The end of the year has arrived, Wanqiu everywhere reveals a joyful atmosphere, and the dragon and lion dances on the spacious streets are very lively. The happiest are the children, setting off firecrackers on the streets, chasing candy sellers, and their carefree little faces blooming with innocent smiles.

The old people also have a place to go, and social dramas are being shown on the square, and the eight immortals celebrate their birthdays, each showing their magical powers. provoked the old man to cheer from time to time.

Situ Ping and Qiu Zhixian looked curiously at the surrounding scene, the customs of Miao Jiang and the traditions of China were combined, under the restaurant full of red lanterns, there were Miao women wearing silver crowns dancing snakes, and Han dressed scribes walking with mountain people dressed in short costumes.

The two of them thought to themselves, "I didn't expect that there would be such a big city in the Poor and Barbarian Realm. ”

The vehicle flow is bustling, and the prosperous place is not inferior to the famous city of the Central Plains. Is this still the depths of the 100,000 mountains of Miaojiang?

Pang Xian looked at the spacious street in front of him, with pedestrians weaving and orderly, and his heart was full of pride. If you have been here yourself, you will eventually leave a trace.

Passing by a shop, Qiu Zhixian felt a little strange. In the store, there are huge pumpkins on display, which look like the size of a millstone. There are also long ears of wheat and plump paddies, bunches hanging from the eaves, the sun shining and shining golden.

"Master, what does this Nan breeder do?"

Situ Ping also stretched out his head to observe carefully, his eyes showed surprise, such a long ear of wheat could not be an immortal seed spirit root, right? How could there be such an exaggerated grain seed in the world?

"Haha!" Pang Xian said with a smile: "This shop specializes in cultivating excellent seeds, which can not only increase yields, but also resist drought, insects, and cold. Otherwise, how could Miao Jiang raise six million Li people because of its poor geology?"

Yes, six million people!

At the beginning, there were only more than 700,000 Han people who moved south, and over the years, the sword soldiers were not visible, and they flourished, like a dragon flying for nine days, and the population exploded. If this continues, it will eventually become a behemoth in obscurity.

"Hiss!" Situ Ping and the others were speechless, Miao Jiang was different from what he imagined!

"Master, what is that?"

"That's an agricultural machinery company, which specializes in the production of agricultural implements. ”

"Master, what is this?"

"It's a ...... to get rid of insects"

............

As they walked away, the figures of the three masters and apprentices disappeared from Wanqiu and walked in the direction of the twelve peaks of Lianping.

Since he has been taken under his own disciples, Pang Xian always wants them to understand their own thoughts. To transcend the limits of this world, broaden their horizons and increase their knowledge. In the future, the Orthodox Sword Immortal still wants to use the evil demon theory to plot against the two sons, which is simply a fantasy!

Just as it was getting closer and closer to the top of Cuiluo Peak, suddenly there was a misty cloud sound coming from the heavenly peak, ups and downs, and colorful.

Qiu Zhixian was born in the family of the eunuch, and she was quite rhythmic, so she couldn't help but contemplate her eyebrows and savor, and her feet slowed down. If it weren't for Pang Xian's escape, he would have wanted to stay here for a long time and listen to this song.

This song has a fairy flavor, the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, and it is advanced layer by layer, just like the water of the East China Sea, and the snow waves are stacked, which makes people excited.

Gorgeous and full of fairy spirit, like a feast in the heavenly palace, the magnificence is full of solemn law, and there is a kind of exploration and thinking that communicates with heaven, earth and people.

Situ Ping had already built a foundation, and when he heard this song, he suddenly entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, a rare enlightenment.

The sea of clouds outside is vast, the pine and cypress loom in the clouds and mist, with the leisurely and deep music, the artistic conception is far-reaching, refreshing, as if it is with heaven and earth.

At the end of the song, the aftermath is endless, endless, and the music is endless, and the meaning is endless, which is endlessly evocative.

Pang Xian saw the two disciples who had gone deep into the Dao realm, and he was amazed, sure enough, the qualifications and endowments were very comparable, and there were famous seeds left in the immortal catastrophe, and he was not as far away as them back then.

But this tune ......

Distant memories emerge from the depths of my mind, the sound of the cloud palace, what a familiar tune, the memories shared by generations, perfectly reproduced in this world.

In a trance, the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the peach feast, and the picture of Chang'e flying are like in front of you.

For a while, I was stupid and drunk.

What is gone will eventually pass away, and no matter how hard you try, you can't hold it.

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.

"Master, you're in tears!" Qiu Zhixian looked at Pang Xian, only to feel that the loneliness and loneliness in Master's eyes were so heavy, and they could crush people.

She is not like Situ Ping, who once practiced tremblingly under Xu Feiniang. When Pang Xian rescued her from danger, he had both respect and admiration for his master.

Feeling the concern in Zhixian's eyes, Pang Xian's heart was ironed. It is true that what has passed has passed, but now I have grasped more and hope for the future, rather than remembering the past.

Maybe one day, it is really possible for me to set foot in the legendary Heavenly Palace, participate in the grand gathering of immortals, and enjoy the nine-thousand-year-old peach. When myths come to life, it's more exciting than people think.

"It's okay! Master just felt it. Pang Xian smiled with satisfaction: "Let's go! ”

In the past few days, Pang Xian only cared about the cultivation difficulties of Situ Ping and the others, but he didn't introduce Lianping Mountain much, and they didn't know what kind of situation they were going to face.

"Your skills are getting better and better!" said a woman's appreciation, clear as a sweet spring, through the bamboo forest.

"Hey, it's still the master's good teaching!" The group of girls are like nightingales, their voices are tactful and staggered.

"If it weren't for Master's Lost Heavenly Sacred Method, we wouldn't have been able to perceive the slightest emotion, so how could we talk about the achievement of our skills?"

Situ Ping secretly thought, these women's voices are so good, and the real people are probably also fairies, and his face couldn't help but blush when he thought about it.

"If you want me to say, it's better to make a tune made up by Shigong. A heroic woman said in a loud voice. "It's just that Shi Gongcai made up such a fairy song. ”

"Yokoba, I'll obey you this time. ”

"Hmph, when did you disagree with what I said? ”

This woman has a good temperament, and she must be a charming and unparalleled strange woman. Although they had not met, Situ Ping already had a general impression in his heart.

"Shhhh Isn't that right?"

Pang Xian did not hide his whereabouts, all the women worshipped the natal gods and demons, so naturally they couldn't hide their feelings.

"Okay, don't come with me to greet your master. ”

The bamboo forest rustled, Situ Ping's eyes lit up, and a group of women with bright eyes and bright teeth came with their own special faces. They are like immortals, so beautiful that they don't look like they were born in the world, like the jade beads of the Nine Heavens Palace left behind in the mortal dust.

"This is our little junior brother and little junior sister. One of them, a handsome and generous woman, said with a smile, listening to her voice was the fairy named Hengbo.

"That's pretty and handsome!"

Situ Ping had no distractions, but when he heard her teasing, he still felt a little at a loss.

"Don't bully your junior brothers. The woman at the beginning, with a radiant face, looked at the master with tenderness, and her smile had her own charm.

Situ Ping thought to himself: This is my wife.