Several sects of spirit boats all the way forward, occasionally you can see other magic weapon vehicles galloping by, the spiritual power of the people on them is strong, even the sect masters of several sects have also changed color, slow down and avoid, there are also some weaker sects, there are only a few people on the vehicle, and Xiahou Ya is too lazy to talk.

It wasn't until dusk that Lingzhou slowly slowed down, and after a while, he saw a towering mountain peak in front of him, roughly in the shape of a column, the top of the column was extremely wide, and the clouds were swirling.

The trees on the mountainside are verdant, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the clear spring is bubbling, just like a fairyland. At the foot of the mountain, countless monastic sects are stationed on the road, the flags are fluttering, the camp tents are long, and they extend thousands of miles from the foot of the mountain to the outside.

I saw that it was surrounded by various flying magic weapons, and it seemed that I didn't know where to stay. From time to time, there are also fairy birds flying around, and there are handsome or strong monks sitting on it, old and young, women and children. Some seem to be admiring the wonders of this sacred mountain, some seem to be dispatching newcomers, and some are shouting and laughing, as if they are showing off.

Feng Yuan was also deeply touched along the way, and was very excited about the scene of Shenzhou, and at this time, he couldn't hold back this scene, and with a roar, he summoned the divine eagle given by Elder Chen, rode up, and circled around the dragon boat, and several disciples were envious.

Yin Changzong and the others just didn't see it, and they all moved closer to Xiahouya to discuss the situation in front of them.

Several sect disciples stood on Longshou Mountain, very curious about what they were looking at, and groups of three or five pointed and discussed. Ye Shaowen wanted to go to Wanyu and enjoy the conversation with her, but because of his identity, he hesitated in place.

"Senior Brother Ye, why are you so frowning?" a man laughed. Ye Shaowen was slightly surprised, he had never talked to anyone along the way, and someone knew his name?

He smiled: "I don't know who this senior brother is?" The man introduced him, and Ye Shaowen knew that his name was Qin Qing, and he was also a person with outstanding talents.

"Senior Brother Ye is dedicated to cultivation, and he rarely moves around in the sect, so of course he doesn't know us laymen. I heard a silver bell-like laughter, and a woman in a yellow dress walked over. Ye Shaowen looked at it for a while, and said with a smile: "The qualifications are short, not as good as the two, so naturally I don't dare to slack off!" and asked for advice, only to know that her name is Xue Ying, and she is also well-known among young disciples, with outstanding qualifications, and beautiful appearance, there are not a few men who like her.

It turned out that Ye Shaowen was punished by Wang Yun indiscriminately in front of the Chuangong Building, and it had already spread among the disciples, and all the disciples also sympathized with him.

Several people looked at the foot of the mountain and talked with emotion, each of them had some sympathy for each other, and Ye Shaowen didn't want to argue, but he could talk about it. saw Wang Yun walking straight towards Wanyu, with a smile on her face, wanting to talk about a conversation or two, she didn't squint, just replied lightly.

Just when Xiahou Yuan and several other sects were in charge of the discussion, there was an old Taoist with a long sword in his hand, flying in a crane, and when a few people saw it, they didn't dare to slack off, and they all stood solemnly. When the old man arrived, he said loudly: "Where are you waiting for a monk?" Xiahou Ya replied: "Back to Shangzhen, my four sects are the Fire Lotus Sect, the Liuyun Sect, the Qingyuan Mountain, and the Shanghua Sect, living in the south of the Yellow Water and the north foot of the Qi Mountain. ”

The old man nodded slightly, took out a scroll, opened it and looked at it for a while, and said to a few people: "I am the Huangting Sect Guihuan Peak Zifeng, although the period of the court meeting is still the day after tomorrow, but most of the sects in Shenzhou have already arrived in advance, you can rest by yourself in the southeast 1,200 miles, and then go up the mountain together the day after tomorrow. ”

Everyone's hearts were full of joy, it turned out that this person was actually the head of the Huang Tingzong lineage, although his cultivation had not yet been combined, but he also held a great position of power, and hurriedly said yes. The old man stopped talking and flew away on the crane.

Several masters returned to their respective spirit boats, ordered to go down, and several boats slowly fell to the southeast, and the elders of all the sects cast spells one after another, and in less than a moment, countless tents were formed on the vast plain. Ye Shaowen and other male Bigu disciples lived in one room, and two of the female disciples were inconvenient, so they lived with Wanyu.

Soon after, it was twilight, I saw the moon and stars shining in the sky above Zhongzhu Mountain, and countless auroras were scattered, extremely beautiful, Ye Shaowen's heart moved, walked to a secluded and uninhabited place, took out the color conch and shouted a few times, and sure enough, he soon got the sound of Wanyu.

