Chapter 113 Three Bean Soldiers (asking for monthly ticket) There are stone steps deep among the mountain flowers, and people are walking on the strange peaks and rock forests. Taoist Qingxuan followed them while turning his head to look around. Fellow Daoist Lin and Fellow Daoist Qingyao in front brought a bowl of turtledove tofu, a bag of pastries, and a pot of pine needle water. It can be seen that Fuqiu Temple and Xianyuan Temple must have a deep friendship. There are strange peaks and rocks all around, and the scenery is amazing. This had already surprised him greatly, but he did not expect that there was such a stone staircase between the towering mountain pillars and on the vertical cliff. Naturally, he was even more surprised. I saw that the stone steps were a bit old at first, probably because they had been weathered by wind and rain, and grass had grown between some of the cracks. But as we walked forward, they became newer and newer, until after we crossed three mountains, the stone steps under our feet had turned into the color of newly cut stones, and there were even gravel and stone powder that had not been cleaned up on the roadside. After walking a little further, the stone steps broke. "This……" Taoist Qingxuan opened his eyes wide and asked, "Did this road start to be repaired recently?"
"Yes!" The little sister walking in front looked back at him and replied, "I repaired it!" "You? Are you alone?" "Yes! I'm alone!" "How did you build such a high mountain and such a steep cliff?" Taoist Qingxuan couldn't help but look back, looking at the roads that climbed over the mountain, chiseled through the wall, and even passed through the mountain, in disbelief. The junior sister did not say anything. She just held the things in both hands with one hand temporarily, and stretched out her other hand casually and slapped the stone wall next to her. "Snapped!" A circle of fine cracks suddenly appeared on the cliff, as big as a washbasin. When she withdrew her hand, gravel immediately fell down. "What a great skill!" Taoist Qingxuan couldn't help but be amazed. Looking at the new pit on the mountain, and the huge and towering mountains behind and in front of him, he was still very surprised. "But even if you have this skill, it will take more than a day to build a road between these mountains, right?" “I’ve been repairing it for almost two years.” "Two years..." “Although the road is far, you will reach your destination if you keep walking. Although the stone is thick, water drips through it.” The junior sister said seriously. “It is said that though the road is long, it will eventually lead to the destination; though the stone is thick, water can wear it away.” Taoist Qingxuan couldn't help but mutter to himself. Nowadays, the most common Taoists in the world are the talisman school and the spiritual school. One side cultivates virtues to worship the gods, and the other side cultivates spiritual methods and practices magic. In terms of personal ability, the talisman school is naturally far inferior to the spiritual school, but how many Taoists in the spiritual school can compare to even an inconspicuous statue in the temple? It can be seen that the talisman school is much more prosperous than the spiritual school. However, when he came here today, seeing the mountains and scenery around him, and hearing his fellow Taoists' words and actions, Taoist Qingxuan felt a sense of respect in his heart. Even Taoist Master Jiang looked up at them. "Master said it!" The junior sister added. This is exactly the path of spiritual practice.
Before long, a fairy mountain and the palaces and temples scattered on the mountain came into view. The three people from Qiyun Mountain were shocked by the scene and stopped for a moment, just like Lin Jue and the other two who came here for the first time. It was not until they saw the two men walk a distance and then stop to wait for them that they hurriedly followed. …… The Taoist friends in Xianyuan Temple are also practicing martial arts. Most of them practiced sword fighting, but some also practiced knife, gun and dart fighting. After bringing Taoist Qingxuan and the others to Xianyuan Temple, introducing them to Taoist Wangjizi, and presenting the food and drinks they brought to Taoist Wangjizi, the two of them came out and stood at the gate of the palace, leaning on the railings. They stood shoulder to shoulder and watched the Taoists practicing martial arts on the flat ground below, while the fox was harassing the sika deer on the stone steps out of boredom. Junior sister is watching the people practicing sword. Lin Jue looks at someone practicing darts. I have the impression that people in Xianyuan Temple also practiced sword in the past, but because they were not forced to work hard in this area, they did not practice very well. It probably only served the purpose of strengthening the body and as a group activity. But now I'm practicing much better than before. The two of them stared intently, with thoughtfulness in their eyes. "Brother!" The little sister saw his gaze and looked at him sideways, "What are you thinking about?" “I was thinking…” Lin Jue looked at the people below throwing