Qingshen Mountain just now is already in autumn, but this valley is still in the middle of summer, the mountain flowers on the side of the hanging rock, and the waterfall and spring on the cliff.

Not far away, a pool of turquoise deep pool, sparkling waves, reflecting the sky and cloud shadows, the white cranes and mandarin ducks on the edge of the pond are accompanied by feathers, sometimes looking up to the sky and singing. The lotus leaves in the pond are as big as a pu mat, and a little water droplets roll in the wind on the lotus leaves.

There is a Taoist temple built by the mountain on the opposite bank of the deep pool, the single eaves rest on the top of the mountain, the top is covered with blue glazed tiles, the eaves are five steps on the heavy ang dougong, the outer eaves are all painted, the colors are bright, and they shine in the sun.

In front of the gate of Daoguan Mountain, an old ginkgo tree is planted, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, lush, and the main trunk is at least as thick as three people hugging each other.

Lao Dao took Fang Yu to the front of the deep pool. Fang Yu saw that there was no pontoon bridge or ferry boat above the deep pool, and was still guessing how to get there.

Just look at the sleeves of the old Taoist robe and slap it on his body.

Fang Yu looked at the movements of the old way, and estimated that he would not use kung fu such as Dengping to cross the water for a while, and now he was assisting his luck through external skills. After all, to take a person of more than 100 catties over more than ten meters of water, even Fang Yu felt that it was not easy.

After seeing Lao Dao slapping his body, he showed an embarrassed look on his face, opened and closed his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly to the other side:

"Mingxin, come out quickly, and raise the lotus bridge for me."

Lao Dao shouted a few times, and a slow and low voice suddenly came from in front of the gate of Daoguan Mountain on the other side:

"Little Taoist, why did you forget to bring the formation talisman, you have always lost everything like this since you were a child."

Lao Dao was taken aback: "Elder Gongsun! Did I wake you up? ”

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just taking a nap. Just now a little Taoist priest told me that the foreigners called, and now they are gone? A deep voice asked.

Lao Dao said helplessly:

"It's all gone, it's been decades. You've been napping long enough. ”

As he spoke, the tall ginkgo tree on the other side hung down its branches and leaves and brushed on the water. A glimmer of light waved, and dozens of huge lotus flowers half a meter square suddenly bloomed on the water surface, zigzag and meandering on both sides of the deep pool to form a nine-curved lotus bridge.

Fang Yu pointed to the ginkgo tree in surprise:

"The tree... He moved! ”

Lao Dao pressed Fang Yu's hand:

"Don't be rude, that's Elder Gongsun. He has lived here for more than 1,800 years, and he is older than our ancestors. ”

Before the old Tao finished speaking, a slow and gentle laughter came from the other side:

"Little baby, you're new here. Don't be afraid, old man, I like children the most, come and let me see. ”

"Here it is." Lao Dao answered, and stepped on the lotus bridge first and walked towards the opposite bank.

Fang Yu saw that the old road was walking briskly, and he also stretched out his foot with curiosity and stepped on the lotus canopy in the lotus center

The soft feet don't seem to be very strong, but no matter how much force is added, the lotus canopy is still slim and elegant, and it is not bent and deformed at all.

Fang Yu jumped on the lotus bridge with confidence and quickly followed the old way.

After crossing the lotus bridge, Fang Yu saw clearly that in the middle and upper section of the huge ginkgo tree, there were two horizontal and one vertical and three thin slits under the cover of branches and leaves.

When Fang Yu approached, the two horizontal slits cracked open to reveal a pair of emerald green wooden eyes, and then the vertical slit opened and closed, and the low voice he heard just now sounded again:

"Little baby, you look familiar, I remember you... I think I've been here before. ”

"He is my master's child, and the one you have seen should be my master. My master said that he lived in Guanli when he was a child. The old man said.

"Oh... I remembered that fifty years ago, there was such a little baby, very naughty, who came to me from time to time to ask for fruit to eat, and used to pee at my feet. ”

Old Ginkgo's words made Fang Yu listen to it interestingly, he had a vague memory of his father, and he didn't think that his father was so naughty when he was a child.

