I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"According to past experience, if the true dragon is not seen for several days after the beginning of spring, it will definitely not come out. Many hermits in the mountains have left. Why do you still stay here and refuse to leave, sir?"

The old man looked at Song You in confusion.

"I am no better than the hermits in the mountains. The hermits in the mountains live in the mountains and can come every year. But I travel thousands of miles to come here. I may only come here once in my life. If I can't wait, I may never get the opportunity again in this life. Now that I have seen the true dragon, I am naturally not willing to leave so easily."

Song You answered truthfully.

"That's true." The old man nodded and said with a smile, "Sir, you are also very obsessed with this."

"We are originally wandering Taoists. We travel around the world and love to see the wonders of the world. If there is a real dragon in the world, we would naturally want to see it." Song You said and paused, "Besides, I, the Patriarch, learned about it many years ago. I once said that the real dragon has become extinct in the world, and I also want to know whether the real dragon is extinct. If not, I will have to change the records in the book after I return."

"I see."

"Besides, we have heard about the rumor of a real dragon in the south of Yunzhou more than ten years ago. We have been thinking about this day for more than ten years, so naturally we cannot give up lightly." Song You said and looked at the old man again. "Isn't it like Shiba hasn't left yet?"

"Even if there is no real dragon here, it is still a place with rich spiritual energy and mysterious charm. The scenery is even more beautiful. Practicing in front of the sea of ​​clouds is also a beautiful thing."

"I think so too."

"Haha! Let's toast to the Taoist Master!"

"you are welcome……"

The wine bowls touched each other lightly, drinking from each other.

The roast chicken makes everyone's mouth full of oil.

The two continued to talk, while Maoer lay next to him, holding a piece of chicken leg and chewing it carefully, sipping the oil in the bone, and thinking about his own affairs. The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was also beside him. With his ability, he would not He couldn't get a word in between the two of them. On the contrary, no matter what he was talking about, whether he was talking about local affairs, spiritual practice, or legends, he was involved in everything and could pick up the conversation naturally.

"How long have you been in this mountain again?" Song You asked the old man.

"Let me think about it..."

The old man looked up at the sky and thought for a while before saying: "I was on this mountain in the second year of Puyuan. I saw a real dragon rising once. After feeling that this place was extraordinary, I made up my mind to come to this mountain to practice practice the next year. I have been living there ever since. I haven’t been down the mountain from Mao’er Mountain for fifty or sixty years.”

"Fifty or sixty years?"

The middle-aged man named Liu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The cat next to him also heard the words he was interested in. His ears twitched, he raised his head and glanced at the old man, then looked around in confusion, then lowered his head and continued to eat the chicken legs.

"Hahaha, I built a few bamboo houses on the mountain and opened a few fields. In addition to paying some taxes for buying salt, no one comes to collect my taxes on the mountain. In addition to meditating and practicing all day long, I pick chrysanthemums and soak them in water. Pine leaf Sencha, you cultivate it yourself, you are self-sufficient, and when you are free, other hermits come to visit you, or you go to other people's places to hang out, you are so uncomfortable, why go down the mountain?"

"That old gentleman, this year..."

"I was forty when I went up the mountain."

"oops!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was suddenly startled, frowned and thought, sucked in the air-conditioning, and then asked: "Where is Mao'er Mountain..."

"It's just south of Bada. The two hills next to each other look like cat ears."

"Which one is it?" said the middle-aged man surnamed Liu. "I have heard from several hermits before that there is an old immortal living on that mountain. He is very good at Taoism, knows many magic spells, has great cultivation, and has many Taoist practices. The hermits all regard him as a highly respected senior. When they encounter problems in practice or spells, they will ask for advice. Even other hermits who do not practice Taoism often come to visit him. They have also heard that the old immortal once lived in the mountains. Is it the old gentleman who is talking to a real dragon?"

“Don’t dare to take it seriously, don’t take it seriously…”

He said he didn't dare to take it seriously, but in fact he was admitting in disguise that he was the old Taoist he mentioned.

"I have admired you for a long time." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was very shocked and very happy. "Liu wanted to visit the old man for a long time, but he heard that the old man was old and gradually disliked being disturbed, so other hermits came to visit. I was often invited back, so I didn’t go, but I didn’t expect to meet the old gentleman here.”

"It's not as mysterious as everyone says..."

The old man felt a little embarrassed. He put down his wine bowl and handed him over again and again: "The person sitting here at the moment is just an old man who is enjoying the feast of two people."

"Since I have been in the mountains for fifty or sixty years, I think I have seen real dragons many times?" Song You asked.

"This is natural." The old man nodded, "Not only have I seen the real dragon many times, but due to some special fate, I have also talked with the real dragon below, and I have also dreamed of the real dragon."

"I wonder what the fate is?"

"It's hard to say."

"I'm presumptuous." Song You nodded, "Then do you know when the real dragon will show up?"

"There is no pattern to follow. The real dragon sleeps below on weekdays. It can only appear around the Independence Spring to get some air. Sometimes if he wants to come out, he will be seen by the world. Sometimes if he doesn't want to, he will lie dormant and rest in the dragon pond. , as for when he is willing and when he is not willing, even the gods don’t know.”

"I see……"

Song You looked regretful.

Half a roasted chicken was enough for the Taoist and the cat, but with the addition of an old man, it was a bit too much. Fortunately, Song You still had some dry food, and the old man also brought some pine nuts, which was more than enough to satisfy his hunger.

