The right arm and the red tassel came to the Luohan Cave dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu and took a look, except for worshiping Emperor Zhenwu and looking at the statues of the eighteen Arhats, they found nothing, and hurriedly ran to the Eight Immortal Cave, Yuantong Cave, Luohan Cave, Yujun Cave, Wenchang Cave, and did not see a single book, let alone any poetry and fairy sword mystery books. The right arm and the red tassel returned in a huff, and returned the same way down the mountain.

"Master, maybe not every cave blessed land has this poetry fairy sword mystery, it's okay, don't be discouraged, let's go to Longhu Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain to see. The fire fluttered its wings and flew in front of its right arm.

"Yes, Huo'er is right. After all, we also saved a child this time, killed the centipede essence, and everyone around us was born in peace, which is also a merit. Red Silk comforted her by holding her right arm.

"Well, it's okay, I'm thinking we're going to go to Longhu Mountain quickly. Next month, a new round of Huashan Sword will be decided to elect the new leader of the martial arts alliance, and we must hurry up and rush back to the extraordinary gate, and discuss with my master and your master in the long run. I heard the master say that when the time comes, the heads of all factions and martial arts masters will participate, and the emperor's imperial history-prime minister Zhang Jinyan will bring Shang Fang's sword over to canonize the new martial arts alliance leader, in order to show the emperor's favor and shock the martial arts. At that time, Lu Xiufeng, the head of the Taishan faction of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the head of the Hengshan faction, the head of the Hengshan faction, the head of the Hengshan faction, the head of the Huashan faction, the head of Mei Yihai, and the head of the Songshan faction, Gao Qingtian, will all participate, as well as the ethereal master of the Emei faction, the enlightened master of the Shaolin Temple, and the head of Mo Ming of the Kongtong faction will also go over to participate, and the five poisonous cults of Miaojiang, the master of the Dongying Sect, the ghost Dao Ichiro, the Western European faction, and Ye Ai, these extraterritorial schools may also take the opportunity to make trouble and fish in troubled waters. His right arm took Hongying's hand, paused, and said as he walked.

"Wow! So many people go to Huashan to discuss swords! It sounds like this Huashan sword discussion pomp is not small, I don't know if the master will go this time? Anyway, I must go over to participate this time, and I will have a long insight and open my eyes. However, those gangsters have never seen it, and I don't know if they will be as sanctimonious on the surface as Qingfeng Dao Chang, and they will be unscrupulous in their bones. Hongying smiled.

"Hehe, don't worry, you'll know when the time comes. It's a fox, it's a rabbit, just try it. The right arm laughed.

There was talk and laughter all the way, and before I knew it, my right arm and the red tassel had already walked to Yuehua Street, and there was a woman leading a child at the front of the street, she was carrying a basket of hard-boiled red eggs and some green peel fruits in her hand, and said with a smile: "Hero, thank you! Fortunately I had you last night, otherwise my child would have been gone." There are no people in the mountains, you can bring these eggs and fruits and eat them on the way!" said as he bent down with the child to thank him.

"Haha, it's really nothing, it's just a matter of raising your hands......" said with a smile as he nervously pushed the basket away with his right arm.

"Hero, you just take it! this is a little bit of our heart!" the woman insisted.

At this time, the boss who was leaning on the door of the hotel and snorting melon seeds also shouted, "Hehe, the people in the mountains are sincere, you can accept it!" There were also many people on the side of the road who looked over, and their right arm was a little embarrassed for a while, and said "Thank you!" took the basket of eggs and continued to descend the mountain in a look of praise and blessing.

When I walked to the beautiful and quiet Yunyan Lake, the familiar poem suddenly came from the lake:

When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is sometimes non-action.

The eight immortals are round through the Luohan rain, and the civil and military gods show through the fog.

The day when the moon blooms and the fire changes its face, when the Big Dipper falls.

Sanqing reshapes Bixiaoyu, and hundreds of birds are dedicated to Zhenwu.

Looking at his right arm, the old man wearing a hat, a straw coat, and straw sandals walked against the wind and tread the waves from the other side of the lake, stood on the water, took out a book from his bosom and threw it directly into his right arm, and said with a smile: "The merits are complete, the fate gathers and the fate is scattered; Hahaha......" With a burst of wild laughter, he flew away on the waves in his right arm and the surprised gaze of the red tassel.

"Old man, you are ......" Before the right arm finished speaking, the old man was gone. The right arm raised his eyes to see that it was a mysterious book of poetry and fairy swords, overjoyed, happy "......" screamed, he held the red tassel and turned around a few times, and the fire also fluttered its wings and shouted happily "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master!"

"Right arm, this is chance, what should be yours is yours. This poetic fairy sword mystery book is destined to be yours, and it will return to you sooner or later. Remember, I'm yours too. Hongying kissed the face of her right arm and smiled, her right arm blushed with shame, and she suddenly felt hot.

