Wangxiang Terrace.

What it means is self-explanatory.

These three words are written vertically, and to the left of them, there are two columns of text, which are the couplets on the ruined tower:

The Tao spreads outside the sky, the sword falls into the galaxy, and it is not a fairyland;

Waking up from a dream and returning to the void is not the world.

When the vortex in the air dissipated, the four major ruins of the Sword Tomb, the Burial Demon Land, the Ancient Battlefield, and the Abandoned Tower Stele Forest were all closed.

The outsiders who remained in the town all came to this lookout platform.

The first to arrive was Cui Youlin, the seventh son of the Cui family, who changed into a purple robe and held a jade fan, looking dashing.

Glancing at the couplet on the wall, he jumped up and went straight to the Wangxiang platform.

Soon, Xiao Ye, who was burly and imposing, also arrived.

He glanced at the couplet and stepped into the air.

The third to arrive was the young fat Taoist priest Zhang Yiguan, who rode a paper pegasus from a distance and drove straight to Wangxiangtai.

Sword cultivation Pei He.

Carrying the coffin Lin Wei.

Cao Chiaokong, the ninth prince of the Great Wei Dynasty, a girl in a white robe dressed as a man, and Zhao Tieyi, a knife bearer, arrived one after another and took the stage.

Li Xiangjun led Xiao Qianjun lately.

He did not go up immediately, but waited.

After a while, Guo Nanjun, dressed in red, appeared.

The other two members of the demon slaying team, who did not have a turtle shell talisman, had been sucked away by the air vortex and expelled out, and they didn't know where they fell.

After approaching, she greeted with a smile: "Mr. Li, Xiao Qian'er!" ”

Her brothers, Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun, have changed their words and are called Li Xiangyi Li Brother Li or Li Brother, but she still calls Mr.

Li Xiangyi replied warmly: "Miss Guo, are Brother Guo and Brother Wei all right?" ”

Guo Nanjun bowed: "Well, brother and Brother Wei are fine, after meditating in Shuofeng Abandoned City, their cultivation has improved, and now they have left the town." ”

"Alright, let's go up too."

"Hmm!"

Li Xiangyun immediately drove a fast wind, took Guo Nanjun and Xiao Qianjun, and flew to Wangxiangtai.

Wangxiang Terrace is more than 10,000 feet high, reaching into the sky.

After Li went up, he found that it was not cold, but the sun was shining brightly, and the wind was smooth.

Looking around, Xiao Ye, Pei He, Lin Wei, fat Taoist Zhang Yiguan, Cui's seventh son, knife bearer Zhao Tieyi, plus a pair of brothers and sisters from the Great Wei royal family at a glance in front of Zhao Tieyi, there were eight people on the stage first.

plus him, Xiao Qianjun and Guo Nanjun, a total of eleven people.

He stepped forward to greet Xiao Ye, Pei He, and Lin Wei.

Without waiting for greetings, there was another figure on the lookout platform.

Everyone looked and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, dressed in coarse cloth clothes and wearing a hat, walking to the scene.

In addition to the hat on her head, the girl also carries a bamboo basket on her back, a small hoe pinned to her waist, and straw sandals under her feet, the image is very unique.

After taking the stage, she waved her hand with a bright smile: "My name is Xu Weirui, a farmer disciple, and I have seen you!" ”

Xiao Ye returned the salute with his first fist: "Xiao Ye of the Pheasant Country, I have seen Miss Xu." ”

As the prince of a country, Xiao Ye knows that the people regard food as the sky and the country is based on agriculture, and he respects the peasant monks very much.

Li Xiangyi also said: "Li Xiangyun of Hanshan Academy, I have seen Miss Xu!" ”

Xiao Qianjun and Guo Nanjun followed to see the salute.

Cao Chikong, the ninth prince of the Great Wei Dynasty, Cao Jianing, the eleventh princess, Zhao Tieyi, the knife bearer, and Cui Youlin of the Cui family, also responded one after another.

Although the peasant family is not as prominent and powerful as Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Mo, Law, and Bing, it is very respected by the world.

A pure peasant disciple, he is very popular everywhere he goes.

After greeting everyone, the peasant girl Xu Weirui came to the edge of the Wangxiang Terrace, looked out, her eyes wandered, as if she wanted to see which piece of land under the stage was suitable for farming.

She was watching, and another timid figure came on the stage.

This figure is also a girl, dressed in green, with double buns, and looks like a cheerful and lively character.

It's just because the people on the stage are either the descendants of the big clans, or the nobles of the heavens, or the sons of the family, and she is just a little apprentice of the down-and-out sect, and the realm is still so low, she is a little ashamed of herself.

This girl is the one who carries water for the old woman in Steamer Lane to cook every day, and is presented with four paper-cut paintings, so she gets the turtle shell letter charm of Zixia Sect Su Guyu.

The senior sister and the second senior sister were all taken away by the air vortex, and she was the only one left in this town.

Seeing her stage fright, Li Xiangyi couldn't help but smile and said: "I'm Hanshan Li Xiangyi, I don't know what to call the girl?" ”

When Xiao Ye asked Li Xiangyun on Luotong Street, Su Guyu and the two senior sisters went to watch and met Li Xiangyi.

Seeing this Tianjiao of the Cold Mountain Academy, he spoke to himself so gently.

The nervousness in my heart suddenly disappeared, and I replied respectfully: "I am Su Guyu of the Zixia Sect, and I have met Mr. Li!" ”

Li Xiangyun said: "Miss Xiaoyu doesn't have to be so polite, the previous sect leader of your sect, Feixia Zhenren, has an old relationship with my Hanshan, and it can be regarded as his own family." ”

"Today, we got the turtle shell letter with us, and it is also fate, how about I please come over and talk about it?"

