Qingyun rushed to Yunxia Mountain with Qin Xin and Xiaowan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Along the way, the wind blows in the ears, but you can't find the direction where the wind is coming, suddenly east and west, suddenly north and south, and all the emotions are disturbed. There are still clouds above the clouds, and you can't see the sky when you look hard, and there is no end there; Below the clouds is the map of the world, rivers, lakes and seas, Qianmo villages are woven like hemp, I don't know where to look.

Xiaoice was already familiar with everyone, and Qin Xin and Xiao Wan sat on it.

Seeing the two women, Qingyun thought of the palace, the outside of the palace was resplendent and the palace was even more eye-catching, but it was difficult for ordinary people to live in. There are small birds in the palace, and it seems that they are waiting for someone to come, and even if it is empty, it will be empty, which makes people feel pity.

The heart of the piano is a stack of thick bamboo slips, recording the joys and sorrows of the world, but full of obscure words, although difficult to understand but the handwriting is beautiful, people can't help but describe, as if only by holding it in the palm of the hand and carefully thinking about it can read between the lines.

Xiao Wan is a Supa, the horizontal and vertical weaves show the master's well-behaved, but it is also full of the woman's fat fragrance. Fat incense is originally a man's preference, too strong and obvious but will make people daunted, but fortunately, this Fang Supa is delicate enough.

Qingyun sometimes has a pot of porridge in his mind, all millet and wheat and rice are in it, all desperately exuding their own flavors, mixed together and can't tell which is which, but he definitely can't drink it all at once, this is not his style. Sometimes it's a painting again, the scenery is beautiful and beautiful, but I don't know where to look, looking at it, my eyes are tired, my heart is tired.

The three did not speak along the way. Qingyun's eyes were solemn, thinking about the painting in his mind. Qin Xin is as quiet as water, thinking about the words in the bamboo slips. Xiao Wan looked sad, thinking about the weave on Supa. Each has his own heart.

Looking at Yunxia Mountain from afar, the clouds on the mountain are steaming, but there is no lingering in the past. In Qingyun's impression, the clouds on Yunxia Mountain have a smell of new mud after the rain, and the clouds are floating in the rising light, which can be seen far away from above, and can even see through their own mood, and there are no impurities at all. The water flowing down from the mountain can be drunk by the people below the mountain, but the common people don't like to go elsewhere to draw water, because they want to dye the immortal energy, so the immortals and disciples on the mountain never dump waste water into the mountain. From the foot of the mountain, there is no trace of people living on the mountain, but when you go to the top of the mountain, you suddenly open up, and there is a fairyland on earth, which is also the reason why cultivating immortals is always mysterious. The trees on Yunxia Mountain stand towering in the sky, as if to tell those who see them that there are still such a clean breeze and righteousness in the world, which makes people feel a lot of emotion.

Today's Yunxia Mountain has lost its former magnificence, and the people under the mountain are gone, the clouds seem to have been scattered and hid far away, the trees are still green but resist the arrival of the wind, and even the leaves are too lazy to move, indicating that something has happened. The strangeness of these familiarities made Qingyun's eyes moisten slightly.

The three of them settled in a secluded place, if in the past, there was already a murmur of flowing water and rustling leaves to say hello, but now it is silent. Shuttling through the forests of Yunxia Mountain, Qingyun frowned slightly, and her handsome face fell into the sunlight between the trees, as if a kind of perseverance was engraved on it, giving Qin Xin and Xiaowan an extra sense of security. Qin Xin has a demure face but is agile, and Qingyun is separated by a few zhang to form a corner, and others are experts at a glance. Xiao Wan was also on guard, but she was closer to Qingyun.

The three of them didn't talk much all the way, but in this area blocked by the Demon Realm, they didn't dare to breathe, as if they had ears and eyes in the air, and they were accidentally caught by Xue Muhua and crushed to pieces. Every once in a while, there were groups of demon soldiers wandering on the path, although they were a group of rabble, but before figuring out the situation, Qing Yun didn't want to startle the snake.

Wubintai, the place where the five immortal venerables of the Immortal Sect joined forces to defeat Blood Muhua back then, has been blocked by the demon soldiers. Xianyun Pavilion, the portal in and out of the Yunxia Sect already has a heavy handle, and the mechanisms in it have been completely destroyed.

These demon soldiers don't look terrible, they don't have terrifying faces, they don't have arrogance, some of them even seem to be extremely gentle, they look exactly like ordinary people, so they will easily win the trust of the people, and then go to the world.

The biggest thing that demons and people have in common is that they look the same and are kind on the surface, but the difference is that their hearts have become demons and confuse people's hearts, so it is difficult for people who do not have a certain degree of cultivation to distinguish between humans and demons. And what demons and people have in common is that there is a mixture of good and evil, and the difference is that demons and demons can be seen at a glance.

The three of them finally touched the Yunxia faction. The pavilion and tiles of the Yunxia faction are still there, but there is always some decay under the sunlight, and the heavenly observatory in the center of the courtyard seems to have been damaged, and the houses are empty one by one, waiting for people to come, so that Qingyun is not sad.

Qingyun stopped Qin Xin and Xiao Wan on the periphery, telling them that they couldn't go any further, the five protectors of the Demon Realm were all skilled, and if they went inside, they were afraid that they would be discovered.

Qingyun collected the current situation of Yunxia Mountain clearly, and took the two of them down the mountain quietly.

How could the streamer not find the whereabouts of Yu Tanzi and the other brothers. The three of them planned to go to Kunlun, Tianshan, and then Penglai first, looking for them all the way.

Qingyun was very annoyed, and he didn't take the sword, so he walked on the road with his head down.

Qin Xin is a careful person, seeing that Qingyun is silent, so he follows silently and does not disturb his state of mind. Xiao Wan was different, asking questions from east to west, and seemed to be curious about everything, such as why those demon soldiers looked no different from ordinary people, why the Yunxia faction didn't have fortifications, whether the immortals ate or slept or not, and so on. But all the questions that can be answered with the word "um", Xiaowan received the instructions with satisfaction. It was meaningless to ask and ask, Xiao Wan pouted, blaming Qingyun for snubbing herself, and blaming Qin for getting in the way.

"It's better to let him be quiet by himself, and it's good to see the scenery." Qin Xin looked at Xiao Wan and said.

"I don't want to look, I don't want to look at ......," Xiao Wan shouted.

In fact, there is no scenery on the road, only some green trees and grass, which can be seen from afar, and those leaves and blades of grass are full of self-blame, regret and anger. When the wind blew and the leaves rustled, he shook off his heart and was sad with Qingyun.

The sun was gradually sinking in the west, but Qingyun was still silent, and he didn't walk fast, as if he was afraid that the two of them would not be able to keep up and get lost and not be found.

"Qingyun, let's find a place to rest." Xiao Wan spoke.

Qing Yun still didn't speak, summoned Xiaoice, and led the two of them towards Kunlun Mountain with his imperial sword.

"Is it necessary? People are tired and hungry. Xiao Wan pouted.

Qingyun still didn't talk. The three of them flew in the night wind, and the Tianhe was close in front of them, shining with stars.

Xinghui was superfluous in Qing Yun's eyes, he wouldn't take a second look, they were just a mess of hearts, infinite. Qin Xin is different, she likes the stars in the sky, and knows where the Cowherd is and where the Weaver Girl is. Xiao Wan looked at Qingyun to herself, pouting forever.