It is said that Chu Qing followed Yuan Wuxi, followed Jing Chenzi and other disciples of the Guiyun audience, and after a night of galloping, he walked out of the Beetle Ridge and came to a small mountain pass, Fang slowly stopped his steps and stopped.

At this moment, the sky will dawn, but in the morning light, I see that the fog is heavy, the clouds are thick, there is a confusion, and the scenery is hidden.

Chu Qing raised his eyes to take a look, but felt that his eyes were dark and gloomy, and there seemed to be countless circles rotating in the mist. Turning his head and looking back, he found that this place is across the river from the Silverfish Ridge, but the scene on both sides of the river is completely different, the other side of the river is barren and lifeless, while the trees around him are abundant, lush, and full of life.

Jing Chenzi, who was walking in front of everyone, stopped, turned around, raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the dense fog, and whispered to Yuan Wuxi: "Uncle, disciples and others are temporarily living here. ”

Yuan Wuxi squinted a pair of introverted eyes, followed his fingers and glanced into the dense fog, and said, "I can't imagine that there is such a master here, this ability to gather clouds and create fog can't be you." As he spoke, he lifted his eyelids and looked at Jing Chenzi, faintly mocking.

Jing Chenzi was a little dumbfounded for a while, but he didn't dare to defend himself against his uncle.

Yuan Wuxi's voice just fell, but he heard a Buddha horn from the thick fog, and said lightly: "Amitabha, Xuanyuanzi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a few years, why don't you come in and talk about it." Although the voice was not loud, the people present were shocked and stunned, and it was truly shocking that the speaker behaved in such a way.

When Yuan Wuxi heard this, he stepped forward in the face of the strong wind, smiled at the depths of the thick fog, and replied loudly: "If you do this way, I am afraid that it is no different from the first person in the Kongjue Temple." After finishing speaking, he spread out his palm, and the brilliance flashed, revealing a small fairy sword more than an inch long. The little fairy sword in his palm was like a living thing, meandering and beating, like a small snake, shining brightly, and then I saw him make a move, and a sword of a length flew out of the palm, shining brightly, like a broken gold crack, "stabbing" to clear the dense fog not far away, and poking out a three-foot-wide path from it.

Seeing that the little fairy sword was five or six zhang away, hovering forward, Yuan Wuxi smiled, turned around and beckoned to everyone, and said lightly: "Come with me quickly." As he spoke, he walked straight forward, and as he continued to move forward, the little flying sword moved again in the front end, constantly exploring new paths.

Chu Qing, Jing Chenzi and the others followed closely, and the group seemed to have entered a sea of clouds and fog. Except for the path that Yuan Wuxi poked out in front of him, the surroundings were surrounded by mist, and those fogs looked soft and fluttering, like cotton wool. Chu Qing felt curious, stretched out his palm as smooth as jade, and touched it lightly, but he was surprised a lot, those soft-looking mist were actually harder than rocks, like copper walls, and he tried to use his strength a few times, but after all, he couldn't push half a minute.

Yuan Wuxi, who was walking in front, turned around and sneered: "Little girl, don't waste your thoughts, this is the old monk's cloud-gathering fog array, don't say that your slender and tender palms, ordinary sword magic weapons are helpless." ”

Chu Qing snorted contemptuously and said, "More mouths."

Tongue, say less, no one treats you as dumb. ”

In front of all the disciples, Yuan Wuxi was reprimanded for a while and couldn't refute it, and wanted to tear his old face and argue a few words, but after thinking about it, the people behind the formation finally swallowed his anger.

There were bursts of laughter from behind, Chu Qing turned around when he heard the sound, raised his eyebrows, and shot two cold gazes, which frightened everyone into silence, and they didn't dare to breathe, standing at a distance away from Chu Qing, not daring to go any further.

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxi happily stroked his palms and laughed at everyone, and muttered: "Interesting, interesting, a group of big men are afraid of a little girl." ”

Jing Chenzi, who was standing on the side, was even more dazed, and really couldn't understand why this young woman dared to be unkind to her uncle in her words, and why the junior brothers were afraid of this person. I had to say: "Miss Chu, uncle, let's speed up, there are distinguished guests waiting." ”

Under the reminder of Jing Chenzi, Yuan Wuxi led everyone to move forward slowly, and then looked at the dense fog on both sides of the path, there were many illusions such as Danya hanging stones, vast forests, etc., which were as magnificent as a mirage, and the beautiful scenery was continuous, fantastic and magnificent.

What's even more peculiar is that there is also mist on the path under your feet, but it is very different from the dense fog on both sides, it is so soft and nothing, wrapped around the ankles, sending a trace of cold coolness, and making people feel that they are walking in the sea of clouds and fog.

As they continued to go deeper, behind everyone, the fog lingered again, swallowing up the traces they had walked and sealing off the path again.

Walked forward a few zhang again, and then saw that behind the dense fog was a small mountain, there was a natural stone cave in the shade of the mountain, the entrance of the stone cave was full of grass, and there were some small wild flowers of various colors scattered with Luo, and there was a thick vine rose, like a dragon, coiled at the entrance, if you don't look closely, it is difficult to find this entrance.

And around the hill, in the dense fog, there are many magic weapons of brilliance, looming, dotted all over the place, like Xu Jian Xian's hidden edge, all over it.

