Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 72|Taihang Mountain

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The first month has passed. Unknowingly, it has been more than a month since Dunhuang opened. Hongjun feels uneasy. As he gradually deepens into the Taihang Mountains, this uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes, he suddenly had the idea of ​​turning back with Li Jinglong, and sometimes he even hoped that the road would not end.

As long as you are isolated from the world, many things will not happen, and you don’t have to worry.

They left the horses in the meadow, passed through the sky of Taihang Mountain, and then followed the ancient road thousands of years ago, to ascend the mountain. The sky was wide open, and the only sound came from several flying birds. After the dry food was finished, Hongjun was by the stream and taught Li Jinglong to fish. Hongjun nailed the fish in the water with a flying knife, and Li Jinglong caught it again, and cooked the fish to eat. There were many unnamed fruits and wild mushrooms in the forest. This was how Hongjun came down the mountain.

"It's that mountain." Hongjun pointed to the snowy mountain in the distance.

The destination is finally coming. In Li Jinglong's eyes, almost all the mountains look the same. The two prepared three days' worth of food, and Hongjun took him, turning left and right around the forest, looking for the marks he made when he went down the mountain. Then climbed up the cliff along the tree.

The wind is very strong. This is the first time Li Jinglong has climbed the mountain with his bare hands, especially the place where Yaojin Palace is located, and only flying birds can reach it. He stood side by side on the cliff with Hongjun. Hongjun is used to climbing up and down. , But I was afraid that Li Jinglong made a mistake, so he held his hand tightly.

Before reaching a narrow wall, Li Jinglong wiped his sweat, and looked over his head with Hongjun, Hongjun threw out the hook, hung it on the rock in front of the cliff, climbed up for a while, settled, and took the hook again. Suo threw it down and pulled Li Jinglong up.

"Your home is so high!" Li Jinglong only thought it was an ancient temple on the top of a mountain, but he didn't expect that there would be no road.

Hongjun said: "The scenery above is very good! Come on!"

Then Hongjun tossed the hook up again, so every time the two tossed, the two of them climbed up. Li Jinglong knew that Hongjun was able to fly over the wall, and he actually learned this way.

When I got close to the clouds, the top of my head was full of ice for thousands of years, and only one person settled in the middle of the mountain. Hongjun and Li Jinglong almost squeezed to rest, standing on a two-foot-square bulge in front of the cliff, breathing for a while.

Hongjun flicked the hook again, but all the ice blocks above his head collapsed.

"Watch out!" Li Jinglong immediately turned around and hugged Hongjun tightly. The ice waterfall collapsed and Hongjun's heart beat wildly. The two were close to each other, the bridge of their noses pressed against each other, both panting nervously.

The madly falling ice and snow happened to pass over the two of them and fell into the deep valley. After a while, the voice faded away. The two of them breathed together and looked at each other for a while. Hong Jun actually felt that he and Li Jinglong were reacting. Li Jinglong's one was almost domineering against him, with a smile in his eyes, Li Jinglong pressed his hands on the cliff, and looked at him maliciously.

"How does it feel to be held in this way?" Li Jinglong is still in the mood to tease him, "Say, have you long been a fan of brother?"

Hongjun flushed, and said: "Don't tease me!"

Hongjun only moved slightly, Li Jinglong shouted immediately and almost fell. Hongjun hurriedly grabbed him, saying that it was too late and it was fast, and some snow fell on top of his head. Li Jinglong hugged him again, and the two of them Look over your head together. After several consecutive times, the ice layer finally fell almost to the point that Hong Jun threw the hook again.

When Hongjun descended the mountain, Qingxiong was sent directly to the bottom of the lonely mountain. However, he had never climbed this road before. If there was only one person, he would pass up and down the ground. Then bring a Li Jinglong. The difficulty is obvious. A lot higher.

The setting sun went down, Hongjun climbed to a cliff with intermittent feet and dropped the rope. Li Jinglong couldn't help slipping and came up with difficulty.

