Chapter 72-Taihang Mountain Peak

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date="2021-02-07"

title="Chapter 72-Taihang Mountain Peak "

weight="127312"

series = ["Tianbao Fuyao Lu"]

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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 gave birth to the idea of ​​turning back with Li Jinglong, and sometimes he even hoped that the road had no end.

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

They left the horses in the meadow, and after passing through the sky of Taihang Mountain, they followed the ancient road thousands of years ago to climb the mountain. The sky was wide open, and the only sound came from a few birds. After the dry food was finished, Hongjun was by the stream, teaching 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. That was how Hongjun came down the mountain.

"That's the 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 that Li Jinglong has climbed the mountain with his bare hands, especially where the Yaojin Palace is located. Only flying birds can reach him. He and Hongjun are standing on the cliff side by side. Hongjun is used to climbing up and down, but I'm afraid Li Jinglong took a wrong step and held onto 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 rope, hung it on the rock in front of the cliff, climbed up for a while, settled, and threw the hook rope off again. , Pull 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 threw the hook up again, so every time he threw a segment, the two climbed up. Li Jinglong knew that Hongjun was able to fly and walk the wall.

When got close to the clouds, the top of head was full of tens of thousands of years of frozen ice, and only one person settled in the middle of the mountain where he took advantage. Hongjun and Li Jinglong almost squeezed and stood together to rest. They stood on a two-foot-square bulge in front of the cliff, breathing for a while.

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

"Be careful!" 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 bridges of their noses were 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, and the two of them breathed together. After looking at each other for a long while, Hongjun actually felt that he and Li Jinglong were reacting. Li Jinglong's one is almost domineering against him, Li Jinglong has a smile in his eyes, presses the cliff with both hands, and looks 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 since fallen in love with your brother?"

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

When Hongjun moved, Li Jinglong yelled immediately and almost fell. Hongjun hurriedly held him, saying that it was too late, and some ice and snow fell on top of his head. Li Jinglong hugged him again, and the two of them headed together. Look. 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 go up and down the ground. If you bring Li Jinglong, the difficulty is obviously higher. less.

As 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.

"It's fine above." Hongjun said, "We have passed the clouds and there is no ice on 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 not for nothing 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?" 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 very good," Hongjun murmured, turning his head and laughing.

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

"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 dreamily, "I want to go to a mountain where no mortal can reach and worship a master with great ability. 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 have learned your skills, don't you want to come back to the world? Otherwise, why do you cultivate immortals? What is the point of being immortal for a lifetime and staying on the mountain for a lifetime? ?"

Li Jinglong hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course I didn't want to learn skills just to show 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?"

Li Jinglong answered him a long time ago, 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 everyone laughs at it for believing in strange power and utter worry, it has never changed.

Now think about it, why?

"It's destined." Li Jinglong said at last, "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 troubles.

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 and hooked it with a hook. First climbed up the rock gap, then inserted a flying knife into the gap and hung it by hand, dragging Li Jinglong up. Let him also grab the flying knife like a steel wedge nailed to the rock wall, slowly climbing up.

Surrounded by cloud waterfalls, rising and falling, Li Jinglong grasped the flying knife with difficulty, 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. At the foot of the foot, after the clouds dispersed, an unreachable earth appeared.

When fell like this, was instantly crushed.

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

Hongjun: "..."

Hongjun never thought about this problem. He recovered and immediately said: "It should be...no..."

"...Right?"

Li Jinglong almost couldn't get up and down when he heard 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 restrain the rope and climbed up a few times. He sighed. , Standing on the high platform, but suddenly followed by a shock, almost fell.

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

The violent wind blew, and the man wore a fiery red royal robe flying up, and the long belt floated up like a phoenix feather, one of which 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 is Chongming.

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

"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 robes were hung in a mess. When he straightened up with Hongjun, he suddenly became nervous when he saw the light.

"He...re-ming Shibo." Li Jinglong hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

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

Hongjun just stood silently, 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.

Zhongming 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 distant palace with the raging fire.

