The sight returned to Tianjun Mountain, it was the middle of summer at this time, Tianjun Mountain was exposed to the sun like a furnace, although many buildings have cold alleys and patios for ventilation and heat dissipation, but helplessly this wind is hot, the cooling effect is really average, there is still Bingjian in the house of the head elder, and the other disciples do not have that treatment, and they are thinking of ways to cool off the heat.

Let's say that one day, the elders have something to go out, which coincides with Pingyao's birthday, and Biyun asked Pingyao to go on a tour with three or five friends. We set off early in the morning.

"Biyun, have you heard the elders say that Tianjun Mountain is the coolest in Shu Peak, it is wrapped by two peaks, staying on it is like staying at the bottom of the valley, it can't be hot for two hours a day. Zixuan proposed: "Why don't we go up there and enjoy the coolness." ”

"I don't think it's that hot, it's cool where there's woods. Qin Lan couldn't walk anymore, so she found a stone and sat down.

"Don't forget, we're here to cultivate, and you haven't started yet. Biyun patted Pingyao on the shoulder and said: "There is a pavilion on the top of this Shu Peak, why don't we compare them to see who climbs up first." ”

"You stop the meeting first, and when you get to the place, it's not too late to compete. Pingyao seems to enjoy the process of climbing the mountain, sometimes looking up, sometimes looking into the distance, just like a tourist.

Everyone laughed and played along the way, and before they knew it, they came to the peak.

I saw the big book on this pavilion "Rain Pavilion" three words, wood grain black characters, slightly cracked, it seems that some years.

One person sits in the pavilion and writes a poem on the wall of the pavilion:

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Thinking about the heart does not change the road of fame,

The cold window reads hard and everything is empty.

If he will be in the middle of the day,

The thief is famous.

Pingyao saw that this person was eight feet tall, nearly forty years old, in a white robe and scarf, and his bearing was extraordinary. Then he stepped forward and asked, "May I ask the gentleman's name?" ”

"Your surname is Wang, and your single name is a Shengzi. Wang Sheng bowed slightly and said: "I thought it was an idle house in the mountain pavilion, and the text made the wall, please understand." ”

"Where is it~" Pingyao's eyes lit up and said: "Sir, but is it the Wang Sheng who wrote "Da Kunfu"?"

"It's down there. ”

"Seeing you today, Sansheng is lucky. Pingyao said: "I like your sentence very much, 'The bird flutters its wings, and it is difficult to stop in the clouds; ”

"What's the use of this?" Wang Sheng smiled bitterly: "If there is chaos today, even if you have the ambition of Lingyun and the talent of Qilin, I am afraid it will be difficult to make a difference." ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"You cultivate in this Tianjun Mountain all day long, and you can provide yourself with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, but you don't want me to come all the way, but what I see is a different scene......" Wang Sheng told everyone about the situation in the world one by one, and everyone sighed after hearing it.

Biyun saw that the atmosphere was a little dull, so he said: "Today is Pingyao's birthday, let's not talk about these unhappy things." ”

"Mr. Today, can you ask Mr. to improvise and show off his style?"

"When you first arrive in the Heavenly Monarch Treasure Land, how dare you make a mistake? I see that Brother Ping is rising, so it is better for you to come. ”

Biyun saw that the two were undecided, so he said: "Since you are so involved, it is better for you to create one together, and there will be a commemoration in the future." ”

"This proposal is good!" Pingyao was overjoyed, and respectfully invited Wang Sheng: "Let's take this landscape as the theme, how about it?"

"I'm Bin, you are the master, how can there be a reason to dominate the guest, just follow what Brother Ping said. ”

Pingyao no longer shirked: "Then I'll throw bricks and lead the way." ”

Pingyao wrote down:

Lushui summer solstice, hotter than Nanyang. When it's my birthday, I want to travel with friends. Abundant and graceful, the slender of Junbei women, quick thinking, and Wang Shengjun's erudition. The mountain is high and the road is far away, without losing leisure, playing with water and stones, highlighting Yazhi. Smell the beauty of Shu Mountain, and read the beauty of the famous lake. The ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the negative potential is competing to show vitality; the clear water reflects the moon, and the fish is flying at the shallow bottom. The mountains are full of rocks and vines. The pine path winds and the road is far away, and the high and low hearts do not know. The strange cypress dancing on the side of the road, the branches and leaves are combined, and the colorful butterflies that amuse in the mountains fly like wings.

It's June, and the dog days have not yet arrived. The spring breeze is exhausted and the green leaves are new, and the summer sun is exposed and the heat is surging. Sending a long journey to the ruts, looking for the beautiful scenery in Shu Mountain, thinking about the heroes of the ancestors, visiting the heroic soul of the deceased. The jasper ring is inscribed, stretching endlessly, and the sparkling waves are rippling, and the glow is ten thousand acres. The mountain pavilion is a lonely temple, showing the bleakness of the green forest, and the ancient bridge crosses the water, overflowing with elegant fragrance.

After everyone looked at it, they nodded and praised, Wang Sheng knew that Pingyao had a lot of praise for himself between the lines, and said with a smile: "Brother Ping has won the award." ”

After speaking, he turned around and splashed ink, and stood on the paper:

Through the flowing clouds, the cracked stones, the sound of the stumbling of the beautiful scenery, and the bells ringing through the sunset. The sound of the breeze in the mountains, the sound of the water in the forest. Graceful and beautiful, haunting the ears. The mountains and rivers play with the water, and the tourists and the lonely shadow accompany each other. Harmony and peace, the heart has the thought of red dust, the song is lofty, and the ambition is ambitious.

Walk around the mountain, walking slowly with a cane. Step among the rocks and wade into the flowers. After a while, it swirled and retired. Thinking of Shennong in the grass, thinking of the big chun in the ancient wood. The sea of clouds is under the foot, and the fog is empty between the fingers. The road is rugged and the scenery is charming, and the mountain atmosphere is green and colorful. Shushan is light and cold, and respects the people who are capped, Ling Yu is lofty, and it is difficult to overcome the courage of the sky. Seeing that the mountain is small and not climbing, how long will it take to become a great cause?

Fortunately, a long time of good luck and good things are resourceful. Winning friends gather together, set up an enterprising covenant, heaven and earth Shu Peak, and jointly prove the alliance of the sea.

"It's really like words, all in one go. Pingyao also smiled: "Biyun and I are not what Mr. said, which makes Mr. laugh." ”

The two cherished each other, hated each other late, and unknowingly, they talked for a day.

In the evening, everyone went down the mountain, and Wang Sheng also said goodbye to everyone and went straight to Lushui Town.