"Wow..."

When he opened his eyes and saw a group of wild donkeys, Yi Yi, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became energetic: "Horses, so many horses!"

Little girl, as expected, this is the first time Yiyi has seen a horse-like creature.

Horse-like creatures are really difficult to distinguish if you have never seen them before.

"Sister, this is a donkey, a wild donkey..."

Yitong recognized it as a wild donkey, and Yiyi was even more confused: "Is this a donkey? I thought it was a horse."

Yitong whispered beside her to help her understand the difference between a horse and a donkey: "A horse's braying is like this: cluck... A donkey's braying is like this: hum ah uh..."

"Humph...ah..."

Yitong imitated the braying of a donkey, which immediately caused the donkeys to bray too.

Suddenly, Bai Yunzi and others were awakened.

When Bai Yunzi saw the wild ass, he was very confused: "Why is there a wild ass here?"

Wild donkeys live on the plateau south of the Kunlun Mountains. Wild donkeys are rarely seen in the Kunlun Mountains.

The altitude of Kunlun Mountain is so high that some living things have become extinct here.

"Wild ass?!"

Yizhen and others were also full of surprise, and unknowingly, they looked at Zhang Qingyun.

No need to ask, this is the wild donkey found by the magical Taoist Master Dao Xuanzi.

"Yiyi..."

Yizhen's expression suddenly changed, and his figure flashed to Yiyi's side.

It was the first time Yiyi saw a wild donkey, a horse-like creature, and she was still very curious and reached out to touch it. Yizhen turned pale with fright: "Don't move!"

Wild donkeys are not the donkeys seen in rural areas. Wild donkeys are stronger and full of wildness, but they do not have a docile temperament. Even if they encounter wolves, wild donkeys dare to chase them for a distance.

"fine."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly, these wild donkeys were controlled by Zhang Qingyun using spirit control talismans, and they were more docile than the donkeys in the countryside.

When Yiyi was riding on the back of a wild donkey, Yizhen was still a little unbelievable.

Everyone has one head, and Zhang Qingyun is no exception, also riding one head.

With the help of wild donkeys, the group of people walked much more easily. Although the speed was not much faster, it saved energy.

After twenty days of crossing a mountain, Yizhen breathed a sigh of relief: "After passing this mountain, we will reach Andao Valley six hundred miles to the west."

The Kunlun Mountains are not divided into east and west. The geographical conditions and environmental distribution are almost the same. No one can tell clearly how the east-west dividing line is divided. We only know that this mountain is the center point, and vertical straight lines from north to south divide the Kunlun Mountains.

For East and West Kunlun.

There is a saying that to the east of this mountain is the monastery of the third ancestor of Taoism, which is the holy land of Taoism.

To the west of this mountain is the Xiwangmu Dojo, a sacred place representing Shinto.

There are different opinions, but this one is the most reliable.

After walking for another half day, in the afternoon, everyone stopped to rest at a relatively gentle place on the mountainside.

Zhang Qingyun threw his hook into a small river and caught a lunch box. Everyone was about to eat when Yizhen suddenly frowned and looked down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, they saw four or five Taoist priests at the foot of the mountain wearing white washed Taoist robes, with long hair and beards, and sallow faces. The youngest of these four or five Taoist priests was already in his sixties, and the oldest one looked

He must be at least eighty years old.

Four or five Taoist priests, holding branches in their hands, hurried on.

"This is the fellow Taoist from the Three Immortals Valley in West Kunlun!"

You should really know these four Taoist priests.

Or recognized the logo of Sanxian Valley.

Yizhen took a deep breath: "I didn't expect that hundreds of years ago, the Taoist friends of Sanxian Valley, who were extremely prosperous and well-known in the Taoist sect, have fallen to this level."

The sallow complexion and thin muscles are obviously caused by long-term malnutrition.

But the eyes of these dozen Taoist priests were very determined.

"Is there any fellow Taoist Xuanjizi at the foot of the mountain?"

Yizhen exerted his inner strength, and his voice echoed in the mountains.

The four or five Taoist priests who were on their way at the foot of the mountain looked towards the mountain one after another. One of them, an old Taoist priest who was nearly 70 years old, was a little surprised: "I wonder which Taoist friend it is?"

"The poor Taoist Ling Taoist temple is Yizhen!"

