A few days later, the army of Qianniuwei rushed to the outside of Pingyuan County.

Under the bright sunshine, the flags are waved in front of the city gate, tens of thousands of Xuanjia iron troops are waiting in line, a golden luan driving a carriage stands in the center, and the golden drum flags and crank yellow umbrellas stand on both sides.

In front of Luan's drive, a veteran in a golden armor robe stood alone on a horse.

"The King of the Plains is here. "Xu Ya's way.

The veteran of the Xuanrobe jumped off his horse and saluted: "The King of the Plains greets His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Zhimin has seen my uncle. Wu Zhimin hurriedly stepped forward, supported the king of the plains, and said, "Don't be rude to the family, let's go back to the palace to see my aunt together." ”

"In front of the officials, do not lose the courtesy of the monarch and the ministers. As soon as the King of the Plains retreated, he waved his hand to the city and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, please come to the city." ”

Luan's chariot slowly galloped down the streets of Pingyuan County, and the king of Pingyuan rode a horse and led a large army to accompany him.

Wu Zhimin was curious about the Mobei style, opened the curtains of the Luanche and looked at the scenery in the city, only to see the flow of people on both sides of the street, all looking at the Luanche, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly saw dozens of monks with Maitreya masks squeezing around in the crowd.

"Uncle, this group of monks with Maitreya masks is very strange, what is the origin?"

"That is the Maitreya monks of the Society, it is rumored that the Maitreya Society is a group of tomb robbers who touch the gold school captain, after making a fortune and becoming a monk, atonement in front of the Buddha, after the natural disaster, the Maitreya Society in the counties of Pingyuan County held a 'righteous charity' disaster relief to help the victims get through the difficulties, believers wear masks are taken from the Buddhist family without self, no one, no longevity, no sentient beings, thousands of people, all beings are equal. ”

"There is no self, no one, no longevity. Wu Zhimin put down the car curtain, his face became melancholy, his expression was a little trance for a moment, and he said softly: "The imperial power is above, can all beings really be equal?"

The blue sky is clear, on a big river with rippling blue waves, the river wind blows slowly, blowing the turbulent blue water, the silver fish jumps, and the white bird flies.

A large wooden boat with two sails rode the wind and waves, cut through the turquoise water, and the lonely boat went down the river.

Su Ziang squatted at the stern of the boat, waving a large banana fan in his hand, and kept fanning the wind towards the charcoal fire under a large soup urn, and a faint fragrance in the soup urn diffused everywhere in the river breeze.

"Brother Ziang. Qing Yao squatted on the board with a quiet face, looked at Su Ziang's every move curiously, and asked, "After drinking these three white jade soups, can you really make your skin as white as jade?"

"Of course. Su Ziang wiped the sweat on his face and boasted: "My three white jade soup is the secret recipe of Gongyan, and I often drink it to keep your skin as white as jade, and there is no falsehood." ”

"Brother Ziang has discussed something, will you let me drink the first bowl of soup?" Qing Yao's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "I also want to make my skin whiter!"

"It's not good. Su Ziang said to Ai Ai: "Shui Zhenren said that she wants to drink the first bowl of soup, if Sister Qingyao drinks it first, will Shui Zhenren and her old man knock me off the boat?"

"Brother Ziang just said the wrong thing, if you let the master know this, he will immediately drive you off the boat. Qing Yao's face tensed, and she asked threateningly, "Do you want to know what's wrong?"

The river breeze is slow, the sun is like practice, and Qing Yao, bathed in the sun, is as beautiful as a little elf, without waiting for Su Ziang to reply, she smiled and said another temptation condition: "Brother Ziang wants to join the Taihua faction?"

"Yes, I want to join the Taihua faction!" After seeing Qing Yao and Jin Yihui, Su Ziang's greatest wish was to join the Taihua faction, he immediately obediently scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to Qing Yao, asking, "What I just said was wrong?"

"My master loves stinky beauty the most, don't respect her as an old man. Qing Yao stretched out her little nose to smell the soup first, blew two breaths into the soup, then tasted the soup, and praised: "It tastes really good." ”

Su Ziang asked: "My household registration was snatched away by the mountain bandits, can I join the Taihua faction?"

"I'll discuss and discuss the master first, but it really won't work, I'll go and ask Uncle Mu to try, Uncle Mu is the best person to speak. Qing Yao slowly drank the soup in one gulp and said, "However, the disciples who have just entered the mountain gate have to do miscellaneous labor for one to two years, and they are very tired. ”

"I'm not afraid of being tired, I'm afraid that real people won't take me in. Su Ziang suddenly asked, "Is Taihua Mountain very big?"

