With the change of the sun and the moon, Beiling Town, which was originally sparsely populated in winter, became lively, and an endless stream of carriages poured into the four city gates, forming a long queue, making the streets of Beiling Town, which was not very spacious, crowded

The vendors on both sides of the street shouted and sold at the top of their voices, extremely excited.

A dilapidated carriage on the street, Miguang and Xiao Dingyan sat in it.

Miguang lifted the curtain in the car, and the carriage connected together looked like a long dragon, with no end in sight, only the mountain range that stretched for an unknown number of miles.

Xiao Dingyan's light voice came out of the car: "I didn't expect so many people from the Xianqing Sect to come this time." ”

Miguang turned around and asked, "Wasn't there that many people before?"

Xiao Dingyan said: "In the past, in recent years, many previously unknown sects have risen, and many disciples have been carved from them, and the Immortal Qing Sect is not as good as before. ”

At this time, there was a vibration in the carriage, and the coachman stopped the carriage and came down to check, but the problem was not big, just a slight scratch.

But the coachman looked at the carriage beside him with a disturbed expression.

The carriage is gorgeous, the hollow carving of the cyan carriage is lifelike, the yellow gold edge wraps the edges and corners of the side of the carriage is extremely noble, and more importantly, the carriage has two divine horses, so it is not majestic.

The coachman on the seat straightened his back, squinted at the chauffeur of Miguang, and said: "Blind your dog's eyes, do you know who is sitting in the car?

After hearing this, the coachman was so frightened that his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground and apologized again and again, thinking that if this carriage was damaged, it was not something he could afford, and the son in the carriage was shocked and could not escape the death penalty.

Miguang listened to it sincerely, thinking that the noble son of this family is so worthless, others meet love around the corner, and I meet the noble son around the corner?

Miguang opened the curtain of the compartment window, looked at the sky and the sun was slightly tilted, and then got out of the carriage, looked at the indispensable coachman and said calmly: "If it is just an ordinary scratch, it will not affect the use, can it be solved after worshipping the mountain, it is not too early now, I think the son in the carriage is also in a hurry." ”

The coachman sitting on the seat was stunned when he heard this, his expression was a little dissatisfied, and after seeing the coarse cotton clothes of Miguang, he sneered and said: "Where did you get the soil buns, do you have the right to speak here? And you still want to go to worship the mountain? Don't be ashamed." ”

Miguang smiled, his eyes were very calm, what happened all day before yesterday had made his heart a lot more stable and calm, he didn't want to cause trouble now, because it was really troublesome, but not wanting to do it didn't mean that he was afraid, if the other party was still so unrelenting, he didn't mind letting the other party suffer.

At this moment, a voice came out of the carriage: "Ah Jiu, according to what this little brother said, he is talking after worshipping the mountain." ”

When the driver in the seat heard the sound in the carriage, his expression instantly became deferential and he answered.

Then he turned his head to look at Miguang, how quickly his complexion changed, and said in a fierce voice: "Hurry up and think of how to solve this matter!"

Then flick the horsewhip and drive forward.

Seeing the splendid carriage going away, the coachman got up, dusted off his body, and said in disgust: "Phew! ”

Mitsumi smiled dumbly and returned to the carriage.

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Although Beiling Town is not far from Xianqing Sect, due to the large number of vehicles, it is impossible to speed up, and it is not until the sun is correct that it finally reaches the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is a vast hill, and now it is winter, a field of snow, and the dead trees around are covered with white snow and thin ice, like a crystal ice sculpture, which is gorgeous and colorful in the winter light, just like a beautiful sight.

Many people got off the car at the foot of the mountain and prepared to climb the mountain on foot, except for a few horse-drawn carriages heading towards the mountain gate, and the blue carriage was among them.

When the cyan carriage appeared, there were suddenly many more voices of warblers and swallows on the originally quiet hills.

A young girl said excitedly: "Look, there is a cyan carriage over there, and in it is Chi Mo Gongzi. ”

The girl on the side was crimson, and she peeked at it from time to time.

Another girl said: "I heard that Huan Chimo is still a civil and military all-rounder, even if he can't enter the Xianqing Sect this time, it is not in vain to be able to take a look at the son." ”

"Look at your little potential, if I have to enter the Xianqing Sect, I will be a classmate with my son. ”

"I heard that Chi Mo Gongzi is extremely good-looking, and even men will look at it twice. ”

A young man couldn't see it, and said a few words sneeringly, and was immediately besieged by the women's army, and was quickly defeated, looking at the cyan carriage with extremely resentful eyes and jealousy.

The coachman on the seat straightened his waist, and slowly drove towards the mountain gate under the praise and envy of everyone, his face full of pride that could not be concealed.

At this moment, a dilapidated carriage attracted everyone's attention, and they saw that the carriage did not stop the vehicle on the hill, but slowly drove towards the mountain gate.

There was a commotion in front of the mountain gate, some incomprehension, some contempt, and some pity.

"Who is this man?"

"It can't be an idiot, right? doesn't he know that the carriages that can enter the mountain gate are all very wise people among the children of the family?"

"Hehe, hey, let's see how he's thrown out. ”

"I heard that when I worshiped the mountain last time, someone did not follow the rules and broke through the mountain gate, and as a result, he was thrown out of Beiling Town, and he was not allowed to participate in the mountain worship again for three years. ”

"Hehe, observe a three-minute silence for him. ”

There was a lot of talk on the hills, but most were waiting to see the show, and a few were considering whether to stop the carriage.

The coachman in the coarse cotton coat on the seat was looking nervously around, maintaining a highly skeptical attitude towards the old man's request in the carriage

"Guest officer, are you sure to drive directly into the mountain gate of the Immortal Green Sect?"

Although he is just an ordinary coachman, he is already familiar with the work of pulling people to Xianqing Sect to worship the mountain, but he has never entered the mountain gate once, and the rules of driving into the mountain gate are either rich or expensive, which he understands, but he is afraid that these two guys who look the same grade as him do not understand, so he has asked this question many times, but there is only one answer.

"Drive in"

In desperation, he had no choice but to drive towards the mountain gate, and was ready to shirk responsibility at any time

The driver of the cyan carriage heard the chatter coming from behind and looked behind him curiously.

When he saw the dilapidated carriage slowly approaching, he was stunned for a moment, and whispered something to the boy in the carriage, and then a sneer appeared on his face.

I saw that he tugged on the reins of the horse, slowing down the speed of the carriage by a few points, and when the dilapidated carriage passed him, he made a gesture of invitation, and actually let the dilapidated carriage go first.

The coachman forced himself to compose, but his hands holding the reins were still trembling slightly.

At this time, the deacon of the Xianqing Sect, who was in charge of registration in front of the mountain gate, came over, and the coachman almost didn't hold it to let the carriage rush over.

However, I saw the deacon of the Immortal Green Sect bowing to the dilapidated carriage and saying, "Welcome to the old seniors of the Holy Domain." ”

There was a sound of teacups falling from inside the cyan carriage.

The driver of the cyan carriage had wide eyes, his mouth open as if he could put down an egg, and he didn't even notice that the leather whip in his hand had fallen to the ground.

The crowd around them who were ready to watch the show was silent. But there is only one common problem in my mind

"Who is he?!"