Chapter 256 Riding alone for thousands of miles

The mountains are majestic, rolling for hundreds of miles.

Far away from the world, among the mountains that have been untouched for a long time, there is an exquisite pavilion, a welcoming pine tree that bends over to poke out its branches, and a table with tea.

The swordsman talks with the mountain god.

"Please have tea."

"Thank you."

The swordsman was tired all the way and happened to be thirsty.

There is nothing to be cautious about, and there is no need to be hesitant. I just hold up the tea cup, raise my head and drink it in one gulp, showing my heroic temperament.

He frowned and put the tea cup down again.

"Gululu..."

Water comes out of the bottom of the cup and the tea cup is full again.

"Entering Taoism through martial arts?"

The mountain god looked at him with a smile.

"How do you know?"

"I have been a god here for more than a thousand years, and this road used to be much more prosperous than it is now." The mountain god pointed to the mountain road behind the swordsman that was rarely visited but did not grow weeds. He seemed to be feeling a little emotional, "I don't know how many times it has happened in more than a thousand years."

How many people have passed by here, and after a long time, they will become bored. I have also talked with the top martial artists in the world."

"I see."

"I can see that you are on the verge of entering Taoism through martial arts. You are only one step away."

"Not even close."

The mountain god shook his head and smiled, and did not say much about it. He just continued to ask: "Are you from Xueyuan?"

"Hezhou is in the north of Guijun. It was originally called Heyuan and borders Yanzhou." The swordsman also understood. In detail, "Heyuan is 250 miles long and 200 miles wide. There is Lingze underground, and Lingyun was born by chance.

, became the innate god of a land. Due to the war, his moral character increased, and he transformed into a demon, entrenched in the land, and harmed the people. It has been more than ten years. Last year, I followed my husband to Hezhou, and this year, I went to the snowfield to eliminate the demon."

"Where is Heavenly Palace?"

"The Heavenly Palace is cleared every year, but I heard that the demon has incredible life-saving magical powers. Unless the underground spiritual pool is drained, or the original mechanism of snow plowing is destroyed, it cannot be eradicated."

"You actually have this ability."

"Sir didn't want the fertile fields to turn into wasteland, and the whole Gui County didn't have a single mountain, so he asked Shu to come and borrow a mountain from the mountain god to suppress it."

"I see."

Although the mountain god has a bad temper and a pure nature, he has lived for thousands of years and has seen a lot. He only needs a little thought to know the secret.

Why turn the grasslands into snowfields?

Why use mountains to control water?

Why did you come to borrow a mountain from me?

It became clear in an instant.

If you think about it more, you can appreciate the benefits of this matter to yourself.

When he came back to his senses, the swordsman was still looking at him.

The look in his eyes seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be urging.

The mountain god smiled at him.

"Please have some tea."

"..." The swordsman picked up the tea cup again, took a sip, and said to him, "Sir, all you need is a random mountain."

"How can you be casual?"

"Your Majesty means..."

"I wonder if I could wait a moment?"

"Shu came from Hezhou, a journey of five thousand miles, and has been walking for six days. There is no hurry."

"Six days?"

The mountain god seemed a little surprised, and then turned to look at the black horse resting and grazing next to him, and then said: "It's hard to find a thousand-mile horse."

The swordsman wanted to be modest and say that this was just an ordinary horse, or that it was all thanks to Mr., but when the words came to his lips, he thought of Mr.'s attitude towards bay red horses and calico cats, so he said again:

"Exactly."

"Ha ha……"

The mountain god smiled boldly, and then said: "Just wait a moment!"

"call……"

The mountain wind blew by, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

There are only pavilions, welcoming pines and tea on the table halfway up the mountain.

The swordsman smacked his lips, put down the tea cup, and sat quietly, meditating on the art of swordsmanship while waiting for the return of the mountain god.

The mountain breeze blows, making it a little cool.

After waiting like this for at least a long time, another gust of wind blew, and the mountain god appeared silently beside him.

At this time, the mountain god was carrying a small wooden box.

The wooden box was about the same size as a book and about a finger high. It was made of unknown wood. It was dark red in color and had lines. It had buckles but no locks. The mountain god placed it on the table and pushed it to the swordsman.

"This is……"

"Mountain!"

"Mountain?"

The swordsman took it solemnly, feeling there was no weight in his hand, as if he was holding an empty box.

"Consider this mountain a gift from me to your husband, and don't ask for it back. It's just that this road is getting more and more deserted. If you go back to Pingzhou again in the future, you should come to me for another cup of tea." The mountain god said.

Then he stared at the swordsman with a slight smile, "Although you may not be able to open it, I have to remind you not to open it casually."

"Shu knows!"

"It's already late today, and you've been waiting for a long time. The mountain is deserted, so I won't keep you here. Go down the mountain. If you're in a hurry, you can stay overnight in the city at the foot of the mountain."

"Thank you, Your Excellency! Farewell!"

The swordsman immediately stood up, held his sword and saluted.

Just as he walked out of the pavilion, he heard another voice coming from behind him.

"Juggler."

"Um?"

The swordsman turned around in confusion.

I saw the mountain god sitting in front of the pavilion and drinking tea. He turned to look at him and said with a smile: "I once heard a chivalrous man who entered Taoism through martial arts in ancient times say: When you think hard, you are most troubled. If it lasts for a long time,

If there is no progress, you might as well try doing nothing for a few days."

"do nothing?"

"Do nothing, think about nothing." The mountain god said leisurely, "Maybe after a few days, you will forget some things that you should not be obsessed with, and discover some things that you missed before, or have new experiences."

"..."

The swordsman was thoughtful, and then he held his sword again: "Thank you, Lord Mountain God, Shu is gone."

Be more sincere this time.

Then he got on his horse.

When riding away, I looked back and saw that the roadside in the mountain was just a pile of weeds, with no pavilions or ancient pines, and the mountain god had long since disappeared.

Everything remains silent.

"thorough!"

The black horse galloped in the mountains.

When we went down the mountain, the sun was already setting in the west. By the time we reached the foot of the mountain, it had already reached the horizon. It was really time to go to the city to rest for the night.

The past few days have been bumpy and tiring, and I don’t know what happened to Dark Horse. Anyway, the swordsman has a body that is almost made of iron, and he is also a bit tired. Staying in an inn in the city will not delay much longer than staying in a barren mountain. The swordsman just wants to take a hot bath and put the spare

Put on some clothes and give the black horse a good meal.

This place is called Nanhua, a small town.

It was just dusk when we entered the city.

The swordsman did not fight the horse in the city, but dismounted and walked after entering the city, leading the horse slowly along the dim streets.
To be continued...