But the meat and wine also went down quickly.

The sun has already come out, and the morning light is bright.

The clouds and fog have dropped slightly, but they are still vast and boundless.

The old man wiped his mouth, stood up and said goodbye: "It's daybreak today, and I still have a few people to visit on the mountain. I don't want to wait with you two, so I thanked them for the wine and meat and left first."

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu quickly stood up and held hands with him.

"It's better to meet after hearing for a long time. When I met today, I realized that the old gentleman is really a hermit. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will visit the old gentleman on Mao'er Mountain. I also ask the old gentleman not to turn me away."

"Hahahaha, you businessman is really blind. If you really want to get to know the immortals and masters, you only need to protect the person next to you. Why bother with others." The old man raised his head and laughed, without agreeing or responding directly to Liu Zhong. The young man even finished speaking and walked up the mountain.

He took two steps along the field ridge and suddenly stopped.

He turned back, looked at Song You, and asked: "Taoist Master Song is so cultivated, and he is waiting here so hard. There is still a faint thought in his eyebrows. Isn't it just to get a glimpse of the real dragon?"

Song You raised his head and looked at him.

But before Song You could answer, he laughed twice more and continued walking up the mountain waving his hands.

The pace is strong and strong, and walking on mountain roads is like walking on flat ground.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu still bent over with his hands clasped, maintaining a respectful posture, but he was thoughtful. After a moment, he turned back and said to Song You: "This old gentleman is nearly a hundred years old. It can be seen that Does he look like he is only 50 or 60 years old? Even ordinary people who are more tired and in their 40s or 50s look much older than him. He really has a way of longevity and a good look."

"yes……"

Song You also nodded in agreement, still looking ahead, the figure getting further and further away.

There is a vague feeling——

There is still a chance for the two to meet.

So he withdrew his gaze and continued to sit here cross-legged, practicing and waiting, while thinking in his mind.

One day passed again.

I didn't go to investigate tonight.

As expected, early the next morning, the old man came again.

This morning, the middle-aged man surnamed Liu brought wine and meat again, and the old man also brought some dried fruits. Both of them brought a pot of wine, and they still drank together in the white clouds.

The three of them chatted just like yesterday.

But today the old man was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, the middle-aged man surnamed Liu left first.

When the middle-aged man surnamed Liu left, the old man said to Song You, "Can Taoist Song tell me whether my guess is correct?"

"..."

Song You looked at him, and after a moment he said, "What I said is right, I do have something else to look for."

"what is that?"

"One side of aura."

"What's the use of taking it? Just asking for treasure?"

"Condensing the underworld."

"The underworld? The spiritual charm of the five directions and five elements?"

"Exactly."

"I have heard of it before." The old man nodded and said to him, "But the underworld is like the former Heavenly Palace. It has become the general trend of the world. Even if it needs to be condensed, no one needs to take care of it. It will happen naturally in a few years. Success will be achieved, so why should Taoist Master rush for more than ten years?"

This old man is not simple, and his questions are very accurate.

Song You's face was calm and he was thinking in his heart.

"It is true as Shisui said, even if no one takes care of it, the underworld will slowly gather and succeed, just a little slower. However, the world has changed greatly now. You may not know it when you are deep in the mountains, but the chance of people under the mountain dying and turning into ghosts has been It is getting higher and higher, and is temporarily being accommodated by Fengzhou Ghost City. If the underworld cannot be built early, Fengzhou Ghost City cannot accommodate it, and the world will be even more chaotic."

"That's it." The old man nodded and said, "But the aura of the five directions and the five elements must also be in the five directions, right?"

"I have taken the other four directions."

"The Taoist priest is really amazing." The old man praised, "It seems that he is bound to win."

"yes."

"But this last party may not be doing well."

“It’s not going well for everyone.”

"This side may be even worse." The old man smiled, "Even if he is an ancient power, his life or death will be unpredictable if he lightly enters the depths of the dragon pond."

"Even if I don't come to get it, this Lingyun will not stay here for too long. Condensing the underworld and the underworld is the meaning of its birth. When the underworld and the underworld are about to condense, it will naturally go there." Song You said as he spoke. Look at the old man.

"More than ten years is still time."

The old man narrowed his eyes and sighed.

"yes."

The Taoist also agreed very much.

The old man understood what he meant and asked with a smile: "For the sake of the underworld, the Taoist priest is willing to take risks?"

"not only that……"

"Oh? Is there any other reason?"

"But it's hard to put into words."

"Is there anyone better to talk to than me?"

"..."

"The Taoist Priest doesn't want to jump down from here and enter the Dragon Pond to snatch that aura, and he doesn't want to open his heart to me. Do you want to sit here and wait until next year?"

"Too……"

The Taoist nodded and smiled, no longer hesitating, and said bluntly: "Back then, the Heavenly Palace was condensed in this way. I want to take advantage of my youth to personally promote the cohesion of the underworld and the underworld. Through this process, I can have a glimpse of how the Heavenly Palace was condensed back then. If it works, what’s so mysterious about it?”

"oh?"

"Today there are often ungrateful gods who not only do no good to living beings, but also cause trouble to the world. These gods really should not embark on the road to heaven."

"..."

After listening, the old man became silent.

Looking at this Taoist, I didn't know whether to be surprised at his intentions or sigh at his calmness.