Where is Penglai?

Perhaps Li Yishan pointed out the way for the world in his poems, but it was a good chapter of love that was decomposed and studied word by word, but he never thought about it, maybe that famous sentence was actually the original meaning?

How can there be so many derivative meanings...... Lin Luoran's eyes turned, staring closely at the crack in the sky that leaked a little light.

In a few breaths, Qingluan came out of the crack again. The gorgeous tail feathers sprinkled a little starlight, lighting up the night of this Shencheng.

When its entire figure was revealed from the crack, Lin Luoran found that it was dragging a magnificent jade-colored carriage, flying in circles in the sky. The music of the ensemble of the dong flute and the strings sounded, and several fairies in bright clothes sat in front of the car, or playing the flute, or stroking the qin, with thousands of postures, beautiful and fragrant, and a smile was not like the beauty of the world.

Most of the civilians were too frightened to look at them directly, and occasionally the bold big-headed soldier peeked at them, and they were all blushing at the awe-inspiring posture of the world's independence.

It is a completely different beauty from the dust fairy, and those who have peeked at it are secretly surprised, but in comparison, they still prefer the people of this happy fairy.

Lin Luoran had long been unable to pay attention to the thoughts of the beings under her feet, and she was full of sourness and excitement at the moment.

I suddenly remembered the famous sentence I learned when I was young - the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light. The situation is not right, the lyrical object is also controversial, but the feeling of sudden enlightenment is roughly the same.

The cyan bird swooped down, dragging a big gorgeous carriage, circling around Lin Luoran, and when he staggered by, Lin Luoran could clearly see the eyelashes of several music women fluttering, as well as the fragrance of a hundred flowers coming from them.

Their eyebrows are exquisite, they are fully engaged in the beautiful and moving, and they don't care about Lin Luoran, but the carriage is always circling around her.

Qingluan, who broke away from Sang Luo's eyebrows, dragged a gorgeous and wide carriage, and refused to leave by Lin Luoran's side. It is precisely because of this that although the women who played the music had no words, Lin Luoran still felt that she was inviting her to go up - behind that crack was the Penglai Immortal Mountain that she had been pursuing for more than ten years, Lin Luoran had a very strong intuition!

Standing up, standing up, as if in a dream, she couldn't help but lift her feet and step into the carriage.

It's like stepping on a ball of cotton, soft and weak. Lin Luoran stood on the edge of the car and couldn't help but look around, outside Shencheng were respectful believers, they probably thought that Lin Luoran was going to leave and return to the Heavenly Palace or something, so there was such a big commotion.

Only the Seventh Prince, Sang Yu, who came with him, barely struggled from the ground, touched the burning sensation at the center of his eyebrows, and was silent.

Only he knew that Lin Luoran did not return to a certain place, but found Penglai.

He remembered the old books he had read in the royal cold palace when he was a child, there were three immortal mountains overseas, Penglai, Abbot, Yingzhou, the blue bird was the messenger of the queen mother, and he could come and go from all walks of life freely, Sang Yu always thought that it was the book that the mother concubine deliberately asked people to put in order to comfort him, after all, he only read it once, and then he couldn't find it.

But why believe?

Perhaps subconsciously he wanted to prove that the birthmark on the eyebrows was the embodiment of auspiciousness, not the bad luck passed on in the palace?

Later, he checked the classics and finally asked him to find the vicinity of Shencheng, even so, Sang Yu never thought that one day he would really see Qingluan leading the way.

The indifference and hostility that he has suffered for more than 20 years of life seems to have finally come out of his breath at this moment.

Despite the sharp pain in his eyebrows and the excitement in his heart, his face was still enveloped by a sense of peace.

Sang Yu, the seventh prince of Penglai Kingdom, who was cold by nature, had a little gentle eyes, and the sister who lost her mother held her younger brother's hand and hugged him tightly, and the little girl looked at the air and cried like a hungry kitten.

The child's emotions are the most sensitive, and she knows that "Sister Lin" is leaving.

What to do in the future? Ximei was at a loss in her heart, so she could only hold her younger brother's hand tightly.

Sang Yu's heart moved, it is indeed a bit lonely to live alone in the Prince's Mansion, if two more members are added, it should be more lively, right?

……

There was also a group of believers at his feet, and when Lin Luoran sat down, Qingluan hissed, and without a trace, he forgot to glance at the small human who had been parasitic for more than twenty years, and turned around and flew towards the crack in the canopy.

The spark-like brilliance, the moment it was swallowed up by the cracks, illuminated the faintly visible pavilions and pavilions.

The mountains that rise and fall in the clouds, but there is a true fairy Penglai inside?

The carriage was wide, and finally because of the heavy gain and loss in his heart, he didn't feel comfortable in his apprehension, and with a burst of dazzling white light, Qingluan used a little effort to drag the carriage through the cracks.

The darkness was left behind Yaoyao, and when Lin Luoran opened his eyes again, he saw the light that could not be extinguished.

The high mountains, all the way down to the clouds, the undefeated flowers and green willows, and the exquisite corners of the houses that are occasionally glimpsed on the mountainside. If you don't pay attention to your feet, this is an ordinary tourist scenic spot in the world, right?

The music had stopped, and the carriage stopped on a crimson jade platform of unknown material.

Qingluan has disappeared, Lin Luoran stood on the carriage and looked out, the entire mountain was suspended in the air, this was a place where the top was not close to the sky, and the bottom was not sticky to the ground, and the only place where the crimson jade platform was connected to the fairy mountain was a pumice stone path.

The winding path leads to the end of the white mist.

Like the magnetic levitation rough stone that violates common sense in the treasure hunt movie, Lin Luoran observed it and did not step on it immediately.

Because she found that the woman who played the music before had turned into a humanoid terracotta figurine that was only two inches tall, whether it was holding the piano and holding Xiao, it was more than delicate and lifelike, and it turned out that it was not a real person at all.

Lin Luoran hesitated for a moment and picked up a few terracotta figurines.

Looking closely, no matter the face, posture, or even the touch of the skin, it is no different from a real person. She only thought that they were a little ethereal and ethereal, but she really didn't see that they were not real but a few dolls.

She thought it was funny, but she didn't care if she didn't do it well, and was about to put it down, when one of the suspended stones floated to her side. Lin Luoran was diverted and stood up cautiously.

The suspended stone was like a bus, slowly floating towards the end of the white mist, walking on the established track in mid-air, steady and slow.

Well, the terracotta figurines are still in her hands!

Lin Luo then realized that he wanted to put the terracotta figurines back, and looked back at the scarlet jade platform when he came, but it was already hidden in the white mist, and even the clear eyes couldn't see the way clearly.

She didn't act recklessly, trying to challenge the ability of the immortals with the cultivation of the Dan period, so she had to temporarily hold a few female music pottery figurines in her hands, follow the pumice stone, and look at the immortal mountain in front of her.

The distance is getting closer, and the scenery is much closer. At the end of the white fog, it turned out to be a small stone road, and there was a craggy welcome pine on the left and right, the variety was ordinary, but it was an old monster who lived I don't know how many years old, right?

Lin Luoran saw the old pine path and felt that the suspended stone whiskers would come to an end, but he almost stood on the stone until he fell asleep.

Hey, after walking for so long, the distance doesn't seem to change at all?

Lin Luoran was depressed in his heart, and wanted to find out the time when the phone was turned off for a long time to check the time, but found that the electronic clock had stopped leaving for some time.

In the space, Huo Feng narrowed his eyes and muttered, "Time is close at hand...... The emperor now has some belief that there are immortals in this mountain. ”