Mount Tai
There is no bigger mountain than Mount Tai!
It stretches 80,000 miles across and towers into the ninth heaven.
During the day, the fairy mist is thick, Sanskrit chanting is accompanied by auspiciousness;
At night, the sounds of gods and demons fighting are endless, accompanied by the roar of mysterious creatures.
There are several legends about Mount Tai in the world. One is that Mount Tai is a holy mountain, and there is an opportunity to be called a saint and ancestor on the top of the mountain. The second is that inside Mount Tai is a mausoleum of gods and demons, where supreme gods and demons are buried!
The third rumor is even more bizarre. There is a five-color altar on the top of Mount Tai, which connects to another world.
There is no way to verify who is true and who is false, because no one except previous emperors dared to enter Mount Tai, and no one who entered has ever come out alive.
In fact, this world is far more than what we see. The reason why the secular world is called secular is because there is a supreme existence in this world called: monks.
According to ancient books: Cultivators eat wind and drink dew, do not eat the fireworks of the world, are extraordinary and refined, and have the ability to move mountains and seas
Mountain Tai spans 80,000 miles. In fact, the real Mount Tai only has three mountains in the middle. Thousands of miles of huge mountains and surrounding mountains were formed later. Thanks to the luck of Mount Tai, they became a dragon vein. Many expedition teams came here because of the name of Mount Tai and named this dragon vein that existed because of Mount Tai: Mount Tai Dragon Vein.
The emperor built the Great Wall along this dragon vein to protect the empire's foundation forever.
Yunyan Village is an inconspicuous town in the Dragon Vein. The villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset. There are many small villages like this in the Dragon Vein.
The most conspicuous place in the village is a huge mausoleum at the entrance of the village. The black jade tombstone is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and is engraved with a line of regular script: Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
In the wind and snow, there is an even bigger willow tree in front of the giant mausoleum. The whole body is charred black, and the jasper tree has withered. Only a twig is pulled out from the top of the trunk, swaying in the wind, and the green light is rippling...
The Wang family, the only family with an outside name in the village, has made a living by making coffins for generations. They only make nine coffins every year. There is a rumor circulating in the village: If you force ten coffins, you will be punished by God.
"Brother Ye, dad asked you to come in." The little girl ran out of the back room and whispered to the young man, slightly worried.
The little girl's eyes are dull, like the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, her two delicate ears are slender, like an elf, and she is dressed beautifully in a long red dress.
The young man responded lightly and walked towards the back room. The little girl stretched out her hand to pull him, but he dodged her. The young man had dragon eyes and a phoenix neck, he was majestic and plainly dressed, like a down-and-out nobleman.
Retracting her hand angrily, the little girl could no longer hear the boy's footsteps and whispered to herself: "Dad is going to punish Brother Ye again..."
The little girl's name is Yan'er. For as long as she can remember, her father has punished the boy every day.
Opening the door curtain, a rickety figure turned around, and the young man shouted respectfully: Master.
The old man’s name is Wang Hua. He is ordinary and unremarkable. He is the only person in the village who has been out of the mountains. People often come here to ask him to make coffins, butHe makes at most nine coffins a year.
It is said that ten years ago, the emperor's uncle forced him to make the tenth coffin. On the day the coffin was completed, thunder fell from the sky, and the emperor's uncle's lineage was wiped out. Since then, no one has asked for the tenth coffin.
That night, Bai Ye saw thunder rolling in the night sky, the fairy palace was destroyed, and the big willow tree next to the emperor's mausoleum fell from the sky, and its charred trunk was buried deep in the soil.
Wang Hua often laments: In my previous life, I killed people, and in this life, I am a coffin maker.
The boy's name was Bai Ye. He picked him up from the bank of the Yellow River. For fifteen years, he taught him how to make a coffin every day. If he made any mistakes, he would be whipped with a cane. Both of them were used to it.
"How many coffin bans have you learned?" Wang Hua asked softly, turning his back to the young man.
