Yan Xiangnuan was naturally curious about Longjing, a sacred well that existed only in legendary stories.
Facing the inquiry, Xuan Mo shook his head: "It is said that he flew away."
Although he grew up here, he also knew something about this Longjing that has been clear for decades, and this Longjing also provided many disciples of Xuanmen with water. convenience.
After all, this Dragon Well has a large area and is clear all year round.
It will not freeze even if it snows in the cold winter months.
The water in the Dragon Well is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the taste is very sweet.
Furthermore, this Dragon Well looks like it has been around for many years.
Historically, this Xuanmen place is also called Longjing Grottoes.
The surrounding mountains and cliffs are also very lush, forming a great and excellent geomantic omen.
It is an excellent place for Xuanmen to be built here.
"Fly away, why?"
Yan Xiangnuan was very confused.
Even looking at it now, this well is an excellent dragon well.
Whether it is a dragon or a variety of spiritual things, it is definitely not easy to find such a suitable treasure place to practice.
How can you give up so easily?
Leaving Xuan Mo's expression was a little tangled when faced with Yan Xiangnuan's inquiry.
"Senior brother" Yan Xiangnuan knew what senior brother Xuan Mo should know.
Xuan Mo looked at Yan Xiangnuan's curious expression and was wondering whether to tell Yan Xiangnuan.
Not far away, there happened to be a Xuanmen disciple wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe and carrying two buckets, as if he wanted to fetch water.
"You."
Xuan Mo immediately pointed at the Xuanmen disciple.
"Uncle Master, you are finally back.
The leader has been talking about you a lot recently."
The disciple seemed to know Xuan Mo.
After all, Xuan Mo had grown up in Xuanmen before, and he immediately came forward excitedly.
"Tell her the story of Longjing."
Xuan Mo hummed, pointed at him and asked.
Yan Xiangnuan looked at Xuan Mo, and then at the Xuanmen disciple.
He had a vague idea of what Xuan Mo was struggling with just now.
He probably wanted to tell a story because he was a man of few words, and it was too difficult for him.
"Ah" the Xuanmen disciple was very surprised.
Seeing Yan Xiangnuan, he was first shocked by Yan Xiangnuan's appearance, and then he wondered about Yan Xiangnuan's identity.
Then under Xuan Mo's eyes, he understood Clear your throat and speak.
"It's like this.
This Dragon Well has a history of thousands of years.
There used to be a golden dragon living in the well.
But just a few hundred years ago, there was a drought for hundreds of miles around.
For three years, the people were in dire straits and had no food.
In order to survive, many people tree The bark, tree roots, and Guanyin soil were eaten.
At that time, a general who was sent out happened to pass by.
He heard that there was a dragon well here, and there was a dragon in the dragon well.
After careful consideration, the general decided to pray for the dragon and rain. " The Xuanmen disciple said with great emotion.
Yan Xiangnuan also listened with great interest.
"Then what?"
Yan Xiangnuan continued to ask with great interest.
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A normal general can be said to be a dragon or a phoenix among men.
In this case, if the other party sincerely begs the dragon for rain, it should be possible, so why would the dragon abandon the well?
"There is a popular saying among the people: ask the dragon to throw a silver needle, and ask the phoenix to make a candle."
The Xuanmen disciple looked around the Longjing before speaking.
The dragon is afraid of sharp objects, especially silver needles, and the phoenix is afraid of fireworks, especially candlelight.
These all have allusions.
"Yeah."
Yan Xiangnuan had vaguely heard of such a sentence, so he nodded slowly, but he didn't take it seriously.
He just felt that it was just some weird folk trick to deceive people.
But since meeting Xiao Qing, Yan Xiangnuan knew that these sayings were most likely true.
"In order to pray for rain for everyone, the general ordered someone to inject a pack of silver needles.
He was a general and had the protection of heaven.
Everyone knew that it was difficult to pray for rain from a dragon.
Mortals could not even witness the majesty of the dragon with their own eyes.
Therefore, the general decided to pray to the dragon for rain in person.
He ordered his soldiers to wait in the village below, while he came here with a silver needle to pray for the dragon."
The Xuanmen disciple said and gestured in the direction of Longjing.
Yan Xiangnuan also silently walked closer, staring at the clear well water.
He found that the well was bottomless, and then looked back at the Xuanmen disciples.
The Xuanmen disciple knew at a glance that this was a signal for him to continue speaking, and immediately spoke: "The general held the silver needle in his hand and sprinkled the silver needle into the Longjing.
Dragons are most afraid of silver needles.
Although the feng shui of this Longjing is good, it can As soon as the bag of silver needles fell into the Longjing, the well The golden dragon flew up, and the golden dragon soared out of the well.
The sound was loud, and the roar of the dragon was deafening.
At the same time, a storm was about to come, and among the lightning and thunder, hailstones as big as an adult's fist fell violently.
As soon as the general saw it, When the dragon appears, he wants to escape.
But they found that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, they were crushed to death by hail falling from the sky.
The golden dragon caused lightning and thunder, and a violent storm washed the surrounding villages.
Although it saved the three-year drought , but the general As a result, he was punished by the gods and died.
Then the dragon circled around the dragon well, let out a harsh dragon roar, and then flew away.
From then on, the dragon well was abandoned, and no trace of the dragon was seen again. " He said with a sigh in his tone.
Xuan Mo stood by quietly, looking at Yan Xiangnuan's curious expression.
He had no expression during the whole process and had a cold attitude.
But after Yan Xiangnuan heard this story, he also found it interesting and his eyes wandered around: "These bumpy places were all caused by the hail."
As a person in metaphysics, Yan Xiangnuan knew that praying for a dragon could indeed bring rain, but ordinary people could not see the dragon.
Many feudal people even said that only those with great luck could see the dragon.
This This is also the reason why the general decided to pray for rain.
He was probably too confident in his ability as a general.
You must know that at that time, a general was a very incredible existence.
It was reasonable for him to be pretentious, but he was ultimately unsatisfactory and actually used a silver needle to pray for rain.
Dragons have a natural resistance to sharp objects.
It is normal for those silver needles to be spilled into the dragon well as if they were stabbed into the dragon's body.
It would cause such huge consequences.
"Yeah."
Xuan Mo nodded.
"It's quite interesting."
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Yan Xiangnuan said.
"Yes."
Xuanmen's disciples nodded in agreement.
Xuan Mo then looked at Yan Xiangnuan and motioned Yan Xiangnuan to move forward: "Let's go" "Thank you, let's take a step first."
Yan Xiangnuan listened to the story at least, and he didn't turn his back on the person after hearing it, so he smiled and was polite to the Xuanmen disciple.
"Master, uncle, walk slowly."
The Xuanmen disciple spoke respectfully.
Yan Xiangnuan and Xuan Mo walked into Xuanmen.
On the way, they couldn't help raising their hands and tapping Xiao Qing, who was hovering on her wrist: "Xiao Qing, do you want to go to Longjing to find out what's going on?
Maybe you can find it."
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