Tianbao Fuyao Lu

The first month passed, and unconsciously, it was more than a month since Dunhuang was opened. Hong Jun felt anxiety in his heart. As he gradually went deeper into Taihang Mountain, the anxiety became stronger. Sometimes, he suddenly had the idea of ​​turning back with Li Jinglong, and sometimes he hoped that this road would never end.

It seems that as long as the world is isolated, many things will not happen, and there is no need to worry.

They left the horses on the meadow, passed the first line of the Taihang Mountains, and then followed the ancient road thousands of years ago, and climbed up the mountain. The sky is open, and the only sound comes from several flying birds. After the dry food is finished, Hongjun is by the stream, teaching Li Jinglong to fish. Hong Jun nailed the fish in the water with a flying knife. Li Jinglong caught it up and grilled the fish to eat. There were many unnamed fruits and wild mushrooms in the forest. That was how Hong Jun came down the mountain.

"That's the mountain." Hong Jun pointed to the distant snow mountain.

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 Hong Jun took him, turning left and right in the forest, looking for the marks he made when he went down the mountain. He climbed up the cliff again along the tree.

The wind is very strong, Li Jinglong is the first time to climb the mountain with his bare hands, especially the place where the Yaojin Palace is located. Only the birds can reach it. He and Hongjun stood on the cliff side by side. Hongjun was used to climbing up and down, but I am afraid Li Jinglong stepped on the wrong way, so he held his hand tightly.

In front of a narrow wall, Li Jinglong wiped his sweat and looked at Hongjun with his head, Hongjun threw out the hook rope, hung on the cliff stone, climbed up for a while, settled, and threw the hook rope down again , Pull Li Jinglong up.

"Your family lives so high!" Li Jinglong just thought it was an ancient temple on the top of a deep mountain.

Hong Jun said: "The scenery above is great! Come on!"

Then Hongjun threw the hook up again, so that every time he threw a piece, the two climbed up a bit. Li Jinglong knows that Hongjun's kung fu as he walks through the eaves is like this.

When it came to the clouds, the top of the head was full of ice for thousands of years, and only one person had settled in the middle of the mountain. Hong Jun and Li Jinglong almost stood huddled together to rest. The two stood on a two-foot square convex rock in front of the cliff and took a breather.

Hong Jun flicked the hook again, but all the ice above his head collapsed.

"Beware!" Li Jinglong immediately turned and hugged Hong Jun, the ice waterfall collapsed, Hong Jun's heart was beating fast, the two were close to each other, the nose bridge was touching, and they were panting nervously.

The snow and ice fell wildly across the two, and fell into the deep valley. After a while, the voice of the party faded away. The two people's breath was intertwined. For a long while, Hongjun felt that he and Li Jinglong had reacted. Li Jinglong's man was almost overbearingly supporting him. Li Jinglong's eyes were smiling, his hands pressed against the cliff, and he looked at him with bad intentions.

"How does it feel to be held in this way?" Li Jinglong actually laughed at him, "Say, has he already seen his brother?"

Hong Jun blushed and said, "Don't tease me!"

Hong Jun just moved a little, Li Jinglong shouted immediately, almost fell, Hong Jun quickly grabbed him, and said that sooner or later, there was some ice and snow falling from the top of the head, Li Jinglong Fu hugged him again, the two went to the top of the head together Look. After several consecutive times, the ice finally slipped almost, and Hong Jun threw out the hook again.

When he came down the mountain, Hongjun was sent directly to Gufeng by Qingxiong, but this way, he had never climbed before. If there was only one person, he would go up and down, and bring Li Jinglong. The difficulty is obviously higher. less.

As the sun went down, Hong Jun climbed to a cliff with intermittent feet and hung the rope. Li Jinglong couldn't keep skidding and came up hard.

"It's fine above." Hong Jun said, "We have passed the clouds, there is no ice on the top, let's rest for a night."

Li Jinglong's right hand shook a little after World War I at Mogao Grottoes, and immediately sat side by side with Hongjun on the cliff. It was time for the wind to blow, the sea of ​​clouds spread out, and the setting sun was golden, looking out from the west side of Gufeng. I saw the vast land of China, the mountains meandering, and the plains outside the mountains stretch for thousands of miles.

"It's so beautiful," Li Jinglong murmured, "I have no time to toss these times."

Hong Jun replied in a fascinating way: "When I was very young, my only wish was to leave Taihang and go to the 'red dust' that Qingxiong said."

