Su Feifei carried his hands behind his back, and walked in the void in contemplation. Suddenly, he shook his hair, as if he knew his intentions, and loosened the restraints very cooperatively, and slowly flew around his hair. In the air, the most pleasant voice of Su Feifei's life came: "Gently I go, just as I come gently; The golden willow on the riverside is the bride in the sunset, and the beautiful shadow in the sparkling waves ripples in my heart. The green wattles on the soft mud are swaggering at the bottom of the water, and in the soft waves of the Kang River, I am willing to be a water weed! The pool under the shade of the elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, crumpled among the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream. Dream-seeking: Hold a penny, wander to the greener grass, load a boatload of starlight, and sing in the starlight. But I can't play a song, "Su Feifei is passionate, surging, and high-spirited, accompanied by the body movements, gestures, and demeanor that are wonderful and fit the artistic conception of the poem, a touch of sadness, memories of the past, sincere affection, and beautiful imagination, which is very infectious, and she feels that she is very involved in the play and the mirror." The ancestors of the Bai family, the demented and demented elites of the Bai family, and even the guards and maids who were confused and confused, were even more excited, and their voices were more crisp and loud, and they were restricted, mixed with the power of the divine soul, wanton and arrogant, and of course, there was also the work of old Shanghai, "Quietly is the sheng flute of parting; Xia Worm is also silent for me, silence is Kangqiao tonight! Quietly I left, just as I came quietly, I waved my sleeves and took away a cloud." The ancestors, the children of the Bai family, the dead ghosts, the sisters, the fathers, the second mother, the old lady took the first step, five thousand years is not long. "Su Fei flew straight up to the clouds, fished out a cloud, and with a 'whoosh' sound, he slipped away like an old thief of time.

For a long time, there was a cry in the farewell field, not for Su Feifei, she didn't know her, she was here to make soy sauce, but she cried inexplicably.

After a long time, the ancestors of the Bai family opened their confused eyes and secretly scolded, "After 5,000 years, I will clean up this little girl called Lao Niang." ”

After a long time, Sister Miao murmured like a lost soul: "There is no most beautiful, only more beautiful, who is it? Who is it? What have you experienced? What have you experienced? Why do you take away a cloud with a wave of your sleeves?"

Su Feifei is complacent: Don't get you all meat and eight vegetarians, I really think that the old lady doesn't eat meat, hum, hum...... Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck it and replaced it with a big unkempt. Su Feifei raised his head and roared: "The old lady is not a vegetarian!" After speaking, he galloped away.

Dao Sheng smiled: "This is her former dream lover." He waved his sleeve and didn't take a cloud with him. It's a girl dancing and writing ink, pretending to fiddle with art. But her love is real. Miao'er, the art of life is the Tao, the Tao is also the art of life, and the extreme of art is actually the truth, that is, life, or perhaps ...... Origin. ”

"Can you let me meet him?" said Miao, obsessively.

"It's better not to see each other, and it's better to miss than to see each other. Just think about it, hehe, just think about it. He should be in heaven. ”

"Husband, I'll go first, okay? I want to take a cloud with me. It's a pity that I don't have the charm of my sister!"

"Miao'er is full of charm, why be persistent, the green mountains are the same as the clouds and rain, and the bright moon was once two towns. Thinking of each other and falling in love with each other is forever, and 5,000 years is not long. ”

"Okay, husband, see you again in five thousand years. ”

Bai Lingmiao bowed down in the direction of the Bai family's elders, and said like a yellow warbler: "Bai Lingmiao bids farewell to the elders, see you in five thousand years, and today I will also take away a cloud of the Bai family." After saying that, Miao Man rose into the air, waved his sleeves, rolled up a cloud and disappeared.

Bai Siyuan burst into tears at the moment when he disappeared: "I don't know how much wind and rain there is in this past, Miao Er cherishes, cherishes." ”

"Boy, if you don't leave something for the Bai family today, I'm afraid you can't say it!"

