Surprisingly, the little junior sister in white did not immediately cheer, but was stunned first.

Li Zijin asked, "What's wrong, you don't like it?"

She shook her head, a tear popping out of the corner of her eye, and wept with joy.

How could I not like the name that my brother gave me?

After a brief pause, the maiden ran to the edge of Partridge Peak, and uttered her first cry against the peaks and mountains of the mountain that never sleeps.

"Hongshao······ I have a name! I finally have a name!"

On the Partridge Peak, the girl's aftersound reverberates, crisp as a bell.

Li Zijin squinted and smiled, for some reason, just looking at the little sister in white, she would feel at ease, the girl seemed to carry the purest and most impurity thoughts in the world, and she was an existence that integrated the beauty of the world.

This kind of red shao is like a blank piece of paper.

In the library building, the pavilion elder on the "top floor" was lying in front of a window and closed his eyes to recuperate, heard the shout, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the young man in green shirt and the girl in white outside the building.

The old man, who had barely opened a few books, rarely showed a gentle smile, and said in pieces: "Hongshao? This name is so-so, it can be regarded as an old man's literary brilliance." ”

Ge Lao caught a glimpse of the girl's natal object, under the red and white pattern, there was a circle of pale gold seals, obviously someone was on her, moving his hands and feet.

The calculation on the mountain is extremely ruthless, and the more monks on the top of the mountain, the more endless the means are, and it is impossible to prevent it.

The people under the mountain still know how to attack the city and attack the heart.

If you want to attack the heart of a young man, it's not easy?

The old man squinted his eyes, he already had the heart to kill, and the one who was so ruthless to do things on such a simple girl could really sleep well at night? He casually stripped off the wisp of opportunity on the top of the koi girl's head that was imperceptible to non-saints, or dragon energy, and said to himself: "Just be an ordinary person, don't jump into the dragon gate." ”

On this side of the ground, the world is full of fireworks.

The one outside the sky, the twister is undecided.

He said "oh?", flicked his fingers, and "returned" the wisp of dragon qi that had been stripped by the old man in the library building to the koi girl, and he did it under the condition that the old man in the library building was completely unaware, he smiled and said: "My brother Li didn't speak, what does an old man care? The dragon that the poor Dao wants to support, if you don't want to see it, you can not see it?"

As if thinking of something funny, the man glanced at Yu Xiaozhu, and said to himself: "One sword breaks ten thousand laws? ”

A white seed fell with a bang and slapped on the chessboard outside the sky, with the falling point as the center, and a golden halo instantly spread out from it, scattering in all directions.

On the chessboard, sixteen golden characters appeared.

The fish jumps over the dragon gate, and then becomes the dragon, only the carp may be, and the glazed edict is issued.

After the last four words "Liuli Edict" appeared, the chessboard in front of the man dropped a few points.

The whole house shook the world and sank.

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The fourth autumn has gone to the third, Li Zijin has gone to the partridge peak every day, in the library, for the ragged barefoot old man to send a wine gourd Jiannan to burn the spring.

As a result, they were all knocked down with two punches, one punch broke the sword technique, and the other punch smashed the brain.

The elder of the pavilion didn't even have the interest to draw his Cuiqu sword.

And Li Zijin must be able to see that the old man can knock himself down with one punch, so why do you have to break the sword with your fist first and let yourself fall to the ground after you have no sword in your hand?

The young man wanted to ask the old man, but he didn't have a chance to speak several times.

Sometimes he just said the word "senior", but he was knocked out by the two punches handed out by the elder almost at the same time.

Whenever Li Zijin woke up, it must be outside the library building, and the little junior sister Hong Shao would prepare a towel for herself in advance to wipe her sweat.

Then the boy tried to use the spiritual power, condensed the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness on his toes, and he could find that he was one point faster than yesterday every day.

But it stands to reason that if his body has been improving, then he should always be able to take one more punch, but in the four days in the library, Li Zijin's body has improved a lot, but he can still only take two punches from the elder.

This shows that the old man is also punching faster and faster every time.

When Li Zijin woke up today, Ge Lao said to Li Zijin as usual: "The kid is really talented and stupid, he has been helping you feed your fist for so many days, and he has not made any progress at all, so the old man has worked hard in vain." ”

Li Zijin just wanted to say, it is clear that your old punches are faster than the previous time, and you are always a little faster than the juniors, but he doesn't dare to talk back.

Otherwise, I'm afraid of the old man, and I don't have a serious start.