After getting the third Poetic Immortal Sword Mystic Book, the burning sensation of the tattoo on his right arm became stronger and stronger, and he thought, "This is already the third Poetic Immortal Sword Mystic Book." I hurriedly went to Longhu Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain, and maybe I could realize the dragon god slash that appeared on the Jinding cliff. I want to kill demons and demons for the people of the world, destroy the big devil of Lianchengjue, and avenge my dead parents. ”

"Well, then let's hurry to Longhu Mountain. With his right arm, he stuffed the mysterious book of the Poetry Immortal Sword into his arms, stretched out his hand to the sky, and said with a smile, "Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Red Tassel also raised a hand, and the hand that was attached to his right arm in the air was put together. The fire flapped its wings and spun in circles. Everyone smiled and walked and set off for Longhu Mountain.

On Qingfeng Villa, Qingfeng Dao Chang was very satisfied with Zhao Wuji's martial arts cultivation in the past few days, and praised his Gu poison casting technique and Tai Chi swordsmanship for his rapid progress, Hua Gu was also secretly pleased, thinking to herself, "I found a treasure in the garbage heap!"

Since the last time the bat demon was injured, he quietly recuperated for a few days, and the iron claws gradually grew and recovered his strength, and he was gradually appreciated by the Qingfeng Dao Leader in several battles. Seeing that Wang Badong had been disappearing, the Qingfeng Dao Leader ordered the Bat Demon to wear a mask, a turban, and a purple robe to take over the Tongtian Gambling House, and ordered Zao Wou-Ki to assist Wang Badong in managing the Rich Qinglou. While planning the matter of Huashan's sword discussion next month, he and the flower demon passed the book to Ziwei, Biluo, and Wulian, so that they could closely control the head of Huashan faction Mei Yihai, the head of Songshan faction Gao Qingtian, and the prime minister of the capital Zhang Jinyan.

Today's bat demon, the former Xiong Taoist, he walked into the familiar Tongtian gambling house, and his heart was mixed, but he was also angry. When the bat demon sat in the office of Wang Badong in the past, he found a few watchmen from the Tongtian Gambling House who had flattened him in the past, chopped off their hands and feet one by one, and used plaster, Beeswax sealed the wounds, then shaved off their hair, stuffed their bald heads into jars one by one and made them into tumblers and put them in the office, and when they were fine, they whipped them a few times, like a spinning top, watching them spin on the ground, the bat demon felt like watching their shaky but immortal lives, and also watching their ups and downs in alcohol. "Little bear, come and have a cup of tea and dissipate your anger. This is the bill for this month's gambling house, you sign it to confirm, and I will give it to the Qingfeng Road Chief. A sexy and charming beauty with all kinds of amorous charms twisting her ass and walking towards the bat demon, while handing a cup of tea to the bat demon, she put a ledger on the table, and went around the back of the bat demon to massage his shoulder. This woman is the financial housekeeper of Tongtian Gambling House and the wife of Wang Badong in the past - Ding Lu. The bat demon took a few sips of tea and smashed the cup at the tumblers, causing one of the bald heads to bleed and scream, while the other tumblers closed their eyes in fright, trembling and spinning. "Hahaha! Cool!" The bat demon laughed wildly, and at the same time pulled Ding Lu into his arms, kissed her wildly, pressed her down on the table, lifted her skirt, pulled her long hair, took the flower leather whip, and whipped wildly. This office is Daoist Xiong's purgatory and the Bat Demon's Elysium, full of Daoist Xiong's past and present lives, full of the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the Bat Demon.

"Sister-in-law, my eldest brother is not dead yet, you can't always be so willful. The rumors and rumors outside are not good. As soon as Wang Baxi entered the gambling house, he met Ding Lu and covered his face with these words.

"Others don't know, you still don't know? Can your eldest brother come back? I don't like it! Your wife is the old bustard of the Fugui Qinglou, is she good? Get out of the old lady! Don't talk nonsense to me all day long, go back to the Fugui Qinglou and take care of your own shop!" Ding Lu slapped Wang Baxi's ass with a pu fan and yelled, seeing that he was still rubbing, he smashed his head with the cigarette he was smoking in his mouth, and after a long time, Wang Baxi didn't say anything.

In Muguo, since I came back from my last trip to Mount Tai, I have been thinking about Taishan Fujun's words, "Kyushu, your yin power is getting stronger and stronger, you must pay attention to restraining yourself! When I think of an avalanche on the east side of Tianchi in the Tianshan Mountains, which caused a group of middle school students collecting plant specimens to go missing near the Tianshan Mountains in Xinjiang, I was worried about Peng Jingjing. Thinking of the mysterious disappearance of countless workers in Xinjiang factories, I worry about my parents. Seeing that I and Suzaku's child Long'er-Liu Xianyuan are getting bigger and bigger, I am gradually relieved, thinking that I can hand over Long'er to my nurse to feed.

