Old Gong venting his anger is not wrong, but it should not be done at this time.
Of course, any opinion I have now will definitely not be listened to by Liu Taiyan.
"Hmm, let's dig and see then, Mr. Wu. You still have some rigidity about you. After all, we found our way here with the power of the immortals; we can't rely solely on geomancy." Liu Taiyan spoke again.
"It can kill people, and even immortals. Old Gong believes it is comfortable because, he is a ghost. Immortals can't detect anything wrong for a while because, the fragrance of DANXiang is too strong, making them ignore other things. They are still absorbing dead energy. Invisible dead energy if ingested too much will cause living people to rot and destroy the cultivation of immortals. These three towers use special construction methods to completely disintegrate the dead energy. The mountain mist contains the vitality of this mountain, mixed with dead energy, making it impossible for people to see the problem. Gentlemen with insufficient knowledge might still believe that this is the location of the cave mouth!" Wu Jinluan spoke with certainty.
He said again, "The generation of mist is also a kind of array, surrounding the mountain waist! That year's alchemist wanted to play tricks and frighten people, this was one of his ways!"
Lao Gong's eyeballs rolled two times, and his corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Liu Taiyan's eyes showed a trace of surprise.
The immortals understood human language, and they all scattered instantly, quickly returning to the body of the ritualistic Taoist. Those people retreated rapidly, keeping a distance from the chimney of the small tower.
"Zeze, there's something interesting. Old Gong, I really am in the middle of this situation, I didn't realize it. I'm not human, so I find a comfortable place, can you guys handle it?" Lao Gong gave Liu Taiyan a glance without revealing any signs of hesitation. Instead, he shifted the focus back to them.
"Uh…" Liu Taiyan took a deep breath before saying: "Then we can't dig anymore, Mr. Wu. It's not our fault that I'm in a hurry. This is an angle issue. Our original idea was on the same path as Mr. Gong's."
No one noticed Lao Gong's little trick just now.
It is probably Wu Jinluan who knows this, but he did not let Lao Gong do it.
"The dead point generates a hole, and there must be an interval. The immortals are looking for a direction for their purpose. Perhaps that alchemist knew that this land was the Iron Brake Mountain, and he used it as a defense. We should discard this possibility. I have seen the direction of this mountain, confirmed the position of the dead point, and we should go north." Wu Jinluan said.
I naturally have no objections. Even though the immortals might have some reluctance, they did not stop.
Liu Taiyan would definitely have no other opinions. Once the opinions of Lao Gong and Wu Jinluan were in contrast, he would not have any doubts.
He didn't think at all that Lao Gong was trying to deliberately twist things.
That's simple. Wu Jinluan is completely on the same page as us. If we had a problem, why would Wu Jinluan block us? He should be joining in, shouldn't he?
The mist began to become thicker again, and we had long since stepped out of the range of the Wind-Relieving Charm.
This time, it's not the immortals leading the way, but Wu Jinluan and the gentlemen discerning the path underfoot and paying attention to the array's direction.
Unconsciously, day broke, and Lao Gong disappeared without a trace.
We walked for another whole day, not straight on, our movements were very slow, and the distance we covered was probably no more than six or seven kilometers.
Finally, when Wu Jinluan stopped, there was a bright light in his eyes, and he seemed very excited.
"Here! Hahaha!"
He pointed forward with his finger, tightly relying on the mountain wall, and there was a door!
The door was very thick, with an ancient and fragrant look, some bricks and tiles extended out.
The entire door was built directly into the mountain, fitting together seamlessly, appearing as if it were naturally formed.
It was also because of Wu Jinluan pointing that we saw it first time, otherwise we would have unconsciously ignored it. We might have thought there were only a few trees climbing the mountain.
Yes, these trees look very strange as well, twisted and crooked, a considerable portion of their roots are exposed outside, and another part has actually grown into the columns in front of the door.
There are two types of trees. On one side are plums, and on the other side are peaches. In this season, both plums and peaches are in bloom, mingling with the eaves of the temple house, adding a sense of artistic conception.
"Returning the plum to the peach? This place is not simple." Zhang Zhiyi opened his mouth, he coughed twice, and hit his chest.
"Are you okay, Brother Zhiyi?" Liang Yu softly asked.
Throughout this journey, Liang Yu's mood has been low, and she would occasionally glance backward, as if expecting or waiting for something. But she has gained nothing at all.
I understand, she believes that Chang Xin might still be following.
Maybe for this long, Chang Xin has given her this concept, no matter what she says, he has always been there. Now that he has really gone away, Liang Yu can't accept it at all.
"I'm fine, but it's you, Xiao Yu, who seems restless. You need to calm down. Chang Xin has just gone back first, and when the time comes, I will say a few words for you." Zhang Zhiyi patted Liang Yu's head.
"No... it's not his fault. Old Gong made him appear, but he embarrassed the Iron Dash Mountain. The second-master Grandfather tried to help him, but he still took offense and left, I won't bother with him anymore in the future."
Liang Yu bit her lip.
I can see that this is hypocrisy.
"Haha, you little girl, you're really selfish. Let's focus on the present first." There was more fondness in Zhang Zhiyi's eyes.
"Yes, yes." Liang Yu nodded.
Zhang Zhiyi is a person who gives me a different feeling.
Construct.
He has crafted his persona very well.
He appears to be humble and does not arrogate himself.
For Liang Yu, he is caring and behaves like a big brother.
But in reality, Liu Taiyan's treatment of Chang Xin must be for Zhang Zhiyi's sake.
Liang Yu believes that she is being cared for, yes, it's true that it is care, but what she sees is the one that has been artificially created, which is also a kind of tragedy.
It's her presumptuousness.
"Let's rest for a while, we've been climbing for two days and two nights without a proper rest. We still don't know what's inside after opening this door. I've checked the front before, and there are no problems there. The issues are all on the way here." Wu Jinluan said, his gaze still fixed on the main gate, and the excitement on his face had not diminished at all.
The group sat on the ground, took out the food and things to eat, and gave a good worship to their five organs. Either they lay down directly or found a tree to lean against.
The sunshine was very bright, shining on their faces, and smoothing out the wrinkles quite comfortably.
I felt sleepy as well, and my legs and feet were somewhat sore from walking on the mountain path.
Using my backpack as a pillow, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
This sleep, I slept very comfortably. Although this place was deep in the mountains and forests, due to the feng shui, the qi was very mild, and the quality of sleep was excellent.
When I woke up, it was around 3 or 4 PM, and I felt refreshed and clear-headed.
Wu Jinluan and the others were still sleeping, only some ritualistic Taoist who had awoken were looking at the door on the mountain wall.
I noticed that some details had changed. The flowers on the door, peach and plum, were a little less.
Glancing to the side, I saw that Liang Yu was chatting with Zhang Zhiyi, laughing happily. She had a small flower wreath on her head, made of bark and flowers. In the sunlight, her face was rosy.
