In the evening, the six of them crossed the sea of clouds and arrived at the Shangqing Pavilion. At this time, there were disciples of the Hanging Heaven Temple who came to pass on the Lord's message, inviting You Long and Fan Gaohu to rest in Shangqing Pavilion tonight, and the two elders Xiao Mochang and Li Molian accompanied Lu Ye to meet in the Taiqing Palace.

Lu Ye knew that Yan Mochan wanted to see him, most likely because he wanted to ask Ming Fu Roujia and Chen Fahu about it personally, so he asked Fan Gaohu and Zou Yan to stay in Shangqing Pavilion temporarily, and he accompanied the two elders to Taiqing Palace to meet him.

You Long had no interest in seeing Yan Mochan, since the two elders Xiao and Li had accompanied Lu Ye to see the master, he planned to sneak down to the Yuqing Gate to find Chen Douyu later.

So Lu Ye said goodbye to You Long and Fan Gaohu and continued to Taiqing Palace.

After passing through the sea of clouds, the immortal mountain aura paved with an extremely full surface, and even if Lu Ye was in a hurry, the accumulation of true yuan in his body was far better than usual. The rain on the mountain stops at night, and the moist and sober air fills the mountain forest, which is indescribably refreshing.

The so-called mountain line has no rain, and the empty green wet clothes.

Li Mo led the way: "Young Master Lu, Poor Dao and Senior Brother Xiao have discussed privately, and I want to invite you to walk along the Sanqing Ladder, are you willing?"

Lu Ye said curiously, "Elder Li, is there anything to say here?"

Li Mo said with a smile: "I can't talk about anything, it's just sincerity." ”

Xiao Mochang explained: "If you come to the door to look at the contempt, you can originally reach the top of the sword, but if you can sincerely and honestly go up the Sanqing Heavenly Ladder step by step, it will be regarded as the greatest respect for the contempt. Unless the Lord is in retreat or is not in the door, he must be welcomed outside the Taiqing Palace. You live and die together with Douyu and Roujia, and pass the blood book on behalf of Fahu, we old guys have nothing more to repay, and we just came up with such a bad idea, Lu Gongzi should not be surprised. ”

He said as he looked back at Lu Ye's reaction.

In fact, he didn't say it thoroughly, it depended on whether Lu Ye could understand it himself.

The Lord of the Hanging Heaven View has a respected status in the desolate world, if he can deign to welcome a young man from afar, the spread of this matter will be very beneficial to Lu Ye's reputation and worth, and whoever wants to fight him in the future will have to weigh the reaction of the Hanging Heaven View.

In short, climbing the Sanqing Ladder takes a lot of physical strength at most, but it is infinitely beneficial.

But young people may not have such a deep understanding, and those with stubborn personalities still think that the Hanging Sky View deliberately makes it difficult to set up a score, and deliberately toss people, maybe they still have resentment in their hearts.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor.

It is good for young people to have ambition and backbone, but the vicissitudes of the world are not enough, and they often have to suffer losses and hardships in order to slowly learn how to get along with the world.

Li Mo and Xiao Mo didn't say anything, in order to test Lu Ye.

Lu Ye understood the joints in a slight turn of his brain, and couldn't help but be grateful to Xiao Mochang and Li Molian for their kindness.

He smiled and said, "How can the junior be so troubled by the two elders. ”

Xiao and Li were happy in their hearts, this young man was smart and not exposed, he was skilled and calm, no wonder Pang Tianjun looked at him differently. Although today's cultivation is a little low, if you are taught by a good teacher, you will definitely shine one day.

It's a pity that such a young man is close at hand, but he can't be accepted as a disciple of Hanging Heaven Guan.

The three of them chatted as they walked, and gradually approached the peak.

A round of crescent moon like a hook will rise over the sea of clouds, under the moonlight, the fairy cave gushes with colorful smoke, and the spiritual rock stacks jade, a holy realm in the world.

Looking at the east side of the Sanqing Ladder from afar, there is a red peach blossom forest, which blooms bright red in the winter frost. There is a Taoist temple looming in the forest, and the wind blows through the flowers and rain, and it seems to be a colorful light snow.

Xiao Mochang said with a smile: "There is the Ten Miles Peach Blossom Forest, and Poor Dao and Senior Sister Li are both practicing in the Peach Forest. In addition, there is a Tang Mo who asked Senior Brother Tang, who is the highest cultivation in my Peach Blossom Forest, and likes to travel all over the world and is not on the mountain all year round. ”

After the peach blossom forest, it is the famous 10,000-year-old ancient sword Tan of the Eight Wilderness of Kyushu.

Xiao and Li Erlao deliberately took Lu Ye around a short mountain road to the ancient sword Tan. I saw that this 10,000-year-old Xuantan is located in an inconspicuous small hill, covering an area of less than ten zhang, the blue waves ripple and the aura is rich, and you can see the end at a glance without gathering your eyes, but it makes people feel unfathomable.

There was no ancient sword in the pool, and the legendary sword was now on Chen Douyu's body.

Although the Rock Ancient Sword has been taken away, this Xuantan is still one of the cultivation holy places for the disciples of the Hanging Heaven Temple. In order to maintain the abundance of spiritual energy in the pool, the number of disciples who can enter the pool to practice each year is limited, and the chief elders of each vein need to be named and recommended, and only after the approval of the contemplator can they be eligible to enter, even Chen Douyu is no exception.

The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty.

