Chapter 129 "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall"

After Wen Xi's special forces training in the evening, the three guests went back and fell asleep exhausted.

The next morning, it was still dark.

Wen Xi got up very early just to catch a glimpse of the sunrise on Mount Lu and practice swordsmanship on the mountain.

In her previous life, she was busy working in the entertainment industry. She didn't have time to take a closer look at the great things, and she didn't have time to spend the money she earned.

At this time, she had not expected that someone had the same idea as her.

On the other side of the town, three contestants who came to participate in the Chinese martial arts competition rushed towards Xianglu Peak with their bags on their backs.

Wen Xi was wearing a white training suit, put something in his stomach and went out.

She was carrying a long sword, which she had borrowed from the restaurant owner last night.

The restaurant owner is a martial arts fan and has a collection of unsharp swords at home.

Coincidentally, this sword looks very similar to the Longquan sword that Li Bai once used.

There is also a gourd wine bottle hanging on Wen Xi's waist. When he was walking around the town yesterday, several drunkards in the small world strongly urged Wen Xi to buy it.

She carried the flagon and sword on her back and headed towards her destination.

What Wen Xi climbed was the Xianglu Peak in Lushan Mountain to get a glimpse of the Maweishui Waterfall.

She climbed along the zigzag stone steps, and just as a thin layer of sweat broke out on her face, she heard the faint sound of water flowing hidden among the mountains and forests.

Wen Xi quickened her pace. Just as she stepped onto a wide stone platform, Wen Xi turned her head. The scene in front of her became wider and the sound of water flow became clearer.

Between the black and green rocks, water pours out from the peaks like silver chains. The waterfall water is sprayed tightly by the two cliffs, like a tail swaying in the wind.

Seeing such a magnificent scene, Wen Xi seemed to be able to understand the expressive mood of ancient literati.

The mountains and rivers have aura, and at this moment, Wen Xi felt it.

At this time, Li Bai was possessed, the sword in Wen Xi's hand was unsheathed, and he started to move.

The sun is coming out, the sky is lighting up little by little, and fog is starting to form in the mountains.

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The three contestants are all Taoist priests who came from Taoist temples across the country.

They came from the mountain road on the other side, and now they climbed to another waterfall viewing platform.

Priest Wuyou saw the waterfall and was excited: "Oh, this waterfall is much more spectacular than the spring on my mountain that looks like a child peeing."

He took out his latest foldable screen phone and handed it to Taoist Qingyang who was traveling with him: "Qingyang, help me take a video."

"I want to make a fighting sound!"

Qingyang reluctantly took the phone. Priest Wuyou was the most fashionable among them. His short videos now have 20 fans online.

The content of the video is all inappropriate, including a performance of washing your hair while standing on your head, and a challenge of spicy turkey noodles and drinking up a water tank in one go.
Then Priest Wuyou took out a foldable portable reflector and handed it to another Priest Qingxu: "Old man Qingxu, help me light it."

When Taoist Priest Qingxu opened the storage bag containing the reflector, he was slapped in the face by the pop-up reflector.

Angrily and angrily, he glared at Taoist Wuyou with his slapped red face.

One of the two Taoist priests was lit, and the other stood as a human-shaped mobile phone holder. The protagonist, Taoist priest Wuyou, wore a Taoist robe and danced the most popular dance on Douyin with the waterfall as the background.

This scene is simply not too beautiful.

Priest Wuyou is doing business in front of the camera, with his own expression management on his face: "Let's learn to meow and meow together~~"

Priest Wuyou was dancing hard when he saw that Priest Qingyang, who was holding a mobile phone, had his camera tilted behind him, and it was obvious that he was no longer filming him!

Taoist Priest Qingxu was looking behind him with his mouth wide open in surprise. The reflector in his hand fell to the ground without realizing it.

Wuyoudao, who was dancing better and better, was so angry that he put his hands on his hips: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you two doing? It's too obvious to fish for fish!"

Taoist Master Qingxu pointed behind him, his voice trembling: "We seem to have captured a god!"

Taoist priest Wuyou looked unbelieving: "What age has it been? You can lie to your brothers, but don't lie to yourself."

