After Futu Mountain, over the Huangfeng Ridge, came to the 800-mile quicksand river.

It's a big river, the water is raging, and the waves are surging.

"Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom. ”

The big river is surging and surging, the waves are rolling, turbid, the whole quicksand river, through a force, can bind the mundane, can not cross the river, rather than looking at the river, only to see the tumbling river water coming from the edge of the sky, going to the edge of the sky, not seeing the other side, not seeing people.

Rolling the demon wind and then flying west for half a day, it is Wanshou Mountain, a towering peak, only to see that mountain, the high mountain is extremely high, and the general trend is grand. The root is connected to the Kunlun vein, and the top is in the middle of the sky.

Every time the white crane comes to perch on the cypress, the ape hangs the vine when it is re-hung. The sun reflects the clear forest, and thousands of red mist surround it; the wind produces a cloudy ravine, and thousands of colorful clouds fly. The birds are crying in the green bamboo, and the golden pheasants are fighting among the wild flowers.

I saw the thousand-year-old peak, Wufu Peak, and Furong Peak, which were majestic and shining, and the long-lived stone, tiger tooth stone, and three-pointed stone, and the sudden phosphorus and phosphorus produced Ruiqi. The grass in front of the cliff is beautiful, and the plum fragrance is on the ridge.

The thorns are dense, and the Zhilan is light. The eagles and phoenixes in the deep forest gather thousands of birds, and the ancient cave unicorn governs ten thousand beasts. The stream is affectionate, twisting and turning, and the peaks and peaks are continuous, overlapping and repeating from the circle.

I also saw the green locust, the spotted bamboo, the green pine, according to the thousands of years of fighting the flowers, the white plum, the red peach, the green willow, the scorching three springs to compete for beauty. The dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the crane dances and the ape cries.

The elk emerges from the flowers, and the green luans sing to the sun. It is the true blessed land of Xianshan, and Penglai Langyuan is only like that. I saw some flowers blooming Xie Shantou scene, and the clouds went to the upper peak of Yunlai Ridge.

Wanshou Mountain shrouds a radius of fifty miles, all of them are the boundaries of Wanshou Mountain, Ning Wuqian looked at it from afar in this fifty miles, only to see a large array enveloping Wanshou Mountain, emitting a thousand zhang of white light, rising through the sky, straight into the sky, like a big tripod upside down on Wanshou Mountain. In the Wanshou Mountain, there is a fairy temple, which is the dojo of the ancestor of the earth immortals.

There are a cluster of pine fences, and there are several floors of pavilions.

A Taoist sits cross-legged on a futon, wearing a purple and gold crown, and wears a worry-free crane. Shoes are placed under the feet and ribbons are tied around the waist. The body is like a child, and the face is like a beauty. The three whiskers flutter under the chin, and the crows fold the sideburns. Behind him hangs the two characters of "heaven and earth" in colorful costumes. Set up a vermilion carved lacquer incense table, a pair of gold stove bottles on the table, and there is a convenient incense by the stove.

"The breeze and the bright moon, but there is an old man coming from the east, you should go fifty miles away to greet you!" the Taoist opened his eyes with a smile.

The two Taoist boys with clear eyebrows in front of the hall said, "Yes." Master!"

Two children out of the Wuzhuang Temple, driving the clouds, flying to the east, a road. "I don't know which of Master's old people, that monk almost killed us in the past, and even hit the ginseng fruit tree. ”

"When I went to see it, I knew the Tao, and the master was in the view. Can't get out of the pool!"

On the side of the mountain peak, Ning Wuqian looked into the distance for a moment, resisting the demon wind. On the clouds, he was about to leave, and suddenly saw two fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys driving the clouds out of Wanshou Mountain, glaring, how did they feel a little familiar.

"Hey, aren't those two boys next to the Baiyun Dao people in Baiyun Temple, Qingfeng Mingyue?"

Ning Wujian was stunned, too similar, the same as a touch?

Two fairy children, with clear bones and refreshing faces, with short hair in a knotted bun. The Taoist uniform is naturally surrounded by fog, and the feather coat is the sleeve fluttering wind. The ring silk tightly binds the dragon head knot, the mango shoes are lightly wrapped in silkworm velvet, a white clothes, a green clothes, the bright moon in white clothes, and the breeze in green clothes.

