I really don't want to lose the country

Then everyone is busy with their own work.

There are also many birds of prey in the mountains, sometimes flying high and sometimes leaping out.

Then he twirled his butt and walked away again.

There are even waterfalls in the mountains, like the Milky Way hanging on the front of the river.

The mountain stream flowing from north to south meanders along the mountain road.

The mountain road of Qishan Pavilion is very stingy.

It's just a few pieces of bluestone slabs, or they were hewn out of local materials.

However, after thousands of years of rain and pedestrians, the original marks have been worn away and become smooth.

After walking for two days, he finally arrived at the mountain gate of Qishan Pavilion.

There is no grand atmosphere in the phenomenon, it is more like the front door of a small temple, small and simple.

The front door was covered with weeds and vines.

"Qishan Pavilion, welcome Your Majesty!"

No one was seen outside the mountain gate, but the voices of a hundred and ten people came from inside.

Hua Bei explained: "Your Majesty, I have a tradition of not going out to kneel in Qishan Pavilion, please forgive me."

There is such a rule!

Bu Xiaofan explained at the side: "When you go out, you have to go out of the mountain. If you don't go out of the mountain, you violate the rules of the door and you will be punished."

Ye Qing said: "It's okay, let's just go in directly, I'm really curious, what's the inside of your Qishan Pavilion like!"

With that said, Ye Qing stepped in.

What came into view were more than 100 Qishan Pavilion disciples wearing Qishan Pavilion robes.

The city is also very cramped, there is no spacious flat ground, let alone a square-sized practice area.

But along the mountain road, there are all peach and plum trees like terraced fields.

A group of people stood under the tree.Let's watch it

Along the hill, extend up.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Everyone saluted one after another.

While talking, the sky seemed to be raining flowers.

The peach and plum petals on the tree fluttered one after another.

The flower rain welcomes the saint, with a long artistic conception.

Ye Qing could feel that just now, the people in the Qishan Pavilion used their internal strength, and they should have weaved some small magic circles.

Only then can the surrounding tree flowers be shaken off so smoothly.

"Everyone has a heart, don't be too polite!"

Ye Qing stepped up, heading towards the top of the mountain step by step.

The flowers on the road gathered and floated down one after another, covering the mountain road and falling on the heads and shoulders of everyone.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw a relatively large flat land, which was full of peaches and plums like a park.

There are not many buildings on the mountain, just a few halls and two rows of wing rooms.

Everything is clear at a glance.

It is neither mysterious, nor does it have the air of a big sect.

"You Qishan Pavilion is really a monster, just like this mountain gate, the general third-rate sects have surpassed you!"

Ye Qing said with emotion.

Hua Bei said: "Your Majesty, except for the relatively strict rules of going out of the mountain gate, our Qishan Pavilion is very free.

Usually, they don't gather for meetings to discuss anything. The disciples in the sect live scatteredly, and they can build a shed, build a house, or live in a cave wherever they like.

In short, there are no restrictions, and the practice is also casual. You can practice if you like it, and you won’t force it if you don’t like it.

To put it bluntly, it's just lax. If His Majesty hadn't come today, there wouldn't be so many people gathered together. "

As he spoke, Hua Bei himself smiled wryly.

Only then did Ye Qing show a clear look.

This Qishan Pavilion is really a wonderful thing.

No wonder it's because the things you practice are different.

That's why there is such a strange habit.

"Please, Your Majesty, we have prepared a meal." A middle-aged woman in white clothes and blue hair who looked like an elder came over and made a gesture of invitation.

The woman smiled at Bu Xiaofan, then stepped aside.

Ye Qing noticed this person keenly.

Pulling Bu Xiaofan into the hall.

"Xiaofan, this is your master!"

"Hmm." When asked suddenly, Bu Xiaofan froze for a moment, then nodded.

Ye Qing said: "Your master has a title!"

Bu Xiaofan replied softly: "Your Majesty, my master is called Qingxuanzi, and his surname is Luo! Princess of the Raksha Kingdom outside the territory!"

Outsiders.

Ye Qing turned around and cast a glance.

It doesn't quite look like an oriental face.

There is no trace of Western characteristics.