Strange Stories

Chapter 522: Heaven Pays Off Hard Work
Several people rode on the clouds and flew to the "Feilai Mountain".

Lin Jue lowered his head and looked carefully——

The mountain is not very high, nor is it very steep, but it is quite beautiful. The top of the mountain looks like a pointed halberd, and it is indeed recognizable, especially in Huizhou.

If it appeared in certain areas of Lingnan, in certain areas of Yunzhou and Qianzhou, or among many similar clusters of strange peaks, forming a landscape of thousands of peaks like a forest, it might be more harmonious.

And this is just an ordinary mountain no matter how you look at it.

Apart from the fact that many scholars came to visit and enjoy the beautiful spring scenery and officials on their way to work, there is nothing magical about it.

At the same time, Lin Jue also knew that there were many mountains in the world named "Fei Lai Mountain", "Fei Lai Temple" and "Fei Lai Peak". Most of them were so ordinary and attracted many people to come and visit.

Pay close attention and take a closer look.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by the faint sound of thunder, the tourists below were already a little panicked.

"Why did a dark cloud suddenly appear?"

"It is going to rain!"

"Oh, find a place to hide from the rain!"

"What the hell weather!"

The fox heard it most clearly and turned his head to stare at Lin Jue.

"Let's go first and don't disturb the tourists." Lin Jue said as he flew away on a cloud.

The fox continued to lie on the edge of the cloud, and then ran to the end of the thundercloud, still staring down.

"Huh? The cloud is gone again!"

"It's really weird..."

"A strange place must have strange sights. I think there must be gods living in this mountain!"

"..."

The fox withdrew his gaze, ran to the Taoist's feet, and told him what he had heard.

The thundercloud left Huizhou and returned to Qinzhou, then split into two, one flew back to Fengshan and the other went to the capital.

Lin Jue said that he would bring a thousand-day wine for Luo Gong to taste.

Now I come to visit Mr. Luo.

Just as "Refuting the Senior" said -

Lin Jue killed a general, as well as many officers and soldiers in Huizhou. However, when they arrived at the palace, it was the emperor who felt ashamed first, saying that he had not disciplined the army strictly and was sorry for him.

Given their long-term friendship and mutual understanding, the general naturally didn't need to say much.

Lin Jue only asked Lord Luo to take this opportunity to order the frontline soldiers to be restrained, which was also to borrow his power. In this way, even if the frontline soldiers were dissatisfied because they could not extort more money, they would not be dissatisfied with the emperor, but with this "meddling" god. And because he was a god, people in the world were in awe of him, so they probably would not dare to be dissatisfied with the god.

This may help curb this trend.

After drinking a pot of wine, Lin Jue returned to the mountain.

The two disciples had been waiting for a long time.

"Master..."

Pu Mei respectfully handed two taels of silver to Lin Jue.

More than two taels of silver was not much to begin with, and it was divided into more than a dozen parts. There were a few slightly larger irregular pieces of silver, as big as fingernails, and a dozen or so smaller scattered silver slags, which looked like the extra silver slags next to a large piece of silver that was accidentally cut were broken off and softened with wax.

Although it was a small amount, Lin Jue took it solemnly.

He stretched out his hand and a porcelain jar, which was originally used to hold tea, flew down from the bookshelf. He put the tea in it.

"Is this the money you got from exorcising a demon for the first time?"

"This is my disciple's first time." Xu Yi replied.

"I used to exorcise demons in the past and went to wealthy villages and earned money, but I exchanged it all for tiles," said Pu Mei.

“It’s a good start.”

"Can this silver be used to make pills?"

"As long as you come in a legitimate way, of course you can."

"call……"

Just as the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, they heard the master say, "It's only ten taels of silver for one pill, and there's far less than one here."

"what?"

The two of them have already started calculating.

"Why are you so surprised? Ten taels of silver may seem like a lot, but it's not much. If you meet a rich family, you can get twenty or thirty taels at a time. If you are a poor commoner, you should be more patient and treat it as exorcising monsters and practicing. Ten taels of silver won't be collected in a long time." Lin Jue said, "With your level of cultivation, you can't rush. If you take too many pills, one pill a month is enough. If you have extra, you can save it and save it for when your cultivation is higher in the future. Take two pills a month, or take them when you can't collect them all in one month. The most important thing is patience."

"Oh……"

Emotions are contagious, and a good teacher has its benefits. After hearing what the master said, the two were naturally infected by his leisurely and patient demeanor. They gradually calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard the Master say:

"By the way, when you were exorcising demons, didn't you ever wonder how your master knew there were demons causing trouble at the foot of the mountain?"

"The disciple was curious."

"Disciple has been curious too." "Outskirts of Fengshan Mountain, your uncle's Red Leaf Temple has people from the mountain coming to visit every day." Lin Jue smiled slightly, "I'll let Ziyun and you guys get rid of the monster someday."

"what……"

The two looked at each other.

There is one more share.

……

Lin Jue did not immediately go to the temple of Ji Ling Zhenjun to visit him to ask for dragon whiskers, or go to Feilai Mountain immediately to wait and find the opportunity and method to enter Yuanqiu Mountain. Instead, he continued to teach magic to his two disciples in the attic in the mountains and asked them to go down the mountain to eliminate monsters.

There are many reasons -

Not only was it because the disciples had already started learning the method of blooming flowers in an instant and controlling objects, and it was not good to interrupt, but also because it was said that True Lord Ji Ling had a bad temper, and now the world had changed, he had already been seriously injured by Divine Lord Fu Chi, and repairing his divine body would require a large amount of incense and vows, and it happened that the incense was rapidly fading. Going later might be more beneficial to Lin Jue. Also, because Taoist Jiang had not brought them any news about other phoenixes, and there was no sign of them at Yuanqiu Mountain, and it was unknown how long it would take to search for them.

