Longhu Mountain, Lingyun View.

Maoshan sent Zhao Shi to stand at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and muttered: "It's finally here!"

Raise your eyes and look at it, the peaks of Longhu Mountain are continuous, such as the Crouching Tiger returning to the forest, raising the dragon into the sea, the grass and trees are abundant, curling like mist, the red mountain rock of Danxia landform is like a piece of glow, the aura is compelling, it is really a famous mountain immortal mansion, the place where the vitality of heaven and earth is born.

Stone did not care about his tiredness, cheered up, straightened his clothes, and finally came to the gate of the temple before the sun went down, and when he saw that the scarlet gate was closed, he went up and knocked on the door, and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

I just knocked twice, only to hear someone inside answer: "Who, knock on the door, won't go to the corner door next to it?"

Shi Shi was stunned when he heard this, stopped the movements in his hand, and sure enough, he saw a small door open next to the door, and hurriedly walked over, probed in to watch, and saw a dark-skinned, burly Taoist priest walking towards the door, and hurriedly said: "Hello senior brother, I'm here to deliver a letter." ”

The black-faced Taoist priest stopped, raised his eyelids and looked the stone up and down, frowned, and said, "Send a letter?" Look at you like this, aren't you a little beggar, and the runway master is here to eat and drink?"

The stone was startled and said, "No, no, I'm from Maoshan." ”

"Maoshan, I haven't heard of any dealings between our Lingyunguan and Maoshan. "The black-faced Taoist priest obviously knew nothing about the relationship between the Zhengyi Sect and the Maoshan Sect.

"My master is Liu Guquan, and he called me to send a letter to the real people of the Avatars here. ”

"Liu Guquan, is it an old way of sweeping the floor in the temple more than ten years ago?"

Shi Shi had heard about the experience of the master sweeping the floor here, nodded, and said in a low voice, "Yes." ”

"Oh, give me the letter, and I will present it to the Lord for you. The black-faced Taoist priest said perfunctorily, "I am Song Weizhuang, the gatekeeper Taoist in this view." ”

"No, my master said that he wanted me to hand it over to the Lord with my own hands. Stone stubbornly refused.

"Then you, the contemplator has gone out, and you have not been in the contemplation for the past two days, so okay, you are waiting here, and I will ask the main Taoist in the contemplation. ”

After Song Weizhuang finished speaking, he turned around and entered the view, the stone stood in place, watched the high-rise palace in this view through the corner door, the Chaotian Palace was splendid, the carved beams and painted buildings, the rest of the countless attic wings, the tall trees and distant mountains, the staggered falls, the weather was majestic, compared to the bamboo fence yard of the three big tile houses in Maoshan, it was simply nine days to the Yellow Spring.

The stone was looking blankly, and he didn't notice that Song Weizhuang led a gray-clothed Taoist to the front.

"The little beggar from Maoshan - oh no - little Taoist, come and see the Taoist Yuan Dong Zhenren. ”

The stone came back to his senses and saw a long-faced Taoist standing behind Song Weizhuang, wearing a brocade robe, with a short beard, holding a whisk in his hand, his eyes were slightly surprised, looking at the stone.

Shi hurriedly saluted and said, "Zhao Shishi, a disciple of the Maoshan faction, see, I have seen Yuandong Zhenren." ”

Yuandong Zhenren is Zhang Zhenren's big apprentice, Zhang Zhenren has dozens of disciples, and there are four proud disciples: Yuandong Zhenren, Yuanxi Zhenren, Yuannan Zhenren, Yuanbei Zhenren, all of them are masters of the ninth layer of the refining master realm, Zhang Zhenren trusts Yuandong Zhenren the most, and when he is not in the view, the big and small things in the view are often handed over to him as the main thing.

Yuandong Zhenren smiled perfunctorily and said: "No courtesy, no courtesy, I can't imagine that there are still descendants of the Maoshan faction, stone, Guan Zhi Zhenren has something to go out, I am the master, you will live in the Guan Li first, and the Guan Zhu will return in a few days." ”

Stone nodded.

