When night fell, Xu Fu said hello to Zhang Junmi, and then slipped out of the hotel under the pretext of going to the restaurant to eat.

Walking down the street, looking at the tall buildings standing everywhere. Xu Fu's heart throbbed, and this throbbing was mixed with a strong sense of strangeness.

Leaving the palace annex, pavilions, Weishui waves, the Great Wall for thousands of miles, where is the first emperor?

All kinds of thoughts, like the red dust, emerged from the depths of Xu Fu's memory.

Standing at the origin of the Central Plains, Xu Fu suddenly remembered the past.

"It's just touching the scene. He muttered to himself, turning around and swiping a shared car.

"The northern foot of Lishan Mountain. Xu Fu said lightly, and went to the navigator a little bit, and set it at the position of "Lintong".

Xu Fu sat quietly in the car, and at this time his heart fluctuated, this was the only emotional fluctuation he had since he was reborn.

The fluctuation stemmed from a place he was going to at night, where the Tsukidan he wanted was buried, and an old man he once knew was buried.

Tsukidan was refined by his own hands and handed over to this old man. The old man told him that he would only take one pill of the pill, and the rest would be placed in the grave of Lishan.

When the car passed the foot of a mountain, Xu Fu paused.

"Huaqing Palace?" Xu Fu muttered, opening the car door.

"Young man, it's getting late, and the palace has long been closed, please go back. At the gate of a palace at the foot of the mountain, a uniformed security guard shouted to Xu Fu.

"Oh, thanks for the reminder, I'll come back tomorrow. Xu Fu said.

In the dark night, there was a figure flickering on the mountain road leading to Huaqing Palace, it was Xu Fu who had gone and returned.

"Where I want to go, there is no reason to return. The corners of Xu Fu's mouth rose, and he looked proud.

Lishan is a branch of the Qinling Mountains, which is composed of the East and West Xiuling Mountains. The mountains are undulating, the trees are verdant, and it looks like a pale horse from afar.

It is twenty or thirty miles long and about a kilometer high.

And this Huaqing Palace is built on the top of Lishan Mountain, with the back of the mountain facing Wei, and it is built by leaning on the mountain of Lifeng. It is quite in line with the principles of Feng Shui.

Xu Fu traveled all the way, but he didn't see the slightest living person.

Nowadays, this Huaqing Palace is a tourist attraction, and it is managed by people during the day. The caretakers, mostly mortals, close their doors at night and return to the neon world below, leaving a few security guards at the entrance to the bottom of the mountain.

Facing the cold wind blowing in the mountains, Xu Fu walked towards the beautiful palace complex, and when he raised his eyes, there seemed to be a few faint lights flickering frequently in the palace.

Finally, he came to the outside of the hall, only to see a huge plaque above the hall with the words "Huaqing Palace" written on it.

"There's a resident here?"

Xu Fu instantly saw the slightly flickering lamps in the palace, as well as the two very different breaths.

He didn't feel that he was an outsider at all, standing by the fence outside the palace, which was transparent on all sides, with layers of green pines and cypresses below, and the sound of murmuring water in the mountains, the environment was quiet.

Facing the beautiful scenery in front of him, Xu Fu took a deep breath of air: "This air is so sweet, much sweeter than that of Nanhua City, I wonder if the moon here will be rounder than that of Nanhua City?"

After some emotion, he looked back at the big plaque: "There is a palace on the high Li Mountain, and the Zhulou Purple Hall is three or four times. ”

Suddenly, I heard a "squeak", and the gate of the Huaqing Palace opened a crack in the door, and a child dressed in Confucian clothes greeted him: "Who is coming, why did you visit late at night." ”

"I am Xu Fu of Nanhua City, and my brothers on the road call me a Nanhua drunkard. Xu Fu raised his eyebrows at Xiao Tong and said.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes with disgust: "Sir, I'll report later." ”

"Teacher, there is a gentleman outside the door, who is very good-looking, and he came to the mountain for some reason. The boy shouted into the door.

"Can anyone come by name?" said the speaker's voice.

"Xu Fu, a southern province and region, Nanhua City, claims to be a Nanhua drunkard. The boy replied.

After entering the hall, Xu Fu took a look, and the layout inside was simply vulgar. There is a portrait in the center, and the portrait depicts an old man riding a bull, and Xu Fu estimated that this painting should be Lao Tzu. On the four sides of the wall, four animals are simply depicted, including a dragon, a tiger, a finch (phoenix), and a turtle. It must be the four spirit diagrams of Taoism, which is a common pattern in the palace.

It was the old man and the young man in front of him that made Xu Fu's eyes light up, and the little boy who asked before looked very cute, with a pair of big crystal eyes shining under his thick eyebrows, and his dark eyes were very spiritual.

And the old man was dressed in a plain robe, with a mediocre appearance, clear eyes, and a quiet attitude unique to people in the Dao Gate in his mediocrity. The expression is calm and calm, quite charming. What's even more shocking is that this old man turned out to be a Soul Transformation Stage monk.

"Old man, I am from Nanhua City, I came to Huaqing Palace during the day to travel, I was tired of shopping, I took a nap under a tree, and I didn't know that it was night when I woke up. Xu Fu said politely.

"Oh, there is such a thing?" the old man asked, pushing the tea in front of Xu Fu. The boy stood aside and said nothing.

Xu Fu smiled: "I don't know the master's name, I passed by in a hurry, if you disturb, I hope you will forgive me." ”

"My surname is Jiang, and my single name is a question. The layman is so young, he actually calls himself a Nanhua drunkard, and he must also be an elegant person. Unlike people who are idle in the mountains and wilderness like me, they are useless to the world. I had to live in seclusion in this barren mountain and wilderness, and live in the world. The old man said leisurely.

"This person can cultivate to the soul transformation stage on the earth where the aura is thin, it must not be easy. But his speech was civil, indifferent and harmless, like a reclusive Confucian student. ”

Xu Fu instantly became a little curious about the old man in front of him.

"Master Jiang is too modest, this Huaqing Palace is not a barren mountain or a wild mountain. Xu Fu said.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Here is Li Mountain in the south, Weishui in the north, and there is the hot spring water in the accompaniment. It is an excellent place for self-cultivation. ”

"The layman seems to know Feng Shui. The old man asked, but he was curious in his heart, just because the person in front of him was too young.

The two chatted with each other, and the little boy listened to the conversation between the two with a strange expression. He had never seen such a young person who could have such a bland chat with his master.

After about two cups of tea, seeing that the night was late, Xu Fu got up and said to the old man, "It's not too early, I'm going to take the liberty of disturbing the old gentleman today, and I'll come back to visit another day." ”

"The layman is polite, it is too late, and the layman is far away, so it is okay to rest for the night. The old man said indifferently.

"Thank you, sir, now the transportation is very convenient, and there is a shared car at the bottom of the mountain. ”

"Okay, lay man walk slowly. ”