"It's finally almost here..."

After all, Zhao Xicheng is Zhao Xicheng, who is old and has been over the age of old, and he is extremely tired at this time. If it weren't for the strong will, it would have been impossible to support it at this time.

At this time, he faintly saw the roof of Sanqingguan, and he had greater motivation in his heart. The footsteps, unconsciously, gradually accelerated, and the steps of mountaineering were originally heavy and abnormal, but at this time they were a little brisk.

looked at his master with some surprise, and at the beginning of the mountain, he was supporting his master. Now, the master shook off his palms and began to climb the mountain on his own. Using both hands and feet, the speed is not very slow.

He shook his head, not knowing why his master suddenly had such motivation. lifted himself a little numb, like heavy legs filled with lead, but fell behind Zhao Xicheng.

Chu Yimeng walked in front, and also observed the master and apprentice at all times. Chu Yimeng can understand that at the dock of Lizhuang Village, his second senior brother, when he saw Zhao Xicheng's ancestral scriptures, there was a solemnity in his eyes.

The two masters and apprentices came to Sanqingguan with scriptures, in the name of wanting their master Zhang Daoran to help them understand the Taoist scriptures, but in their hearts, they should be holding and wanting to worship Sanqingguan.

I don't know how many Taoist temples in the world, but the places where you can enter the Tao and allow cultivators to successfully cultivate are only the island in the middle of the lake, and there are only the three clear views.

"This Zhao Xicheng still has some perseverance. After living for decades, they should be able to think of this, only the Three Qingguan can let them enter the Tao..."

Chu Yimeng glanced at it hurriedly, his eyes swept over Ran's body, and he sighed: "This disciple of Zhao Xicheng is not as persevering as Zhao Xicheng... At this moment, it is not as fast as Zhao Xicheng's..."

Chu Yimeng soon reached the top of the mountain and stood there waiting. Looking at the master and apprentice who slowly climbed up, Chu Yimeng shook his head helplessly: "Maybe the second senior brother should know that climbing the mountain with these ordinary people is a waste of time, so that's why I will bring them here..."

If Chu Yimeng climbs the mountain by himself, Chu Yimeng is now in the realm of human soul condensation, and he will soon be able to reach the top of the mountain by shrinking the ground into inches. Where is it like now, so stuffy, it's been more than two hours, and you haven't reached the top of the mountain yet?

"Fellow Daoist... Whew..."

Zhao Xicheng wanted to thank Chu Yimeng for waiting here, but when he climbed to the top of the mountain with his head bored, his feet had not yet stood on the top of the mountain, but his eyes had already crossed the horizon of the top of the mountain and saw the gate of Sanqingguan.

"This is the Three Qingguan?"

Zhao Xicheng was a little surprised, in his imagination, the Sanqing Temple built on the top of the mountain, even if it covers a small area, will not be much smaller than their Weidu Temple. However, the Sanqingguan that imprints into the eye is that it covers an area of only more than 200 square meters, and the gate of the Taoist temple is not large.

The Taoist temple may not look old, but...

That's too small, isn't it?

At most, five or six rooms...

Chu Yimeng shook her head, she could feel Zhao Xicheng's feelings at this time. Sanqingguan is famous all over the world, and in the monastic world, it is like a holy place. At the beginning of Chu Yimeng, when she was brought back to Sanqingguan by Zhang Daoran, the impression that Sanqingguan gave her was the same...

Small... It's too small!

If it weren't for Sanqingguan, there would be Zhang Daoran cultivating here, plus it was very remote and inconvenient, I believe that there are few cultivators in the world who can choose to cultivate here...

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual... Fellow Daoists, although the Sanqingguan is small, it is a holy place in the monastic world, and although the Sanqingguan is small, it can witness the immortals..."

What you felt in the past does not mean what you feel now.

Just came here and felt like it was small. At this time, Chu Yimeng regarded this place as his home... Even if your home feels bad, you don't allow others to look down on it.