He tidied up his clothes slightly, his heart was uncontrollable, and he couldn't help pacing back and forth, as if he was doing something with a weak heart, and it didn't take long to see a figure of Na slowly coming from the darkness, and before the person approached, he said coquettishly: "At this time, what are you calling me out for?"

Xu is dead of night, there is no one around, Ye Shaowen heard this voice and felt even more rippling in his heart. When she approached, she hugged her into her arms, and Wanyu struggled slightly, but Ye Shaowen refused to let go at all, so she gave up. The beauty is in her arms, warm and fragrant like jade, in the dark, Ye Shaowen only feels the hot fragrance in his ears and cheeks, he is more intoxicated, and he hugs him tighter......

Just as the two were embracing each other and being intoxicated, they suddenly heard the sound of drinking water, followed by the sound of stained eating, the two were startled, and hurriedly let go of each other's clothes. But he laughed and said: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I've disturbed the two donors, please continue, I don't exist as a monk, haha." ”

Ye Shaowen hurriedly looked up, and saw a fat monk sitting on the rock above, shaking a wine jug in his left hand, and holding a large dog leg in his right hand, which was extremely greasy, and he was enjoying it with a mouthful on the left. Seeing Ye Shaowen looking over, he smiled again, and said: "Don't blame the monk, under this sacred mountain, everyone can come, how can you guarantee that you won't bump into each other!

Ye Shaowen was surprised at first, this monk drinks wine and eats meat, he is not taboo at all, his cultivation is unpredictable, but he is not an ordinary person, after hearing this, he saw Wanyu's face was ashamed and angry, and then said coldly: "The master is not the kind of person who is not a vulgar person at first glance, but how dare we compare with the master?"

The monk said, "Hehe, boy, aren't you?" The girl, you are not either?" Both of them were stunned when they heard this, if they were really people who respected the world, they would not have come together like they do now. The monk smiled and ate wine and meat to himself.

Wanyu's face flushed and did not retreat, she calmed down a little, and said to the monk: "I hope that the seniors will forgive me for the previous rudeness, I wonder if the seniors can give the name?" The monk said: "Hmph, you juniors don't know if you say it, the monk has no precepts and no laws." ”

Ye Shaowen said curiously: "But not only does the master not have any precepts, but what laws do they have?"

The monk smiled mysteriously, did not answer, drank two sips of wine, wiped his mouth, and then put away the wine and meat, straightened the monk's clothes, stood up, folded his hands, and whispered: "Amitabha." Ye Shaowen saw that he instantly became solemn, he really looked like a monk who had attained the Tao!

The monk said: "Meeting is fate, and the old man should be a person of creation." Then he took out the wine jug and said: "This magic weapon is given to you, don't despise it, it may save your life at a critical moment, if there is really a crisis, you can apply it mana, and shake it twice, and the old man will rush to make a move as appropriate." Ye Shaowen guessed that this monk's cultivation should be extremely high, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one at the moment, so he received a thank you in his hand.

The monk laughed, seemed to return to his previous appearance, and strode away.

Ye Shaowen said with a smile: "I don't know what the intention of this predecessor is, and don't care about it, we will do ours." ”

Wan Yu chirped: "What else do you want to do? Why don't you look at the wine jug quickly, wouldn't it be bad if he was playing?" Ye Shaowen thought about it, but he looked left and right that this wine jug was mediocre, maybe because he was lowly in cultivation, and he couldn't see it, so he put it in the storage bag.

The two sat together in the night, whispering softly and making affection, until late at night, before going back.

The day after tomorrow, I only heard the loud sound of the Hong Bell, resounding through the sky, all kinds of fairy birds and beasts on the mountainside, and auspicious clouds on the top of the mountain, these were naturally attracted by the immortal qi of the Zhongzhu Divine Mountain, but they were not like the day when the Liuyun Sect forcibly ingested them, and the grades were also very different.

Later, there was a long and solemn music faintly sounded, and people couldn't help but straighten their clothes and stand solemnly, not daring to blaspheme easily.

After a while, a Cangyue voice came from the front of the mountain: "This Dao is purple and green, and I will temporarily guide you to go up the mountain." The sound surrounded hundreds of thousands of miles below the mountain, and it was not stopped for a long time, and the monks under the mountain were even quieter, listening attentively. Ziqing said again: "Please go up the mountain in the order in which I read it." Dongzhou Pingyuan Shanjiang River Sect, Huangshan East Xiaoling Valley, Beizhou Qinghe Sect...... The four sects of Qishan, the two sects of the Golden Valley, ......" Yin Changzong and the others heard this, and led the people to slowly fly towards the top of the sacred mountain.