"Ha Luha, who am I, it turned out to be the son of the Ning family, Brother Zhongyuan!"

Qingfeng in Tsing Yi smiled, flew over with Mingyue, stood in front of Ning Wuji, and blinked, "Why, Ning Gongzi doesn't know each other, the Earth Immortal Realm, Baiyun View Qingfeng Mingyue!"

Isn't it the two youngest disciples who serve around Zhen Yuanzi?

Ning Wujian blinked his eyes, and a ridiculous idea came to mind, Baiyun Dao people are Zhen Yuanzi?

"Ning Gongzi, let's go, Master invites you in, your doubts, Master will give you the answer, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are also an Earth Immortal cultivator, and your qualifications are really extraordinary, you must stay in Wanshou Mountain for two more days." ”

Qingfeng and Mingyue pulled Ning Wuqian and walked towards Wanshou Mountain, laughing, they were originally lively, they took care of Ning Wujian the most in Baiyun Temple, and the relationship was still very good, Ning Wuqian was confused and was pulled up to Wanshou Mountain.

When I came to Wuzhuang Temple, I saw that the pine slope was cold and the bamboo path was quiet. The white cranes send floating clouds, and offer fruits when they go up and down the apes.

The pond in front of the door is wide and the shadow of the tree is long, and the stone cracks and moss flowers are broken. The palace is extremely high, and the towers are ethereal.

It's really a blessed spiritual area, Penglai Cloud Cave. There are few people in the void, and the silence is born. Every time the blue bird transmits the queen mother's letter, Ziluan often sends the old king's scripture. I can't see the majestic moral wind, and I really don't care about the house of the gods.

There is a stele on the left side of the mountain gate, there are ten big characters on the stele, it is "the blessed land of Wanshou Mountain, the cave of Wuzhuang".

I entered another door, and I saw a pair of Spring Festival couplets on the second door: the immortal immortal mansion, and the heaven and longevity Taoist family.

Along the way, the pavilions and pavilions, the paths are deep, there are Taoist priests in Taoist clothes practicing, or reading, or meditating, on the main hall, the five halls to the south, are all carved lattices on the top and dark on the bottom, in a hall, Ning Wuqian saw Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, thin figure, old-fashioned and mean, white face, really the appearance of Baiyun Dao people.

Ning Wuqian was surprised to see that this was really the case, what kind of situation was this?

"Ning Zhongyuan!" Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Ning Wujian up and down, stroked his beard, and pointed to a futon in the hall, "Sit down, aren't you very confused?"

Ning Wujian took a deep breath, recovered from the shock, and smiled bitterly, "Please Daxian to solve your doubts!"

Sitting down on the futon, Ning Wujian looked at Zhen Yuanzi with blank eyes, it was too shocking, this was much more shocking than seeing Sun Wukong, Baiyun Dao Chang was Zhen Yuanzi, Ning Wujian couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break his head, it was simply a fantasy.

"Mingyue, go see tea!"

Zhen Yuanzi gestured towards Mingyue, and immediately looked at Ning Wuji, with approval in his eyes, "Yes, what I practiced was the ancient demon cultivation method, and after surviving the two disasters, the bloodline of the ancestors is indeed more potential than the bloodline of the royal family." ”

Waiting for Mingyue to bring the tea, Zhen Yuanzi picked up a cup and took a sip, before he spoke, "Why doesn't the Earth Immortal Realm call the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Mortal Immortal Realm, but the Earth Immortal Realm?"

Ning Wuqian opened his mouth, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, he only listened.

"A thousand years ago, I cut out the good corpse, in order to understand the Great Dao, I sealed the memory of the good corpse, with a trace of the wind and the moon reincarnation into the earth fairy world, experience the red dust, go through tribulations, so far it has been ten lifetimes, they have experienced in the earth fairy world, we naturally know the way, however, the things here, they don't know the way. ”

Ning Wuqian suddenly realized, isn't this the case with the golden cicada, but the golden cicada is the reincarnation of the divine soul, and Zhen Yuanzi is more powerful, and only uses the reincarnation of the good corpse. (To be continued......)