It is rumored that in the depths of the East China Sea on the Zhongzhou mainland, there is an immortal mountain. The people living in the mountains are all immortal masters, and those immortal masters can call for wind and rain, and they can also carry spells to travel thousands of miles a day.

This is not an untraceable rumor, because most of the fishermen on the seashore have been rescued by those immortal masters.

The sea in the East China Sea is not calm, and there are some fierce beasts living in the sea, and these fierce beasts will come out every once in a while to do evil.

And whenever the beast comes out to do evil, the immortals will go to surrender.

The name of that fairy mountain is Penglai, which is more appropriate to say that it is an island than a mountain. In fact, Penglai is not far from the inland, but because it is surrounded by a group of dense fog, giving people the illusion that it is difficult to distinguish between near and far.

Penglai's master's surname is Sang, his name is Huaqing, no one knows how long he lived, Penglai's disciples only knew that when they were recruited to Penglai, the island owner was there.

Every six years, there is a disciple recruitment, and every time a disciple is recruited, a few little elders will go inland to find ordinary people with good talents.

However, there are countless sects of various sizes in the inland, such as Yiyin Lu, Taiyi Academy, Guozheng Yuan, and Sword Domain, and the standards for recruiting disciples in their sects are all different.

Therefore, whenever the little elders of Penglai went to the inland, they actually couldn't find many gifted disciples.

But even so, Penglai is still the first sect in the Zhongzhou mainland.

There is a pavilion in Penglai, about a dozen stories high, called Langhuan Pavilion.

It contains almost half of the historical classics and Taoist collections of the Zhongzhou Continent.

An old woman led a girl to walk on the stairs at the bottom of Langhuan Pavilion, and passers-by joked when they saw it: "Mother-in-law took Wen Jing'er to read the book again?"

"Wen Jing'er is really smart, I actually read it in two days, but I don't know if I have learned it. ”

In the meantime, a milky voice retorted: "Hmph, senior sister, don't look down on people, of course I will!"

After saying that, he impatiently pinched the law and prepared to recite the mantra.

The old woman on the side stretched out her hand to stop it and scolded with a smile: "What's the matter? You have all finished today's morning class, and you went downstairs so early?"

Hearing this, the men and women who were still joking just now ran away.

The girl pouted and said, "Why did my mother-in-law stop me, I really learned to ride the wind." ”

The old woman smiled lovingly and said, "Learning these things is not for showmanship. ”

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An extremely imposing boat came from outside the mountain ghost array, and there was a middle-aged man standing on the boat, and the middle-aged man kept touching his short beard.

At this moment, a voice was heard from the cabin.

"Think twice, don't be anxious, if that variable is really on the mountain, I think, the teacher should have known it a long time ago. ”

The middle-aged man who was called Sansi shook his head after hearing this and said, "It stands to reason that the teacher must know that the variable is on the mountain, but I am just afraid that the teacher will not hand it over." ”

The man in the cabin pondered for a moment and then said, "Regardless of whether the teacher will hand it over or not, this game of chess has already begun, and this game cannot be lost." ”

When this magnificent ship entered the mountain ghost formation, the dense fog gradually dispersed, and an immortal mountain came into the eyes of everyone on board.

"No matter how many times you come here, it's like the first time you come here, and it's not an exaggeration to say that this scene is a fairyland. The people in the cabin had already walked out at this time, standing side by side with the middle-aged man.

When the boat docked, the two slowly stepped off the boat, one after the other.

Looking at the very high staircase in front of them, the two glanced at each other and walked towards it.

There were constantly mountain gate disciples wearing jade robes passing by, and these mountain gate disciples would stop and salute when they passed by.

Penglai has never been involved in the struggle between worldly fame and fortune, and only appears where they should appear when the people of the world need them. But since the incident of the young island master, Penglai has changed slightly, and the fact that the four of their brothers were recognized as an example of going out of the mountain is an example.

The thousand-stued staircase finally came to an end, and what greeted me was a strange and majestic hall. This hall is called the Tianzun Palace, and there are two huge plaques hanging on the left and right of its hall door, which read, "Humanity is insignificant, and the fairy road is reckless." Ghosts are happy, and they are the door of life. "Sixteen words.

"Senior brother, if it weren't for my shoes not wearing well, then you would be my senior brother. The middle-aged man with a short beard said as if to relieve stress.

The tall middle-aged man on the side looked at the Tianzun Hall in front of him with his hands behind his back and said, "There is no order to learn. ”

As the two were talking, a person came out of the main hall, who was very handsome and wearing a plain jade robe, and an extremely good-looking long sword hung from his waist.

After seeing the man coming out, the two stepped forward.

