Talk about the world of mortals in detail

"唳" "唳" "唳"

The sound of cranes in the early morning woke up Yang Binghong and Lin Xianjie from their sleep.

Lin Xianjie slept soundly, and Yang Binghong didn't have any sleep disturbance at all because of the dozen or so people last night. In fact, last night was the most comfortable night the two of them slept in a long time.

And Lin Xianjie was pleasantly surprised to find that the internal injuries on his body had healed. At least he no longer felt the congestion and pain in his meridians, and only some superficial skin injuries remained.

The two got up and came out of the house. They didn't see Yan Bo and Yuan Zhaoning, so they followed the open door and walked outside.

It wasn't until the sky became brighter that the two of them could clearly see the scenery outside the house.

The stilted building is covered with vegetation from far and near. According to what Uncle Yuan said last night, most of them are flowers. On the wetland not far below, there is a group of white cranes pacing leisurely, playing with long cranes from time to time. His mouth rummaged through the water for grass roots and loaches.

"Oh, you guys are awake?"

Yuan Zhaoning's voice came, and the two looked for it, only to find that the old man was tidying up a piece of land on the side of the house. Many of the flower seedlings there were trampled by the group of people yesterday.

The two hurriedly raised their hands to the old man, but the latter did not see it.

"Uncle Yuan, where is Immortal Yan?"

Lin Xianjie asked, and the old man turned back to look at them.

"Mr. Yan went to the mountains and said he wanted to meet fellow Taoists in the mountains. He said he wouldn't be back in a short time, and..."

The old man paused and his eyes fell on Yang Binghong.

"If this young man has recovered from his injury, please leave. Mr. Yan said you are not suitable to stay here."

Yang Binghong was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Lin Xianjie beside him. The old man did not say that he wanted to drive Lin Xianjie away.

Lin Xianjie also heard the meaning of the words. He opened his mouth to say something, but the old man looked at him again.

"As for Mr. Lin, this is the Lin family's old residence. Naturally, he can stay if he wants. Mr. Yan also said that if Mr. Lin is dissatisfied, he can find another place to grow flowers."

Lin Xianjie quickly answered.

"Don't dare! It's my Lin family's blessing that the Immortal can appreciate this place, but my eldest brother and I came here as a last resort. I hope Uncle Yuan can help us talk to the Immortal, hoping that we can be accommodating."

The old man smiled and continued to bend down and straighten the crushed flower seedlings with a hoe.

Obviously, this descendant of the Lin family has not heard of the name Yan Bo from the older generation, and does not know that Mr. Yan is his great-grandfather's senior brother.

"I'm just sending a message. I can't find Mr. Yan even if he leaves."

Lin Xianjie still wanted to speak, but a hand had already grabbed his arm. He turned around and saw Yang Binghong, who was shaking his head at him.

Yang Binghong probably understood in his heart. Maybe it was because he killed those dozen people last night, maybe because he was very selfish, or maybe it was something else. He even vaguely thought of being kicked out of Daqiu Temple by his master. moment.

"My dear brother, needless to say, my internal injuries have healed, and my internal strength has even improved. I came here just to find a place to recuperate before leaving. There is no need to stay here now. I will disturb the immortal here. Clean!”

As he spoke, Yang Binghong patted Lin Xianjie's arm again, with complex emotions in his eyes and a smile on his face.

Yang Binghong knew very well that the reason why the Immortal Chief did not drive Lin Xianjie away was probably not just because this was the Lin family's old home, but because this was the fate of his brothers!

"If you stay here, maybe you and I will meet again in the future!"

As he said that, Yang Binghong suddenly asked the old man over there.

"Old man Yuan, I shouldn't be able to find this place after I leave, right?"

"I don't know this, and Mr. Yan has never mentioned it."

In just a few words, the old Yuan Zhaoning had straightened all the saplings that had been stepped on. He straightened up and could see the struggle on Lin Xianjie's face.

"Brother! I won't stay either, I'll leave with you!"

Lin Xianjie, who had made a lot of determination, felt relieved when he said one sentence. Then he looked at the old man and bowed.

"Uncle Yuan, please tell Immortal Yan that this house belongs to Immortal Yan from now on. Thank you very much, Immortal Chief and Uncle Yuan, for treating my brother's injuries!"

"Good brother."

Yang Binghong originally wanted to persuade him, but when he saw the way Lin Xianjie looked at him, he stopped talking. Thinking back to the scene before entering the swamp, it only hurt the brotherly relationship.

Lin Xianjie was half a warlock, so he would definitely not understand the profound meaning of the words left by the immortal, so Yang Binghong was deeply moved by this decision.

"Okay! You and I, brothers, will leave together! This time we were saved by an immortal in the mountains, which also shows that our lives should not be cut off, and we should no longer fight in trivial matters. We must make a career!"

"Yes, make a career!"

The two brothers clapped their hands and each could see the excitement in the other's eyes.

Yuan Zhaoning stood on the side and watched without saying anything.