"The above is fine." Hongjun said, "We have passed the clouds and there is no ice on the top. Let's rest."

Li Jinglong's right hand was still a little trembling after the battle at Mogao Grottoes, and he immediately sat on the cliff side by side with Hongjun. It was the time when the breeze blew, the sea of ​​clouds dispersed, and the setting sun was golden. Looking out from the west side of the lonely mountain, I saw the vast land of China, the winding mountains, and the plains outside the mountains stretch for thousands of miles.

"It's so beautiful." Li Jinglong murmured, "It's nothing to toss about these times."

Hongjun replied in a daze: "When I was still very young, my only wish was to leave Taihang and go to the "red dust" Qingxiong said."

"What do you think now?" Li Jinglong looked over at Hongjun.

Hongjun's youthful eyebrows are so clear, with longing on his face. Li Jinglong seemed to see the original Hongjun, the clear and clean Hongjun. After leaving Chang'an, he became depressed for a while. This made Li Jinglong puzzled, and when he sat on the mountain and watched the sunset, he was back.

"The world is fine." Hongjun murmured, turning his head and laughing.

Li Jinglong draped Hongjun's shoulders, and the setting sun came.

"What's the good thing?" Li Jinglong asked again.

Hongjun thought for a while, and said in confusion: "I don't know."

"When I was young, I wanted to learn skills and cultivate immortals." Li Jinglong said dazedly, "I want to go to a mountain where no mortal can go, and worship a master with strong skills. But you want to come to the world and come to this world. "

"Qingxiong said, the mountains are not fun." Hongjun said strangely, "the world is fun. You learn the skills, don't you want to come back to the world? Otherwise, why do you cultivate immortals? Live forever, stay on the mountain forever, and What's the point?"

Li Jinglong hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course I didn't want to learn skills for showing off to mortals."

Hongjun asked: "In order to protect Shenzhou? I have never seen the world where demons are raging. In these years, Shenzhou has always been in prosperity and prosperity. What makes you believe that Di Renjie left the book?"

Long time ago, Li Jinglong answered him, but if he continues to ask, he will start to be a little confused when asked. He has always been very persistent in this idea, even if he was laughed at by everyone for believing in strange powers and unreasonable worries, he has never changed.

Think about it now, why?

"It is destined." Li Jinglong finally said, "Otherwise, I won't meet you."

Hongjun said "um", leaning on his shoulder, the setting sun sank into the horizon, and the stars rose. At this moment, Hongjun's mind was extremely calm, and there were no more worries.

At dawn the next day, Hongjun started climbing again.

Climbing to the top of Taihang. This is the last and the most difficult one. There are often nearly five or six feet of stone walls. There is no help but only cracks in the rock. Hongjun tried several times to hook The cable hooked into the rock gap, first climbed up, then inserted a flying knife into the gap and hung it by hand, dragging Li Jinglong up. Let him also grasp the flying knife like a steel wedge nailed to the rock wall, slowly climbing up.

Surrounded by cloud waterfalls, rising and falling, Li Jinglong struggled to hold the flying knife, and said: "Hongjun... I ask you one last question..."

"What?" Hongjun looked down from a height.

"You didn't... climb the wrong mountain, did you?" Li Jinglong looked down at his feet. At this moment, he was holding the flying knife nailed into the cliff with one hand. Under the feet, after the clouds dispersed, an unreachable earth appeared.

When I fell like this, I was instantly crushed.

"If you climb up, you can't get down!" Li Jinglong said.

Hong Jun: "..."

Hongjun didn't think about this problem. He recovered and immediately said: "It should be...not..."

"... right?"

Li Jinglong almost couldn't come and fall after hearing this answer.

Hongjun grabbed the flying knife in one hand and threw out the hook rope with the other hand. He hung up the high platform that protruded from the top. He grabbed the hook rope and flew around. He couldn't hold back the rope. He climbed up a few times. With a sigh of relief, he stood on the high platform, but suddenly he shook and almost fell off.