darts and did not hide anything: "My darts are useful, but they are not easy to carry. It just so happens that Third Senior Brother's Carving Beans into Weapons can not only refine wood carvings, which can be made smaller by normal use and larger by exhaling, but also metal weapons and armor. Maybe I can develop a method to make spiritual iron into darts. After refining, they can become as small as fingers, and when exhaled, they will also grow larger." "?!" The junior sister was immediately shocked: "Brother, you are so smart!" "It should be possible." Lin Jue nodded and said, "Unfortunately I don't have good spiritual iron. Third Senior Brother has saved up some extra, but it's only enough for me to make weapons and armor for my three bean soldiers." "How do I find this?" "It's very difficult to find." Lin Jue shook his head. "Even though Yishan has deep spiritual energy, it often produces spiritual wood but not spiritual gold." "How did the third brother get it?" "It is said that he went down the mountain to exorcise demons, and encountered a demon who was causing trouble. He beat the demon to death and took the demon's ancestral copper bell and heart-protecting mirror to melt it." "Oh……" The junior sister seemed to be thinking about something and wrote it down. "Junior sister, what are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking……" The little sister couldn't help but pause, her eyes changing several times, and then she decided to say honestly: "These fellow Taoists don't seem as good as me." I couldn't help feeling ashamed after saying this -
Why are you all standing here, watching the fellow Taoists in Xianyuan Temple practice martial arts, and thinking about how to make yourself stronger step by step, but the things you think about are so different? It seems that I need to learn from my senior brother and become smarter! "Their swordsmanship is not as good as the Qingdan Sword. If Junior Sister learns the swordsmanship, she can give it to them." "hiss!" The little apprentice sister was startled—— Yes! That's what I should think! While they were talking, Taoist Qingxuan, Taoist Jiang Ning and Junior Brother Ma had already walked out. Taoist Jiang Ning was walking in front and Taoist Qingxuan was walking behind, but after coming out, Taoist Qingxuan walked in front. "Alas, we practice hard and worship the gods all day long, hoping to become immortals one day and live in the Nine Heavens Fairyland." Taoist Qingxuan stood in the corridor, with the vast and magnificent scenery of Yishan in his eyes. "But I didn't expect that the Taoist friends in Yishan already live in the fairyland." The two of them then looked back. Seeing that they had already come out, while the Taoist master Wangjizi in the hall was still sitting in the same seat, tasting the turtledove tofu they brought, with the soup all over his beard, the two men saluted, said goodbye and went back. "My three Taoist friends, please go back to our Fuqiu Temple first. You can stay here for the next few days." Lin Jue said, "Although our Fuqiu Temple is at the outermost part of Yishan Mountain and it is a bit of a detour to go to other Taoist temples, we still have a good meal and wine to treat you three." “Good wine and good food!” The junior sister repeated it with more emphasis. Taoist Qingxuan looked at Taoist Jiang Ning. Taoist Jiang Ning had a calm expression. He stopped and saluted them and said, "Then we'd better obey your orders." Taoist Qing Xuan then said, "Of course!" "Do you three have any dietary restrictions?" "In Qiyun Mountain, we don't eat meat except during the fasting period, but we don't have any other dietary restrictions." "That's good." The three followed them back to Fuqiu Temple. Who would have thought that in this Taoist temple deep in the mountains, the phrase "good wine and good food" was actually not false at all. Not only were there meat and vegetables that tasted great, but a lot of the food was of a style they had never seen outside, and it was different every day for several days, so even if someone was not a greedy person, they would still be very satisfied. It is such a great gift. During these few days, they searched everywhere for temples in the mountains. Except for the Taoist temple of Danding Sect, which was devoted to refining elixirs and ignored the affairs of the world, the Taoist temples of Lingfa Sect all agreed to go down the mountain. After a few days of walking up and down mountains and hills, there were no roads in many places, and my whole body was sore from walking. Fortunately, there is delicious food to comfort us every day. A few days later, early morning. Lin Jue sat in the inner courtyard, facing the skylight, and inlaid a tiny piece of armor for the bean soldiers. The last piece of armor in his hand was small but glittering with gold. In terms of craftsmanship, it was not much different from the real armor. However, since it was a wooden body, the armor did not need to be sewn together, nor was it worn on the body. Instead, it was inlaid on the wooden bean soldier, and the rest was left to the sacrifice. The dango wood is too hard and it is very difficult to embed it. But I finally got it done.
