After some greetings, the old lady's condition was not serious, and the little Taoist priest quickly turned out an extremely small and exquisite pill box from a dark compartment, selected three golden pills, and handed them to the old lady behind the old lady.

It was more than a year of whaleback crane with a group of disciples and grandchildren, disgraced, fried countless Dan furnaces, consumed half of the wood of Niutou Mountain, and used up the gold pill that took a year to refine. There were only eight in total, and three were given away so easily by this little junior brother. Afterwards, he didn't fall asleep for several days.

Ye Qingxuan looked at this little Taoist priest who looked nervous every time he saw him, and he already had a good skin, although the Taoist robe did not fit, he still couldn't hide his wise and handsome expression, and he became more and more out of the ordinary.

"Is this the divine sword that flew out of the Tongou River?", Wang Chengyan looked at the sword hanging from Yang Ze's waist, only two of the Nine Dragon Pearls were shining, and the remaining seven were dim. That day, he and Tianningzi witnessed the changes in Wangjiang Stone.

"En", Yang Ze's horizontal sword was handed to Wang Chengyan.

Wang Chengyan hurriedly waved his hand, I don't like swords, just look at it from a distance.

Wang Chengyan is still the same as when he was a child, never touching weapons.

"How are you going to revitalize the Yuxu Palace of Niutou Mountain? It won't be changed into a medical hall, right?", the last words of the Zhuji Taoist sixteen years ago I don't know how this immature little Taoist priest can shoulder it, but fortunately, there is a master brother who doesn't know how many nails he has lived, and it seems that this senior brother still has two brushes. He put away the Qingfeng Sword, looked at the statue of Taishang Laojun in the main hall, and asked Wang Chengyan jokingly.

"I don't know either", Wang Chengyan's biggest headache is this matter, every time he thinks of it, he has no clue, as long as he goes with the flow. He hadn't learned martial arts at all, he didn't want to learn it, didn't the ancestor also say "do nothing, have nothing to do, and have no taste", he simply didn't think about it.

"I haven't thought about it", the little Taoist priest looked helpless, "Fortunately, there is still Senior Brother Jiao, who is still practicing swords in retreat at Xiaohu Peak, the geyser between the small pot peaks gushes all year round, and he has entered the Taiqing Realm early with a Xuanjia withered sword in one hand, and may be able to compete with those real people in Wudang Mountain who are popular in the dynasty in the future."

"Let me tell you a fun place, in the Qinglian Peak of Niutou Mountain, there is a perennial gathering of water to form a mountaintop lake, the lake water is clear, like a flat mirror. The last time I herded the cow, the green cow got lost. I followed the ox's hoof prints all the way up, and finally found this beautiful place", the little Taoist priest watched the elder brother in charge talk to the old lady of the Yang Mansion, and several people slowly walked out of the Dan room and whispered to the prince.

"What's so nice about that, Xieyue Lake is much better than your Qinglian Peak Mirror Lake", Ye Qingxuan looked disdainful, the most important thing in Jiangzhou is the lake.

"No, no", the little Taoist priest glanced at the county lord, his eyes were full of coquettishness, and his eyebrows were like autumn. He hurriedly lowered his head and said in his heart, "She looks beautiful when she is angry." He explained in a low voice, "When I meditate there, there will be some strange scenes in the mirror lake, and it seems that there are dragons swimming some time ago, which is extremely strange."

"Is there such a strange thing?". Shizi looked at the little Taoist priest, with a strange look, walked a few steps out, and said sharply, "What tricks are you playing, you said that it is easy to borrow and repay, and it is not difficult to borrow again, what about books?"

"The prince is magnanimous, let's be lenient for a few more days, you know that this mountain is very boring, not like the palace", the little Taoist priest pleaded with a smile on his face.

"Let's go, go and see the mirror lake you said", the county lord looked at the two people whispering, stepped forward, and dragged the little Taoist priest to leave.

As soon as he took two steps, Uncle Xiao remembered something and beckoned to the middle-aged Taoist priest who was busy in the corner of the main hall.

"Uncle Shi, do you have any instructions?"

On the mountain, Wang Chengyan is young, but regardless of age, the Taoist is young. Therefore, the closed disciples of this Zhuji Taoist are lined up with dozens of uncles who are old Taoists with crane hair and children, and they are also the uncles and ancestors of these knowledgeable guests and sacrificial wine priests, so they are all respectful to him.

