Chapter 230
Jiulian Mountain is located at the border of Jiangxi and Guangdong, and the core part of the eastern part of Nanling. The mountain range runs from northeast to southwest, with a maximum altitude of 1,500 meters.
Jiulian Mountain has diverse landforms, including dangerous peaks and valleys; complex vein-shaped peaks and ridges, and low-lying plains shaped like basins; water erosion landforms, fault valleys, cliffs and other structural landforms, and small mountain swamps.
At this time, Jiulian Mountain was filled with thick fog, and nothing could be seen beyond three or four feet. Perhaps the next step might be a thousand-foot abyss.
On the mountain road, there was a group of horsemen, with a mighty force of forty or fifty people, all of whom were masked with black scarves.
"Abbot, there are horse hoof sounds ahead!" The pathfinder disciple reported.
"The sound echoes in the empty valley, and I don't know how many people and horses there are. Be alert!" The leader was an old monk with two white eyebrows drooping on his face.
Everyone looked up and saw countless people and horses galloping in the fog, so they clenched their weapons and stared at the direction where the horse hoof sounds came from.
"Abbot, could it be horse thieves?"
There are many horse thieves and bandits in the Jiulian Wilderness Mountains, and it is not surprising that they rob people passing by.
"It may not be horse thieves! It's a pity to misunderstand. Show the flag of our sect." The abbot waved his hand and signaled his men to show the flag.
"Yes!" The disciples behind him quickly raised several black flags wrapped in the thick fog. These flags clearly had four white characters written on them - Songshan Shaolin.
It turned out that this group of people were all disciples of the Shaolin Sect. But the strange thing is that most of them are lay Buddhists who practice with hair, and only a few are bald.
"Yiyangzi, why don't you raise the flag?" The Shaolin abbot asked curiously.
The person the abbot asked was Yi Yangzi. After successfully "joining" Dian Cang Sect, Hao Shuai and the other two met the Shaolin Sect who came to participate in the martial arts conference on the road, just like in the plot. After introducing themselves to each other, Hao Shuai and the other two naturally went with them all the way.
"Since we are few in number, there is no need to raise the flag, right?" Yi Yangzi said somewhat embarrassedly.
Hearing Yi Yangzi's words, everyone around showed a trace of disdain.
How could Hao Shuai, who caught this, bear it! Now he is also a member of Dian Cang Sect. If he despises Yi Yangzi, doesn't that mean he also despises himself?
"Master, don't we have a flag? Let's raise it for everyone to see." Hao Shuai interrupted.
"Do we have it?" Yi Yangzi asked doubtfully.
"This one really has it." Hao Shuai said affirmatively.
"If you have it, then raise it!" Yi Yangzi said.
"Okay, Master!" After saying that, Hao Shuai did not make any move, and suddenly a metal flagpole appeared in his hand. The flagpole was taller than Shaolin Temple, and the three characters of Dian Cang Sect were embroidered in gold thread on the red flag.
"Your Dian Cang Sect's flag is really unique!" The abbot looked at Hao Shuai's luxurious gold-embroidered flag and said with some envy.
"Junior brother, you carry the flag." Hao Shuai threw the flag to Ma Junwu. He would not be stupid enough to carry a metal flag everywhere. What if he was struck by lightning?
"Okay, senior brother." Ma Junwu was very happy to take the flag, and then he held the flagpole with his head held high, looking very proud.
"Abbot, they are coming!" said the Shaolin Temple disciples.
"Ask first, don't act rashly." The abbot led his men to the opposite side.
The two groups of men were getting closer and closer. When they met, they finally saw each other's flags clearly in the thick fog and put down their guard.
"It turned out to be the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, haha!"
"It turned out to be the head of the Kongtong Sect in the northwest, Shangguan! I feel relieved now."
"Fortunately, the Shaolin Temple raised the flag in time. There is no one in charge here. Although we are in the martial arts world, we have to hurry and don't want to cause trouble." Head of the Shangguan laughed.
The Shaolin abbot smiled and agreed: "Yes, it will be embarrassing to fight!"
