Xiaoyao Mountain is a fairy land, there is a view in the mountain, so elegant. The dust of the Zhifang is clean, and the Danzao is smoky. The door of the cave is often sealed with white clouds, and there are no vulgar guests.

Xiaoyao Mountain is located in the south of the Central Domain, it is a famous fairy mountain in the Central Region, there is an immortal Taoist on the mountain, the East Fence Daoist, the name of the Chrysanthemum Dao Chief.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. That person created his own chrysanthemum sword, a chrysanthemum sword, and the world was free.

"Brother Dongli, drinking the chrysanthemum tea that you picked and fried yourself, you are really fortunate to have three lives!" said a Taoist dressed in a Xuanqing robe.

"Brother Dao Wuxin, it's serious, I, Zhao Dongli, can cultivate this chrysanthemum sword, without the care and support of your Dao brothers, I'm afraid I would have gone mad a long time ago. Zhao Dongli, who is known as the head of the chrysanthemum road, pinched the small white porcelain teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Brother Dongli, this chrysanthemum is good, but I always feel that there is something missing, you see, this mountain of chrysanthemums, if there are no other flowers, how can you set off your chrysanthemum is the king of flowers. The Wuxin Taoist who came to visit Xiaoyao Mountain stroked his white beard and said.

"What Brother Wuxin Dao said is extremely true, take a look at it again. ”

The chrysanthemum Taoist said, pinched the trick with his fingers, recited the mantra, and then let out a long breath.

What a chrysanthemum Taoist, take a breath, just like spring in a deep valley, only to see the peach tree and the plum tree. When it does not move, the peach blossoms also bloom, the plum blossoms also bloom, the real peach blossoms are red like brocade, and the plum blossoms are as white as silver, which sets off the chrysanthemum sorrow and kills the taste.

"Brother Dongli is really good, it's a pity. The Heartless Daoist sighed slightly.

"Brother Wuxin Dao said this. Zhao Dongli, the head of the Chrysanthemum Dao, asked very puzzled.

"Brother Dao's skills are so strong, but it is inevitable to be condescending to stay on this Xiaoyao Mountain, and he will not go down the mountain to have a good time. ”

Wuxin Daoist and Chrysanthemum Daoist Zhao Dongli are both cultivators and masters at the peak of the Destiny Chart, and the relationship between the two is irreversible, and they usually like to drink tea and chat in this Xiaoyao Mountain Immortal Land.

"According to my ancestors' inference, in less than ten years, or five years later, the Gangji Continent will definitely usher in a bloody slaughter, the demon race, the demon race, the human race, and those rare races must have done a lot of tricks in recent years, and they are accumulating strength at the moment, which seems to be calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent. Why don't Brother Dongli go down the mountain with me, help the royal family in the Central Domain, and wait until the tide calms down, with the realm and strength of the two of us, we will definitely be able to leave a place in the Central Domain. ”

What the Wuxin Daoist said is very reasonable, in a few years, the Gangji Continent will definitely usher in chaos, and the immortal who gave the wooden sword once said to Ye Linfeng.

Zhao Dongliang, the chief of the chrysanthemum road, pinched the small white porcelain teacup, and did not send it to his lips, but pinched the teacup and held it, thinking about whether he could go down to Xiaoyao Mountain.

"Brother Dongli, you think about it, if we don't go down to Xiaoyao Mountain, maybe the world doesn't know that there are two powerhouses at the peak of the fate chart on this immortal mountain, what is the difference between this and Bai Huo. ”

What the Taoist Chief of Wuxin said is not unreasonable, and the Chrysanthemum Taoist is still weighing the pros and cons.

"Brother Wuxin Dao, what you said is not unreasonable, but the ancestor Shouyang Daoist specially instructed me on the occasion of his death to stay in Xiaoyao Mountain to prove my own Tao and not be tempted by the world. ”

From Zhao Donglian's expression, it was not difficult to see that Xia Xiaoyao Mountain was more tempting to him, but he did not dare to disobey the last instructions of the ancestor Shouyang Daoist, and he did not make a decision until the Wuxin Daoist said another sentence.

"Princess Mingyang of the Central Dynasty loves chrysanthemums, and almost all the chrysanthemum varieties in the Continent are planted in her palace, so she is nicknamed Princess Chrysanthemum. Brother Dongli, don't you want to see what this strange woman who has the same interests as you is like?" "The Wuxin Daoist was actually entrusted by the Central Domain Dynasty to persuade Zhao Dongli to go down to Xiaoyao Mountain to serve the Central Domain Dynasty.

But Princess Chrysanthemum does have this person, and she is really a strange woman, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, plus practice, she does everything very well, and she loves chrysanthemums, which should be very suitable for Zhao Dongli's appetite.

Although Zhao Dongli is known as a chrysanthemum Taoist, he is not very old, about forty years old, in the prime of life. As the saying goes: a man has forty-one flowers. Zhao Dongli is a forty-year-old chrysanthemum.

Zhao Dongli was a little moved when he heard what the Wuxin Daoist said at this moment, but he still had to think about it carefully, or find a reason to persuade himself to go down to Xiaoyao Mountain.

If Zhao Dongli really went down Xiaoyao Mountain, then Ye Linfeng would have one more fierce rival in life and death.

?????? In Lingzhou, Dongyuan, in a pharmacy of the Heavenly Apocalypse Immortal Sect, two stupid teenagers were boiling pills.

"Young master, do you say that this elixir can cure kidney deficiency?" The little medicine boy Lingzhi looked at the stunned Sun Cao, a little suspicious.

"You can't underestimate your young master, he is a Dan Dao genius, and he will definitely grow into a generation of miracle doctors in the future. ”

At this moment, a handsome young man walked in outside the pharmacy, it was Ye Linfeng.

"Linfeng, junior brother, you, why did you come back. Sun Cao was very excited when he saw Ye Linfeng, and he was stammered and couldn't say clearly.

"After the New Year, let's take a look at these madmen of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect. Ye Linfeng squinted at a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes and said with a smile.

"Little junior brother, you still know me best, that kind of talented young genius with excellent medical skills is talking about me. Sun Cao was a little ecstatic, which Ye Linfeng was patting him on the back.

"Young Master, is this the Linfeng Young Master you often mention?" The little medicine boy Lingzhi came to the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect half a year ago, and he didn't know Ye Linfeng.

"Exactly, come, sit down in the wind. While Sun Cao was busy refining medicine, he beckoned Ye Linfeng to sit down.

"Senior brother, I came to you to ask you to help me see something. Ye Linfeng said.

"Oh, what, take a look. Sun Cao said with some curiosity.

"A few pills. Ye Linfeng said, and took out a few pills, which were the pills given to him by the fortune teller Yang Wedge.