An hour later, Li Qingxuan sent the four of Lu Tingzhi, who were a little drunk and hazy, to the guest room at the back of the building, and then Li Qingxuan returned to the wing room on the third floor of the building. Chunzai Lou is located on the edge of Taihu Lake, with good scenery and location, so it attracts many tourists to come to eat.

Spring in the building is also known as carved building, the whole building to gold, stone, brick, wood, carving as the main architectural style, its carving is very exquisite, exquisite, the whole spring in the building can be said to be "everywhere carving, everywhere carving", so the spring in the building has the reputation of "the first floor in the south of the Yangtze River".

Chun Zailou is located next to Taihu Lake, the lake surface of Taihu Lake is light smoke and mist, there are several small boats rippling on the lake, and there are half of the lake water surface floating with oily water chestnut leaves, Li Qingxuan looked at it, and felt relaxed and happy.

Li Qingxuan told Lu Tingzhi about his being a monk, and he also got the news of his daughter Lu Qingqing from Lu Tingzhi, who had met a female Taoist priest since she broke up with Li Qingxuan in Guazhou, a female Taoist priest from the Dao Palace in Kongtong Mountain.

The female Taoist priest's surname is Zhang, and the Taoist number is Qingjing Yuanjun, Qingjing Yuanjun is not only the master of the Taoist Palace, but also a cultivator who has cultivated from Dacheng, and after seeing Lu Qingqing, Qingjing Yuanjun loved it very much, so he accepted Lu Qingqing as a closed disciple.

As for Lu Qingqing's marriage contract, Qingjing Yuanjun asked Lu Tingzhi to go and push it away, Lu Tingzhi was originally reluctant to go, but after seeing the power of Qingjing Yuanjun's sword, he immediately agreed to withdraw from the marriage.

Li Qingxuan thought of the young girl who saved his life, and sighed softly in his heart. Li Qingxuan looked at the pleasant scenery on the surface of Taihu Lake, and muttered: "It's time to go back, go back to the mountain first, and then talk about going to Yushan!"

As soon as Li Qingxuan's words fell, his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared, as if no one had stayed in the empty wing room on the third floor.

Early the next morning, on the Dome Mountain.

At this time, the clouds and mist in the Qionglong Mountain are filled, and the mountain peaks are continuous, only to see that the Qionglong Mountain is tall and steep, and the general trend is grand. There is a stream of water trickling through the Qionglong Mountain, and there are many twists and turns; the peaks and peaks in the mountain are like gatherings, overlapping and repeating from the circle.

The ancient trees in the dome mountain are towering to the sky, look at the green and verdant from afar, take a closer look, there are many different trees and flowers in the mountain, only to see that there are green locust in the mountain, green pine, spotted bamboo, white plum, red peach, green willow, the forest is total, countless.

It is rumored that during the period of Emperor Yan Shennong, the rain master Chi Songzi had practiced the method of immortality on the Qionglong Mountain, and finally the rain master Chi Songzi ascended to the Tao, and after the rain master Chi Songzi flew to the heavenly realm, he was revered as the real person of Nanyue in the Left Saint Antarctic.

Since ancient times, Qionglong Mountain has been a blessed land of fairy mountains with beautiful bells and souls, and has always been loved by monks. In the early years of the former Han Dynasty, Zhang Liang, the marquis, also lived in seclusion on Qionglong Mountain for a period of time. In the early years of this dynasty, Qionglong Mountain became the mountain gate dojo of Shangzhenguan.

It's just that a few decades ago, Ling Xiao Zhenren, the master of Shangzhen Guanguan, accidentally provoked a mysterious person, causing Ling Xiao Zhenren to die for some reason. Since Ling Xiao Zhenren's death in the Outer Immortals, several of Ling Xiao Zhenren's true disciples have also had accidents, either dying by mistake, or cultivating to the end of their cultivation and becoming wasted.

Since then, although the Tang Dynasty has a descendant of Shangzhenguan, no one can get the true transmission, so Shangzhenguan gradually declined, and finally became an ordinary Taoist temple.

Li Qingxuan's master Zhang Zhicheng is the apprentice grandson of Ling Xiao Zhenren, Zhang Zhicheng has cultivated since he was a child, because of his outstanding talent, he cultivated into the realm of true qi at a young age. According to common sense, as long as Zhang Zhicheng has a chance, he will soar into the sky, so that the immortal road is hopeful.

It's just that the world is like a new chess game, Zhang Zhicheng is also talented, and he is also talented in defeat, because he is a genius, he has been silently monitored by mysterious people for decades. If it weren't for the mysterious figure who suddenly died in Yu Mountain, I'm afraid Li Qingxuan wouldn't have been able to get the inheritance of his teacher Zhang Zhicheng.