Yizhen announced his home address. The four or five Taoist priests at the foot of the mountain did not respond, but they changed their direction and walked towards the mountainside.

It took nearly an hour for the four Taoist priests to climb halfway up the mountain.

"Fellow Taoist Yizhen!"

Xuanjizi is nearly seventy years old, and his health is not bad. Perhaps he has been malnourished for a long time. Xuanjizi's face is very thin and can be described as a sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks.

Not only Xuanjizi, but also the other Taoist priests were skinny, with almost no flesh, and were almost so thin that they lost their appearance.

Zhang Qingyun was silent and watched from the side.

Yizhen let out a long sigh: "Fellow Taoists, how did you end up in such a state?"

Ling Taoist Temple has also declined, but it can still be fed and clothed.

The Three Immortals Valley had nearly a hundred disciples back then and was a famous monastic holy land in West Kunlun.

Xuanjizi's face was full of shame: "Hey, since the world was unusually warm more than ten years ago, an avalanche buried the Sanxian Valley in the middle of the night, and the disciples of the Sanxian Valley were killed and injured... There are only a few of us old guys left, who happened to participate

Sanshan Immortal Association, when I came back... Sanxian Valley was gone."

"When the snow melted, the Taoist temple in the Three Immortals Valley was destroyed and almost buried. The four of us old guys haven't cleaned up the Three Immortals Valley yet, and there are still disciples of the Three Immortals Valley buried underneath."

Xuanjizi's eyes were full of regret, and he sighed: "It has been hard to find disciples these years. In the past ten years, among the four old guys, we have not found a single disciple. Instead, we are getting older and older. Now it has become a problem to eat and drink.

The inheritance of Immortal Valley will be cut off in our hands..."

In the end, Xuanjizi's tone was self-deprecating, but it also contained a deep sense of helplessness.

There is no successor!

In a prosperous place, Taoist temples naturally have no worries about being deserted, but in the deep mountains and wild forests, pure ascetics mastered the purest inheritance, but in the end no one inherited it.

What Zhang Qingyun knows about Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoyi once said, is that people come to learn from it every year.

There are even people who are assigned professions to study Taoism.

The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain has a single fee.

Moreover, Longhu Mountain, as the ancestral home of Taoism, is also a tourist attraction. Regardless of the income, it is still possible to practice Taoism with peace of mind and live a prosperous life.

At least I don't have to worry about food and clothing.

On the other hand, Ling Taoist Temple and Three Immortals Valley, these Taoist cultivation places that control the pure inheritance of Taoism, do not have a single fee. They are deep in the mountains and wild forests. They spend their whole lives in the wilderness and have to cultivate it themselves.

In this day and age, if someone would rather die at home, how many people are willing to live this kind of life?

The fact that these ascetics in the deep mountains and wild forests have been able to persevere until now is not admirable, but needs to be admired!

"Still not attractive enough!"

An idea flashed through Zhang Qingyun's mind, and he grasped the key: "It is deep in the mountains and wild forests, and its reputation is not well known. The ascetics here live a life isolated from the world, and they do not show extraordinary means, so naturally no one pays attention to it."

How can you attract people if no one pays attention and if you don't show extraordinary means?

If there were rumors of immortality here, people would naturally flock to it.

"These fellow Taoists are..."

Xuanjizi glanced at Zhang Qingyun and others, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Compared with the four old Taoist priests from Sanxian Valley, Bai Yunzi is younger, Zhang Qingyun is younger, and Tianxia and others are also young, but they are all in their thirties or forties.

Among them, there were two little girls and an infant.

This is a successor!

"I am a poor Taoist, Dao Xuanzi, I have met a few fellow Taoists."

Zhang Qingyun admires the inheritors the most who spend their entire lives living alone in the mountains in order to continue the inheritance. It is because of them that the Taoist inheritance can continue in a true sense.

"I've met Taoist friends."

Xuanjizi and the others returned the courtesy, and after introducing themselves, Zhang Qingyun knew their names.

The youngest, short and thin Taoist priest, whose Taoist name is Xuanshan, is sixty-three years old this year.

A tall and thin Taoist priest named Xuanfeng, he is sixty-seven years old this year.

The old Taoist priest with a rickety figure, whose Taoist name is Xuanwu, is eighty-two years old this year.

Xuanjizi is seventy-one years old this year.
To be continued...