Xing Mo nodded, put his hand in Qianqiu Hongkun's palm, and looked sideways at Xiao Daotong, who was still sitting on the ground with a painful expression, and sighed slightly.

He crossed the threshold of Yuan Qingguan, which was not low for Xing Mo, with her, and entered the deep forest and the mist was tactful. The uneven stone brick road under the feet, and the shallow moss growing in the cracks of the stones, tell the history of Yuan Qingguan who was never young.

The huge ginkgo biloba and nanmu are scattered, and the temple with red walls and gray tiles stretches over the mountain, and the sections are scaly.

It turned out that this not magnificent red lacquered wooden door hid such a vast and gorgeous scenery, in front of them was a large square that was repaired and leveled, and in the center of the square was a bluestone gossip scripture platform, and the platform was empty. At the end of the square, there are many stone stairs that climb up the mountain, crisscrossing between the cliffs and trees, leading to different temples.

Qianqiu and Xingmo looked around Yuan Qingguan, and almost at the same time found a large hall on the mountainside, with a red wall and golden roof.

At that time, the little Taoist boy who was thrown out of Yuan Qingguan by Qianqiu drooped his head and got up, closed the door of Yuan Qingguan, and rushed towards the mountain shortcut.

It's not that Qianqiu didn't see his movements, of course he needed him to run and report to the Lord of Yuanqing Guan, someone broke into the temple without permission. He had always only waited for others to greet him, and he was already very dissatisfied with such a treatment as today.

Xing Mo also saw the little Taoist boy running on the stone stairs in the mountains, and chuckled, "Have you always been so unpopular?"

Qianqiu squinted at Xing Mo and said disdainfully: "Then you won't know after a while whether this king is popular or not." ”

Xing Mo snorted lightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but turned her head away from him.

Sure enough, within a moment, there were sporadic sounds in the red-walled and gold-roofed hall from a distance. A dry immortal clothes are ethereal, and the people with light colors and streamers step out of the door one after another, and the clouds and smoke are steaming in an instant, and there are many people who have wind under their feet, stepping on the dense white clouds and floating smoke directly from top to bottom, and falling at the foot of the end of the mountain at the end of Yuanqingguan Square, just opposite Qianqiu and Xingmo in the distance.

At the same time, the stone staircase in the mountain was also full of people dressed in gray and white gauze clothes, most of whom also came out of the red-walled and gold-roofed hall, and all went down the stone staircase and slowly gathered in the Yuanqing Guanshanmen Square.

Xing Mo was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Qianqiu Hongkun, but he had a faint smile, just looking at the more and more people in front of him casually. As expected, unmoved.

Seeing her like this, Xing Mo didn't want to say anything, only coughed lightly twice, and stood firmly beside Qianqiu.

There were four people in the Yuan Qing audience, and the one standing in the middle was a person in his mid-forties and forties, with a white and long beard, a gray light gauze uniform, and a whisk in his hand. On his left hand side is a woman in green clothes, with a goose egg face, delicate and elegant. Next to her was a woman in a purple gauze dress in her thirties, unsmiling, very solemn.

On the right side of the white-bearded man, a man with wide red sleeves, dark gold embroidery on his black waist, black hair neatly combed behind his head, and three citrine beads swaying gently in the curved arc of his hair crown.

Qianqiu had already seen this person from afar, and couldn't help but look at this person with curiosity. The eyebrows and eyes are like mountains hidden in the clouds and smoke, indifferent and far away. The size is about the same as himself.,But I always feel as if there's something more than myself to change the temperament that doesn't frighten.。

He couldn't help but be a little impressed, and at the same time felt that this person seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he still didn't have any impression.

At that time, the white-bearded man smiled and took the lead in coming over, bowing slightly to Qianqiu. "The Immortal Monarch is driving, Cui Xuanzhong is far away. ”

Qianqiu lowered his eyes slightly, "Isn't it, Yuan Qingguan is so lively today." Does Cui Xianzun want to introduce me?" As he spoke, he looked at the red-clothed immortal beside Cui Xuanzhong.

Qianqiu Xuan's black robe was very discordant with the group of people opposite him, and Xingmo only silently followed behind Qianqiu Hongkun, pretending to be quiet and well-behaved.

But at this time, listening to Qianqiu say this, even she felt that his attitude of speaking was very uncomfortable. But no one seems to be outwardly dissatisfied, and no one dares to have any dissatisfaction with him. Thinking of this, Xing Mo couldn't hide the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Cui Xuanzhong was caught in the middle, looked behind him, and was about to speak. But a voice interrupted him, "Don't work Cui Xianzun." With that, he stepped forward, and the corners of his fiery clothes rose in the wind.