On the high platform, a man stood in front of him.

The strong wind blew, the man flew up in a fiery red royal robe, and the long belt floated up like a phoenix feather, and one of them had long been broken. His royal robes were loose and draped over his shoulders, his face was indifferent, and his golden eyes looked at Hongjun.

It's the re-ming.

Hongjun stared at him for a long while, forgot what to say in an instant, and finally whispered "Father".

"Hongjun——!"

Underneath Li Jinglong shouted: "Are you okay?! What about people?"

Hongjun recovered, and hurriedly put down the hook and pulled Li Jinglong up. Li Jinglong was panting, and his robe was hung in a mess. When he straightened up with Hongjun, he suddenly became nervous when he saw the light.

"Heavy...Re-ming Shibo." Li Jinglong hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

"You still know how to come back?" Zhongming said that Chao Hongjun.

Hongjun just stood in silence, not speaking, looked at the two of them, snorted coldly, and turned away. Hongjun was about to catch up, and there was already a teenager from the side, and he whispered: "Your Highness."

"Your Highness, please here."

"Father! I have something to ask you!" Hongjun said to Zhongming, regardless of what the attendant said.

Chongming stopped and said in a deep voice: "There will be a chance." Then he fluttered his wings, turned into a phoenix, and flew to the palace in the distance.

The place where the two climbed was a platform outside the main hall of Yaojin Palace. There was a pool on the platform. There was a sycamore tree planted by the pool. Li Jinglong collected the ropes, and the teenagers came over to invite the guests to rest. Hongjun feels lost, Li Jinglong said: "Hongjun, say it well, don't fight with your father."

Hongjun nodded and sighed.

In any case, the feeling of going home is still very good. He took Li Jinglong out of the main hall and walked through the garden along the corridor. Li Jinglong saw that this place was planted with unnamed fairy grass and celestial mushrooms, and asked: "All Did you plant it?"

"Previously planted." Hongjun thought for a while and said, "I will take you around?"

"Go back and pack up first." Li Jinglong smiled, "Don't worry."

The Yaojin Palace occupies an area of ​​tens of thousands of hectares. The servants in the palace who transform into human form are all young and young girls, and the number is nearly a thousand. The palace is made of Hetian jade. Hetian jade! Li Jinglong was already silly, Daming Palace, Xingqing Palace, Huaqing Palace... Although the palaces of the emperors on earth are luxurious, they are far from this level. The entire Yaojin Palace is divided into three halls, east, west, and middle. Each hall is strewn with corridors, carved columns and painted buildings, which are earlier than the Han architecture, and they are ancient artifacts from the three ancient dynasties to the Sui Dynasty.

The attendant led Li Jinglong to the West Hall. There was a peacock feather pattern similar to Hongjun Biyu Ling on the door of the temple. Even drinking utensils were also used in glass cups, and there were also many giltware, soft smoke and books. The shelf is also red sandalwood.

"Li Changshi." A young man entered the house and said, "Water is ready. Here are your clothes."

Li Jinglong took a look, and suddenly saw that in just a quarter of an hour, Yaojin Palace actually made a set of replacement clothes that were exactly the same as his martial arts robes, but the brocade and the material were better.

"I'll do it myself." Li Jinglong used to change his clothes after taking a bath, even if he had a big family business, without this luxurious ostentation. In the Yaojin Palace, the teenagers must be birds, all naked. Wear only long trousers to facilitate the spread of wings. The clothes made for Li Jinglong are dark purple military trousers, wooden clogs are specially prepared for him, and the upper body is a thin dark short coat.

It’s strange to say that the top of the Taihang Mountains is not cold at all, and it is as warm as spring and summer. I think it is because there is a phoenix.

"Li Changshi, please here." The teenagers came to invite people again.