Thus, there were often sounds of preaching in the mountains.

The two disciples listened carefully in the attic, then came down to practice and discuss seriously, and sometimes went down the mountain together to eliminate monsters.

Lin Jue stayed in the attic. In addition to preaching and spreading the Dharma, he also spent time comprehending his own path and magic. He also often went to Hongye Temple to visit his junior sister, and sometimes his junior sister also came to visit him.

In addition to chatting, the two also exchanged experiences in training disciples, and often watched their disciples' practice in the mountains and in the clouds.

It was a bright spring day with mottled light and shadows. A new secluded path was built in the mountains. Ziyun was cutting rocks in front and Xu Yi was planting trees in the back. They each returned home before dusk and met on the road. They greeted each other and said hello.

The stream was gurgling, and the light was dancing. Pu Mei sat on a moss-covered stone with a wooden sword in her hand. She attached magic power to the sword and chanted a spell in a low voice. The sword flew up, and under her dry and unsmooth spell, it flew high and low between the stream and the woods, sometimes hitting the tree trunk, brushing against the branches, and knocking down a few peach blossoms.

Planting trees is obviously faster than building roads.

As the sun and the moon alternated, Xu Yi, who was planting trees, gradually caught up with Ziyun, who was repairing the road. Hearing the noises and movements behind her, and looking at the young figure behind her, Ziyun was very anxious. Coincidentally, her master had returned to the temple, so she didn't have to receive pilgrims alone every day. So she worked even harder, going out early and returning late, repairing the road and practicing magic.

The boy had to plant the trees by the roadside and had to wait until she built the road before he could do so. In his extra free time, he would often stand by the trees he planted, looking up in a daze at the mountain flowers in front of him that were gradually beginning to wither.

Spring flowers are so beautiful, why are they so short-lived?

"call……"

The young man blew air towards the tree, hoping to keep spring for a while.

But how could the spring breeze fulfill his wish?
It seems that spring is coming to an end.

Because the spell-controlling technique is so simple, Pu Mei has already mastered it and started to learn the original method of controlling objects. At this moment, she is standing under a tree, looking up at the pear blossoms on the tree falling with the spring breeze, concentrating her attention, trying to control the soft petals in the air with her mind and magic.

But although the petals were light, she had no control over them.

They often went down the mountain to exorcise demons.

At first there were two people, and later it became three.

Sometimes you have to fight with monsters, sometimes you have to contend with ghosts, and sometimes it's a man-made disaster. You have to take some detours and use some cleverness to solve it. Sometimes it's calm, and sometimes it's very thrilling.

There were rich and noble people who respectfully offered them silver and inquired about where they came from and who their master was. The three exchanged vague glances. There were ragged people who were grateful but couldn't think of anything to express their gratitude. The three followed their master's instructions and stepped forward to help them up, just as if they were practicing magic and acting on behalf of the heavens.

There is money, rice and flour, and joy in the heart.

Just as Lin Jue said, if a disciple obeys the master's order and goes down the mountain to eliminate monsters, he can also increase the merits for the master.

Lin Jue and his junior sister’s merits are increasing.

Just as Lin Jue said, after they went down the mountain to eliminate the monsters, they realized the importance of magic and practiced it more seriously and diligently.

There are often figures practicing and thinking hard in the mountains. Sometimes the three little ones even get together to discuss with each other, or to ask Wan Gong and others for advice. There are even some who go to ask Senior Sister Fuyao for advice. Such a confusing thing happens, which is no different from asking for confusion and seeking setbacks.

Most of the time, foxes and civets played and fought carefreely around them, and sometimes they transformed into crows and sparrows and chased each other in the sky.

God’s grace will not let down hard work, and those who have the will will succeed.

Deep in the mountains, the shouts were still accompanied by crackling sounds.

The girl slapped her palm, and with a "ha" sound, the hard rock on the mountain actually cracked, forming a huge gap.

This happened unconsciously. Even the girl herself saw the crack, then looked at the rock in front of her, following the crack to find out how long it was. She looked down at her hands with a dull expression, and even went forward to check whether the rock in front of her was hard or brittle, as if she couldn't believe that a little girl like her could do this.

Xu Yi was not far behind her, but he seemed not to see what happened.

At this time, spring has long gone and summer is already halfway over. The peach, plum, apricot and pear trees have all withered, and even the neem flowers have faded, leaving the mountains lush and green.

The young man already knows that the spring breeze cannot be retained.

At this moment, he was neither standing under a flower tree feeling sad, nor standing under a lush, leafy tree feeling reminiscing. Instead, he was standing under a dead tree, feeling sad and regretful.

The tree did not survive.

The tree had not bloomed since spring, which he thought was normal at the time, because the tree's roots were damaged after transplanting and needed a year to recover, so it was normal for it not to bloom. But now, seeing that it not only had no leaves but was gradually drying up, he realized that it was dead.

The boy thought that he had dug the tree from the mountains. It had been growing well in the mountains, but he had harmed it.

I reached out and touched the tree trunk, as if I could feel it.

I do not know how long it has been--

"Ugh……"

He sighed and turned to leave.

However, when I turned around, I didn't know that the tree had changed. A flower bud slowly grew out, and then purple neem flowers bloomed.

It was not until Ziyun reminded him that he turned around and was shocked.

At almost the same time, Pu Mei was still sitting cross-legged beside the stream, the bamboo forest around her rustled and bamboo leaves fell. She stretched out her hands, her heart was extremely calm, but the bamboo leaves were hanging on her hands.

(End of this chapter)