On the Hanging Mountain, Sun Jian, who had come down the mountain with a sword to slay demons and monsters, went up the mountain again, accompanied by Mrs. Hu who looked curious.
In their early years, the mother and son had lived at the foot of the Wuyi Mountains. Later, a Taoist from Xuankong Mountain traveled around the world and discovered that Sun Jian had an extremely strong talent for cultivation, so he took Sun Jian to the mountains to practice.
Sun Jian originally wanted to take his mother up the mountain with him, but although he was very talented at that time, he was not accepted as a disciple of Xuankong Mountain, so he had no way to take his mother to Xuankong Mountain directly, and he could only leave behind a jade pendant.
Well, some time ago, the magic on the jade pendant suddenly collapsed. Sun Jian was disturbed and went down the mountain to Wuyi Mountain. Only then did he find out that his mother was targeted by a mountain lion at the foot of Wuyi Mountain and almost died in the mountain.
If he hadn't been rescued by a chivalrous man, he would have almost died in the mountains.
Feeling both relieved and frightened, he returned to Hanging Mountain with his mother.
With his current status, it is not a big problem for him to bring his family to Xuankong Mountain.
He didn't want his mother to stay in that area of Wuyi Mountains, although after this incident, he swept the entire area of Wuyi Mountains and found no demons, only a few caves left by demons.
It seemed that all those demons were killed by the chivalrous figure of Buddhist heritage who had done justice that day. But even though this area was temporarily safe, Sun Jian still didn't want his mother to continue staying at the foot of the mountain.
Having had an accident once, he doesn't expect someone to come to the rescue every time.
He had even seen the head of the tiger at the foot of the Wuyi Mountains. Now he might not even be a match for that tiger, not to mention that there were still many monsters in the mountains.
Therefore, he specially brought his mother to the Hanging Mountain and lived in the relevant area.
He felt extremely grateful to the young hero who had taken action, but unfortunately he had waited in that area for several days without making any significant discoveries.
He could only let his mother dictate and paint a portrait of the young man. If he were to travel the world in the future and meet his fellow disciples from Xuankong Mountain, he would repay them if he met them.
Sun Jian also had some knowledge of these knights who roamed the world.
There are also brothers and sisters coming down from Xuankong Mountain all year round to do justice and slay demons and monsters. These people often leave their deeds in various places and do not seek much reward.
But Sun Jian didn't care whether he cared about the reward or not. He would definitely give him the reward anyway.
That unknown person who was suspected to be a Buddhist had given him such great help, he must repay him, and this kindness must not just remain in words.
"Junior Brother Sun, I will take care of Madam Hu's affairs. You should report the relevant matters to the elders."
A Taoist priest who was specifically responsible for secular matters came over and took away the documents related to Mrs. Hu.
Sun Jian brought his mother here to let her live in Xuankong Mountain.
But it was not that he had no name or status, but that all his identity documents had to be moved to Kyoto, and from then on he became a person of Kyoto. Therefore, the procedures were cumbersome and quite complicated.
This was the rule established by Taizu back then. Sects that did not abide by the rules were basically beaten, just to implement the relevant laws of Daxia.
Now, hundreds of years later, most areas of the world have returned to their previous state. It is still difficult for people from all over the world to migrate and settle down, but it will be very easy if there are people related to the sect in charge. We can only say that history is a cycle.
Given Xuankong Mountain's status and position, it wouldn't matter if they didn't do these things, but Xuankong Mountain is relatively conservative and was a staunch monarchist back then.
Although it is just a simple process now, Xuankongshan will still follow it and take the trip.
Sun Jian nodded and looked up at the main peak that was floating above the sky and had already sunk into the clouds.
From time to time, people would fly on swords on the mountain tops, crossing the sky, creating a fairy-like scene.
Sun Jian climbed up the steps one by one and soon disappeared into the clouds. While climbing, he turned his head to look down at the top of the mountain. A city like Kyoto still looked magnificent in his eyes.
The countless people walking on the land of Kyoto looked like ants in his eyes, or even more like tiny dots.
Living here for a long time, one’s mind becomes open and one’s artistic conception becomes broad, which naturally cultivates an extraordinary temperament.
It seems like this place is not in the human world, but in heaven.
The experience of walking in the human world seems like an illusion, so unreal, only this mountain that is always suspended above the sky seems so magnificent.
"It's very strange. It makes people feel so emotional. It's like they're in a fairyland, isn't it?"
The elder's steady and powerful voice suddenly rang in my ears.
Sun Jian nodded, then shook his head.
"No matter how much this place resembles a fairyland, I am still a human being. I am not a fairy yet, and I will never be one."
Thinking about how I quickly used the formation to move from Kyoto to Jiangnan West Road, and the various scenes I saw along the way, the people in the Apple world were wearing tattered clothes, some even with patches on their clothes.
Deceitful businessmen, a dark and inhumane officialdom, a land where demons roam everywhere, and a hanging mountain above the sky with Ganoderma lucidum and magical herbs everywhere, always shrouded in clouds and mist, looks so quiet and natural that makes people want to stay on this mountain forever and not want to go down.
Sun Jian would occasionally have such thoughts, but he would quickly suppress them.
He remembered the crowds of people selling their children on the road, the dry bones of people who had starved to death and were carried away by wild dogs on the roadside, and his uncle named Sun Hao, who was partly related to him by blood in the Wuyi Mountains at that time.
"Didn't you bring your mother here too?"
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