Chapter 45: Eight Scenes of White Feathers
"No, no, no......"
Li Mu hurriedly shook his hand, shook his head and took a step back, although we are cowardly, we are not stupid!
"Little Lingzi, you can't play us for fools!"
Seeing that Lu Yuan said so energetically, this will interrupt him in the past, isn't it the old birthday star eating arsenic, purely making himself uncomfortable!
Don't do it, resolutely don't do it!
"Thinking that you can enter the inner gate, then the time to enter my White Feather Mountain should not be short!?"
Finally, Lu Yuan finished the introduction to the history of Baiyu Mountain in Balabala, and asked after swallowing his saliva.
"I have been in the school with Xiao Lingzi for three years, and the last inner gate is bigger than the sect that entered later. ”
Finally, Lu Yuan's history class was finally over, and Li Mu jumped out excitedly.
"Me too, it's been three years!" the field nodded.
"Two and a half years!"
Seeing Lu Yuan's gaze move to himself, Xiao Bai lightly spit out three words.
"I've been a beginner for five years. Liu Feng replied very consciously.
"I'm a little later than all the senior brothers, and it's been two years since I started!" Xue Mei was the last to speak.
Lu Yuan retracted his gaze and nodded.
"Well, they are all talented, after staying in the sect for so long, you should also know that we have eight views in Baiyu Mountain!"
"One of the scenes is called Nine Peaks into the Clouds, which refers to the Nine Peaks on the edge of this Golden Feather Square. ”
"On a clear day in spring and autumn, looking at the nine peaks in the distance, you can see that the nine peaks facing each other stand majestically, and the momentum is extraordinary. Whenever the clouds and mist are filled, the peak top is hidden in the clouds, just like the kingdom of the gods. ”
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"We have eight views of Baiyu Mountain, why don't I know?"
Listening to Lu Yuan's words, Xiao Ling was confused.
"Xiao Lingzi, you have been obsessed with cultivation and can't extricate yourself, it's normal if you don't know!"
Li Mu listened to Xiao Ling's question, patted him on the shoulder, and pretended to be old and comforted.
"I'm obsessed with cultivation, can't extricate myself?"
Regarding Li Mou's statement, Xiao Ling is full of black lines, and it is also Xiaobai's business to talk about indulging in cultivation, who doesn't know that he Xiao Ling tosses blindly every day, where does he get addicted to cultivation and can't extricate himself......
He still has this number!
But, oops, so shy, embarrassed with a hint of blush!
"Tell me first, I've been in the outer gate for three years, and I really haven't heard of this white feather eight scenes!?"
"That's the case, Xiao Lingzi, in fact, there is a scene that we have seen several times!"
After listening to Li Mu's words, Xiao Ling was even more puzzled, when had he seen any white feather eight scenes?
"When, where, how do I not know?"
"Oh, do you remember the time when we were punished by Senior Brother Zhao to sweep the mountain road, and we swept it until the evening, and we saw the scene!
"It seems like that's the case. ”
Xiao Ling touched her chin and thought about it, it seemed that there was such a thing.
That time, because I slept in the morning, I forgot to sweep the mountain road, but I actually didn't want to go!
It's a pity that he was unfortunately caught by Senior Brother Zhao.
As a result, I didn't say anything, and I was blasted to make up for the sweep, and I tossed until the evening, just when the sun was setting, and the horse-like mountain peak opposite the mountain gate was dyed red by the sunset, and the thief was beautiful.
But the scene lasted for a short time, and it disappeared after a while.
Because of this, Xiao Ling went to take a look the next day, but the scene did not appear again, and Xiao Ling secretly said a pity at that time.
"You're not going to tell me that's one of them, are you?"
Xiao Ling looked at Li Mu hesitantly.
"That's right, that's the fifth scene, the evening light of Lishan!"
The evening light of Lishan Mountain that Xiao Ling and the others said happened in front of the mountain gate they had been cleaning, about 8,000 zhang, and it was a branch of the Cangxi Mountain Range.
