The rising sun has risen in the east, completely over the mountain, the strange scene full of sky gradually recedes, the sound of the avenue like the waves of the sea has gradually subsided, this magical ancient mountain, completely faded strange, turned into normal. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jimo has a strange complexion, the first mountain in the world, since ancient times, it has enjoyed a high reputation, and it is a place where countless absolute heavenly pride, emperors, and supremes have left their feet, and there is a big yellow dog.

The point is that the yellow dog is still a bald dog, with a bare back, and the yellow hair on the top of his head is almost gone, leaving only bare skin and flesh, like a big bald head.

It drooped its ears and broke half of its legs, and when it saw Jimo looking over, it retreated in fright, carried its broken legs, clamped its wrinkled tail, turned its head and ran away, and disappeared as soon as it slipped away.

Jimo's expression was slightly different, and he got up and chased after the big yellow dog, but in a few blink of an eye, the yellow dog disappeared.

This dog is very extraordinary, it can use the top of Mount Tai as a kennel, and it can also avoid Jimo's spiritual sense, even if the appearance is really unsightly, bald and broken legs, but it must not be ignored.

In a blink of an eye, the yellow dog was nowhere to be found, and Jimo did not dare to walk around on Mount Tai, and after looking for a while, he stopped looking.

This dog has been psychic, can distinguish people's hearts, recognize people's appearance, if it is really hidden, on this Mount Tai, Jimo really has no way to do it.

After turning half a circle, he walked and looked forward.

The dawn of the morning shone on the completed altar, and the altar flashed with a faint brilliance, and countless Dao essences and imprints converged.

This altar is surrounded by heavy guards, Jimo smells a few terrifying breaths, these people seem to be recognized by Mount Tai, and their strength is not suppressed, like a purgatory furnace.

Standing in the distance and watching a little, Jimo quietly retreated, this altar should be where the Ming Emperor sealed Zen.

At this moment, this altar has not yet been sacrificed to the sky, it has already appeared miraculous, to communicate the way of heaven, to attract the gods in Mount Tai, it may instantly psychic, become a rare treasure.

After stopping at Mount Tai for a while, Jimo turned his head and went down the mountain, walking halfway up the mountain, he squinted behind him.

I saw the stone steps climb into the top of the clouds, the top of the mountain suddenly glowed with golden light, an altar-shaped phantom hanging high in the sky, and the murmuring sound of the avenue was like a tumbling wave.

"Come out!" Jimo looked at it for a while, and saw that the big yellow dog seemed to have no malicious intent, so he shook his head helplessly, and no longer pursued it, turning his head and walking down the mountain completely.

He walked and stopped, always feeling someone following him, but when he turned his head to look, there was nothing, and this feeling was present when he left Tarzan.

Although the big yellow dog was trying his best to hide his breath and avoid the detection of the black bead map, Jimo could still clearly feel that it was not far away.

Walking down Mount Tai, Jimo walked around this ancient mountain, and felt more and more that he couldn't see through the first mountain in the world, this mountain is like the supreme in the mountain, absolutely hiding a big secret, but he couldn't see through it for a while.

"There is also a half-moon Emperor who wants to sacrifice to the sky, and at that time to communicate with the heavens, this mountain should manifest the supernatural. Jimo retracted his gaze and rushed towards Cuizhuju.

In the early morning, there is some mist, and the half acre of green bamboo behind the green bamboo house is half covered and half hidden, such as white yarn lingering, and wisps of green smoke rise in the bamboo house. There is a half-zhang vegetable garden in the bamboo fence, an elm tree, a stone table at the bottom of the tree, and an ancient well.

The monk was supposed to be 'pure-hearted and have few desires', and he would not be tempted by this mundane dish, but when the familiar aroma hit his nose, Jimo shrugged the tip of his nose, and his appetite was aroused, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

A bowl of porridge, half a plate of pickles, very simple, when Jimo walked into the fence, Li Ruoyi had already set up the dishes and chopsticks. Li Yu was holding half a book of poetry, his eyes were always looking at the breakfast on the table, but Li Ruoyi was staring carefully, and he didn't have a chance to start.

"Mo Xianchang, how could you come back from outside the house, I saw that your door was closed, and I thought you were resting. Li Yu looked outside the bamboo fence and said in surprise.

"Let Uncle Li wait for a long time. Jimo didn't explain much, walked straight to the table and sat down, picked up the porridge, and said, "Thank you, Miss Li." ”

Li Ruoyi hung her head and said nothing, and also walked to the table and picked up the porridge bowl.

Li Yu hurriedly closed the ancient book in his hand, picked up the porridge bowl like a hungry wolf, and said, "If I don't eat, I'm going to be hungry. ”

Jimo smiled and said nothing, picked up the pickles in the bowl, turned his head to look out of the fence, but there was nothing, shook his head and chuckled, then ignored it, and carefully tasted the porridge in the bowl.

The porridge is very clear, like amber, simple and exquisite, not a delicacy, but Jimo drinks it very seriously, if possible, he would rather hold the porridge bowl at all times.

A meal was speechless, Jimo didn't speak, Li Ruoyi didn't speak, Li Yu wanted to open his mouth several times, but he was speechless.

After dinner, Jimo and Li Yu chatted for a while, and when they saw Li Ruoyi walking into the house and not coming back, he sighed softly, looked at Li Yu with a smile, and said, "Uncle Li is really blessed, I still have to be polished at night." ”

With that, he raised his hand and threw down a pile of ingredients on the stone table, then turned around and left the Cuizhu Residence.

Li Yu's family is not rich, he can eat as much as he eats at each meal, such a family can't afford it at all, and he doesn't want to tire the family out because he wants to eat Li Ruoyi's dishes.