One day, Suzaku sent the dragon to the nurse's arms to feed, I hugged Suzaku and smiled: "Dabao, Xiaobao is now white and fat, and there are also nurses to feed." I still have some things to investigate on the Tianshan Tianchi side, I'm afraid I'm going to leave tomorrow, this time you can go with me. ”

Suzaku took my hand and leaned on it and said with a smile: "Xianggong, okay, I haven't been out of Muguo for more than a year, and if I don't go out, I'm afraid I won't be able to find the north when I go out in the future." This time it was just time to go out for our honeymoon. ”

"If you like it, if you like. I kissed Suzaku on the forehead.

"Come on, go and order General Phoenix to personally order the elites of the One Hundred Divine Wing Hall, and fly with us to Tianshan Tianchi in Xinjiang tomorrow!"

"Yes, Lord!" the two peacock fairies outside the door retreated.

Early the next morning, after we finished breakfast, hugged Liu Xianyuan and kissed it, and sent it to the nurse's arms. Afterwards, I took the Vermilion Bird and rode to the Tianchi of the Tianshan Mountains in Xinjiang, followed by General Phoenix and the elite of the Hundred Divine Wing Hall. We flew over desert wastelands, meadows and pastures, snow-capped mountains, and breathed beauty in the colorful morning glow.

"Hosts, we haven't been out for a long time. Hehe, if I don't go out again, I'm afraid I'll forget to fly. Yoyo smiled.

"Yoyo, I'm sorry, I've been working as a super dad lately. This time I went to Xinjiang and took you to eat delicious mutton pilaf, okay?"

"Uh-huh, thank you, master!" said Yoyo with a smile.

Soon, we flew to the Tianshan Tianchi, Suzaku and I came to a Kazakh yurt inn in the middle of the mountain to stay, open the leather window of the yurt and you can see the frozen Tianchi after the snow, the Phoenix general led the elite of the hundred gods wing hall to perch in the woods near the yurt to wait for the dispatch, as long as the Suzaku whistles, they can fly immediately.

The innkeeper was a white-haired, greeting a goshawk on his shoulder, holding a dombula in his hand, an old Kazakh named "Mashali", he led us into the yurt and brought us steaming beef and mutton pilaf, roasted whole lamb, cheese, grape cantaloupe fruit plate, butter tea and mare's milk wine, the table was suddenly full of silver pots and golden basins, he smiled and set up a fire for us to roast whole sheep, poured mare's milk wine from the silver kettle, poured it for us, and said with a smile, "My friend, welcome to the Tianshan Mountains!" Then exit the yurt. I cut slices of roasted whole lamb with a knife and dipped them in cheese, "Dabao, ah...... Open your mouth. Suzaku smiled and chewed the mutton while peeling the grape skins for me, "Xianggong, come, ah...... Open your mouth. "As soon as I opened my mouth, she threw the peeled grapes into my mouth with unmistakable accuracy. Then we gathered together the mare's milk wine, crossed our arms, and drank a glass of wine, and we blushed as if we were back on our wedding night. Yoyo let go of his belly at the next table and devoured it, these food and wine were his favorites, and after a while he was full and drunk, lying on the table.

While Suzaku and I were eating, Mashari walked into the yurt with two girls with dombula. Suzaku and I were hugging each other, holding wine glasses and looking at them in amazement, and Mashari smiled and said, "Dear friends, welcome to the Tianshan Mountains! Please enjoy the eagle dance we bring to you!"

"Good, good!" I realized that this was the hospitality of ethnic minorities, and immediately smiled and clapped my hands.

At this time, the two Kazakh girls with dombula began to pluck the strings, and they sang while playing the harp, which looked like a lute, with a melodious sound, the gurgling spring water of the steppe, the crisp song of birds, the jubilant flock of sheep and the galloping horses seemed to leap into view. At that moment, I truly experienced the feeling of "lingering sounds, and I don't know the taste of meat in March", and I was immersed in the dreamsong of Dongbula from my internal organs to my whole soul. With a slight drunkenness, I felt as if I was riding a horse on a snowy plateau, as if I was flying freely on the Tianshan Mountains and Tianchi. In the midst of the beautiful song, Mashari put down the goshawk on his shoulder, he took a step and jumped to the melodious melody of Dongbula, he stretched his head repeatedly, waved his arms at one time, twisted and dived at another, and leaped into the air at one time...... A series of graceful movements are like a vigorous and vigorous goshawk, full of vitality and infinite sunshine. Jumped for seven or eight minutes and stopped.

"Good, good!" Suzaku and I applauded and praised. Mashari bent down and smiled, "I hope my friend likes it!" and then left the yurt with the two girls.

