Chapter 355, the mysterious light points to the moon and shoots, forgetting your feelings move your feet to the immortal mountain

However, what is strange is that the little boy was not frightened. This feeling is not only like touching his face, but also like a kind of comfort deep in his heart. Those random thoughts are gone without a trace. He stopped crying and forgot to be afraid, and looked up and opened his eyes.

There was no one in front of him, and his tears were still hanging on his face and had not been wiped away, but the valley in front of him was no longer gloomy and dark. A bright moon rose on the tall peak in the distance, like the light of snow falling. It was so quiet and peaceful.

The moonlight was like a silent call. The little boy couldn't help but stand up and walked forward. Suddenly he frowned and realized something was wrong. Although he was naughty, he was not confused. He could remember the days. Today should be the beginning of the lunar calendar, and it would never be possible to see the full moon.

Is there a light on the mountain? How can it shine so far? Is there anyone on the mountain? Who would live in that place? Is it the legendary god? He has to go up no matter what. Since he can't find the way home, he has to find someone to ask for directions.

The little boy walked towards the direction of the moonlight, but did not notice any details. He had no shadow under the moonlight. Not only him, if he was stuck on the ground and looked carefully, the Yao grass in the valley had no shadow in the moonlight. This was a strange glory he had never seen before.

Passing through the Valley of Floating Life and coming to the Forgetful Heaven Ladder, this is a long straight and steep step that breaks into the mountains. Each step is neatly drawn as if it has been measured with a ruler. I don’t know how many years have been dug, but it still looks "brand new", without a trace of weeds or even moss growing.

This was obviously man-made. The little boy's first reaction was that there was someone on the mountain! Well, there was probably a big temple on it, and there should be monks in the temple. You can ask the monk how to go home? In the concept of a child at that time, the most common artificial building on the mountain was the temple.

The full moonlight quietly hangs at the end of the long steps, illuminating the way to climb the mountain. The child can now be sure that it is not the moon, because there are no osmanthus-shaped spots in the moon wheel. I don’t know what force supports him, or he has forgotten his tiredness, climbed up along the long steps, and kept climbing upwards.

The Forgetful Ladder has a total of 999 steps, surrounded by auspicious clouds all year round, guarded by the Yunmen fog array. At this moment, the clouds are cleared and fog dissipated under the moonlight. There are all kinds of confusions, traces, rolling, surging and other magic arrays. The little boy's eyes are as if nothing is going to pass. He climbed the Forgetful Ladder for a whole night. When he climbed the Three Dreams Peak, it was already bright. When he looked up, the full moon had disappeared, and the rising sun was gushing out.

On the top of Sanmeng Peak is an open plain, with strange flowers and grasses in the wilderness, clear springs and strange rocks, pavilions and towers, surrounded by auspicious clouds, unlike the scene on earth. From a distance, wow, there is indeed a very large temple, surrounded by colorful lights from the nine gates.

The little boy opened his mouth and stood there in a daze, looking surprised or shocked, because the "tea" was not located on the flat ground, but stood in the air among the piles of undispersed white clouds. The morning glow set off the auspicious clouds, as if countless tiny rainbows were intertwined, so beautiful!

How was this temple built, who built it, was it done by aliens?

At this moment, his stomach made a wheel sound, and he suddenly felt very hungry. He had not eaten for a day and a night since yesterday morning, and had walked so far and climbed such a high mountain. When he thought of these, he felt deeply tired and his whole body was filled with soreness. Looking back at the foot of the mountain, he was also surprised that he could climb so high overnight. He didn't feel tired at that time!

The little boy was no longer afraid. People would only feel refreshed when they were in this kind of immortal scene, but he was indeed tired and hungry at this moment. Looking at the big temple in the distance, he walked over and didn't know how to get up. There was no figure around, but suddenly he found that there were all the trees of attractive fruits not far away.

At the edge of the top of Sanmeng Peak, there are more than a dozen trees growing on the edge of a thousand-foot cliff. The main trunk is as thick as a bowl, and it is easy to climb up if it is not split high. The leaves are like a beating flame, the leaves are emerald green, but the veins are like fiery red silk threads. There are fruits on the tree, bright yellow and light pink patterns, and the shape is apricots, which should have been ripe.