In the past few days, I have entered the library at noon every day, received two punches, slept directly until sunset, and then took my little sister Hongshao to the city that never sleeps, drank wine and ate meat on the long street of the restaurant, and by the way, let the shopkeeper fill the wine gourd on his waist with a pot of Jiannan Burning Spring, so that he could take it to the library at noon on the second day and give the old man a drink.

In fact, Li Zijin has always wanted to ask, since the barefoot old man, who guards the library for Buye Mountain, is a respected old-timer, and it is not easy to drink a pot of Jiannan Burning Spring?

Why let yourself deliver wine every day.

The one in the library rolled his eyes, if it weren't for your kid looking at it and someone else came to deliver wine, the old man wouldn't be willing to drink it.

After all, his wine gourd was filled with a full fifty years of Jiannan Burning Spring, and the old man drank it until now.

When Ge Lao thought of this, he felt a little homesick, and felt that the wine he hadn't drunk for fifty years had been drunk when the kid entered the library.

Isn't it in the dark, there is a providence?

This day is the last day of the four-day autumn of the Mt. Morning Snow Festival.

The Guanghan Award will also be held today.

It is not in the upside-down waterfall, not in the sleepless mountain square, not in the cliff plank road and the sleepless city.

The place where the Guanghan Festival is held is on the wall of the city that never sleeps, outside the mirror like the gate of the library building.

This end is the city that never sleeps, and the other end is the place in Yuan Tiancheng's mouth, which can let the Qi refiners of the world see Guanghan's reward.

Some mysterious, some expectant.

There were a lot of people, so Li Zijin took off the Cuiqu scabbard, held the end under the hilt of the sword himself, and let the little junior sister Hongshao hold the other end of the scabbard, so as not to get lost.

Yuan Tiancheng is still hovering in mid-air against the wind, on the one hand, from a bird's-eye angle, he can take action in time to help some monks who are accidentally crowded by the crowd and push and fall, and maintain the entire army of Qi refiners who are watching Guanghan and reward, entering and exiting in a reasonable and orderly manner.

On the other hand, it is also to facilitate the operation of the teleportation circle and maintain the stability of the "mirror surface", after all, tens of thousands of people come in and out at every turn, in addition to consuming extremely exaggerated fairy money and using the aura in it to maintain the operation of the magic circle, it is also necessary for this deputy mountain master of the Sleepless Mountain to mobilize his spiritual power in the sea of consciousness to maintain the other end of the magic circle enchantment, and this end

of balance.

If you are not so careful, there is a high risk that the mountains and rivers will collapse on the other side of the walls of the city that never sleeps, and countless casualties will occur.

After all, the "other end", the place of connection, is not an ordinary cave.

It is the Moon Cave Heaven, and legend has it that you can enter the Moon Palace from it.

Among the 36 Taoist caves, it is ranked extremely high.

Ten Cave Heavens, Thirty-six Cave Heavens, and Seventy-two Blessed Lands, each of which has an adventure, is occupied by the world's Kyushu, the major mountain immortal sects, or the powerful secular dynasties, or several mountain immortal sects, jointly owned.

A cave heaven blessed land, the heaven and earth aura contained in it, magic weapons and opportunities, are countless, and they will not be consumed all at once.

Every once in a while, the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon in a cave blessed land, will be re-condensed, if those mountain immortal sects and secular dynasties can be properly preserved, then the aura in it can be said to be inexhaustible.

However, in order to maintain the circulation of a cave heaven blessed land, it is also necessary to consume a large amount of immortal money, build a powerful landscape magic circle and enchantment barrier for your own cave heaven blessed land, and pay countless spiritual power for the essence of plants and trees in it to "ignite".

The so-called turning stones into gold, sprinkling beans into soldiers, as well as "planting melons and getting melons" and "planting beans and getting beans", can all be displayed in the blessed land.

There are caves and blessed lands in the world, and all of them are equivalent to a "small world", there will be ordinary people, there will be secular dynasties, rivers, lakes and seas, mountains and rivers, peaks and peaks, and charms, everything.

Such a cave heaven blessed land, the ranking will be extremely high, and the amount of immortal money needed will be more, but the magic weapon of chance, the spiritual power of heaven and earth, is also more and better.

There are also some caves and blessed lands, there are no "people" in them, not even the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, just a state of chaos, and the heavens and the earth are beginning to open. Therefore, it is necessary for an immortal sect on a mountain, constantly investing manpower, material and financial resources to open up wasteland, polish, and create and build a "small world".

