Yun Mengze.

Rivers crisscross and lakes dot the dots.

A dusty ox cart stopped in front of a small crystal clear lake, surrounded by verdant and dense reeds. As soon as the wind blows, the emerald green reed leaves sway non-stop, making bursts of "rustling" sounds, like a rough ocean.

In the reeds.

Birds can be seen chasing each other, or swarming up as if frightened.

"Your Majesty, there is no road ahead. ”

Qing Mang looked up and said with some doubts, "Do you want to continue walking?"

Feng Qingyan, who was dressed in white, walked out of the ox cart, walked along the lake, looked into the distance and said: "Steaming clouds and dreams, water overflowing the lake." ”

"Good poetry, good poetry. ”

Qing Mang patted his ass.

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a while, then walked back to the ox cart and said, "Keep walking." ”

"No. ”

Qing Mang nodded, and then pulled the ox cart and stepped on the reeds.

In the world-famous Yunmengze, in addition to patches of emerald green reeds, there are many indescribable water plants, interwoven into a thick layer of grass roots or floating felt.

Naturally, it is a good place for birds and fish to inhabit, breed and fatten.

After flying for thousands of miles, a thick black line of black forest appeared in front of him, which made Qing Mang suddenly surprised, and said, "Your Majesty, is there still a forest in Yunmengze?"

When Feng Qingyan heard this, he lifted the curtain, and sure enough, he saw a dark forest in front of him, and saw that the trees in the forest were growing very luxuriantly, covering the sky and the sun, and looking at it from a distance, it was shrouded in a strange and gloomy atmosphere.

It's like a place where ghosts live.

"Hey, there's a big river in front of the forest, and this river is so big. Qing Mang said in surprise as he ran, and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the big river running through the clouds and dreams, "Your Majesty, what kind of river is this?"

"This should be the Nu River. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"What kind of river is the Nu River?"

Qing Mang said curiously.

"The Nu River originates from Tianbi Mountain, flows through the Sword Kingdom, Shu Kingdom, Ba Kingdom, and Yunmengze, and flows into the Shenwei Thunder Sea along the Shenwei Thunder Sea. In the lower reaches of the Nu River, the north of the river is Shenwei Leize, and the south of the Yangtze River is a million mountains; in the middle reaches of the Nu River, the northeast is Yunmengze, and the southwest is Wushan Realm...... "Fengqingyan Road," because in the upstream and downstream, the river is turbulent and rolling, if ten thousand horses gallop, it is unstoppable, so it is called the Nu River. Only when it flows through Yunmengze will the river be calmer......"

"Your Majesty, since the Nu River has tens of thousands of miles, why is it only called the Nu River?"

Qing Mang was puzzled.

"Ten thousand miles is just an approximation. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"The gentleman said that it is in the middle reaches of the Nu River, and the southwest is the Wushan realm, so the forest in front of it is the Wushan realm?"

"Perhaps. ”

Feng Qingyan looked at the black pottery flower pot, and the flowers on the other side were still pointing to the southwest, I was afraid that it was really Wushan Realm.

Whew-

Yun Mengze is surging.

The sky suddenly became overcast, as if it was about to rain heavily.

"It's going to rain. Qing Mang said, but did not stop under his hooves, and continued to run towards the dark forest in front of him.

Boom Boom –

But in the blink of an eye.

Black clouds rolled in the sky, enveloping the entire heaven and earth, splitting down one after another hideous thunder and lightning.

Whoa—

Heavy rain poured down.

"Your Majesty, do you need to find a place to shelter from the rain?"

Qing Mang asked, and after speaking, he saw that there was a white pavilion in the large lake that connected with the Nu River on the left front.

If it is a sunny day, it must be the same color of water and sky, perfectly blended together.

"Your Majesty, there is a pavilion in that lake to shelter from the rain. ”

Qing Mangdao.

When Feng Qingyan nodded, Qing Mang pulled the ox cart and hurried to the white pavilion in the lake. On one side of the white pavilion, there is a white balustrade promenade and a white stone platform that can be used to park ox carts.

When Qing Mang parked the ox cart on the stone platform, he was a little puzzled: "It's strange, how can there be a pavilion built in a deserted swamp? This pavilion does not look like a new one, but it is very clean, and it seems that people often come to clean it." ”

Feng Qingyan walked out of the ox cart and quickly came to the pavilion.

The pavilion is not small, three zhang wide.

Feng Qingyan looked at the pavilion and looked at the black forest in front of him, only to see that the sky was shrouded in mist, coupled with the thunder and lightning roar, it seemed that the black forest had become more terrifying.

"Your Majesty, there won't be any ghosts hidden in that forest, right?"

Qing Mang said with some worry.

"Yunmengze is the land where Yunzhongjun is a god, how can there be any ghosts?" Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

However, instead of stopping, the rain continued to fall.

Like a column of water.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be a big ship in the upper reaches of the Nu River. ”

Qing Mang did not enter the pavilion, but was outside the pavilion, squinting at the big ship looming in the mist.

When Feng Qingyan heard this, he looked, and sure enough, he saw a big ship coming.

At this time, the big boat did not go down the river, but sailed into the big lake, and it seemed that they had already seen the pavilion, so they slowly sailed towards it.

A moment later.

The big boat came to the stone platform outside the pavilion, and several young men and women in white with swords on their backs flew down from the boat, all about twenty years old.

A man of the Sword Country?

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

These young men in white with swords on their backs, handsome men and pretty women, all have extraordinary temperaments, and they all seem to be in the realm of warriors.

But in the country of swords, they are called swordsmen.

They looked at Feng Qingyan, and glanced at Qing Mang, then walked into the pavilion by themselves. Feng Qingyan nodded to them, no matter what, there were once people from the Sword Country who were kind to him......

"Senior brother, it is rumored that there is a world-famous divine pen in Yunmengze, I don't know if it is true or not?"

A woman asked curiously, and looked around.

"We are not those literati, what is the use of asking God to write?" A young man shook his head and said, "But speaking of which, this God pen is indeed very extraordinary, and it can make the pen ...... life."

"How are creatures?"

That is, to draw a bird with a divine brush, the bird will have spirituality, gradually turn into a spiritual object, and fly out of the painting. ”

"Wow-"

And at this time.

In the upper and lower reaches of the Nu River, several large and small boats appeared, which made the men and women with swords in the pavilion a little vigilant. Moreover, they stared at Feng Qingyan coldly, and their bodies were filled with fierce sword intent.

Feng Qingyan frowned, what is the situation?

Why are there so many ships pouring out of the river at once?

These ships were all heading towards the Great Lake.

"Who are you?"

A young man with a sword on his back asked in a cold voice, his eyes fixed on Feng Qingyan, "What is the purpose of surrounding us?"

"If I say, I'm just passing by, do you believe me?"

Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

"Do you think we'll believe it?"

The face of the young man with the sword on his back sank, and a fierce sword intent burst out from his body.

At this time, several boats sailed into the great lake, docked against the promenade outside the pavilion, and from the boats walked in the rain one after another, all towards the pavilion.

......