Help, the male protagonist wants to attack me

They have not been idle in the past two days. They found out that there is indeed a temple called Lingzhong Temple on Muxia Mountain.

"Strange, why don't even the locals know about it." An Siyuan was puzzled, even if it was a deserted temple, there should be some legends.

"It seems that this temple may have been deserted for more than a hundred years." Ye Zhiqian was also a little confused, "If the clues are wrong, then we..."

If they look in the wrong direction, then Ye Zhiqianbian really can't wait anymore, An Siyuan's heart tightened, he looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky and gritted his teeth,

"No! There are so many clues pointing to this place, even if there is no clue, I still have to look for it. It's not a waste of time."

"It's also a temple on Mount Muxia. Someone may know about Lingzhong Temple, but promise me." Ye Zhiqian looked at him, "If no one knows about Lingzhong Temple, how about we stop taking risks?"

An Siyuan was noncommittal, Ye Zhiqian knew what he was thinking and continued, "Actually, it's not that I can't suppress it at all, it just takes a little effort."

"Really?" An Siyuan looked at him, "Don't lie to me."

"Do you see when I lied to you?"

"Okay... I can barely believe you." An Siyuan said, "We will follow the plan, regardless of whether he has Tianchi Temple, even if he can't find the sword technique this time, he will take Cheng Kang into it."

Five days later, it was sunny and the temperature had risen slightly, so there was some warmth in his body. Cheng Kang also arrived as scheduled. He looked as usual, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were occasionally dazed, but he was extremely excited.

An Siyuan and the two of them knew very well that it was because their true qi had begun to become disordered,

"Uncle, you have to follow us well."

"Don't delay any longer, let's go!" Cheng Kang was very impatient. He was so hungry for sword skills these days that he almost smashed the booklet, and couldn't wait to see the complete sword skills.

With Chengkang around, the two of them just walked dully and stopped chatting. The road up the mountain was not steep at the beginning. If it was an hour in summer, you could reach Lingzhong Temple, but after two days of snow, it was a bit slippery, enough It took two hours to arrive.

Knocking on the door of the temple, even the monks in the temple were surprised to see that there were people going up the mountain again at this time, and hurriedly invited them into the meditation room to rest.

The head monk in the temple prepared a fast meal for them, "How could the benefactor go up the mountain at this time?"

"We just have some unfulfilled wishes, and we must go up."

"The benefactor is from out of town. This Muxia Mountain is a deep mountain when it comes to us. If it is not winter, some hunters will go up, but now that the mountain is covered by heavy snow, even gods can't go up." The monk said earnestly. Persuasively, Cheng Kang took a few mouthfuls of food and was too lazy to listen any more. Holding the booklet, he went to practice again. Seeing that the time had come, Ye Zhiqian asked,

"I don't know if Master knows if there is a temple on this mountain?"

Hearing his question, the monk showed a puzzled expression, "I have practiced in the temple for 30 years, and I have never heard that there is a temple in the Sunset Mountain."

"Isn't there even a legend?" An Siyuan asked again without giving up.

The monk thought for a while, then shook his head again, "It's true."

An Siyuan was extremely disappointed. What he was most worried about happened. The moment the monk shook his head, he almost felt that he was going to collapse, but he continued with a trembling voice,

"Master, please think again."

As if sensing his emotions, the monk couldn't bear to refuse any more, "Although I don't know, the abbot is over a hundred years old, maybe you can ask?"

An Siyuan immediately stood up when he heard the words, and asked eagerly, "Can I go now?"

Ye Zhiqian hurriedly pulled An Siyuan first, and then made a Buddhist salute to the monk with his hands clasped together, "I wonder if the abbot is convenient now, we do have something very important to ask."

Although the monk felt that Cheng Kangjue looked very strange, but the two were very kind, so he really took them to the abbot's room and asked them to wait outside. After a long time of burning incense, the door opened again.

"Two benefactors, please come in."

The two entered the meditation room cautiously, and saw a statue of Avalokitesvara in the middle of the room. An old monk was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his back facing them.

Although their backs were turned, the two still saluted respectfully,

"Meet the abbot master."

"You are looking for the temple in the mountains?" the abbot said in a very slow tone.

"Exactly, I don't know if the abbot knows that there is a Tianchi Temple on Muxia Mountain?" Ye Zhiqian asked.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped.

"You actually know Tianchi Temple?"

This simple sentence set off a burst of ecstasy in the hearts of the two of them. An Siyuan tried his best to calm himself down,

"Does the abbot know where Tianchi Temple is?"

After a while of silence over there, the abbot was about to stand up, Ye Zhiqian hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and only then did he see the abbot's face, only to see that his face was extremely old, and even his eyes were cloudy like a layer of fog. Yu Chengzi seems to be much older than him,

"I thought that no one in this world would know the existence of Tianchi Temple." The abbot slowly looked at the invisible sword that Ye Zhiqian had been carrying on his back, "Has this sword not been destroyed by Tan Zong?"

As soon as this remark came out, both of them were shocked.

"You actually know Tan Zong?" An Siyuan didn't dare to guess how old the old monk in front of him was.

