Chapter 82 New Mirror

There are no towering mountains in Zhongnan Mountain, only endless mountain ranges.

There are villages at the foot of the mountain, and every household has its doors closed tightly, and the leaks are sealed with weeds or mud.

Xu Xuan went forward and knocked on the door of a house.

Creaky...

The wooden door opened, and a red little face appeared.

"Who are you?" The child looked at Xu Xuan with dark eyes.

"Child, where are your parents?" Xu Xuan asked.

"Dad! Mom!" The child turned his head and shouted, and footsteps came, and a couple came out.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The husband asked, looking around Xu Xuan warily, and felt relieved when he found that there was no one else.

"I am from the south, and I came to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion and seek immortality." Xu Xuan had restored his original appearance before he came, and he was dressed like a scholar, which made people feel relieved.

"Come in and drink some hot water." The man seemed to be used to it.

Xu Xuan entered the house, which was not very warm, and there was a pile of firewood in the corner.

Fortunately, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is no shortage of firewood. The feature of sufficient firewood has surpassed many places.

There is a fire pit in the house.

The fire lit up and the house became much warmer.

"It's getting colder and colder, but it's much warmer than in previous years."

The hot water was boiling, and the man poured a bowl of hot water for Xu Xuan.

"Is there enough food for the winter?"

"Enough, if not, go to the market to buy some, food is cheap now."

"You all planted 1,000 kilograms of rice, right?"

"Yes, I planted it a few years ago, and the food, oh, the price, has increased dramatically."

1,000 kilograms of rice does not need to be spread deliberately. As long as people know that this thing can grow a lot of food, even if it is at the ends of the earth, someone will come to find it.

After drinking the hot water, Xu Xuan declined the invitation to dinner. Before leaving, under the man's surprised eyes, he gave them the donkey cart.

"Little brother..." The man was about to call Xu Xuan, and when he was about to say something, Xu Xuan's figure had already disappeared in the wind and snow.

"Master, this man has no footprints!" The wife pointed to the flat snow.

The man was startled. Did he run into a god?

He didn't think of going to the monsters. Monsters are not so kind.

Xu Xuan went up the mountain. Occasionally, he could see thatched cottages in remote corners. They should be hermits living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain.

These may not be Taoists. They may also be people who went up the mountain to escape the war, or scholars who were isolated from the world.

Although Xu Xuan hated Confucian scholars and even wanted to destroy them physically, he only targeted some of them. He still respected the few who could achieve the virtue of a gentleman.

Xu Xuan was not wandering aimlessly, but looking for the place where the clues were recorded. Soon, a dilapidated mountain temple appeared in front of him.

Wow!

Pushing open the door, the heat hit his face, the noise stopped in an instant, and a group of people looked at Xu Xuan in unison.

These people seemed to be in a group. A bonfire was set up in front of the temple, and a hare was roasted on it. Eight people were drinking low-quality wine. Not far away, there were all kinds of furs and flesh, with blood on them.

They should be hunters who went up the mountain to hunt. Winter is also suitable for hunting, as long as you find a place where the prey hibernates.

"I am going up the mountain to practice Taoism. Can I stay here?"

"Master, please!" The leading man smiled, "Do you want to eat something?"

"No." Xu Xuan declined.

There was no hunter in the story who was blind, and then Xu Xuan pretended to be awesome and slapped his face.

Xu Xuan was wearing thin clothes and was calm in the wind and snow, which was enough to shock many people.

People who go out understand one thing, don't easily provoke monks and women. These people dare to go out alone, they must be people with skills, and such people should not be easily provoked.

Nothing happened that night, and they left.

Xu Xuan wandered around Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, built a thatched hut in a place close to the mountains and rivers, and began to live in seclusion.

There were people around. There was an old man guarding a dilapidated temple a mile away, and there was a middle-aged man on the eastern slope.

The middle-aged man was dressed in luxurious clothes, and occasionally servants went up the mountain to deliver supplies.

Time began to pass.

The chaos in the outside world had nothing to do with Xu Xuan here.

In the thatched hut called Loushi on the eastern slope, the middle-aged man opened the door and looked curiously at the place where Xu Xuan was.

"This young man... is not ordinary. How long can he last? The Zhongnan shortcut is not so easy to walk." Zhou Yong smiled.

Zhou Yong was originally a county magistrate in the former Ming Dynasty. Because the mountains and rivers were broken and he did not want to surrender to the barbarians, he came to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion, using the excuse of practicing Taoism to escape the secular world.

In this Zhongnan Mountain, he saw all kinds of people. Some people just wanted to be fresh and ran away after a few months. Some people wanted to take the Zhongnan shortcut, and there were very few who really practiced.

