The royal authority goes all the way up, the higher the place, the more magnificent the scenery, the surrounding houses from dense to sparse, the relative layout is also much more atmospheric, and the degree of refinement is far greater than below.

When approaching the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the houses close to the fog position have their own characteristics, or the thatched house is equipped with a yard, the courtyard is planted with fairy grass, the fairy spirit is overflowing, only smell a mouthful and the look is much more refreshing, or build a house with bamboo, there are several clusters of different bamboos with purple stems and leaves in front of the house, although it seems to be quiet, but vaguely with a solemn atmosphere.

Wang Quanquan's favorite one, the roof, exterior wall, and fence are all covered with emerald green vines, and the vines produce pink flowers, densely packed with large and small, reflecting the whole area into a piece of powder, Wang Quanquan groped his chin, and secretly said that this is where a man should live, and at this time the door happened to be opened, and a baby-faced woman came out.

The woman was wearing a pink shirt, but her figure was extremely inconsistent with her appearance, she looked extremely mature and surging, jumping and picking flowers, and Wang Quanquan's eyes couldn't help jumping and jumping, and finally he directly slapped himself and forcibly looked away.

When the woman heard the voice, she turned her head and looked at him curiously, she was much more polite than the little boy below, and she held the flower in both hands and asked:

"Who are you looking for?"

Wang Quanquan was slightly stunned, and now this seemingly simple woman is the same as himself, and she is also in the middle of Jindan.

He arched his hand as elegantly as he could:

"This fairy, I just passed the test at the bottom of the mountain, and I don't know where to report?"

"Just walk down the steps, behind the clouds, where the two Commanders usually wait." The woman raised her hand and pointed to the top of the mountain.

Wang Quanquan nodded, and said with a slight smile:

"Thank you, fairy, the flowers are beautiful."

The other party returned with a bright smile.

……

Wang Quanquan still walked along the steps without hurry, and the surroundings gradually began to become foggy, and when he went to the depths, he could barely reach out his five fingers, and then a voice sounded coldly behind him:

"There are mirages in this mountain, which can swallow clouds and spit mist."

Wang Quanquan turned his head in surprise, but saw a man with a face whiter than paper standing behind him, and if it wasn't for daylight, he would have kicked over.

The man glanced at him, and then walked forward on his own, saying as he went:

"Don't leave the steps rashly, if you get lost inside, the gods will not be able to save you."

"Aren't we immortals?"

Wang Quanquan muttered in a low voice, and then looked up, how could there be half a figure, he only felt that the cold hair all over his body stood up all at once, and he hurriedly quickened his pace and walked up.

Behind the clouds, Chi Xia'er was still waiting there with a comfortable expression, until the sound of footsteps on the steps sounded "oh ooooh

……

Wang Quanquan almost trotted through the fog, and when he looked up, he was staring at Chi Xia'er.

"Zhao Daoyou has worked hard all the way." The woman spoke softly.

"It's not hard, it's just a little scary, why are you immortal mountains still haunted?" Wang Quanquan's face was palpitating.

Chi Xia'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she hid her face and smiled:

"I'm afraid you've met a trickster, and if you don't have any precautions when you first come here, you'll really be startled by him, and after a long time together, you'll know that he's a good person."

"Ghost friends?" Wang Quanquan's face was a little pale, he was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he didn't do bad things, he didn't do bad things in his life.

Chi Xia'er knew that he had made a mistake again, and felt that it was interesting, so she didn't explain, "Zhao Daoyou, please come with me."

The woman said, moved the lotus step lightly, turned around and walked up the steps, Wang Quanquan followed behind, his eyes were just on Chi Xia'er's ass, he felt that it was inappropriate, and sped up his steps to walk side by side with the other party, the woman seemed to see his thoughts, and the corners of her mouth once again faintly hooked a smile.

At this time, several disciples passed by, and when they saw Chi Xia'er, they all bowed and saluted, and said respectfully:

"I've seen the Red Venerable Order."

