The mountains are full of flowers after the rain, and the residual leaves are full of warblers.

The showers stopped for a while, and the steep and cold were light, but the cave was as warm as spring.

The entrance of the cave is camouflaged and hidden in the grass, and the warning prohibition is intact and difficult for anyone who is not interested in it.

Qu Yuyi leaned against the rock wall and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and the flames of the bonfire danced gently, dyeing a touch of red on his beauty. Xiao Mengjiu picked up the fire, yawning and drowsy.

Yan Ci sat cross-legged by the fire, caressing the Buddha bones for a long time.

The Buddha's bones are warm and delicate, there is a sense of heaviness of time precipitation in the hand, the bone pattern of the inscription is subtle and subtle, it is natural, the Buddha in the bone is bright, and the view is extraordinary.

Of the five treasures, Yan Ci occupies four of them, which is enough to be proud of for a while. But looking left and right, I never understood the wonders of the Buddha's bones, and I didn't know what Ji Chong's sissy wanted to rob.

Yan Ci put it away, stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes and said: "Stealing half a day of idle ....." As soon as he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that Xiao Mengjiu was tilted his head, and he had already slept crookedly.

The sound of the rain penetrated into my ears, and my heart was soaked and softened.

The hourglass of time flows slowly, and the lazy atmosphere floating in the cave evokes many good memories.

The rain drifted and fell all night.

The air is sweet and fresh, the sun shines through the thin mist and shines obliquely through the deep forest, and the raindrops on the leaves slowly slide down, knocking out the sound of ticking.

The sleepiness is inseparable, Xiao Mengjiu complained: "Running around for several months, it is rare to have a good dream, and being disturbed by Yan Xiaozi in his partial life is really intolerable!"

The elf is sleepy-eyed, the shadow of the eyelashes sets off the clear eyes a little hazy, and the soft melon seed face, the blush has not faded, a delicate and lovely and pure.

"It's light and sultry, it's better to laugh and leave the light, isn't this what it looks like?" Yan Ci thought out of the dust when he saw it, and muttered, "Beauty is beautiful, and I also know how to set up a hidden prohibition that is unparalleled in the world so that I can enjoy the blessings, which is called unreasonable." ”

Whether it is an eight-year-old girl or an eighty-year-old woman, flattery seems to be an eternal killer.

Xiao Mengjiu was so ashamed that she couldn't even put her spring onion jade fingers away, her eyes were shy, and she smiled with a smile: "Sycophant, retreat is advance!"

Yan Ci said with a smile: "It's definitely not Yan's whiskers and horses, it's really heartfelt." If you don't have this to rely on, how dare you do ghosts under the noses of the Nine Infants?"

Xiao Mengjiu pursed his lips and said: "Don't dare to take credit, if there is no shadow chasing sun boots, no one can sing." ”

Yan Ci was solemn and respected, and praised: "Labor is not felling, merit is not virtuous, and it is thick!" After speaking, the vines were brushed away, and the ancient trees gently swayed the halo of the sun, which was really "the cicada noise forest is more quiet, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded."

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As the saying goes, under the nest, there are eggs?

In view of this, the ancestral dragon order was not in vain, and the monks of the whole world gathered eastward without hesitation to dedicate their labor to the upcoming battle of the demons.

Under such circumstances, there are many cultivators who are ambitious and willing to go to the soup for the sake of the Taoist lineage and the safety of the people.

Yan Ci is not a person with overflowing selfishness, he also has the intention to kill thieves, although the monk in the fusion period is just an appetizer in front of the enemy, but when he is dying, he insists on stretching his legs and glaring, which is not considered an insult to the master.

A single filament does not form a thread, and a single tree does not make a forest. The only plan for today is to expect that each gate can combine the power of ants to be useful.

Yan Ci sighed faintly, and told himself to keep a low profile when he was about to fight, and with the strength of the blessing of the Shadow Chasing Sun Boots and a little luck, he might be able to survive.

Qu Yu is wrapped in white clothes, like cold jade and ice, and the rhyme of frost diffused around the fragrant body reveals the breath of not approaching the living. She didn't care about Yan Ci's broken thoughts, and she didn't say a word when she walked away recently.