This young man is very strange. He occasionally goes out and comes back after a long time.

Another half month passed, and Xu Xuan still insisted on staying. The door was closed for several days, which surprised Zhou Yong. He even asked the old Taoist beside him: "Is this man dead? Do you want to go and take a look?"

"It's possible." The old man guarding the mountain temple did not know his name. People usually called him Guyunsou. "Why don't you go and take a look?"

The two came to Xu Xuan's residence, the door was closed, and there was no sound from inside.

Gu Yunsou knocked on the door tentatively, and soon, the door opened, and Xu Xuan appeared in front of the two.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, we are neighbors. Seeing that your door was closed, we were worried about your safety, so we came to ask."

Xu Xuan immediately understood and said, "Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoists. Come in and have a cup of tea before leaving."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

The two were not polite.

When they came to the inside of the house, they were shocked by the luxurious decoration inside.

It was simply a different world, with everything you could expect. The chairs and beds were all moisture-proof lacquerware, and there were also futons, mirrors, stoves and other sundries.

"How did you get this here?"

"Move slowly, and you'll always get it together."

A pot of hot tea was brewed, and the few people greeted each other politely, asking about their names and places of origin.

"Huguang Chenzhou?" The two looked at each other, and Gu Yunsou asked: "It is said that the famous Xu Tianshi is also from Chenzhou. It is said that he is immortal and looks like a young man at the age of nearly fifty. Have you seen him?"

Xu Tianshi's name is known to everyone, and it is difficult to tell whether his legend is true or false. Zhongnan Mountain has been so popular recently, partly because of Xu Tianshi's influence.

As a Taoist, Gu Yunsou respects this great master whom he has never met. Regardless of whether his magic is true or false, the feat of leading Taoism and unifying China has surpassed the predecessors of all generations.

"Well, I haven't seen him. Legends are true and false. Who knows."

"What a pity."

After chatting for a while, Xu Xuan asked about some strange phenomena in Zhongnan Mountain, and Gu Yunsou answered them one by one.

"Most of them are natural scenery, not the gods descending to the earth as mentioned in myths."

After drinking tea, the two left.

Xu Xuan pondered for a long time. It was not appropriate to make a big fuss now. He was not sure about some things, such as whether Xie Ziran left only relics or whether there were descendants guarding them.

The former was easy to say, but the latter might be hidden deeper and deeper if others found it.

"I hope this so-called relic is a pair of pupils."

In this way, the three treasures were complete, and Suihou Pearl, Qin Wang Zhaogu Mirror, and Heshi Bi were all in hand.

Xu Xuan set up a spirit gathering array and practiced in seclusion for a period of time.

There is still a long way to go from the first level of Qi training to the ninth level of Qi training.

You must not relax in your practice.

Otherwise, you will not be able to break through the foundation building, and you will just wait for death.

Three years passed in a flash.

One day, in the thatched cottage.

Xu Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, and the surrounding spiritual energy formed a light mist that enveloped his side and entered his body with his breathing.

After a while, he finished his practice.

Xu Xuan exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, covered his stomach with his right hand, and his stomach ached slightly. It seemed that he was going to have a bowel movement.

Normally, human metabolism will not take place unless you eat, and eat a lot, so that some of the things that cannot be absorbed in the body will be excreted.

As a cultivator, you also need to poop.

Going out, it is spring, everything is revived, grass grows and warblers fly, and the outline of the distant mountains is spectacular.

After fertilizing nature, Xu Xuan returned to the house and took out the bronze mirror.

…

Mirror world.

Hong Yi was still sleeping, and the spiritual energy was slowly injected into the coffin, reacting wonderfully with the immortality liquid.

His own injuries have improved a lot, and it is estimated that in another thirty or fifty years, he will basically wake up.

Hong Yi's talent is not bad.

"Goodbye, Hong Yi."

Xu Xuan chuckled.

Click...

The mirror on his chest suddenly shattered.

Hong Yi woke up faster than Xu Xuan imagined.

Twenty years later, the underground palace shook, and the vitality in a radius of ten miles was agitated.

Boom!

The coffin exploded, and Hong Yi appeared intact.

"This..." Seeing the broken mirror in the coffin, Hong Yi was disappointed, "Did I miss it?"

Ten years before Hong Yi woke up, someone picked up the bronze mirror in another place.

"I picked up a rare treasure when I came down the mountain. It seems that I am lucky..."

A handsome young man held the mirror and smiled gently.

Xu Xuan guessed wrong. The person who picked it up this time was a disciple of a famous and upright sect, and it seemed that his status was not low.

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(There is another chapter in the afternoon)