Chi Xia'er responded with a slight bow.

Honorable Order? Wang Quanquan couldn't help but wonder, he seemed to have heard this name somewhere, and when he was about to ask, he only heard a few times

The disciple of the Ming Lingyun Sect whispered:

"Who is this person, how can he be led by the Chizun Order himself?"

"It is estimated that it is a new doorman who has gone up the mountain, since it is led by Chizun Ling, it must be to Chixia Peak."

"This guy's life is really good, the beauty of Chixia Peak is like a cloud, if I go, I'm afraid I will have no intention of cultivating all day long."

"So you can't go."

"you."

The voices of several people gradually drifted away, and the smile on Wang Quanquan's face became stronger and stronger, it seems that he is about to go to a place where there are more wolves and less meat, with his own appearance, I am afraid that he will be harassed by those fairies every day in the future, and if he is not careful, he may lose his innocence, should he follow or resist again...

While thinking wildly, Chi Xia'er turned a corner at the intersection and walked to the left, and Wang Quanquan followed closely behind:

"Chizun Ling, I just arrived in the next year, I don't have any background, I don't know if my friends will look down on me."

Chi Xia'er smiled and said:

"It's hard to say about the other peaks, but the place we are going to is the famous sect for its teachings, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, everyone will treat it warmly."

"Enthusiastic ......"

Wang Quanquan tried to maintain his expression, trying not to make himself look like a disciple, and at this moment, a woman's voice sounded in his ears:

"Here we are."

Wang Quanquan raised his head with a smile when he heard this, although he was dressed in tatters, but he had to leave a good impression on the enthusiastic Taoist friends when they met for the first time, but when he raised his head, his expression immediately froze on his face.

The scene in front of me is a little too spicy - a group of five big and three thick men are naked, or holding a golden stone lock to do lifts, or pushing with a grinding disc on their backs, and one is carrying a big tripod to do frog jumps there.

The air was filled with the smell of sweat, and even though Wang Quanquan hadn't taken a bath for more than half a month, he still couldn't help but be dizzy from the smoke.

Chi Xia'er seemed to be used to it, and glanced at Wang Quanquan with a smile, who was standing in place at this time, his eyes blank.

……

"Yanjun Peak has a total of five halls, force, royalty, art, sword, and weapon, this is the hall of force, Zhao Daoyou will first cultivate here for a period of time.

The master of the specific hall will explain to you, and after you have experienced the five halls one by one, you can choose one of them to join."

After Chi Xia'er finished speaking, a man who was not tall but extremely strong stepped forward, wiped the sweat on his forehead casually, and hugged his fist towards the woman and said:

"The Red Venerable Order is polite."

"Senior brother has told the Battle Hall Master?"

The man nodded, "The Honorable Order has already been explained." After speaking, his eyes were burning and he looked at the king's authority.

The latter shuddered in his heart and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The man also grinned, handed over a gold-printed booklet and said:

"This is the immortal basket of Daoyou, you first find a place to live on the mountainside tonight, and wait for me to come to you at night."

"Looking for ***?" The king's authority was tightened, and his face was vigilant.

"Of course, I'm going to send the exercises, and I'm going to watch those boys train, and I'll explain it to Daoist friends later."

The hall master surnamed Zhan said, and turned to leave with a fist again.

Wang Quanquan looked at the fairy urn in his hand, and was thinking about whether to run away at night while it was dark, when Chi Xia'er's voice came from the side:

"This sect has never forced disciples, not to mention that Zhao Daoyou is still a disciple, if you want to leave at any time, you just need to inform them.

Moreover, the female monks of Yanjun Peak are no less than those of Chixia Peak, so Zhao Daoyou might as well stay for a while and take a look."

The king's dirty thoughts were broken, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he bowed his hand and said:

"Fairy Xie mentioned it, Zhao knows."

……