Chapter 434: Taking the Stone Down the Mountain (Thanks to the leader of the group "拉拉肥") The weather in Nanshan is strange, with sunny, cloudy, rainy and foggy weather almost equally distributed. There is a grass growing on the mountain called Xunhua grass. It blooms in the morning and withers in the evening. Therefore, some people say that the morning and evening in Nanshan are also the boundary between yin and yang. This mountain is so high that it reaches the sky, and its terrain is complex. In recent years, the imperial court has imposed heavy taxes, and even if farmers continue to open up wasteland and work non-stop all year round, they still cannot have enough food to eat when they encounter a good year. If one or two of these conditions are missing, people will starve to death. Therefore, the people at the foot of the mountain often become bandits, and if there is any disturbance, they hide in the South Mountain, making the passing merchants and travelers miserable. But this year, the area around Nanshan is quite peaceful. Some people said that a god came to the mountain and ordered the bandits in the mountain to stop causing trouble and go down the mountain to make a living. A woodcutter at the foot of the mountain said that when he was chopping wood on a nearby hill, the clouds on the South Mountain happened to be blown away by the wind, and he vaguely saw someone meditating on the top of the mountain, bathing in the glow of the sunset and the raindrops. Others said that when they were walking on the official road in the mountains, they saw a huge white fox with six tails leaping in the forest, like a god. There were also people who were in danger in the mountains and were rescued by white foxes. As for the man in green, he would bring food and water from the villagers to Nanshan Mountain once a day and deliver them to the immortal on the mountain.

At first, I was so tired that I was out of breath, my legs were weak and my eyes were dizzy every day. Later, maybe I got used to it, and gradually I was not so tired. My physical strength also increased significantly, but I was still getting thinner. It may be because the daily meals are not nutritionally sufficient. After some time passed, the scholar in green shirt was still eating coarse grains, bran, wild vegetables and grass roots every day, but for some reason, his body no longer became thinner, but became fuller and rosy. Every day when he climbed up and down the towering top of Nanshan Mountain, he felt as if he had endless energy. He had always been in poor health, but now he never fell ill again. When I told my family members about it, they all found it miraculous. Even the old people in the family couldn't explain why. They just said that he was probably close to the gods and had been influenced by Master Lin's immortal aura. The scholar in green shirt thought about it and felt that it was probably true. He followed Master Lin's orders and brought him water and food every day, never neglecting his duty in any weather, including wind, rain, and thunderstorms. Climbing up Nanshan Mountain was a long and tiring process, and every time he brought food and water to the top of the mountain, he could not help but stop to take a breath and rest for a while. During the process of climbing the mountain and taking a short rest at the top of the mountain, you can see scenes that few people in the world have seen and that only exist in the most mysterious fairy tales. Sometimes you can see a huge six-tailed white fox leaping from the foot of the mountain and flying up to the top of the mountain on the wind. Sometimes you can see a white egret with its wings spread more than ten feet wide, leading a group of mountain birds to the top of the mountain, flying and singing around the top of the mountain, which is really like a fairyland scene. Sometimes white foxes can be seen walking in the clouds. More often than not, one would see the light of the sun and the moon in the sky flowing down like water, bathing Master Lin on the mountain top, or the sky full of clouds filled with rosy clouds covering Master Lin with a colorful robe, or the mountain wind rolling up sand and gravel and swirling around Master Lin into a dragon, or the water vapor entwining like silk. Anyone who sees such a scene will be stunned and can't help but stop and stare for a moment. The brilliance of the sun and the moon, the colorful clouds and mist, and the mountain wind and sand also touched him a little. It’s a different feeling every time. Sometimes I would be dazed or absent-minded and only feel like I was there for a moment, but when I came to my senses, it was already dark and most of the day had passed. If you think about the stories and rumors in the human world, most of them are like this: Someone went to the mountain specifically to look for the immortal and offered him some dried deer meat, and the immortal extended his life by decades. Another person met an old man on the roadside, not knowing that he was an immortal, but the immortal valued his kindness and gave him a cup of wine, which granted him a long life after drinking it.