Yan Ci sighed again, secretly thinking that this Nizi was afraid that the ice poison had recurred!

However, traveling with the United States, the taste is also ecstatic! The scenery along the road is tired of seeing, turning his head to glimpse the beautiful posture of the wind blowing the jade tree, and seeing the delicate face of the red plum flying snow, which is really wonderful.

Edgeworth travels eastward, all the way to the summer trees are verdant, and the flowers are everywhere.

When you hear the sound of chickens singing and dogs barking, several mountain villages and wild villages are located in the mountains, the village dwellings are covered by thick shade, neat and elegant, the peach and plum in the fruit forest are half-ripe, and the melons and beans in the fields are fat.

A farmer's newly married daughter-in-law was holding a banquet to entertain the guests, and the groom was persuading him to drink wine everywhere, and he was so drunk that he was red-faced, but he didn't know that the bride was waiting in the cave room in a panic.

On the opposite ridge, three monks sat idle, looking at the children who were busy lighting incense and covering their ears on the village road, setting off firecrackers, and the laughter could be faintly heard. It seems that since the beginning of the heart, there is no time to pick up such simple happiness.

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The green mountains are reckless, and the sky is flying a few points.

Escape for 300 miles, two cliffs are like a screen to block the long sky.

The ground below the cliff is wide and the water is pure, the top of the cliff is gloomy and bleak, and through the shady gateway of the forest at the intersection of the cliffs, you will reach an endless plain.

But there is always a period of darkness before dawn. Many beautiful appearances are difficult to hide the evil heart, such as the dazzling miasma, which is the impermanent ghost who seduces the soul and asks for his life.

The low-lying valley is damp all year round, exposed to the sun and rain, and the foul air is steaming. In the depths of the miasma, there is a miasma, and the record of "A Record of Differences" says: "The surface of the ridge or the sight comes down from the sky, starting like a projectile, gradually like a wheel, and then scattering." "Humans and animals die when they touch it.

Savage and vicious, like an impregnable fortress, clinging to the secrets of the mountains. Only those who cultivate the truth wave their sleeves to avoid miasma, so that the miasma mother is dormant and the poisonous gas is hidden, and it can be easily walked.

Behind the cliff lurks a ruined city, where the ancient mottled wall bricks have precipitated a long time, and the humble moss begs to shelter itself in the wet and dark places, and looks at self-pity in the bleak wind and cold rain.

The city is cold and smoky, the grass is desolate, and the lonely wind and cold clouds are desolate.

Menglu City was once an important town in the turbulent times of the red dust, the rise and fall of dynasties and the war of Si Bingge, and it had repeatedly blocked the invasion of the Beidi barbarians, and was abandoned because it was useless after the unification of the world.

According to legend, the soldiers and people who defended the city once witnessed a strange thing.

Under the clear sky, the beast descends from the sky, this beast has the head of a deer, the white is better than the snow, the body is covered with a thousand rays of ruiqi, and the golden antlers are more dazzling and dazzling than the rising sun. The mythical beast spat out people's words, saying that the killing in this city is too heavy, and it will be punished by heaven, and tomorrow the sky will rain down stubborn stones and fire to punish the Li people, and they will never return after speaking.

Such alarmist rumors seemed to be fabricated out of thin air, and the sergeants listened to them inexplicably, as if they were in a dream. Fortunately, a certain general who defended the city believed in supernatural things, so he disobeyed the law of the city lord and moved most of the soldiers and civilians outside the city to avoid trouble. The next day, the divine deer's prophecy came true, and the meteorite sky fire destroyed the city to a mess, and none of the soldiers and civilians left behind escaped for their lives.

"Liezi" said: "Zheng people won the deer, they were overjoyed, and they left the place where they were hiding, so they thought it was a dream." "Li Min is ignorant and almost repeats the mistakes of the past. After the collapse of the city, the people had to move to other places, because of the gratitude for the warning of the deer, so it was renamed Menglu City.

This matter was passed on by word of mouth, and at the beginning it was known to the Beidi Mahayana Mansion, and its lord led the door to rush to the city, search for meteorites outside the sky, and create several divine weapons by removing them and storing them. Overnight, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become the leader among the many Dao Sects in the Star Picking Plain.

