Chapter 463

Ten miles west of Huilong City, the mountains are endless.

A steep mountain, a Taoist temple built close to the cliff and a waterfall falling from the sky constitute an excellent scenery here.

The mountain is very strange, with cliffs in the north and lush trees and gurgling water in the south.

The Taoist temple was built strangely. He didn't build it in the lush forest, but it was built in the steep north.

The Taoist temple is named Ziyun. It is a winding path dug by the world, which extends from the south to the Taoist temple.

The path is dangerous and can be passed by one person. The digger also thought that if someone came face to face, he would chisel out a grotto every half a mile and hide several people.

Walking on the stone road, you can see the blue sky and white clouds when you look up, and the abyss when you look down. I'm afraid timid people don't dare to pass by from now on.

There is a Taoist named immortal Ziyun in the temple. He has a fairy demeanor and a childlike appearance. Although he is nearly 70 years old, he carries water from the waterfall to the view every day. He walks steadily. He is full of two barrels of water and can't drop water.

Traceless and Yuanqing came to Ziyun Temple earlier.

They came here. Because of curiosity, they stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the Taoist temple built on the cliff, and wondered how to get there.

He didn't expect that there was a Taoist in this Taoist temple, and he was an old Taoist in his 70s.

The Taoist priest came to them for several tens of feet and was stunned to find that there was no trace.

"Two benefactors, since you have come to our Ziyun temple, why don't you go to the temple for a chat?"

Immortal Ziyun is kind-hearted and has two longevity eyebrows hanging down to his cheek.

No trace smelled the speech and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

Immortal Ziyun looked at the sword behind traceless, his eyes twinkled and said, "why did you say this, little benefactor? Since you came here, it shows that the two little benefactors have a good relationship with the old Taoist priest. Why bother?"

After saying that, I didn't wait for no trace to say more. I took a big step forward and walked with big steps.

No trace saw that he walked steadily. Although he walked in faith, he was soon a few feet away.

Wuji felt a chill in his heart and said secretly, "this Taoist is such a profound lightness skill!"

He was no longer polite and said to Yuanqing, "let's go and have a look."

Along the way, Yuanqing listened to traceless's words, and naturally would not object at this time.

Immortal Ziyun, regardless of whether they kept up or not, strode up from the south peak to the hillside and turned into a path. Out of the woods, there was a small stone path. Less than half a mile, he came to the cliff of the north peak.

Looking at the path that only one person can pass through and the abyss under his feet, he felt a chill in his heart. On this path, if you encounter an attack on the way, I'm afraid there's no place to die.

I looked up and saw the Taoist shaking his sleeves and striding forward.

He smiled and said, "if I don't go, I'll let him look down!"

With this in mind, he stepped up the path on the wall and said, "girl, follow me."

Backhand, holding Yuanqing's left hand.

Yuan Qingleng was gripped by his palm. His heart rippled and did not struggle. He whispered "um", which was infinitely shy.

Without trace, he didn't notice the difference. The young man's competitive mind was haunted. He just wanted to prevent the Taoist from belittling himself and took Yuanqing forward.

After the twists and turns, there was a light in front of me. A Taoist temple was half in the stone wall and half outside the cliff. More than ten feet in front, a waterfall poured down, like a jade belt dancing with the wind.

Standing on the railing outside the Taoist temple and looking at the mountains in the distance, it was really relaxed and happy.

At this time, the Taoist walked out of the Taoist temple, carrying a mud stove and a bag of good bamboo charcoal in his hand, came to a prominent Pavilion in front, turned and looked at the traceless palm of Yuanqing's hand and smiled.

No trace has not yet reacted. Yuanqing gently breaks free and whispers, "here, I'm not afraid."

In fact, along the way, she was not afraid at all. Even if she didn't hold her hand without trace, she wouldn't be afraid. After all, people with martial arts skills are afraid if they take a steep mountain road. Isn't it ridiculous?

No trace smelled the speech and was stunned at first, but when he saw the smile in immortal Ziyun's eyes, he moved slightly in his heart and quickly released his hand.

"Wonderful, wonderful, master, finding this wonderful place is really a great place to practice."

He looked around, but felt that he was in the clouds. He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, looked down and couldn't see the bottom. He saw the mountains in the distance and the Taoist temple in the near.

In the pavilion, there is a small table made of bamboo and several bamboo stools, which are wiped very clean. Obviously, immortal Ziyun pays great attention to the details of life. A few bamboo stools show that someone should visit him in this secluded place.

Although the table and the bamboo stool are spotless, immortal Ziyun took out a white rag from the table and wiped them carefully before saying: "please, benefactors! Taoist priest, there is nothing to entertain here. Only this good tea, which has been treasured for many years, can be taken. I'll make you a pot of goods. "

Wuji heard the speech and sat down with Yuanqing. The old Taoist priest added carbon blocks to the mud stove and took an exquisite purple clay pot and put it on the mud stove. A feather fan shook gently in his hand. Soon, there was a slight "grunt" sound in the pot, and hot gas came out of the pot mouth.