"Wei Zhuang, you take the stone to the house where Uncle Liu lived, settle down, don't lose the etiquette of Lingyun Temple. After Yuan Dong Zhenren gave Song Weizhuang's instructions, he turned around.

Song Weizhuang and the others in charge of the Taoist walked away, and then led the stone to the other side.

Song Weizhuang's face was cold and kind, leading the stone along the stone road through the palace, chatting a few words, Song Weizhuang's words box opened, from time to time with his finger, to the stone to introduce the house of Lingyunguan, the stone while walking, looking, dazzling, like entering the palace, where can I remember a lot?

Walking to the door of a stone room, Song Weizhuang deliberately cleared his throat, lowered his voice and said: "Stone, look at this stone room, inside is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, usually few people can enter, this stone room was originally a complete stone, it is said that the ancestor Zhang Tianshi drove the six Ding God to dig for ten days before digging out such a large stone room, you see, only this door in and out, and every day by Yuan Dong, Yuan Xi, Yuan Nan, Yuan North four real people in turn two guards, tsk, tsk, when can I go in to see, death is also worth it." ”

The stone looked at the stone room, and it was really extraordinary, a stone as large as a two-story attic, boxy, the stone body was large, red, wind, frost, rain and snow, stripped of its camouflage, showing the real rough side to people, on the side of the road, opened a small door that only allowed one person to pass through, and the black wooden door with a few thin slits was tightly closed, as if it could feel the cold air in the stone room slowly seeping out.

The spiritual root of heaven and earth, the root system of the world.

was walking, passing through a corner, suddenly came a group of young people wearing white makeup flying fish brocade robes, about a dozen people, looking similar in age to stones, the boy was wearing a gold light yarn scarf, and the girl tied her hair with a gold silk rope, dressed like the daughter of the prince family, was gathering together to talk and laugh, and saw Song Weizhuang leading a strange Taoist boy in shabby clothes, and they all looked at the two.

Song Weizhuang looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "Ladies and nephews, you didn't go to practice?"

An older boy in the crowd, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his eyes were cold, answered: "Today, Master is merciful, I can't go to the evening class, Uncle Song, who is behind you?"

"Dianzong, he is a disciple of the Maoshan faction, Shishi, who came to deliver the letter, the Guan Zhu is not there, he stayed in the Guan for two days and waited for the Guan Master to come back. ”

The stone didn't speak, glanced at everyone, and his eyes stayed on a little girl wearing red shoes in the crowd, the girl had a beautiful face and a pair of bright eyes, like black jade, and happened to notice that the stone was looking at her, and she was so ashamed that she turned her face, and the stone realized that she was out of shape, and lowered her head.

Just because of this glance, the stone owes an unfinished love debt in this life.

The boy called Dianzong looked at the stone contemptuously, bowed his head and said to everyone: "What Maoshan sect disciple, I think it's just a little beggar!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and the crowd cried out, "Little beggar!"

A reprimand came from afar, "What's the noise!, do you want to have an evening class!?"

When Dianzong and the others heard this, they were so frightened that they couldn't care about making fun of the stone, so they hurriedly chased after me and fled.

Song Weizhuang led the stone to continue walking, comforting the stone and said: "Stone, don't take it to heart, this Liu Dianzong is like this, relying on being favored by his master Yuanbei Zhenren, don't talk about me, even those who are the same generation as the master of the master are not in their eyes, tsk, tsk, it's different to have a backer, just get used to it." ”

Song Weizhuang said to himself, he didn't see the angry eyes of the stone, the humiliated stone was like a wounded little beast, the horror and shame turned into anger, his right hand was held in his chest, and he held the obsidian tightly.

After walking for a while, the two came to a side room, which was empty and uninhabited.

"It's here. Song Weizhuang pushed open the wooden door, and a puff of dust fell, which made Song Weizhuang cough twice, "Stone, come in, you can live here." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother Song. The sound of the stone was timid.