Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Void Mountain
Although this boat is not as good as the painting boat, it is also spacious, and she found a remote place at the stern to sit at random, and the laughter in front of the boat came faintly, but she silently looked at the scenery outside the boat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The journey was shorter than expected.
The boat drifts out along the lake, and the river is everywhere, and the cliffs are all in it. If one walks alone on the river, one will be bewildered by the similarities.
Several canyons, all of which look quite familiar. Soon, she noticed the difference, the sun in the early morning was almost far away, and there was a slight deviation between almost every breath, and where it was impossible to tell the direction and find the location, the shade of each canyon was the only way to judge.
The rippling water lapping against the hull of the boat is a good sound. Such a wide ship was like a flat boat, not at all heavy or sluggish, and sailed nimble and light on the water, and after a short time, Liluo only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his whole body was in a dark silence. The boat was still walking, and there was the sound of flowing water in my ears, like a spring flowing on the rocks from a mountain stream. It was clear that the immortal cultivator had a keen five senses, but her eyes widened, but she could only vaguely see a vague scene.
Slowly, as if I had entered a cave, everything that had been faint before had long since disappeared, as if I had been blindfolded by a black veil, and I couldn't see anything from it. At this moment, there was a slight sound in the distance, like a sharp weapon cutting through the void, and it was heading straight for the ship.
Li Luo subconsciously followed the impression left in his mind before, and retreated to his side, but he was not attacked. The sound of the sword still echoed in her ears, and she could even hear the faint sound of the sword, as if the sword dancer was in front of her.
She frowned, as if she had thought of something, and continued to sit where she was, no longer avoiding it, and her face was calm. Sure enough, although the sound of the sword roared, it was only that. After about two snaps of a finger, a new sword sound was added, a sword clash, a tear in the air, and a harmony caused by the two swords dancing......
It's as if the two of them are feeding.
Liluo closed his eyes, carefully felt the flow in the air, and the slight sound from the sword, the two figures, one advancing and one retreating, one stabbing and one picking, every move and style all floated in his mind, lifelike.
I don't know how long it took to do this, the sound of the sword slowly faded away, and someone chanted a poem, the poem, every word, thought-provoking, but just faintly understood, as if to understand or not, the next sentence was thrown out again.
In the middle of this repetition, there was a glimmer of light in the distance.
Liluo slowly opened his eyes, smiling with satisfaction.
I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.
The formation of this Void Mountain is really exquisite, and it doesn't give people a chance to crack it at all, and it goes on and on. If she could carefully probe from an outsider's point of view, just like observing the sand table of the small shop, then she might have seen a thing or two, but if she guessed correctly, the ship was the eye of the formation, and it flowed with the ship, so as to open up different formations. She herself is in it, this formation is complex and changeable, unfathomable, she can not be confused by it, but have some understanding, it is really good.
A ray of sunlight came in from the cliff, and Liluo squinted slightly, looking at the mist flying around the sun, and the front was already suddenly bright.
Void Mountain, arrived.
The mountains are towering, and the green hills are continuous, and there is no end in sight. The hull of the boat was lightly turbulent, and the ferryman drove the boat to the sky.
The sea of clouds is vast.
Different from the waves of the river, the milky white clouds are surging among the mountains, swaying slightly, and the glow shines through the clouds, flashing a piece of gold, suddenly fairyland.
While she was still stunned, the gentle voice of the guide echoed throughout the cabin.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here we are. ā
The place where it fell was halfway up a handsome mountain, and the guide sent people a few steps forward, then stopped, and bowed his hand, "This small jade mountain is a place of empty hospitality, and the mountain dwellings are scattered and different, you can choose for yourself." On the mountainside, at the foot of the mountain, there are simple sword things, and there are also some few flying magic weapons on the top of the mountain that can be used by everyone. Speaking of this, he paused, looking at the expressions of the immortal cultivators who were not confused or resistant, the guide smiled and gestured to the side, "There is the Mingyu Hall there, which contains a detailed map of the peaks of the entire Void Mountain, as well as the schedule of this sect competition. If you don't understand anything, you can also ask the steward and disciples there. ā
Some people from the Nanguan family are not here for the first time, and they all nodded their heads in understanding. The guide was relieved, and took his leave and left on the boat he had just taken.
"Little sister, why don't you live with us. Dongfang Qing found her in the crowd and kindly suggested it.
"Nope. "Liluo thanks, since you have a plan in your heart, from this time on, it's better not to have too much contact with this group of people.
Thinking that maybe the girl would have a family to interact with later, Dongfang Qing nodded and didn't force it. Just slowly followed her behind the crowd, as if she had seen somewhere, and the eyes of the woman in white were a little confused.
"It's a pity. She muttered.
Liluo looked up at her suspiciously, and as she looked, it turned out to be the group of people from the An family.
She pursed her lips and bowed her head in silence.
"The little boy of the An family didn't come with him this time. Dongfang Qing's words were full of regret, "He said that he would not arrive until after his master, and when the time comes, it is estimated that he will not be able to meet each other." ā
"You, you just want to see him so much?" the girl looked up and looked at the expression on the face of the woman in white, her voice with a strange softness.
"Yes, this Ning Xu's daughter's family, who doesn't want to ......" She didn't say the rest of the words, but her blushing cheeks had already revealed her thoughts.
She didn't know what kind of state of mind she had when she heard this, but after a moment she heard her voice feign curiosity, like a real twelve-year-old girl who didn't know anything about the world, "Why is that?"
It was probably this sentence that made Dongfang Qing a little sober, and she suddenly remembered that the girl next to her was really just a little girl, not the sisters in the clan who shared her daughter's family affairs with her on weekdays.
Smiled softly. Along the way, Dongfang Qing also discovered that this little sister who left home was not as talkative as her cousin, but like a little old-fashioned, taciturn. There was something rare to be curious about at the moment, and she was happy to talk to this little girl who was as beautiful as her brother.
"We cultivate immortals, and we always focus on the Tao. Dongfang Qing paused, a little sad and melancholy, "Although the avenue is ruthless, people are affectionate." However, monks have never expected too much, and sometimes the two sides become Taoist couples, in addition to admiring each other, more, deeper, just for their own cultivation and for the sake of the family...... Just like me, ...... later Unless I can enter the fifth order, I'm afraid I'll just obey the family's arrangement......"
"But how far away is that fifth order...... Dongfang Qing's voice unconsciously lowered, and at this moment, she was like the woman who was confused in the boudoir.