Fu Zhu

After descending the mountain, I walked northward for more than ten li, and I saw a few cooking smokes in the distance.

Hua Yang wiped off the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and sat in the tea house by the side of the road to enjoy the coolness. Before he could warm up the stool, he invited the shopkeeper to ask for a bowl of thin porridge.Hua Yang first drank half of the bowl, and then put the bowl back on the table after comforting Wu Zang Temple a little, and started to drink spoonful by spoonful.

A small muddy stove stands in the corner of the tea house, on which a pot of well water is boiled over a warm fire. The sound of the water boils, the fragrance of the tea is dense, and white mist spirals up from the slender spout.

Surrounded by green hills outside the hut, the old trees are new and green, and the yellow leaves that have not yet faded lightly fall on the roof of the hut. Huayang was watching it fascinated, and suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes on the post road, and he let out a loud cry in front of the tea hut.

Across a knee-high bamboo curtain, one could only see from a distance that the shoes of the visitor were spotless. Before Huayang could think about it, he saw the man lift the bamboo curtain, revealing a serious face, and the green hills all around faded away. All the colors.The little Taoist was first surprised and then pleased, he hurriedly put his chopsticks away: "Brother Ziyuan, Liehua Ziyuan saw him, his face softened a little: "Are you alone?"

Hua Yang got up to meet him, seeing that Hua Ziyuan was still carrying the long sword on his back, and the tassel of Peiyu long sword hanging obliquely on his shoulder, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Hua Ziyuan took down the long sword, threw it casually, and said, "Go on."

Hua Yang hugged him quickly, and wiped it with his cuff lovingly.

Hua Ziyuan settled the money for him, and the two went out from the tea house. Hua Ziyuan's favorite horse stopped by the side of the road. Hua Yang put his arms around the horse's neck and turned on the horse. When he stabilized, Fang asked, "Are you not injured?"

Hua Yang replied hesitantly.

Hua Ziyuan combed the horse's mane with his hands, and said after a long while, "Take some flesh wounds before entering the meditation."

Hua Yang was confused when he heard it, and before he could ask why, Hua Ziyuan slapped the horse's buttocks: "Send my junior brother back."

The BMW had no saddle or bridle, and after only a few steps, it almost knocked Hua Yang off the horse. The little Taoist quickly held his sword in one hand and the horse's mane in the other, and turned his head to Hua Ziyuan and shouted: "Brother Ziyuan, let's go back together." Bar."

Hua Ziyuan said: "There is a tiger monster ten miles in front of the mountain, I will go back when I go." As he said, he went against the road.

Hua Yang tugged at the horse's mane restlessly. This dragon horse is usually hungry for golden elixir and thirsty for mountain springs. It has been racing for four or five hours on the post road, and it has been thousands of miles away. In a day, you can see the foot of Qingcheng Mountain .

There are 36 caves and 72 blessed lands. People who practice Taoism and practice Qi all over the world respect this place.The palaces, temples, temples and nunneries at the foot of the mountain are as dense as tiles, and the incense is endless all year round.

At the mountainside, there are still dozens of Taoist temples, big and small. Once you pass the path, the temples are hidden in the lush and green forests. After walking more than a thousand steps according to the five elements, you can see a Taoist palace built in the west of Pengzu Peak. , backed by the Mianjiang River, sitting on the sea of ​​clouds, with a horizontal plaque on it, with three big characters inscribed with a gold pen: Baiyun Temple.

Huayang dragged the dragon colt all the way up the mountain, the peaks and mountains above his head gathered together, and the sky became a line. At the end of the plank road, it suddenly became clear. When he saw these three big characters, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He just sat down and rested his feet. Forget about your exhortations.

When he led his horse into the gate, several senior brothers on Jianjianping immediately surrounded him and greeted everyone: "Hua Yang is back!"

Immediately, more and more people gathered around him to ask his health, and surrounded him into the main hall, but there was no one in front of the hanging statue of Sanqing.

Hua Yang couldn't help asking, "Where's Uncle Master?"

A bystander took over the conversation: "The Master's alchemy is at a critical juncture, and several uncles are guarding the Dharma in the back mountain."

Hua Yang felt that he had been away for a few days, and everything in his view became unfamiliar, he nodded his head in a daze, and just wanted to go back to his room to rest.

Another person said: "Junior Brother Huayang, you don't need to sleep on the bunk anymore, there is an empty room in the back for you."

Hua Yang's eyelids twitched, and he said bluntly, "No merit, no reward."