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

Hongjun's young boy's eyebrows were so clear, with longing on his face. Li Jinglong seemed to see the original Hongjun, the clear and clean Hongjun. After leaving Changan, he became gloomy. This made Li Jinglong puzzled. While sitting on the high mountain and watching the sunset, he once came back.

"The world is fine." Hong Jun murmured, and turned his head, laughing.

Li Jinglong took Hongjun's shoulders, and the sunset shone.

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

Hong Jun thought for a while and said confusedly: "I don't know."

"When I was a kid, I wanted to learn my skills and cultivate immortals." Li Jinglong said fascinatingly, "I want to go to a mountain where no mortal can go, and worship a master who is highly capable. But you want to come to this world and come into this red dust."

"Qingxiong said, the mountain is not fun." Hong Jun said strangely, "the world is fun. You have learned this skill, you don't have to come back to the earth? Otherwise, why do you cultivate immortals? What is the point of staying on the mountain forever ? "

Li Jinglong smiled and said: "Of course, I didn't want to learn skills just to show off to mortals."

Hong Jun asked: "In order to protect the Divine State? Haven't seen the demon raging in the world. In these years, Divine State has always been a prosperous world. What makes you believe that the book left by Di Renjie?"

A long time ago, Li Jinglong answered him, but if he continued to question him, he was also a little confused. He has always been very persistent about this idea. Even if he was laughed at by everyone, believing that the power of God is chaotic, and the people worry about the sky, it has never changed.

Now think about it, why?

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

Hong Jun hummed, leaning on his shoulder, the sun set on the horizon, and the stars rose. At the moment, Hong Jun's mind was very calm, and there were no more troubles.

At dawn the next day, Hong Jun started climbing again.

At the top of Taihang, this is the last and most difficult part. There are often five or six feet of stone walls. There is no borrowing. There are only cracks in the rock. Hongjun tried several times to hook it with a hook. Rock slit, first climb up, and then insert a flying knife into the gap and hang it by hand, drag Li Jinglong up. Let him also grab the flying knife like a steel wedge nailed to the rock wall and slowly climb up one by one.

Surrounded by a cloud waterfall, rising and falling, Li Jinglong grasped the flying knife with difficulty, and said, "Hong Jun ... I will ask your last question ..."

"What?" Hong Jun looked down from a height.

"You didn't ... climb the wrong mountain?" Li Jinglong looked down at his feet. At this moment, he was holding the flying knife nailed into the cliff wall, and there was a place under his feet. After the clouds spread out, there was a distant earth.

If you fall like this, you will suddenly be crushed.

"You can't get down if you climb up!" Li Jinglong said.

Hong Jun: "..."

Hong Jun didn't think about this problem. He turned to God and immediately said, "Should ... not ..."

"... right?"

Li Jinglong almost didn't fall when he heard this answer.

Hongjun grabbed the flying knife in one hand and flicked the hook out of the other hand. He hung up on the high platform that protruded outwards. He grabbed the hook and fluttered. , Standing on the high platform, but suddenly shocked, almost fell.

A man stood in front of the high platform.

The wind blew through, the man flew in a fiery red robe, the long belt floated like a phoenix, and one was already broken. His king robe was loose and slumped, resting on his shoulders, with indifference on his face, and golden eyes staring at Hongjun.

It is clear.

Hong Jun stared at him for a long while, and he forgot what he was about to say, and finally shouted "Daddy" in a low voice.

"Hong Jun--!"

Underneath, Li Jinglong shouted, "Are you all right ?! What about people?"

Hong Jun recovered his mind and quickly put down the hook to pull Li Jinglong up. Li Jinglong was panting, and his robe was hanged in a mess. When he stood up, he straightened up and was nervous at first sight.

"Heavy ... Chengming Shibo." Li Jinglong busy clenched his fists to salute.

"Do you know to come back?" Zhao Ming said that Zhongming said.

Hongjun only stood silently, did not speak, looked at the two clearly, snorted, and turned away. Hongjun was going to catch up, and there was a teenager on the side, whispering, "Your Highness."

"Your Highness, please here."

"Dad! I have something to ask you!" Hong Jun said seriously, ignoring the attendant's words.

Stopping again, Shen said: "There will be opportunities." Then he fluttered his wings, turned into a phoenix, and flew to the palace in the distance with a fire.

