Every year on the ninth day of September, Canghe Mountain will hold the Chongyang Festival, welcoming people from all walks of life to visit. Although there is no invitation, Canghe Mountain has a long reputation in the cultivation world, and who doesn't want to come to see the style and get a taste of the aura of the treasure land by the way. Therefore, it is also an annual event in the cultivation realm.

Since everyone is gathered together, they are all strange people, and it is inevitable to have some exchanges when they have nothing to do. Slowly, it has become a meeting for the elders to set up lectures and for the juniors to emerge.

According to the custom, ten days before the Double Ninth Festival, each sect will take turns to nominate senior monks and open the altar to teach. As the host, Canghe Mountain will set up a formation and monster and other checkpoints on the mountain, and all cultivators can walk freely to practice, which is called walking the mountain. Coupled with trivial matters such as human visits, it can't wait until September, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the egret town under Canghe Mountain will be lively.

At this time, it is the season of golden wind and jade dew, and the fragrance of osmanthus is fragrant, and the people and cars in Egret Town come and go, and there is an endless stream. There is a famous drunken immortal residence in the town, and many diners come here just to feast on it.

In the middle of the restaurant, there is an old man, with a childish face and a shrewd face. He fell in love with this feng shui treasure at a glance, and after setting up the way, he set up a case in the hall, flicked the fan, and said loudly: "It is said that under the sky, within the earth, there is a mountain range that is blessed. Its mountain has nine peaks, ninety-nine to one, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, the only one in the world. The ancestor of Guiyuan traveled here, asked the mountain to have a spirit, and then showed his might in this place, opened the mountain and established a faction, and there was Canghe Mountain. ”

Canghe Mountain talks about things and things, this old storyteller can be said to have accurately grasped the right time and place, as well as the curiosity of the diners. He folded his fan and snapped it, and his tone became excited: "Canghe Mountain is established, preaching to help the world, saving the dead and helping the wounded." A few decades ago, the current generation of mountain lords took office. coincided with the troubled times of the two fire demons, and the people were displaced, complaining and miserable. The lord of Canghe Mountain made a quick decision and united with the hundred schools of Xuanmen to form an incineration alliance to defeat the rebellious army, so that there would be peace and tranquility for decades in the future. ”

In the corner, a young man in white was listening with relish and leisurely, his fingers tapping on the table. It seems that the woman's jade fingers are soft, but they are clear and dexterous, and they are as tough as green bamboo. The pure white clothes can't hide the slender figure, the waist is lightly bundled, and the decorative lines are very exquisite. The black hair was tied up high, leaving only a white headband swaying at the back of the head. The side face is fair and cold, with thin lips and plain teeth, which is the appearance of a boy and a girl, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. A pair of eyes are shining, and everything is fresh. There is a mountain and water folding fan in his hand, and there is no other weapon, so he can't tell which sect it is.

The strangest thing is that he is so thin and alone, but he orders the signature dishes in the store. The shopkeeper pondered, and now it is not uncommon for immortals of all sizes and sects to swagger in the town. The distinguished guest in front of me has never seen it, and I don't know whose pampered little boy came out to hang out alone, just be careful.

There are four people at the table by the window of the restaurant, and the costumes are all the same color of water blue robes. The one who looked the eldest among them, everyone in the table called him Senior Brother. Since he is a senior brother, he should have set an example and take good care of a few junior brothers, but he suddenly took the case and said angrily to the old storyteller: "I heard that the big battle was led by Shui Jun. Why do you old man refer to the deer as a horse, and insist that it is the head of the canghe mountain? ”

The old man was talking about the place where he arose, when he was suddenly rudely interrupted, and he was anxious for a moment, his eyes rolled wildly, and he secretly wondered how to deal with this troublemaker. But I heard another voice from the corner behind me: "What's wrong with Shui Jun, it was Huo Jun who fought that battle!" You Bishui Lake, so dutifully ask for credit for the water king, what reward can you get when you go back? ”

The big brother who made trouble was certainly not pleasant, and there was no fuel-efficient lamp at the table where he spoke at this time.

