Gu Manman knows,

There are many legends in the Nine Dragons Hall......

Legend has it that when the founding patriarch of the Nine Dragons Palace, Yiyang Zhenren, ascended, he drove nine golden dragons to break through the sky immortals......

According to legend, the reason why the master of the Nine Dragons Palace, the Qingtian Jade Phantom True Man, realized the "Twelve Swords of Sadness" was because he lost his most beloved woman......

Legend has it that the Ziyang Zhenren of the Taiyi Hall has unprecedented attainments in formation......

Legend has it that the Baiyun Taoist Master of Qingwei Palace, the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder in his palm can turn the sea into a mulberry field......

Legend has it that the real people of Changchun in the Hall of Eternal Life have been refined into an elixir and rejuvenated......

Legend has it that the reason why the Dream Butterfly Taoist Master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion lived in seclusion in the Nine Dragons Hall was just for a prodigal son......

Legend has it that the old man Xuanji of Tianyuan Pavilion has already understood the one hundred and eighty Taoist techniques of the Three Emperors......

Legend has it that the Wuji real person on the first floor of Yufeng Zhen once had a discussion with the sword fairy Mo Xiaoyao on the top of Taihua, and won Mo Jianxian with the Tai Chi 24-style swordsmanship......

She also knew......

Legend has it that the wordless book of heaven that became a Buddha on the ground is hidden in the Jinding Hall of Jiuzhi Mountain......

Therefore, Gu Manman came to Jiuzhi Mountain, to the Nine Dragons Palace, and to the Imperial Wind Vein......

She, isn't she, has also experienced a lot of things......

Who knows......

Every day, there are 12 hours, and the Mao hour is the beginning point of the yang energy in the 12 hours. The monk believes that when he realizes the Tao, he can get twice the result with half the effort, and he is very likely to steal the mystery between heaven and earth.

Whenever autumn comes, the morning is generally cool and breezy, and the sky is also gloomy. Of course, today, it will not be an exception! Hidden under the sword halberd peak of Jiuzhi Mountain, the real first floor in the color of the trees, the large wooden structure of the top of the mountain with heavy eaves and rests shows that it is calm and solemn, the green smoke is sparse, and the bell is melodious. The top of the hall on the first floor of the real floor, the red wall and green tiles, the eaves are red, the golden plaque on the blue background is on the big book "Wu Extremely Dao" four official book big characters, the four characters fall like long live the withered vine, vigorous and clumsy. In front of the view on the first floor, in the large courtyard, the barren grass is overgrown, the shrubs are verdant, and the scattered golden wild chrysanthemums are withering in the swaying of the autumn wind......

The eastern sky, faintly covered with fish belly white, the morning sun has not fully revealed its light, I don't know when, people began to find that a small purple cloud quietly lurked in the slightly drunk red glow on the horizon, faint and faint, if there is nothing. At the foot of the Nine Mountains, on the east and west Shinto roads up the mountain, countless believers who have made wishes and begged for signatures have long been on their knees. In front of the worship door, Xun Konghe stood straight on the smooth stone steps, he had been standing for a long time, his feet were a little numb, Xun Konghe leaned his back slightly against the stone fence in the shape of a gourd, his eyes looked up and down at the stone steps - the senior brothers and sisters under the door of the Hall of Eternal Life, and carefully watched the senior brothers and sisters distribute steamed buns and bowls of porridge one by one to the hands of every believer in the Shinto. Looking at the fairy mountain, the men, women and children who can't see the end at a glance on the Shinto, Xun Konghe's heart, a sense of pride arises spontaneously, Jiuzhi Mountain, finally in charge of the teacher for decades, under the painstaking management of the world, it has become the first mountain in the world today, and the master of the jade illusion real person, as if unconsciously, has become the spiritual pillar of the Blue Moon Country, the master is here, the blue moon is there!

"Look, in the east, it seems that a purple cloud is flying towards here!", "Purple qi comes from the east, immortals descend into the world, immortals descend into the world...... "I don't know, which immortal master of the Nine Dragons Hall has attained the Tao, hum...... , I met the gods when I came to the fairy mountain last time I was incense, and I said, you still don't believe it!", "Gua Wazi, what are you still standing for, don't kneel down and kowtow to the gods twice, so that the gods can bless you this rabbit cub gold list title, marry a clever daughter-in-law, give birth to a big fat boy, for the mother, even if you die, the big stone in your heart is also put down...... "On the noisy and noisy Shinto, the old, the young, the man, the woman, stretched their necks long, looking at the sky with reverence- The purple cloud that was flying towards the top of the Jiuzhi Mountain, on the ancient Shinto Road where there were a sea of people, countless believers knelt down on the stone steps one after another, chattering and worshipping, among them, there were those who made wishes, some prayed for blessings, some asked for children, and some asked for gold and silver......