The place where the two climbed up was a platform outside the main hall of Yaojin Palace. There was a pool on the platform with plane trees 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 had to nod his head 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 fairy mushrooms, and asked: "You grow it all. ?"

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

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

Yaojin Palace occupies an area of ​​tens of thousands of hectares. The servants in the palace whose birds are transformed into human forms are nearly a thousand young girls. The palace is made of Hetian jade. Hetian jade! Li Jinglong has looked silly, Daming Palace, Prosperous Celebration Palace, Huaqing Palace... Although the palaces of the emperors in the world 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. The carved columns and painted buildings are earlier than the Han architecture. They should be displayed as 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. There were also many gilt wares and soft tobacco. The shelves for books were also leaflets. Red sandalwood.

"Li Changshi." A teenager entered and said, "The water is ready. This is 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, except that the brocade and the material were better.

"I'll do it myself." Even if Li Jinglong used to have a big business, he didn't have this luxury. After taking a shower, he changed his clothes. In the Yaojin Palace, the teenagers must be birds, all naked, wearing only long clothes. Pants for easy spreading 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 is strange to say that the top of the Taihang Mountains is not cold at all, and it is as warm as spring and summer. think it is because there is a phoenix.

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

Li Jinglong said that Hongjun should have asked them to call it that way, 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 had just taken a shower, and his hair was cut short, and his head was wet. Unlike mortals, the monsters did not have the rules of being injured by their parents. The short hair made 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.

The teenagers were afraid that they would take him and lead him into trouble, so they kept silent.

"Moreover, the things under the mountain are really delicious." Hongjun said again, "I let the cook change occasionally."

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 shirt."

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

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

"Look at you beautiful." Li Jinglong said.

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

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, Li Jinglong went to dinner, presumably Hongjun had just returned home, so he had to spend a while with Zhongming, 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 was served the meal, and Jian Nai was a strange bowl of rice, with fish and tofu soup, as well as scrambled eggs with leaves and a little meat.

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

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

Hongjun motioned to Li Jinglong to eat quickly. Both of them were hungry, but 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 stretched his neck. Li Jinglong hurriedly served him soup, then took a bite and said, "Isn't this bamboo rice?!"

Hongjun didn't know how precious bamboo rice was. Li Jinglong's heart was 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, "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. The reason is that the dishes in Yaojin Palace are very light, almost without oil and salt. Even if the rabbit is fried with matsutake, he only uses the rabbit itself. The fat is oily, not to add sauce, not to stir-fry with high heat.

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

Li Jinglong: "..."

The teenagers waiting by the side only listened to Hongjun’s complaining. Hongjun ate a little and stopped eating, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

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

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

Hongjun said, "It's just right, otherwise it will be scolded." He went out looking for tea, found a half pack of bamboo leaf green tea, poured it into a glass cup with boiling water, and handed it to Li Jinglong. The two sat on the corridor to watch the moon. . 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 didn't go home. When he got home, he was reluctant to leave.

"How do you spend your time at home?" Li Jinglong asked, "Your spells are taught by Zhongming?"

"Reading and getting into trouble." Hongjun said, "Chongming likes to sleep in the main hall. Qingxiong is here and 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 have not developed their spirituality. They have become humans with my father's spiritual power. Everyone can only simply help, Do something, not as clever as the foxes. Teach them what to say, and they will say whatever. We usually see big monsters. The ghost king is changed from human beings, so there is no need for spiritual cultivation. The plague gods and mysterious women are cultivated. Two or three hundred years, the hostility hasn't gone away yet."

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

"It's afraid of being scolded, saying that it will sway me into trouble." Hongjun quipped, "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 was reflecting the sky and a full moon, the breeze blew, and the 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 back 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 to be a little nervous. His slender fingers were playing with a glass cup with a small moon 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 won't 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 Wutong Forest, walked past the wall he often faced, and couldn't help stopping, 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 teenager said, "Your Majesty would like to please."

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

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

Hongjun slowed down and came behind the plane tree.

When he was young, 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.

"If you want to ask anything, just ask." Zhongming said solemnly.

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

Zhongming said: "Very good, and live up to expectations."