The next morning, a middle-aged blue-clothed Taoist with a purple-red seven-star sword hanging from his waist came to Miaomen Peak of Qingyang Mountain.

Seeing a majestic and abrupt, towering bluestone boulder in front of me, it was like a stone forest mountain blocking in front of me. In the middle, there seems to be a ghostly axe to split the bluestone forest in two, and a steep mountain gate is split straight out, especially like the sword pass on the book wall, and two vermilion seal characters are vigorously and forcefully engraved on it: "Miao Gate". In front of the "Miaomen", there are two magnolia trees three or five zhang high, and under the trees stand two young men of the Qingyang faction dressed in white. The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but secretly marvel at himself, and walked forward.

"Where did the guest come from?" Seeing this true blue-clothed Taoist man step forward, the two mountain guarding disciples hurriedly asked each other.

The blue-clothed Taoist returned the salute with his fists and said, "Ziyang Mountain." With that, he took off a piece of purple jade from his waist and handed it over. "Please hand this over to the head of Xuanjizi. ”

When the two mountain disciples heard the "Ziyang Mountain", their faces suddenly showed a look of admiration, and then they looked at the purple jade pendant they received in their hands, which was shaped like a sword hilt, purple and crystal clear, and a bunch of golden spikes were tied at one end, and the jade pendant was inlaid with seven golden six-petal star flowers arranged in a spoon-shaped shape, flashing with a faint spiritual light.

"Please come with me. The older disciple said respectfully. As soon as he looked at the jade pendant, he could guess that the identity of the person was extraordinary, and hurriedly led him into the "Miao Gate" and walked into a deep valley of a stone stream one or two zhang wide.

After walking dozens of steps, a fork in the shape of a "human" appeared in the valley, and on the oblique stream stone wall forked to the left, two black-brown characters were engraved: "trance"; on the oblique stream stone wall forked to the right side, two golden characters were engraved: "Vientiane". The visitor paused and stared at the large golden and brown letters on the rock wall of the fork, with a contemplative expression on his face.

"Honorable guest, please go this way!"

The disciple of the mountain gate took this visitor with extraordinary status and walked into the gold-lettered "Vientiane" gate on the right.

"What's the difference between these two gates?"

"'Trance' is the natural 'phantom door' since the opening of the heavens and the earth, ordinary people can't walk, and the younger generations have never seen it; 'Vientiane' is the right way in the world, and only by entering the 'Three Clears' realm can we approach the holy realm of cultivation. ”

On both sides is the bluestone cliff that is more than ten zhang high as a knife, and the foot is a deep stream valley less than two zhang wide, in addition to the craggy and grandiose of the bluerock strange stone, in addition to the darker and darker depth and more and more yin coolness, people can not feel what "Vientiane" is at all.

After walking a few dozen steps, the front began to become brighter and brighter, and finally walked through the deep and faint door of "Vientiane" for more than 100 steps. He never expected that behind this rugged and steep blue rock cliff, there would be an endless fragrant lotus pond. Thousands of acres of lotus ponds, green leaves reflect saffron, fragrant fragrance, 10,000 weeping willows, surrounded by water and clear waves, curling like smoke.

The two stepped on a round platform paved with white stone slabs and came to the bank of the lotus pond. There is an antique pavilion on the bank of the lotus pond, the blue terracotta tile, the yellow sandalwood pillar, there is a solid wood horizontal plaque, and the sandalwood pillar is a color, and the flying pen inscribes three blue grass characters: "Wenxian Pavilion." On the pillars on both sides is written a pair of couplets of the same color and body, and the pen and ink are like clouds flying and dancing fairy. The couplet said: "One gate, one mountain, one world, ten thousand lotus and ten thousand willows and ten thousand fairy lakes." ”

The disciple who led the way said: "Please put away this jade pendant first, and it will not be too late to take it out when you meet the master." What do you call you, and I'll let you know. ”

"You just said that the people of Xuanming Dao of Ziyang Mountain have something important to come to see the master. The blue-clothed Taoist said, his eyebrows frowning slightly, and his face was solemn.

"Okay! I'll go up and report it. Please sit down in this pavilion and rest for a while. This is the 'Fairy Lake', and the Gemini peak opposite is the 'Ethereal Peak', so you can sit here and enjoy the scenery. After saying that, the white-clothed disciple hurriedly turned around and walked back, climbed the high convex bluestone along the stone steps, and stepped into a slender and towering bluestone pillar pavilion. The blue-clothed man who claimed to be a Xuanming Daoist knew that this should be the unique "sound transmission pillar" of the Qingyang faction.

I saw that this "sound transmission column" is located on an octagonal bluestone pedestal, the column body is built by bluestone masonry, round like a chimney, the diameter of the lower end is about one zhang five, the more up the thinner, the top of the column has a bluestone ball with a diameter of about two zhang, there is a dark green bronze sharp Ling on the top of the ball, the end is as thin as a green sword, and it pierces the sky.