Lu Ye stood on the edge of the pool and felt it, although the spiritual power of the pool water could not be compared with Yang Zhi Yulu, the ethereal and holy breath was really rare in the world, and it was of great benefit to cultivation.

He only stayed for such a short time, and he actually condensed three small yuan stones, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

If he was a swimming dragon, he would be cheeky and take off his clothes and take a bath in the pool. If he is a fat girl, there is a good chance that nothing will happen on the surface, and he has begun to think about how to move this pool of water back to the South China Sea without knowing it.

But Lu Ye only stopped for a while, and said he would leave.

Not to be enslaved by foreign things, not to be greedy, and to have a heart as solid as a stone and clear as a pool, this is the assertion of the two elders Xiao and Li to Lu Ye.

The three of them left the ancient sword Tan and returned the original way, and continued to walk for more than three miles, and they saw a majestic Taoist temple in sight.

The main building of the Taoist temple sits in the north and faces south, forming a three-way architectural pattern. The middle road is the Taiqing Palace, the main building of the Taoist temple, which is as high as more than 20 zhang and is divided into three layers, which is brilliant and brightly lit, like a pearl inlaid on the peak. In front of the palace, there are two towers that are like swords inserting into the clouds, and the towers have nine floors each, each floor is lit with lamps and candles, and from a distance it looks like a fire tree and silver flowers, which are particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Above the top, in the distance in front of the Taiqing Palace, there is a crane-haired and childish-faced black-robed old Taoist standing under a 10,000-year-old golden laurel tree on the side of the road, with fluttering clothes and fairy winds, it is Yan Mozen, one of the twenty-one sects in the world.

Lu Ye and the three of them came to the front, and Yan Mochan said: "Lu Gongzi came from afar, and the poor road is far away to welcome Haihan." ”

Lu Ye hurriedly leaned over and saluted: "How dare the younger generation dare to work to watch the master out of the palace to greet him?"

Li Mo said quietly: "Senior brother in charge, Master Lu, why don't we go to the temple and sit down and talk." ”

Yan Mochan smiled and said, "Young Master Lu, Poor Dao wants to sit under this golden laurel tree for a while, how about you and I make a few small talks?"

Xiao Mochang was a little surprised, and sat down with the master under the golden laurel tree to discuss, which was a grand hospitality for the Hanging Heaven Temple. It is precisely because of the grandeur and rarity that the world knows very little about it. Yan Mochan seems to be casual, but the rules of the immortal family have always been strict, and it is impossible for the master to be untargeted.

This golden laurel tree comes from the heavenly realm and is as famous as the Bodhi tree in Yundou Temple. The tree is three feet high, the trunk branches are all golden, the leaves are crystal green like jade, and the fruit is really a treasure of the fairy family.

Xiao Mochang was really afraid that Lu Ye would refuse, and felt that he had worked hard to climb to the top of the mountain in the middle of the night, but as a result, Yan Mochan was stingy, and only sat with him on the stone outside the view, and he couldn't even enter the palace gate of Taiqing Palace, and he was dissatisfied in his heart or changed his face on the spot, which would be self-defeating.

Come to think of it, Yan Mo Chan is willing to treat this young man like this, looking at Pang Tianjun's face.

Lu Ye knew the origin of this golden laurel tree, and said with a slight smile: "The elder gave it, I don't dare to resign." It's just that the younger generation is so frightened that he doesn't dare to compare with the immortals of the past. ”

Yan Mochan laughed and said: "Lu Gongzi is young and promising, and he actually knows the allusion of this golden laurel tree, so he should sit down." ”

The four of them sat on the ground under the golden laurel tree, and a middle-aged woman walked out from behind the tree in a beautiful dress and served four cups of osmanthus tea brewed with golden osmanthus fruits and petals.

Lu Ye got up and took it with both hands, and suddenly bowed to the middle-aged woman and said, "Thank you Fairy Jingui." ”

This woman is the tree spirit of the Golden Laurel Tree, and she is only a few thousand years older than Yan Mochan in terms of age alone.

Fairy Jin Gui smiled and said: "Very good child, you can pick three osmanthus flowers when you leave, as a gift from this fairy to you." ”

Lu Yexi said: "Thank you Fairy Jingui, but the younger generation is disrespectful." ”

Fairy Jin Gui nodded with a smile, turned around and disappeared behind the tree.

Yan Mochan took a sip of golden osmanthus tea and said, "Lu Gongzi doesn't have to be restrained, although there was a small misunderstanding between Pang Tianjun and Contempt three years ago, but time has passed and it has nothing to do with you. This time, you slashed Luo Jialiang, and you have a great favor for me to hang the heavens, but you also have a grudge with the Heavenly Demon Sect because of this, and the poor Dao is very unhappy. ”

Lu Ye didn't speak, but listened attentively. Yan Mochan met with him overnight, not just to hold back a few kind words in his chest and not vomit unpleasantly.

Sure enough, Yan Mochan continued: "What happened to you along the way, Poor Dao has already heard about it. To tell you the truth, for your experience before you went to Ningzhou Mansion from Heishi Village, Poor Dao also calculated a hexagram on a whim, but found nothing. Since Lu Gongzi is Pang Tianjun's righteous son, it is no wonder. ”

He frankly expressed his doubts about Lu Ye's life experience, his face did not reveal his true thoughts at all, and his eyes stared at the young man softly: "But I don't know who Lu Gongzi's Lingzun and Lingtang are?"

In an instant, Shan Lan froze and the moonlight was like frost, and the six lines of sight focused on Lu Ye's face in unison.