Snow was falling heavily on Kunlun Mountain, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell from the sky, even the trees on the mountain were covered. At first glance, everything is white. The howling wind roared like a monster.
I saw a black spot in the distance getting closer and closer, and I hurried on in the wind and snow. I saw a villa appearing in front of me.
This person is none other than Li Changan. Kunlun Mountain is known as the ancestor of all mountains, and its scope is so huge. You can only find Zhuwu Lian Villa. After much asking, I finally found it.
Li Changan didn't go in either, but wanted to find the Nine Sun Magic Technique first. And on the cliff a few miles south of Zhuwu Lianzhuang, Li Changan saw a white monkey. You can be sure that the Nine Yang Divine Art is down there.
Standing at the top, looking down from above, you can see endless smoke, and there are several crooked-neck trees growing on the edge of the cliff.
"Zhang Wuji is indeed a child of luck. He fell from such a high place without any harm."
Li Changan took out a rope from the system space and tied it to the big rock on the top of the cliff. Climb down the rope.
"Thankfully I bought the rope, otherwise light work would not be possible on such a steep cliff."
After climbing for about half an hour, Li Changan reached the bottom of the cliff.
The view is green and lush, with big trees as thick as buckets everywhere, soft grass at your feet, wild fruits hanging on the branches, and the sound of birdsong echoing in the cliffs.
"It should be right here. Now we need to find the big ape first."
At this time, several monkeys noticed that Li Changan, an outsider, had barged in and bared their teeth at him.
At this time, the largest monkey in the monkey group ran over, picked up Li Changan and left. Li Changan guessed that he should be taken to rescue the great white ape.
He touched the monkey's head and said, "You lead the way, and I'll follow you from behind."
The monkey really understood human nature. It seemed that he understood what Li Changan said. He ran forward and gave Li Changan a big red butt. He followed the monkey for about two miles. There was an open area in front of him. There were many peach trees growing on the ground, and there were bowls on them. A big peach.
Behind the peach tree is a large waterfall, which should be formed by melting snow. Under the waterfall is a deep, clear and green pool, and the water from the waterfall is not even full.
Under a thick peach tree, a great white ape was basking in the sun. The little monkey collapsed next to the big white ape and chirped. He pointed at Li Changan and then pointed at a large bloody sore on the white ape's abdomen.
The white ape had not known how long he had lived, but he had already understood human nature. When he saw Li Changan arriving, he stood up from the ground, picked a peach from the tree, and handed it to Li Changan.
Li Changan took the peach and took a bite. The juice splashed to the west, and it was sweet and delicious. It tastes countless times better than the ones outside.
After Li Changan finished eating, he handed another peach over and pointed at his abdomen. Li Changan picked up a knife from the system space: "If I eat your peach, I will treat you. Just bear with it."
Li Changan peeled off the long hair on the abdomen and saw a square bulge on the white ape's abdomen, which was sewn up with needles and threads in the Western Zhou Dynasty. The skin and flesh next to it had long since rotted and stank.
Li Changan first used a knife to cut open the needle and thread, then cut open the ulcerated skin and flesh, only to see a fat bag hidden in his stomach.
Li Changan carefully took out the things inside, took out the needle and thread he had prepared earlier, and sewed the white ape's skin and flesh together. Then he took out a bottle of golden sore medicine and poured it on the white ape's wound. It took me a long time to heal the white ape's wound.
Li Changan picked up the oil-paper package on the ground and took it to the edge of the pond to wash off the blood stains on it. When he opened it, he saw only a scripture book inside.
The writing is written with crooked characters. This should be the Lankavatara Sutra.
Opening the scriptures, each line is written in small regular script.
"Qi sinks like an abyss, while strength condenses to the roots of a mountain. When you are lucky, you must get the qi and return it to your own destiny, regardless of where the external force comes from."
"His strength will only hinder my fur. My intention has penetrated into his bones, supported by both hands, and penetrated with one breath. If the left is heavy, the left will be empty, and the right will go. If the right is heavy, the right will go, and the left will go. Qi is like a wheel, The whole body must be in harmony with each other. If there is no harmony, the whole body will be scattered, and the disease will be found in the waist and legs. "
Opening the scripture and reading it from beginning to end, Li Changan read it twice and memorized it by heart, then he understood it word for word.
He is not a child of luck like Zhang Wuji. He would not dare to practice randomly until he has figured it out.
For example, Mei Chaofeng and his wife did not understand the Nine Yin Scriptures, so they forcibly practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, making them look less like humans and ghosts than ghosts. Even so, they still could not exert the power of the Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
Put away the Nine Yang Manual and go back to Tianshan to practice. If something goes wrong, the senior brothers and sisters can still help.
He stood up and packed his clothes, patted the Great White Ape lying next to him and said with a smile: "Great White Ape, I'm leaving. I'll see you again when I have time."
I originally went to Zhongnan Mountain first, but then I thought about it and picked up the Nine Yang Manual first.
Bai Yuan stood up and raised his hands to Li Changan, squeaking a few words, his eyes full of reluctance. Li Changan laughed loudly, this great white ape would even give up his hand.
After bidding farewell to the white ape, we climbed up the cliff along the rope we came from. It was almost dark at this time.
Looking at the Nine Yang Manual in his arms, he wondered if Zhang Wuji, the son of luck, could survive.
