an honored guest by the Lu family. Lu Yan learned swordsmanship from him, and Master Huolong died after three years of learning.

Lu Yan's appearance and temperament are very similar to Yuan Tiangang, but on the inside he is a character who looks exactly like Lao Zhangtou. He deceives people with a more confident expression than Lao Zhangtou, making you involuntarily convinced.

Just like Lao Zhangtou, Lu Yan is now also a living god in the Song Dynasty. He said that he was born in the Zhenyuan period of the Tang Dynasty and was almost three hundred years old. This statement is obviously much more restrained than Lao Zhangtou's three thousand years old.

Why did Li Longji believe Lao Zhangtou's nonsense? The current Zhao Song official family believed Lu Yan's story for the same reason.

Lu Yan said that his Taoist master inherited the power of the Han Dynasty immortal master Zhongli, and was personally taught by Han Zhongli. He said that he had two Taoist companions, and now they both became immortals and became fairies.

Of course, these are what Lu Yan said to others, and there is no need to do the same thing to Yang Yi.

Lu Yan, whose courtesy name was Dongbin and whose Taoist name was Chunyangzi, was 25 years old when he met Yang. He was in his prime and showed great talent. He is the fourth senior brother Yang Yi has met, who has been in this world for nearly five hundred years, and the fourth person he can completely trust.

Yang Yi once asked Lu Yan, why are there thousands of ascetics in the world, but only you four, Lao Yuan, Lao Zhangtou, Chen Tuan and Xiao Lu, can tell at a glance that I am a dead person? Why are only the four of you whose lives are related to mine?

Lu Yan said he didn’t know,

However, after each Taoist cultivator has cultivated his Taoist heart, he will begin to feel his destiny. Only by fulfilling his Taoist destiny can he cultivate the Great Way. Only one cultivator of the Tao can achieve the Taoist heart, and everyone's Tao destiny is also different.

Lu Yan said: "Brother, my destiny is you. If you want to find a way to go back, I will help you find it like Tiangangzi, Tongxuan and Fuyaozi."

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Yuntaiguan only has a very small courtyard and three or four rooms, some of which are damaged and leaking. Yang Yi gave Lao Tao some silver and asked him to hire a few craftsmen to carry some bricks and tiles to repair it. Then he naturally settled down in Po Tao Temple and waited for Xiao Lu to return after protecting the flowers.

Huashan Mountain is steep and steep, making it extremely difficult to climb. Since ancient times, Huashan Mountain has been a road, and Beifeng is the first peak on this road. There are five peaks in Huashan Mountain, and the other four peaks are much higher than the North Peak.

Yang Yi had been waiting on the mountain for a month, and it was almost time for Xiao Lu to come back. During this month, the sheep often wandered around in the mountains when they had nothing to do.

On this day, it was drizzling in the mountains. As soon as the sheep came to a huge stone platform above the Thousand-foot Building, he saw the rain and mist rising in the mountains, like a fairyland. This kind of scene is suitable for reciting poems and writing poems, but for Yang Yi, nothing is more enjoyable than practicing boxing and kicking.

Because of the steepness of Huashan Mountain, there are few tourists and visitors. This is the main reason why the incense of Yuntai Temple is difficult to flourish. Often no one comes for ten days and a half, and Yang Yi doesn't worry about others interrupting his martial arts practice.

He took off his robe and top, tightened his wide-mouthed trousers, and started practicing shirtless. The fist wind passed by, causing rain and mist to scatter, the trees swayed, and the sheep were beaten hard enough.

Suddenly, he was extremely alert and stopped, looking at the exit of the Thousand Feet Building fifty steps away. Sure enough, there was a person standing there.

He was in his forties or fifties, with a tall build and leggings tied around his wrists under his robe, clearly dressed like a martial artist. Moreover, it is obviously not easy to climb up from the extremely steep Thousand-foot-Tianxian-Tian-Thousand-foot Building, which is said to be a thousand feet high, but still breathe evenly.

"Good work!" The visitor cheered loudly, then walked towards the sheep and saluted with clasped fists.

"Little brother, good kung fu. Although this set of Luohan Fuhu Fist is ordinary, when performed by little brother, it is full of power and domineering. It is the only one I have seen in my life, and I admire it."

"My little brother is so good at kung fu, he must be by no means unknown in the world. May I ask what the hero's name is?"

Yang Yi was disturbed from his martial arts practice for no reason, and felt quite unhappy. He did not answer his words, but frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hahaha..." The visitor did not feel dissatisfied. After smiling heartily, he clasped his fists again: "Sajia Guanzhong Zhou Dong." The words were powerful and he was obviously quite confident in his name.

Yang Yi didn't know much about the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. He had never heard of this name, so he accepted it perfunctorily. "Okay, long time to see you. What do you want?"

Zhou Tong was a little embarrassed. He never expected that Yang Yi would be indifferent to his name. But Zhou Tong is a forthright hero who doesn't stick to trivial matters, so naturally he won't blame Yang Yi for his rudeness.

"The Sa family passed by Huashan Mountain and saw the majestic and ethereal mountains in the rain, so they climbed up to take a look at the scenery. I never wanted to disturb my little brother's practice. It would be rude and disrespectful."

Sheep waved his hand. "It's okay, this is not my home mountain. Mr. Zhou, please excuse me."

His casual attitude aroused Zhou Tong's curiosity.

"Brother, I see that your boxing skills are so powerful that you have few opponents in the martial arts world. Can you please give me your name?"

Yang Yi moved the hand he had just put down again. "I am not a martial artist. I am not a villager in the mountains, so I won't mention it. Mr. Zhou, where are you from?"

"The Sa family is a native of Guanzhong. Six months ago, at the invitation of Abbot Xuanci, he went to Shaolin Temple to participate in the martial arts conference. After that, he stayed with friends in Bianliang for a few months and returned to Guanzhong recently. Little brother..."

"Oh, Mr. Zhou has been to Shaolin Temple?" Yang Yi became interested. To be able to make the Shaolin Temple issue a hero post invitation was a powerful figure in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. This Zhou Tong was obviously no small player. "Are you famous?"

Zhou Tong smiled helplessly: "It's a bit of a bad reputation, but it's just a compliment from fellow martial artists, so it's not worth showing off." He was very modest.

"Mr. Zhou, I would like to take the liberty to ask, which sect are you from and who did you learn from?"

Zhou Tong puffed up his chest and said, "The Sa family created its own Eagle Claw Fanzimen, and learned from the Master Jin Tai of the Divine Fist."

"Jin Tai?...Ah, Jin Tai!"

Yang Yi suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something, that is, he had forgotten this golden platform.

More than 30 years ago, in the Juelin Temple of Champa Kingdom, before the wise monk Yang Wulang passed away, he not only asked Yang Yi to send the ultimatum back to the Shaolin Temple, but also asked Yang Yi to tell Shaolin what happened to him and let Bodhidharma The court captured and even killed the evil thief Jintai.

Yang Wulang was robbed by Jintai of the money he had collected from alms for many years, and was chased all the way to the sea, causing him to live overseas and eventually die in a foreign country.

After Yang Yi arrived at the Shaolin Temple, because he was mistaken for the Lingxiu monk, he completely forgot about the incident for nearly forty years. Today Zhou Tong mentioned Jintai, which reminded him of something he had promised but failed to do.

I'm so sorry Yang Wulang.

"What? Are you the apprentice of the dog thief Jintai? Where is your beastly master now?"