"Presumably you are the child who was brought back by that person back then, right? By the way, I remember your name is Sima Zhongru?" asked the middle-aged man with a short beard with a smile.

Sima Zhongru said after making a junior salute: "Exactly." The two should be the third uncle's Qi Shubu Sansi and the fourth uncle's chess saint Fang Han. ”

"Good. Fang Han nodded and said.

"Shizu already knows the intention of the two uncles, but Shizu has already gone out to travel, but Shizu asked me to bring a sentence, Mo Dao is not worth it in the world, and some beautiful things always have to be pursued by themselves. Sima Zhongru said softly.

After saying this, Sima Zhongru made another junior salute and walked to the side of the path, which led to a secluded courtyard.

Bu Sansi smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, let's go." ”

Fang Han on the side nodded silently, turned around and walked towards the thousand-story ladder.

"Senior brother, you say, if the situation is really as you and I calculated, do we really want to do that?" Bu Sansi asked in a low voice.

Fang Han, who had been silent for a long time, hummed softly.

The two of them descended the thousand-step ladder one after the other, and Fang Han, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "We always have to pay something for what we do, as the teacher said, there are some things that we must always pursue by ourselves."

Bu Sansi gently looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and next to it there was a moon wheel that emitted cold light.

"yes, there's going to be something. ”

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Outside Langhuan Pavilion, the old woman pointed to the direction in the sky where the moon wheel and the scorching sun appeared at the same time and said, "Wen Jing'er, do you know? When the moon wheel and the scorching sun appear in the east at the same time, it means that something terrible will happen. ”

Sang Wenjing on the side nodded while holding a few ancient books and said, "I know, there is a record in the Book of Heavenly Stars." But mother-in-law, what is the great terror?"

The old woman coughed lightly and said, "Great horror, maybe ......"

Sang Wenjing didn't hear the latter words clearly, she looked up at the eastern sky, and had a very strange feeling in her heart.

"Okay, let's go, let my mother-in-law see how your wind is doing. The mother-in-law took Sang Wenjing and said.

For the people of Penglai Island, Sang Huaqing is a very easy-going and kind predecessor of the island owner.

I don't know how many years ago, Sang Huaqing no longer managed the affairs of the sect.

In this way, he let Sima Zhongru, who was unprepared at the time, take over the Tianzun Palace.

Tianzun Hall is the head of the twelfth floor, and being able to become the owner of Tianzun Hall means that that person is likely to become the next owner of Penglai Island.

Penglai is not like those sects outside, and the position of the real person in charge is not hereditary.

But the people in Penglaili never thought of wanting the master of the Tianzun Palace, because what the Tianzun Hall has, there are also in other buildings, and what the Tianzun Hall does not have, and there are even more in other buildings.

Because of Sang Huaqing's perennial travel, all the affairs in the Tianzun Hall were entrusted to Sima Zhongru, and even the things that taught his disciples were entrusted to him, which was the reason why Penglai was different from other outside sects.

Sima Zhongru stood in front of the thousand-layer staircase without saying a word, quietly watching Fang Han and Bu Sansi walk onto the treasure ship.

A cold bird flew to Sima Zhongru's side and gently stood on Sima Zhongru's shoulder, Sima Zhongru held the cold bird in his hand, a burst of white light flashed, and the cold bird turned into a word and arranged in an orderly manner in front of Sima Zhongru's eyes.

After reading those words, Sima Zhongru used his aura to write a few words out of thin air, and then he held those words in his hand and slowly kneaded them into the shape of a cold bird.

When the cold bird flew out of Penglai, a gust of wind blew across Sima Zhongru's cheeks.

On the other side of the school field, Sang Wenjing was working very hard to ride the wind, sometimes she flew up, sometimes fell to the ground.

Because she wanted to prove herself, Sang Wenjing felt more nervous than ever at this time.

Granny Shi, who was standing on the edge of the school field, looked at Sang Wenjing and was extremely distressed, but she didn't open her mouth to stop her.

The aura traveled smoothly from Sang Wenjing's veins, and Sang Wenjing's feet slowly left the ground.

There was a breeze around Sang Wenjing's side, and those breezes lifted Sang Wenjing's body and flew towards a higher place.

"Mother-in-law! look, look!"

When she saw herself flying, Sang Wenjing was very surprised and shouted to Granny Shi who was standing not far away.

But it was precisely because of the momentary distraction that the stable aura in Sang Wenjing's body was instantly disordered.

The breeze around her dissipated, and Sang Wenjing fell to the ground.

Sima Zhongru was just about to pinch the decision, when he saw Sang Wenjing as if he was being held up by something.