The first to speak out was a high-spirited young man, with a smart face and eyes looking forward to Shenfei, and after he said something disrespectful, he turned his gaze to the side, quite a bit of cunning.

Following his flattering gaze, the person next to him, dressed in the same dark robe as he was, wiped his forehead with a red gold flame logo embroidered on it. There is a three-point majesty in his expression, and he thinks he is the core person of this table. The core character appreciates the masterpiece of the younger brother, and the corners of his mouth are hooked into an arc, quite proud.

How could the senior brother of Bishui Lake swallow this breath, and slapped the table with thunder, and changed color. The square table that had been entertaining guests for many years was slapped tremblingly, and it was a bad luck to receive them today.

I only heard the senior brother say angrily: "What kind of good thing is your Flame Hall!" Over the years, they have gone back and forth, and they have almost broken the threshold of Canghe Mountain, wagging their tails and begging for mercy in every possible way, but they have not received any response from others. At this Chongyang Conference, what about being a cow and a horse for others? ”

Ooh! Bishui Lake, Flame Hall, is really as powerful as its name, water and fire are incompatible!

The more they talked, the more excited they became, and their posture was like a shrew standing on the street, pinching and scolding each other, and they didn't have the consciousness of a cultivator at all. In the end, I didn't agree with each other, and I started to fight directly, and in the confusion, I couldn't tell which side started this good start.

These people, if he glares at you, you must scold back, if you point at him, he must throw something over, and it will be strange if you don't fight! There are people who have no appearance, and there is no way to fight, and they fight indiscriminately, and the good restaurant is made into a miasma!

The little boy was listening to the book and was listening attentively, and he was forced to watch the excitement. He was so bored that he didn't bother to look at it anymore, and lowered his head to concentrate on eating. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a round thing flying out of the wargroup over there. He looked at it fixedly, and exclaimed in his heart: That cage of drunken crabs, but it is in limited supply!

And it's just this one, there is no semicolon! He came here specifically for him, and he hasn't even been ranked today!

The rules of the drunken immortal residence, he is very unaccustomed to it. Since he is in the business of opening the door to welcome customers, the daily flow of customers is geometric, and he should have a number in his heart, but he does not prepare enough ingredients, which causes many diners to run in vain and return disappointed, which is quite deliberate. In particular, he came early today, but he still missed the opportunity, and he couldn't help but feel heartbroken and deeply regretful.

Seeing the limited number of delicacies, he had to throw his body to the ground and shatter into a piece of scum, and the little boy's heart was dripping blood. He couldn't see the tyrannical thing the most, and immediately he couldn't help but hook his two fingers lightly, and the cage of drunken crabs spun around in a circle in the air and floated back to its original position.

Then, roasted mutton, osmanthus nectar cake, qiong sauce jade dew, braised lion's head.

The fight is in full swing over there, and this side is also one after another, overwhelmed.

Another one!

Oh, empty plates!

Forget it, good people do it to the end. The plate is also innocent, and there is no favoritism.

He was very busy alone, and took the time to sigh: I can't live in peace even if I eat, it's even busier than a bodhisattva! He automatically ignored one thing, the Bodhisattva has all kinds of opportunities, and it is to save suffering. He was now obsessed with saving food and drinking. He also justifiably thought, well, not much difference!

After most of the day, the two teams finally let go of the restaurant, one by one with blue noses and swollen faces, and they told the head of the house violently, like a bear child who ran home to complain in anger.

There are very few diners in the restaurant who dare to stay in this place, and most of them hide away from the first signs of disaster. The shopkeeper poked out his head tremblingly, and when he saw that the wind was finally calm, he came out silently with a bitter face to clean up.

