Chapter 36 Going up the mountain
Tao Ji was muttering, "There are so many apricots, we have to hide some of them. Miaohe doesn't know how to be moderate, don't eat too much and get an upset stomach."

Xuanmiao walked at the end and looked at Pan Jun, who was walking among them, carrying a backpack and walking silently.

Speaking of which, she is younger than Miaohe and is also a child.

Xuanmiao's heart softened, and she reached out and pulled out a cloth bag filled with medicinal herbs from her backpack.

Pan Yun turned back.

Xuan Miao said expressionlessly, "I'll get it."

Pan Jun glanced at the cloth bag she had taken away and said nothing.

The things that Tao Ji and Xuan Miao carried were not light, especially Tao Ji. He basically put all the heavy things in his backpack.

We walked up the mountain path, once entering the mountain, then walking out, and walking up along the edge of the mountain. Unknowingly, the sun in the sky was blocked, the sky became overcast, and there was even a faint sign of rain.

The wind blew in the mountains, making the trees rustle. Clouds and mist came from nowhere and rolled upwards in the direction of the wind...

The air was filled with mist, and Pan Jun felt relaxed and happy, and his martial arts skills began to work involuntarily.

The black cat lying on her shoulder couldn't help but raise its head and meow towards the valley beside it, "The spiritual energy here is so rich."

Pan Yun also felt that this wave was not a loss after all.

He jumped into Pan Yun's backpack and lay down, stretching his limbs comfortably, muttering: "You should have found a place like this to practice a long time ago. You have the memory of your past life. If you had found a place like this to practice when you were born, you would have been so powerful."

Pan Yun: [Did I crawl from the capital to Mount Sanqing naked when I was born? Did I cultivate an indestructible body? I don’t need to eat or drink, I just open my mouth to the northwest and let in the wind and I can survive? ]

The black cat fell silent immediately.

After a while, he reviewed the situation in his mind before bringing up the topic again, "What about when you grow up? Your health is not good. When you grow up and can talk, you can talk to your parents and ask them to become a monk and practice Taoism. It doesn't have to be Sanqing Mountain. Since there is a good place like Sanqing Mountain in the world, there must be other blessed places.

Maybe there is one in Beijing. I think you are just too lazy and too attached to your family."

Pan Yun sneered: [Why should I work so hard? You have eaten up all my spiritual energy in the past eight years, and I have nothing to gain. Should I be an orphan? I was an orphan in my previous life, and now I have both parents. Why should I take the initiative to be an orphan? ]

The black cat didn't dare to speak again.

Tao Ji turned around suddenly, shrank his neck and asked, "Why are you sneering?"

Xuan Miao, who was following behind them, stared at Pan Yun and the black cat thoughtfully, and said to Tao Ji: "Let's go quickly, it gets dark quickly in the mountains."

"Oh." Tao Ji looked back at Pan Yun several times, and when he saw that she had returned to normal, he stopped paying attention to her.

His steps were light, and although he was climbing the mountain with a heavy load on his back, it seemed like it was effortless.

As the three people walked higher and higher, the clouds became thicker and thicker, and dewdrops and water droplets formed on the hair and bodies of the three people.

Pan Jun followed Tao Ji closely, but could only see his hazy back, which showed how thick the fog was.

In the dimness, Tao Ji suddenly coughed and sang, "That - the mountain walker -"

Pan Yun was startled by his sudden voice, and then he continued to sing: "The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist..."

The sound hit the huge rock beside him, bounced back up the mountain, passed through the moss, grass and pine trees rooted in the rock, and then echoed throughout the valley.

"How many people practice cultivation in the land of clouds and mist? It takes a hundred years to open up the mountains and spread the teachings. ..."

The voice fell back on Pan Yun, lingering around her body. The spiritual energy in her body suddenly increased, not only from her mouth and nose, but also her hands, neck, and all the pores on her body opened up, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy floating around her body.

Tao Ji sang in a soothing and peaceful tone: "When the merit is fulfilled and the spirit is far away, return to the true path——"

The spiritual energy flowed slowly through her Niwan Palace, leaving one-fiftieth of the spiritual realm and then sinking into her Dantian along the route of the small circulation. The fatigue from climbing the mountain disappeared, and her slightly fast heart rate calmed down. When she came to her senses, she found herself on the mountainside near the top of the mountain.

She stopped in surprise and looked down.

How could she walk so far in just one song?

Xuanmiao stopped and waited for her, not rushing her, but waiting for her to slowly gain understanding.

Pan Yun had never seen such a spell that could help people shrink the distance without them knowing it, and it could also... help people practice.

She asked Pan Xiaohei, who had lived longer, "Is this shrinking the earth into an inch?"

Pan Xiaohei said: [It is of the same type.]

Pan Jun was confused, [sing?]

This was completely different from the magic she knew.

Pan Xiaohei said: "Fool, the one who cast the spell on you was not Tao Ji, but God."

Pan Jun's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but say, "God?"

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Tao Ji, who was standing in front of them, saw them standing there without moving, so he turned around and called out, "Hurry up, the Sanqing Temple is in front."

Pan Jun grabbed the straps of the backpack and trotted after him, "Brother Tao, please sing the song again."

Tao Ji said proudly: "It sounds good, right? I sing this song the best."

