I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"Ding……"

"Ding……"

"Ding……"

Stone carvings gradually filled Yunding Mountain.

At the end, Song You seemed to hear him talking to himself while chiseling, talking about time, place, ancient people and the future.

Later, he finally finished carving the last stone carving, but without turning his head, he asked Song You when he came from, saying that he did not know, and asked Song You if the stone carving was still there at that time, When he said that the wind was too strong on the top of the mountain, the man seemed to be regretful, but he also seemed to be relieved. He only said that you have stayed here for too long, so go back quickly, and Song You said goodbye to him.

It seems to have communicated with a person across time and space.

The truth is clear to Song You, and it is just a feeling and communication with the aura that this person left in the mountains and on the stone carvings many years ago.

Who can talk to him?

Who would ask him a thousand years later?

It's just that Song You saw him, and felt his spiritual realm and what he was thinking when he was chiseling the stone carvings. It's just that Song You felt sorry for himself, relieved himself, and felt that it was time to come back.

I don't know what kind of method this Taoist practiced, and I don't know the depth of his practice. I only know that he has peace of mind, has himself in his chest, and also has heaven and earth.

However, his Taoism is not necessarily very high, and his means are not necessarily brilliant. There is nothing about his Taoism and magic attainments. If you ask others whether he is a fairy, they may have their own answers, but Song You is willing to be in the same room. At this time, I respectfully call him a fairy. The strange thing is, if he really traveled through time to meet him in person, maybe he wouldn't think so.

When did this mountain come here? The west wind set sun and was speechless.

When did this fairy come here? Chenlu Chaoyang didn't answer either.

No need to worry about other things, no need to worry about who the god is, when it will be and when it will go, just find the fairy in your heart, find your own freedom and understanding, and that is the harvest.

Song You opened his eyes.

"..."

Only then did it feel wrong.

Turning his head, Cui Nanxi was sitting opposite him, with a distance of seven or eight feet, the guard was standing on the edge of the cliff with a knife, looking around.

A morning sun is rising from the east.

Lowering its head again, the cat stretched its front paws, its little feet bloomed, and it was stretching itself.

"Sir! Ah no! The fairy master is awake?"

"Please forgive me..."

Song You pursed his lips, looked around, stood up, and bowed solemnly to them: "I kept you two waiting for too long."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! How can you afford such a great gift as an immortal teacher!"

"The two of you are delayed."

"Where is the fairy master talking about? Although we have slept in this mountain for some reason, but with the blessing of the fairy master, we didn't feel cold at night. Looking for a place to spend the night on the side of the mountain, even if it is not the top of the mountain, it is still very cold!" Cui Nanxi said hastily, and paused, "It's just that when the fairy master was meditating just now, some...some guests came, all of which were beasts and raptors from this mountain , just standing here, I don’t know what to do, they have all left.”

"No problem."

Cui Nanxi secretly took a look at Song You's expression, seeing that he was calm and composed, not surprised, as if this was just a common thing, he couldn't help short of breath, and asked:

"Dare to ask if the immortal teacher is a god?"

"no."

Song You's answer was destined to disappoint him: "I'm just a mountain native from Lingquan County, Yizhou. I traveled around the world and passed by here. Just like my step, I came here to seek immortality and ask questions. I'm neither a god nor a fairy."

"Even if the immortal master is not a god, he is still a rare expert in the world!" Cui Nanxi bowed deeply, "It is indeed Cui's luck to meet Mr.!"

"I really dare not do it, Mr. Cui, don't do that."

"Immortal Master, we..."

"Just call sir."

"Sir, we..."

"Let's go."

Both parties picked up the packages.

Sanhuamao approached Song You, pawed at his trousers with its paws, looked up at him, saw him looking at him, then lowered his head and gently pushed the small stone in front of him.

Song You bent down and picked up the stone.

"Mistress Sanhua..."

He stroked Sanhuamao's back casually, wanted to say something, but took it back.