Dazed and surrounded by people, he went to the back room again, and suddenly asked talkatively: "Junior Brother Huayang, why don't you see that you are wounded?"

Hua Yang replied with a smile: "I didn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone laughed: "What are you talking about, it's a good thing that the younger brother was not injured."

Everyone also laughed together: "Young brother is blessed with great fortune."

Before Huayang recovered, he was surrounded by senior brothers and entered the room.

The table in the room was clear and clean, the little Taoist priest was pushed to sit down, someone lifted the lid of the incense burner, and added a handful of incense sticks inside, after a while, the tea set was also brought in, more than a dozen teachers The brothers sat around the table, making tea and talking and laughing.

Hua Yang had no choice but to chat and laugh, and when he was talking about the hearty anecdote of slaying demons and demons, there was a loud noise from the back mountain, vaguely like the sound of a bell, which made the porcelain on the table humming.Hua Yang's hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea overflowed from the cup, splashing wet his front.

Someone pushed the wooden door slightly open, and saw the glow of the mountains, which made people unable to open their eyes. Several senior brothers surrounded him, and when Du Du Huayang wanted to probe, someone pressed his shoulder and smiled. Said: "Brother, sit down."

There are sighs all around: "Master Guan has practiced four furnace pills, and finally made it once."

Only then did Hua Yang feel that something was wrong. As soon as he refined alchemy, the old wounds on his arms felt a dull pain. After squeezing his mouth for a long time, he reluctantly agreed: "It's finally done."

The Laojun bell in the back mountain struck the bell several more times, and the lingering sounds in the valley echoed, and it was hard to tell how many times it hit. Qi neatly dressed and straightened up, seeing Hua Yang still standing still, he reprimanded softly: "Junior Brother, the Master has left the seclusion."

It was only then that Hua Yang came to his senses, vigorously wiped away the tea stains on his chest, slapped the dust, untied the nine-beam scarf on his head and tied it again, and followed his brothers and sisters to Guanmen.

The sky above the head has already changed its color. The southeast corner is azure, and it turns into red gold when it reaches the northwest. On the other side of the palm-wide plank road, all the masters and Taoists came in a file with dust whisks in their hands. The Zhushan sedan chair was carried by two people, and the master of Baiyun Temple could be vaguely seen sitting in the sedan chair wearing a gray cloak and Taoist robe.

All the disciples bowed to the ground at this time.Huaqing and Huaxuan walked in front of the guard of honor, holding Taiji court slips in their hands, when they passed by Huayang, their eyeballs moved and their faces became a little angry: "Little brother, the master has an order, please move to the alchemy room. "

Hua Yang hurriedly sang, and after watching them enter the temple, he took a shortcut to the alchemy room by himself.

The alchemy room is built against the mountain wall. It is an octagonal small room. The two walls are covered with large and small gourds. Through the four hollowed furnace holes, one can faintly see the dark pills in the furnace.

Hua Yang stood in the corner for a while, then felt uncomfortably hot, sweating profusely all over his body, as if he was also a pill in the furnace.

I just sat or stood for a meal, and then I saw the door was pushed, and the short Huaxuan poked his head in. Huayang was about to go forward with a smile all over his face. When I greeted him, I realized that there was a senior with three black beards standing outside the door.

The two walked into the alchemy room one after the other, Huaxuan moved a high chair and asked the master to sit down, then looked at Huayang and said: "Junior brother, you are going to Jinling, the horses and carriages are exhausting, the master intends to reward you some benefits."

Hua Yang started to laugh, pinching the back of his neck constantly, his body was sweating more and more, and he kept saying that he didn't dare to do it.

Beside the blazing fire, these two people were always cool and sweatless.Hua Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Junior brother, why should you be overly modest? This time, the master concocted alchemy, and a total of five pills were produced. They have the magical effect of eliminating evil thoughts and improving cultivation. Others envy you, but you still can't envy them. Although the process is somewhat..."

Before the words were finished, the uncle said solemnly: "At three o'clock in the middle of the day, beside the old gentleman's bell, I will give you a helping hand."

When Hua Yang heard this, he knew that this golden pill must be eaten.After ten years of contemplation, I have also seen many people who tried medicines and pills, but never thought that one day, this hard work would fall on me.

He thought of those disciples who had lost their human form, dripping with cold sweat, and when they were about to fight to the death, Hua Xuan pressed on the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Silly brother, don't you think we will harm you? Only one was refined and given to senior brother Zi Yuan, this time it is you."

