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Laoshan school dojo.

The mountains are high and the mountains are steep, the forests are deep and the valleys are secluded.

The stream is winding and winding, and the pines and cypresses are layered on top of each other.The endless cries of monkeys and cranes, the roar of dragons and tigers, and the clouds of smoke rising everywhere.

Where is the top of the mountain.

Among the clusters of pines and bamboos, one side of the treasure pool is sparkling, and the shadows of trees can be seen entering it.There are clusters of pine moss, dark green like green, delicate and pleasant.

There is a person sitting on the platform in the center of the treasure pool, preaching to the disciples under his seat.

I saw him wearing a happy crown on his head, a thunder pattern cassock, and a dragon and tiger jade pendant on his waist. He has a ruddy complexion and an amiable manner.

As the sound of his preaching spread, it turned into fine and dense scriptures and fell, seemingly invisible and eloquent.

The wonderful sound is resonant, and the auspicious colors are colorful, condensing into golden flowers and jade stamens, slowly falling.

All the disciples under the seat were fascinated by listening, shaking their heads.

Suddenly~

The Taoist stopped preaching, which attracted a group of disciples to wake up from listening to the sermon.

"Duanhe, there is a distinguished guest coming. You should meet him as your teacher first."

"Yes. The disciple takes orders."

Among the group of disciples, a young man came out immediately, with a bun on his top, brand-new Taoist clothes, long eyebrows and wide eyes, a nose like a gall, a tall and straight figure, and the surrounding air is flowing, he is already in the realm of a real fairy.

But he is the eldest disciple of this Taoist.

Duanhe took the order to resign and left the place where he preached.

Winding along the mountain road, without rushing or slowing down, the ground shrinks into inches, heading towards the mountain gate.

In a short while, Duanhe had arrived at the mountain gate.

However, looking around, I didn't see the distinguished guest that my master said.

Just as he was about to hold his breath and wait patiently, he heard the sound of a sword in his ear.

As soon as the clouds and light on the sky opened, mysterious sounds arose one after another, and the auspicious colors were colorful, condensed into golden flower necklaces, and slowly fell.

Accompanied by this vision, a Taoist song from far to near:
"Yujian rides the wind to exorcise the world of demons.

If there is wine, I will be happy, but without wine, I will be insane.

Once you drink the river, drink the sun and the moon again.

A thousand cups can't get you drunk, but I am the sword fairy. "

Duanhe looked up, and saw the sword light flying in the air, and two figures emerged.

One after the other.

Slightly in front is a sword fairy who is so handsome that he can't speak, with a golden crown on his head and a white robe, and a green blade slowly turning in the halo behind him.

Holding a ruby ​​gourd in his left hand, he is drinking slowly, and holding a stylus in his right hand, the size of a brush, like a shrunken spear, which he keeps rubbing.

Indescribably comfortable and romantic.

Falling three or two steps behind him was a female fairy of Kun Dao, wearing a veil all over her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, only her beautiful sea-blue eyes could be seen.

Neither of these two concealed their aura, so he naturally sensed that both of them were in the realm of golden immortals.

Immediately my heart skipped a beat.

Especially the senior female fairy, who seemed to be the former, let him know the extraordinaryness of this distinguished guest.

The two are naturally Fang Longye and Long Xuan.

Since he acted as a Sword Immortal, Fang Longye naturally took a name for himself - Wine Sword Immortal.

There are gourds, fine wine, and fairy swords.

Well, why isn't he a wine sword fairy?
As for the so-called stylus in the right hand, it is naturally the Coiling Dragon Spear.

As the Coiling Dragon Spear became a top weapon, the huge gap made it no longer so easy-going.

Faced with such a situation, it is natural to use water to grind one's kung fu, a little bit of sacrificial training, and regain control of it.

Therefore, as long as Fang Longye is free, he keeps turning the Coiling Dragon Spear into the size of a brush, holds it in his hand, and rubs it continuously.

It can be said that with the current quality and power of the Coiling Dragon Spear, even if he entered the Taiyi realm, Fang Longye would have to maintain this image for a long time.

If during this process, if he was shown to be holy and mortal, and was able to be portrayed as a painting, I am afraid that such an image will be left behind.

Just like Lu Dongbin, the founder of Chunyang in the previous life, because of the story that he was once borrowed by Emperor Zhenwu, he had an image of carrying an empty scabbard, which was depicted in a painting.

The vision converges, and the surroundings return to calm.

Before the senior sword fairy in front of him looked at him, Duanhe immediately saluted and said, "Laoshan sect Duanhe, I have seen two seniors."

The attitude is respectful, gentle and polite.

Between actions, even the strictest people can't find reason.

"Don't be too polite."

