A monk and three extraordinary young men and women barged into a group of herdsmen who were helping to build the altar, but the herdsmen did not find it strange at all. Instead, they seemed to be very familiar with them and happily gave them a place to warm themselves by the fire, listening to Old Man Bartuo's boast.
Old Man Bartuo said, "You guys don't know, but when that Wei Wushuang was born, my granny was the one who delivered him. He was born different from the others. At that time, the clouds above the tent looked like they were dyed with gold, and many snow eagles flew around the tent, crying non-stop. In the words of the Han people, this is called … 'the birth of a god, an auspicious sign'!"
One of the herdsmen interrupted with a smile, "Don't follow the Han people's rules. I've seen Immortal Wei before, and with his appearance, whether it's the color of his hair, eyes, or his temperament, he was clearly a Han before he became an immortal. Only your tribe would dare to forcefully recognize him as a clansman!"
Old Man Bartuo's face darkened, "Don't interrupt, I said he's not a Han. His family was originally a prominent clan, but after they offended someone, they dragged their family to the west to avoid the disaster. His mother also came with a big belly, but she couldn't stand the bumpy carriage and had a miscarriage. If it wasn't for our clansmen saving her, she would have died long ago. How could there be a Immortal Wei? "
"Didn't you just say that Immortal Wei was born in a tent?"
"This … Hmm …" Old Man Bartuo's eyes turned and slapped his thigh, "Aren't you talking nonsense! How could a carriage be delivered in such a small space? Of course, she was delivered in a tent! "
The few herdsmen chuckled and did not expose him, continuing to listen to him. Old Man Barto touched his mouth and said confidently, "Ever since then, Wei Wushuang's family has been living in our tribe. They've been living here for more than ten years, so is it wrong for me to say that he belongs to our tribe? He's about the same age as me, and I even fell with him when I was young! "
The herdsmen said again, "Haha, Old Man Bartuo, you're here again. Are you going to say that you made Immortal Wei fall?"
Barto smiled, his coarse face turning black and red. "That's true. Otherwise, why would people say that Wei Wushuang is a god? At that time, we were all herding sheep and herding horses, and he was the only one reading books all day. They were all Han Chinese books. I saw that his arms and legs were so skinny. How could he withstand the wind and snow at the foot of Kunlun Mountain if he read all day? Therefore, I wanted to help him sharpen his muscles and bones, wanting to have a competition with him. Who would have thought that he would actually agree? Before I could react after putting down the scroll, he had already knocked me down. That wrestling ability, heh, I really couldn't help but admire it. None of us could wrestle him. Later on, they naturally asked him where he learned this skill from, but he said, "I just read some books and thought about it, and I figured it out." At that time, we were so envious. We thought that it was some wrestling method recorded in the books, so we followed him to read and write. He was also quite willing to teach us, but unfortunately, no one could learn wrestling from the books. Therefore, among all the tribes at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, our tribe is the most literate. I'm not bragging. It's just that I can't bear to leave my hometown. Otherwise, if I went to the Central Plains, with my talent, I could get … What do the Han people call that again? Top scholar, right! It wouldn't even be difficult for me to become the top scholar! "
Naturally, there was another round of booing, but Barto didn't care at all. He said, "One year, Wei Wushuang's father was sick, but he couldn't find any medicine. Wei Wushuang went to Howling Wolf Valley alone to gather medicine. What kind of place is Howling Wolf Valley? Every night, they howl endlessly as if they were in heat. Legend has it that there's a white-furred wolf demon in the valley. Since our ancestors, no one has dared to enter Howling Wolf Valley. That Wei Wushuang was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time, but he didn't listen to our advice. He said that he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so the legend might not be true. Carrying a basket and a hoe, he entered the valley alone and disappeared for three days. At that time, we all thought that he had been fed to the wolves. Who knew that on the fourth day, he would return with a basket of medicine on his back. He even said that the wolves in Howling Wolf Valley had long migrated away, and that the howling we heard every day was just the sound of the wind blowing through the ores! Haha, our tribe actually didn't dare to enter the valley for several generations because of the sound of the wind blowing through the ores. "Barto found it funny as he said this.
"Ores? Could it be your tribe's iron mine? "Another herdsman paid attention to another point.
Old Man Barto slapped his thigh and said with gratitude, "That's right, our tribe is famous for making iron weapons, but the first iron mine was discovered by Wei Wushuang!"