As Huaxuan said, he gave Hua Yang a thump lightly on his forehead: "Brother, after serving the alchemy, his cultivation base has greatly increased, and if he cultivates another Jiazi, he may be able to rank among the Sanxian. Such a good thing, why are you hesitating?"

When Hua Yang heard this, he became half-believing and half-doubting, and said embarrassingly: "How can the disciple He Dehe..."

The martial uncle stood up with a long body, resting his right arm on the dust fly, the white as snow stag tail hanging on the side of his hand, he said solemnly: "If the golden elixir is harmful to others, I would just find a peddler to test the elixir, why bother looking for you?"

Hua Yang was stunned and speechless. He just felt that it would be wrong to ask those people to try the alchemy. Just as he was in a trance, Hua Xuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Junior, don't worry, when the time comes, your cultivation base will be great." Jin, when everyone sees you, they will bow their hands and call you Daoist Master, and all over the world will honor your Dao name and offer you incense, and some of them are at their leisure."

He talked nonsense like this, but Hua Yang was a little happy to hear it, and his doubts immediately disappeared.

When he arrived at Zishi, Huayang tied his bag with dry food and water bags on his side, and when he finally climbed up the back mountain along the mountain wall, there were already many people standing here and there beside Laojun Zhong.

Four or five brothers who were unfamiliar with each other took a step forward and led Huayang to the cave in the back mountain. There is a long and narrow incense table in the corner of the middle hole.

The priest was sitting in a wheelchair, with his back leaning against the incense table, and a thin mattress on his knees. Looking at his appearance, he was only in his forties, with a clear face. Hua Xuan held the fan for him, and Hua Qing stood on the other side holding the tray. side.

The three of them had different expressions when they saw Hua Yang.

Huayang stepped forward to salute, the spectator just nodded slightly, took the mountain seal on the Huaqing tray, turned the wheelchair, pressed it on the five-way stone wall, and opened the organs one by one according to the five elements, and the narrow road behind the cave The entrance of the cave was exposed, and the smell of medicinal materials and danza gushed out from the secret passage.

Just as Hua Yang covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, he heard the temple master shout, "Go, Zi Yuan is waiting for you in the alchemy room."

Hua Yang was taken aback, murmured for a long time, then Fang smiled and said, "Brother's footsteps are really fast." As he spoke, he was about to enter the cave, when he suddenly saw a bright red fur collar exposed under the priest's cloak, I couldn't help but look a few more times before covering my nose with my hands, and hesitantly got in.

At the beginning of the tunnel, the sound of water could still be heard, but gradually it dries up. There are extinguished candlesticks on the earth walls. Although there is no fork in the road, you can’t see your fingers. After more than a thousand steps, rubbing ashes on his hands, he finally got out of the tunnel.

In such a big alchemy room, only a small oil lamp was lit, copper pots and oil cans were scattered all over the floor, Hua Yang was startled, took the oil lamp, walked around the zhanggao alchemy furnace in the middle, and whispered a few times: "Purple Brother Yuan."

He suddenly kicked a copper pot under his feet, and it rolled on the ground with a loud bang. Hua Yang was startled, and quickly squatted down to hold the copper pot. When he was still in shock, one hand gently took the oil lamp in Hua Yang's hand, Hold that bit of bean fire with your fingers, flick it lightly, and the dozens of torches on the four walls suddenly blazed up, illuminating the alchemy room as bright as day.

Hua Yang blinked his eyes several times before he could barely see the figure of that person, and he still smiled to himself: "Senior Brother Zi Yuan."

Hua Ziyuan looked at him blankly for a while, lowered his eyelids slightly, and took out a treasure bag from his sleeve, sapphire satin, and bright yellow long tassels, as soon as he let go, he floated in mid-air, spinning non-stop.

Hua Yang swallowed involuntarily, Hua Ziyuan stretched out his hand, and the mouth of the pouch loosened, and a golden pill flew out from it, and the alchemy room was blazing with brilliance for a moment.

Hua Yang excitedly stretched out his hand to grab it, the golden elixir fluctuated up and down, and he grabbed it a few times before he could hold it in his palm.

Hua Ziyuan frowned slightly, and called him once in a low voice: "Hua Yang."

Huayang was busy playing with it, but only vaguely responded when he heard the words.

Hua Ziyuan asked softly, "What's your layman's name?"

The little Taoist suddenly remembered Lu Qingchuan who asked his name at that time, his heart fluctuated from cold to warm, and finally he just smiled stupidly: "At that time, I couldn't even eat enough, how could I have a name."

Just as he was talking, his thoughts were still lingering in the high walls and dog holes of someone's house. Whose eyes rolled with smiles, and his mind was in a state of confusion for a while. piping hot.

