There is a seat to think about the cliff in Changhong Peak of Jixia Mountain, the waterfall is like a white horse with four hooves and the wind is poured from the sky, and it crashes down on the cliff wall with clear water chestnut angles, splashing countless splashes.

Mountains and rivers are high and low.

On the cliff wall, "even the peak goes to the sky and does not exceed the foot, and the withered pine hangs upside down and leans on the cliff" two lines of large-character pen walking dragon snake vigorous and powerful, just like the calligrapher in the flat rice paper big hand to write the quatrain.

Thinking about the bottom of the cliff, there was a handsome young man with a slender figure and starry eyebrows, sitting cross-legged on a sleek boulder, with a blue ink long sword lying flat on his knees.

He looked at the cliff with a sad brow and muttered: "What kind of skill does it take to travel on the cliff surface and write these two lines of eternal quatrains with a sword?"

After a long time of inconclusion, he retracted his gaze in frustration, his fingers stroked the smooth round muddy boulder as smooth as mutton fat and jade, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, this round stone seems to be ordinary but has a great origin, according to legend, the ancestor of the master of the hair Xia was sitting on this round stone, full of enlightenment for ten years, realized the waves and rain flying flowers, and this originally rough cut hand of the boulder is also smooth as muscle.

The autumn wind is pervasive, the sea of trees is surging, and the young man's heart is also born with endless rippling, every day in front of this straight into the sky in front of the cliff, listening to the rolling thunderous waterfall discharge to the ground, there is nothing outside the heart, there is no dust outside the heart, but even the fur of the waves and rain has not been touched, and he can't help but feel confused.

"The ancestor of Qingye Zi was mistaken by the world, and at the end of ten years of enlightenment in this fairyland, he realized the famous waves and rain that moved the world, but I had no clue for a few months of enlightenment here. The young man frowned and said to himself: "Baiyun goes down to the south of the Yangtze River, Xiao Gu enters the southern Xinjiang, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience the rivers and lakes, but I can only face the wall to realize the Tao, I'm afraid that their Taoism has already thrown me out of a big way, right?"

Whenever he was impetuous, the young man would use his master's words to reflect on himself: "The roasted tea man has his own kung fu, and the oolong can become a pretty person in the tea through the kung fu of the roasted tea man." The one who kills the pig also has his own kung fu, and the meat will not stick to the bone. The master carver also has his own kung fu, and a piece of fine jade must also be painted by his fingertips, carved thousands of times, in order to become a priceless jade."

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not unreasonable, and the young man looked up at the vast and ethereal sky again, and his eyes were full of endless fascination.

A snow-white falcon swept past the cloudless sky, but flew out of his sight like a meteor catching the moon.

"Feathers like snow, spread your wings and swim, absolutely not!" the boy cast an envious look, but it was fleeting as the nose-haired falcon was gone.

In fact, the sky that the young man can see is only a small piece in front of the cliff, which has the meaning of sitting in a well and watching the sky.

The young man with sword eyebrows sorted out his chaotic thoughts, his brows stretched out again, picked up the Xuanyuan sword that was flat on his knees, jumped out, and tread water to make flowers on the rippling pool surface under the waterfall, and the Xuanyuan blue light in his hand was shining, like a white butterfly on the shore of the lake.

In the forest stream, there were a few hisses, which were exactly the same as the chirping of the snow-white falcon at Shicai, and the young man immediately retracted Xuanyuan and swept back to the edge of the pool.

Although there are many rare and exotic beasts on Jixia Mountain, but such a once-in-a-lifetime white-haired falcon has never been seen, many people who practice martial arts will have a spirit beast under the seat, and the young man will naturally not miss the great opportunity to see this white falcon, and maybe he can also take it under his command.

In the midst of suffering, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The boy jumped into the woods.

When he chased him deep into the woods, he was stunned.

A beautiful figure with a shawl of hair was facing away from the boy, and she bent over and gently combed the feathers of the white falcon.

The woman heard the movement behind her, turned her head slightly, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she found the young man behind her, and then nodded and smiled, not seeing any ups and downs on her face, but the young man was a little confused, and his face was red.

"Yes ... Is that you?" said the young man, surprised and delighted, nervously struggling.

A few days ago, the head of the teaching in the Sanqing Peak Lotus Platform altar preaching, in order to check the homework of the disciples of each vein, also held a lotus test, in addition to the thin Feilai Peak did not participate, the elders of the Bun Xia have brought their proud disciples to the assessment, and has always lived in the Ethereal Peak, there has been a anger to cut off a corner of the Taishan Ziling Peak of the Ethereal Peak Jingyue Master Tai, surprisingly changed the arrogance and indifference of the past, also participated in the lotus test, led the proud disciples to the Sanqing Peak to exchange and learn.

As one of the proud protégés of the Confucius people, Zhong gradually left after thinking about the cliff wall for several months but found nothing, and was also taken by the Confucian people to participate in the lotus test, Changhong Peak is not far from Sanqing Peak, but counting this time to participate in the lotus test, it is only the second time he set foot in Sanqing Peak, the last time was not long after entering the bun, time is like a white horse passing through the gap, and it is seven years in a blink of an eye.

