After a pause, Meng Hao and the others continued to set off towards the top of the mountain, and arrived at the top of Qingcheng Mountain at three o'clock in the afternoon, where the outside sect of the Qingcheng faction was located.

Qingcheng Mountain is divided into front and back mountains, Meng Hao and others immediately visited many scenic spots in Qianshan, including Shangqing Palace, Jianfu Palace, Patriarch Palace, Yuanming Palace and other Qingcheng Palace and natural scenery such as Wudongtian, Chaoyang Cave, etc.

Until the night came, Meng Hao and others stayed in the Shangqing Palace, there is a special reception hall for tourists, Meng Hao and others plan to continue to visit the scenery of the back mountain tomorrow.

The Qingcheng faction follows Taoism, and there are many disciples in the palace, similar to the outer disciples of Maoshan, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction here are all miscellaneous disciples, and they belong to the lowest level of disciples in the Qingcheng faction, and are responsible for the daily life of the outer gate.

But what amazed Meng Hao was that even these disciples were all spiritual root people, each of them had strong spirits and steady steps, and they were cultivators at a glance.

After Meng Hao and the others moved into their respective guest rooms under the arrangement of the miscellaneous disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, Meng Hao found an excuse to go to the main hall of the Shangqing Palace.

At this time, a group of Qingcheng miscellaneous disciples had just finished their day's work and were about to practice in the main hall when they saw Meng Hao's figure coming from the apse.

"Isn't the donor sleeping so late?" one of the little Taoist priests came to Meng Hao and asked aloud.

"I am a disciple of the inner sect of Maoshan Mountain, and I am here to ask Daoyou a question. Meng Hao clenched his fists and said, and then took out his Maoshan Inner Sect disciple's token from his arms.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Maoshan, I don't know what Daoist wants to ask?" The little Taoist priest checked Meng Hao's token, confirmed Meng Hao's identity, and said politely.

"I want to buy some spirit materials, how do I get to the Inner Realm Qingcheng?" Meng Hao took back the token and asked.

"There is a Lianyun Peak in the back mountain, there is a peach blossom forest on the peak, and there is a peach blossom pool in the forest. The little Taoist priest explained.

"Thank you for informing me, so I won't disturb your practice. Meng Hao then took his leave and left.

Early the next morning, Meng Hao and others had breakfast, and the group headed towards the back mountain, the scenery of the back mountain is numerous, there are 36 peaks and 108 scenes, from the front mountain, the mountain peaks are connected, and vaguely presents a picture of the sleeping dragon.

It wasn't until noon that Meng Hao and his entourage enjoyed less than a third of the beautiful scenery, and everyone had lunch and rested at a farmhouse built on the edge of Wulong Lake.

"I have something to do in the afternoon to be separated from you for a while, you play by yourself first, and I will look for you when I return. During the lunch break, Meng Hao said to Tingting.

"Where are you going?" asked Tingting, confused.

"I'm going to go to the small world of Qingcheng Sect to buy some things and come back soon. Meng Hao didn't lie, and said truthfully.

"Little world, I want to see it too. Tingting's eyes flashed with curiosity.

"No, only immortal cultivators can enter there. Meng Hao explained.

"Okay. Tingting immediately agreed in frustration.

Meng Hao looked at Tingting's depressed appearance, he couldn't bear it and was helpless, Tingting also had the idea of cultivating immortals after learning that there was an immortal cultivation world in this world, but unfortunately Tingting's human soul has no spiritual root, and there is no possibility of cultivating immortals.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Meng Hao took the first step to the Lianyun Peak mentioned by the little Taoist, as the highest peak of Qingcheng Mountain, Lianyun Peak is like the dragon claw of Wolong, and the scenery of the upper part is blocked by clouds and mist, revealing mystery.

Because of its height into the clouds, many tourists come here to enjoy the view among the clouds, but the steep and towering mountain is also prohibitive for many people.

Meng Hao spent an hour to come to the top of the mountain covered by clouds and mist, and a cloud of cool clouds and mist swept around him, within reach, immediately giving people a feeling of a fairy world.

There is no peach blossom forest on the top of the mountain, only an ancient pine tree that I don't know how many years old stands on the edge of the cliff, and other than that is a rocky hill.

Meng Hao didn't show a surprised look, took out a psychic talisman and blessed it in his eyes, only to see that layers of spatial ripples appeared in the ordinary chaotic stone hill, and the original chaotic stones turned into peach trees full of peach blossoms.

Meng Hao walked into the peach blossom forest, a hundred steps deeper, a clear pool appeared in the middle of the peach blossom forest, bottomless, a few peach petals floating on the surface of the mirror-like lake, full of poetry and picturesqueness.

Knowing that he was not looking for the wrong place, Meng Hao took out his Maoshan token, came to the edge of the pool, and jumped into the pool, causing a layer of ripples on the calm surface of the pool, and Meng Hao's figure disappeared.

Not long after Meng Hao disappeared, two figures also came to the top of the mountain, and when enjoying the dreamy scenery surrounded by clouds and mist, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, obviously remembering that there was a figure in front of him, why he was not found here.

Meng Hao, who jumped into the pool, did not feel the coolness of the pool, the white light in front of him covered his eyes, and Meng Hao felt the feeling of falling.

This fall didn't last long, Meng Hao's feet stepped on the ground, a noise filled Meng Hao's ears, the white light disappeared, and Meng Hao had already come to the Qingcheng where he was.

Qingcheng's first feeling to Meng Hao was that the aura was sufficient, the aura here was the same as the inner door world of Maoshan, and as soon as he arrived here, Meng Hao felt the restlessness of the essence in his body.

Standing at the crossroads of a wide street, the buildings on both sides of the street were all ancient buildings, and most of the cultivators who came and went were wearing ancient costumes or sect costumes, and few were wearing modern clothes.

Behind him is a huge stone stele, engraved with two big characters of Qingcheng, around the stele is a circle of teleportation array, the teleportation array will light up from time to time white light, among which someone walked out, and he is now in one of the teleportation arrays.

Looking around, Meng Hao found that there were three shops at this intersection that were related to the Qingcheng faction, namely Evergreen Hall, Qinglian Pavilion and Early Morning Auction House, occupying the most advantageous position at this intersection, and the decoration of the façade was also very luxurious.

Because it was the first time to come to Qingcheng, Meng Hao wanted to take a closer look at what kind of existence Qingcheng was, and walked into a street at random.

Meng Hao found that most of the shops on both sides of this street were shops selling equipment, mainly refining magic weapon arrays, and many of the shops were founded by sects.

Meng Hao even saw the existence of a house called Maoshan Hall after walking hundreds of steps, and there was a flag with a unique Maoshan logo hanging on the outside of the store.

Meng Hao walked in with interest, the shop was not big, only one guy took care of the store, and the shelves were full of many cultivation magic weapons, of all kinds, such as copper coin swords, gossip mirrors, soul bells, ecstasy arrays and other magic weapons.

These magic weapons are biased towards catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits, and most of the grades of magic weapons are at the spirit weapon level, only one or two belong to the lower grade of magic weapons, and the immortal level doesn't even think about it, it's not realistic at all.