The abbot seemed to have remembered something, and his face full of gullies seemed to be smiling, "I told him to destroy it, and he agreed, but I knew he was reluctant." He looked at Ye Zhiqian carefully, "It seems like A nice one."

An Siyuan knelt down immediately after hearing the words, "Master, please be merciful, the sword technique he practiced is not complete, and his life is in danger."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that at this moment, if I go up the mountain, I'm afraid there will be no return."

"I'm afraid he won't survive until the snow melts..."

After a long time, the abbot sighed, "Everything is fate."

It turns out that after crossing the top of the snow-capped mountain, there is a deep pool named Tianchi, and Tianchi Temple was built on the east side of Tianchi.

Sure enough, as the poem says, from Lingzhong Temple, you will continue to go up to a place called Juxian Pavilion, which is the highest place that ordinary people can reach, and then it is "nearly climbing the South Dou [-] Renmin, and going straight down to the east". Lin Shiba Pan", just by looking at the poem, one can know how difficult the road will be, but since there was a temple in it, there is indeed an ancient road.

On the second day, the three of them were wrapped tightly and left Lingzhong Temple with almost only a pair of eyes exposed. The mountain road was difficult, and they hardly spoke along the way in order to preserve their strength. After the heavy snow, the sunset mountain was completely silent , I could only hear the creaking of the snow and my own breathing. After walking for an hour and a half, I finally saw a simple pavilion at the end of the mountain road, and the word "Ju" was barely discernible on the plaque. .

"It should be Juxian Pavilion." Ye Zhiqian was not tired or out of breath, but when he heard that An Siyuan's breathing was heavier than usual, "Let's take a rest."

An Siyuan nodded and entered the pavilion together with him, but seeing Cheng Kang still standing on the steps in a daze, he tentatively called out,

"Uncle Master?"

Cheng Kang remained fixed on the spot as if he hadn't heard, his eyes were staring straight ahead, his face was flushed, there was still a faint mist floating on his body, and his body temperature seemed to be very high.

Ye Zhiqian and An Siyuan exchanged glances, An Siyuan backed away from the Juxian Pavilion, and Ye Zhiqian concentrated his energy, staring at Cheng Kang, the sword slowly unsheathed, Ye Zhiqian had already quietly approached him.

But at the moment when he raised his breath and was about to draw his sword, Cheng Kang's eyes suddenly became focused, Ye knew that Qian Qian's sword had been sheathed in a blink of an eye, concealing the aura of tension all over his body.

"It's here." Ye Zhiqian said in a relaxed tone, as if he came here to call Chengkang. Chengkang seemed to have lost his memory just now, and looked up at the plaque.

"Ju...is it really Juxian Pavilion?"

"Yes, Master Uncle, it seems that the poem is right, we have indeed found the right place." An Siyuan also looked as if he had just discovered it, "It's really difficult to get on the road here, let's go here first Get some rest and get ready to go.”

Cheng Kang entered the pavilion, drank two sips of water and practiced again. He didn't want to waste any time. He had already tasted the sweetness of the mental method. In Cheng Kang's view, it was such a difficult and hard journey. Not only did he not feel hard, even the cold I can't feel it, but I don't know that the more this happens, the more the disorder of true energy will be accelerated.

An Siyuan and Ye Zhiqian let him go to practice, stood side by side in the pavilion and looked up. There was the poem "Climbing to the South Dou Qiqianren". There are no ancient roads to be seen at all.

"What are you dawdling here, go!" Cheng Kang couldn't go on practicing, he seemed to feel that there was a voice urging him to hurry up, and he couldn't hold back and started to walk up.

"It's really dangerous if you go further up, be careful." Ye Zhiqian urged, An Siyuan nodded and winked back, and they once again found that someone was following behind, but they really couldn't figure out who it could be ,

"The ones who come later are not good." Ye Zhiqian said in a low voice.

"Whoever he is, he will be overwhelmed when he goes to Mount Sunset, and we don't care about him."

Seeing that Cheng Kang had walked more than ten meters away, the two quickly followed. If the mountain was not covered with snow, they should be able to find the ancient road quickly, but now they are surrounded by a vast expanse, and if they wander around, they will soon lose their way.

The two carefully explored the way with long sticks, and carefully searched for the starting point mentioned by the host, but when they were looking for it wholeheartedly, Cheng Kang disappeared.

An Siyuan was overjoyed in his heart, if Cheng Kang lost his way like this, everything would be fine, but God failed, Cheng Kang not only found it again, but also told them that they found a stone tablet, An Siyuan exchanged a helpless look with each other, This is probably fate, Cheng Kang's existence is not useless.

Only half of the stele is broken, and the writing on it has long been blurred, but according to the description of the abbot, it should be correct. They went forward to inquire, and they found a narrow path that had been briefly repaired but is now in dilapidated condition. But when he saw the way, he let go of the stone in his heart. At this time, Cheng Kang was not as impatient as before, but threatened to let the two of them go first.

The three of them walked forward with difficulty, and at this time a figure appeared in the Juxian Pavilion, looking at the traces they had walked.