I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"Is it possible that what the Taoist Master said is true?"

"Don't dare to lie."

"Absurd! Who in the world would dare to do this?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"The immorality of gods has been a thing throughout the ages. Even if the world is changed and a group of gods are changed, this process cannot be avoided. If the Taoist Master wants to start from the Heavenly Palace itself and the road to heaven, he will undoubtedly touch the foundation of Heavenly Palace and Shinto. , almost to be superior to the Shinto, it is not only the priests of the Tiangong who have to face, it is also much more difficult than changing the world and changing the emperor."

The old man opened his eyes wide and looked at the Taoist in disbelief: "Even if the Taoist has the power of ancient times, it is too arrogant and reckless to want to do such a thing."

"Every difficult thing in the world begins from here."

"Does the Taoist priest really have such courage?"

"It's not that I have such courage, it's just that the disease of the gods in the Heavenly Palace has become more and more deeply rooted in my bones as time goes by. As the changes in the human world become greater, the conflict with the human world becomes more and more serious." Song You said in a sincere and calm tone as before. His words were enough to scare the gods and Buddhas, "I'm not a god, I'm just a human being."

"With Taoist Master's ability, if you follow the Shinto way, imitate Lord Huoyang, and become an ancient god standing behind the Heavenly Palace, what's the difficulty?"

"This is not what I want."

"How sure is Taoist Master?"

"Things are still undecided. It's hard to say. It just depends on how prepared you are and how much strength you can borrow from heaven and earth." Song You said, "It's just the same sentence. As time goes by, it becomes more and more decayed and old. It is no longer suitable for Tiangong and the human world that should have been moving forward to coexist. I am the successor of Fulong Temple, and it is no longer suitable for Tiangong to coexist. Instead of continuing to delay and leave it to future generations, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity. Xinqi, I happen to be good at this, I just happened to meet..."

Song You showed a smile: "Things that can be solved in my generation will not be left to future generations."

"..."

Hearing this, the old man fell silent again.

The Taoist's tone was really calm and indifferent, just like a hermit meeting another hermit in the mountains, chatting about worldly matters, but what he said was too earth-shattering, and his tone was sincere, and it didn't make people think he was He was telling lies and big words, and even his calm and calm tone gave people a sense of determination that he must do it and it will be done.

Especially the Taoist's smile was very indifferent, but when paired with the words, the old man felt a kind of grandeur rarely seen in his life.

Since this kind of thing is destined to happen, why bother leaving it to future generations?

You should put me first, even if you don’t know whether it will work or not.

This is truly magnificent.

Looking back at today, when people look back at their predecessors, they often see some unimaginable feats and some unimaginable difficulties. They don’t know how their predecessors conquered and won. But in fact, the biggest difficulty faced by our predecessors is not knowing whether things can be accomplished. , I wonder if I can see the dawn of victory, unlike future generations who already know the outcome of the matter when they look back at history.

The old man seemed to be infected by it, and couldn't help but fall into memories. He recalled who was the last person with such courage that he saw in his life, and his face was still clear...

After a moment, he looked away.

The terraces were like glazed mirrors, reflecting the blue of the Heavenly Palace. Wool felt was spread under the trees. The young Taoist still sat cross-legged, looking at him, waiting for his answer. The morning sun cast the shadow of the trees on him.

Next to him was a beautiful calico cat, squatting upright. It seemed that he did not understand the Taoist's words, but he vaguely felt the solemn atmosphere at this time. So he looked serious, stopped wagging his tail, and sat next to the Taoist with his head raised. He stared unblinkingly.

There is also a swallow in the tree overhead.

Yanzi undoubtedly understands the world better, and his eyes are full of shock at this time.

"What do you think?"

The young Taoist still stared at the old man.

"Is this a peach tree?"

The old man looked at the dead tree next to the Taoist, and felt inexplicably that if the tree was full of flowers, the picture under the tree would be very beautiful.

"Peach."

"It would be great if spring begins..."

"Spring has already begun."

"Haha, although the Taoist master practices the four-season spiritual method, he also knows that the four seasons are different in different places and the weather varies. Spring comes early and late, but it cannot be generalized." The old man said with a smile.

"Then I think when will spring come?"

Song You leaned forward slightly, making a gesture of asking for advice.

"..."

However, the old man shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he brought the topic back on track: "The Taoist Master is indeed very courageous, but what if I say that the Taoist Master is taking the life of a real dragon?"

"How to say?"

