Chapter 38: The Immortals
The first sacred mountain in China, that is, the Kunlun Mountains that towers in the western part of China.
Kunlun Immortal Mountain, which has always been inaccessible, is now a piece of Xianxia, and the seven-colored brilliance is reflected from nowhere.
If someone were here, they would only see a group of old men and women with fairy wind bones flying out of the clouds and mist, flying out of somewhere in the Kunlun mountains, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The same thing happened in Penglai Immortal Island overseas, Longhu Immortal Mountain in southern China, and desert in northern China......
In Shushan today, Yuan Wenchao, the big disciple of Shushan, led a group of disciples in Shushan early in the morning to come to the gate of Shushan Mountain and wait for representatives of various factions to come.
This group of disciples was selected from among the disciples of the personal lineage, 100 inner disciples, and 50 outer disciples.
Zhao Qianqiu was also familiar with Yuan Wenchao, and Li Yixian was fortunate enough to let him see the world, so he was also fortunate to come to the mountain gate to greet the delegations.
In the past few days, Li Yixian also asked if he wanted to change the name of Zhao Qianqiu with the word "Wen", and later gave up under Zhao Qianqiu's protest, and Zhao Qianqiu also discussed with Li Yixian, and went home to enjoy the summer vacation after participating in this group of immortals.
Standing in front of the gate of Shushan Mountain, Zhao Qianqiu also learned from other disciples to stand very straight.
Just when Zhao Qianqiu was bored, a Shushan barrier was opened in the distance, and a group of old men and women who stepped on auspicious clouds entered the Shushan Sword Sect.
"Jade Kunlun Tian Songzi and the disciples of Jade Kunlun pay a visit to all the Taoist friends of the Shushan Sword Sect!"
Zhao Qianqiu looked up, only to see a group of old people in front of him stepping on auspicious clouds, and behind him was followed by a huge jade Ruyi, on which stood many young disciples, all of whom were pure white Taoist robes.
Under the leadership of Yuan Wenchao, a group of Shushan disciples shouted at the same time: "The Shushan Sword Sect welcomes the predecessors and Taoist friends of Jade Kunlun!"
"Knock, knock, knock!" On the Xiaoyao Peak in the distance, the Xiaoyao Bell rang three times in a row, welcoming the people of Yukunlun and paying the highest respect.
And at this moment, there was also a personal disciple and two inner disciples at the signal of Yuan Wenchao, flying up, going up to lead the way for the people of Jade Kunlun, and taking them to the palace prepared for Jade Kunlun in advance.
"The predecessors of Jade Kunlun Tian Songzi like luxury, so every time he prepares a place for Jade Kunlun, Master Huang has to work hard!" Yuan Wenchao pursed his lips and whispered to Zhao Qianqiu.
"Penglai Immortal Island Yin Tianhe led the disciples of Penglai Immortal Island to visit all the Taoist friends of the Shushan Sword Sect!"
On the gate of Shushan Mountain, a huge gourd flew in, and on the gourd stood three men with crane hair and childish faces.
A group of Shushan disciples who came to greet him shouted at the same time: "The Shushan Sword Sect welcomes all the seniors and Taoist friends of Penglai Immortal Island!"
In the distance, the Xiaoyao Bell on the Xiaoyao Peak rang again.
Under Yuan Wenchao's signal, another personal disciple led two inner disciples to fly forward and led the three seniors of Penglai Immortal Island to their residence.
"Are there only three seniors coming to this Penglai Immortal Island?" Zhao Qianqiu said in some astonishment.
Yuan Wenchao chuckled and said, "That gourd in Penglai Immortal Island is a spiritual treasure, so the disciples of Penglai Immortal Island are all in that gourd!"
"Is there that big in that gourd?" Thinking of Yu Kunlun's previous battle, Zhao Qianqiu was skeptical about the capacity of the gourd.
Yuan Wenchao said with a smile: "That gourd can at least fit my Xiaoyao Peak of Shu Mountain!
Hearing this, Zhao Qianqiu's eyes widened, and his face was incredible.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a piano in the sky.
Yuan Wenchao's face immediately showed joy, and he looked out of the gate of Shushan Mountain with joy.