The reason why the Wang family’s coffin making is miraculous is inseparable from Wang Hua’s miraculous methods. Bai Ye has been making coffins with the master for as long as he can remember, and he has spent most of his time mastering a kind of "coffin restraint".
This is a magical technique, and Wang Hua has never shown anything beyond ordinary people in front of him.
In the past ten years, Wang Hua has only taught Bai Ye one skill, which is coffin confinement. Today, Bai Ye can barely learn the basics of the confinement seal, but the method of transformation is still far away.
"Eighty-one lessons have been learned." Bai Ye answered truthfully, and after finishing his words, he looked up at the figure behind him.
How he wished his master could praise him, even just one sentence.
"Too slow!" Wang Hua hated that iron could not become steel, and sighed helplessly: "At this rate, when will the magic coffin be repaired..."
There is an ancient well in the courtyard, surrounded by There are nine wooden coffins in different styles, and thousands of scenes evolve among them.
"My disciple is stupid and is willing to be punished by his master!" Bai Ye's eyes dimmed, filled with shame.
For the fifteen years he can remember, Wang Hua has been very kind to him, but he is extremely strict about making coffins.
The eighty-one forbidden seals were not mastered until today. Bai Ye felt unhappy, feeling that he owed a lot to his master and was willing to be punished.
"Yan'er!" Wang Hua shouted outside. The little girl who was hiding outside the door curtain and eavesdropping hurriedly agreed, stumbled into the house holding a dark jade vine, and handed it to Wang Hua.
"Dad, please spare my brother this time! He will definitely work harder in the future!" Yan'er clutched Wang Hua's sleeves with both hands and begged eagerly.
"Yan'er, I can bear these whips, don't embarrass the master!" Bai Ye looked at Yan'er's pitiful look, and felt warm in his heart. This person has been running behind him since he was a child. The little girl has grown up.
"You see, he said he can't stand it and won't go out!" Wang Hua glanced at Bai Ye and hummed to Yan'er.
The two masters and apprentices, one more stubborn than the other, Yan'er ran away angrily.
quickly took off his gown, lay down on the bench, exposed his back, and waited for punishment. This was what Bai Ye had to experience every day.
Bang!
As soon as he raised his hand and whipped it down, a red mark immediately swelled up on Bai Ye's back. Looking closely at Bai Ye's skin, it was gleaming and kind.A sense of transparency.
Bah bang bang!
The vine whips are like waves, one after another, hitting Bai Ye's back. The red marks are getting more and more dense, and they are quickly swallowed up by the white skin, like tempered iron.
Each time the vine whip hits a different point, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as the breeze, with a strange rhythm.
After forty-nine blows, Wang Hua stopped.
"A distinguished guest is here today. Hurry out and open the door!" Wang Hua looked at Bai Ye and uttered a word, then turned to look in the direction of the ancient well in the yard and fell into deep thought.
"When will our distinguished guests come to our place... This year's nine coffins have been finished a long time ago." Bai Ye muttered with a look of disapproval, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Dong dong dong!
"Someone is really coming!" Bai Ye was shocked and secretly told the master that he knew what was going on. When he was stunned, Wang Hua scolded: "Why are you so stupid? Why don't you open the door!"
< p>At this time, the people outside the door seemed to be anxious. The knocking on the door was like rain hitting banana trees, getting more and more urgent, like drums beating on a battlefield."Who is it!"
Bai Ye just suppressed his anger from Wang Hua, and the rapid knock on the door made him frown.
In the ice and snow, the nineteen cavalry were majestic and orderly. The horses they rode were the sweat-blooded horses of Dawan Baoju, and everyone wore black clothes and iron armor.
The one in the lead looks older than the other eighteen people. He is powerful and has a thunderous aura in his eyes!
"Commander, why don't you let me knock down this door? This family has made me wait for so long!" Someone among the eighteen-year-old cavalry said.
"No, the King of Han asked us to ask Mr. Wang Hua to make the coffin. We must treat him with courtesy." The commander's sharp eyes made the young man lower his head.