In the lotus test, a woman in Tsing Yi under the seat of the mirror moon master is particularly amazing, she is not good at martial arts, but is only high in literature, facing the questions of the master to answer like a stream, poetry and scriptures are all incomprehensible, attracting a group of people who participate in the lotus test to bow down, and that Tsing Yi is the woman in front of her.

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled: "Hello, I am a disciple of Ethereal Peak, my name is Jing Si." ”

"You... Hello" The boy tried to calm his mind, but his heart beat like an elk.

"Did we meet at the Lotus Test?" the woman asked with a smile and a generous smile.

"Yes. Zhong gradually calmed down a little and replied.

"Were you wearing a satin robe that day?" said the woman, her eyes rolling and thinking for a moment.

The young man was a little surprised, he didn't even remember the situation that day, but the woman in Tsing Yi even remembered what he was wearing clearly, so she nodded with a red face.

"What's your name?" asked the woman in Tsing Yi as she straightened out the feathers of the white-haired falcon and stood up straight.

"My name is Zhong Leave. Zhong Yanli originally wanted to say something, but as soon as the words reached his mouth, he couldn't say anything anyway.

"Gradually leaving, what a poetic name, are you a disciple of Changhong Peak?" the woman in Tsing Yi named Jing Si smiled like a flower.

After Zhong gradually left to listen, his intuition cheeks were boiling and smoking, no one had ever said that his name was poetic, and he felt that it was not very pleasant to hear.

Zhong gradually left the microwave ripples in his eyes, so he didn't dare to look directly at the woman in Tsing Yi, nodded and replied after secretly adjusting his breathing, and asked rhetorically: "Is this falcon your spirit animal?"

The woman of the Ethereal Peak, who was dressed in green clothes and was as eloquent as a clear stream, shook her head and said, "No." ”

"Isn't it?" Zhong gradually left the Shi Shi and saw that she was so close to the white falcon, and he was a little confused.

"It's my senior sister's spirit animal. After that, Jing Si spread out the hand of Qianqian Su, which was like snow and condensed fat, and it turned out that the palm of his hand was crisp

The nuts, the snow-haired falcon happily and consciously leaned its head over and pecked at the nuts in its palms.

The white-haired falcon's beak is as sharp as a barbed pyramid, as long as a light peck, it can peck the woman's white skin and flesh into a blur, but this white-haired falcon seems to be wild and untamable, but it is extremely spiritual, for fear that it will hurt the woman in Tsing Yi, the beak of the bird is extremely cautious, and after picking up the almond kernel, the white-haired falcon raised its thick neck and poured the almond into its abdomen.

Zhong gradually left the self-aware that people were worried, and took advantage of the gap between the woman feeding the eagle falcon, and quietly shifted his gaze to look at the woman, the green clothes were like smoke, the nose was as tall as the mountains, and a pair of delicate eyes were as bright as the autumn moon.

"My senior sister went down to Jiangnan, so she temporarily entrusted this falcon to me to take care of it. The five fingers of the woman in Tsing Yi gently rubbed the head of the white-haired eagle falcon, and said gently: "You, you, you are really an unconscious lord, let me chase several mountains to catch up with you, look, this has come to the realm of Changhong Peak, and I won't invite you to eat almond kernels next time if you are so naughty." ”

The white-haired falcon turned a deaf ear and tastefully picked up the almonds in the woman's palm.

Zhong gradually left his thoughts and jumped to the companion who was like a brother and sister, and the senior sister of the woman in Tsing Yi was also one of the disciples of Jixia who went to Jiangnan this time, just like Bai Yun.

"Is there a Siguo cliff on Changhong Peak?" The spiritual air overflowed between the eyes of meditation, as if there was a hidden undercurrent.

Zhong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Yes, there is a cliff not far ahead." ”

"I heard that Siguo Cliff is a holy place for the ancestor of Qingye Zi to face the wall and realize the Tao, but I have never had the opportunity to see the beauty of that holy wall. Jing Si looked at the young man gently, and asked, "Siguo Cliff is the important place of Changhong Peak?"

After a full meal, the white-haired falcon shook off its snow-white flawless wings and landed on the woman's shoulder, if it were not for the woman's shoulder tied to a piece of cowhide, I was afraid that the whole shoulder would be pierced by the falcon's claws.

Zhong gradually blushed his cheeks, shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, it's just that the Siguo Cliff is hidden between the mountains and rivers of Changhong Peak, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to notice." ”

"Great, can I go and take a look?" Jing Si is like a seven or eight-year-old child who saw the sugar gourd, dancing with his hands and dancing with joy: "The ancestor of Qingye Zi has been in retreat and enlightenment for ten years before thinking about the cliff, and he has realized that the waves and rain are flying and the flowers are famous and shocked the world, I really want to see how this Siguo cliff is a cave and blessed land." ”

"Yes, you can come with me, that's where I usually practice. Zhong gradually left, who is usually silent, and for some reason, blurted out and agreed to the woman in Tsing Yi.

The two of them walked out of the forest and came to the Siguo Cliff where the sound of the water roared like thunder.

Tsing Yi raised his head slightly to look at the Siguo Cliff that rose from the ground and did not see its top, the waterfall seemed to go straight down from the Milky Way nine thousand feet away, and there was a faint mist lingering on the mountainside.

Thinking about the majestic cliff, the woman in Tsing Yi was shocked, and the ghost approached the pool under the waterfall.