In the courtyard, the willows hang down at dusk, and the three of them sit in a circle.

Liu Chang looked at the sky, and saw the confident look on Qingyuan's face, and sighed in a low voice: "Heaven's will is so." ”

Qingyuan must be in his heart: "Then Liu Gongzi agreed?" ”

"Hmph, after this (rì), you can't wait to come to me for this."

Qingyuan and Mi Nu glanced at each other, but they smiled.

"Lao asked Liu Gongzi to lead the way."

Liu Bian raised his hand to stop each other and looked at the two: "I have a word first, I am only responsible for bringing the two of you in, and I will not want to help with the rest." ”

"It's nature." Qing Yuan brushed aside Liu Chang's hand that was in front of Mi Nu (shēn).

"That's my business." Liu Yan looked at the two.

"We never thought about blackmail, so naturally we won't cause more trouble."

Liu Chang nodded on his face, but he was disdainful in his heart, I believe you are a ghost.

Qingyuan didn't explain much, and stood up with the maid.

The willow changed his palm and brushed (shēn) the willow tree in front of him, and a token carved with a jade dragon was taken out of his arms.

After a while, an old voice appeared in the willow tree.

"It turned out to be Liuyun Gongzi, it was just the right time, please come in."

The voice flickered and flickered.

Qing Yuan was slightly surprised, he hadn't noticed anything unusual from this willow tree before.

It is worthy of being a means laid by the dragon king.

"Prime Minister and slow, I'll enter this time with two people."

"Oh? Also a scholar? ”

Liu Yan looked at Qingyuan's outfit: "Exactly." ”

"Then it's okay, just go through Wenmo Road, Liu Gongzi, please come in." The voice was polite.

Hearing this, Liu Changyan stepped into the willow tree, and the (shēn) shape disappeared instantly.

Qingyuan and the others then followed up and arrived at a vague and empty realm, but they saw a man dressed in red and yellow, wearing a nondescript black gauze hat, and carrying a turtle shell that was tall enough to be a man...... Turtles.

"Two, this is the Prime Minister of the South China Sea Dragon Palace Turtle, although the longevity of the Lord."

Qingyuan's face twitched, this old turtle Han was a little simple, but the mana of Hun (shēn) was very deep, I don't know how many years have passed.

"In the next week, bring the inner son ......" Qingyuan had a sharp pain in his waist, so he had to change his words, "The sister came to the meeting. ”

The very funny turtle prime minister glanced at the two of them: "Well, female talents are rare, when you break through Wenmo Dao, someone will take you into the palace." ”

After the turtle prime minister finished speaking, he didn't give the two of them time to ask questions, and disappeared directly with Liu Bian.

At the same time, the environment of Qingyuan (shēn) has changed dramatically, from a former empty space to a long corridor.

The floor of the promenade is paved with bluestone, and there are wooden pillars every six meters, and there are tea tables in between, and each pillar has a sentence.

Qingyuan looked at it suddenly, the periphery of this corridor was full of fog, and he couldn't see what was in it at all.

And in the corridor, there are at least hundreds of columns.

Mi Nu walked to a pillar at this time, stopped, and said: "It seems that this is the so-called Wenmo Dao, these pillars are Wenzhu, one on the left and one on the left, the upper link has been out, we only need to go out of the lower link, or leave a poem out of the county, you can go forward six meters, if not, you can only go home." ”

Qingyuan also stepped forward to watch, and on the stone pier under the pillar on the face, the content of what the maid said before was engraved.

"It's all here, you can't give up halfway." Qing Yuan looked at the upper link above this known as the "Wen Zhu".

"Can you still match it? Let's see if there is any other way to break this (jìn) system. "Mi Nu is a little headache, if you talk about the scriptures and righteousness, the principles of heaven and earth, she also knows a little bit or two, but this Confucian way, she really doesn't understand.

Qingyuan grabbed it, hugged it from behind, pulled up the right hand of the maid, and the mana poured out, and a line of handwriting fell on the text pillar on the other side.

The front (jìn) system is suddenly unraveled.

"Confucianism is also a general principle, the so-called phase is born from the heart, the phase mentioned in this article is the meaning of each heart, you and I can be right according to our hearts."

Qingyuan motioned to the maid: "This is Wenmo Dao, and it is also a conscience." ”

Mi Nu walked up to the second pillar and looked at it.

Half is 山 (yīn) and half gilded.

A scene emerges naturally, and the heart moves, but the next link comes out naturally.

It is not the reason of the battle, but it also breaks the (jìn) system.

Qingyuan sat on the table on the side, moving with the maid.

This level of inquisition was too easy for him, and when he entered the road, he walked the road to heaven in the south.

However, for the maid, this place is a rare opportunity.

One hundred and eight couplets.

A pillar of incense can't be incense.

Qingyuan felt that he might still overestimate the heritage of the South China Sea Dragon Clan.