Therefore, there is also a situation where all the sons and hundreds of schools share a Cave Heaven Blessed Land, because a single Immortal Sect, or the power of a family, is absolutely not enough to support the normal operation of a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

At present, the Moon Cave Heaven owned by the Sleepless Mountain is a "small world" that has gradually been opened up and polished from a chaotic state, and has developed to this day.

A young swordsman in a green shirt, with a girl in white, stepped into the "mirror" together, and after the waves, the world in front of the two of them took on a new look.

Hong Shao's mouth opened slightly, and he exclaimed, "Senior brother, look!"

Li Zijin stood at the head of the city and saw an unheard of "small world".

The autumn breeze is bleak and the leaves are yellow.

Looking out from the city, the full moon is far away in the sky, but it is close at hand, as if as long as you stand on tiptoe and reach out to the moon, the moon will come.

At this end of the city wall, there are already standing Qi refiners from the world.

What's more, he used immortal magic weapons such as Fu Zhou, and took three or five friends to ride among them and fly to the full moon.

There is a sword fairy stepping on the flying sword, the sword gallops away, the three-foot green peak under his feet, a pot of wine in his hand, running to the moon to drink, heroic and free.

There are Confucian scholars ascending to the heights, and they chant a poem on the full moon that is bigger than the full moon that shakes the world.

With a wave of his hand, a white cloth appeared in front of him, and he painted with a brush.

Half of the city wall in this cave is bottomless, as wide as a hundred zhang, and can accommodate tens of thousands of Qi refiners in the world, which is easy.

Li Zijin took Hongshao and walked inside again, chose a relatively wide and sparsely populated territory, and the young man stepped on the city.

Climb high and look far away.

An even more shocking scene followed.

Accompanied by the last deputy mountain master of the Nightless Mountain who entered the Lanyue Cave, Yuan Tiancheng said: "Play music, dance, everyone and have fun." ”

The voice did not fall.

On the city wall that is not bottomless in length, at least a thousand zhang long, and more than three hundred zhang wide, behind all the qi refiners, there are several rows of seats, countless immortal white jade chairs, and on the left side of each chair, there is a small mahogany table, a pot of fragrant tea and wine on the table, and a wine bottle and teacup accompany the side.

There are also fairy melons and fruits, dazzling, countless, which are placed on a disc by a combination of threes, threes, twos, and stacks, piled up into a hill.

The choice is yours.

Most of the Qi Refiners have already sat down, and there are still many vacant seats behind the city wall, because there are still some monks who like to step on the top of the city and look into the distance like Li Zijin. It's just that because the terrain is too wide, so wide that even if it accommodates tens of thousands of Qi Refiners in the world, the city walls are a little scattered, so there will be no people stepping on the head of the city and blocking the sight of those Qi Refiners sitting behind.

The people who ascended to the top of the city, and the monks who had already taken their seats and began to drink or drink tea, were staggered from each other in a more rational and orderly manner, without disturbing each other, and were in great harmony.

After most of the Qi Refiners were seated.

The maid of the snow word gate of the sleepless mountain and the maid of the moon word gate appeared together, and Yuan Tiancheng, the deputy mountain master of the sleepless mountain, sent hundreds of fairies in fluttering clothes from the other end of the mirror into the moon cave with the magic power of "flying immortals outside the sky".

They appeared above the city walls out of thin air, with the excessively large full moon as the background, and used magic to slow down their fall, and as they slowly fell from the sky, their red sleeves flowed and danced.

At the same time, when the group of fairies that were slowly falling, their dancing postures were swaying, and their neon clothes were fluttering in the wind.

On the left and right sides, several moon-word fairies who are proficient in poetry and songs appear out of thin air.

There is a young talent holding a folding fan, known as one of the top ten talents in Taoyaozhou, at this moment gently shaking the folding fan, looking at this scene, suddenly felt a feeling, instantly closed the folding fan, clapped his hands suddenly, and said with a smile: "Dance low and never night in the sky and the moon, and sing the bottom wind of the peach blossom fan." ”

The women in the Xuezimen are all naturally beautiful, and there is no fat powder on their faces, they are already beautiful, and their clothes are even more well-made, with their hearts everywhere, hairpins on their heads, earrings, and even boots on their feet are extremely delicate fairy objects. Just stop in front of everyone's eyes, without any words, it is already a rare beauty.

Those women in Yuezimen, although their appearance is not outstanding, but at this moment, they all sing with the song, the singing voice is graceful and listening, and the song and dance reflect each other, which is pleasing to the eye and makes people intoxicated.

There are also many moon-character fairies, beside some Confucian qi refiners, with red sleeves and incense, and no hands to study ink.

A moon-catching cave sky, beautiful.