"The ancestors rest assured, Daosheng and his wife have to be taken care of by the Bai family, Daosheng remembers, say goodbye today, and Daosheng gives each other a song of red dust. After Dao Sheng finished speaking, he sat cross-legged in the void, and the flute stood horizontally on his lips, his soul was fully opened, and he merged into the sound of the flute. The entire Inner Nine Rings fell silent, the wind stopped murmuring, the clouds stopped wriggling, and the birds and insects fell in love. Flowers and trees stand solemnly, blooming colors in the heavenly rhyme, the flute softens the sunshine, warms the cold spring, the flute rhymes into the Tao, dissolves the mortal will, and the monk's feelings. On the way to the avenue, love the red dust, the long red dust on the avenue. The sound of the flute blows the meaning of the world and the love of the world. Seven emotions and six desires tell sorrows and joys, and three souls and seven spirits sing and clutch. Red dust love, love red dust, a mortal heart cultivates the truth, and a sacred heart seeks the source. At the end of the day, I want to use a pot of old wine to pay tribute to the diversity of life, and to the light sorrow in the depths of my heart and lungs. What disappears is illusion, not love, who is it? Who is it? Involving a glimmer of hope, half a cup of yearning, full of melancholy?

Dao Sheng quietly plucked a cloud.

The flute still reverberates, year or two...... The inner nine rings have a new name: the rhyme of the three talents. The ancestors blessed with the magic circle, and they had already prepared for it, and left today's scene with the sound and shadow jade. Since then, non-Bai family geniuses and non-major contributors are not allowed to enter, and the inner ninth ring has become the holy land of the Bai family.

The sky above the inner nine rings permanently leaves the image of flying and flying on the void chanting, the misty rising into the sky and blowing the clouds, and the Taoist transverse flute playing. Many years later, the three of them returned, and after watching it for a long time, they were all overwhelmed by their own charm, but unfortunately Xu Feifei never made the embarrassment of the thunderbolt public.

The interstate passage in Kyushu is in the hands of the sect, and it is free and open to the sect's order, but the location of the sect is not in Kyushu. Dao Sheng had endless imagination about the sect, both good and bad, and he speculated that the biggest possibility of the sect was an independent and exclusive small world. Since it can surpass the lower immortal realm Kyushu, there is definitely a special reason that cannot be questioned. But Daosheng felt that he was wrong, he was still on the way, three full months had passed, three long-distance teleportations, five time passages, and Daosheng had stayed outside an endless storm area.

"Senior brother, in front of you is the spatial turbulence area, and the narrowest place is about a million miles. Due to the instability of the space, it is impossible to build a teleportation channel, the senior brother passes through the turbulent area, and there are five more teleportations to the sect land, there is a relatively safe route in the sect order, don't go wrong. I wish my brother a smooth journey, and my brother will say goodbye. After the middle-aged male cultivator finished speaking, he drove the flying boat away without waiting for Daosheng to thank him.

After the disciples guarding the teleportation channel left, Dao Sheng did not rush into the spatial turbulence, but flew along the edge of the turbulence for ten days. With the speed of the southern flying geese without the slightest sign of reaching the end, the back and forth was delayed for more than a month, and he could only honestly follow the route indicated by the sect order. The turbulent area is not full of storms and lightning, and there are occasional normal voids. Dao Sheng stops and goes, since there are often senior brothers and sisters walking, there is no need to worry about excess. The space is filled with chaotic energy flows, hurricanes, whirlpools, shattered stars, air masses...... , which does not have much research value. Dao Sheng did not take the liberty of deviating from the safe passage, and went to the sect first.

All teleportation circles on the way are guarded by disciples, and they rotate once in a hundred years. Most of the guards were disciples of the Dao Saint Realm or the Human Immortal Realm who did not have high potential. I have a lot of respect for a genius like Dao Sheng who was selected from the Lower Immortal Realm. Dao Sheng learned some common knowledge of the sect during his communication with them, because their sect status was not high, and their knowledge was limited, so they could not solve his doubts. So the next few teleporters were just polite greetings and went through the motions. After a year and three months, Dao Sheng finally arrived at the territory of the Nine Sects, and he initially estimated that he had crossed the distance of at least ten solar systems.

The three sects to which Yanjiang Prefecture Immortal Cultivation belongs, all of which are on this planet called Jiuluojian, with an area roughly equivalent to two Yanjiang Prefectures, with a richer aura, higher material density, and great attraction to the center of the earth. Dao Sheng tried to escape with the qi, and the spiritual power consumed was more than double that of the lower immortal realm.