Li Jinglong's heart should be called by Hongjun, so he nodded, followed the guide, and inadvertently looked at the open door. There is Hongjun's library, the martial arts room for training flying knives, such as the grass man and the pig, and the pharmacy, which has a built-in pot and a mortar.

Hongjun has just taken a shower, and his hair has been cut short, and his head is wet. Unlike mortals, the monsters do not have the rules of being injured by their parents. The short hair makes him more energetic. After returning to Yaojin Palace, he also changed into a pair of navy blue silk trousers, shirtless habitually. A teenager was adjusting the color and painted a dark blue tattoo-like pattern on his left chest.

His skin is fair, his abdominal muscles are well-defined, and his chest muscles are very beautiful. After the patterns are painted, he is even more sexy.

"...When will we make a hot spring or something..."

Hongjun was talking to the teenagers, but no one answered him. Hongjun muttered to himself, telling them a lot of things about the mountain, especially the hot springs of the Huaqing Palace, which was very comfortable.

Fearing that the teenagers took his words and tried to lead him into trouble, they remained silent.

"Moreover, the things under the mountain are very delicious." Hongjun said again, "Occasionally let the cook change."

Li Jinglong smiled and looked at him in the mirror. When Hongjun saw him coming, his face blushed.

"They usually wear this way." Hongjun replied, "Or I should put on my jacket."

Li Jinglong waved his hand hurriedly, but did not speak, and looked up and down Hongjun. He was a little nervous about Hongjun, and he seemed to be a little excited inexplicably.

"What are you looking at?" Hongjun couldn't laugh or cry.

"You look pretty." Li Jinglong said.

Although there are many young people in the Yaojin Palace, they are all handsome, but they are not as good as Hongjun. There is naturally a clear and clean breath between his eyebrows.

The attendant painted a feather pattern on Hongjun's left shoulder and chest, and took another jade pendant to wear on his neck. Someone came to pass it on. Your Majesty invited the guests to have a meal.

At sunset Xishan, Li Jinglong went to dinner, presumably Hongjun had just returned home, so he had to gather with Zhongming for a while, so that he didn't have to accompany him. Unexpectedly, Hongjun hurried over again soon.

"Chongming don't know where I went." Hongjun said, "I will eat with you."

The waiter served the meal, and Jian Nai was a strange bowl of rice, plus fish and tofu soup, as well as scrambled eggs with leaves and a little meat.

"Eggs." Hongjun saw Li Jinglong's expression and knew what he was thinking, and said, "It's not my father's egg."

Li Jinglong: "..."

"Will you lay eggs?" Li Jinglong asked suddenly.

"Even if it is a monster, I am a male!" Hongjun couldn't laugh or cry. "The mother lays eggs!"

Li Jinglong just teased him and said: "If you give birth to a little Hongjun like you, it would be fun to come."

Hong Jun motioned to Li Jinglong to eat quickly. Both of them were hungry. However, the "rice" in the bowl was not steamed with rice. The mouth was fragrant and the taste was extremely rough.

"The rice is still so hard." Hongjun was choked and his neck stretched out. Li Jinglong hurriedly served him soup, then took a bite and said, "Isn't this bamboo rice?!"

Hongjun doesn't know how precious bamboo rice is. Li Jinglong's heart is everywhere in the world. It is estimated that only Phoenix can steam bamboo rice. And this is probably the only one who can make bamboo rice so unpalatable.

"What kind of meat is this again?"

"Rabbit." Hongjun said, "I caught it under the mountain."

Li Jinglong knows why Hongjun is like a hungry ghost at the foot of the mountain. He can't eat enough. Because the dishes in Yaojin Palace are very light, there is little oil and salt, even if the rabbit meat is fried with matsutake mushrooms. Use the fat of the rabbit itself to produce oil, not to add sauce or stir fry over high heat.

"The rabbit is so cute." Hongjun said, "How can it be made so unpalatable? It's a violent thing."

Li Jinglong: "..."

The teenagers waiting by the side only listened to Hongjun complaining. Hongjun ate some casually, and then stopped eating, and asked: "Have you eaten?"