"Hey, who are these three?" Head of the Shangguan looked at Hao Shuai and the other two, whose clothes were completely different from those of the Shaolin Temple.
"I am Yi Yangzi of the Dian Cang Sect. These are my two apprentices. Head of the Shangguan Sect is polite!" The old man Yi Yangzi is still familiar with the etiquette of the rivers and lakes.
"Dian Cang Sect?" Sect Master Shangguan looked at Ma Junwu's luxurious banner, and like the abbot, a trace of envy flashed across his face. "In recent years, few people in the martial arts world have heard of this sect. It seems that your sect has developed well."
"Shangguan Sect Master is too polite. We are all trying to make a living." Yi Yangzi said modestly.
"But there are only three people from your Dian Cang Sect? How can such a small number of people participate in the martial arts conference?" A trace of disdain flashed across the face of Sect Master Shangguan. What's the use of having a lot of money? There are only so few people in the sect, and they will be swallowed up sooner or later.
"Other people in the sect have important matters and can't get away. It's embarrassing for Sect Master Shangguan." Yi Yangzi explained reluctantly.
"Then let's go together." Sect Master Shangguan said in a slightly condescending tone.
Hao Shuai saw the disdain and charity of Shangguan, but he didn't get angry. At Hao Shuai's level of strength, it was difficult for him to take ordinary trivial matters seriously. Instead, he wrote it down in a small notebook. When he had time later, Hao Shuai would "repay" Shangguan.
"Shangguan, let's hurry up!" The abbot saw that there was nothing to do.
"Don't waste time, get on the road."
So the two groups of people merged into one group and ran quickly towards the front.
More than a hundred people ran in the mist and looked like thousands of troops.
"Master! Look at them, then look at us. Fortunately, we have this big flag to barely support our scene." Ma Junwu tightened the flag in his hand and said with some envy.
"There are only three of us in the whole sect who can meet people. It's even more embarrassing to bring out the other ugly ones." Yi Yangzi muttered, and his tone was also a little discouraged.
When Hao Shuai heard Yi Yangzi's muttering, he was speechless: they couldn't even take them out, how shabby must these people be!
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew around everyone, and even the thick fog was blown away suddenly, and the sand and rocks flew, making people dare not open their eyes completely, and even the horses neighed "Yu Lu Lu", as if they were frightened, and kept stepping on the spot.
"Good wind."
"Come, look at what's up there?!"
There was a loud shout from the crowd, and everyone looked up at the sky.
As early as the wind started, Hao Shuai looked up at the sky. With his eyesight, he clearly saw a huge crane with simple white feathers and elegant body flying above. There was also a person sitting on the crane's back, dressed in white, with an air of fairy, as if he was free and easy like an immortal.
Resisting the desire to pull the big bird down from the sky, Hao Shuai watched the big bird fly away with a slight smile on his face.
"Chase that crane and see who he is." Master Shangguan said angrily, and then rode his horse forward with his disciples. The people from Shaolin Temple followed closely, vowing to find out who the other party was.
Hao Shuai was the only one left there, and Yi Yangzi and Ma Junwu were taken away by the horse that ran wildly because of the pain of the needle.
After everyone walked away, Hao Shuai turned his horse's head and headed in another direction, and finally came to a well.
Knowing that the well water would erupt soon, Hao Shuai did not ride forward, but stayed quietly beside the ancient well.
"Boom~"
Sure enough, after a while, there was an explosion in the ancient well, followed by countless dirty water mixed with mud gushing out, and then a clear spring gushed out of the well mouth.
At the same time, a loud crane cry sounded, and a white-clothed Bai Yunfei landed leisurely by the well, holding the clear spring in her hand, slightly opened her red lips, drank the water gently, and smiled sweetly.
Hao Shuai tried hard to stabilize the frightened horse that kept neighing, and quietly admired the picture of the beautiful woman drinking water in front of him.
To be honest, Hao Shuai had watched many of Mei Yanfang's movies before, and it was difficult for Hao Shuai to get her point in modern costumes, but when she changed into ancient costumes, it was another scene, just like her current appearance in white clothes, which was very consistent with Hao Shuai's aesthetics.