The two climbed up on a platform outside the main hall of Yaojin Palace. There was a pool on the platform. The sycamore trees were planted on the side of the pool. Li Jinglong collected the ropes, and the teenagers came over to invite guests to rest. If Hong Jun was lost, Li Jinglong said: "Hong Jun, say it well, don't quarrel 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 passed the garden along the cloister. Li Jinglong saw here that there were full of inexplicable fairy grass Xianzhi. ? "

"Previously planted." Hong Jun thought for a while and said, "I will show you around?"

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

The Yaojin Palace covers an area of ​​10,000 hectares, and the servants in the palace who turned into humanoids are young girls, nearly a thousand, and the palace is made of Hetian Yulei. Hetian jade! Li Jinglong is already stupid, Daming Palace, Xingqing Palace, Huaqing Palace ... Although the Imperial Palace on earth is luxurious, it is far from this level. The entire Yaojin Palace is divided into three halls: east, west, and middle. Each hall is scattered with corridors and carved columns. It is earlier than the Han architecture. It should be furnished as an ancient artifact from the ancient three dynasties to the Sui Dynasty.

The attendant led Li Jinglong to the west hall. The door of the hall had a peacock feather pattern similar to that of Hongjun Jasper Ling, and even a glass cup used for drinking utensils. Red sandalwood.

"Li Changshi." A teenager entered and said, "The water is ready, here is your clothes."

Li Jinglong picked it up and saw that in just a quarter of an hour, the Yaojin Palace actually made a set of replacement clothes exactly the same as his Wu robe, but the brocade used was better.

"I'll come by myself." Li Jinglong used to have a big business, but without this extravagance, he changed his clothes after taking a bath. In the Yaojin Palace, the teenagers must be birds, all naked and only wear long. Pants for easy spreading of wings. The clothes he made for Li Jinglong were dark purple trousers, and he even prepared clogs for him. The upper body was a thin dark gown.

It is strange to say that the Taihang Mountain Peak was not cold at all, and it was as warm as spring and summer. The phoenix was the reason.

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

Li Jinglong thought that Hong Jun asked them to call it that way, he nodded, followed the leader, and inadvertently looked at the open door. There are Hongjun's library, the grass man's grass hog and other things for the training of flying swords in the martial arts room, and a pharmacy with a built-in tripod and a mortar.

Hongjun had just taken a shower, his hair was cut short, and his head was wet. Unlike the mortals, the demon had no rules that the parents of his skin and skin could not be damaged. His short hair seemed more energetic. After returning to Yaojin Palace, he also put on a pair of navy blue silk trousers, habitually wearing a shirtless shirt. A teenager was adjusting the color, and painted a dark blue tattoo on his left chest.

His skin was fair, his abdominal muscles were well-defined, and his pectoral muscles were very beautiful. After painting the pattern, he became more sexy.

"... when do we also make a hot spring or something ..."

Hong Jun was talking to the teenagers, but no one answered him. Hong Jun said to himself, and told them a lot of information about the mountain, especially the hot springs of Huaqing Palace, soaking up was very comfortable.

The teenagers were afraid to take his word and lead him into trouble again, and they all kept silent.

"And the things under the mountain are particularly delicious." Hong Jun added, "Occasionally let the cook change."

Li Jinglong smiled and looked at him from the mirror. When Hong Jun saw him coming, he flushed.

"They usually wear it like this." Hong Jun replied, "Why don't I put on my coat."

Li Jinglong hurriedly waved his hand and didn't speak. He looked at Hongjun up and down. Hongjun was a little nervous by him, and seemed to be inexplicably excited.

"What are you looking at?" Hong Jun couldn't help crying.

"Look at you pretty." Li Jinglong said.

Although there are many teenagers in Yaojin Palace, they are all beautiful among the best, but they are not as good as Hongjun. His eyes naturally have a clear and clean breath.

The attendant painted a feather pattern on Hongjun's left shoulder and left chest, and took a jade piece to wear on his neck. Someone came to spread the word, and His Majesty invited guests to dine.

At sunset Xishan, Li Jinglong went to eat. Presumably Hongjun had just returned home and had to gather with Chongming for a while, so that he did not have to accompany him.

"Zhongming doesn't know where he went." Hong Jun said, "I will eat with you."

The attendant served the meal. It was a strange bowl of rice, with soup cooked with fish and tofu, eggs fried with leaves and a little meat.

"Egg." Hong Jun looked at 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's a monster, I'm public!" Hong Jun couldn't help crying, "The mother's only laying eggs!"

Li Jinglong just teased him and said, "If you have a little Hongjun like you, it would be fun to think about it."

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

"The meal is still so hard." Hong Jun was choked so that he stretched his neck straight. Li Jinglong was busy serving him soup, and then took a bite, saying, "Isn't this bamboo rice?"

