readx;? Gaotai is called Daotai, but in the final analysis, it is still a place of life and death. The Xuanming Dojo www.biquge.info the Pen, Fun, Pavilion not only invited people from the Quartet Immortal Sect to watch the battle, but naturally established layers of audience seats around the high platform.

At first glance, the thousands of audience seats and the high platform in the middle are somewhat similar to the stage, opera garden, and theater in the mundane world, but the atmosphere is more than many times more than many times.

March 3.

Shangsi Festival.

According to the records of the immortal gate classics, on this day, the ancient immortals gathered, held a feast, and held a peach conference.

The Xuanming Dojo is authentic for the Xianmen, and it is also necessary to sacrifice heaven and earth on March 3.

The Daojun of Zixiao Palace was cautious, and on this day, he came to the Middle-earth Empire.

On this day, a tall and thin man, with half a hundred hair, looked drooping old but energetic, and walked slowly from the end of the remote mountain road, step by step, towards the gate of Xuanming Mountain.

Song Ke was in the house on the side of the mountain gate, meditating and practicing.

Zhang Qing stood at the door, assuming the duty of guarding the mountain gate. During this period of time, there were often people from other immortal sects in the Middle-earth Empire, holding invitations, and rushing to Xuanming Mountain. There were even some people from the Immortal Sect of other empires who rushed to the Xuanming Dojo when they heard the news. Zhang Qing received them one by one according to Duguxin's arrangement.

People from all walks of life come here, either stepping on flying sword magic weapons, or casting magnificent and strange spell flights, or flying through the clouds. Only when they fly close to the mountain gate will they press the cloud head and descend to the ground. Only this old man who came from the mountain road today, from far and near, step by step, climbed the mountain, and the people in the Xianmen who Zhang Qingsong could receive in recent times are completely different.

"Dare to ask my father-in-law, what is the matter with coming to my Xuanming Mountain?"

Zhang Qing felt that this old man should be a mortal, so he took three steps forward and inquired.

The old man stopped, nodded at Zhang Qing, and said, "The old man heard that there is a good show in the Xuanming Dojo, so I came to take a look." ”

Zhang Qing carefully examined the old man and persuaded: "During this time, I Xuanming Mountain has other important matters, I will not entertain ordinary people, and I ask the old man to bear with me." ”

The old man smiled: "The etiquette is good, but the vision is a little worse." Where do you see that I'm just an old man in the world, old man?"

"That's fine. ”

Zhang Qing shook his head and said, "If the old man can use the Dao technique and immortal method in the immortal gate at will, I will welcome the old man into the door, how about it?"

"That's it......"

The old man looked at Zhang Qing, and then at the towering Cui Wei mountain gate, and didn't say much, just stepped forward.

Zhang Qingshang, who was blocking the mountain gate, was not in a hurry to react, but was gently pushed to the side by a fresh breeze, and when he staggered to his feet, the old man had already walked into the mountain gate, nodding and smiling at him.

"You!"

Zhang Qing was about to get angry, but he felt that something was wrong.

I saw the old man, slightly lifting the front hem of his robe, step by step, along the steps of Xuanming Mountain, up the steps. Every time he walked, lotus leaves grew in the smooth white marble steps.

Where the old man's footprints have stepped on, one by one the snow-white and flawless, but delicate lotus flowers, bloom in the wind!

When the old man gradually walked away, the lotus flower in the road gradually withered, and the petals and lotus seeds fell to the ground, and the lotus seeds fell to the ground, but they immediately grew into lotus flowers, and the flowers and branches bloomed again, and so on, endlessly.

One step for a lifetime!

Zhang Qing stretched out his hand, beckoned a lotus seed that fell to the ground into his hand, smelled it, and tasted it with a frown, only to feel that his lips and teeth were fragrant. He woke up from a dream, and it turned out that the scene of lotus flowers growing under the feet of this old man, and the flowers blooming, was not a common illusion method used by people in the fairy gate, but a real lotus seed!

"'Life and glory under your feet, life and death in your steps', what kind of sacredness is this old man!" Zhang Qing opened his eyes wide, his mouth grew up, and he was amazed in his heart, and hurriedly spread the news of this old man's arrival to Xuanming Mountain, and spread it to the tower of Xuanming Mountain with the technique of flying sword transmission.

The teleportation sword burst up the mountain like lightning.

The old man walked in the middle of the road, and noticed that there was a sword light chasing in the distance, so he stretched out his hand, and the two fingers of his right hand seemed to catch the sun and the moon, and pinched the distant transmission flying sword in his hand, and then the old man's body turned into a streamer, along the steps of Xuanming Mountain, and quickly escaped, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the tower of Xuanming Mountain.

Where the old man's body turned into light, lotus leaves appeared one after another, like a blue and white jade belt, pulling in Xuanming Mountain, and swaggering in the spring light.

Sou!

A yin wind mixed with pure yang breath blew out from the tower and fell outside the steps of the door, revealing Nie Yinniang's figure, looking at the old man in the air. She is a pure yang ghost immortal, and her cultivation is the profound and mysterious Taoist system of Jiuchong Mountain, and she immediately noticed the old man who turned into light. However, Nie Yinniang didn't know the origin of this old man, so she had to concentrate on vigilance, wait for the battle, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency, and what is the matter here?"