Fang Longye flicked lightly, and he lifted Duanhe up with his own wind-like strength.

He looked this end up and down, nodded, and said in admiration: "Sure enough, you are as good as your name. With this kind of heart, you will be a golden fairy the next day."

"Thank you, senior, for your kind words."

Although Duanhe felt that his aptitude was good, the level of promotion to Jinxian was different from Yuanxian's promotion to True Immortal, but many comrades fell into this trap.

He doesn't have full confidence, even if he has the golden fairy's perfect master to protect and protect the way, his master ancestor even created the top Taiyi of the Laoshan school.

So Duanhe didn't say much, but led the way ahead, saying: "Master was preaching earlier, I'm afraid I can't come to meet senior right away, I hope senior will forgive me."

Fang Longye waved his hand, and said with a loud smile: "No need to be like this, I just passed by Guibao Land. I happened to be interested, so I decided to visit Guipai. It's my fault for disturbing you for no reason~"

It's just that the eyes are heavy, and there are thoughts in my heart.

Laoshan school?
Is it not just from the Shangqing lineage?
Also, the real Laoshan Mountain seems to be in Nanzhan Buzhou, right?
……

Winding along the mountain road, admiring all the wonderful scenery of the immortal family, Duanhe led Fang Longye and Long Xuan to a Taoist palace.

"Senior, this Qing Palace is the place where my Laoshan Sect specializes in entertaining foreigners. I hope that seniors will not dislike this place of burrows."

Fang Longye smiled, looked around, waved his hands and said: "The Qing Palace is quite in line with Taoism and nature, why is it called the Burrow?"

Not only because the Qing Palace is really not small, the so-called burrow is nothing more than self-effacing.

It is because he has determined which branch of the Sanqing sect this Laoshan faction belongs to!

Looking at the three big characters of "Taiqing Palace" shining brightly on the plaque above his head, Fang Long smiled secretly from the bottom of his heart.

Regardless of the previous life, in this life, in the prehistoric world, the "Taiqing Palace" was called the Xiaqing Palace by the Laoshan sect. What other reason could there be?
This Laoshan school belongs to the Shangqing lineage, it is a certainty~

Pace into here, accompanied by Duanhe, tour the scenery of the Qing Palace.

Through corridors and paths, Fang Longye and his party came to a courtyard.

Duan He introduced from the side: "Senior may not know, the foreign guests received by this Xiaqing Palace include not only fellow visitors, but also the pilgrims who enshrine my Laoshan sect."

"And the area where this courtyard is located is a place dedicated to ordinary pilgrims who sincerely respect the Tao."

Fang Longye nodded, expressing his understanding.

After all, the Laoshan School is not just a pure practice sect, but also has a religious nature, and it always needs to contact believers and pilgrims.

When Xin stepped inside, he saw clarity and cleanliness all around.

There are pine and bamboo clumps, moss flowers all over the ground, and white cranes flying in threes and fives.Even if it is only a place for ordinary pilgrims to live, it is also a wonderful scene of a fairy house.

"what?"

Fang Longye cast his eyes on the three withered and withered flowers and trees, and he couldn't help but look strange.

You know, what is this place?
A sect of Immortals, the place where Golden Immortals stop.

No matter what kind of flowers, plants and forests, once they enter this place, they will surely grow green for a thousand years and never grow old.

How can there be a phenomenon of decline and withering?
Hearing Fang Longye's exclamation, Duanhe followed his gaze, also showing surprise.

"This~ I remember more than a month ago, this winter tree and white peony, are they alright?"

……

"Huh? Who chopped off that red-leaf grass!"

"Damn it!"

"Just like that, three lives were killed!"

"Ah! Lamentable, admirable, pitiful!"

Fang Longye suddenly became angry when he saw Duanhe, who was always gentle along the way, and even jumped up in anger.

Immediately very surprised.

Just hearing the angry words in his mouth, his complexion suddenly became strange.

Just because the scene in front of me seems to be very similar to a story in Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio in my previous life.

Looking at the dead peonies and winter trees, Fang Longye murmured in his heart: "Xiangyu? Jiangxue?"

for a long time.

Duanhe finally calmed down, stopped cursing, turned to Fang Longye and apologized: "I made senior laugh!"

"It's just~" With tears in his eyes, he looked at the three dead flowers and trees, and said in a choked voice: "It's really the twists and turns, looking back now, it's too epic~"

"The younger generation can't help but yearn for it~ That's why they are so angry and mournful."

After speaking, he immediately spoke.

As he spoke, just at the beginning, Fang Longye's eyes flashed with clarity.

"Although the details may be different, it is indeed the story of Xiangyu, Jiangxue and Huang Sheng told in Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio in the previous life~"

(End of this chapter)