V11.C1 (1/2)

On the beautiful mountain and under the bamboo forest, Yu Zhibo Xuan holds the bamboo, and his head is dizzy.

How did you appear in this place after a nap?

”Watching chess, Ke Lang, cutting wood, Ding Ding When they meet, they will not be immortals, that is to say, they will sit still and talk about Huangting. ”

Yu Zhibo Xuan heard the singing below, and felt that the song seemed familiar.

With full of doubts, Yu Zhi Bo Xuan followed the sound.

A woodcutter was cutting wood with an ax. He sang the song just now.

Yu Zhibo was stunned for a moment. He felt that the scene seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

”Where is this, brother?”

The woodcutter dropped his axe and saluted Yu Zhibo Xuan: ”Hello, little brother. This is Xiniu Hezhou, and Fangcun mountain of Lingtai.”

Lingtai Fangcun mountain!

Yu Zhibo Xuan was shocked and looked at the woodcutter again. He remembered that when he read journey to the west, Sun Wukong came to Fangcun mountain in Lingtai. Wasn't there a woodcutter singing? Is this the man?

”I don't know if sun Dasheng has come. If he does, I'll have to make friends with him, and I'll learn to be a master of nabuthi! Hee hee. ” Yu Zhi Bo Xuan thought in his heart.

”Little brother, you're not a local either. You should come to learn from your teacher?” The woodcutter saw that Yu Zhibo Xuan's face was happy, so he asked.

”It's just that I came here not far away from thousands of miles after thousands of risks, just to worship guru xubodhi as my teacher.”

The woodcutter laughed and pointed to the front: ”little brother, you can go south for seven or eight miles along the path. I wish you a long way.”

”Thank you for your guidance. I will repay you in the future.” Yu Zhibo answers the question like a woodcutter and then goes down the path.

The woodcutter waited for Yu Zhibo Xuan to walk away. He looked back and said with a smile: ”ordinary people can't see me in this Lingtai mountain. This boy, ha ha, interesting, interesting.”

There are thousands of old cypress trees in front of the gate of the cave, and there is a large bamboo forest beside it. At this time, a light drizzle is coming. From time to time, cranes call from the trees. Sometimes there are phoenix flying in the high air, with colorful feathers.

”What a paradise, a paradise. ”Yu Zhi Bo Xuan used to read in books, but now he comes in person. It's really extraordinary. It's really a fairyland.

Take a look at the stone tablet beside the gate: Lingtai Fangcun mountain, xieyue Sanxing cave. Yu Zhibo Xuan knocked at the door.

”Come in, master. I've been waiting for you for a while.” A little boy stretched out his head and looked at Yu Zhi Bo Xuan.

Yuzhi Boxuan was very happy. It seemed that xubodhi wanted to accept himself as a disciple.

Entering the cave, through the layers of Qionglou, one after another of the palace, came to the quiet Yao Tai. There was an old man with white hair, wearing a gray robe and holding the floating dust. There were many fairy servants standing beside him.

”Yes, master.” Yu Zhibo Xuan saluted.

Xubodhi opened his eyes and stared at Yuzhi Boxuan for a long time without speaking.