In the bamboo house on the mountain, on the bluestone in the east, Li Qingxuan sat cross-legged and whispered: "Regarding the matter of the master being spied on, as well as the severance of the sect's inheritance, I need to check them one by one. Time is running out, let's get promoted first!"

Li Qingxuan shook his head slightly, then his eyes closed slightly, his hands pinched into the meridian Taiji seal, and naturally carried the Tai Zhou Tiangong, Li Qingxuan's face was indifferent, his expression was joyful, and he looked completely immersed in cultivation.

Between Li Qingxuan's exhalation and inhalation, a trace of imperceptible turbid gas was exhaled, and after the turbidity was exhaled, a trace of purple gas was immediately inhaled into Li Qingxuan's abdomen. After the purple qi traveled through the internal organs, it immediately swam into Li Qingxuan's purple mansion.

The innate purple qi is very suitable for warming the purple mansion primordial spirit, but the innate purple qi will only flash in the atmosphere when the sun is rising. Ordinary cultivators are rarely able to eat the innate purple qi.

The amount of innate purple qi from the dining xia is related to the cultivator himself, and the cultivator's cultivation techniques and the mentality of the Dao heart are better, and the person who eats the Xia to the innate purple qi can relatively eat more from the Xia to the innate purple qi. If the cultivation method is clumsy, coupled with the Dao Heart mentality, it will be difficult to eat Xia to the innate purple qi.

An hour later, Li Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, there was a burst of fragrant rice fragrance, which came out clearly from the bamboo house.

Li Qingxuan sniffed his nose and knew what Uncle Jian in the bamboo house had cooked. Li Qingxuan's Uncle Jian learned the news of Li Qingxuan's return yesterday afternoon, so his Uncle Jian immediately returned to the bamboo house on Qionglong Mountain.

This morning, his Uncle Jian got up early, and after Uncle Jian got up, he began to make some delicious breakfast for Li Qingxuan. Li Qingxuan has been accustomed to eating the food made by his Uncle Jian since he was a child, so he can guess what delicious meals Uncle Jian has made just by the smell of rice.

The wooden table in the bamboo house is full of delicious meals, and on the very edge of the wooden table is the fried steamed buns, the skin of the fried steamed buns is very thin, the skin is wrapped in fine meat jelly, the skin is sprinkled with sesame seeds and chives, and the bottom of the fried steamed buns is fried in sesame oil and is browned and clear, which looks very appetizing.

Next to the fried steamed buns is fresh meat moon cakes, fresh meat moon cakes look golden and buttery, and they should be crispy and fluffy to eat, and the fillings of fresh meat moon cakes include bacon, shrimp, pine nuts, chives, etc., although it is still far away from the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Uncle Jian thought that his son had not eaten his cooking for nearly a year, so he deliberately made a few pieces of fresh meat moon cakes.

Next to the fresh meat mooncake is a bowl of Fengzhen noodles, Fengzhen noodles have a unique fragrance and a strong aroma of wine, because when Uncle Jian made this bowl of noodle soup, in addition to putting some meat bones and eel bones, he also added sake lees and screws.

Fengzhen noodles are Li Qingxuan's Uncle Jian's specialty cooking, the toppings in this bowl of Fengzhen noodles are a piece of stewed meat, his Uncle Jian's method of making stewed meat is different, the color of this stewed meat is white, because his Uncle Jian never puts soybean sauce when he stews meat, and purely relies on salt to season.

The Fengzhen noodles soup made by his Uncle Jian is fresh and smooth, the wine is mellow, the stewed meat is fatty, and it melts in the mouth, and the taste is far better than those Fengzhen noodles on the street.

Next to this bowl of Fengzhen noodles are several rolls of fish-flavored spring rolls, the skin of which is as thin as white paper, round as a copper mirror, transparent and soft. Fish-flavored spring rolls are filled with sea bass meat and shrimp, so the spring rolls have a strong fish flavor and are very popular with Li Qingxuan.

Next to the fish-flavored spring rolls is a steaming sake cake, which looks like a small moon cake and is filled with roses, and the cake looks white and red, and the red cake looks like it is about to seep into the white skin. If you take a bite while it is hot, you will feel fragrant, sweet and sour, crisp and tender, soft skin, sweet filling, and glutinous taste.

In addition to the fish-flavored spring rolls, there is only crab shell yellow morning tea left on the wooden table, the crab shell yellow shape is like a crab shell, the color is like crab roe, it is the favorite morning tea of the Gusu people nowadays, all the people with a solid family will eat and drink crab shell yellow morning tea every morning.

Li Qingxuan saw the delicious meals on the wooden table, and immediately laughed dumbly, he, Uncle Jian, really loved him too much, and actually made so many delicious breakfasts, these breakfasts are not to say that they are meals for two people, even if four or five people eat together, they can be full.