On the Fox Mountain, the glow and clouds are flowing, the spirit is surrounded, and the magnificent Sky Palace is located on the flat land at the top of the Fox Mountain. All kinds of strange beasts and birds are singing on the wall, and the apes are roaring between the green cliffs

A crane spreads its wings and passes by the plaque under the eaves, the plaque is black and golden, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances with the words "and Yiyuan". The world says that Heyi Yuan sounds like the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, but the first retired star monarch of the Firmament Palace doesn't think so, because these three words are elegant enough.

The windows of Huming's dormitory are ajar, and a portrait is slightly lifted by the breeze.

At first glance, although the technique is already the top in the world, it is just an ordinary portrait, and it obviously cannot match the elegance of Xiu Mingxingjun.

However, when I look at it again, I can see that the clothes of the characters are fluttering, the clouds and mist in the painting are free, and the light in the painting is changing spontaneously, which can be described as ingenious.

Xiu Ming sat crookedly in his chair, raised the gold bottle and took a sip. Drunken voice: "Master, look at the current Firmament Palace. Junyi Pavilion, thirty categories of rare and exotic beasts, not repeated. and the Summer Garden, the protégé's dormitory is no less than three hundred, single rooms. The Five Spirits Garden, the eighteen weapons and the place where the five forms of Qimen are cultivated, are everything. And the rocks and clouds scattered on the Ascension Platform after you ascended! Strange, what am I going to say? Ouch, I drank too much, drank too much, and forgot. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the gold bottle and poured it hard, and said with a smile: "If you hadn't handed over the big task to me at the beginning." Can the Firmament Palace have such a scene?"

From the eyes of Xiu Ming, the scene of the year is reflected.

One hundred and twenty years ago, Fox Mountain, Feishengtai.

"Master, what are you doing on the Ascension Stage?"

"As a teacher, I was in a bad mood, so I came up to blow the wind, and sure enough, I was in a much better mood to blow the wind, so I want to give you five of the same artifact. ”

"Thank you, Master, but I don't know what kind of artifact it is?"

The wind hunted, the sleeves flew, and five rays of light shot down quickly.

“...... Master, isn't this just an ordinary brush?"

"No, this is infused with the aura of being a teacher, which can make the gestures smooth and light as a feather. ”

"So what?"

"Therefore, copying scriptures will be very light and fast, ten times faster than ordinary pens!"

"Copying the scriptures...... Ten times faster?. ”

"As a teacher, I am suddenly in a bad mood now, and I will punish you for copying the scriptures a hundred times, not a word less!"

Day 2.

It was still a flying platform suspended in the air, the sky was gloomy, the storm was raging, and there was a faint thunder and lightning shuttling in the sky.

"Master, the disciple has already copied the scriptures a hundred times. ”

"Oh, what about your other brothers?"

"They...... Not a word was written. ”

"Sure enough, it's my good disciple who listens to the master the most, you know that the master values you the most on weekdays, by the way, what's your name?"

“...... The disciple retired. ”

"Okay, retire, the teacher is about to soar in the near future. ”

"When will Master ascend?"

"There's about half a pillar of incense. ”

"Congratulations Master...!However, there is still a half-pillar of incense that you should say that you will ...... immediately! Wait, Master, you are about to ascend, what about the Firmament Palace?"

The old man on the ascension platform lowered his head and looked down on all beings, above the nine heavens, the clouds surged, the purple thunder roared violently, and the wind swept the entire ascension platform, which had the potential to shake the heavens and the earth.

The old man's shout came from the wind: "Good man, the teacher is in a hurry to ascend now......! Ahem, the responsibility of enlarging my sky is about to be handed over to your shoulders. ”

The intimidation of the Ascension Tribulation, Rao is a retired cultivator also has enough energy, and he tried his best to resist before he could barely stand firm in this frenzied wind.

"By the way, this is a token of the Firmament Palace, put it away!"

A square seal smashed straight down from above, and the four big characters printed on it gradually enlarged - the seal of the sky.

The seal of the sky was now on the table in front of Hugh.