Only Sanhua Mao was left with a puzzled face.

The way down the mountain is more difficult.

A goshawk can be vaguely seen circling in the sky, and some beasts are hiding on the cliffs, or in the forest below, looking at them quietly, and when Song You also looks over, he quickly withdraws his eyes, and lowers his gaze to him cleverly Head or straight body and hands, thank him for the good fortune, remember him deeply, then turn and leave.

Song You didn't care, just went down the mountain slowly, and looked at these stone carvings again.

It was really rare to understand before, the stone carvings on the mountain, the aura in the mountain, the monks thousands of years ago, the Yaner Dan gifted by Yanxian, the mountains and rivers and the practice of going down the mountain for a year, and even today's weather, the wind on the top of the mountain, and the officials around me The good mood and whispers brought by the cat, and the peace of mind provided by the cat, are probably indispensable. It is precisely because they are just right that there is this mysterious opportunity.

I should say thank you to everyone.

He only heard Cui Nanxi say behind him: "I didn't know the immortal master yesterday, and said a lot of complaints to the immortal master, which made the immortal master laugh."

"Where is it? It is not easy to win people's trust. Cui Gong can convey his inner troubles to me when we meet for the first time. It is a manifestation of trust. I should feel honored."

"I don't know if Mister understands fortune-telling?"

"What does Mr. Cui want to ask?"

"I want to ask...does Cui still have a chance to be famous in history?"

"I let Cui Gong down, I don't know how to tell fortunes." Song You shook his head, "I only know that if you really want to do something, you should work hard to do it, and if you really want something, you should work hard to get it."

"Mister, please show Cui the way!"

"Good articles, good poems, good political achievements, and good virtues can all be left in history. Cui Gong claims to be knowledgeable about the past and the present, and he has a heart to help the community. Why worry?" Song You turned to look at him.

"well……"

Cui Nanxi shook his head and sighed secretly.

When I was in Changjing, I also met many poets and literati, discussing economics, history books, astronomy and geography, those poets and literati are not as good as him, but when it comes to writing poems and articles, he is not as good as others. I have written some poems and articles that I think are good, but often I was full of confidence at the time. After a while, when I found other people's gems, I felt that my own was rubble.

As for political performance and virtue.

If he wanted to make political achievements, he had to manage it, and if he wanted to spread his virtues far, he had to either have great virtues, or he had to manage them, and he had such good virtues, he was just an ordinary person.

At this time, I only heard a voice from the front: "Since Mr. Cui is very knowledgeable, he knows astronomy and geography, why don't you write a famous book that has never been written before, how about it?"

"What famous book?"

"Does Cui Gong know how people spoke thousands of years ago? How did they weave? How did they farm? Is it the same as now?"

"Books and carriages have been in the same track thousands of years ago, but the official dialect has changed throughout the dynasties. We can recognize the characters of thousands of years ago. As for the accent, I am afraid it is very different from now." Cui Nanxi said, "How did people weave and farm a thousand years ago? Cui has seen it in ancient books and murals, but if you talk about the knowledge that has been lost from thousands of years ago to now, sir, there is indeed a lot."

"Cui Gong is really knowledgeable."

"Don't dare to be."

"Will people in hundreds or thousands of years know how we speak, weave, practice medicine, farm, astrology, fortune-telling, etc.?"

"Sir means..."

"I have never heard of a great book that can collect all kinds of knowledge and let future generations know the whole picture of our era... If there is such a book, it will be regarded as a treasure by future generations."

"..."

Cui Nanxi stopped in her tracks, lost in thought.

Such a book must be a great book. It does not need to be written by a magic pen like writing a poem or an article. It needs to be obtained by accident. It only needs to know everything, which happens to be his specialty. It's just that such a large ceremony cannot be completed by one person. Not only does it require many people, but it also needs the support of the imperial power.

Fortunately, Dayan attaches great importance to economy and culture at present, if he writes a letter to remonstrate, he may be accepted by the emperor.