Behind the window in the house, Li Ruoyi closed the window, her eyes gradually softened, and she woke up again, full of confusion.

Walking out of Cuizhuju, Jimo frowned and looked around, and said, "If you follow me again, don't blame me for being polite." ”

After thinking about it, he hunted a strange beast from the splendid rivers and mountains, threw it on the ground, and slowly walked into the distance, but it was hidden in the shadows, quietly staring at the strange beast.

After a long time, the big yellow dog fart ran out, looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was no movement, so he pounced on the corpse and feasted on it.

Jimo kept watching the yellow dog eat the whole corpse, and couldn't help but be speechless, this big yellow dog's appetite is really good, I really don't know how many years I haven't eaten enough, it's really 'vicious dog pounce'.

After eating the flesh and blood of the strange beast, the big yellow dog looked around vigilantly, then turned around and jumped into the sky, only to see a black hole split in space, and the yellow dog entered it, and disappeared in an instant.

Jimo's expression was a little gloomy, although he didn't know why the yellow dog was following him, but he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he didn't pursue it anymore.

He hurried north, and went north to be the imperial capital of the Tang Empire, Chang'an, and Tianjitai was in Chang'an, and the night guard suddenly appeared inexplicably last night, which made him feel a crisis, and it was better to solve this matter as soon as possible.

In less than half a day, Jimo rushed to Chang'an, in this mortal world, he was suppressed too much, and even one percent of his strength could not be exerted, otherwise from Mount Tai to Chang'an, it would take half a day, as long as it was a moment.

This is a prosperous capital, as the imperial capital of the Tang Empire, although it is a mortal city, it is extremely prosperous.

Probably because Tianjitai is here, Jimo walked into Chang'an, and he felt as if he was being watched, and that kind of oppression became stronger and stronger, and his strength was suppressed again.

Half a month later, the Ming Emperor will be enshrined in the Zen sacrifice to the sky, and now it has been surging, all kinds of forces have gathered in Chang'an, in this mortal imperial capital, Jimo has seen many monks, including many powerful and strong.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look behind him, his gaze passed through the crowd, and fell on a black-haired middle-aged man, he couldn't help but stare at it, and his eyes opened quietly, but the person had disappeared without a trace.

Jimo looked back and pondered, the target of the person was obviously him, but after he found out, he turned around and left, I don't know what his intentions were, this person was extremely terrifying, making him feel like he had met Yi Zhixuan, "Most holy." ”

Jimo was even more careful, a mortal capital, there was a holy seat, which made him feel like walking on thin ice.

Soon after, Jimo stopped in front of a pavilion, his eyes were fixed, this building was towering into the clouds, second only to the imperial city, the eaves were overhanging, the glazed fairy tiles, the pedestrians at the door were endless, and the cars and horses were flowing endlessly.

Such a single building, in the bustling Chang'an City, is like an independent virgin, the fairy Lego in the building floats for nine days, and the silk and bamboo are moving.

"Hanxiang Pavilion. Jimo stared at the three gilded characters, put away the light in his eyes, and couldn't help but think of that flawless face.

If it is said that the first beauty in the world is naturally a dragonfly, no one can stand out, but it is a pity that such a peerless face died in the end, which is regrettable.

But the dragonfly can finally go its own way, sublimate at the last moment of life, no longer leave regrets, as a friend, Jimo is happy for it.

But after the dragonfly jade died, it seemed that everyone had forgotten about the four absolute fairies, and everything related to dragonflies seemed to have been deliberately erased.

Seeing these familiar three words again, Jimo's thoughts surged over like a tide, in this exotic starry sky, there is also a Hanxiang Pavilion, as if this gold kiln that gathers the beauties of the world, all over the starry sky.

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten? It's almost noon, and Siweiyang, who missed the Jade Dragonfly girl's performance, can you afford it?" Not far away, a fat man rolled with a fat body, surrounded by a group of evil slaves, walked out of the sedan chair, and rushed into the Hanxiang Pavilion.

"The Jade Dragonfly girl doesn't take it easy, the last time she played, it was half a month ago. ”

"It is said that the Jade Dragonfly Girl's Siweiyang is one of its musts, but unfortunately I have never had the opportunity to hear it, and I am fortunate to have it today, so I must not miss it. ”

"It is rumored that this jade dragonfly girl has fallen into the country and the city, and she looks like a fairy, but unfortunately she didn't have the opportunity to see it!" someone sighed.

"I heard that even His Majesty the Emperor Ming will come today!"

Jimo withdrew his gaze from the officials and wealthy businessmen who came and went, looked up at the three gilded characters again, and seemed to see dragonflies again, "Jade dragonflies?"

That is, the ink heart is no longer quiet, follow the crowd into the Hanxiang Pavilion, there is a universe in this pavilion, from the outside, although it is magnificent, but contaminated with tacky, but when entering it, it is another scene, just like entering the fairy palace.

The Hanxiang Pavilion of Chang'an City, the interior is almost no different from the Hanxiang Pavilion of Taixuanzhou, the center is still a huge stage, shrouded in pink light yarn, peach petals falling, as if there is a wonderful person sitting alone in it.

Jimo looked at the central dance floor, his eyes penetrated the light veil, but he only saw chaos, retracted his spiritual sense, and only looked at it with ordinary eyes, and saw that the figure was vague, and he couldn't come out after a thousand calls.

He climbed directly to the top floor and sat down in the VIP pavilion, and the sound of the piano sounded, and the familiar notes beating, burrowing into his ears and overlapping with his memory.

A song of thoughts, how many people keep bowels?

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