"There is indeed a real dragon under the cloud pool. The Taoist Master's record that 'the real dragon has become extinct in the world' is not wrong. Things in the world are wonderful and full of coincidences."

"Appreciate further details."

"The true dragon in the cloud pool is probably the last true dragon in the world. I don't know how many years have passed. It's just that the true dragon is dead and the dragon's heart is missing. Fortunately, it fell here. The heaven and earth created an aura with unlimited vitality. Relying on this It has the aura of infinite vitality, and the real dragon has been able to survive to this day." The old man said slowly, "However, although the real dragon lives because of this, it is also trapped here and cannot leave easily. It can only be seen at the beginning of spring every year. Fly out from here, see this vast world, and take a breath."

Song You closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.

"Can Long Wuxin survive?"

"Nature can survive."

"But is this also called living?"

"..."

Just one sentence silenced the old man.

"I have never seen a real dragon, but I have heard that a real dragon soars between heaven and earth and above the clouds. It is unfettered and can change endlessly. It shows its freedom and ease. I named it Fulong, which means the dormant and hidden dragon. From generation to generation, descendants also walk around the world, freely and freely, doing what they want to do and practicing the methods they want to practice." The Taoist opened his eyes and looked at the old man, "Will a real dragon get tired of living like this?"

"You are not a dragon, how can you know what the dragon thinks?"

"I'm offended."

Song You stopped talking and said nothing more. He just picked up the wine bowl and poured wine for him:

"Senior, please drink."

"..."

The old man picked up the wine bowl and looked up at him: "It seems that the Taoist Master is determined to win that Fang Lingyun."

"nature."

"But since this is the case, the Taoist priest is so good, and people are here, why don't you go down and get the spirit by yourself, and wait here?"

"I heard that there is a real dragon living below. I don't know whether it is true or not. It would be rude to interrupt rashly, so I want to wait a little longer. Even if I have to do something rude, I have to wait until there is really no other way."

"The Taoist Master is really polite."

"As it should be."

"Hahahaha, fortunately the Taoist priest didn't rush down to get the treasure!" The old man looked up and smiled, "Over the years, there have been other extraordinary monks who have come here, and there are also people who have great Taoism. But as long as the time of arrival is not the beginning of spring, Before and after, you will definitely not see the real dragon. Even before and after the beginning of spring, if the real dragon doesn’t want to come out, you won’t be able to see it. Doesn’t the Taoist priest think they haven’t tried to go down?”

Song You lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

He didn't know who the "remarkable monks" the old man was talking about were, but the "people who could reach heaven" were probably his ancestors.

"If a real dragon is not angry, it will just go back to the same place. If a real dragon is angry, not many can escape from it." The old man's tone was also very calm, "This is the place where the real dragon lingers, the ancient world. There is no reason to enter other people's caves lightly, let alone forcefully break into the dragon pond."

Song You heard something in his tone, so he put down his wine bowl and humbly asked for advice.

"Then senior, what do you think I should do?"

"Can you trust me?"

"Senior can trust me, and I can trust senior."

"I didn't say I believed you."

"Then I will trust senior first."

"Hahaha, this person is really interesting. Hahaha, I haven't met someone as interesting as you for a long time."

The old man put down his bowl and put his palms down and laughed.

The smile was quite a bit crazy.

Mountain hermits rarely have such a temper.

"I have a plan!"

"Please give me some advice, senior."

"Get up, pack your bags, and walk up this mountain." The old man stretched out a hand and pointed at Bashu Village on the mountain in front of him. "After walking five hundred steps, don't look back. I'll go down first and see if I can I can't tell the real dragon how much of your courage you have, and convince the real dragon to give up the last ten years of eternity and give you aura..."

The old man said for a while, then raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha, as you said, I can lend you some strength between heaven and earth!"

When Mao'er heard this, he turned to look at the Taoist.

Yan Zi also looked down at the Taoist.

"good!"

The Taoist stood up without hesitation.

Then he packed his bags and put them on his horse. Without any doubt or delay, he picked up his bamboo stick and walked up the mountain.

The old man stood beside him, watching him.

A pair of cloudy eyes sparkled with brilliance.

A smile gradually appeared on his face.

The Taoist figure walked further and further away.

The horses' bells rang through the white clouds.

"Meow?"

Mao'er naturally followed the Taoist, but couldn't help but turn around and stare at him, then looked behind him and frowned: "Could that old man lie to us?"