Immortal Ziyun arranged a teapot, picked out two teaspoons of tea from a bamboo pot with a bamboo spoon, poured boiling water into the pot and shook it gently.

An elegant fragrance of tea immediately floated out and permeated into the heart and spleen.

Traceless doesn't understand tea. The best tea he has ever drunk was in the Qin mansion in Lingnan four years ago. But what he remembered most was the wild camellia he picked on the mountain with the bright moon when he soaked it in a bamboo cup in Yaoxian valley. The faint fragrance of tea accompanied by the fragrance of bamboo made him unforgettable all his life.

Immortal Ziyun filled three cups of tea. The tea cup is also made of purple sand. It is very exquisite.

"Please!"

Immortal Ziyun obviously enjoyed this life very much. He raised his tea cup and took a sip.

Yuanqing put the teacup close to his nose, deeply smelled it, then gently opened his lips and tasted it.

Although traceless was used to drinking tea in a big bowl, he didn't dare to be too rude when he saw their gentle appearance. He also tasted it. A faint fragrance heat flowed down his throat and immediately filled his mouth with fragrance.

"How?"

Immortal Ziyun stared at them tightly and asked.

"Good tea!"

Yuanqing and traceless said almost at the same time.

Immortal Ziyun seemed very proud, stroked his beard and chin and said, "nature is a good tea! This is the spring tea I picked myself and made through more than a dozen processes. If it weren't for the distinguished guests, the old Taoist would be reluctant to take it out. "

No trace smelled the speech and said in amazement, "distinguished guest?"

Immortal Ziyun smiled and said, "yes, you are my distinguished guests."

Traceless and Yuanqing looked at each other. For a moment, traceless said, "how dare you ask your respectful name?"

Immortal Ziyun stretched out his hand, pointed to it and said, "here is Ziyun temple. The Taoist priest is immortal Ziyun."

Traceless was stunned again, because he had never heard of Ziyun temple, let alone immortal Ziyun.

Immortal Ziyun seemed to see the doubt in traceless's heart and said with a smile: "if the old Taoist was right, the long sword behind you is Xuantian magic sword, right?"

In Wuji's heart, a little different color flashed in a pair of clear eyes and said, "exactly, master, do you recognize this sword?"

Immortal Ziyun said, "don't just recognize it?"

When he said that, his face was solemn, and suddenly he sighed again.

Traceless said, "why do you sigh, elder? Could it be... What is the origin of this sword, elder? "

Immortal Ziyun said, "this sword was originally the old Taoist's belongings, but later I met a young man. Seeing that he had a good understanding of swordsmanship and loved it in his heart, and that his master and I were close friends, I gave him my sword. I thought I had no chance to see this sword in my life. I didn't want to... Don't want to... "

At this point, I must be so excited that I can't say it for a moment.

Traceless took off the long sword behind him, held it in both hands and said, "it's the old master of Xuantian magic sword, elder..."

Immortal Ziyun didn't pick it up. He gently waved his hand and said, "little benefactor, your heart is clean. No wonder Luo Jianchen will choose you as his successor, good... Good..."

Without trace, he asked, "don't you want to see it, elder?"

Immortal Ziyun said, "I have seen it and my wish has been fulfilled. Just a little benefactor, you believe my words. Aren't you afraid I'll cheat you out of your sword? "

With a heartless smile, traceless said, "although traceless is young, it is confident to see people. Elder, you are immortal. You are not like a treacherous man. How can you blackmail the sword in my hand? "

Immortal Ziyun smiled and said, "OK! Although I know that even if I really wronged your sword, you must have a way to get it back. But I'm still very happy that you say so. "

Traceless Fu tied the long sword and said, "elder is really an open-minded man."

Immortal Ziyun looked at traceless's pale face with a faint blue color. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "can I take a pulse for you?"

No trace was stunned, but he still stretched out his right hand. The two fingers of immortal Ziyun's food gently put on the traceless wrist pulse, eyes slightly closed, and two shoueyebrows gently beat.

A moment later, he took a "hiss" breath, loosened his finger and said strangely, "you... You have two evil and poisonous Qi, one Yin, one Yang, one cold and one hot. That cold poison has been dormant in your body for some time. If it wasn't restrained by the hot poison later, I'm afraid... "

Traceless smiled softly and said, "elder, you are really powerful! That cold poison is the palm poison of xuanming God's palm. It has existed since its birth. The heat poison is the blood of the black dragon. I drank it by mistake and gathered it in my body to form... "

Immortal Ziyun seemed slightly surprised and said, "if you were an ordinary person, either of these two is enough to kill immediately, but you have lived well for more than 20 years. It's a miracle."

Yuanqing, who had been silent, suddenly looked at immortal Ziyun with hope and said, "senior, can you cure him?"