"It sounds good, it sounds good. Please teach me. I want to sing it too."

Xuanmiao followed silently. The road ahead was getting wider and wider, and there was still room for two people to walk side by side. Pan Yun squeezed in and walked side by side with Tao Ji. Tao Ji carried him to the inside, and he walked on the side of the mountain. "You actually like to sing. I will teach you when we get back to the Taoist temple."

"Can't you teach while walking?" Pan Yun said, "Walking only strains your legs, not your mouth."

Tao Ji: "I'm afraid you won't remember it."

"I have a good memory."

It was the first time that Pan Yun was so nice to him. Tao Ji didn't want to reject her all the time, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you from the first sentence."

Xuan Miao followed the two of them silently, listening to Tao Ji teaching Pan Yun over and over again. She turned her head to look at the valley where there was no sound at all.

Pan Yun learned it twice and sang it once himself, but there was no change, and the spiritual energy in his body did not increase. He felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw in his heart, "Brother Tao, why do I feel mysterious and my cultivation has doubled when you sing this song?"

Tao Ji laughed, stopped and bowed to all directions before saying, "Because the mountain god likes it."

Pan Yun: "Mountain God?"

"Yes, Mountain God, let's go, we have arrived at the Taoist temple."

Pan Yun looked up and saw a flat area a little higher in front of him. A building was faintly emerging from behind the thick fog. When he got closer, he saw that it was a Taoist temple made of stone.

The Taoist temple has two floors. There are incense sticks in the incense burner in the front, but they are only half burned. She wanted to ask more about the mountain god when she saw a person rushing out of the temple and rushing towards Tao Ji like a small cannonball.

Tao Ji put his finger on her forehead, stopped her and scolded her, "Why are you running?"

Pan Jun recognized her at a glance. This must be Miao He, because she was really chubby, with baby fat on her face and a sturdy figure. She stared at them with a pair of big, shining eyes, and her face was full of desire. "Master, did you bring me something delicious?"

Tao Ji responded helplessly, "I brought it. You meet your uncle first."

Miao He immediately stood up, put on a stern face and saluted Xuan Miao, "Uncle Master."

Xuanmiao nodded and asked, "Where is your master uncle?"

"Behind!" Miao He saw Pan Yun standing beside him, his eyes full of curiosity, "Master, who is this?"

Tao Ji didn't know how to introduce Pan Yun for a moment. Although he asked her to call him uncle-master along the way, becoming a disciple really requires mutual consent.

Neither her junior sister nor she seemed willing.

Then... "This is the new sister in the temple. She is younger than you. You must take good care of her."

Miaohe nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

She came up and held Pan Yun's hand, "Junior sister, you live with me. Come, I'll help you get it."

After saying that, he enthusiastically helped her take off the backpack, and turned sideways to meet the eyes of the black cat in the backpack.

She suddenly became quiet, her mouth slightly open, and after a long time she slowly and softly said "Wow", let go of the backpack, and carefully tried to pick up the black cat.

"Meow——" Pan Xiaohei leaped directly to the ground. After stretching his body, he swaggered towards the Taoist temple.

Miaohe ran after it, "Cat——"

Tao Ji wanted to stop her, but that was Pan Yun's treasure, and she would not let anyone else touch it except him and Xuan Miao.

Pan Yun didn't care. He pulled Tao Ji aside and asked, "Brother Tao, is the mountain god you mentioned a real mountain god?"

"It's a real mountain god," Tao Ji was a little confused, "We are right here in the mountains, is there anything that dares to pretend to be a mountain god?"

"No..." Pan Jun blushed, and after a moment's deliberation, he asked, "Are there really gods in this world?"

Tao Ji: "...You are a Taoist, you ask if there is a god? If there is no god, how do you draw your talismans and how do you use them?"

"That is the result of concentrating spiritual power..."

"No," Tao Ji said seriously, "That's asking for divine power.

"Whether it's a talisman or a scroll, they can be effective only because they have divine power. Qi only has a form but no spirit. What's the use of your so-called spiritual power condensed on it?"

He looked at Xuan Miao who was standing beside him, "Junior sister, you are best at talismans, this child has gone astray, you have to teach her."

Xuanmiao had discovered it long ago, so when they were at Prince Zhou's Palace, he advised her not to practice, and to wait until they returned to Sanqing Temple to decide everything.

Because she also couldn't understand her martial arts, she just hoped that the senior brother could help her solve the problem.

"There is a long way to go, let's go find the senior brother first."

Their eldest brother was sitting on a rock in the backyard with a basin in his hand, enjoying the sea of ​​clouds and eating.

Seeing Tao Ji and Xuan Miao leading a child over, he waved happily, "You two are back? Is this the Pan family's child?"

He looked Pan Yun up and down, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he said "Huh", becoming more serious, "How come this kid is so young, he has such a high level of cultivation?"

Tao Ji said: "Big Brother, she is very powerful. She can also use the spell of hiding in the plum tree and the formation. But I don't know who she learned the skills from. It feels weird, as if she practiced the wrong way."

He laughed, stroked his beard and said, "I think she has a good character. Even if her technique has flaws, it won't go wrong if she practices it."

Pan Yun immediately took a liking to him and bowed directly: "Master."

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 1, as evidenced by the screenshot. The deadline is before the next chapter update.
　　
　
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