"Miss Sanhua, please don't look back."

"Ms. Sanhua thinks he lied to us."

"Yes."

The Taoist nodded like this but kept walking.

As agreed, he never looked back.

But another figure ran up the mountain.

It's the middle-aged man named Liu.

"Sir! Huh?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was sweating and panting. He ran down the path from the mountain. He almost missed the step several times. He didn't know whether he stepped on it crookedly or his legs had lost strength. He didn't stop until he got close to Song You, panting and surprised. Looking at him: "Sir, are you no longer waiting? Are you leaving?"

"Hard to say."

"Sir! I have something to tell you sir!"

"What's up?"

Song You stopped slightly and looked up at him.

"Sir, don't be afraid."

"Is it about the old man?"

"How do you know, sir?"

"Guess."

"That's the old gentleman! What Liu said before is all true! The old gentleman really lives on Mao'er Mountain in the south. It's just that Liu just went to visit a friend. In the village, he happened to meet a Taoist monk in the mountain. The hermit came to buy oil and salt, chatted with him, and talked about the old gentleman. Then I heard that the old gentleman had died two years ago!"

"Meow?"

Before Song You could speak, Mao'er was stunned and instantly turned his head to look back.

There were only patches of terraced fields at the foot of the mountain. The clouds and mist were rising. A mountain peach tree without a single leaf stood at the edge of the field. The traces of their sleeping in the open were vaguely visible, but where was the figure of the old man?

Mao'er couldn't help but look at the Taoist again.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu also looked at the Taoist.

"..."

The Taoist didn't panic at all. He didn't look back or say anything. He just held his stick and continued walking up.

The bay red horse followed silently.

"Ding ding ding..."

There were one or two hermits above who did not leave.

But compared to the past few days, it was already very deserted.

Not even five hundred steps yet——

Suddenly, I heard a long dragon's roar behind me, which resounded through the mountains. Along with the violent sound of wind, the vibration of the earth and mountains spread instantly from the bottom of the mountain.

"..."

Song You stopped and turned around instantly.

There are still terraces sloping down in front of us, and the end of the terraces is still a cliff. The white clouds below are deep and rolling, but the cloud pool surrounded by mountains in the distance is no longer visible, and only a huge cloud can be seen. A green figure comparable to a mountain soared from the bottom of the cloud pool and shot straight into the sky.

It is difficult to describe how big this figure is.

All I know is that its body is as wide as this big mountain, and its length is unknown. I can only see its figure rushing upwards in front of it, with huge scales passing in front of my eyes. It is almost impossible to see clearly, and the strong wind brought by it is almost invisible. After pulling up the weeds and trees on the cliff, even though the Taoist had walked a certain distance away from the edge of the cloud pool, he was still almost shaken by the strong wind and carried up to the sky.

The real dragon is still soaring, its body has already penetrated deep into the blue sky, but half of its body is still submerged in the cloud pool.

Song You once saw a dragon in Southeast Asia. The dragon had a thousand years of Taoism. He also called himself a true dragon and the Sea Dragon King. But compared to the one in front of him, he was just a loach.

"..."

The real dragon finally took off completely and left Yunchi.

Whether it was the middle-aged man surnamed Liu next to him or the one or two hermits waiting not far away, no matter whether they had seen it before, they were all stunned.

There were even countless villagers in the village who opened their doors and windows and looked in this direction in surprise.

This is also the first time for many children.

The diameter of this cloud pool is at least a hundred miles, and it is a home prepared for a real dragon. It rushes out of the cloud pool, soars into the sky, and the end of its tail hangs down naturally, then stays in the cloud pool. Its body is winding, and the mountain is vaguely touched below. With the clouds and mist, most of the bodies are spread out in the air, as big as mountains.

The real dragon held the orb in its mouth, lowered its head, and looked at the incomparably small Taoist in the mountain.

The Taoist, leaning on his bamboo stick, also looked at him.

The calico cat beside him had already retreated to the Taoist's feet, staying close to his feet to gain a slight sense of security.

Yanzi was also shocked.

"..."

A green light slowly flew down.

It is the pearl in the mouth of the true dragon.

The Taoist respectfully reached out and took it.

When he raised his head and looked at the real dragon, the real dragon no longer looked at him, but stretched his body in the sky, as if feeling rare freedom.

After a moment, he raised his head and inhaled.

"..."

Then he suddenly lowered his head and vomited——

The real dragon breathes, thousands of mountains turn green, and spring comes to the earth.