This place is the junction of the three mountains of Xuantianmen. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info north leans on Qidou, south on Lingchu, west on Panyun, east on Biwu.

It is so accessible in all directions, and it is indeed a good place for sect gatherings.

But in fact, except for the stone cliff where the Jaundae is located, here, unlike the majestic or beautiful scenery of the three mountains, this place is a forest of stone cliffs and peaks.

The peaks, all made of stones, resemble stalagmites, standing among the mountains. But because the stalagmite peaks are all tens of zhang high, 100 zhang, the diameter width is only dozens of zhang, the wall of the only Jiangyuntai stands thousands of zhang, and the diameter is hundreds of zhang wide.

Such a large square, proudly standing out from the peaks, catches the eye at a glance, so that no one can notice it anywhere else.

Gradually, Yang Junfang saw that the Yuntai and Ling Chushan were not exactly the same as climbing the clouds.

The square is distributed in three steps, the first level is a large square with a diameter of hundreds of zhang. On the dozens of steps is a slightly smaller but also a 100-zhang wide square. The top floor is where the main hall is located.

Similar to the layout of the summit, the main hall sits north and faces south, and twelve huge stone pillars representing the twelve peaks are also erected in the small square on the next level.

The stone cliff where the platform is located is like a tall and upright stalagmite, the ring wall is smooth, the vegetation is sparse, mostly vines and shrubs, occasionally a few trees, also very thin, but the branches are very strong.

And under the three words of "Qianyuntai" on the cliff, there are two columns of slightly smaller handwriting, saying: A dawn is like a place of immortals, and the green festival is leaning on the clouds.

Legend has it that the place where the Emperor of Heaven lives is often embraced by red clouds. Yang Jun thought the name Qianyuntai was quite interesting.

Because of the height of the cloud platform, it is unique in the radius of hundreds of miles, and the side of the stone platform in the square is surrounded by smoke and clouds. At this time, it is early morning, and the sun shines on the flowing clouds as light as cotton, like a layer of color dyed by pulp, bringing a bit of warmth, which does have a bit of the meaning of the clouds.

Yang Junchu's imperial weapon, the speed is not as fast as the real person of Gangshan, he is still ten miles away, and the figure of the real person of Gangshan has fallen on the cloud platform and blended into the crowd.

As the most popular place in Xuantianmen, there is also Wendaotang, which is in charge of the professor's position, and it is also full of people in the early morning.

Yang Jun was still far away from Jiangyuntai and saw many disciples walking with imperial weapons, or walking in the sky, coming and going in a hurry, and then looking at the Jiangyuntai Square, there were also large piles of people gathered in small piles.

He was originally a little curious about Qianyuntai and wanted to look around, but as soon as the real person of Yushan entered the crowd, he disappeared, and Yang Jun had already lost him.

There are so many people in Qianyuntai, this old ancestor must do something.

Thinking so, Yang Jun hurriedly searched for the figure of the real person in the crowd.

Most of the disciples of Xuantianmen are still sword-wielders, and the disciples below the junior master are all swordsmen. Yang Jun stepped on a big knife under his feet, and when he approached the Yuntai, many people looked back.

When Yang Jun appeared in front of people for the first time with the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife on his shoulder, the gaze he got was much more spicy than the current gaze of everyone, and he ignored it.

Thinking that there were so many people on the Qianyun Terrace, and there were also a lot of large and small crowds, Yang Jun was ready to find them one by one.

He stepped on the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife and was about to go around the square to find someone, but he saw a commotion erupt in the crowd in the northwest corner of the large square on the first floor, and the scattered figures around him gradually gathered there.

Yang Jun slapped his forehead.

Yes, you don't have to look for it, this is it!

He urged the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife to rush over, and sure enough, he saw the real people of Gangshan mixed in the crowd, jumping around with their teeth and claws, not knowing what they were saying.

There was a stone pier three feet high and one foot wide in the middle of the crowd, Yang Jun didn't know what it was for, but he didn't care when he saw that there were many small stone piers like this around the Jiangyun platform.

What he noticed now was that the real man of Gangshan was arguing with people with a red face, and a young man in front of him, his face was flushed, like a boiled crab, and he was a little more excited than Zhenren of Gangshan.

I don't know what this old ancestor has done to make people like this.

Yang Jun muttered in his heart, took the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife back into his palm, squeezed into the crowd, and walked with difficulty towards the Zhenren of Yushan who was surrounded in the center.

In the morning, it was the time to release the mission, so there were a lot of people coming and going on the top of the clouds, and after a while, hundreds of people gathered here for a hundred years.

However, although it was across the wall of Taoist figures, Yang Jun could still hear the people inside.

The red-faced young man roared: "Where did you come from, the old man is called Hanako, dare to slander my master, believe it or not, I cut you with a knife!" ”

Yang Jun's heart trembled when he heard this. The real people of Gangshan are really making trouble.

This big brother is too, don't be too irritable, and pull out a knife when you don't say a word, it's really not appropriate. You don't know who the person is, so you shout and pull out a knife to cut someone, isn't it embarrassing later?

Yang Jun struggled to squeeze into the crowd with the hard bones that had just been tempered in the Spirit Lake, and he also received the eyes of many people halfway.

He was cheeky and didn't look at people, just staring at the real people in the crowd.

