In the fourth year of Jingde in the Northern Song Dynasty, Chinese porcelain became famous all over the world. In the blink of an eye, it is the 6th year that Qingchen has entered the mountain.

The baby in the swaddling clothes back then also grew up, wearing a small road uniform, following Mu Li's buttocks, shaking and shaking, very cute.

Since Qingchen entered the mountain, he has been loved by thousands of people, and his uncle Hua Ying opened the door to him, allowing Qingchen to enter and exit the red leaf forest at will, which shocked the entire three halls.

Even Senior Brother Qinggui couldn't help but feel jealous of this little junior brother.

But jealousy is jealousy, Qinggui is still very happy with this cute little junior brother, and often gives him some gadgets for children in the world.

Although the days on the green mountains are a little monotonous, Qingchen has a calm heart, and follows Mu Li from sunrise and sunset all day long, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

I'm not very interested in those rare gadgets in the world, as if I was born for the sake of cultivation.

The more Mu Li looks at this apprentice, the more she likes it, and often takes him to the Moon Cliff to watch Luoxia together.

Qingchen always listened to the things and big truths that Mu Li said, blinked his smart eyes, and carefully wrote down some important information.

On this day, Mu Li, as usual, brought Qingchen to Mochiyue Cliff to bathe in the essence of the sun and the moon. He looked at Qingchen meditating, exhaling regularly, and couldn't help but nod.

It seems that it is time to teach him some small spells, Mu Li thought to herself. Then he reached out and gently stroked Qingchen's forehead, and a blue light instantly hit Qingchen's mind.

Qingchen slowly opened his eyes from meditation and asked puzzledly, "Master, did you just teach me a spell?"

Because before this, Mu Li had also used this method to impart knowledge to Qingchen, but it was all some cultivation methods, as well as the rules of the mountain, and he had never taught spells.

Mu Li nodded slightly, "This is a fixation technique, after you learn it, remember not to use it indiscriminately, if you let the teacher know, you will definitely be severely punished." ”

Qingchen looked at him, nodded vigorously, and said, "Yes, Master, remember!"

With that, he waved his little fleshy hand, raised his index and middle fingers, and then a blue halo appeared on the tips of his two fingers.

"Master, this fingering is so beautiful!" Qingchen looked at Mu Li with a new expression.

"You, you, you, you... Learned so quickly?"

Although it was one of the most basic spells, he still couldn't help but be surprised, because it took him three months to comprehend the essence of the young man, but the child in front of him had already comprehended it in less than a quarter of an hour, which was really terrifying.

"Didn't Master say that this is the simplest spell? If you can't learn it, it doesn't mean that Chen'er is stupid, but Chen'er is not stupid, Chen'er is smart. ”

Seeing that Qingchen's face was full of brilliance, Mu Li nodded with a wry smile.

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the blue is better than the blue. This is the blessing of my green mountains!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stretch his brows, his face full of pride and joy.

"Master, who is the Heavenly Monarch that you always talk about? Senior Brother Qinggui said that you are from heaven and are immortals. Qingchen muttered and looked at Mu Li, his eyes shining.

Mu Li smiled and said, "Tianjun is the master's master, and he has been away from Qingshan for a long time. Master, I am not an immortal in the sky, Master is just an inconspicuous immortal grass in the world, which has been transformed by the Heavenly Monarch, and this is the only way to cultivate into a human form. Although it can't be compared with those immortals in the sky, the master is better than the gods in this world. Why, does Qingchen also want to be an immortal?"

"Yes, the gods can fly, and they can go wherever they want. Senior Brother Rong said that the world under the mountain is very beautiful, and I want to go and see it. Qingchen said without hesitation.

Mu Li looked at his appearance as a little adult, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Your senior brother has not been in shape all day long, you can't learn from him."

Mortals feel that the immortals are at ease and live with the sky, but they don't know that the immortals also envy that mortals can experience the flavors of life.

I've only heard of its beauty, but I've never had the privilege of seeing it.

Master has been in this green mountain for 30,000 years, so he doesn't want to experience the world under the mountain, but once he enters this immortal gate, he can't turn back. ”

After listening to what Mu Li said, Qingchen lowered his head.

Then, he picked up the piece of white marble pendant he was carrying and shook it towards Mu Li.

"Master, do you know my biological parents?"

"I don't know," Mu Li shook her head.

"Every time I hold this jade pendant, there will be a warm current to warm my body, making my cultivation more condensed. Qingchen confessed to Mu Li the peculiarity of the jade pendant.