"Commander, I can wait, but the King of Han cannot wait, so just listen to Xiao Wu!" Another voice sounded.
The middle-aged leader’s pupils tightened, he nodded slightly and agreed to the young man’s proposal.
The young man named Xiao Wu got off his horse and kicked him out ten feet away from the gate with great force!
If it wasn't a big emergency, why would the King of Han send out his troops at this time? The whole group was very anxious.
Squeak, the door opened from the inside.
Phew!
Xiao Wu’s eyes were cold, and he advanced instead of retreating. He increased the strength under his feet and was already close to Bai Ye’s abdomen!
As a young hero in the Han Dynasty, Xiao Wu not only looks brave, but is also a leader among the younger generation in martial arts.
Seeing the kick coming towards his abdomen, Bai Ye was shocked for a moment, then he smiled calmly and met the kick with the same kick.
Poof!
With a crisp sound, Xiao Wu fell to his knees, his heroic face twisted in pain and dripping with cold sweat.
He raised his head and saw the terrifying young man in front of the gate. He had been practicing leg skills for twenty years since he was five years old. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by a competition.He was still a young boy.
The two young men got off their horses, helped Xiao Wu up, stared at Bai Ye from left to right, and yelled: "Boy, do you know who we are?"
The majestic King of Han A pro-soldier actually knelt down in front of someone's door. Wouldn't it make people laugh if word got out?
Bai Ye shrugged and said with a grin: "No matter who you are, when you arrive at the Wang family, you must follow the rules of the Wang family!"
"Insolent!" The two young men shouted angrily: "You see in your eyes Is there a King of Han here?"
Bai Ye listened, picking his ears with his little finger, and said softly: "King of Han... I only know that Da Qin is the emperor now."
"Besides, my master said that even if the current emperor comes to the Wang family, he must follow the rules of the Wang family!"
Bai Ye spoke every word loudly, and after finishing speaking, he flicked his little finger, Expressionless.
You can tell at a glance that this line of iron cavalry has an extraordinary origin, but Bai Ye doesn't care about you so much. Kicking the door of the Wang family means that the person who came is not good.
Wang Hua once said: Anyone who comes to you who is not kind should not be polite!
"Boy, today I will teach you how to respect others on behalf of your family!" The two young men were furious, rushing towards both sides of Bai Ye, taking one step in the air, holding a trace of white mist in their wrists.
The white mist is like a living thing, exuding bursts of cold air, icy to the bone.
Bai Ye glanced coldly at the silent middle-aged commander, lightly waved his palms, and connected fists with his palms!
At the moment of contact, a chill hit Bai Ye's heart, as if his body was about to freeze. At this moment, Bai Ye's heart skipped a beat, as if a chasm had been opened, and blood flowed throughout his body, and the skin around him was Emits a faint glow.
Bang bang!
The two young men flew back faster than they came, like broken sacks. Blood and water flowed across the void, creating a snow pit, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.
Bai Ye put his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face, but his palms were actually numb from the cold. He pretended to be calm and snorted heavily.
"Using mortals to defeat immortals?"
The middle-aged commander glared at Bai Ye angrily, squinted his eyes slightly to look at him, raised his hand to stop his men's agitation, and confirmed that Bai Ye was the real one. Mortal body.
"Old father-in-law Wang Hua is indeed well-deserved. Unfortunately, young people are too impatient and don't know how to be patient. Let me help you remember today!"
The commander stepped off the horse. He stood up and spread his arms horizontally, like a roc spreading its wings, covering the sky and the sun. Suddenly, there was a sudden flash, the light of the sword and the shadow of blood...
Bai Ye quickly retreated without even thinking, but stopped in an instant. When he stepped down, it wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that a blood line opened on his neck, only scratching the skin.
He did not dare to retreat. The opponent was too powerful. If the opponent had not held back, Bai Ye was not sure whether he would have been killed in one blow!
Bai Ye looked up and saw the middle-aged commander standing three steps away from him. The sword on his waist seemed to have never been unsheathed.