The child found a tree far away from the cliff, picked apricot and took a bite. He stuck out his tongue and tasted the juice flowing out. It tasted really good. He picked a handful and threw it down the tree, then jumped under the tree and picked it up. He looked at the clear spring nearby and washed it, and ate it all voraciously.

The shell of the almond is very special, the white and powdery look very beautiful. The child washed it in the water and put it in his pocket.

The book secretly states that the growing of Sanmeng Peak is not ordinary apricots, but the immortal spiritual medicine Shengyuan apricots that have been cultivated for thousands of years. It is originally a specialty of the mountains of the Kunlun Fairyland Miraculous Law. Yang Tiangan was not successfully cultivated on Fangzheng Peak in Zhengyi Sanshan. The bio-yuan pill it refines can greatly replenish vital energy, which can assist in the recovery of the spirit consumed by casting spells. It is a good bait medicine for practitioners to take when sitting and recuperate.

Its most important medicinal properties are not in the flesh, but in the almonds. The Shengyuan Dan is also refined by the almonds. Shengyuan apricots cannot be eaten at will. As the saying goes, the body of the ordinary person is indeed very weak compared to the practitioners of cultivation. If you want to eat its flesh as fruit, you must at least have five qi to the Yuanyuan level, and there is no defect in the furnace and cauldron.

If an ordinary person only eats one or two Shengyuan apricots, it may feel that it is just hot and thirsty. It doesn’t matter if a person with great health eats three or five. As long as he doesn’t take almonds directly, it’s fine. But this child has eaten more than 3 or 40. He may have a strong liver fire, an excited expression, numb limbs, rapid breathing and heartbeat beyond the limit that the body can bear, and even failure and death.

But strangely, the child didn't seem to have any special feeling, he just felt that his body was warm and warm. The medicinal power of the Shengyuan Apricot pulp should have taken effect, but it did not stimulate his meridians to run.

After he had eaten his fill, he burped and stretched, and walked towards the temple far away. As he walked, he suddenly frowned and covered his stomach with his hands. A wheel sounded like a wheel. This time he was not hungry. He hadn't eaten a day and a night. He ate so many juiced fruits on an empty stomach, it would be strange if he didn't have a stomachache.

His dark eyes were circling around. He looked at the crowd of no one around. There were a few lush magical flowers with stamens not far away. He crawled into the flowers and took a while before he came out.

He felt much more relaxed at this moment. He no longer felt tired and hungry. He walked and admired the beautiful scenery around him. The more he looked, the more he was amazed. The more he looked, the more he felt more and more happy he felt. The corners of his mouth and eyebrows were slightly raised, and he hummed an out-of-tune song. As he hummed, he suddenly frowned again. The only thing that was inconsistent with the beautiful scenery of the immortal was himself. He smelled a sour smell of sweat.

The weather in midsummer is very hot. If you walk in the sun for a while, you will sweat a lot. However, Sanmeng Peak is very strange. It seems that it is the most comfortable temperature that makes people feel, neither cold nor hot. But the little boy climbed up from the bottom of the mountain. He crept in the dense forest all day yesterday and had already sweated all over his body, and his sweat was dry at this moment.

He felt uncomfortable, especially when walking in such a wonderful "fairyland" that he even felt dirty. He could do whatever he wanted. He turned a small hill ahead and happened to see a pavilion that seemed to be made of jade.

There is a pond in the pavilion. There is a lotus in the center of the pond. The lotus looks real. The stems grow from the center of the bottom of the pond. The flowers float on the water and gently ripples, but the clear springs continue to gush out of the heart of the flower.

The pool is about seven feet in a radius and three feet deep, surrounding the three steps, and the pool water is less than half of the third step. The pool water is flowing, and the little boy only sees it clearly flowing out of the lotus core, but he doesn't know where the water flows? The pavilion has four pillars and octagonal corners, with railings on three sides. It is invisible on the way to come.

When the little boy saw it at first, he immediately thought of three words - the bathhouse.