Hua Ziyuan stared at him silently for a while, then said: "In the morning and dusk, the yin energy gradually dissipates, and the yang energy gradually rises. Junior brother, the time has come."

The little Taoist responded, put the golden pill into his mouth, and swallowed it with saliva, after half a cup of tea, there was still no movement, he couldn't help asking embarrassingly: "Senior brother, is this done?"

Hua Ziyuan was still looking at him, Huayang was about to laugh when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his dantian, and within a moment the pain was so severe that he wanted to burn his internal organs.

Hua Yang covered his stomach with a pale face, trembling like sifting chaff, seeing Hua Ziyuan beside him, he couldn't help reaching out to grab it: "Brother, save me..."

Hua Ziyuan took half a step back.Hua Yang clutched his stomach, his back arched like a shrimp, and screamed repeatedly. In less than half a cup of tea, two streams of thick blood gushed out of his nose, and the sharp pain like a knife rushed to the sky, as if it was going to kill him. People are torn in half.

At the beginning, Huayang remembered to ask his senior brother for help, but after a while, he just rolled all over the floor and cried heart-piercingly.

Hua Ziyuan took another three or four steps back and stood sideways.It seemed that it was also the first time for him to hear that Huayang was willing to ask for help.

Huayang cried for a while, his hands had dug deep into the ground, his nails turned over, his orifices were bleeding, and he shouted hoarsely, "Senior brother... Huayang hurts so much..."

After a few words, he knocked his head on the ground vigorously, as if he only wanted to die quickly.

Only then did Hua Ziyuan go forward to pull him, but before touching him, the body trembled as if dying, and breathed again, but there was no breath left.

Hua Ziyuan remained silent.It wasn't until Huayang's three souls and seven souls were scattered in the air, and gradually condensed into two human figures, that he raised a yellow talisman and shouted, "Forgiveness!"

In an instant, two flames of different colors rose up around the soul, one was azure blue and the other was vermilion, burning in mid-air as if they were about to be completely burned.Before the two tongues of fire burned into one, Hua Ziyuan made a move of the yellow talisman, immobilizing the blue soul, then turned his wrist, and pressed the yellow talisman on Huayang's body.

There are no less than a hundred methods of Taoism to get rid of distracting thoughts and improve one's cultivation base, but this method of rising and falling is the most taboo among them.Using the golden elixir as a guide, force the soul out of the body, forcibly distinguish the clear from the turbid, remove the turbidity and leave the clear.

Only the vermilion flame remained in mid-air. After burning for a long time, it gradually extinguished, revealing a thin human figure.The remnant soul floated blankly, it took a while to realize that it was going to move, and also wanted to get back into that body, but was blocked by Hua Ziyuan halfway.

After a while, the appearance of that soul became clearer again, it was clearly the appearance of Hua Yang, it landed on the ground, looked at Hua Ziyuan and called out embarrassingly: "Senior brother."

Hua Ziyuan suffocated his right hand slightly, put it into his sleeve calmly, and said in a low voice: "Gold elixir has the magical effect of eradicating evil thoughts and improving cultivation."

Three souls and seven souls, remove the turbidity and leave the clear.

From then on, only Daoist Huayang, who slays demons and guards the way, is left, and Huayang, who is nostalgic for the world of mortals, is gone.

Tears suddenly flowed from the eyes of that figure, and he said embarrassingly, "I'm not...evil thoughts."

Hua Ziyuan said for a while, "Seven emotions and six desires are evil thoughts." He said, and after a moment of silence, the Taoist Hua Yang behind him sat up and slowly wiped off the dirty blood on his face.

Hua Ziyuan said in a low voice: "Junior brother, cut off the dusty thoughts, and practice Taoism in the future, so that you can enter the world with super speed."

Hearing this, the Taoist priest raised his cheeks slightly, showing a clear and icy look. Following a clear and clear sword cry, the sword came out of its sheath and turned into a ray of light, pointing directly at the lonely soul.

The shadow dodged in panic for a few times, but was still swept by the sword energy again and again, and his figure became thinner and thinner: "Senior brother, even though I am greedy for money, timid, lazy and lazy, I can't see through..." He cried, his eyes were red, and he I said it a second time: "It's not...evil thoughts."

Hua Ziyuan jumped several feet back, stepping on the stone wall candlestick.That bit of remnant soul felt cold, he stood in a daze, about to be slashed by the sword, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the blade.