Ying Feiyang originally thought that he was just spouting nonsense, but seeing that he didn't seem to be faking his gratitude, she could only assume that it was the truth mixed with falsehood. As for how much was true, she didn't know. Old Man Barto continued, "Wei Wushuang helped us more than that.
Our tribe wanted to use the iron weapons to trade for sheep, horses, and tools from the Central Plains, but our tribe was an oasis in the desert. The other directions were all deserts, and there was only one trade route. If we took that trade route, we would have to take a big detour, and even if we had iron weapons, we wouldn't be able to sell it for a good price. He was the one who flipped through the books and insisted that there was an ancient path through the desert in our tribe, and he wanted us to find that path with him. At that time, he even called me along, but unfortunately, I was scared by the desert at that time. Our tribe said that the desert was a ghost town, and there was no end to it. In the end, he led a camel into the desert alone. After more than a month, we thought he had died in the desert, but in the end, he led a caravan back … God, he was only 14 years old at that time! "
"Not long after that, his father still passed away, and his mother also died a long time ago. After he buried his father, he gave away the sheep and horses, and was about to leave with only a bag. We asked him where he was going, and he said that after passing through the snowstorm of Kunlun Mountain and climbing to the peak that was as high as the sky, there would be an immortal's residence. There was a palace made of white jade, a stream that flowed with fine wine, and when the wind blew through the flowering trees, there would be music. There were also immortal immortals dressed in feathered clothes dancing. He wanted to know if the rumors were true …"
But this time, no one in our clan stopped him, and we allowed him to leave. Watching the snowstorm of Kunlun Mountain bury his footprints, I felt that if there were really immortals, then Wei Wushuang would definitely find them, because he was originally on the same path as those immortals. He only descended to the mortal world to travel around our clan, and sooner or later, he would return to where he belonged … "" Indeed, after a few years, he really came back. He wore a crane feather robe that was as white as a snowy mountain, and flew in front of us like an immortal.
"As expected, after a few years, he really came back. He wore a crane robe that was as white as a snow mountain and flew in front of us like an immortal. At that time, we repeatedly kowtowed to him, but he only helped us up and sat cross-legged on the dirty carpet. He drank the sour horse milk wine and said to us," Although the people of Kunlun Mountain can fly, they are actually the same as us. They are all flesh and blood, people born, old, sick, and dead. He told us that we don't have to kneel to anyone … So, when you came up the mountain, you all knelt, but I didn't because the Wan Xiang Heavenly Palace's Palace Master, Wei Wushuang, our clansman, told me not to kneel! "Batuo's father's eyes flashed with longing and yearning, but the corners of his mouth curled into a proud smile.
The herdsmen seemed to be affected by his pride, and no one spoke for a moment. After a while, another person laughed and said, "Hey, Old Man Bartuo, you speak as if it's true. Then why hasn't Immortal Wei come to see your clansman after we've been building the altar for so long? Are you talking nonsense, or have the immortals already forgotten about you? "
Old Man Bartuo's face darkened, and he threw the wineskin on the ground and said angrily, "How can that be! I, Bartuo, never lie, and Wei Wushuang also won't forget about our clansman! You rascals! If you don't want to listen to my story, then scram! "
Seeing the tense atmosphere, a few herdsmen tried to smooth things over and returned to their own tents, leaving Old Man Bartuo alone to face their departing figures. He said with a confident expression, "Just wait, the altar will be completed soon. He will definitely appear at the completion ceremony, and I will shout his name at that time to let you all know that Wei Wushuang is really a clansman who grew up with me!"
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The story ended on a sour note. Ying Feiyang savored the truth and falsehood of the story. If what Old Man Bartuo said was 70% true, then Wei Wushuang's life was fascinating. He had a firm will, broad horizons, and wasn't moved by rumors. Even if there was no path in front of him, he relied on his own two feet to forcefully create a path that led to the heavens. To be able to reach the peak of the world, it really wasn't just based on talent and luck.
It was a pity that Wan Xiang Heavenly Palace had a new master, and Wei Wushuang had sealed himself in a rock. Old Man Bartuo was destined to not be able to wait for Wei Wushuang to visit him. Thinking of this, Ying Feiyang made up his mind. He had to save Chu Baininiu and let him treat Wei Wushuang.
Although Ying Feiyang believed it, when he thought of the situation he was in, he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Perhaps the two Sky Cleansing Altars were somehow attracted to each other, but Ying Feiyang just so happened to be transported to the Wanxiang Heavenly Palace.