Someone finally answered this. Everyone answered that they had eaten them. Hongjun let them go out separately without having to come. Li Jinglong didn't need to accompany them. The birds spread their wings and scattered.

"Zhao Zilong didn't come back." Li Jinglong said.

Hongjun said: "It's just right, otherwise he will be scolded." He went out looking for tea, found half a pack of bamboo leaf green tea, poured it into a glass cup with boiling water, and gave it to Li Jinglong. The two sat Look at the moon from the corridor. Tonight happens to be a full moon, and the moon on Taihang Mountain is big and round, and the breeze is blowing, like a summer night fairyland.

"This place is really beautiful." Li Jinglong said.

"Time flies quickly." Hongjun replied in a low voice. He didn't want to go back when he was not home. When he got home, he was reluctant to leave.

"How do I usually spend time at home?" Li Jinglong asked, "Your spells are taught by Zhongming ~ IndoMTL.com~ trouble." Hongjun said, "Chongming likes to sleep in the main hall. Qingxiong is here, he will Play with me for a few days."

"With so many birds, there are no friends for you?" Li Jinglong asked.

"They don’t speak well." Hongjun said, "It’s not that they don’t know how to speak, but... they have only cultivated for a few decades and they have not developed their spirituality. They have become human bodies with my father’s spiritual power. Everyone can only simply Help, do something, not as smart as the foxes. Teach them what to say, and they will say what. We usually see big monsters, and ghost kings are changed from humans, so there is no need to cultivate spirits, gods, and mysterious Women have been cultivating for two to three hundred years, and the hostility has not yet returned."

"Zhao Zilong didn't speak with you?" Li Jinglong said again.

"It is afraid of being scolded, saying that it will sway me into trouble." Hongjun jokingly said, "My father said, if you teach me badly, he will make it into grilled fish."

Li Jinglong remembered that when he walked through this gilt and jade palace, he seemed to see Xiao Hongjun's figure, running between the rooms.

Hongjun put down the glass cup in his hand, the emerald green tea reflected the sky and a full moon, a light breeze came, and wind chimes under the corridor rang in unison.

Hongjun said: "Thank you for accompany me home, long history."

He stood up and walked through the corridor under the moon without a word. The moonlight shone on his naked body. Li Jinglong didn't look back, and suddenly said: "Hongjun."

Hongjun turned his head at the end of the corridor and looked at Li Jinglong, who was still sitting in front of the corridor with his back facing him.

Li Jinglong was silent for a long, long time, and seemed a little nervous, his slender fingers were playing with the glass cup, and a small moon was reflected in the cup.

"Will you accompany me back to Chang'an?" Li Jinglong smiled sadly, "I always feel that after you come back this time, you will never leave again."

"Yes." Hongjun said without thinking.

When Li Jinglong was about to look up, Hongjun had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

He walked through the sycamore grove, walked past the wall he often faced, and couldn't help but stop, his heart beating extremely violently, making him suddenly a little at a loss.

He stared at the wall blankly, not even knowing why he blurted out.

"Your Majesty." A young man said, "Your Majesty, please."

Hongjun hurriedly turned around and ran to the main hall quickly.

The main hall was burned by him last time. It has been completely repaired and is no different from the original. The front of the hall is supported by several stone pillars, and the back is a round of bright moon. The high throne is still empty, facing the mountains. There is a pool on the platform, and a plane tree is planted by the pool. There is a person sitting under the plane tree, it is Chongming.

Hongjun slowed down and came behind the plane tree.

When I was a child, Zhongming used to sit with his back against the plane tree by the pool, while Hongjun slept on his|naked chest, sleeping all night.

He hasn't changed, time seems to have nothing to do with him.

"What do you want to ask, just ask." Zhongming said solemnly.

Hongjun stood behind Zhongming and whispered: "I have found out the cause of death of my father and mother."

Chongming said: "Very good, live up to expectations."