Laoshan School Dojo.

The mountains are high and steep, and the forests are deep and the valleys are secluded.

The stream bends and twists many times, and the pines and cypresses are stacked in rows. Endless apes and cranes chirping, dragons and tigers roaring, and smoke clouds rise in all directions.

The top of the mountain is located.

Between the pine fences, one side of the treasure pool is sparkling, and the shadows of the trees are seen inside. The pine moss is clustered in clusters, green as blue, delicate and lovely.

A group of people were sitting upright on the platform in the center of the treasure pool, preaching to the disciples below.

I saw that he was wearing a carefree crown on his head, a thunder-patterned magic robe, a dragon and tiger jade pendant on his waist, a ruddy complexion, an amiable demeanor, and a fairy wind bone, a grandmaster atmosphere.

As the sound of his sermon spread, it turned into a fine and dense scripture that fell, as if it were tangible and invisible, and sprinkled with joy.

The wonderful sound is thorough, the color is colorful, condensed into golden flowers and jade, and it is falling.

The disciples in the audience were listening in fascination, shaking their heads and shaking their heads.

Suddenly~

The man stopped preaching, and the disciples woke up one after another.

"Duanhe, there are distinguished guests coming to the door. You will meet with the teacher on your behalf. ”

"Yes. The disciple received the order. ”

Among the disciples, a young man immediately came out, with a knotted bun, new Taoist clothes, long eyebrows and broad eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, a straight posture, and a clear air around him, which was already the realm of true immortals.

But he is the great disciple of this man.

Duanhe took orders to retire and leave this place of preaching.

Meander along the mountain road, not hurrying or slow, shrinking the ground into inches, heading towards the mountain gate.

In a moment, Duanhe had already arrived at the mountain gate.

It's just that when I looked around, I didn't see the distinguished guest that my master said.

Just as he was about to hold his breath and wait patiently, he heard a sword sound in his ears.

As soon as the clouds on the sky opened, the mystical sound was repeated, and the colors were colorful, condensed into golden flowers, and they fell.

Along with this vision, a Taoist song came from far and near:

"Edgeworth rode the wind and eliminated the demons between heaven and earth.

I have fun with wine, but I am crazy without wine.

Drink all the rivers, and then swallow the sun and the moon.

A thousand cups of drunkenness, only I am a wine and sword fairy. ”

Duanhe looked up, only to see in midair, sword light flying, and two figures appeared.

One before and one after the other.

Slightly in front of him, it was a sword immortal who was so handsome that he couldn't say it, I saw a golden crown on his head, wearing a white robe, and in the halo behind him, a green blade slowly turned.

Holding a red jade gourd in his left hand, he is drinking slowly, and in his right hand he is holding an iron pen, the size of a brush, like a shrunken spear, and he can't stop rubbing it.

Indescribably free and romantic.

Three or two steps behind him, it was a Kundao fairy, the whole person was wearing a veil, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could only see the beautiful eyes of the sea.

Neither of these two concealed their qi, and he naturally sensed that both of them were in the Golden Immortal Realm.

Immediately, my heart jumped.

Especially the female fairy senior, as if the former is the main posture, let him know the extraordinaryness of this distinguished guest.

The two are naturally Fang Longye and Long Xuan.

Since he acted as a sword immortal, Fang Longye naturally gave himself a name - Wine Sword Immortal.

There are gourds, fine wine, and fairy swords.

Well, how is he not a wine sword fairy?

As for the so-called iron pen in the right hand, it is naturally a coiled dragon spear.

With the Coiling Dragon Spear achieving the top divine soldiers, the huge gap makes it no longer so freewheeling.

Faced with such a situation, naturally there is only one way to regain control of it by using water grinding kung fu and practicing a little bit of sacrifice.

Therefore, as long as Fang Longye is okay now, he has been turning the coiling dragon spear into the size of a brush, holding it in his hand, and rubbing and refining it.

It can be said that with the current quality and power of the Panlong Spear, I am afraid that even if he enters the Taiyi realm, Fang Longye will have to maintain this image for a long time.

If, in the process, he had manifested himself as a mortal and had been painted into a painting, he would have left such an image.

Just like the Pure Yang Patriarch Lu Dongbin in his previous life, because there is a story about the sword that was borrowed by Emperor Zhenwu, he has the image of carrying an empty scabbard and is depicted as a painting.

The vision converged, and the surroundings returned to peace.

Before the sword immortal senior in front of him looked at him, Duanhe immediately saluted and said, "Laoshan faction Duanhe, I have seen two seniors. ”

The attitude is respectful, gentle and polite.

between actions, so that the strictest people can't find reason.

"No need to be polite."

Fang Longye flicked it lightly, and he had the power of the wind to lift the end and.