The old man nodded at Nie Yinniang, raised his head again, and said softly: "Zixiao Palace is cautious. ”

As soon as these words came out, among the towers, Dugu Xin, Hengjiang, Liao Changkong, Yan Qingya, Fu Xiangyang, and five brothers came out.

"Daojun is not far away from a million miles, and he comes to Xuanming Mountain, which makes this door shine. However, Daojun came too suddenly, and I Xuanmingshan was not well prepared, so I asked Daojun to bear with me. ”

Dugu Xin first bowed, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the Yikuan Hall where Xuanming Dojo was entertaining, and made a gesture of invitation.

Shen Gu returned the courtesy: "If I don't come in person, it's rude." When I went up the mountain, it happened to be a meeting, and I happened to take the transmission flying sword released by the disciples of your sect guarding the mountain and send it here. This time I came in a hurry, and I didn't prepare any gifts, so I had to make a little trick and plant a lotus all the way, and please don't blame you. ”

Dugu Xin returned the salute and thanked him, saying, "Thank you seniors!"

Around the Yikuan Hall is the guest house where the Xuanming Dojo entertains guests.

When Dugu Xin and Shen Gu appeared in the Yikuan Palace, and Hong Xinhan and Zhao Qingxue, the two disciples of Zixiao Palace, went to Shi Li to pay respects, the entire people of Xuanming Mountain knew that the Daojun masters of Zixiao Palace had already come to Xuanming Mountain.

Once the caution comes, the sword fight can no longer be delayed.

After some deliberations in the Yikuan Palace, Shen Gu and Dugu Xin set the date of the sword fight for tomorrow.

As a result, the people from the Xianmen who came here to watch the battle, even the guest house, went to the place where Hengjiang and Zhao Qingxue fought swords early, and occupied many excellent seats in the audience. However, everyone is from the Immortal Sect, and they need a little bit of face, after all, they reserved some of the best seats for the disciples of the Xuanming Dojo, and they didn't all occupy them cleanly.

People in the immortal sect often have to practice in retreat.

Every retreat, ten days and a half months of meditation and practice, no problem. If it is a master of the soul of the year before last, it is common to even sit for several years, more than ten years. For them, in order to wait for tomorrow's sword fight, there is no harm in sitting in the audience all night.

That night, several true disciples of the Xuanming Dojo, together with the head disciple Dugu Xin, went to visit Hengjiang.

Everyone sat on a futon, gathered in a circle around the coffee table, sat opposite each other and drank tea, and discussed the matter of fighting swords tomorrow.

Yan Qingya bent his fingers and tapped the Xuanzhong giant sword that swung horizontally on his knees, quite a bit heroic in playing the sword and singing, and said: "Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Liao both said that Senior Brother Heng has cultivated a sword formation from the line of Jiuchong Mountain, and he is the Pure Yang Immortal who has been famous for a long time in the ancient wood style of the Bat Pond Dojo, and he was also beheaded by Senior Brother Heng with a sword. Tomorrow in a battle with that Zhao Qingxue, most of the senior brothers will be able to win the battle. ”

Fu Xiangyang and Liao Changkong glanced at each other and nodded.

Dugu Xin said: "Today when we are in the Yikuan Palace, when we entertain Shen Gu, Shen Gu's eyes when he looks at Senior Brother Heng are quite strange. Shen Gu's eyes are like Scrooge seeing a mountain of gold, and like a hungry demon seeing a peerless beauty. ”

Hearing this, Yan Qingya's expression changed.

Liao Changkong said: "Among you and my senior brothers, although Senior Brother Heng's wisdom is the most obvious to me, Senior Brother Dugu is the most careful. Senior Brother Dugu saw that Shen Gu's eyes were wrong, which meant that Shen Gu must have a plan. ”

"Old dog!"

Yan Qingya scolded angrily, slapped the case, and said: "Zixiao Palace is an immortal palace, powerful in the world, how can there ever be a lack of good talent and beautiful jade as a disciple? The old dog didn't know how to be satisfied, and he still thought of the idea of beating our junior brother. ”

Hearing this, Hengjiang was a little surprised, and said: "I lack qualifications and mediocre talent, how can I be regarded as a good talent and beautiful jade." Prudently cultivating to the Dao Monarch, he must be a man with vast magical powers and profound mana, how could a character like him think of letting me go to Zixiao Palace, all the senior brothers and sisters are too careful. If he had a plan, he must have other ideas, not to accept me into Zixiao Palace. ”

Yan Qingya looked at the direction of the guest courtyard of the Yikuan Palace, his eyes were round, and he said angrily: "Others may plot against the Jiuchong Mountain Sword Formation on Senior Brother Heng, but that Zixiao Palace is a Xu Sect?

Hengjiang was stunned and asked, "In this way, that Daojun is cautious, really fancy my mediocre talent?"

Fu Xiangyang shook his head and said: "No, no! Brother Heng's cultivation is short, and his cultivation is still low, he only knows that talent is important, but he doesn't know that for the people in the Immortal Sect, the importance of Dao heart is far above talent." In the world of immortals, there are many living beings, and for tens of thousands of years, there have been countless talents. However, why are there very few people who cultivate to immortality, live with heaven and open up a fairy palace?"