Now that the nine sects of Kunlun Mountain were divided by the six paths, and Wan Xiang Heavenly Palace was the core, it was naturally guarded by the Lord of Heaven Dao, Di Lingtian. It was guarded by the most loyal Mortal Dao guards. The security was so tight that he was like a trapped bird. Not to mention saving Chu Baininiu, even escaping from here was a problem.
Thinking of this, Ying Feiyang felt that this big monk, who could come and go as he pleased under the heavy security, was not ordinary. He couldn't help but ask, "Big monk, those herdsmen clearly mistook us for someone else. What method did you use to fool them?"
The big monk said, "You're asking Buddha, but who should Buddha ask? Maybe you looked like one of the herdsmen here, and they mistook you for someone else."
Hearing this nonsense, Ying Feiyang naturally didn't believe it. Even Ji Yaoyue and Chu Song were unhappy. Saying that a delicate little girl like them looked like a bunch of big and burly men, wasn't this insulting?
Ji Yaoyue's expression didn't look good. She said coldly, "It's the Buddhism's' All Living Beings', right?"
The big monk turned a deaf ear to her. Ying Feiyang clapped his hands and said, "You're thinking the same thing as me. I heard that Buddhism has a Dharma called 'All Living Beings'. This dharma can be used to conceal one's whereabouts, and it can also be used as a disguise technique. The difference is that the disguise technique disguises one's appearance and figure, while the 'All Living Beings' interferes with the opponent's five senses and six senses, distorting one's image in the opponent's eyes to achieve the effect of deceiving them. Just now, the big monk must have used this dharma to make those herdsmen mistake us for someone else."
"Say whatever you want, I don't know anyway!" The big monk dug his ears, looking like he didn't want to listen at all.
Then, Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue really continued talking. Ying Feiyang said, "I heard that to cultivate this dharma that interferes with the five senses and six senses, one needs to cultivate the 'Six Supernatural Powers' of Buddhism to a certain realm. Big monk, just now when you spoke in my mind, it was obvious that you had cultivated the 'Mind Connection' of the Six Supernatural Powers. Those who can reach this realm can be counted on one's fingers. Big monk, who are you? Can you tell us?"
"A monk is a monk, and I am me. I just praised you for having the root of wisdom. Why are you so obsessed with the title now?" The big monk laughed and said.
Ying Feiyang persevered and said, "Then let me change my question. Big monk, are you the person I'm thinking of?"
Ying Feiyang was sure that the big monk knew the dharma of his Mind Connection, so he let his guard down and recited a name.
The big monk looked impatient and said, "Why are you beating around the bush with me? How would I know who you're thinking of? "
Ying Feiyang smiled and said, "Big monk, do you want me to say it out loud? Since you're not worried that the walls have ears, then I'll say it out loud. May I ask, big monk, are you … "
"Amitabha! You little brat! " The big monk scolded and then said, "I can only answer you one thing. All appearances are fabricated. I am him, but also not him! You should know what's important and stop asking! "
"You're really related to him?" Ying Feiyang was shocked and said in disbelief.
The big monk was angry and amused. "Didn't you say that I'm his? Why don't you believe it? "
Ying Feiyang looked at the big monk as if he had seen a ghost. He then held his forehead and said weakly, "It's nothing. It's just that it's too different from the image I have in my mind, so I can't accept it for a while … Just give me some time …"
Chu Song looked confused and asked, "Sister Ji, what are they talking about?"
Ji Yaoyue also knew what was going on. She smiled and said, "They're talking in riddles, right? Just ignore them …"
Ying Feiyang calmed himself down and thought to himself, If the Holy Buddha doesn't enter the human world, Bei Longtian won't come out of seclusion. Hehe, someone who has confronted Bei Longtian for a hundred years is definitely not easy to deal with! Bei Longtian did some sneaky tricks and sent the Demon Wolf Cavalry to Kunlun Mountain. In the end, this Holy Buddha Supreme also secretly followed the Demon Wolf Cavalry here … "
That's right, even though the monk's ability hadn't been completely revealed, but from the scale that he revealed, one could tell that the monk was absolutely not an ordinary person. There were only a handful of people in the Buddhist Sect who were able to cultivate the Mind Reading Technique, yet he still refused to reveal his identity. Naturally, there was a reason why he couldn't reveal his identity.
With such a conclusion, the first person that came to Ying Feiyang's mind was naturally the leader of the righteous sects who was restricted by the oath and could not enter the human world, like Bei Longtian who was trapped in the Pantheon of Demons. He was supposed to stay in the Buddha Heart Temple and could not enter the human world.
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