"Miaoyin Valley Miaoluo Su took the disciples of Miaoyin Valley to visit all the Daoists of the Shushan Sword Sect!"
A very beautiful female voice suddenly sounded.
Before the Shushan disciples could speak, they saw that Yuan Wenchao had already flown up to meet them.
Zhao Qianqiu looked at the group of beautiful women in Miaoyin Valley, and thought sourly to Yuan Wenchao's move of taking off into the air to meet him: "Why does this guy die when he sees a beautiful woman?"
Then I heard Yuan Wenchao go up and shout: "Mother!"
"Mother?" Zhao Qianqiu was stunned, the feeling that this brother didn't see the beauty pounce on, but saw his mother?
At this time, a man in white clothes who looked graceful and graceful flew out of the Xiaoyao Peak of Shushan, and the man laughed loudly: "Yuan Yicheng of Shushan welcomes the Miao Yin Valley Fairy, as well as all the fairies!"
Just when Zhao Qianqiu was thinking about why the Shushan Sword Sect's surname Yuan was so unserious, Yuan Wenchao shouted happily: "Dad, are you out of the customs?"
", is this a drama of a family of three reuniting?" Just when Zhao Qianqiu was a little dumbfounded, another woman came out of Miaoyin Valley and shouted shyly: "Brother, daddy!"
"It turned out to be a family of four?" Zhao Qianqiu patted his forehead helplessly, saying that he was still too young.
At this time, the Xiaoyao Peak Xiaoyao Bell also sounded "Knock, knock, knock!"
Miaoluo Su Rouwan's voice sounded: "What are you doing standing here?"
"Oh, I'll take you over!" Yuan Yicheng said with a smile, "There are a lot of people here, let's talk about our affairs later." ”
Yuan Wenchao finished seeing his father and sister, but he fell down again.
Zhao Qianqiu said quietly: "Senior brother, how does your sister look?
Yuan Wenchao glanced at Zhao Qianqiu and said lightly: "My sister has also survived two Jiazi." ”
"......" Zhao Qianqiu was speechless for a moment.
Since then, there have been people from the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect who came to pay their respects, as well as the three conversion gates of the Buddha Sect and the two Zen temples have also come.
The several major sects of the Immortal Society have also arrived, and the remaining scattered cultivators or families and small sects will come on their own in the remaining days, and the Shushan Sword Sect will not use so much strength to greet them.
Originally, according to the plan, Zhao Qianqiu was going to fly back to Xiaoyao Peak with Yuan Wenchao's "Shunfeng Sword", but at this moment, this guy was in a hurry to see his sister and father, and refused to give Zhao Qianqiu a ride.
Zhao Qianqiu had no choice but to blush, and asked with a smile with a Shushan disciple beside him who looked chubby and was ready to leave, "This senior brother, what is your surname?"
Zhang Jiuling was just about to take off with his sword, but he suddenly heard someone talking to him, and when he turned around, he saw an unfamiliar face, so he said with some hesitation: "Don't have your surname Zhang, set up a morning chapter!" My name is Zhang Jiuling!"
"Senior Brother Zhang, can you take me for a ride? Take me to Xiaoyao Peak?" Hey, Zhang Jiuling, don't you have 'Wen' in your name?" Zhao Qianqiu said but suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Hey, that name is so cheesy, I don't use it anymore. I'll take you to Xiaoyao Peak, okay, let's go!" Zhang Jiuling agreed quite boldly.
Zhao Qianqiu stood on Zhang Jiuling's sword with a smile, but suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol in this guy, and couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, have you drunk?"
"Hey, life, be happy, where can you not drink!" Zhang Jiuling said with a smile.
"Senior brother, you're okay with drunk driving, right?"
"No problem!"
"Hey, senior brother, you're flying in the opposite direction!"
"Oh, I'm sorry! By the way, what's your name, junior brother?"
"My name is Zhao Qianqiu!"
", you're the true dragon bloodline?"
"Ouch, senior brother, don't get excited, we almost hit the tree just now!"
I saw a sword in Shu Mountain swaying in the air, high and low, and there was a 720° turn at every turn.
On the sword, the fat man in front was elated, and the young man in the back had a bitter face, clutching the fat man's waist tightly.