Xuanming Taoist sat down in the face of the lotus pond, but saw the opposite bank of the fragrant lotus pond, the green mountains were stacked and green, towering into the sky, between the ethereal white clouds, they saw a double-topped blue mountain peak in the distance, that is, the ethereal peak of the world. The peaks spread to the peaks on both sides, slowly bending forward, like two blue-sleeved jade arms stretched out by a fairy, hugging a lake of lotus fragrance in front of her chest. A wide causeway, paved with silver-white stone slabs, sandwiched between two rows of weeping willows, penetrates into the lake from the round slate platform at the foot of the foot, leading to the opposite bank, like a white jade belt across the verdant of the lake.

After a while, the white-clothed disciple came back and said, "I have already reported to the Ceres Palace through the transmission array, and someone has been sent from above to greet the honored guest, and he will be there soon." ”

"Thank you!"

"What do you think of the scenery of our 'Fairy Lake'?"

"It's so beautiful!" Although Xuan Ming Dao people seemed to be a little anxious in their hearts and had no intention of enjoying the scenery, they still nodded heartily in the face of such a fairyland. Then he sat silently, staring at the ethereal blue twin peaks in the distance.

About a quarter of an hour later, I caught a glimpse of a white shadow flying from the peak opposite, and after a while, it flew low into the sky on the other side of the lotus pond. Xuanming Daoist hurriedly stood up, stared at it, and saw that the person who came was dressed in a silver-white robe, and there was a slender silver knife floating under his feet. The visitor was a man who was more than ten years younger than himself, and I saw that his face was as white as jade, his square face and thin eyebrows, a long flute of jade bamboo hanging from his waist, and a silver-white silk long cell, light and elegant, flashing the elegant temperament of a scholar and scribe everywhere; The forearm of the right hand of the person came with the palm of the hand upward, and the silver knife floating at his feet immediately flew up, and the handle of the knife hung upwards in front of his head; the right arm immediately slapped down to the lower left span, but when he heard the golden sound of "Zheng", the long knife suddenly fell back and fell into the golden scabbard on the left waist, and the red agate inlaid on the scabbard immediately flashed a faint red light.

"I'm Xuan Ming of Fengming Peak of Qingyang Mountain!Welcome to Qingyang Mountain!" The other party stood up and bowed his hand, and came forward to greet him first. "I don't know which senior brother on Ziyang Mountain is Venerable Guest?"

"Hundred Broken Away Mo Dao Ming Gongzi!" Xuan Ming Daoist debated the sword and recognized people, and immediately recognized the identity of the greeter, and said hurriedly, "Fortunately, I will be fortunate to meet! I am also Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming of Ziyang Mountain." ”

"Senior Brother Xuanmingzi of Ziwei Seven-Star Sword!" Ming Gongzi was also taken aback, he didn't expect it to be him! When he was flying in the air, he was attracted by his peculiar temperament, and he began to stare at this visitor from Ziyang Mountain before he landed. Now standing in front of him and looking carefully, but he sees that the other side is like a bright moon and white clouds, handsome and elegant; his face is like a knife carved and axe, and he is awkward and strange; his eyebrows are like ink swords out of the sheath, and he is heroic; his eyes are like the dew of the stars, bright and beautiful; his short beard is like a fairy grass and a silk thread, graceful and exquisite; the blue robe is like a fantasy of the sea and the sky, and the rhyme spreads the world; the long sword is embellished with purple and micro Beidou, and the seven stars are connected with beads; the jade pendant flashes the heavenly machine and the fairy trick, and Xiao Han knows it remotely.

Ming Gongzi said: "I have heard the name of Senior Brother for a long time, and it is like thunder, and Senior Brother in charge only said that a distinguished guest from Ziyang Mountain is here, and I am asked to come to greet him." When I asked him who he was, he didn't say it clearly, he just said that he knew him when he went. But it's really stupid to come here, and I didn't even recognize it. Rude faux pas!"

Xuan Mingzi's face, which had always been cautious, only then opened a slight smile, and said: "The names of the two of us, the words are the same, and they are also regarded as the same names, and they have long been friends!

Naruto smiled: "Yes!"

Xuan Mingzi said: "Senior Brother Xuan Jizi is right, you are here, we will not know each other at once?"

Naruto said, "Senior brother, please go this way." This is the first beautiful scenery of the 'Ten Views of Qingyang', 'Ten Thousand Immortal Lotus Fragrance', we can only fly up to the ethereal peak by crossing the causeway to the other side. ”

Xuan Mingzi said: "Guests are as you please!

Ming Gongzi has not been to the Fairy Lake for a long time, and now he sees the lotus lake full of green leaves and red flowers, touching the situation, so he remembered the slow words he used to like many years ago, and couldn't help reciting a paragraph aloud: "Heavy Lake stacks Qingjia, there are three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus." Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Thousands of horsemen have high teeth. Listen to the flute and drum while drunk, and enjoy the smoke. The picture of the different day will be good, and return to Fengchi Kua. ”

"Whose poem is this??The scenery is so beautifully depicted!The imagery is so full of imagery, how does it sound a bit like my favorite Fu?" asked Xuan Mingzi.

Naruto said happily: "Senior brother also likes poetry and songs?"

Xuan Mingzi smiled slightly, and said in a slightly conceited voice: "I used to be a little literati, right?"

Naruto asked in surprise, "Senior Brother also flew through the ascension?"