Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 53 Dharma Conference
Hua Feihua was quite happy to hear Xu Heng agreed.

She knew that Xu Heng had not yet perfected his magic power, so she said to Zong Jin: "Senior brother's dragon horse chariot is much faster than our own flight. Why don't you take me and junior brother Xu for a ride?"

Zong Jin didn't talk too much, but he was not shy. He opened a pocket on his waist and released a capless chariot pulled by two divine horses.

"Let's go, junior brother." Hua Feihua called Xu Heng and got on the chariot without politeness. With Zong Jin's soft drink, he saw two dragon colts spreading their hooves and pulling the chariot forward.

The three of them sat firmly on the chariot, but the speed of the two dragon colts was actually very fast, and they ran higher and higher. In a moment, they were already in the air, running towards the outside of the mountain.

Xu Heng saw that in just the blink of an eye, the Longju chariot had left dozens of majestic snow peaks behind, and then he realized in hindsight: "Brother and sister, are we leaving the mountain gate?"

"Exactly." Hua Feihua explained: "What we are going to is the nearest fairy city in Tianchi Mountain, called Bishan City. It is quite lively there. Junior brother, if you are tired of practicing in the future, you can go for a walk."

"Fairy City?" Xu Heng asked in surprise: "There is such a place?"

"Of course." Hua Feihua said: "Our Tianchi Xuanwei sect is not the only one who practices in the Snow Mountain."

Only then did Xu Heng realize that this vast snow-capped mountain was not as lonely as it seemed on the surface.

This land that stretches for thousands of miles has countless mountains and countless fairy peaks. It contains countless inspirations and many products that are completely different from the outside world.

Although it has always been called the simple and plain name "Great Snow Mountain", it has an elegant name called "Jade Kunlun" by practitioners in the outside world, which shows its great treasures.

In such a place, there will naturally be no shortage of cultivating forces. Even leaving aside the large number of scattered monks, there is a big sect in the Snow Mountain, not to mention a slightly inferior force. The wind of immortality is still prosperous in Tianfeng. above the earth.

"This Dharma gathering is organized by Senior Brother Meng Fusheng and Meng, who is a disciple of the fourth uncle. In addition to disciples from several small sects nearby, I heard that disciples from the Qionghua Sect will also come."

"If you want to make friends with fellow monks, this is an excellent opportunity."

"I see." Xu Heng didn't show much on his face, but he did have some interest in his heart. It was not to make friends with his peers, but to see what kind of demeanor the disciples of the Qionghua Sect would have.

He has read many Taoist books, many of which are miscellaneous. Some books will mention, what kind of sect is qualified to be called a big sect?

This has nothing to do with the overall strength or the number of disciples in the sect. There is only one standard, which is the person in the sect who has been certified to live forever, or simply the orthodoxy passed down by such an expert.

Of course, there are differences among the major sects. Some have a long history and have many masters. Some have ancestors who have achieved higher achievements and even attained enlightenment. Some are in the ascendant and prosperous. Naturally, some are declining and declining...

But this is not something that a monk who is still refining Qi and losing his Xuanguang can figure out.

Xu Heng has been practicing so far. Apart from the two Xuanwei sects, the only major disciple he has come into contact with is Master Yinzi, who is also a member of the evil sect. Naturally, he is somewhat interested in the disciples of the Qionghua sect.

As he was speaking, the dragon carriage was galloping through the sky without stopping for a moment. It had already passed many mountains and glaciers. The constant coldness in the air seemed to ease a little. Zong Jin noticed the change and said, "We're almost at Bishan City." Xu Heng looked ahead and saw a green color suddenly coming into view. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was a mountain of medium height, surrounded by snow-capped peaks. Somehow, it had created a spring-like climate, with pink peach blossoms and green willows, full of vitality.

Xu Heng saw that on top of the Bishan Mountain, there were golden palaces, hundred-meter pavilions, and pavilions on cloud terraces. He also saw that at the bottom of the mountain, there were orderly streets and scattered houses. He immediately knew that this Bishan City was originally a city where immortals and mortals lived together, and it was full of life. There are not a few mortals.

Hua Feihua followed Xu Heng's gaze, noticed his concern, and said, "These mortals were brought to the mountains by the monks in the past, and they thrived over time."

"It's a pity that it's not allowed in the door, otherwise we can bring our relatives and dependents here. It wouldn't be an extravagant dream to go home to visit often."

Xu Heng smiled slightly and said yes, but Zong Jin shook his head, but without saying anything, he drove the dragon colt and flew to the top of the green mountain, stopping in front of an eight-story pavilion.

As soon as he got out of the car, Xu Heng heard the sound of strings and bamboo strings coming from the building. Before he could look at the door plaque, someone hurried out of the door. When he saw Zong Jin, he said happily: "Brother Zong, you are here, and there are You, Junior Sister Hua, I heard that Senior Brother Meng wanted to invite you, so I called my sister too. "

Zong Jin just nodded and asked, "Is Senior Brother Meng here?"

Qian Yu immediately replied: "Senior brother has already arrived."

However, Hua Feihua returned the gift and introduced Xu Heng to the other party: "This is Qian Yu, Senior Brother Qian, who is a disciple of Fourth Senior Uncle. This is Xu Heng, Junior Brother Xu, who is a disciple of Senior Uncle Qiao."

Hearing this, Qian Yu was a little surprised and said, "Is this Master Qiao's new disciple?"

Xu Heng cupped his hands and said yes. Qian Yu suddenly became more enthusiastic and said: "If I had known that junior brother was coming, I should have greeted him in advance... Come on, follow me in quickly. I know you are coming, senior brother will be here." Very happy.”

Xu Heng raised his eyebrows, remembering what Hua Feihua said, that Fourth Uncle had many disciples, and not only did their talents vary greatly, but their degree of favor also varied greatly.

From Qian Yu's appearance, it was not difficult to tell what kind of person he was, but Xu Heng didn't feel that he had anything to be proud of. He just smiled kindly and silently followed Zong Hua and the others into the pavilion. .

Along the way to the top floor, Xu Heng smelled the unusual incense in the building. Listening to the sound of instrumental music, he knew it was time to get up inside.

Sure enough, when the bamboo curtain was opened, there were more than a dozen jade tables, most of which were already occupied by people, some in groups of three or two, and some alone. They were all dressed up differently, but they all looked young.

Some were clapping to the music, some were performing magic tricks for fun, some were drinking, some were tasting food, and some were discussing something seriously. Xu Heng followed Qian Yu and the others and could faintly hear the terminology from the Taoist book...

Obviously, although it is a gathering of young monks, it can still be seen that all living beings are different from each other.

Xu Heng was thinking, Qian Yu stopped in front and said: "Brother, look who is coming."

Immediately, Xu Heng heard a mellow voice, saying hello to Zong Hua, and then said softly, "This person is a stranger. He is here with his junior brothers and junior sisters. Could it be...?"

(End of this chapter)