Since then, Menglu City has become a treasure hunt for cultivators, monks come and go, digging three feet into the ground to find broken meteorites, and the occasional income can be sold for sky-high prices. Over time, this ruin was pulled into a mountain and wild market where spiritual objects were sold.

Jackdaws perch on ancient trees, and the sunset shines on the deserted city. The air is filled with the smell of decadence, and the withered grass beside the narrow road is desolate, which makes people feel melancholy.

The inner city stands the dilapidated mansion of the city lord, natural disasters and passing years have not exhausted its former glory and prosperity, and the traces of vicissitudes have witnessed a different past.

Stepping into the inner city, the eyes were full of dead grass and poplars, and several stalls were laid out in the open space very casually. There were few people in the field, except for the stall owner, there were only passers-by in the dust.

The journey is far from the sea, and you are about to miss the night, so you can stop here for a long time and enjoy a long night of liquor in the humble house.

The lowly stall owners packed up their belongings in frustration, chattering and complaining about the lackluster business.

The next night, they will also go to the shore of the sea to face off with the demon cultivator, maybe for the rest of their lives, there will be no time to meet, and when life and death part, a few people can not be sentimental!

The main hall of the city lord's mansion is two floors high, five rooms wide, based on the stone, and the Nanmu is the pillar beam.

The afterglow of the remnant sun slipped through the hole in the rooftop, casting out the cobwebs and flying dust in the corners.

A bonfire was lit in the hall, and the rosewood carved chairs had long been burned to charcoal chips, and a bottle of spiritual wine was warmed on the charcoal fire, and the rich aroma of wine and sandalwood floated leisurely.

After dusk, Menglu City was a little cool, and the six cultivators sat around the fire with their knees crossed, chatting about Fengyue in a warm atmosphere.

As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, there was a young man with an elegant bearing and a slight beard under his chin and said with a smile: "I am happy to have friends from afar!"

Hearty, pure laughter reveals joy, as if in a strange distance, meeting an old friend I haven't seen for years. The rest of the people got up with gentle smiles on their faces.

Every time you slaughter more dogs, most of them are readers. This free and easy temperament is precious, and when you meet someone in a poor country, why should you have ever met.

Yan Ci said with a smile: "Feng Qing stayed as a guest from other places, fortunately." ”

The young man stroked his hands and said, "Unexpectedly, there are two elegant guests, please take a seat!"

Everyone in the seat moved out of the empty seats, spread soft and smooth straw to invite the two to the table. The young man presented two jue of wine syrup and said: "A cup of warm wine is poured on the chest, and I don't regret my heart, please." ”

The wine was as red as rouge, and the wine was fragrant like an orchid, Yan Ci ignored Qu Yuyi's stopping gaze and drank it all.

The spirit wine is spicy and bitter in the abdomen, and there is a moment, the mellow aroma bursts, and dozens of compound aromas linger in the heart, but they are all in one, and the aftertaste is long. Among them, the taste is full of chivalrous tenderness and strong mind.

Yan Ci was proud, and he read the poem with great sourness, and sighed: "Go to danger in a prosperous manner, and be rewarded with great ambition and fame!"

Qu Yuyi opened her lips and took a sip, and suddenly felt that the lotus pill in the dantian was shocked, and she absorbed all the wine power like a greedy wolf and hungry tiger, she lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, thoughtful.

The young man poured a glass of respect, and said with a smile: "When there are a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, drink this cup again." ”

Yan Ci saw that this person was elegant and free and easy, and the feeling of hating the night of seeing each other arose spontaneously, and knocked his name, which was originally Ren Xiaoyao, a well-known disciple of the Beidi Yuding Sword Sect in the rivers and lakes.

Yan Ci praised: "Senior brother is elegant, and sure enough, he is as good as his name!" and then said his name, and the monks present were moved, and they all said: "Long admiration." ”

Knowing everyone everywhere, the names of the guests here are not well known, and they are all casual cultivation with a very short period of practice. But heroes don't ask about their origins, and when the group cultivators drink and talk happily, they treat each other and treat each other equally.

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