The sailboat did not go straight down with the rolling Yangtze River, but diverged from the main road and traveled more than ten miles on a tributary, and a sparse mist arose on the surface of the river.

Bai Yun put one hand on the bow of the boat, looking into the distance, trying to penetrate the sudden mist, but the fog shrouded the entire river, and it was difficult to penetrate even the golden eyes.

The man who claimed to be the Sword God of the Flood Desolation said, "It's almost there. ”

"Senior Dou, have you been to the Vientiane Temple?" Bai Yun asked curiously.

"Nope. Dou Changan did not continue the topic, and his cold tone directly blocked Bai Yun's desire to get to the bottom of it.

Soon after, through the fog, I could faintly see that there were two forks on the river, the fork to the right was wide and unimpeded, and the water flow was gentle, while the fork to the left was as narrow as a intestine, and on both sides were the cliffs and steep walls of the competition, the river surface was gravel, and the water surging stirred up one after another undercurrent whirlpools.

At this time, Long Haotian, who was dressed in light and plain clothes, and the purple-clothed maidservant walked out of the cabin, followed by five or six servants who turned the huge sails together, and in an instant the sailboat left the channel and sailed into the narrow bird path on the left.

The fog still lingered, and the white clouds could barely see the terrain around them, it was a winding waterway like a sheep's intestine path, the distance between the cliffs was just enough for sailboats to sail into, and the water surface was surging in torrents, but fortunately this narrow waterway was not wide, the undercurrents were not as strong as on the river, and the size of the sailboats was huge enough, and the undercurrents were only slightly undulating.

"Why did the fog suddenly arise?" Bai Yun had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Vientiane Mountain, the weather is thousands, and it is not far from the Vientiane Temple. Long Haotian said calmly.

The fog was getting heavier, but Dou Changan sat comfortably on the side of the boat, and muttered to himself: "Vientiane Mountain, the weather is myriad. ”

After a long distance of feeling the fog, the fog gradually thinned again, and then slowly dissipated, and everyone clearly saw that the exit of the narrow waterway was close in front of them.

The sailboat sailed out of the narrow waterway, and the green peaks were stacked on top of each other, and then on closer inspection, there were mountains outside the Tianshan Mountains, and many peaks surrounded a majestic mountain range that plunged into the sky, this mountain range was obscured by mist from the mountainside, and the mountainside was covered with a layer of gold leaf.

"That's the view of all things. Dou Changan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the majestic and towering mountain range.

Bai Yun was suspicious and glanced at Long Haotian.

Long Haotian immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not a secret, I only heard that the weather on Vientiane Mountain is unpredictable, but I have never been there, and I can't be sure which one is Vientiane Mountain for a while."

Long Haotian raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance, his eyes were shining, and after a while, he pointed to the mountain range surrounded by mountains: "The peak of that mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the scenery on the mountain is extraordinary, it seems that it should be Vientiane Mountain." ”

Bai Yun was deflated on the boat, and was abducted by Dou Chang'an and poured a jar of osmanthus wine, this time he naturally had an extra heart, and cautiously confirmed: "Senior, what you said is true?"

Dou Changan glanced at him, his sleeves flicked, he jumped off the hook on the side of the boat, smiled slightly, and still said the same sentence that made people unsettled: "What are you lying about." ”

Bai Yun's brows stretched slightly, and now he immediately re-raised.

Dou Changan buckled his ear sockets, and said without a preface: "I really didn't lie to you this time, Lao Tzu has been there before." ”

Bai Yun sighed, and his expression became strange: "Didn't you say that you haven't been to the Vientiane Temple?"

Dou Chang put on an extremely serious expression and asked rhetorically, "When did I say that?"

Dou Chang'an, who has always been open-mouthed and smiling, was serious for less than half a moment, and laughed again: "Lao Tzu is indeed not able to fight with today's Vientiane Temple for eight lifetimes, that is because Lao Tzu has been in the forest for 20 years, and this Jianghu has long been covered and changed, and the Vientiane Temple that Lao Tzu knows is just a dilapidated and old Taoist temple." ”

"It's right up the hill. Dou Chang Nan gestured.

Bai Yun, who never stops until he is in the middle of the water, is confused, what is the current view of Vientiane, what is the small Taoist view, Dou Changan's words are always inconspicuous, making people elusive, Baiyun has no way to study it in detail, but in Dou Changan's words, he can hear that he is not joking, but mixed with a taste of reunion after a long absence, just like Dou Changan returned to Hengshan City when he was exactly the same, but it is completely different, as for what is different, Bai Yun can't tell.

The lightly dressed servants on the ship hurriedly unloaded the sails, turned the rudder of the sailboat, and the huge sailboat slowly approached the shore, probably because the process was too grinding, Dou Chang jumped lightly, like a dragonfly dotting the water, stepping on the river and sweeping directly to the shore, he stood with his hands in his hands, his face was expressionless, and he looked up at the towering mountain range that could not see the end at all.

Until Baiyun Long Haotian and Qiu Li got off the boat, Dou Changan was still motionless, like a sycamore with scattered dead leaves.

"Senior?" Long Haotian called softly.

The middle-aged man who tied up his bun did not answer, still not moving, Long Haotian was no longer bored with himself, and after stopping, he also looked at the mountain range covered by clouds and mist, as if he was thinking about what Dou Changan was looking at.