"Master, the apprentice has been carrying the Firmament Palace for more than a hundred years. You have also seen the current Firmament Palace, but it's a pity, the family has a big business, and I can't make ends meet, and the disciples don't know the common business, so I'm worried about it. "Retirement first joy and then sorrow, spitting bitterness on the portrait.

Suddenly, a voice floated in from the window: "Master, it's time for class!"

Hearing the second sound, Xiu Ming was startled and patted the top of his head: "Ouch, yes, yes, I forgot about class." ”

Xiu Mingfeng's eyes opened slightly, and the spiral-shaped qi spirit intertwined swept through the whole body. After a while, a solemn and persistent voice sounded: "Come here for the teacher." ”

Huming's figure turned into a wisp of green smoke drifting out of the Summer Palace, and he crossed the stairs from top to bottom to a building made of mountain stones in front of him.

There is a stone chair in front of the building, and Xiu Ming appears on the stone chair, sitting upright like a wood, looking down, and saying, "Open the altar!"

Below it was a group of disciples wearing Taoist robes, no less than thirty people, large and small, all of whom stood up: "Respectfully Master, open the altar!"

This is the Ming Altar, which is set up for the disciples of the inner mountain of Fox Mountain, teaching the scriptures, and enlightening the way of enlightenment. The rocks used to make tables and chairs are all the stones of Fox Mountain.

At this moment, green smoke wafted out of the altar, and a group of disciples closed their eyes and meditated to recuperate. On the pulpit, the incense is gradually burned in the moire furnace, and the fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose to have the effect of calming the mind and tranquility.

Xiu Ming was sitting at the table, wearing a Taoist robe, his hair in a bun, and a ring ruler on his hand. I don't see half a point of drunkenness, and the instrument is extraordinary.

At this time, the name is like two people when drinking, and when they raise their eyes, they reflect the world in their eyes, and they merge into the world with their gestures. A group of disciples meditated, and Hugh's eyes opened with a hint of coercion, and his gaze skimmed over the disciples. It makes people sit in meditation like crossing a cliff between clouds and mist, like walking on thin ice in the snowstorm in the north, like sitting alone on a wooden stake in the lava underground.

This kind of prestige is really the pinnacle of the world, and no one can match it.

The sun gradually moved from east to west, and the shadow covered the entire altar. The sun was setting, the beasts were returning to their nests, and there was a faint hissing sound in the air. You can faintly hear the sound of the wind from flapping its wings, and the strange beast gradually falls to the Junyi Pavilion in the northwest corner in an orderly manner.

Every day, the sun is in the middle of the sky, out of the cliff, and back at sunset, and the traffic is orderly. Alien beasts all have spirituality and have never been lost, whether the disciples go out on weekdays or contact with the outside world, they all rely on them. When there is nothing to do, play around the fox mountain, the beasts shuttle between the clouds and mist, it is the only good scenery in the fox mountain that is not piled up with money.

At this time, they were flying back to the mountain, and when the disciples heard the sound, they knew that it was unitary time. In an instant, it touched the hearts of many disciples, so that they could not concentrate on their cultivation and only looked forward to the end of the class.

The commotion gradually rose, and he did not move, and said, "Calm down." ”

The sound formed a sound wave, which spread over the disciples in a circle. The commotion stopped, and the disciples hurriedly gathered their minds, quieted down and closed their eyes tightly, and beads of sweat slipped down their foreheads again.

In a moment, a small crane landed in front of Xingjun's desk, holding a letter with a long red beak.

"Red?" asked Hugh.

The disciples are sitting hard, usually on time after class, today I want to try the disciples' mind, but some disciples are already anxious to give up their understanding after class, in order to avoid the precept ruler pretending to close their eyes.

"Why do you need red letter paper from down the mountain?"

When the disciples heard the sound, they secretly opened their eyes to see that they had taken the letter from the crane title, and their faces changed dramatically when they stood up, and hurriedly left, "End class." Two words, a wisp of green smoke has drifted out of the Ming Altar.