What appeared in his hand was a wooden man covered in armor. His height was less than the palm of his hand. He was already strong, and with the armor on, he looked even more imposing. There was also a small metal knife next to it. The long sword is about half a palm long, which matches the size of the wooden man very well. Lin Jue picked up the small knife, picked up a leaf at random, and cut it lightly with the knife. The leaf was cut off. Then he picked up a petal, which was much softer. With a light cut of the long knife, a corner of it was also cut off smoothly. Compared to armor, the difficulty of making a long sword is no less. The armor is difficult to make because each piece is very small, but in fact, it only needs to be made of uniform thickness. The long sword is also made of spiritual gold. It is so small, but it must be the same proportion as a real long sword, and the center of gravity must be controlled to be able to swing freely and be suitable for slashing. Even if it is a normal-sized long sword, to achieve this, you need an old craftsman who is good at making weapons. Lin Jue doesn't have this ability yet. This was made for him by his lazy third senior brother. The armor, sword and arrowheads just used up all the spiritual gold. If he wanted to make more, he would have to find new ones. Then he hung it around Doubing's waist. Now the last bean soldier is ready. The armor and swords had already been refined. There were three heroes who voluntarily followed Lin Jue: one was an expert in using a knife in the martial arts world, so Lin Jue only equipped him with a short sword in addition to a long knife, for fear that adding something else would affect his performance; one was a hero who had retired from the Northwest Army, who was good at using a shield and a sword, so Lin Jue made a wooden shield and a long sword, and also equipped him with a long sword; one was born a hunter and had good archery skills, so Lin Jue equipped him with a bow and arrow, and also hung a ring-handled long sword behind his waist. This was largely influenced by the third brother—— The third senior brother usually does not carry a sword when he travels around the world. When he needs to use a sword to defend himself, he summons a bean soldier and draws it from his waist with a very graceful movement. Three wooden figures were quickly placed in front of him. "Return to Lingdou and the soldiers to the Great Wall." Lin Jue recited a sentence, and the little man turned into beans. "When the beans fall, the wind starts to blow, and the soldiers and horses appear." The three beans swelled up in the wind, and immediately turned into three tall and strong soldiers wearing armor and holding sharp weapons. Like the third senior brother, they painted their faces with bright red paint, and looked like heavenly soldiers at a temple fair. "call……" This is a complete relief. Only then did Lin Jue realize the magic of his third brother's spell. Although there were only three soldiers and they had not yet formed an army, Lin Jue suddenly felt that his sense of security and confidence had increased a lot. "Thank you all from now on." Then he bowed solemnly, and then chanted the spell: "Return to Lingdou and the soldiers to the Great Wall." The bean soldiers suddenly shrank and turned into three beans on the ground. The sound of sword fighting could be heard faintly from the outer courtyard. The junior sister practices sword skills every day without fail. It just so happens that Taoist Qingxuan has also practiced sword skills for several years. He felt embarrassed to eat and drink for free these days, so he became the junior sister's sparring partner.
I am leaving today, and I am actually going to have a real fight. Lin Jue put away his bean soldiers and went out to see. As soon as I reached the gates of the inner and outer courtyards, I saw two people fighting, and the courtyards and the ground were full of wild flowers. Both of them held blunt iron swords. As soon as he went out, he saw the junior sister take a step forward and stab, which was a common move used by immortals to clear the way, and the sword force was fast and fierce. Taoist Qingxuan seemed to have expected this and stepped back, drawing his sword. There was a sound. But he grimaced and felt his hands numb. Taoist Qingxuan did not relax either, and stabbed the little junior sister's head with the same dragonfly-like move. "when!" The junior sister used the same move as him, swinging her sword to block, but she almost knocked Taoist Qingxuan's sword away. "OK OK……" Taoist Qingxuan called for a halt again and again. If my palms were numb from pulling away her sword just now, I could hardly hold the sword steady after being hit by her now. Even if I stopped now, I could still feel my hands shaking. The two have similar skills, but a big difference in strength. To put it bluntly, Taoist Qingxuan is just an ordinary Taoist priest. His martial arts skills are slightly better than those of ordinary people, but much worse than those of the people living down the mountain. "Fellow Daoist Qingyao, with your sword skills, you should be able to travel the world." Taoist Qingxuan said, and reminded, "However, there are many experts in the world down the mountain. They are the ones who are good at fighting and risking their lives. Moreover, many times the killing intent is not in the open, but hidden in the dark. It is not resolved by sword skills, but by experience in the world, so you can't slack off." "Thank you, Brother Dao." "We should thank you, fellow Taoist." After Taoist Qingxuan finished speaking, he put down his sword, turned around and saw Lin Jue. He asked Lin Jue to take him to the inner courtyard to say goodbye to his master and many senior brothers. Then the three of them went down the mountain and returned to Qiyun Mountain. Lin Jue saw them off and then picked up the broom. The yard is covered with flower petals, brought by the breeze and having accumulated for half the spring. Now that the flower season is almost over, it is time to clean up. (End of this chapter)