Strictly speaking, it is not actually the scope of Bai Yu Mountain, but as the only sect in the vicinity, the disciples of Bai Yu Mountain shamelessly included that place in the territory of Bai Yu Mountain.
The whole fishpond is ours, is there still a mountain missing?
This horse-like mountain is called "Lishan" by everyone.
The pine and cypress on the mountain are full of slopes, the forest is rolling, from a distance, it is lush and green, like a galloping horse.
There are two peaks on Nali Mountain, called the east mountain and the west mountain, all of which are covered with green pines and cypresses, and are lush and green.
Whenever the spring equinox, the autumn equinox, the sun sets, the clouds are full of clouds, the Cangshan Embroidery Ridge is painted with ten thousand red clouds, the scenery is charming and moving, just like a galloping "flame horse".
The day Xiao Ling and the others were punished happened to be the day of the spring equinox, so they were lucky to see the beautiful scenery of "Lishan Evening Shine", and the next day because the spring equinox had passed, Xiao Ling went again and never found it again.
"Uh, okay!"
If you say that, what kind of white feather eight scenes Xiao Ling has indeed seen!
I was embarrassed for a while, as the eldest brother, I was actually seen by the younger brother on his ignorant side, the image of being wise and martial!
It's over, and the character is collapsing.
Can't pick it up!
Forget it, since you can't hide this time, Xiao Ling is fortunate to be ashamed to ask to the end, and take out all the things in Li Mu's stomach.
"Well, I don't know about the rest......"
Li Mu scratched his head embarrassedly.
“......”
Xiao Ling swore that if possible, this would be the kind he wanted to kill the little fat man, and he couldn't save it.
"There are still seven views that are ......"
Liu Feng, who was closest to the two of them, naturally heard it clearly, and seeing the embarrassment of the little fat man and Xiao Ling's gnashing of teeth, he opened his mouth and whispered for more than any reason.
"The eighth view is Cangxi overlook, or the nine peaks into the clouds!"
On the main peak of the White Feather Nine Peaks, the peaks and peaks of the Cangxi Mountains are undulating, the trees are verdant, green like clouds, and the scenery is beautiful. In the evening, the twilight is vast, the lights are on, and the clouds are misty.
Standing on the top of Baiyu Mountain, I look at it from afar, but I see the surrounding mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the city is majestic, and the palace is magnificent, and I suddenly feel relaxed and happy.
"I think that this scene can actually be split into two scenes, I don't know what the ancestors thought, one of the scenes is what Senior Brother Lu said about the nine peaks into the clouds, and from the main peak, you can see this eighth view of Cangxi in the distance!"
"Seventh Scenery Jade Spring Flying Rainbow!"
This scene is on the fifth peak of Hakuba Mountain.
There are three stone caves on the mountain, one is in the southwest of the mountain, there is a spring below, the depth is unfathomable; one is in the south of the mountain, the spring water flows out of the sound of miscellaneous admiration, the color is like a simple practice; one is in the root of the mountain, there is a spring gushing out, its taste is sweet and cold, the door is engraved with the word "jade spring", because its mountain spring is tortuous, it flows like a rainbow gracefully, so it is also called "Yuquan Feihong".
"In the early years, one day the gentleman of the Taoist Academy came to our Baiyu Mountain as a guest, saw this Yuquan Feihong, and wrote a song "Yuquan Feihong" for him. ”
"Poetry clouds: Bijian cloud rock gush jade spring, Changliu Ning is a waterfall hanging. Looking at Su Lian Ming Autumn Gully from afar, he was surprised that Qinghong drank Bichuan. Droplets blow the forest and the sky is wet, and the shock waves splash stones and beads. It is rumored that the top of the Hibiscus Palace, I still remember the summer year of White Feather. ”
"So wet, so wet!"
Xiao Lingyan couldn't help but praise two sentences, he didn't know if the poem was good or not, and he couldn't understand it anyway, but as one of the two academies, the Tiandao Academy couldn't help but give face.
"The sixth view of the West Mountain, the snow!"