"Well, it's much more beautiful than the Kowloon Pond opposite my house when I was a child! It's a bit open-air, it doesn't matter, no one can watch it anyway." The little boy nodded happily and said to himself. Kowloon Pond is the largest bathhouse in Wucheng City, just opposite the largest state-owned Wucheng Hotel in the local area. The child had lived in Wucheng Hotel for a long time before going to middle school.

When he looked up again, he saw a plaque on the pavilion. The three characters on the plaque were ancient seals. He could recognize it. He then said to himself: "Huancaoquan? If I go down to take a shower, will it become a grass?... It's okay to wash clothes, right?"

The child looked around again, took off his shoes, and went into the pool wearing clothes. The water in the pool was slightly warm and cold, which was just suitable for bathing. Moreover, the tentacles were smooth and the fragrance of lotus leaves seemed to wash their bodies very clean. The child took off his clothes in the pool, rubbed them, wrung them, hung them on the railing and hung them on the railing.

When washing clothes, all the almonds in their pocket fell out, but did not sink, floating on the flowing water and swirling. The child found it interesting and soaked in the pool to play with the floating almonds. After playing for a long time, he washed them clean and the clothes hanging on the railing were dry. Then he took out the almonds and put on the clothes.

Looking at the almonds again, the shells had a subtle change, and the moon-white as crystal as jade was slightly pink. The little boy didn't pay much attention and took them back into his pocket.

After taking a shower, he felt both physically and mentally clean. When he walked forward, he suddenly yawned and a feeling of fatigue came. He was sleepy. After all, he didn't sleep all night last night.

The grass under the hillside was like a comfortable and soft green blanket. The little boy found a shade of trees and sat down. He wanted to rest for a while before leaving. He couldn't help but lie down while sitting, and even snoring sounds in his sleep.

The little boy climbed the Sanmeng Peak and walked towards the Palace of Forgetful Heaven, and fell asleep halfway. This sleep was extremely sweet. When he woke up, it was already late at night. Tonight was completely different from last night. The scene he saw when he opened his eyes was no longer gloomy and terrifying, and could even be described as beautiful.

Above the "big temple" on the clouds in the distance, a "bright moon" is quietly suspended. The soft moonlight covers the top of the entire Sanmeng Peak, and the four fields are peaceful and peaceful, full of mysterious aura. This "bright moon" seems to know that the little boy is afraid of the darkness and appears silently at night.

The little boy rubbed his eyes and stood up, suddenly stunned for a moment because he discovered something - he had no shadow in the moonlight.

Did he wake up and become a ghost? The legendary ghosts are all shadowless. But he was just surprised and not afraid. The moonlight was a kind of comfort, which made him forget the fear invisibly. Looking around, he suddenly realized that it was not something wrong with him, but the mystery lies in the moonlight.

He was sleeping under the shade of a tree, and the tree beside him had no shadow under the moonlight, and the flowers, plants and trees around him were the same. The moonlight seemed invisible and qualitative, and its illumination could tolerate everything.

The child could not suppress his curiosity and ran towards the Palace of Forgetful Heaven. The moonlight was not dazzling, but it clearly illuminated the road. When he arrived at the huge pile of white clouds, the child stretched out his feet and tried it, and found that the strange auspicious clouds seemed to have substance. They could not describe their softness when stepped on them, but they did not fall into their feet.

It's so fun! The child cheered and turned around, rolled and crawled along the clouds and piled into the Palace of Forgetful Heaven. At this time, the first line of sunlight was shot out from the sky, and the bright moon disappeared in the sky.

...

"Are you a ghost?" the little boy was startled and jumped under a wall full of inscriptions. He shrank and asked, holding a transparent stick in his hand as a warning sign.

This "rod" is about three feet long and short, and looks like a slender handful of Ruyi at the ends. It is a shape with a large and small shape slightly arc-shaped shape. It is completely transparent, colorless and has no impurities. It is the Fengjie, one of the nine artifacts of the Jiutian Xuannv Palace, which was then the Fengjie.

This is the sixth day he has climbed to Sanmeng Peak. In these days, except for the most central ancestor of the Forgetful Palace, he has not found a way in. He has gone through the Nine Gate Palace and found that this place is not a temple, there is no Bodhisattva on the altar, and there is not even a monk. Not only does there not have a monk, but there is not even a figure, just like an ancient ruin.

