Chapter 703 Extreme Emperor
Li Changxiao didn't know where Mei Sanniang was, but he would definitely meet her if he went north along the road. That evening, he came to a fork in the road. On the right side were steep mountains, strange rocks, strange trees and strange waters, and on the left side were flat and straight. It seemed that there would be a small town if he walked for more than ten miles.
He thought about it for a while and walked to the right. He thought that Mei Sanniang must have made the same choice when she came here. He just needed to follow his feelings and he would always get to a place.
Just a few miles to the right, he saw a strange stone with a "fairy monkey pointing the way" on the top of a mountain. It was formed naturally and was really a rare thing in the world. Li Changxiao turned around again and walked in the direction of the "fairy monkey pointing the way". After walking for more than seven or eight miles, he saw a rushing stream.
No one has been here for a long time. If no one often sets foot in the deep mountains, the traces can be preserved for a long time. Li Changxiao found that there was an area surrounded by stones beside the stream, and there were several small fish tied inside. They jumped into the area randomly, but couldn't get out.
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Li Changxiao was not soft-hearted. He grabbed the small fish, gutted it, and cooked it to eat. After eating, he continued on his way, crossing the stream, heading north and following his heart.
A month passed in a flash. Li Changxiao climbed to a high peak and looked far away at the road he came from. What he saw was mostly green vegetation, occasionally a winding river, and scattered villages and towns. He couldn't see the Laiqu Inn anymore, and he kept thinking in his heart that the Laiqu Inn had been closed for a month, and he didn't know if it was covered with dust. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad. The past was gone, and only memories were left. Then he took a sip of wine and hurried on his way.
The flowers on his scabbard never withered, but bloomed more and longer in the cold winter. Li Changxiao had walked for a long time without seeing any human beings. Sometimes he felt bored, so he stuck his sword into the ground and drank wine with them, calling them "Brother Sword" and "Brother Flower" one by one, complaining to them that there were so many people in the world, why did he feel lonely? He wanted to find a long-term drinking buddy, but no one was suitable.
Even on the wild roads in the mountains, there were people passing by from time to time. So Li Changxiao got ready, intending to have a hearty drink with his sword and the plum blossoms he picked. He had just drunk three or two sips when a group of people passed by.
Li Changxiao looked at them and thought, hey, they came at the right time, so he invited them. The passerby was frightened when he saw them. This person was either a madman or a fool. No matter what he was, he would be punished if he met him. So he ran away, but Li Changxiao would not let him go. He pounced on him and grabbed his hind legs, insisting on inviting him to have a drink with him.
The passerby was really scared, thinking that this man was crazy and if he didn't agree, he might do something. So he had to agree and drank with Li Changxiao all night. He thought that the wine gourd should contain some dirty things like feces and urine, after all, crazy people are like this. But when he smelled it up close, he really had some wine aroma and some wine taste. He dared to drink again and immediately got drunk and felt dizzy.
Before falling asleep, he thought to himself, "It's over. Someone set a trap to kill me, and I fell into it. Zhang Dasan, ah Zhang Dasan, you are extremely smart, beautiful, and talented. You are a talent that has never been seen before and will never be seen again. I never thought that because of a moment of carelessness, you would die here before you became famous. It's really God's jealousy of talents. I hate it so much."
Then his eyes rolled over and he was completely unconscious. He snored like thunder and slept soundly. Li Changxiao could not have expected that this man had such a poor alcohol tolerance. If he had known this earlier, he would have let him go.
He picked up the pedestrian with his sword and sent him back to the city while drinking. The pedestrian woke up afterwards and hurriedly felt his whole body, fearing that he had lost his body. When he found that his whole body was intact and there was no abnormal feeling, he breathed a sigh of relief. He planned to find a few people to accompany him when he went on a wild road in the future. It is too dangerous to go alone.
Li Changxiao walked and walked, walked out of the cold winter, walked into the early spring, the ice and snow melted, the stream gurgled, and a small grass took the lead, breaking through the thick ice and sticking out a branch.
When passing a famous peak: Tiandu Peak, Li Changxiao went up the mountain and saw a white-haired old man sitting in a pavilion halfway up the mountain. The old man was brewing tea, and white smoke curled around the edge of the cup. He also saw Li Changxiao coming up the mountain path, and waved to Li Changxiao with a "Yoho".
Li Changxiao walked towards him and sat in the pavilion. The white-haired old man looked at his face first, then his body, and finally landed on the Qingping sword, or more precisely, the plum blossom inserted in the scabbard.
The white-haired old man asked, "Where are you from, little brother, and where are you going?" After saying that, he had already poured a cup of hot tea and gently pushed it in front of Li Changxiao. Li Changxiao took a sip, the hot tea steamed in his face, but it was cool and refreshing in his mouth. After drinking it in one gulp, his mind and soul were unblocked, and he felt as if his soul flew to the sky and traveled the universe.
Li Changxiao asked: "Enlightenment Dragon Tea?" The white-haired old man laughed and said: "You know the goods." Li Changxiao quickly drank it all in one gulp. The white-haired old man shook his head and laughed, and poured another cup for Li Changxiao.
Li Changxiao pointed to the south and said: "Come from that side and find someone." The white-haired old man asked again: "Man or woman?" Li Changxiao answered truthfully: "Woman." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, and his eyes swept across the plum blossoms again, saying: "I think I already know who you are looking for."
Li Changxiao bowed his hands and said: "Senior, you are so good at predicting things, I admire you." The white-haired old man waved his hands and said to himself: "I am helpless about her matter, forget it, forget it, I won't say more."
Li Changxiao stood up, bowed his hands and bowed, and then left again. The white-haired old man watched Li Changxiao leave, watching him walk down the mountain path and disappear from his sight little by little.
Finally, he sighed softly, retracted his gaze, and poured himself some tea.
Li Changxiao walked down the mountain and couldn't help but recall the conversation just now. Every word and word may seem ordinary, but in fact they are full of invisible Tao aggregates. Tiandu Peak is a famous mountain in Fuyao. Over the years, countless famous sects have wanted to buy this mountain and use it as a sect's powerhouse.
But he kept failing, and gradually, there were many speculations that the master behind Tiandu Peak was one of the five Mahayana people. Nan Laofu, Bei Shenwu, Li Xundao, Su Qingmei and Ji Di.
Now it seems that that inference is indeed correct.
The white-haired old man halfway up the mountain is probably the Supreme Emperor.