Suzaku, who was slightly drunk, her face was flushed, she stood up with a glass of mare's milk wine, slowly walked to the center of the yurt and began to dance the peacock dance, the fiery red pomegranate skirt reflected the firelight, which was particularly warm. She drank the glass of wine, held the wine glass, walked in circular dance steps, and sang my song "Short Song Xing • Xinjiang":

The capital of Asia, Dihua Western Regions,

Nine Domains Poetry Brigade, Cheng Lian Qingyu.

Bogda Peak, snow-white and fragrant,

Aromatic snow lotus, Tianshan elixir.

Lingshan Yaochi, Holy Realm Pearl,

Yufeng condenses the lake, and the immortals stop.

Yaxin Changji, Muslim Workshop,

The mosque is quiet, and the Quran is singing.

Under the colorful city, the rainbow world,

Volcanic lava, the heart of the Red Flag.

On the banks of the Ili River, south of the Saiwai River,

The grass is fat and the people are beautiful, and the Shenzhou is bright.

The Western Regions are protected, and the homeland is newly returned,

The Han frontier has no borders.

Peach Festival, Heaven punishes water monsters,

Dinghai Shen Needle, Shenwei Sanjiang.

I clapped my hands excitedly, humming a little song, in the firelight I felt that Suzaku was so beautiful, she reached out and pulled me off the table, we hugged each other, leaned on each other, and spun in circles.

In the evening, Mashari and the two girls cleaned up the table, made our beds and quilts, filled the stove with firewood, and said "good night!" and left the yurt.

The moon rose slowly, and the quiet night of Tianshan Tianchi was still wafting with the beautiful sound of the piano in Dongbula, and the night outside the window became warm. I was holding Suzaku and covered with a thick wool quilt, but I felt hot all over.

I hugged Suzaku and lay down together, Suzaku put his hand around my neck, confused his eyes, and smiled at me: "Xianggong, I like your poems so much." You've written so many poems, and tonight is the first night of our honeymoon, and people want you to write me a poem. Write me one. "Suzaku's delicate voice is like a coquettish little white rabbit, very cute and charming.

"Okay, Dabao, let me brew it. "Maybe it's because I have eaten too much roasted whole sheep and mare's milk wine, I feel more and more hot all over, I put on my clothes, opened the leather window of the yurt, and saw a flickering flame on the frozen Tianchi, reflecting the frozen Tianchi is very beautiful, I pulled a Suzaku arm and smiled, "Dabao, come and see, is the flame on the pond that day the aurora aurora?"

Suzaku walked over and looked at it with his clothes draped, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Xianggong, that's the Phoenix General They are cultivating, and the phoenix has two loves: one loves Nirvana on the plane tree, and the other loves dancing in the ice spirit." Presumably, General Phoenix was so beautiful by the thousand-year-old ice spirit of Tianshan Tianchi that they couldn't help but burn and dance. Growing up, I've seen them do this every winter. ”

"Dabao, there is, this song "Love in the Tianshan Mountains" is for you. My dear, let me sing to you along with this melodious Dongbula. "I held the Suzaku and looked at the frozen Tianchi, watching the phoenixes dancing in the ice, and my inspiration suddenly appeared. I slowly chanted:

When Kunlun floated out of the snow wings

When the Queen Mother wrapped up her bathrobe

On the same day, the mountain Tianchi kissed the twilight snow of a thousand mountains

When the thousand-year-old love gives birth to the snow lotus in the clouds

I pray a lot in this soulful snowy holy place

Listen to the sound of a snowdrop blooming with affection

The wind pushes the flowers

Snow Melting Moon

One night, the previous life was gone

A couch of white innocence

Breathe in the warm moonlight

The window lattices are covered with knotted flowers

Listen to the sound of a snowdrop blooming

Gazing at the smile of the red makeup in the west window of the previous life

On the same day, the mountains danced wolf's hair

When Yao Chi precipitates Hui ink

When the subset of the scriptures and history is concealed, the red sleeves are fragrant

When a talented and beautiful woman bathes in flowers, the moon is full

I'm pouring ink and writing in this affectionate snowy holy place

Poetic and picturesque, continue to write a love of the world

Cedar as a pen

Water is ink

A volume of past life wind and moon

A vow of joy

Thick with agarwood

I fell in love with the snow country

Listen to the sound of a snowdrop blooming

Embrace the red face that you will never forget for the rest of your life

"Xianggong, your poem is so beautiful, I like it so much, thank you! This situation and this scene fits my heart, I love you!" Suzaku hugged me tightly, our lips began to become hot, breathing accelerated, Suzaku held the yurt, I hugged Suzaku, slowly ...... The pure white Tianshan Mountains, the bright moonlight, the melodious Dongbula, and the trembling yurt are inscribed on the romantic honeymoon night of me and Suzaku.