A person is in such a big palace, but he does not feel a little scared. He cannot describe the words "magnificent, elegant, exquisite, comfortable and neat" as the words "Wangqing Palace" that describe the palace of the world" are difficult to describe. If he is forced to describe, he can only use the word "mysterious", and the child's feeling is close to "sense".

Just say one thing, there are no lights and candles in the Palace of Forgetful Love, nor are there any illumination of the legendary night pearls. You can know the alternation of day and night outside the palace, but there is no feeling of darkness at all. As long as you can see the eyes, you can always see clearly.

Not only is the most comfortable state of temperature here neither cold nor hot, but even the "brightness" is not bright or dark, and it seems that there will naturally be mysterious changes with your eyesight. If you close your eyes and sleep, you will not feel dazzling at all. Open your eyes to see something. What it looks like under the most ideal light, what you see in your eyes is.

The first thing a child entered into the Fengmen Hall when he saw Chengfengjie on the altar was the Fengmen Hall. He took it at first sight, climbed onto the altar and took it down. He felt that he couldn't let go of his love and kept it with him.

There are countless magic weapons, objects, elixirs, and classics in the Palace of Forgetfulness, which are dazzling and interesting things in the eyes of children. There are nine main halls around the Palace of Forgetfulness, each of which has an altar, which is about nine feet above the ground and is 18 meters long and eight meters wide. You have to move things into a ladder to cushion the footsteps before you can climb up.

On the front of each altar, there is an inscription engraved with ancient words the size of copper coins, without punctuation, and densely engraved with a front wall of the altar nine feet high and eight feet wide. It is said that a child who has just finished the first grade of junior high school cannot understand these, but he just understood it, and after reading it, he "understood" it, and it took almost three days.

At that time, he sat cross-legged on a mattress with auspicious soft grass, and his figure was quite upright, with objects scattered around him. He brought a ladder to climb the altar to take the wind to celebrate. Now, in order to see the inscriptions on the front of the altar, he moved all these things away.

He only heard him shaking his head and muttering to himself: "The Romantic Dafa, so that's it!"

At this moment, a strong sense suddenly appeared in his heart, and he clearly felt someone behind him. He jumped up from the cushion like someone stepped on his tail, turned around and leaned against the altar with Chengfengjie in his hand and asked, "Are you a ghost?"

This was the only time he was scared in the Forgetful Palace, and it was also the first time he saw Tianyue.

...

There was a "person" standing in front of me. It was described as a sixteen- or seven-year-old girl. It was hard to imagine that a person's appearance could be described by the word "brightness". Her skin was fair and pure without any flaws, but she did not have any pale feeling of blood. The black hair was casually draped on her shoulders, but it made people feel better than the most meticulous carving and decoration in the world.

Her face cannot be described as "beautiful". If you have never seen her, it is difficult to imagine such a face when you close your eyes. It is so bright that people forget to be amazed and beautiful.

Her black eyes looked at the little boy, inexplicably familiar. When she saw her, she might have an illusion that she had been watching you all the time, neither distant nor out of reach. She was wearing a moon-yellow long dress, and could not tell what texture it was, just like condensed moonlight, but did not shine.

Why was the little boy shocked? Because he didn't hear footsteps, he suddenly felt someone "coming" and appeared behind him out of thin air. After turning around, he really saw her.

Kid: "Are you a ghost?"

The girl answered the question irrelevantly: "I am Tianyue, this is the Forgetful Palace. The mountain you climbed is called Sanmeng Peak." Her voice was very soft, crisp but not greasy, just like the moonlight that soothes the child in the dark night.

Hearing her voice, the little boy suddenly smiled, put down Chengfengjie and said, "I'm not afraid of you, even if you are a ghost, I'm not afraid."

He was shocked, and he was the one who said he was not afraid of it. The girl didn't speak, but the expression in her eyes made people understand naturally. She was asking-Why?

"Man is afraid of ghosts, not because ghosts are terrible, but because they are terrified of unknowns. You are not scared at all. No matter who you are, I am not afraid." The child raised his chest and raised his face, answering as an adult, with a very funny and cute expression.
Chapter completed!