Human nature is like this, and so is Chu Yimeng.

"Yes, the mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual..."

Standing in front of the Sanqingguan Gate, Zhao Xicheng sighed with emotion: "The immortal is in the island in the middle of the lake, and the Tao is in the Sanqingguan... I believe that the cultivators who have come to the Sanqingguan should also be like the old Taoists, and feel that the Taoist view of the Sanqingguan can give birth to the great power of Zhang Zhenren..."

The island in the middle of the lake is very remote and inaccessible. Sanqingguan is very small, compared with the world's Taoist temple, it can be said that you can choose a random one, it will be bigger than Sanqingguan... However, there are countless Taoist temples in the world, and there are groups of palaces, and it is not without Taoist temples like imperial palaces. However, only the Sanqingguan can have Zhang Daoran, and only then can there be the opportunity to cultivate the Tao, and only here will you find the hope of becoming an immortal......

"Fellow Daoist... Poor road is not..."

Zhao Xicheng sighed with emotion and suddenly came back to his senses. I directly admit that Sanqingguan is too small...

Chu Yimeng shook his head: "Sanqingguan is not big, this is the first impression of every Taoist friend who comes to Sanqingguan... Fellow Daoists, please come in... Before Poor Dao left, the master was not there, and at this time, I don't know if I will come back or not......"

Saying that, Chu Yimeng entered the Taoist temple.

Zhao Xicheng's master and apprentice glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

The main purpose of their going out this time was to enter the Sanqing Temple and be able to see Zhang Daoran. Now, having arrived outside the Sanqingguan Gate, Zhao Xicheng became a little nervous: "Zhang Zhenren, is he not in Sanqingguan now? Where will he go? Is the Taoist scripture I brought really taught by the Taoist immortals in the ancestor's dream, or was it compiled by the patriarch himself? Can this scripture let Zhang Zhenren leave our master and apprentice?"

All this is unknown... Zhao Xicheng was a little apprehensive, he looked down at the nameless Taoist scriptures, and became a little uncertain: "If the scriptures are of no value, what will Zhang Zhenren think of the poor Dao?"

Zhao Xicheng couldn't understand the content of the scriptures, he recognized the words in them, but he couldn't understand the deep meaning of the scriptures. However, Zhao Xicheng had read too many Taoist scriptures, and he did not find that other Taoist scriptures could be similar to the content of the nameless Taoist scriptures in his hands.

For hundreds of years, the ancestors of the past dynasties, just like themselves, wanted to find out whether there was a scripture similar to the content of this nameless Taoist scripture. It's just that for hundreds of years, it has not been found.

Just like the book of the world, endless, even if it is hundreds of years, it is impossible to read all the Taoist scriptures without looking at the ancestors of the past dynasties.

"Whether you can get a chance or not, it all depends on this Taoist scripture... Hopefully, this scripture was really taught by the immortals in a dream by the patriarch!"

With apprehension, Zhao Xicheng followed behind Chu Yimeng and also entered the Taoist temple. Just entered the Sanqingguan, Zhao Xicheng suddenly seemed to be clicked on the acupoint, was cast a spell, like a statue, standing in front of the Sanqingguan door, maintaining the movement of walking forward, and stopped in the door.

I was shocked, and I instinctively felt scared. He was still outside the door and did not enter the Sanqing Temple. Seeing Zhao Xicheng like this, he instinctively thought that there was something strange in Sanqingguan...

He pushed Zhao Xicheng and shouted softly, "Master..."

Zhao Xicheng turned his head blankly, and then walked forward.

Ran Ran's heart was beating wildly, and he entered the Taoist temple head-on. It's just that I just entered the Taoist temple, and I know that I am like Zhao Xicheng, like a stone statue, standing there and not moving...

Zhao Xicheng, who was in front, came back from his daze at this time, and sighed: "What a blessed land for the immortal family..."