After a long time, Dou Changan retracted his gaze and said surprisingly calmly: "Go, go and turn him upside down." ”

It is about the disciples of Vientiane Temple to pave a blue brick path in the mountain stream, the four people do not have to intersperse in the thorny woods, save a lot of effort, climb the mountain along the green brick path, the weather is changeable along the way, the fog and rain are handed, the sun is shining high one moment, the next moment is drizzling, and then the next moment is torrential rain, sometimes like the scorching sun, suddenly the cold wind is sweltering, just one hour has gone through spring, summer, autumn and winter, the scorching sun and heavy rain, such a strange scene, even the well-informed Long Haotian can't help but sigh in amazement.

Long Haotian remembered the limerick poem that was widely circulated in the rivers and lakes: "Born in Vientiane, there is a fairyland on Vientiane Mountain, a view in the fairyland, and a fairy in the Taoist temple, and the weather is thousands." ”

After that, he praised again and again: "Spring Mountain is like a smile, the weather is thousands, and Vientiane Mountain really lives up to its name!"

"Fairy fart! Isn't it just that you have occupied a good place, and you happen to have shit luck. Dou Changan pulled out a licorice out of nowhere, chewed it in his mouth, and said in a wicked manner: "According to the old man, it is worthless." ”

Although Bai Yun was silent on the side, but his heart was like falling into the clouds, Vientiane Temple is also a Taoist court that can keep pace with Jixia Mountain and has the tendency to catch up, not to mention that he can't live with the gods, anyone who sees this wonder will also praise it repeatedly, why did it become worthless in Dou Chang'an's mouth, but if you think about it carefully, Dou Chang'an has a very high opinion of himself, and

It is not surprising that he claimed to have been the sword god of the Flood Wilderness, and his vision is so high that he simply overlooks all living beings, of course, with Dou Changan's eccentric temperament, it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of cow chewing peonies here.

Dou Chang'an's steps are like flying, almost floating along the blue brick mountain road, Baiyun and the purple-clothed maid at least have a martial arts background, and can keep up with Dou Changan's steps, but Long Haotian, who is wrapped in a plain robe, is very difficult, as a personal maid, Qiu Li is naturally distressed by the master, and has stopped several times to carry Long Haotian on his back.

Long Haotian just shook his head, and said with a bitter smile: "This son is a man, what kind of body do you want a weak woman to memorize, and let people see it, wouldn't you want to laugh off your big teeth? Besides, the mountains on this Vientiane Mountain are green and beautiful, walk slowly, and appreciate it carefully, isn't it beautiful?"

A pair of autumn water long eyes are better than the ripples of the autumn leaves, although it is a tender face like water, but it is by no means a weak woman who only knows thrush makeup, Long Haotian traveled from the north to the south of the Yangtze River, the reason why he was safe and sound along the way, is indispensable to the natural beauty of the woman's credit, thinking about it outside the Longshou Mountain Camellia Liao, her figure shook slightly, and she put down a group of green-skinned scoundrels, in Yunmengze and Zhang Yuruo defeated the remnants of the Tianlong Society, and the strength was extraordinary.

The green brick mountain road is winding and continuous, perhaps because of the changeable weather on the mountain, the green brick path is dark and damp, the brick board is covered with slippery moss, and the surrounding is a lush mountain forest sea, and the birds and beasts cry from time to time in the depths of the forest stream, giving birth to a deep and strange feeling.

Under the guidance of Dou Changan, everyone finally walked out of the blue brick path, the bright and gentle sunlight sprinkled on their faces again, and the Vientiane Mountain, which had swallowed half of the vast clouds and mist, reappeared in front of them.

The scenery in front of them made the four of them deter at the same time.

The hawthorn forests that cover the foothills of Vientiane Mountain are like a layer of red clouds.

The sunlight shines through the mist shrouded in the peak of Vientiane Mountain, like the flow of colorful glazed glow, dyeing the whole sky into a piece of colorful neon, the hawthorn forest at the foot of the mountain, the bright yellow forest sea on the mountainside, and the misty mist above the mountainside, constituting a peerless fairyland, which makes people can't help but fantasize about whether there is really a fairy mountain pavilion on Vientiane Mountain.

The magnificence of Vientiane Mountain is majestic and immense, and you can't see it from afar, but you can only be in it when you look closely.

"What a swallowing rainbow!" Long Haotian exclaimed again and again.

Rao is the white cloud who learned from the world's strange mountains and xiaxia faction, and he is also fascinated, there is such a fairyland in the world?

The same is true of the middle-aged man who has always been arrogant and conceited.

Dou Changan spit out the licorice that had been chewed until it was tasteless, and said stupidly: "I didn't expect it, it really grew out." ”

Bai Yun didn't hear what Dou Changan said, so he asked, "Senior, what did you say?"

Dou Changan's eyes were full of gentleness, and he unconsciously took a step forward: "I said, I can't imagine that this hawthorn forest has really become a forest." ”

Bai Yun and Long Haotian's faces were full of incredulity.

"I planted this hawthorn forest with my own hands. Dou Changan slightly retracted his gentle gaze and said plainly.

Bai Yun and Long Haotian said in unison: "You planted it?"

Dou Changan pondered for a few breaths and added, "And a woman." ”

The exquisitely clear boy in the plain robe sees through it and doesn't say anything, this seems to be the most dissolute man in the world is reminiscing about the past.