"I don't think there are any terminally ill people among these people, you still take medicine according to the "Jade Letter Prescription". He pointed to the green ox that was tied to the door and kept chewing the reins, and it seemed that the green ox was also used to being loose and did not want to be restrained. "The green cow has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, so I'll let the cow go first in the past few days", he handed the herbs in the basket to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

A cow took the lead, and the three of them looked up the hill and left.

Climbing a mountain is a physical job.

Soon the path was gone, and the three of them followed the hoof prints of the cow and walked towards the horn peak step by step. The sound of gurgling water in my ears became louder and louder, from tinkling dong to thundering and galloping.

Halfway, Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, signaling that he couldn't walk. took out the champa and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, the continuous climbing made Ye Qingxuan a little breathing, her face was ruddy, her delicate body was undulating, like a red rhododendron swaying in the wind after the rain, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.

"How do you know that those people are not seriously ill?" she looked at the little Taoist priest of the upside-down hanging waterfall with a pleasant expression.

"Looking, smelling, asking, and cutting, hope is the first, which is recorded in the obscure text in the "Qianjin Yin Yang Gengjiao Jue" left by the ancestor of the Northern School", Wang Chengyan scratched his head, talking and laughing freely, not like a person who has climbed the mountain.

"What kind of messy southern and northern factions", the county lord reprimanded, "The green cow will be brought over and I will ride", Ye Qingxuan looked at the strong and fat green cow, stopped in front, lowered his head and gnawed the grass, and said angrily.

Looking at the towering main peak, Qinglian Peak, the little uncle and ancestor happily pulled the green cow over and let Ye Qingxuan sit on it.

This green cow is very human, and Ye Qingxuan feels that sitting on it feels more comfortable than his lion skull with a soft saddle.

"Stupid Taoist, why didn't you say earlier that this cow can be ridden", Ye Qingxuan sat on the green cow and muttered, and the little Taoist priest lowered his head and smiled.

With a stick of incense, in front of the three people, the peaks turned around, and the waterfall flew down from the high cliff. As far as the eye can see, the six dragons return to the sun, the waves are reversed, and the stream rushes and roars very spectacularly.

On the bluestone that is more than 20 zhang wide, under the waterfall, the water drops pass through the stone, forming a five-zhang wide pool. Layers of splashes are stirring in the pool, and the water is crystal clear not far away, dozens of meters deep, which shows the strength of the water potential.

Wang Chengyan wiped the sweat on his forehead and praised, "I heard my senior brother say, once my master Zhuji Taoist once said: The wild goose swings and the dragon is under the eyes, the waterfall of a hundred zhang shakes the valley, the heaven-given god flow is three thousand zhang, and the smoke in the air is beautiful, and it is the most appropriate for the occasion."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, pretty and crimson.

Half a pillar of incense, the eyes suddenly opened up, and they had reached the top of the flat mountain.

Shizi looked down from the peak and realized that it was no wonder that the waterfall was so vigorous along the way. Originally, Qinglian Peak went up from the waterfall, the terrain rises layer by layer like terraces, exactly eighteen stacks, the waterfall turns eighteen bends in a row, at the last turn, accumulates strength, rushes the mountain and breaks the wall, forms this magnificent eighteen stacks of waterfalls.

Standing on the horns of this Niutou Mountain, the clouds and mist are misty, the wind is refreshing, and it is refreshing. Looking around, through the misty white clouds, Yang Ze felt that the entire dynasty was in full view. At this moment, the clear stream on the summit is murmuring, very quiet, and the deafening roar is gradually distant, and it is no longer audible.

The surrounding maple trees are lush and the peaks are stacked with greenery.

Sure enough, in the middle of the peak, green as blue, a flat mirror lake, inlaid in the middle.

There is a rock that has gone through wind and rain next to the mirror lake, which is engraved with the three big characters of "Sumeru", and I don't know which generation of Taoists left ink treasures here. The three of them sat next to the calm mirror lake and looked into the lake for a long time.

The water of this mirror lake is really calm, like a smooth mirror. The blue sky and white clouds in the sky are reflected in the lake, and occasionally a crane flies in the air, and the reflection lake is clearly visible in the reflection lake of the verdant maple forest around it.

Yang Ze looked at it for a long time without any signs of a dragon, he rubbed his sour neck, and looked up at the little Taoist priest who was meditating, "Where are there any natural visions?"