Judging from the skill of his movements, it is not surprising that he has long been accustomed to such nonsense by such dignitaries with dignified appearances and glamorous appearances.

He has been working among all kinds of guests for many years, and he has already practiced the ability to see and listen to all directions, and the little boy's feat is naturally in full view of him. In the kind of chaotic scene of war, chickens and dogs jumping, this little boy had neither good words to dissuade him, nor fanned the flames, and he never even avoided it from afar. He went to great lengths to mediate, seemingly just to help the restaurant recover its losses.

Whenever this kind of thing happens, the biggest loss is not any party involved in the fight, but the little people who have the heart to persuade and are powerless to return to the sky. In the face of the wind and rain, they often have no power to resist and let others slaughter.

Now that this unique fight is over, the decorations in the hall are unscathed! This kind of strange anecdote opened the eyes of the well-informed shopkeeper, and he couldn't help but look at this strange person differently, in awe and curiosity, and he didn't dare to slack off.

I thought that the little boy was pampered, and he didn't know that the rivers and lakes were sinister, who knew that people could not be disguised, and under his angelic face jumped a bodhisattva heart who was well versed in the hardships of people's livelihood! The image of this thin boy in his mind suddenly became extremely tall and majestic, like a glorious god and Buddha who saved the people from fire and water!

Of course, he is an ordinary man, and he can't understand the mental journey of the gods and Buddhas, with twists and turns, which can be called a must!

The little boy caught a glimpse of the old man who was telling the story just crawling out of the corner, raised his head casually, and said, "Old man, you go on." ”

The old man traveled south and north, all with a mouthful of magic skills. Those people just now brought the topic to the part he was not familiar with, so he picked up the conversation and prepared to pull it back: "Speaking of these five clans, I think that when the gods created the world, all things operated with spirits, and the order of heaven and earth began. It is inconvenient for the gods to intervene and descend the spiritual veins of various systems to protect the world. For thousands of years, the various departments have gradually withered, but the five clans have been inherited to this day, but they are living in seclusion, and the dragon sees the head and does not see the end, I don't know if it is safe now? ”

The little boy's eyelids jumped, and he kindly reminded: "Old man, if such nonsense is preached by people with ill intentions and passed into the ears of the monarchs of the five clans, won't the job be guaranteed?" ”

The old man was like an initiation, and he was guilty of sins in his heart, so he quickly changed the topic, and said with a sneer: "What else does the son want to hear, Sanqing Daoist?" Incendiary Wars? The little old man is like a stream, and you are as if you are there, which is full of fun. ”

The little boy shook his head, both physically and mentally expressing a strong refusal. The Burning Fire Battle is one of the great achievements of the Canghe Mountain Lord that he just brought in one stroke, and he has long been familiar with it, and his ears will be calloused when he listens to it. In his opinion, the Sanqing Taoist is even more nonsense, and it is rumored that this Sanqing Taoist is touted as omnipotent in heaven and earth, and he can't wait to say that he is a god with three heads and six arms. However, after careful speculation, the rumored him has neither a clear background nor a specific ending, and when he hears it, he is making up nonsense and grandstanding, and he can't resist scrutiny.

The little boy pondered for a moment and said, "Arranging a living person is easy to get into trouble, it is better to say that it is a dead person!" The Guiyuan Patriarch you just mentioned sounds quite powerful, who is that? ”

Ahh Finally asked about the familiar part, the old man shook his head, and said slowly: "Guiyuan Patriarch is the ancestor of Canghe Mountain, one of the rumored three, and the other two are the fire demons of the troubled times just mentioned. The cultivation realm pays attention to the spirit of all things, and the spirit belongs, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are essential. The patriarch is a strange person, he was born out of nowhere, his own faction, and created the foundation of Canghe Mountain for generations, and his reputation is great. After the death of the patriarch immortal, the two monarchs of the fire demon dared to make waves. ”

The little boy nodded, realizing that he had gained a lot today, so he stopped interjecting.