Old Ginkgo continued to say slowly:

"You little Taoist priests are stubble after stubble, but it's not much fun. That little baby is good, and often comes to talk to me. Come on, little baby, little baby, give you a few fruits to satisfy your cravings. ”

The branches of the old ginkgo drooped down, and the three ginkgo fruits fell into Fang Yu's palm without being biased.

Lao Dao patted Fang Yu:

"Brother Yu, hurry up and thank Elder Gongsun. The fruits treasured by Elder Gongsun are different from ordinary ginkgo fruits. Not only is it not poisonous, it is delicious to eat directly, and each one can prolong life for a year, which is a rare treasure. ”

Fang Yu listened and hurriedly gave a big gift to the old ginkgo:

"Grandpa Gongsun, thank you for the fruit."

The old ginkgo "hehe" smiled:

"The little baby is really good, come and chat with me when you have time in the future, and I will tell you the story of the Heavenly Master's subjugation. I think about back then..."

As soon as Lao Dao heard that Lao Ginkgo said that he wanted to tell a story, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat on the back of his head. He had heard from the old man in the temple that the Elder Tree Spirit at the door would tell the story endlessly.

He hurriedly interjected:

"Elder Gongsun, I still have to accompany him to meet the master, will I come back and listen to your story later?"

The old ginkgo shook the branches of the tree with some disappointment:

"Okay, okay, you little Taoist priests are always in a hurry, and you don't want to wait for me to finish speaking. Go ahead, go about your own business, and I'll take another nap..."

As he spoke, the slit in the tree closed, and the leaves shook thinly, sounding like a subtle snoring.

Lao Dao saw that the old ginkgo was asleep again, and hurriedly beckoned Fang Yu to leave.

Fang Yu put away the ginkgo fruit in his hand, gave a salute to the old ginkgo, and then turned around to follow the old way.

As soon as Fang Yu turned around, the vertical slit on the old ginkgo bent slightly, looking like a smile.

Fang Yu walked to the gate of Daoguan Mountain, looked through the branches and leaves of the old ginkgo, and saw that the plaque on it was written with the three big characters of "Zhangrenguan".

As soon as you enter the mountain gate, you will face a Lingguan Palace, and on the left and right sides are the bell tower and the drum tower.

Lao Dao didn't enter the Lingguan Palace, and directly took Fang Yu to bypass from the right side and left side.

Behind the Lingguan Hall is the main hall of the Taoist temple, there are three plaques on the hall, the right plaque is "the dragon stilt on the immortal", the left is "Xiyi Zhenjun", and the plaque in the middle reads "Wuyue General Division".

In the shrine in the temple, there is a statue of a white-bearded Taoist wearing a yellow robe, and the Taoist holds a small clay pot in his hand, and there are five-colored smoke rising behind him.

His Royal Highness has a young Taoist boy who looks like he is in his teens, sweeping the floor by the three-story Baoding incense burner next to the steps.

"Mingxin, it turns out that you are here, no wonder I kept calling you just now and didn't answer." The old Taoist shouted at the little Taoist priest from afar.

The little Taoist priest looked up and saw the old way, and happily dropped the broom and ran over:

"Uncle Zhiming, you're back, where are the comics I asked you to bring?"

Lao Dao scratched his head embarrassedly, "I was in a hurry today, and I forgot to go down the mountain to buy it for you." Uh, where's the boss? ”

The little Taoist priest pursed his lips and pointed in the direction of the apse:

"Master Ancestor, this is going to be doing morning class. Hey, this is..."

The little Taoist priest found Fang Yu who was following the old Taoist.

"He is your Uncle Fang Yu, I brought him to meet the master."

Lao Dao said and took Fang Yu to the apse again.

The little Taoist priest stared at Fang Yu's back curiously for a while, then turned around and ran out.

The apse is the Laojun Palace, Fang Yu looks at it from afar, you can see the statue of the Taoist ancestor of the temple, and there is the Donghua Emperor on the side of the Taishang Laojun.

Lao Dao asked Fang Yu to wait at His Royal Highness, and he climbed the stairs to enter the hall.

Walker Meow: When I arrived at the new unit, there was no computer or Internet, and the place to sleep was the hall... I came home on a busy night to have free codewords. This book is really ill-fated.

(End of chapter)