If there had been this book hundreds of years ago, the things lost during the war would not have been completely lost.

If there was this book thousands of years ago, the eyes of today's people can span time and space.

"Is it just that future generations can cherish this book?"

"Since it is a treasure, it is cherished by others."

"What if this book is also lost?"

"Even if this book is lost, the title of the book and Mr. Cui's name will remain in history, but it's not so famous."

"Thank you sir."

Cui Nanxi bowed solemnly.

The three of them and one cat quickly walked to the iron chain.

Cui Nanxi started beating drums in his heart again.

At this time, the gentleman stopped, turned his head and said to them: "We are going to leave here."

"this……"

Cui Nanxi was undoubtedly very reluctant.

If possible, he would prefer to have a deep friendship with such an extraterrestrial expert, invite him to his home as a guest, play the piano and drink tea, discuss elegant things, and talk about immortality and longevity.

Just as I was about to say something, I saw that Mr. suddenly stretched out his hand, and there were two pills in his hand, one light green and the other light white.

"Inadvertently delayed the time of the two of you, I feel very guilty in my heart, and I only repay you with two elixirs. This light green one is called Lichun, and it was given to Cui Gong. It is full of vitality, although it can't make Cui Gong prolong his life. , It can also make Cui Gong healthy, energetic, free from disease and disaster.

"This light white one is called rain, and it has the effect of nourishing all things. Mr. Xu is a martial arts practitioner. Although it can't help Mr. Xu to be as light as a swallow and improve his skills, it can also eliminate the hidden diseases left by Mr. Xu. In the future When you are tired from practicing martial arts, you will recover faster."

In fact, neither of them are pills.

It is made of spiritual power.

And the effects of these two spiritual powers are better than what he said.

Beginning of spring is the beginning of a year's vitality, and it is true that life cannot be increased. However, few people can live to die naturally these days. Most of them die of illness. The spiritual power of beginning of spring can save people from most diseases. It is no different from prolonging life.

Rainwater not only nourishes all things, but also is full of vitality. It is true that this knight cannot become a top master, but the benefits of improving martial arts in the future are far more than just curing hidden diseases and recovering from fatigue.

When the two heard it, they were both surprised and pleasantly surprised.

Cui Nanxi didn't think it would be a big problem to delay the night last night, and he didn't understand why the gentleman was so respectful, but he heard that this elixir is so miraculous, like a elixir, how can ordinary people refuse it?

Xu Le didn't even think that he, a mere guard who just accompanied his master, went down the mountain or went up the mountain, it didn't make any difference at all, yet he could get such a generous gift.

"Mr. shouldn't have such a generous gift. Cui really deserves it."

"Thank you sir! Thank you sir!"

The two said different things, but they both took the pill.

"I don't dare to extravagantly ask for your understanding, I just hope to make up for some of the time you lost." Song You saluted them again, "Please don't report my name after you go down the mountain."

"Naturally! You are too polite, sir. This is a trivial matter..."

"I will not mention Mr.'s name to anyone!"

"Thank you, see you again."

After Song You finished speaking, he stepped on the iron chain.

The wind stopped again, and the chain was still.

The figures of the Taoist and the cat quickly disappeared into the clouds and mist, leaving the two of them looking at each other in blank dismay, but they both gradually frowned, a little puzzled.

...

On the other side of the cliff, the mountains are still red and the forests are all dyed. The scenery seems to be the same, but it seems to be different.

The entourage and donkey had long since disappeared.

Only the bay red horse was still grazing freely on the mountain. When it saw Song You, it froze for a moment before rushing over. It was naked, and it dragged the original quilt bag to a cave not far away. When it came to Song You, it led Song You to the cave to get it.

There was a thick layer of dust on the quilt bag.

"It's rare that you are still waiting for me, thank you very much." Song You stroked the horse's neck, sighing in his heart, "You have grown up a bit..."