Chu Qing's heart couldn't help but move, could it be that there were really people living in those seemingly illusory Danya hanging stones and vast forests, thinking about it like this, this Cloud Gathering Mist Formation was really false and difficult to distinguish, and it reminded him of Granny Duan's Fog Hidden Array, and it was true that a cultivator with high Dao Dao and deeds could hide the entire mountain or even a sect.

Everyone followed Yuan Wuxi to the entrance of the stone cave, and the disciples of the Guiyun audience stopped one after another, no longer moving forward, Yuan Wuxi only took Jing Chenzi and Chu Qing, and slowly walked towards the cave.

Although Chu Qing stood behind Yuan Wuxi, he only glanced at it, and saw the whole picture clearly, the stone wall in the middle was craggy, the strange stone was hanging upside down, the top of the cave was flat and smooth, and a big "Buddha" was clearly carved in the middle Words, surrounded by many painted small Buddha statues, dark yellow dirt floor, bare a few pieces of cyan rock, look very hard, there is a damp water mark on the inside of the stone wall, next to it is covered with emerald green moss, the water mark along the stone wall all the way down, dripping down a raised rock, and a clay pot with water is placed below.

In the middle of the stone cave, there were three people standing, Chu Qing on the left and right were all recognized, one was Master Kongxing, and the other was his junior brother Kongming, and between the two, there was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, with white eyebrows and a thin body, with a kind smile on his face, and his hands were folded and said: "Amitabha, Xuanyuanzi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for decades in a blink of an eye, and I can't imagine that my spirit is still the same." ”

Yuan Wuxi took a step forward and said with a smile: "Oh, rare, rare, I really don't know that Zen wind, blowing the Venerable Master of the Kongjue Temple, Yuan Wuxi is disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

As soon as Chu Qing heard the name of the old monk, it was really like thunder, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but he felt that his kind face did not match the status of the Three Realms, and he had no sense of majesty, but a little kindness.

The Venerable Master smiled slightly, led Yuan Wuxi to take two steps inward, and said with a smile: "Xuan Yuanzi said that he was joking, but it was actually because the population of my Kongjue Temple was poor, and the poor monks had no choice but to come in person, but I don't know how the Xuan Qingzhen people are doing." ”

Yuan Wuxi seemed to be very relaxed and comfortable, and said with a smile: "In recent years, the senior brother of the head of the family has long been out of the world, and he is dedicated to the Tao, and the things inside and outside here have already been explained to Jing Chenzi, and Yuan Wuxi is also helping on the side." As he spoke, he turned around and pointed at Jing Chenzi.

The Venerable Master glanced at Jing Chenzi up and down, and said, "Guiyunguan is really unstoppable, which makes the poor monks envious. ”

Jing Chenzi originally looked at the Buddha statue on the top of the stone wall in a daze, but when he heard the words, he came back to his senses, his face was full of joy, he arched his hand and said lightly: "Junior Jing Chenzi, please meet the Venerable Master." ”

The Venerable Master raised his hand and gently supported him, his face showed kindness, smiled and nodded at Jing Chenzi, looked at Chu Qing backwards, and then spoke: "Presumably, this fairy is the righteous sister of Feng Shaoxia." ”

Chu Qing didn't expect that the Master would recognize him, let alone call himself a "fairy", he was a little surprised, but for a while, he was a little caught off guard and stayed in place.

The Venerable Master looked at Chu Qing, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Feng Shaoxia really has a unique vision, in such a short period of time, the fairy Dao has grown so fast. ”

Yuan Wuxi, who was on the side, heard the clue, "Huh", seemed to be quite puzzled, and said, "The master has seen this little girl?"

Hearing this, the Venerable Master shook his head lightly and said, "The poor monk and the fairy have never met, but the fairy has had a relationship with my brother in the Kongjue Temple. ”

Chu Qing's words caused Chu Qing to reminisce slightly, and then remembered that he and the little fat bear bag made a big fuss in the Kongjue Temple, especially the memory of the demon subduing handprint of the temple is still fresh, if it weren't for Brother Feng's "Bamboo Leaf Escape", I am afraid that he would have already perished, but in such a large public, what the Master said was so vague, he couldn't help but admire, but the past passed by in a hurry, and he didn't feel ashamed and his cheeks were red.

Every move between the two of them during the conversation, how could they escape Yuan Wuxi's eyes, and he had already seen that there seemed to be something to hide, so he said to Chu Qing: "Little girl, I don't know how to do it?"

Without waiting for Chu Qing to reply, the Venerable Master smiled slightly, took over the conversation and said: "Xuanyuanzi has been crisscrossing the Three Realms for hundreds of years, and the Kongjue Temple is ashamed of itself. ”

Yuan Wuxi listened to the words of the Venerable Master, and said with a smile: "If the Venerable Master doesn't say anything, how can he torture me Yuan Wuxi like this." ”

Chu Qing looked at the kind smile of the Venerable Master, and simply said, "Venerable Master, the little woman dares to ask me how Brother Feng is doing?"

The Venerable Master smiled and looked at Chu Qing for a moment, without saying a word, but slowly turned around and nodded to the empty line standing behind him.

Kongxing comprehended, nodded heavily, and replied, "Yes." Then he strode out of the hole.

The Venerable Master and Yuan Wuxi exchanged pleasantries for a while, which was nothing more than a memory of the old years, and then saw that Kongxing turned back, but behind him was a monk in red, who was much shorter than Kongxing.

The two of them stepped forward back and forth, and the empty line flashed to the side, and the short red-clothed monk stood with one palm on his chest, and said, "Jiao Hougen has seen the Venerable Master and all the sword immortals. ”

(End of chapter)