Having said that, he couldn't help but turn his head.

"Fuck!!!"

Taoist Wuyou couldn't help but roared, frightening the birds in the mountains.Not far from them, among the clouds and mist, they saw a man wearing a white robe and dancing with a sword, moving like flying, turning left and right.

The stone platform she was standing on had been obscured by thick fog. At this time, it looked like a person dancing a sword in the air, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog.

She holds a sword in her right hand and a gourd wine flask in her left hand. Between sword dances, she raises her head and takes a sip from time to time. She is extremely chic!
The three Taoist priests were all dumbfounded. They were drinking wine and dancing with swords in the air. They were really gods!

Nowadays, many players come to participate in the national martial arts competition. If they are just practicing swordsmanship, they think they are just watching the sunrise.

But now that I have witnessed it, that swordsmanship and the momentum of cutting through the void are really not like what modern people can dance with!
Moreover, judging from the outline of his facial features, that immortal was extremely beautiful and did not look like a mortal.

"Xian, the fairy family has appeared???"

"This swordsmanship is so cool, so cool!"

"This is the real Chinese swordsmanship! I feel like she can kill me with one strike!"

Priest Wuyou had goosebumps. He patted his head. Then, the two Taoist priests saw Priest Wuyou take out from his cloth bag——

A drone! ! !

Taoist Priest Qingyang was frightened and took half a step back: "You, what are you doing?"

"Aerial photography god?"

How much money did this bad old man make from making short videos and live streaming!

I am afraid of my brother's suffering, and I am afraid that my brother will drive Luhu.

His eyes were red with jealousy!
During the conversation, Taoist Wuyou had already controlled the drone to rise.

Taoist Master Qingxu: "You will disturb the immortals!"

Priest Wuyou asked back: "Didn't the immortal show up just to take pictures for us?"

"She must be here to support me in the Chinese martial arts competition!"

Regardless of whether she is a fairy or a fake fairy, Taoist Wuyou only knows that if this video is posted, it will definitely become popular!There must be some heat!

The drone has slowly approached the man wielding the sword.

Wen Xi, who was dancing the sword at this time, didn't know yet that he had a direct drone shot while practicing the sword, and there were three spectators.

Now, not only Taoist Wuyou, but also Taoist Qingyang also held up his mobile phone that can magnify 30 times.

Taoist Priest Qingxu looked at the old man's machine in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Wen Xi's sword was like a masterpiece, and the three Taoist priests all received a lot of inspiration from it. Just as they were looking at it in trance, a misty and ethereal female voice came from the distance.

"Rizhao censer produces purple smoke."

The three of them all thought they were hearing hallucinations, but then there was the next sentence!
"Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of the river."

The three Taoist priests were shocked. It was really the voice of an immortal!
Could this be a sign that the immortals were aware of their existence and were giving them guidance?

"Flying down three thousand feet -"

At the moment when this poem was sung, the Taoist priests were surprised to find that the water volume of the waterfall increased sharply!
The silver-white waterfall rushes down and rushes into the green pool, making a roaring sound.

This scene perfectly interprets the word "thrilling"!

And this rushing waterfall became the background of the "fairy"'s sword dance. She danced like a flying fairy holding a sword, and the sword in her hand stabbed, showing the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers!
At this time, the sun slowly climbed up the mountain, and the Taoist priests were already fascinated.

suddenly--

The sword wielder threw the sword in his hand upward into the clouds. This throw was dozens of feet high.

The three Taoist priests thought that the man would raise his head, and then reached out to catch it. Unexpectedly, the "immortal" put the wine bottle in his left hand to his mouth while throwing the sword.

She didn't look at the sword either, as if the wine in her hand was the most noteworthy thing at the moment.

The sword was sent up into the clouds, and fell with a "whoosh" due to gravity, and the sword glow flashed under the sun!
Just when the Taoist priests thought the sword would fall into the mountain stream.

I saw the "immortal" flicking his sleeves and stumbling around in a circle as if he was drunk. She stretched out her hand slightly, and the falling sword fell into her hand!

"It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

(End of this chapter)

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