The commander stared closely at Bai Ye’s wound and saw that the blood line was slowing down at a speed visible to the naked eye.The slow healing made him marvel in his heart, and he said coldly: "Please come out, Mr. Wang Hua!"
Bai Ye's eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, and decided to use what his master taught him. Forbidden seal...
At this moment, a vicissitudes of voice came from the house: "Why does the commander need to be as knowledgeable as a child..."
From far to near, Wang With his body hunched over, he crossed Bai Ye and stood in front of a group of cavalry. He had an aura of his own. Bai Ye felt that his master was as good as the sky.
He had never seen Wang Hua take action before, and he was very excited in his heart. How would the usually calm master deal with the imperial army with immortal methods.
Wang Hua glanced at the menacing crowd, finally focused his attention on the commander, and said indifferently: "This year's nine coffins have been completed. If the commander wants a coffin, then go back!"
p>Go back?
The middle-aged commander smiled brightly: "We have issued a military order in front of the King of Han. If we cannot obtain a coffin, our heads will not be saved."
The meaning is clear, no matter what, He had to get a good coffin. If it hadn't been for the thunderous annihilation of the family ten years ago, the middle-aged commander would have led his army to force it.
Military orders have been a matter of gambling with one's life since ancient times, and are not issued casually.
"Who is asking for a coffin, Commander?" Wang Hua said. Since he is asking for a coffin, it is natural that someone died and needed to be buried.
To ask a group of forbidden troops to issue a military order must not be an ordinary person.
The leader’s tiger eyes flashed, hesitated again and again, and finally replied: “The young emperor passed away. The King of Han was heartbroken and wanted to personally host a state funeral for him. He specially ordered us to come and ask for a coffin!”
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"To be honest, I have used Jiuyou Ice Coffin and Huangquan Copper Coffin before. Unfortunately, the coffin body broke after only seven days and could not bear the Young Emperor..."
Wang Hua nodded when he heard the words. With his head clear in his mind, he immediately made a plan and said to the middle-aged commander: "Without further delay, commander, please wait for a moment. I will explain some matters at home to my son and then set off."
The young emperor was dissatisfied with his accession to the throne. Three years later, when he was still under adulthood, he died suddenly. The situation in the Qin Empire was bound to usher in a period of turmoil. If the situation was not stabilized in time, the world would most likely fall apart.
Wang Hua led Bai Ye into the inner hall. The middle-aged commander led a group of cavalry to stand solemnly in the cold wind.
In the inner hall, Wang Hua frowned in front of Bai Ye for the first time, glanced at Bai Ye, and said: "Master has something urgent to go out, you should go to Beiliang immediately to find someone... King Xu , He knows how to arrange you!"
"I don't know when I will come back, but I have set up a formation to hide in the imperial mausoleum!"
Wang Hua pinched the seal! Jue, the nine wooden coffins surrounding the ancient well slowly hung in the air, gradually fused together, and solidified into an ancient coffin like black jade!
As soon as he closed his sleeves, the ancient coffin disappeared.
Wang Hua is still the old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
"Xiaoye, do you know why I have punished you every day in the past ten years as my teacher?" Wang Hua stared at himasked.
From the age of five to now, for ten years, there has been no interruption. Sometimes Bai Ye thinks that the master is punishing him intentionally.
Bai Ye replied respectfully: "My disciple is stupid and can't meet the master's requirements, so he is willing to be punished."
"This is only one of the reasons, and more importantly, it is in your body You have cultivated something." Wang Hua said seriously, "A mortal's physique cannot bear it, so I will forge your bones day after day."
A spiritual light came from the white night. The left heart came out, the misty brilliance disappeared, a dark green jade fan slowly fell, Bai Ye reached out to catch it, the weight was just right.
Wang Hua said leisurely: "This thing was acquired by my teacher by chance. It seems to be an extraterrestrial thing and weighs one hundred and eight thousand kilograms. My teacher once shed blood to identify its owner, but the weight was reduced to The 18,000 kilograms have no longer lost weight and cannot be retracted and released freely. They are only in a state of semi-recognition, exerting one-tenth of the power..."