"See? There is a koi swimming around in the lake", Wang Chengyan looked at his nose and nose, pointed to the scene in the lake, and raised his head to call Yang Ze and Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan's neck was already sore at this moment, she raised her moving and clear eyes, and just glanced at the little Taoist, the Danfeng eyes were like the clear mountaintop lake of this lake.

The little Taoist priest's heart moved, and he hurriedly lowered his head, and the scene of "ten thousand carp facing the sky" in the lake disappeared again.

"Stupid Taoist, stay on the mountain every day, what are you thinking? Where is the scene of 10,000-tailed koi, it's just that the white clouds in the sky are reflected in this clear bottom, and the clouds and mist change", Ye Qingxuan scolded the honest and honest little Taoist priest quite dissatisfied, and the little Taoist priest was thin-skinned, and suddenly blushed again.

After that, the little uncle was actually raised by his ears and taught a lesson. Fortunately, this is the forbidden place of Yuxu Palace, and no one sees it, otherwise this uncle and ancestor will preach and preach the scriptures in the future, how to explain this good show of "tiger bullying ancestors"?

The little Taoist priest lowered his head in shame, "I really saw the sight of 10,000 carp facing the sky, but I can't see it now." The little Taoist priest rubbed his ears and looked at the lake with a confused expression, "It's really strange."

"It seems that I really have my own cranky thoughts", Wang Chengyan muttered to himself, the head of the sect and the three senior brothers have also been here, and they all said that they only saw the white clouds in their reflections, and the cranes that occasionally flew by, and there were no spectacles and visions. He also thought that a few senior brothers were deliberately joking with him, and he didn't know how many times he had been deceived by them since he was a child, but this time he completely believed that he was wrong, "But how can the things in front of him be fake? The last time Senior Brother Jiao came, he clearly saw a mighty white tiger."

Fortunately, there are a lot of flowers on this mountain, clustered on the side of Mirror Lake. Ye Qingxuan likes flowers the most, he picked a bouquet of flowers from the lake, braided them into a flower hat and wore them on thousands of green silks, his pretty face was crimson, just like a beautiful butterfly flying out of the flowers.

In the distance, there were dark clouds on a mountain, and it was black, "What is that?".

"It should be the Xiafei Mountain of the Wind Thunder Sect", the little Taoist said, it turned out that Niutou Mountain and the Wind Thunder Sect looked across the river.

The top of the mountain is the forbidden place of the Yuxu Palace of Niutou Mountain, except for the elder brother and a few junior brothers, no one is allowed to set foot on the top of this Qinglian Peak, it is said that the ancestor Cheng Yi was born here.

Yang Ze looked from afar, and at the Jiaojiao Peak on the side of Qinglian Peak, a red-topped crane flew by. "Are there many cranes here?", he watched a pair of cranes fall in the distance to rest.

"Yes, on the side of Qinglian Peak, there are flocks of soaring cranes, and I don't know where they came from", Wang Chengyan picked up the stream, washed the dust on his face, and a feather in the air fell into the stream, causing ripples.

"Yes, I thought of taking it down the mountain?", the county lord clapped his hands, looked at the crane, and suddenly remembered something.

"How bad the scenery should be when the qin is burned and boiled by the crane", the little Taoist priest said worriedly, and dared to dissuade him.

Ye Qingxuan knocked on the door of the little Taoist priest's head, "You... You... When will you be able to enlighten?".

The little Taoist priest was not annoyed, and smiled all over his face, "When it is time to open the mind, it will naturally open the mind."

The angry county lord smoked and couldn't cry or laugh.

"I saw that Master Wei's feather fan was a little broken that day, I want to check some feathers for Master Wei to make a feather fan, you see that the feathers here are big and beautiful", Ye Qingxuan stroked the hair that was blown by the breeze, stomped his feet, rolled up his Xuanwen cloud sleeves, and looked innocent.

"Good idea, good idea," the little Taoist priest echoed.

If he saw this scene, he would definitely shake his head, "I don't understand, I don't understand."

Sunset.

At the entrance of the Yuxu Palace, three carriages were parked.

Several big men snuggled up to the carriage and took a nap, and when they looked at it, several people were dressed in blue narrow-sleeved bat-patterned suits, clean and neat, and a carriage bead curtain was blown by the wind, and it seemed to be a bright weapon inside.