Finally standing in the circle of people, Yang Jun saw that the young man who was yelling at the real person of Gangshan Mountain had already blushed all the way from his face to the neck down, and the blood vessels in his neck burst out, and he would explode no matter how hard he tried.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two people behind him pulling him, this young man would have pounced in front of the real people of Gangshan and started fighting.

Yang Jun only felt a headache. What the hell is this old ancestor doing?

He walked towards the real person of Gangshan Mountain: "Old ......"

"Hey, good boy, you're here! Just in time, come on, come on. The real man of the mountain beckoned to him.

Yang Jun saw that he interrupted his name, most likely because he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he closed his mouth and walked over.

If the ancestor wants to play, let him play, and if he doesn't play, others will have to play on his head.

Yang Jun felt that the dead Daoist friend was not the poor Dao, and he would not torture himself if he was so energetic to toss on others. When I think about it, I feel very relieved.

Unexpectedly, the next sentence of the real person of Gangshan almost made him fall: "Come and see the stupid shortage!" ”

When the young man who had just been pulled by the two people heard this, he jumped up again, almost breaking free from the shackles of the two behind him.

The eyes of the people around him were also a little strange, all of them were a little curious and exploratory, and some were also a little hostile.

Yang Jun walked towards the real person of Gangshan Mountain, and at the same time, he also paid attention to the people around him.

The disciples of each peak of Xuantianmen have corresponding clothing, and the disciples of the same line have different levels of cultivation and different clothing.

He looked at it just now, and the crowd on the periphery was dressed in a mess, probably because there were disciples from all the peaks. And this inner circumference near the center, the clothes and ornaments are quite similar, and in terms of standing, they are divided into two groups.

One group was the young man and the people gathered behind the young man, and the group of people all looked angry, and they were a little bit of the same hatred. Although he didn't rush up and tear people like the young man, his face was not good-looking, and even the two people who pulled the young man to prevent him from coming forward were also calm, and they almost wrote the words "I'm not happy" on their faces.

Although the other group of people stood behind the real man of Gangshan, they still kept a distance from the real person of Gangshan, and they didn't seem to want to stand too close to this old man.

Yang Jun, who used to keep a very close relationship with the real people of Gangshan, agreed very much. To be close to the real people of Gangshan Mountain, you have to have a very strong psychology. For example, he who is walking towards the real person of Gangshan Mountain is very worthy of admiration.

What made him strange was that the faces of the group of people behind him were a little embarrassed, a little suspicious, and a little gloating.

With such complex emotions, what is this old ancestor doing?

Yang Junhu looked at the real person of Yushan suspiciously: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Huh?" Yushan Zhenren looked at Yang Jun with an innocent face, "As soon as you kid comes, you're going to charge me with a crime?" What kind of heart do you have? Didn't I just tell the truth! ”

The expression of grievance and wrongedness, the tone of almost crying......

This time, it became Yang Jun with a face.

He finally realized how the elders and the first leaders felt in the face of this old ancestor.

Are you sick? Why is it that a primary school student who has been in trouble but thinks he is innocent finally finds his parents to complain about their grievances! What do I have to do with you, huh?

Yang Jun swept his eyes and saw that the faces of the people around him were a little strange.

Didn't this old flower roar fiercely just now? How do you talk to a hairy boy like that? How do you look at it, how do you feel that your brain is not clear?

One of the people who pulled the young man even said: "You see that he is clearly sick in the brain, what do you have to do with him, and he is gone." ”

But the young man was as fierce as fire, and refused to leave, and shouted loudly: "What's the matter, it's great to be sick?" If you are sick, you can slander people at will? If he dares to slander his master, he is the enemy of the entire Yunfeng Peak, and I have to beat this dead old man! ”

Yang Jun's ears moved, and he captured the three words "Holding Yunfeng".

It turned out to be Chen Jianwei's apprentice!

He looked at the young man's face and thick neck again, and felt that it was the same as Chen Shouza, it was really a master and apprentice, and they were all the same!

Yang Jun suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Chen Shouza.

He himself was so angry that he was so angry that he was going to die, and his disciples were going to be cried by the real people of Gangshan, and when he turned around, Chen Shouzuo was so angry that he vomited blood.

Yang Jun is worried about Chen Shouzuo here, and the real person of Yushan has already stepped out, standing in the center of the circle surrounded by everyone, shaking his beard and shouting: "You are sick, your whole family is sick!" ”

The young man who whispered persuasion just now also had a little strain on his face.

Yang Jun supported his forehead, dealing with the real people of Yushan is really an unbearable weight in life, and ordinary people can't bear it.

He stepped forward to go to Layu Mountain Zhenren: "What are you doing here, don't we still have to hurry, when can we get to your cave?" ”

Early in the morning, this old ancestor was eager to take him to see the cave.

Although Yang Jun didn't look forward to the cave mansion of the real person in Gangshan at all, he had to take it out to coax him at this time.

But taking Yang Jun back to see the bait of the cave mansion is obviously not as tempting as the real people of Gangshan to make trouble in Jiangyuntai.

He waved his hand: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's play again." ”

Yang Jun didn't have a problem with him.

But while talking to the real person of Gangshan, many people's eyes have already fallen on him.

(A dawn is like a fairy place, and the green festival is leaning on the clouds.) - Chen Tao of the Song Dynasty "Eleven Bamboo Songs") (to be continued.) )