Hua Ziyuan exclaimed in astonishment: "Hua Yang!" As soon as the words came out, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

Half of the soul's arm grasping the sword was so pale that it was almost invisible, his temple hair was disheveled, two tears were washed out of his muddy face, and his body began to be surrounded by red flames again.

Seeing this vision, Hua Ziyuan held down the three big Thunder and Fire Talismans with his right hand, and was secretly on guard. Taoist Hua Yang shook his sword and stabbed at the center of the flame. The figure has fox ears and tail, fangs and sharp claws, only one face is exactly like Huayang.

After such a big change, that bit of residual soul has already turned into a demon in advance before the seven days arrive.

The Taoist priest froze, showing a cold smile: "Monster."

Seeing the long sword, the monster managed to exhale a mouthful of demonic energy, held the blade in mid-air, and was still arguing: "I'm not..." He looked around and saw Hua Ziyuan, his eyes turned redder.

Hua Ziyuan's breath was suffocated when he saw this gaze, and he said softly: "Leaving the three realms and five elements, cutting off the world's thoughts, it's like cutting off an arm, everyone is generally reluctant. It's just that there must be such a catastrophe when you prove the Tao. , It is better to have a short pain than to waste time, Huayang, I am helping you."

The lonely man said in a trembling voice, "Help me? Tell me, help me? I practice Taoism for favors, to save people's lives... Who knows that people are not saved... Even love has to be forgotten..."

Hua Ziyuan shouted: "Shut up."

The remnant soul still refused to stop: "I was originally a person... I thought that I could seek freedom by practicing Taoism, but who knows that I practiced it all the time, but... I became a demon..." He said, tears could not stop Stop, from the red eyes, keep falling.

The past is long, and I don't know who is saying: Little Daoist, what's so good about cultivating Daoism.

His eyes flickered, and the same voice said in a gentle voice: If you have been wronged in the Taoist temple...

He was terribly frightened, doubtful, but his eyes couldn't help but look out of the cave. That person shouldn't...look down on him...that sounds so nice...maybe it's true?

Not reconciled, it is too unwilling to be punished like this...

Hua Ziyuan was furious, and was about to sacrifice the yellow talisman in his hand, when the monster suddenly hissed and roared, and his figure turned into a ray of red light.

He rushed straight to the secret passage, apparently knowing that his life was at stake, but he had no intention of putting him to death.Hua Yang squeezed the sword formula in his hand, followed closely behind, fled and chased, and threw himself out of the entrance of the back mountain cave. Lost east and west north and south.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, there are many peaks, old pines covered with emerald green, surrounded by clouds and mist, you can faintly see the big and small Taoist temples, and the mountain roads are lingering. When the monster closed his eyes, he seemed to be out of his wits. Covered in gauze, decorated with blood-red tassels, floating up and down in front of her.

Bewildered by the candlelight, he followed the guiding lantern and floated up in a daze, without any restraints. When he was blown by the wind, he walked several miles away, stopped and stopped all the way, and came to an old locust tree.

——Baishi Peak, Yehu Ridge, under the big locust tree.

——Call out, Han Yilou, and I will come out.

Han Yilou slowly stepped out from behind the tree, stretched out his hand, and the lantern fell back into his hand.At some point, many foxfires appeared around, dotting the knee-high grass like fireflies.

He walked around the old locust tree, carrying a red gauze lantern, and walked a few steps into the depths of the fox fire, just in time to catch a glimpse of Huayang lying in the meadow, his soul gradually dissipating, and he reappeared in a short while.

Han Yilou was stunned for a long time before he hugged the little fox and put it on his left arm. Seeing that he was about to fall, he helped him with his right hand and asked softly, "Huayang?"

The little fox roared and bared his claws, but he couldn't stand still, as if he had been greatly frightened, until he was picked up by Han Yilou and gradually stopped shaking.

The monster hugged the fox and stood helplessly under the tree. Although he thought that Huayang would come back, he never thought that he would have a day when his soul would be incomplete and his body would be cold.

The morning mist gradually rose, people stood in the milky white fog, the fog passed by, Han Yilou hesitated again and again, and then stretched out his hand, warming the little fox with the warmth of his palm.

He swore to the Lu family's contract under the moon, saying that he would continue to make up for this person, even if he lost his soul.

Unexpectedly, it went back and forth and went back to this day.

"You and I still have an outstanding bill..."

However, what kind of account is he going to pursue and what kind of debt is being collected? He just thought about it a little bit before he couldn't let go.

"Huayang, you lost."

Who said it at the beginning?

——If you lose...

——Then I am willing to be a demon!As long as I lose!