Hong Jun didn't know how precious the bamboo rice was. Li Jinglong said that he could steam bamboo rice into rice. It is estimated that there is only Phoenix. And it is probably the only one that can make bamboo rice so unpalatable.

"What kind of meat is this?"

"Rabbit." Hongjun said, "He caught under the mountain."

Li Jinglong knows why Hong Jun is like a hungry ghost at the foot of the mountain, and he ca n’t eat enough, because the dishes in the Yaojin Palace are very light, and there is no oil or salt. Even if the mushrooms are fried rabbit meat, only the rabbit itself is used. The fat is made of oil, and no sauce is used.

"The rabbit is so cute." Hong Jun said, "How can it be made so unpalatable, it's just a shame."

Li Jinglong: "..."

The teenagers on the side only listened to Hong Jun complaining. Hong Jun ate a bit more, but stopped eating, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Someone came back, and everyone answered that they had eaten, and Hong Jun let them go out without having to come, and Li Jinglong didn't need to accompany him. The birds flew away and flew away.

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

Hong Jun said, "Just right, otherwise it will make it scolded." He said that he went out and turned over the box to find tea, found half a pack of green tea with bamboo leaves, soaked it in a glass cup with boiling water, and handed Li Jinglong a cup. . Tonight happens to be a full moon. The moon on Taihang Mountain is large and round, and the wind blows, like a fairyland in summer night.

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

"Time also passed quickly." Hong Jun replied in a low voice. He didn't want to go back when he didn't go home. When he got home, he was reluctant to leave.

"How do you usually pass the time at home?" Li Jinglong asked, "Your spells are taught by Chongming ~ www.novelmtl.com ~" Hongjun said, "Chongming likes to sleep in the main hall. Qingxiong came and will accompany him. I play for a few days. "

"With so many birds, you don't have your friends?" Li Jinglong asked.

"They don't talk," Hong Jun said, "It's not that they don't understand, it's ... It's only a few decades of practice, and the spirituality hasn't been opened, and my father's spiritual power has become a person. Everyone can only help, Do something, not as clever as the foxes. Teach them what they say, what they say. What we usually see are big monsters, ghost kings are made by humans, avoid spiritual cultivation, plagued gods and mysterious ladies are repaired In two or three hundred years, the anger has not yet returned. "

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

"It's afraid of being scolded, saying that it's causing me trouble." Hongjun quipped, "My dad said, if you teach me bad, I will make it a grilled fish."

Li Jinglong remembered that when he walked through this gilded palace, he seemed to see the figure of Xiao Hongjun, running around between the rooms.

Hongjun put down the glass cup in his hand, and the green tea reflected the full moon in the sky. The light wind blew, and the bells under the corridor rang in unison.

Hong Jun said: "Thank you for accompanying me home, long history."

He stood up and passed the moon corridor without saying a word. The moon shone on his naked half. Li Jinglong didn't look back and suddenly said: "Hong Jun."

Hong Jun turned back at the end of the corridor and looked at Li Jinglong, who was still sitting in front of the corridor with his back to him.

Li Jinglong remained silent for a long time, and seemed a little nervous. His long fingers played with the glass cup, and a small moon was reflected in the cup.

"Will you come back to Chang'an with me?" Li Jinglong smiled a little sadly, "I always feel that after you come back this time, you won't leave again."

"Yes." Hong Jun said without thinking.

When Li Jinglong was about to raise his head, Hong Jun had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

He walked through the sycamore forest and the wall that he often faced. He couldn't help but stop. His heart was beating so violently that he felt a little overwhelmed.

He stared blankly at the wall without even knowing why he blurted out.

"His Royal Highness," said a young boy, "Your Majesty invites you."

Hong Jun turned around and hurried towards the main hall.

The main hall was burned by him once last time, and it has been repaired intact. It is not different from the original. The front of the hall is supported by several stone pillars, behind which is a round of bright moonlight. The pool, a sycamore tree is planted by the pond, and there is a person sitting under the sycamore tree.

Hongjun slowed down and came behind the plane tree.

When he was a child, Chongming often leaned back on a sycamore tree and sat by the pool, while Hong Jun slept on his naked chest. He slept all night.

He has not changed, and time seems to have nothing to do with him.

"What do you want to ask, just ask." Shen Ming said in a deep voice.

Hong Jun stood behind Ming Ming and whispered: "I have found out the cause of my father's death."

To reiterate: "Very good, live up to expectations."