"Presumably, this jade pendant is a rare treasure, and one of your parents is a god, so the jade pendant they left you will naturally not be an ordinary product. It's no wonder that you are so young and have such a rebellious understanding. But such treasures, it is better to be born less in the future, there are many evil people here, and you need to be cautious. ”

Hearing Mu Li's admonition, Qingchen nodded slightly and took the jade pendant into his arms.

The last rays of red on the horizon were replaced by darkness, and the moonlight was dim, accompanied by the occasional crow cry.

Mu Li led Qingchen back to the Liuli Palace, and he vaguely felt that the evils that were originally hidden in the darkness were about to be uncontrollable.

After setting up Qingchen to sleep, he walked out of the main hall and went to the Moon Cliff, he casually burned a fairy talisman, and in a moment several rays of light flew out of the Moon Cliff.

This immortal talisman was used by Mu Li to call the Qingshan Scattered Immortals, and in less than a quarter of an hour, several people flew out of the Qingshan halls and landed on the Moon Cliff.

Today's Qingshan has a total of eight scattered immortals, Liuli Hall Muli and Qinggui.

Su Meier and Changge in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Su Meier has already cultivated the nine tails and stepped into the ranks of fox immortals. Changge is a crane, holding a long sword, with a handsome face, wearing a black and white bipolar suit, and a flying sword in one hand.

The hall master of the Kyushu Palace, Hui Chun, and his two apprentices, Gong Ming and Tianshu. Gong Ming likes to collect the world's different fires, while Tianshu is a hexagram master. The last one to come is Hua Ying.

When everyone arrived, Mu Li bowed his hand to pay respect. "I have summoned you here today because there is something important to discuss. As he spoke, he looked up, "When I look at this astrological sign, I think the world will soon change dramatically." I'd like to hear your thoughts. ”

"Black clouds cover the moon, and the sea is full of fog, which reminds me of the day I first came to Qingshan 20,000 years ago, do you think it will be a precursor to the birth of the black dragon" Su Meier looked at the scene in front of her, extremely excited.

"It's not a sign of a black dragon, it's a sign of national fortune. This world is about to be in turmoil again. Tianshu slowly opened her eyes and interrupted.

At the same time, outside Kaifeng, Tokyo, a caravan came from Jiangnan, and a strange woman wearing a veil mixed in this caravan and entered the city with nightfall.

Kaifeng, also known as Jingshi, is the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty and the location of the imperial palace. The Son of Heaven is rich at his feet, with restaurants, shops and all kinds of snacks.

After entering the city, the veiled woman broke away from the caravan and walked towards the imperial city.

The gates of the imperial city are full of guards, and there are patrols and guards in the imperial city who take turns on duty, so it is really not easy for ordinary people to break into this palace.

But for the stranger, it's all nothing.

The veiled woman came to the wall on the left side of the palace city, jumped into a butterfly and flew to the harem, and when she passed the Chengtian Gate, a yellow ribbon floated down, like the pages of the heavenly scroll.

Then the veiled woman came to the harem and threw an immortal talisman at the emperor's dormitory, which instantly turned into a group of colorful butterflies and flew into Yanfu Palace.

When the woman had done all this, she turned into a butterfly and went away, as if no one had ever come.

About two hours later, the sky above Tokyo City was bright, and the occasional sound of fairy magpies chirping.

When the people saw this, they were all astonished, thinking that the gods had come, and they all bowed down at home.

At this time, Song Zhenzong was in a dream and had no idea.

In the dream, he came to a fairyland outside the world, and in front of it was placed a stone table, on which were placed three chapters of the "Dazhong Xiangfu" Heavenly Book.

Song Zhenzong was overjoyed and wanted to bring them back to the palace, but he didn't expect to wake up from a dream.

It wasn't until the early morning that I learned about the auspicious vision of Tokyo City last night from the next person, and I couldn't help but thank my ancestors.

Subsequently, the yellow ribbon dropped by the mysterious woman last night was also picked up by the patrol guards and presented to the emperor.

After Song Zhenzong learned the news, he hurriedly presented the ribbon to worship, "This must be the fragment of the book of heaven in last night's dream." Song Zhenzong said with conviction.

"Come on! I decreed that the name of the year will be changed to Dazhong Xiangfu to ensure that my Great Song Dynasty will never fade. He understood that this dream must not be an accident, but a warning from his ancestors.