“Now that I’ve decided to leave, I won’t delay it any longer!”

Yang Binghong looked at the old man, then at the stilted building, then at the white crane over there, and finally at the deep Hele Mountain.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly summoned his inner strength and roared loudly.

"Immortal Chief——Yang Mou is grateful for your grace in saving me today. If we achieve anything in the future, we will build a temple and shrine for you, which will be respected by thousands of people——"

After saying that, Yang Binghong bowed his head towards Heleshan, and Lin Xianjie beside him also followed suit.

After the two of them stood up, they gave a big salute to Yuan Zhaoning.

"We say goodbye!" "Goodbye!"

The two turned around and strode away. Yuan Zhaoning stood there and watched them take a few steps before speaking.

"slow!"

The two of them turned back in confusion, and saw the old man looking towards the mountainside.

"Since Master Lin is here, why don't you give some incense to your ancestors when you go back? I'll get sandalwood for you!"

After saying that, the old man walked back to the stilted building, but when he came out, he didn't just take the sandalwood, but carried a baggage and handed it to Lin Xianjie, who felt it was heavy when he took it.

"The incense stick is inside, and there are some wrappings and old things that I had a hard time letting go of. Let's take them with us too!"

Although Yuan Zhaoning handed it to Lin Xianjie, he looked at the short-haired Yang Binghong when he spoke. Mr. Yan said that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool, and giving him it was considered a blessing.

The two of them didn't say much. They thanked each other and bowed before turning and leaving.

When leaving, I looked back several times. The stilted building was getting further and further away, and the two of them were walking faster and faster.

When they reached the three tombs on the mountainside that they passed by when they came, the two stopped. Lin Xianjie squatted down and put the bundle on his knees to untie it. The first thing he saw was the most conspicuous incense stick and a yellow cloth. The square thing wrapped in a ball, and below it are a few steamed buns, as well as broken silver, copper coins and flint.

"What's this?"

Both of their eyes were attracted to the square object. Yang Binghong also squatted down, took the object and untied the yellow cloth wrapped around it. When the true appearance of the object inside was revealed, both of them could not help but stiffen. .

Just looking at the appearance, both of them had a special feeling in their hearts, but they also felt in their hearts that that idea might be a bit ridiculous.

Then Yang Binghong carefully held the big seal and slowly turned it over.

"The great treasure destined by heaven, both longevity and longevity"

Both of them felt like they were being electrified, and their hair stood on end and goosebumps suddenly appeared on their skin.

The national jade seal!

——

In the wetland below the stilted building, the leading white-feathered crane looked up, and at the feet of the white crane, a fist-sized toad floated in the water.

"Gugua. I can see it. Why does this feel so strange? This person named Yang is the child who was delivered by Fairy Mili at Daqiu Temple!"

"Yes, it should be him!"

The white crane whispered, and then took a few steps away from the toad. At this time, the toad felt that the sunlight above his head was blocked. When he looked up, he saw a sharp crane's beak pecking it down.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Several white cranes were pecking at the water. The toad hurriedly avoided the water, attracting more white cranes to peck at it.

"Your mother--"

The toad cursed angrily, causing several white cranes to pause in shock. Then they saw a stream of light rising up, and the toads in the water disappeared.

On the top of the mountain with the tomb over there, as a gust of wind blew, the Big Toad King reappeared in human form. He was furious when he saw He Yunqiao standing with his daughter and son-in-law.

Yaci and Chanqin had smiles on their faces, obviously knowing what happened.

However, He Yunqiao acted as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Toad, Yan Bo has gone to find his wife. As the Great Toad King of Heleshan, you should go and meet him. You will also be a Taoist friend from now on!"

The Big Toad King walked over with a smile on his face.

"That's natural!"

"Oh, those white cranes down there are not cranes that you want them to peck at. You have a toad in the water, they are just looking for food!"

"I believe you?"

"How about a fight?"

The two were at war with each other, but Chanqin actually laughed.

"Okay dad, you'd better go and see that fellow Taoist Yan!"

Deep in Hele Mountain, Yan Bo Yufeng reached a peak and looked around, knowing that this place was an excellent place to gather spirits, and the deepest pool below had the strongest spiritual energy.

"唳——"

A crane's cry came from the distant air. Yan Bo looked for the sound and saw a white crane flying in the direction he came from. There were also a few people flying in the wind. When they got closer, the white crane had turned into a human form in the air.

It was only at this moment that Yan Bo had some enlightenment in his heart.

At the moment when they met and got acquainted with the people deep in Leshan, Yang Binghong and Lin Xianjie had already rushed out of the mountain through the surrounding swamp.

With the imperial seal in hand, Yang Binghong, who had already changed his mentality, further expanded his ambitions.

Chi Daxia is right, the power of an individual or a small group of people is too small, then thousands of people or even more!

Yang Binghong's heart is full of pride at this moment. The situation in the world will change again, and he will rise from his own generation!