Along the way, the Dao students learned that the land of Jiuluo is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no mortal country. The three sects manage the planet, similar to the temple management model of the earth. A mortal tribe, the town is directly under the sect and is directly managed by low-level monks. It is common for a million miles to be uninhabited, full of reckless atmosphere, and in it, the feeling of desolation, loneliness, and remoteness arises spontaneously, as if chaos has just opened.

The Nine Sect Gate is located in the group of peaks, there is no tall gatehouse, between the two peaks of the pen ten thousand thousands, there is a passage about a thousand zhang wide. In the middle and upper part of the left and right peaks, there is a gray-white cliff of more than 100 zhang of relatively smooth natural generation, the right side is 'nine', the left side is 'back', the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the pen power is strong, penetrating into the depths of the cliff. Below the two hundred-zhang characters of 'Nine Rounds', and then at the Baizhang place, there are two suspended currents pouring down, forming the source of two big rivers in each direction, rushing and roaring and flowing into the distance. The peaks that stretch forward along the left and right peaks are gradually raised, the clouds cover the mist, the sun shines on them, the light and the flickering are magnificent. It is late autumn, the red leaves are like fire, the yellow leaves are like gold, the green pines are dripping, the ancient trees are vigorous, the vines are knotted, the autumn flowers are charming, layered, staggered, dotted and outlined, the mist is lightly covered, the light clouds are woven and weaved, the twist turns nine times, the autumn is rippling, the heavy makeup is lightly smeared, the strange fruits, the strange colors, the birds dance, the beasts whine. The painting has been painted for nine autumns, and it is full of years. Nature's wonders, wonders.

Dao Sheng was dizzy by the autumn smoke of the ninth round, and even his mood was dyed with thick autumn colors. He lost his mind, lost his soul, stopped his thoughts, and stood there for half a month full of autumn scenery. He wanted to play the flute very much to express the endless autumn mood in his chest, but after thinking about it, he gave up this plan: he was not able to express the beauty of autumn nine times.

Dao Sheng walked slowly to the bottom of the 'nine' and 'return', dressed solemnly, and bowed respectfully three times. Then he walked between the two peaks and shouted: "Daosheng, a new disciple of the Nine Hui Sect, meet the sect." The voice was infused with spiritual power and spirit, and it came out from afar, but it did not echo in the peaks.

"Senior brother is really extraordinary, please come with me!" said the female cultivator in a crisp voice.

"Senior sister of hard work, Dao Sheng is polite. ”

"Oops, it's too sour, it's sour than a green plum, call me Senior Sister Yue, don't call me old. In front of Dao Sheng appeared a lively, smart, and delicate girl, seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Hehe, it's really a cute little junior sister, senior brother is rude. Dao Sheng apologized.

"Oh, okay, okay, you're really not an ordinary sour, let's go, I'll take you to the sect. After speaking, Senior Sister Yue muttered in a low voice: "It doesn't look good, it's still sour, and this errand is a big loss." ”

Dao Sheng secretly laughed, this is probably the ancestor of the sect, the baby of the nymphomaniac.

"How's it going? Senior Sister Yue proudly showed off.

"Beautiful, autumn beauties are also beautiful. ”

"Well, although your words are a little sour, they are still sour, but they are delicious, well, give. After Senior Sister Yue finished speaking, she smiled and handed Dao Sheng a fruit that was bright red and glowing green, the size of a baby's fist, and was fragrant.

Dao Sheng thanked him, took it, and prepared to put it away.

"Eat quickly, this hanging green fruit can't be left overnight, it's difficult to pick, only when it's green, it's the most fragrant. The spirit monkeys in the mountains like to eat the most, and often fight for a fruit to the point of bleeding, and my little gold finally grabbed three in the afternoon. ”

Dao Sheng is not good, but Senior Sister Yue is gracious, and the fragrance is indeed attractive. After taking a bite, a sweet and mellow taste and flesh are like nine rounds of autumn, and the passion is stirring. Daosheng swore that he had eaten such a delicious fruit for the first time in his life. I was reluctant to take a second bite.

Senior Sister Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a smile: "How about it? I didn't lie to you, let me tell you, once I went to grab the monkey's hanging green, and I was bitten and hurt for several days." ”