The scholar in green knew that he had not come here on purpose, and that he had once followed the villagers as a bandit, so he was not a good person. However, he never thought that he would benefit so much from this little bit of immortal energy. I can only sigh that he is worthy of being Master Lin. Compared with the gods in the story, it is exactly the same. I can only sigh that I originally thought that most of the stories about gods and immortals in the world were fictional, but unexpectedly they are true. And this farewell means summer goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and the winter solstice comes, and spring returns, and another year has passed. The scholar in blue shirts did not get much benefit from delivering food and water every day, but his health improved a lot. It was because of this that he could still deliver food and water in the heavy snow in winter. Otherwise, with his original physical condition, he would definitely not be able to deliver it, and he would have fallen ill and exhausted long ago. …… The longer Lin Jue practiced here, the more insights he gained. At first, it was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the charm of mountains and rivers. Later, it was the unique charm of Nanshan. Later, every blade of grass, every tree, every stone and every gravel in the mountains were in my heart. In the end, he became one with the mountain, and even the spirit of the mountain appeared in his heart. It is true that famous mountains are spiritual. This mountain has no mountain god, but it has mountain spirits. It is the essence of spiritual energy that the mountain has absorbed for billions of years. It is in every blade of grass, every tree, every stone and every gravel in the mountain, and even in the deeds of every person who has come to the mountain. It is like a person, a book, or a stone carving, recording everything in the mountain, as well as everyone who sits cross-legged, practices, recites poems, or composes essays on the mountain. If you see it, the whole mountain opens up to you. Your sight will penetrate the geographical barriers of space and be able to see in front of you and behind you, as well as the holes in the big trees in the mountains, the cracks in the rocks inside the mountains, and the deepest hidden corners. If you see it, the past of the mountain will also unfold to you. Your vision seems to have spanned the years and the long river of time. You can see many vague figures, hear many vague voices, and feel many vague emotions. Some climbed to the top of the mountain with their friends, with lofty sentiments in their hearts and mountains and rivers in front of them, leaving behind masterpieces that will be passed down through the ages with just a few words; some climbed to the top of the mountain with princes and generals, holding their swords and looking at the entire Qinzhou, with the ambition to compete for the world and unify the universe; some came to this mountain during the peaceful years, turned into rocks, sat there for decades of hard practice, and finally ascended to heaven; some lived in seclusion in the mountains during the chaotic times, but some people heard of his knowledge, came from afar to visit him, and finally asked him to leave the mountain; Some people also came to Nanshan to take rocks to make elixirs... Lin Jue spent a year on the mountain, not only absorbing the spiritual energy to nourish his body, but also feeling the spirit of the mountain, and through this he felt every blade of grass and every tree in the mountain, and also used it to communicate with the famous people and sages who had come to the mountain from ancient times to the present. Many years later, someone came here again, felt the mountain, and got in harmony with the spirit. He could also say hello to him across dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of years. The practice over the past year is definitely not comparable to that at the foot of the mountain. ...The fox's happiness this year cannot be compared to that of the people down the mountain. In fact, it has never been so abundant. There is a vast mountain range; There was a whole year; No one is here to take care of me; There's nothing else to do. In the past, if we were in the mountains outside the city, we would usually only stop for one night, or at most three or two days. There was not much time to dig a hole. After finally digging a hole, when we set off in the morning, we realized that all our efforts were in vain. If it lives in one place for a long time, mostly in a city, it knows that even if it digs a hole, it cannot dig into someone else's home. What's more, the Taoist priest can also talk about himself.

The only time was in the leopard forest. There were big mountains and it was possible to stay there for a long time, but one had to hide and wait for the leopard king. Now they are just digging holes without restraint! Not only did it dig out a space with several rooms and halls in Nanshan, which was spacious enough to accommodate its real body and quiet enough to shelter from wind and rain, but it was also well connected and could be entered and exited from many places. It perfectly matched the fox's nature of peace of mind and made it extremely satisfied. On weekdays, I divide my time into three parts: One is for hiding in the cave and sleeping peacefully; One is for jumping and running in the mountains and having fun; One portion is used to accompany the Taoist, or to nestle in his arms, or to walk on his body, or to pick wild flowers from the mountains and place them on his head, or to pick wild fruits and place them in front of him, and to wait for him to eat in between meditation and practice, and to feel very happy. This is the life of the fox gods. Before you know it, spring, autumn and summer have arrived, and the four seasons have cycled again. The fox shrank to the size of a fingernail and hid in the hole it had dug. Compared to its current size, the cave seemed like a vast world. There is a wooden sculpture in front of it, which is also much larger than it. "Are you here?" The fox's clear and thin voice. A stream of white smoke emerged from the wood carving and gradually condensed into a big-headed ghost. "?" The big-headed ghost looked around but didn't see any fox. He lowered his head skillfully and found a bean fox on the ground. "Your Highness..." "The moon is full! It's time for you to eat again!" As the fox spoke, it opened its mouth and spit out a silver ingot that was many times bigger than itself. It fell to the ground with a bang. The scene was quite strange. "Thank you, Your Highness Fuyao!" The silver-eating ghost took the silver with great fear. Crunch and swallow the silver. The silver-eating ghost pondered for a moment, with divine light emanating from his surroundings. He opened his mouth and spat out a pill, which he held respectfully in his hand and handed to the bean fox in front of him. "Your Highness!" "strange……" "what happened?" "Every time you spit it out from your mouth and give it to me to eat!" The fox looked serious, thinking that this was not good. "?" The silver-eating ghost was stunned. Didn’t you spit out the silver just now? But it didn't dare to speak.

After finishing this month's meal, it immediately crawled back into the wood carving. After years of hard life, it felt that hiding was the safest place. The fox swallowed the pill and walked up the mountain. But I saw that the Taoist had already stood up. He seemed to have changed at this moment, but it was difficult to detect. He stood still, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment's silence, he suddenly stretched out his hands and said: "Please lend me a rock." "brush!" The fox turned his head instantly and looked towards the mountain. Suddenly, he saw a stone flying towards him from somewhere on the mountain. It was the stone with the most concentrated spiritual energy in the mountain and flew directly into his hands. “Thank you for the gift. "thanks for treatment." Lin Jue looked respectful and bowed to the mountain. When the fox saw this scene, his expression froze. An idea flashed through my mind—— It's over! The hole I dug is going to disappear again! (End of this chapter)