It was very polite to bow his hand to Qianqiu, "Yuanqing Guanjian Yuan, twilight rain, long admiration for the reputation of the Immortal Monarch." ”

A gust of wind passed, and there was silence all around, Xing Mo only heard the rustle of the bamboo forest in the distance, and a few green leaves fell with the wind, she followed Qianqiu and turned her head to look at the person who spoke.

Qianqiu's eyes on him were like an autumn pool with mist, and he couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't see through it.

Then, the woman in Tsing Yi on Cui Xuanzhong's left hand side frowned, as if she was a little dissatisfied, but she still stepped forward and owed a debt, "Taiqing Heavenly Immortal Willow Seal, I have seen the Immortal Monarch." ”

Liu Yin was very dissatisfied with Qianqiu Hongkun's attitude, not because of anything else, it was precisely because Twilight Yuyan was too humble. He would be so polite and so deceitful. actually greeted Qianqiu Hongkun first.

And Qianqiu Hongkun's eyes that fell on Twilight Yujun also made her very uncomfortable, because Qianqiu Hongkun hadn't seen Yuan Yi Lingjun five thousand years ago, and I don't know if he can still recognize Twilight Yujun today.

Liu Yin has said that the past will never come back, she hates the past of 5,000 years ago, and similarly, she doesn't want Twilight to look back to the past of 5,000 years ago.

Cui Xuanzhong continued: "It's a coincidence that the Immortal Monarch came today, it is the Dharma meeting conferred by the Yuanqing Guan Supervision Academy, so all of us are in the Tan Long Palace, and we have never been able to smell the Immortal Monarch's majesty, and we are not welcomed. ”

Qianqiu Hongkun looked at Cui Xuanzhong and Du Yuchang with interest, "It turned out to be the prison court, this fairy friend just now did call himself the prison court, it turned out to be the new prison today, it seems that he is really a talent." ”

Twilight lowered her eyebrows and only smiled faintly.

"The Immortal Monarch hasn't been to Yuanqingguan for a long time, has he?"

The sharp tone, just like her person. It was the woman in the purple gauze dress next to Cui Xuanzhong who spoke. There was some ridicule in the words that Qianqiu had not set foot in the mortal realm for a long time, let alone understood the current heavenly realm.

Qianqiu Hongkun looked at her, raised his eyebrows lightly, and his tone was not without disdain: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be Lotus Immortal Gu, and today is idle." In the end, this Yuan Qingguan is famous, not only invited the immortals above the Taiqing sky, but even the mortal immortals were invited to congratulate the ceremony. ”

Xing Mo's heart sank, Qianqiu's words had a deep meaning, and sure enough, she saw that the face of the Lotus Immortal Gu was even more ugly than just now. Could it be that she is the mortal scattered immortal that Qianqiu said?

Cui Xuanzhong knew Qianqiu Hongkun's personality, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Immortal Monarch, although Lotus Immortal Gu is a scattered immortal, she has been invited by Yuan Qingguan to stay a few years ago. Although he only said to the outside world that the old Cui Xuanzhong was the master of Yuan Qingguan, many miscellaneous matters of Yuan Qingguan had to be handled by Lian Xiangu. ”

"Oh, I see. Qianqiu nodded, smiling at Xingmo indifferently.

Lian Xian Gu wanted to say something, but she was grabbed by the corner of her sleeve by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Taoist boy beside her, and shook her head, she had to give up, and still stood so quietly.

Xing Mo saw all this, that Dao Tong Fan had a spring face, and she was clearly a delicate and lovely girl.

Cui Xuanzhong said with a smile: "A feast has just been set up in the Tan Chang Palace, and since the Immortal Monarch is here, let's go over and feast together." As he spoke, he pointed to the golden-domed hall halfway up the mountain behind him.

Then, Cui Xuanzhong bowed his head, "Hades, please." With that, he made a gesture and led to the foot of the hill at the end of the square.

Qianqiu didn't answer, but said, "Didn't Cui Xianzun ask me why I came to your Yuanqingguan first?"

Cui Xuanzhong was a little impatient, but there was no way, "It seems that it is not a trivial matter to be able to make the Immortal Monarch come to the big car in person." ”

Qianqiu raised her hand and patted Xing Mo on the shoulder, "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask Yuan Qingguan if he can accept this friend of mine?"

Cui Xuanzhong looked at Xingmo, but he was a half-grown child with no foundation cultivation. Yuan Qingguan has always been strict in accepting disciples, and it has not changed for thousands of years, either with very good qualifications or people recommended by other palace officials. I have never received a mortal who has no cultivation into the Yuan Qingguan.

Cui Xuanzhong was puzzled, "She doesn't seem to have any cultivation." Routinely not qualified to enter the Yuan Qingguan. ”

Qianqiu Hongkun sneered, and said in his heart, she is naturally not qualified, but she is the person of this king, even if she is not qualified, she must not say it!