Wang Hua's eyes condensed, as if he was lost in memories. , murmured: "My master will take it into your body and cultivate it from an early age. When you cultivate it into an attribute, it will revive... No matter what you see, you must keep it secret."
The jade fan flashed with inspiration and penetrated into Bai Ye's heart, as if it had never appeared before.
At the same time, an inch-long black vertical line appeared between his eyebrows.
It seems to be the legendary Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and it also seems to be an altar. There is something in the center, hazy and very strange.
"The eternal responsibility of being my teacher will be left to you. When you enter the Tao, you will be able to open the magic seal!"
The eternal responsibility?
"I have been wrong for thousands of years...Canghai...should have an explanation!"
Wang Hua has never spoken so solemnly, Bai Ye listened quietly, and Remember the master's words firmly.
"Yan'er!" Wang Hua called the little girl in and held her little hand: "Let's go with daddy."
The little girl's face turned pale and she mustered up the courage to say: "Dad, tonight is the night of the full moon. I want to stay and take care of Brother Ye!"
Yan'er has always obeyed his father's words. This is the first time he refuted it, for Bai Ye's sake.
"He must face these things by himself. This is good for him, and with his current body, he can completely withstand the power of the evil!" Wang Huadao.
Then, he handed the dark jade vine to Bai Ye and pulled the little girl away.
After tonight, Bai Ye will leave Yunyan Village, where he has lived for more than ten years, and head to Beiliang to see the world.
The empty courtyard, the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, the sky is gloomy, the small village is quiet, and occasionally a dog barks.
Under the old peach tree, with golden bottles and jade pots, I poured myself a drink in the white night, and the face of a young man came to my mind. Apart from his masters Wang Hua and Yan'er, this was his most important relative.
"Brother, you must come back alive...the master will forgive you!"
"You are the most talented person in our lineage of tomb-keepers.The genius will be fine! ”
Four years ago, the eldest brother went to the palace alone for a woman.
Baiye looked up at the night sky with eyes covered with confusion. The clouds gradually covered the bright full moon, and inside his body Suddenly there was a muffled sound, his hand trembled, and the raised golden cup fell to the ground.
Wisps of gray ice mist spread out from his skin, and there were ice particles in his pale skin and hair. Still holding the jade pot tightly in his left hand, his elbow rested on the edge of the hard granite table.
A lock of hair fell from his forehead, and Bai Ye's eyes were blurry.
His skin was covered with ice. There was a slight flow of gleaming light, and a mysterious power emanated from his skin, entangled with the ice mist. Although he was at a disadvantage, he was able to hold on.
The sky was dawning, and the world was white when the rooster sang. In the confusion, Bai Ye defeated Bingwu for the first time without relying on others.
“Fate is so unpredictable. The emperor has been pursuing the path to immortality for decades. Great changes have taken place in the past few decades, and it is no longer difficult. Reach! ”
Looking at the empty entrance to the village, Bai Ye took a long breath, filled with emotion, and finally shook his head. What qualifications did he have as a mortal to comment on the supreme existence in the world.
He simply packed his luggage, tied the cane whip around his waist, dusted off the accumulated dust on the corners of his white clothes, and walked out of the village alone.
The pace was very slow in the white night, and Yunyan Village was very quiet during the day. Lively and smokey.
He grew up in Yunyan Village since he was a child. He and his eldest brother became the child kings in the village. They both liked the feeling of leading troops in war. He and his eldest brother often competed to conquer the village. The friends in the game were divided into two teams to play siege battle.
However, he has never defeated his eldest brother, not even once...
Now, the original friends have grown up. The good ones went to private schools, while the poor ones worked for landlords. They were so far apart that it was difficult to get together again.
Bai Ye didn't go door to door to say goodbye. He didn't feel how important he was in the hearts of others. The moment he stepped out of Yunyan Village, he and they became people from two different worlds.