The fat man and I were intoxicated in the sunrise of the sea of clouds at the top of the Riguan Peak, and when we came back to our senses, the crowded crowd around us had dispersed for the most part, and a sense of coldness suddenly appeared, as if time had passed in the world, and joys and sorrows went back and forth.

Looking at the time, more than an hour has passed.

We took some food out of our backpacks for breakfast and headed west, scurrying in the direction of the sky.

The sky has already brightened, and most of the tourists begin to return to the mountain after watching the sunrise over the sea of clouds on the Riguan Peak. The road from Nantianmen to the west is sparsely populated. When you pass through the Peach Blossom Spring, it will be even more inaccessible.

Tourists are tired on their faces, and a night of climbing is indeed difficult for ordinary people.

What's even more unexpected is that as we walked, the fat man and I found that a few hundred meters in front of us, there were two "first-line sky".

In front of this road, there are two peaks that are not short, and the peaks of the two peaks are covered with greenery, like two blue swords erected, the tips of which extend towards the sky.

A gap of about three or four meters is revealed between the two peaks, and the light and shadow can be seen at a glance, reaching the other side. Among them, there are tourists shuttling and stopping to take pictures.

On our right-hand side, however, there is another "glimmer of sky" with a completely different view. I saw that this line of heaven is also adjacent to two mountain peaks, but the height of the two peaks is several times higher than the twin peaks over there, straight into the clouds.

The distance between the two peaks is also extremely wide, to say the least it is about ten meters, which can be called the road to heaven, but it is not straight, but curved, and there is no end in sight.

On both sides of the peak and on this wide avenue, there are clouds and mist, rippling in the morning and west, like a fairyland on earth.

At the entrance of this fairyland, there is a landing signboard with four big words written on it: Summit Entry.

I looked at the fat man and said in my heart that there were two first-line heavens. Judging from the signboard, it is obvious that this peak is higher and the road is wider, and the first-line genius is the entrance to the summit.

But it was our first time at the summit, and we were a little hesitant for a while, not knowing which way to go.

The two were thinking about it, when they heard the hurried footsteps behind them, and a big man came.

This person is 1.8 meters tall, dressed very ordinary, white T-shirt, black jeans, and a sunhat on his head, looking no different from ordinary tourists.

The body is extremely strong, and the muscles on the two arms of the T-shirt are full of muscles, and the hole is powerful. On his shoulders was not the backpack of ordinary tourists, but an earthy white jacket that is rarely seen today.

To put it bluntly, it is two cloth bag pockets, connected in the middle, and placed on the chest and back through the shoulders, which is an old object.

However, through the aura condensed around this person, I can see at a glance that this big man is a cultivator.

Dahan walked up to us and stopped, clenched his fists and asked, "Are the two Taoist friends here to participate in the Taishan Summit?" ”

His voice is majestic and quite nice.

Hearing him say this, I also hugged my fists with the fat man and said that it was exactly.

Dahan smiled and said that he had just seen the sea of clouds on Riguan Peak, and he had already discovered us, but there were more tourists before, so he didn't talk to us, and everyone was going to participate in the Taishan Summit, so it was better to go together.

We were worried about not knowing which way to go, and it was natural to be overjoyed to hear this person's invitation to go hand in hand.

This big man is about thirty years old, and he talks decently and politely, but it is a little inconsistent with his burly appearance.

He introduced his surname as Wang, his name is Zixiao, from Shunde Hall in Lubei, and this time he came to the summit on the order of his teacher, and asked us which sect we came from.

I haven't heard of the sect of Shunde Hall, but I know the rules of the rivers and lakes, and even said that it was the royal brother of Shunde Hall, which was disrespectful and disrespectful. At the same time, I reported our respective names to the fat man, saying that the two of us were from Quancheng Tiandihe.

Tiandihe has just been established, and the name is naturally not loud, Wang Zixiao obviously doesn't know, but he is still polite, saying that he has admired the name for a long time.

Knowing that we were coming for the first time, the prince said that it was common for the first time to visit the mountain gate, and he pointed to the sign in front of us that said "Summit Entrance" for us to see.

Under his guidance, I saw a couple of men and women dressed as couples, both of them holding ice cream in their hands, walking forward.

Couples abound on Mount Ti, and there was nothing to say. But the strange thing is that with the footsteps of the two of them, the body actually went straight through the signboard erected on the ground, as if they hadn't found it.

And as the two of them passed through, the signboard was like a wisp of smoke, and the whole body was blurred, and soon it became clear again, as if nothing had happened.

Only then did I realize that this signboard seemed to be unremarkable, but it was invisible to ordinary people except for cultivators.

In this way, the fairyland-like road to heaven should not be visible to ordinary tourists. I read it as a novelty, but I didn't know how it worked.

It can be seen from this that the blessed land cave is indeed unusual, before I came, I was worried that there would be no tourists who would make trouble, it seems that I am unfounded.

We crossed the signboard into the first line of the sky, and without taking two steps, I found that the aura here was obviously different from other places, the aura was numerous, the power of the sun and the moon was great, and the peaks on both sides were full of fairy energy, which was refreshing and pleasant.

The road under your feet is smooth and wider than you can see from afar. The seemingly naturally formed stone slabs, connected by pieces without the slightest gap, where is there still a glimmer of sky, but there is a feeling of walking in a fairy valley secluded.

Moving forward along the road, we followed Wang Zixiao around two corners, and a long line appeared in front of us, and when we saw someone coming behind us, several people at the end of the team couldn't help but turn their heads and look back.

The prince who walked in front of him clenched his fists and greeted them warmly.

"Lu Jushi, Zhao Liuxia, Brother Qi Tian, fellow Daoists, don't come to ...... harm"

Several people also hugged their fists in return: "Wang Sixia works hard, don't come unharmed......"

They called Wang Zixiao Wang Sixia, and I don't know if it was his nickname or what special meaning it had.

Wang Zixiao waved his hand, saying that it was all the concessions of the brothers, and Zixiao didn't dare to call him the Four Heroes. Everyone laughed, saying that the four heroes should not be modest, in the past few years, your Shunde Hall has been in the limelight, and the name of the four heroes is well deserved.

Wang Zixiao introduced me and the fat man, saying that the two Taoist friends I met on the road were coming to participate in the Taishan Summit for the first time, and they were from Quancheng, so you should take care of them.

We hugged our fists and greeted everyone politely.

I looked at the team in front of me, it was like a long dragon, there were no less than 100 people. There seems to be a checkpoint ahead, guarded by several men in gray robes, like ticket inspectors at the ticket gates.

While everyone was chatting, they heard a loud voice in front of the group, as if there was a conflict.