Chapter Thirty-Five: Red Fruit

  Gao Feng suddenly raised his head, that senior was profound and humorous, but the meaning of this sentence seemed to be that he didn't know what his own surname was. He raised his head and glanced at the other side, but this glance had some other thoughts. Gao Feng thought about whether he could still see the woman's figure, the tempting figure when she left last time.

  "It should be Hu surname, maybe it's called Hu Jiu...... Then what's the trouble, you call me Hu Senior!"

  It's really hard to remember, this senior himself said it was annoying, Gao Feng only saw the vague shadows in the forest, thinking of so many questions, and hurriedly calmed down to ask:

  "Hu, senior, I'm being presumptuous and asking a question, where exactly is this mountain located, and what mountain is it?"

  "What is it that Yamamoto-san doesn't know? It's just a mountain! As for where it is, it's in your heart!"

  Gao Feng was taken aback, and then he looked up with a stunned expression. This answer was too mysterious. What did it mean to be in one's heart? He asked back, looking at him like that.

  "Don't you know? This thing has been hanging on your family's chest for hundreds of years, I thought you knew?"

  It's hard to say that the jade pendant, Gao Feng reacted, but the jade pendant was only half a finger long, how could such a small thing hold such a huge mountain, let alone this mountain, even if it was the fruit he picked himself, it would be much bigger than the jade pendant.

  "Senior, isn't that jade pendant so small?"

  "That's what you think is small, great magical power, great divine ability, one grain of sand, one world, Mount Sumeru in the space of an inch, this jade pendant isn't small, I also know that even smaller things can hold a whole heaven and earth inside?"

  So small, so big, how to get in and out, how to take things, Gao Feng thought about it all a bit confused, but then thought that there are too many inexplicable things in this world, just because one can't imagine it oneself doesn't mean others can't do it with great magical powers and divine abilities, so what kind of legendary wonder is it that can actually do it?

  "This mountain... this mountain..., what's wrong with my brain, I've forgotten so many things..."

  Senior Hu Jiu was muttering to himself there, seemingly very confused. Gao Feng, however, seemed to have understood a key point and blurted out:

  "Hu Qianbei, you said this in your heart, could it be that you're saying it's on the tip of my tongue?"

  "You think it's what... uh... can't say that now either."

  This time entering the mountain, he asked many questions, but his seniors were all evasive, however, Gao Feng's heart was filled with excitement. He had always thought that this mountain was somewhere in the world, or even possibly outside of it, not a place within the mortal realm. So Gao Feng was very anxious, not knowing how many times he could enter the mountain, not knowing how long he could stay. But now he knew one thing, the mountain was inside his own body, that ancestral jade pendant was his own thing, so what's there to worry about?

  "If this mountain were to emerge from the jade pendant, wouldn't it burst forth and destroy the younger generation?"

  "With this idle mind, your ancestors have been carrying it for generations, has anyone ever been crushed to death..."

  After a few uninformative conversations, Gao Feng finally remembered another question of his own and spoke up:

  "Senior, I heard the legend of the War Demon Temple during the day. Seeing that the stone tablet in front also has this name written on it, could it be that going up another layer of the mountain will allow us to see the temple? What is the War Demon Temple again?"

  "You're not even stable at your current level, how can you possibly ascend to the Demon-Slaying Temple... those idiots only know how to think about fighting and killing, thinking about how to manufacture weapons and armor, claiming to focus on martial skills without caring about worldly affairs, yet they ended up in such a state..."

  That old fellow seemed to have fallen into a reverie, and finally let out a few chuckles. Gao Feng was just about to ask again when the elder in the dark suddenly became agitated once more:

  "...and I forgot again...I just can't think of it..."

  The voice was not loud, but Gao Feng felt his body swaying, and his vision blurred. The scenery in the mountains and the courtyard overlapped, and Gao Feng had too many questions to ask. He didn't want things to end like this, so he quickly calmed himself down by regulating his breath and focusing his mind. Just as he was getting a grip on himself, the anxiety of the senior in front of him grew even more intense.

  "Go on, go on. Next time you come, remember to buy me a roast chicken. Consider these two favors as a good deed, now go on, go on..."

  Gao Feng still had questions to ask, and naturally didn't want to leave like this. He lifted his head and saw two bright spots flying towards him. As they drew closer, he realized that these two bright spots were actually two animated patterns, not human figures - one was three actions of an arm, the other was three actions of a leg.

  The action was simple, Gao Feng watched carefully and quickly memorized it. This was a martial art passed down by his seniors, and Gao Feng didn't want to miss a single detail. Once he remembered the two routines, everything about the mountain became vague, while the scenery in the courtyard became increasingly clear. Gao Feng hastily asked:

  "Senior, how did I end up here?"

  "If you're not over there, then come over here..."

  His body trembled, and everything on the mountain disappeared. Gao Feng found himself standing still in the courtyard, maintaining his meditative posture, gazing into the distance. The sky had already brightened slightly. In this daze, it turned out that an entire night had passed. Gao Feng's previous few trips into the mountains had all been long periods of time inside the mountain, but only brief moments outside.

  This night in Fengtian Alley was not unusual, Gao Feng took a deep breath, reached out to touch his own heart, and now there is no scar on that side, just as if he had never been shot by that arrow. It's hard to imagine that there is actually a magical giant mountain inside, the black silver sleeve, the mottled jade pendant, actually contains such secrets, this really has great luck, but why are his ancestors and grandparents so bitter?

  The night passed like this, without sleep, the spirit was still full, but the body was a bit tired, and the road up the mountain consumed too much energy, but it didn't affect movement. Seeing that it was almost time to go upstairs, Gao Feng also went into the house to wash up and prepare.

  That day, Town Demon School Lieutenant's robe was stained and torn. Gao Feng went home to mend and rinse it himself. Yesterday, he wore civilian clothes for inspection, but today everyone recognized him, so he should wear his official uniform instead.

  Holding the clothes, he entered the house to change. After entering the room, Gao Feng was stunned for a moment, taking a few deep breaths because the air in the room was exceptionally fresh and clean. This was strange, as this house had not been renovated for a long time and always had a musty smell that couldn't be eliminated even after cleaning, and opening windows for ventilation didn't have much effect. How could the air now be so refreshing?

  At a glance, I immediately saw the wrong place. On the wooden frame by the bed, there were actually emerald green branches growing out, with some tender buds on top.

  This wooden frame was made by Gao Feng's grandfather or even earlier generations, and the wood used to make the frame had long since lost its vitality. Now it was just a bare wooden pole with no roots or bark, so how could it sprout like a tree? Gao Feng immediately realized the reason - because of the fruit on the frame.

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