After a breath of true anger passed, there was a trace of blood on the miserable white face of the maid.

"My Mi'er is really amazing." Qingyuan jumped in front of Mi Nu (shēn) and gave a thumbs up, "No effort. ”

The maid glanced at Qingyuan, but a look of surprise flashed.

Just as the two of them broke the last (jìn) system, an ordinary human-sized shrimp soldier appeared in front of them.

"Two distinguished guests come with me."

Qingyuan and the others naturally did not refuse, and on the way, the maid saw that the surrounding scenery gradually became clear.

It's just that a huge sense of pressure and suffocation came in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.

"What did you give me?" Mi Nu looked at Qing Yuan angrily, and just as she felt suffocated and stressed, Qing Yuan stuffed a pill into her mouth with lightning speed.

Seeing her like this, Qingyuan whispered in her ear: "Urging (qíng) pills." ”

"......" Mi Nu knew that this was just his excuse, but she didn't ask again, and after the previous discomfort disappeared, she realized that she was now in the deep sea (shēn).

It's just that you need to ignore the huge dark iron pillars that are chaotic at the bottom of the sea, as if breaking through the sea and hitting the sky, and the three of them walked on a rope bridge around these dark iron pillars.

Looking at the shattered crust of magma at the bottom of the sea, the shrimp soldier was not surprised by this, but comforted the two: "This is the South China Sea prison, the two distinguished guests don't need to worry. ”

You are not worried about such a harsh environment, what do I have to worry about.

Qingyuan looked like a leisurely stroll.

After walking for a while, a palatial palace (diàn) carved out of huge crystals finally appeared in the distance.

Shrimp soldiers and crabs will welcome guests left and right, mussel girls dance (shēn) posture, and rare corals decorate it, which is an atmospheric appearance.

It's just that Qingyuan felt that something was wrong, and he didn't know where the problem was for a while.

This is the shrimp soldier who led the two of them and suddenly said to a dancing mussel girl on the left and right: "Sisters, I am tired of bringing a distinguished guest into (diàn)." ”

The dancing mussel girls suddenly stopped, and they all came over and surrounded the two.

Eventually, a small mussel girl (shēn) material (jiāo) responded to the matter and led the two into the crystal palace.

Seeing that Qingyuan had been holding a strained face, Mi Nu asked with some concern, "Is something wrong?" ”

Qingyuan shook his head: "I have heard for a long time that the Dragon Palace is a blessed land, but it is a little incomplete when I see it today. ”

The mussel girl in front of her snorted and laughed: "You are really not ashamed to be a scholar, this place with a radius of a hundred miles, where the Dragon Palace is located is the most suitable for cultivation, and there is nowhere else in the world to find such a treasure." ”

Although he was despised by the mussel girl, Qing Yuan was not angry, he looked at the jade pavilion corridor around him that was finely carved and dotted with various rare treasures, but his heart was even more puzzled.

The mussel girl in front of her suddenly stopped in front of a screen, turned (shēn) to look at the two, and reminded with a somewhat dignified look: "My dragon king's temper is not very good, if you have some literary color, you can be in the limelight, and don't get carried away when you get rewarded, and it is difficult to be remembered by the dragon king, but it is difficult to think about it after (rì)." ”

Qingyuan nodded and replied: "Thank you girl for reminding me, Xiaosheng can save it." ”

Seeing Qingyuan's interest, the clam girl also nodded again and again: "This is where you rest, and remember, before the Ming (rì) literary meeting begins, don't walk around in the palace, a few dragon princes are not like dragon kings to read." ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"If you want to keep this little life, just do what I say." The mussel girl (jiāo) was very brutal, and after speaking, she led the two to a cave.

"This is your cave house, stay in it after you go in and don't come out, I will come to inform you when the Ming (rì) Wenhui begins."

Mi Nu just wanted to ask if there was another one, but the clam girl had already run away.

Qingyuan looked inside, and it was fully equipped, such as jade (chuáng) warm tents, fruits on the table, musical instruments and books, and so on.

After the lady did not wish to enter, the stone door of the cave was automatically closed, and the night pearl hanging on the wall of the cave also had a role, and the whole room was as bright as day.

Mi Nu looked at the jade (chuáng) in confusion.

"There's something unusual here, you have to be careful." Qingyuan ordered, "This (chuáng) you come to sleep, I'll go out tonight." ”

"I'll go too."

Qingyuan shook his head: "This is the Dragon Palace, not an ordinary place, your Taoism is not enough." ”

Mi Nu's heart suddenly didn't feel good, but she didn't get strong anymore, and she had gained a lot today, and she also needed time to digest it.

In the prison of the Dragon Palace, under the shattered lava, a dragon's claw that had been burned to the point of only a trace of skin (ròu) stretched out from it.

A terrible wail (dàng) was in the dark iron pillar forest.

"Sister, you're so ruthless."