Under the Yuxiao Peak of Tiantai Mountain, the immortal rock raised in the sky has no grass and trees, and there is nothing. The wind blows from the hunting mountain, and there is a faint whistling sound coming from the valley, which seems to tell passing tourists about the grand event of the immortal Xiaju soaring thousands of years ago.

In the void that is difficult for the naked eye to see, an ancient Taoist temple is hidden in a white light. At this time, Mo Fei was talking to Aoyagi and Bi Tao about their experiences after parting.

The two boys were also simple, and in their sadness, they sealed their spiritual consciousness and fell into a deep sleep, quietly waiting for the reincarnation of Murphy to return, which is a thousand years. The glory of the Tang Dynasty has long been lost in the long river of time.

Although Mo Fei has gone through several reincarnations, it is difficult for him to re-embark on the immortal path because he has not met the natal magic weapon Mo Liantu, which is imprinted with his own divine sense, let alone awaken the memories of his previous life. It is not until now, thousands of years later, that the unity of human treasure is finally realized, and the self is enlightened, knowing that everything in the world is empty, and only the fairy road is eternal.

Everyone sighed and sighed, the way of heaven is ruthless, the fairy road is reckless, the future is unpredictable, even if the people with great magical powers, they are not completely grasped, as a monk who is dedicated to the Tao, the only thing to do is to have great perseverance, great perseverance, great wisdom, great courage, in this road full of risks, overcome thorns and thorns, move forward bravely, and it is right.

Aoyagi pondered for a moment, but then raised his head and asked, "Senior brother, you have already turned back to the rooftop, what should we do in the future?" I also hope that the senior brother will make it clear. ”

Bi Tao also raised her pink little face and looked at Mo Fei. However, before the ascension of Dao Yin Zhenren, he had said that in the future, Mo Fei would need to be asked about Yuxiao Guan Qiē, and Mo Fei, as the only heir to the mantle of Dao Yin Zhenren, naturally had to support the Xuanmen line of Tiantai Mountain.

Mo Fei said: "The immortal road catastrophe has lasted for thousands of years, under the heavenly way, the law is reversed, now the gods in the earthly world are hidden, the immortal road does not exist, and the spiritual source is exhausted, the senior brother and Qingshan Jun work together to deduce, it seems that there will be changes in the future, and now it is the era of the end of the law, on the surface of the world, a piece of harmony, but the calamity is hidden and not released, we and other monks, naturally bear the brunt." Meditation is no longer out of date, and there is still a Taoist inheritance in the body, the two junior brothers and follow the senior brother in the red dust, the red dust refining the heart, the heart refining the red dust, the heart of ten thousand hearts, the heart reflects the red dust. Even if there are thousands of mountains blocking the road in front of us and thousands of rivers flowing crosswise, we will also split the mountains and cut off the water, and break out a splendid future. ”

Qingliu and Bi Tao two boys, hearing the eyes of the brilliant color, both of them are thousands of years of grass and tree elves, since they know that at this time the fairy road has been broken, if you want to cultivate the positive fruit but it is difficult to go to the blue sky, this Mo Fei words, so that the two of them are excited. There is no road ahead to be afraid of anything, we dig it ourselves, in the previous life, in order to achieve today's wish, reincarnation for a thousand years, the two of them naturally have to follow in the footsteps of the senior brother, and the real person also said that the senior brother is a person with great wisdom and great opportunity, and there will definitely be no mistake in listening to the senior brother.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and nodded emphatically. Not only the two boys, but also the soul of Jade Mountain heard Mo Fei's words, and also felt something, and said in his heart: "I have survived for thousands of years, but I don't have such a mind and courage as this person, I really deserve to be a true disciple of Xuanmen Daoyin." It seems that I chose to follow this person down the mountain this time, it is really a wonderful move, maybe the immortal path is hopeful, even if the final success is defeated, it will not be in vain for this ten thousand years of cultivation.

But not to mention what everyone thought in their hearts, Mo Fei quietly walked into the main hall. The hall is still the same, the patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty sits on the lotus platform with a high and high level, his face is compassionate, he holds the pearl in his hand, or he holds the wish, or he holds the gossip fan, each pinching the seal, solemn and solemn, Mo Fei took out three sandalwood incense sticks from the incense case, ignited it, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed respectfully a few times.

Then he came to the teacher Dao Yin's real tablet, knelt on the futon, and seemed to think of that day, the teacher was about to ascend, but he told himself a thousand times, Mo Fei was sad in his heart, and his thoughts for thousands of years flowed in his heart, turning into a heavy salute in front of the shrine.

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen, and the sky was just white. Tiantai Mountain is shrouded in thin clouds, looking from afar, it seems that the mountain is in the clouds, looming, like Penglai fairyland.

The breeze blows, the clouds are circulating, and the bells of the ancient temples are heard in the distance, so that the climbers hear it, and there is a sense of enlightenment, and the heart suddenly gives birth to a long and ancient rhyme, as if a qiē trouble in the world is when the morning bell rings, it turns into clouds and smoke and disperses, and the whole body and mind are washed by the ancient bell Zen rhyme, and it is suddenly easy and abnormal.