In the midst of countless shouts, Xun Konghe raised his head high, looking suspiciously at the strange purple cloud of a hundred zhang size that was stagnant above Jiuzhi Mountain. This situation that is happening today, from birth to the present, it seems that he has not seen it for a full eighteen years, huh...... , no, it seems like I've seen it once somewhere...... Xun Konghe's brows were crumpled and furrowed tightly, and his face was full of memories. Xun Kong Crane's gaze slowly moved from the purple clouds on the canopy to the top of Jiuzhi Mountain, where the white clouds were fluttering, the cranes were flying, and the mysterious Jinding Hall was heavily covered by the incomparably dazzling colorful auspicious clouds. The peak of the high mountain, inserted into the golden tripod hall in the sky, where the Nine Peaks Immortal Mountain was created single-handedly - the place where the master of the palm respected the Jade Illusion real person lived, and the master of the palm respected in his heart, not only the identity of the uncle, perhaps, it was close to the existence of God!

"Look, the immortals are coming down", "Immortals, it's immortals!", "Ah...... I...... I...... Immortal...... "On the winding Shinto, the voices of countless prayers and praises were mixed with cries of joy and the sound of kowtows, and even some elderly women and delicate girls passed out on the crowded stone steps......

In front of the worship door, Xun Konghe, who was standing for a long time, was trying his best to raise his head, although his whole body was constantly trembling, but he was still gritting his teeth and stubbornly looking at the purple cloud in the sky. At this moment, above the sparse sky, thousands of rays of light reflected the purple clouds, transforming the purple clouds the size of a hundred zhang into a gorgeous purple gold, rolling and tumbling in the sky, and not dissipating for a long time. In the midst of the steaming clouds, a dazzling purple light suddenly shone down from the purple clouds, penetrating straight to the top of Jiuzhi Mountain, the roof of the real first floor under the Sword Halberd Peak. In the long sky, the purple gas is permeated, a gray-clothed figure stands with his hands in his hands, in the shroud of purple light, slowly falling from the clouds, Xun Konghe suddenly found that in this gray-clothed figure, what is revealed is three points of randomness and seven points of freedom, and what is even more strange is that every time the gray-clothed man takes a step, he will leave an extremely obvious footprint in the void, just like walking on flat ground...... Even the pace of mentioning and patronizing, there is an indescribable sloppiness and naturalness......

The real first floor shrouded in purple light swept away the desolate and decaying atmosphere of the past. On the stone platform in front of the building, the eight disciples of the first vein of the wind are neatly divided into two rows: the first row on the left, Zeng Shoujing knelt on the ground paved with white marble, and next to him kneeling were Wang Shouyi and Qiu Jingwen. And beside Qiu Jingwen, Wu Daoheng, who was thin and thin, stood leisurely, I don't know why, there was a strange smile on his extremely pale face. Standing at the head of the left in the second row was Ye Dui, of course, he didn't kneel on the ground for a long time like his senior brothers and sisters. Even if his body is as heavy and painful as Mount Tai's top, he will never kneel, because, he has always disliked others forcing him! Beside Ye Duan, Gu Manman, who had a sweet smile, was kneeling respectfully, and at this time, Gu Manman was looking up at the white jade neck, looking at the figure in the void like an immortal Buddha with a serious face.

Next to Gu Manman, standing were two men who were a little weird. At this moment, the man in the white robe was covering his lips tightly with a white handkerchief, bending down, coughing incessantly, and his handsome face showed an extremely weak look. To the right of the white-robed man stood an even more monstrous man, his whole body shrunk in a black cloak, as if he was afraid of the sun, his exposed wrists and fingers were covered with black bandages, and even a small part of his neck was wrapped in thick black bandages. Ye Du felt that the man in black stood there motionless, like a shadow, without the slightest anger. A pair of dead gray pupils appeared in the black cloak, staring indifferently into the air—the gray figure as strong as a god and Buddha......