He looked this end up and down, nodded, and exclaimed: "Sure enough, the person is as his name." With this heart alone, the next day, you will be a golden immortal. ”

"Thank you seniors."

Although Duanhe feels that his qualifications are good, the level of promotion to Golden Immortal is different from that of Yuan Immortal to True Immortal, but there are many colleagues who are trapped in this prison.

He doesn't have full confidence, even if he has the golden immortal consummation master to protect the path, his own master is the ultimate Taiyi who created the Laoshan faction.

So Duanhe didn't say much about it, but led the way in front and said: "Shizun was preaching before, I'm afraid I can't come to meet my seniors immediately, and I hope my seniors will forgive me." ”

Fang Longye waved his hand and laughed loudly: "There is no need to be like this, this seat is just passing by the precious treasure land." I happened to be interested, so I decided to visit your faction. Disturbed for no reason, but it's not mine~"

It's just that his eyes are dull, and he thinks about it in his heart.

Laoshan faction?

It's not just whether it's a supernatant vein?

Also, the real Laoshan Mountain seems to be in Nanzhan Buzhou, right?

……

Winding along the mountain road, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the fairy family all the way, Duanhe led Fang Longye and Long Xuan, and came to a Taoist palace.

"Senior, this Qing Palace is a place where my Laoshan faction specially entertains foreign guests. The place of the burrow, I hope that the predecessors will not be disgusted. ”

Fang Longye smiled, looked around, waved his hand and said, "This Qing Palace is quite in line with the meaning of Taoism and nature, how can it be called a Burrow?"

It's not just because the Qing Palace is really not small, the so-called Burrow, but it's just humble.

What's more, he has determined which of the three Qings this Laoshan faction belongs to!

Looking at the three big characters of 'Taiqing Palace' on the plaque above his head, Fang Longzhi laughed secretly in his heart.

Regardless of the previous life, in this life, in the desolate world, the "Taiqing Palace" was called the Xia Qing Palace by this Laoshan faction, what else could be the reason?

This Laoshan faction belongs to the Shangqing lineage, which is a sure thing~

Pacing into this room, accompanied by Duanhe, tour the scenery of the Qing Palace.

Through the corridor and path, twists and turns, Fang Longye and his party came to a courtyard.

Duanhe introduced on the side: "The predecessors may not know that the foreign guests received by this Xia Qing Palace not only include fellow visitors, but also the pilgrims who worship my Laoshan faction."

"And the area where this courtyard is located is a place for ordinary pilgrims to pay homage."

Fang Longye nodded, indicating that he understood.

After all, the Laoshan sect is not only a simple sect of cultivation, but also has a religious nature, and it always has to contact believers and pilgrims.

When the letter stepped inside, he saw that it was clear and clean.

Pine fences and bamboos, moss flowers all over the ground, three or five white cranes flying. Even if it is just a place for ordinary pilgrims to live, it is also a fairy scene.

"Huh?"

Fang Longye's gaze fell on the three declining and withered flowers and trees, and he couldn't help but glow with different colors.

You know, what is this place?

One side of the Immortal Sect, the place where the Golden Immortal stays.

No matter what kind of flowers and trees, if you enter here, you will inevitably be evergreen for thousands of years and immortal for ten thousand years.

How can there be a phenomenon of decline and withering?

Hearing Fang Longye's exclamation, Duanhe also looked at it with his gaze, and he was also surprised.

"This~ I remember more than a month ago, this winter-resistant wood and white peony, okay?"

……

"Huh? Who cut off the red leaf grass? ”

"Damn!"

"Actually, just like this, I killed three lives!"

"Alas! Sad, respectable, pitiful! ”

Fang Longye saw that he had always been gentle and gentle all the way, and he suddenly became angry, and even jumped to his feet in anger.

I was immediately surprised.

But I could hear the angry words in his mouth, and his face became strange.

Just because the scene in front of me seems to be very similar to a story in the previous life.

Looking at the dead peony flowers and winter-resistant trees, Fang Longye muttered in his heart: "Xiangyu? Snow? ”

Long.

Duanhe finally calmed down, stopped scolding, turned his head to Fang Longye and apologized: "Let the seniors laugh!"

"It's just~" With tears in his eyes, he looked at the three flowers and trees that had fallen silent, and said with a condensation in his tone: "It's really a twist and turn, and now looking back, it's too singable and crying~"

"The younger generation can't help but yearn for it~ That's why I am so angry and mournful."

After that, he immediately told the story.

As he spoke, just as he had just spoken, a hint of clarity flashed in Fang Longye's eyes.

"Although there may be differences in details, it is indeed the story of Xiangyu, Jiangxue and Huang Sheng told in the previous life~"

(End of chapter)