"Then what does Cui Xianzun mean?"

Cui Xuanzhong seemed to see a faint flame jumping in Qianqiu Hongkun's eyes, but in today's situation, as the Lord of Yuanqing Temple, any word he said would be recorded and reported by Liu Yin, who was the Taiqing Heavenly Immortal.

If you rely on the prosperity of the thousand years and accept the person he recommends without regard for integrity, it is a crime of dereliction of duty. Liu Yin was on the spot, at least he was derelict in his duties, and at worst he was disloyal to the heavenly realm.

Then does he, the Yuanqing Guan Lord who is led by the Heavenly Realm, still deserve it?

Therefore, even if he Cui Xuanzhong doesn't care, he has to pretend that he can't. Therefore, Yi Zheng said, "Forgive me, Yuanqing Immortal View is a model of the world's place to ascend to immortals, as the Lord of Yuanqing Concept, I really can't help myself, everything has to be calculated by the law." She is really not qualified, and asks the Immortal Monarch to choose another place. ”

Qianqiu thought that Cui Xuanzhong would let go, but he never thought that he would say so, and then looked at the willow seal behind Cui Xuanzhong, and understood.

He smiled helplessly: "Cui Xianzun didn't know me for the first day, what this king said, is there anything to discuss?"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand, and a purple light flew towards Cui Xuanzhong like lightning. Cui Xuanzhong was taken aback, he hated to have intersections with Qianqiu Hongkun and the like, these immortal clans, relying on the unique nobility of the family's bloodline, never looked at the mortals who had attained the Tao in their eyes. Qianqiu Hongkun is like a prince in the mortal world, whatever he wants, regardless of his feelings.

Before Cui Xuanzhong's dust swept out, a red sleeve hem blocked Cui Xuanzhong like a wind.

Like a flame that suddenly ignited, Twilight Yuchang stepped over Cui Xuanzhong and stood in front of Qianqiu. One of his arms was horizontal in the air, and his long, cold fingers tightly pinched the hilt of the Shen Xia slash that Qianqiu Hongkun had just thrown, and the tip of the knife was facing behind him, pointing directly at Cui Xuanzhong.

Qianqiu frowned, and he wondered in his heart, how fast his move was? He didn't think that Yuan Qingguan's prison would be more advanced than the cultivation of Cui Xuanzhong, the master of the courtyard. But obviously, Twilight Yuchang is much stronger than Cui Xuanzhong, a lot.

"The Immortal Monarch just wants to recommend someone to worship in the Yuan Qingguan. Why do you have to make such a big fuss?" Twilight Yuchang said softly, his fingertips spinning, and the tip of Shen Xia's knife turned ninety degrees, pointing at the ground.

"Cui Xianzun just abides by the rules of Yuan Qingguan. I look at the person recommended by the Immortal Monarch, although the qualifications are weak, but the muscles and bones are strong, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of tenacity, presumably it is also a material that can be made, why can't Cui Xianzun give the Immortal Monarch a convenience?"

"Now that the Golden Immortal has spoken, the person recommended by the Immortal Monarch will of course be able to enter the Yuan Qingguan. Cui Xuanzhong said, stepped forward to take the Shen Xia Chop in Du Yuchang's hand, and held the Shen Xia Chop with both hands and handed it to Qianqiu Hongkun.

Taiqing Tianxian Stage, in addition to the highest level of mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Xian, from top to bottom is divided into Da Luo Jin Xian Stage, Jin Xian Stage, Jin Xian Step is divided into nine immortal steps, from top to bottom, the upper is tall, Xuan Tianzhen, and the gods are to. And Liu Yin is below the Golden Immortal Rank, the first rank of the Nine Rank Immortal Rank, the Upper Immortal.

The red-clothed man in front of him turned out to be a Golden Immortal Rank, looking at his young appearance, and he was not an old acquaintance of Taiqingtian, he must have only attained the Tao in recent years, and he was able to rank high in the Golden Immortal Fruit Rank, which was really rare and unheard of.

Only then did Qianqiu Hongkun understand that the prison of Yuan Qingguan was not an ordinary cultivator, so it was no wonder that today's canonical festival would be so solemn.

It turned out that the flame-like person in front of him was actually a golden immortal. Thinking about it, in the past thousands of years, except for Lao Jun, Taiqing Tian has never had an immortal above the Golden Immortal Rank, so his status is as high as the Lord of a Realm, no less than his identity as the Immortal Monarch. But how could he leave Taiqingtian and go to Yuanqingguan to be a prison?

Qianqiu took the Shen Xia slash with some surprise, looked at the twilight rain, and said after a while: "It turns out that you are the Golden Immortal." It seems that I have lost my manners. ”