Su Guyu was a little frightened when he saw the majestic Xiao Ye standing beside Li Xiangyi, the lonely Pei He, and Lin Wei with a black coffin beside him.

But looking at Guo Nanjun in red on the other side, and the cute little Qianjun, he was not afraid in an instant and walked over.

"Thank you, Mr. Lee!"

Guo Nanjun and Xiao Qianjun understood why she was nervous and talked to her.

Even Xiao Ye, an arrogant martial artist, said hello to the little girl.

Pei He nodded in acknowledgment.

Lin Wei...... Lin Wei didn't say anything.

The half-demon boy is like this to everyone, and in front of Xiao Qianjun, he occasionally reveals emotions.

……

After a while, no one else showed up.

All the strangers who have obtained the turtle shell letter have gathered on this lookout platform.

Li Xiangyun, Xiao Qianjun, Guo Nanjun.

Xiao Ye, Pei He, Lin Wei.

Cao Chikong, Cao Jianing, Zhao Tieyi.

Zhang Yiguan, Cui Youlin, Xu Weirui, Su Guyu.

There were 13 people on stage.

……

Cui Youlin, the seventh son of the Cui family, glanced at the others, hesitated, and walked towards Li Xiangyi.

"Brother Li, you are a talented person in the cold mountain, and you have read poetry and books, but you can know where the couplet on the wall of the platform refers to 'is not a fairyland'?" Cui Youlin asked.

Li Xiangyi shook his head: "I don't know." I have seen the relevant deeds of Linggui Town on "Lao Ji Talks about Xuanshuo" and "Beizhou Different Town Record", but I have not mentioned that it is not a fairyland, but a place that is like a fairyland, where is it located. ”

"The Cui family is a thousand-year-old family, with a profound heritage that is extraordinary and comparable, dare to ask Brother Cui if he has any insights to teach me?"

Cui Youlin also shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know either." I received a message from the old lady and came to this Spirit Turtle Town. The old lady only taught me, but did not say a word, and I didn't know more, or I knew but couldn't speak. ”

The two looked at Cao Chikong, the ninth prince of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Cao Chikong also shook his head: "My Great Wei doesn't know where the 'Immortal Realm' is." I only know that this old turtle fell from the sky to the world countless years ago. ”

"The old turtle seems to have been rescued by the ancestors of the town, so he has been sheltering it, if you want to know where the old turtle came from, maybe you can only ask the people in the town for advice."

Are you a small-town person?

Li Xiangyi couldn't help but think of Liu Huchen, this school teacher, who seemed to be a native of the town.

……

Just when thirteen outsiders gathered at Wangxiangtai.

The big locust tree street in the town, the backyard of the old bookstore listening to the rain.

A lame old woman looked up at the towering Wangxiang Terrace and said, "The people who stayed this time seem to be better than the previous ones." ”

"Do you think there will be a miracle this time?"

Next to the old woman is a thin little old man, who is the shopkeeper of the old bookstore.

Hearing her words, the thin little old man said, "There will always be miracles." ”

The old woman sneered: "Five hundred years ago, you said the same thing. ”

"But this time I'm serious."

"Huh."

The old woman turned to the third person present, a middle-aged scribe, and asked, "Lao Bai, what do you think?" ”

This middle-aged scribe, tall and clear-looking, was the owner of the Tongfu Inn.

Wen Yan said lightly: "Maybe, if there is no miracle, then why did the turtle predecessor leave a letter again and again?" ”

The old woman asked, "Then who do you think the miracle will be?" ”

The middle-aged scribe was silent.

The thin little old man asked, "What do you think?" ”

The old woman chuckled and said, "Although I like Xiao Guyu who carries water for me to cook every day, if there is a miracle, I will choose that sword grass." ”

"After all, as soon as she entered the Sword Tomb, she attracted thousands of sword spirits to move and jointly spread her sword path, which was something that had never happened before."

The thin little old man stroked his sparse beard and said, "I choose her senior brother, the scholar in green shirts." ”

"He was in the forest of steles, with the great power of Confucianism [Heaven and Man Induction], rubbing thirty-six Zhentian tablets, this is a very means, it can be seen that his talent, understanding, and realm are all extraordinary."

After the two finished talking about their candidates, they looked at the middle-aged scribe together.

The middle-aged scribe said lightly: "Jian Cao, Li Xiangyi, Wufu Xiao Ye, Jian Xiu Pei He, the eleventh princess of Great Wei, and even the little Taoist priest of the Immortal View are all possible." ”

"It depends on their future creation."

The thin little old man agreed.

The old woman thought of something else and said, "It's a pity that Han Xiankong of the Mingshan Sword Sect, if he is not defeated by Pei He, he should also be able to get a letter talisman." ”

"And that Mo family ranger, as soon as he entered the town, he hurried away before the town was banned, and I don't know what the reason is."

"Otherwise, it's a good candidate."

……

On the lookout platform.

Thirteen strangers stood on the edge, looking down, and through the occasional drifting clouds, they saw not the scene of the town, but the scene of the world outside the town.

The old turtle is leaving the world, and Wangxiangtai is naturally moving away.

As the old turtles fly farther and farther, their gaze is gradually raised, which is a wonderful feeling.

Look at the vast and prosperous world under the clouds.

Li Xiangyan, who was dressed in a green shirt, laughed loudly: "Try to look at the Wangxiang platform - this world is very beautiful!" ”