I saw Granny Shi standing next to the school field pinching a magic decision, and there was a green aura surging in her hand.

Vines grew from the ground, and those vines slowly fell down supporting Sang Wenjing's body.

"This cultivation is not eating and drinking in the eyes of mortals, how can it be so simple. ”

Granny Shi walked to Sang Wenjing's side and touched Sang Wenjing's head.

Sang Wenjing buried her whole head between Granny Shi's sleeves, and gradually there were cries coming from between the sleeves, no matter how Granny Shi coaxed, she couldn't coax it.

"Then Chengfeng will not learn it for the time being, how about the spell that my mother-in-law taught you just now?"

Hearing Granny Shi's words, Sang Wenjing's crying stopped.

I saw Sang Wenjing, who was full of grievances, raised her head and looked at Granny Shi: "What Mother-in-law said is true?"

"Really, of course it's true. ”

When the girl heard this, she burst into tears and laughed.

"Little slippery head, you learned these methods to embarrass your mother-in-law, which bishop of the building taught you?"

Granny Shi poked Sang Wenjing's forehead and deliberately made trouble.

"The landlords wouldn't let me say it. Sang Wenjing touched her forehead and said with a smile.

"Landlords, it seems that there is more than one. ”

When she heard Granny Shi hear the meaning of her words, Sang Wenjing hurriedly closed her mouth.

After a while, Sang Wenjing spoke again: "Mother-in-law, don't forget, that spell is for me to teach." ”

After speaking, Sang Wenjing closed her mouth tightly.

Thinking that in the biography of the human world that I read in Langhuan Pavilion before, those captured righteous people were so generous and righteous, and they didn't say a word when they died, and they would never betray those behind them.

Thinking that she was doing the same thing as those heroes, Sang Wenjing's eyes became more determined.

Granny Shi may not have thought that her daughter would look through those human chronicles in Langhuan Pavilion to see some of this kind of thing, if she let Granny Shi know, she might burn Sikong Xing's Langhuan Pavilion.

"Oops!"

Sang Wenjing suddenly remembered something.

That determined look instantly turned into panic.

Granny Shi asked with concern, "What?"

"Grandpa said before he went out that he would test my practice when he came back, if grandpa knew that I couldn't even practice by riding the wind, then I..."

"Mother-in-law teaches you. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Sang Wenjing remembered that when she was looking through the classics and Taoist collections in the Langhuan Pavilion, Sikong Xing said to her that she couldn't see anything if she blindly flipped through these things, and she still had to be taught by someone herself.

Sang Huaqing, who was far away in Zhongzhou, walked on the official road very leisurely, and there was goose feather snow in the sky.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

From time to time, there are refugees in tattered clothes on the official road, and some refugees can't stand the hunger and cold so they take off their clothes and go to the mountains to take refuge in the bandits.

Those who choose these two paths end up the same, both die.

It's just that one died of starvation, and the other was suppressed by officers and soldiers and then dragged to the entrance of the vegetable market to be beheaded.

When Sang Huaqing passed by those refugees, they couldn't see Sang Huaqing at all, they could only see a mist passing by them. But now that we are all starving to death, who cares what the mist is?

It is recorded in ancient scriptures that a practitioner can cast a spell on his side to cover his face.

The clouds and mist can be as wide as five miles, so it is called five miles of fog.

Out of nowhere, someone suddenly shouted: "Storm and Snow City is almost here! Everyone hold on! I heard that the merchants in Wind and Snow City are relieving the refugees on a large scale, everyone hold on!"

Hearing someone shouting like this, no one on the road responded.

They haven't heard this kind of talk on the road again, from the excitement at the beginning to the numbness now.

Where is Snow City, no one has ever been there. Among them, they have never even been to the prefecture or county, but they are refugees in some small villages, and they have never even left the village.

Sang Huaqing raised his eyes and saw that there was indeed an extremely magnificent city not far away.

It seemed that it was four miles away from this group of refugees, but the eyes of some of them were already full of despair.

Sang Huaqing raised his hand and waved it gently, the wind and snow around him were pushed away, although it was still cold, but there was no cold wind, no desperate snow, it was very good.

When a refugee saw the snowstorm city in the distance, tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks.

"Blizzard!"

"Miracles, miracles!"

Some refugees noticed that there was no wind and snow in the world, so they knelt down together and said pious to the four directions: "Thank you for the immortal master passing through this place to perform immortal magic, the immortal master is blessed!"

Looking at the group of refugees kneeling down one by one, Sang Huaqing's indifferent face was moved.

His life is gone, and he is still blessed by the immortal master, where is this blessing.

With a sigh, Sang Huaqing walked towards Wind and Snow City.