The steamed bun has never flown so high when it grows so big, the sunlight is so dazzling, and the surroundings are as transparent as crystal. The mountains that look tall and steep on weekdays look like small mounds at this time, and they look inconspicuous. The white clouds in the distance seem to be eternally immovable, passing through them like a boat in the fog, until this time the steamed bun did not know that the little mother said that the white clouds in the sky were marshmallows just lied to him. But it's no wonder that my mother has never been to such a high place. The steamed bun looked around curiously, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, and suddenly the surrounding scenery changed, the white clouds became farther and farther away, the mountains and rivers became higher and higher, and suddenly a huge mountain gate appeared in front of him, and a thousand boulders were split from it, and a path winded to the depths of the clouds. A peak stands in the clouds and mist in the distance, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, so far away, the steamed bun can also feel the sword intent rushing to his face, although it is not the first time to meet, but his heart is still shocked.

"I've seen Uncle Feng and Uncle Lu," Mantou heard the shout, and then noticed that there were two young men in Tsing Yi in front of the boulder, who were bowing to Feng Poge and Lu Xuanran, and their expressions were extremely respectful. It's just that when he looks at himself, his eyes are a little complicated, and he seems to be a little flattering, and he seems to be a little contemptuous. The steamed bun didn't like it in his heart, but he didn't see the two of them, and strode towards the path with the wind and the land.

The long trail is surrounded by thousands of cliffs, the walls stand and are forested, there is not a single flower or plant along the way, and even the green is almost invisible, just boring mountain roads and cliffs, constantly repeated. When I first stepped on this trail, the steamed bun still felt novel, and after walking for a while, Fang felt that the sword peak was majestic, and later, I only felt that the cliffs on both sides seemed to be moving to the middle, and I wanted to imprison myself here.

"Drink-" Mantou couldn't help but roar, Feng and Lu turned their heads together, and saw that Mantou was sweating profusely, his clothes were wet, and a pair of fists and armor were shining with lightning, and he was standing there looking at the mountain peaks in the distance, as if he was stupid. Feng Poge glanced at Lu Xuanran, both of them had a look of surprise in their eyes, this trail has existed for I don't know how many years, anyway, since the two of them entered the sect, this trail has already been there. This trail has a resounding name "Asking the Heart", and anyone who passes through this path will have a sense of induction if they have sword intent in their chest and sword bones in their body. Although each person's reaction is different, since the establishment of Jian Feng, no one who senses sword intent on this trail will be mediocre.

Feng Poge and Lu Xuanran both thought in their hearts, could it be that the two of them picked up the treasure today? It took a long time for the steamed bun to come back to his senses, he didn't know what sword intent, conscience and the like, and when he had just hallucinated, he saw that Feng and Lu were looking at him, scratched their heads, and were a little embarrassed.

Feng and Lu didn't break it, they knew that the sect master was sitting alone on the Sword Peak, and at this moment, they were afraid that they had already given birth to an induction, and they didn't need the two of them to go and report it. The girl who followed everyone jumped all the way, as if she didn't know what the three of them were looking for.

Before they reached the end, Feng and Lu had already turned to the side, and the steamed bun somehow had a slight attachment to the sword-like mountain in the distance, as if he had known each other for a long time. Seeing that the two had already turned, they glanced at the mountain with some reluctance, and lowered their heads to follow.

At this turn, passing through the gap in the cliff, the eyes suddenly opened up, the rumbling sound of water roared in the ears, a cliff crossed in front of everyone, and the clouds and mist rolled in the canyon. Along the way, steamed buns are no strangers, knowing that behind the cliff is a stream in the clouds, but I don't know what the two of them brought themselves to the stream in the clouds to do.

Crossing the cliffs, through the grasslands, over one mountain after another, in front of which is a peach forest, white, pink, yellow flowers that cannot be named are like clouds, blooming brightly, and a clear stream flows in the forest. Everyone traced the stream, there is a small courtyard in the depths of the peach forest, the fence courtyard wall, several thatched eaves and grass houses, the firewood is half-hidden, and the sound of the piano comes out. Although the two of them don't understand the rhythm, they can also hear a song of mountains and rivers, it seems that the senior sister has known that the two of them are coming, and the wind and Lu are not polite, Shi Shiran hugged the girl, took the boy and the girl into the courtyard, sat down on the bamboo bench, and waited quietly.

After a while, the song ended, the door of the grass house opened lightly, and a woman in cloth smiled and walked out slowly, and she was not surprised to see Feng and Lu, so she went to get the tea set and placed it on the bamboo platform in the center of the courtyard, and then said to Lu Xuanran: "Senior Brother Lu guards Guiliu City on weekdays, and it is rare to have leisure to come here, so I will leave Ling Ai here, drink this cup of tea, and I will go to the treatment with the young man." With that, the woman in cloth lifted the teapot and poured four cups of tea, and handed them to everyone one by one.

Where does Lu Xuanran have the leisure to drink tea at the moment, but he knows that his junior sister is gentle and quiet, and he doesn't like to be flamboyant and restless, so he has to taste tea patiently, but his eyes are always around Lu Wanting.

The steamed buns came all the way, and I was thirsty, and when I saw that the tea soup was green and clear, I couldn't help but drink it all. I felt that the teacup was too small and not enjoyable, so I poured another cup and drank three cups in a row, which made me feel better. Seeing a few other people holding a teacup and tasting it in small sips, it seemed that the tea in the cup was endless, and until now, I had never finished drinking a cup, so I realized that the way I drank tea seemed to be a little indecent, my face couldn't help but blush, I reached out and scratched my head, poured myself another cup, and tasted it in small sips.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, the steamed bun was drinking tea, and he was a little impatient at first, but slowly his heart had calmed down. The breeze in the peach forest was light, the stream was murmuring, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about healing, just sipping tea and sitting there quietly, Lu Wanting was lying on the bamboo couch, her face was ruddy, her breathing was soothing, as if she was asleep.

"Senior brother, don't blame, the reason why the two senior brothers and this little brother have been waiting for so long is really because the angry Lei Ze is too violent and dangerous, if you can't calm down, don't say that it is for Ling Ai to heal, even the little brother himself is afraid that it is also dangerous. Now, after drinking this Biyun tea, not only calming my mind, but also the vitality in my body is even stronger, and I can go to Na Lei Ze to give it a try. As she spoke, the woman got up, and when she went first, the steamed bun picked up the girl with the bamboo couch, followed closely behind the woman, and everyone followed.

Descending the stream, through the woods, into a valley. This valley was different from the previous peach forest, full of pitch-black rocks, not even a single green grass, as if a fire had just been ignited, and it burned clean. The girl was a little scared, holding on to the placket of Feng Poge's clothes and refusing to let go, this black-faced man changed his cold-blooded and murderous temperament in the past, and he was not half impatient, so he let the girl grab it and walk behind everyone.

"Boom-" There was a roar behind the huge rocks in front of him, as if there were countless thunderbolts in one place, shaking the valley to tremble, and the girl's little face was already white with horror, but she couldn't help but be curious in her heart, and still grew up to watch.