"It is said to be a hundred thousand mountains, and there are cranes, spirit deer, and spirit apes in the nearby mountains. Qing Yao turned around and sat back on the board, she erected her knees, held her chin in her hand, and said: "There are all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures in the mountains in the distance, spiritual grass demon beasts, Senior Sister Jin often enters the Taihua Thousand Realms Mountain alone to practice. ”

"Senior Sister Jin is very powerful, isn't she?"

"Of course, the eldest sister in the new disciples of Xiushui Peak, the cultivator madman in the Taihua faction. Qing Yao looked at Su Ziang and asked, "Brother Ziang, do you want to know Senior Sister Jin?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Su Ziang hurriedly said: "The beautiful woman has a big temper, and she pinchs, twists, bites, and flashes knives at every turn, which is simply scared to death." ”

"Brother Ziang, I found that you are not good at talking, and the beautiful woman has a big temper?" Qingyao Liu Ye raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Are you saying that I am ugly?"

Su Ziang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that talking to a woman was really a science, and he immediately smiled and said, "Sister Qingyao, I'll boil you a pheasant wolfberry soup to taste when I go back." ”

"Pheasant and wolfberry soup?" Qing Yao immediately came to her senses and said, "It's good to hear this name, the taste should be extremely fragrant, when will you give me a taste?"

"Tomorrow. ”

More than ten days later, a majestic group of mountains appeared in front of the river, and the galleon slowly approached the pier, and all the repairs on board went ashore one by one.

"Brother Ziang, the Taihua faction has three gates, this is the back door, the front door faces south, there is a very large county town called Huaqing City under the mountain, and there is a side gate ......"

Half a day later, the group has approached the mountains, only to see the clouds and mist between the peaks, the fairy breath is swirling, two goshawks swept out from the peaks, a scream, one circled, and did not enter the clouds and mist.

Shui Luanzi's white robe was like snow, his sleeves were fluttering, and he walked in the wind like a fairy, and most of the rest of the disciples trotted all the way to follow, Su Ziang and more than a dozen men drove two ox carts and delayed.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, everyone walked for several hours from the time they saw the mountains, and only then did they really walk to the foot of the mountain, among the green pines, a sharp black pavilion top was faintly exposed.

"It's time to Yingsong Pavilion. The man in black, whom he met in Plains County, exclaimed breathlessly.

Yingsong Pavilion direction of the figure swaying, a total of eight young Taoist priests before and after flying over, the robe is divided into green, red, yellow, black four colors, on both sides of the mountain road corresponding to standing, one side of each four colors, beautiful and majestic.

"Disciple Du Meng, Jin should not be ordered by Master Jin Kunzi to welcome Uncle Shui back to the mountain!"

"Disciple Zhou Jian, why don't you follow the order of Master Mu Sangzi to welcome Uncle Shui back to the mountain!"

"Disciple Niu Ba, Chang Zijian is on the order of Master Huo Yanzi to welcome Uncle Shui back to the mountain!"

"Disciple Yao Sheng, Ma Zizhang is ordered by Master Tu Tingzi to welcome Uncle Shui back to the mountain!"

The eight men looked magnificent, each carrying a spirit sword, the wide robes were fluttering in the mountain breeze, and the words were all in unison, and a grand welcome momentum made people feel like a spring breeze and rejoice.

"No courtesy. Shui Luanzi smiled slightly and said, "Where did Senior Brother Mu learn this welcome technique? ”

"Shizun and the three uncles gathered in the Taihua Palace, looking forward to the meeting of the water uncle. The black-robed Taoist priest Du took a step forward in response.

"Lead the way in front of the head. ”

The mountain road is made of huge rocks, which can accommodate two carriages running side by side, and the railings on both sides are made of arm-like pine poles, and the terrain rises higher and higher.

The mountain wind is howling, and the clouds and mist are diffused at the feet, gradually like entering a fairyland.

Su Ziang felt a sense of solemnity in his heart, just by a wide mountain road in Taihua Mountain, he could feel the great efforts of the disciples of the Taihua faction in the past generations, and he immediately admired the Taihua faction a little more, and was a little more happy.

"Brother Ziang, is Taihua Mountain beautiful?" Qing Yao caught up with Su Ziang and whispered beside him: "There is the ape stream in front, don't you be scared and cry?"

Su Ziang was stunned, listening to Qing Yao's meaning, the ape sorrow stream seemed to be a very terrible place, and there was a little more nervousness in his heart for no reason.

The ape was saddened.