The immortal rock under the Yuxiao Peak of Tiantai Mountain is empty, in the mist, only a corner of the hanging rock is exposed, abruptly in mid-air, rising and falling in the clouds and smoke, like an isolated island suspended in the clouds, but there is a bit of ethereal and lonely feeling.

It was originally a calm immortal rock, but suddenly, there were bursts of ripples, and the mist floating on it tumbled and rolled, and slowly, three figures appeared in the void little by little, and slowly became clear.

One is a tall young man with handsome eyebrows and eyes; One is a cute boy in a goose yellow T-shirt, green trousers, and a pair of black and white big eyes; One is a beautiful girl in pink clothes, pigtails, and fleshy cheeks, who are Mo Fei and Aoyagi Bitao.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the two boys have stepped out of the Jade Sky Temple, and they can't help but be curious when they see the world outside the view. Aoyagi rolled his round eyes and looked around.

In the eastern sky, Chaoyang had already shown half a smiling face, looking at the mountain shyly. Countless mountains and mountains, in the misty clouds, were dyed pale gold by the glow. Thousands of red rays overflowed, blending with the slowly rising mist in the valley, changing the aura of colorful light.

"Look, seven-colored clouds." There was a sudden cheer from Yuxiao Peak, but it was the tourists who got up early to watch the sunrise. Tiantai Mountain's Yuxiao Peak, the seven-colored clouds are not visible every day. Whether or not you can see this spectacle is a matter of luck. Some people have come seven or eight times, but they don't necessarily meet them.

According to legend, the seven-colored clouds of Tiantai Mountain are the visions produced by the real people who lived in seclusion on the immortal rock thousands of years ago and ascended to the fairy world. The immortal is no longer there, but the spectacle has been preserved for thousands of years. There are more folk songs under the mountain: there are immortals on the immortal rock, and the immortals fly up to the clouds. People say that if you can see the seven-colored clouds, you will be happy.

Looking up at the visitors on Yuxiao Peak, Mo Fei smiled slightly, this seven-colored cloud had been seen as early as when he entered the mountain when he was a child, but it was not a vision of an immortal ascending. However, seeing the tourists excited and cheering because of this, Mo Fei couldn't help but feel something, this is the red dust, there is laughter, there is sadness, there are ups and downs, and the monk can only know the wonder of the fairy road when he has experienced it.

Bi Tao looked up at her pink little face and asked, "Senior brother, why are these people so stupid, they have to be excited for a long time when they see the colored light, are people in the world like this?" ”

Mo Fei smiled: "You have not yet entered the WTO, you are still innocent, you don't know the red dust, people's hearts are changing, now follow me This experience, you will definitely gain a lot." It will also help you to mature your mind. The road is endless, the road ahead is boundless, you need to grow up, the fairy road forward, and you and I need to support each other. ”

While speaking, one hand pulls the green willow, the other hand pulls the peach, slowly walk down the mountain, the mist in the mountains gradually disperses with the rising of the sun, leaving only a thin layer, floating in the mountainside, there seems to be nothing, it seems that the mountains and forests in the early morning are like dreams.

Mo Fei led the two of them slowly, although it seemed to be slow, but in fact it was the method of shrinking the ground, and at each step, there seemed to be an afterimage flashing, and soon disappeared at the corner of the mountain road.

On Yuxiao Peak, a girl overlooking the mountain scenery with a telescope was seeing this scene, pointing down with her finger, and was so shocked that she couldn't say anything for a while.

"Qiu Ge, what's wrong with you." The girl next to her was surprised.

"Xia You, I saw the fox fairy yesterday again."

The girl called Qiu Ge was a little distracted for a while: "It's still three, three, he took a boy and a girl, a few flickered, and disappeared from my sight." ”

"Then let's hurry up and chase down, maybe we can meet again." Xia You pulled Qiu Ge and hurried down the mountain.

"You're not afraid?" Xia You was a little surprised.

"I thought about it carefully yesterday, maybe it's an immortal, you forgot, this is a Taoist cave blessed land in ancient times. Besides, it's really a fox fairy, and there's nothing to be afraid of, hurry up in broad daylight, otherwise you won't be able to see it for a while. ”

When the two of them got off Yuxiao Peak, the mountain road was winding, the peaks were faint, and there was still Mo Fei's figure. The girl named Qiu Ge couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's gone again, it seems that there is no fate." ”

Then, he said excitedly: "I remembered the story of Liu Chen, Ruan Zhao, and Tiantai Mountain's encounter with immortals, I dare to conclude that what we met must be immortals, but we have no fate." I decided that I would definitely come to Tiantai Mountain often in the future. In the blink of an eye, this girl named Qiu Ge ignited her fighting spirit again, and she had the potential to not give up if she didn't meet it.

Mo Fei didn't know that after performing the illusion, he used the method of shrinking the ground, but he was seen through by the two girls repeatedly. This is the fate of the two girls with the Tao. Although I missed it this time, I will have a good story in the future.