Yaozun

The autumn rain is long.

Changjing is the second largest city in Chen State. It is located in the north of Xingchui Lake. Compared to the capital city where a brick can reach more than a dozen monks, Changjing is more lively and lively. People here come here. People are coming and going, the business is prosperous, the cloud boats coming and going in the sky, the big boats passing along the lake, and the gorgeous clothes on and off the passengers all make people who are new here linger and forget to return.

A cloud boat flew across the sky and landed on the edge of a high tower port. A few beams of sword light pierced through the sky, and most of the rest were low-level monks who could not control swords. One by one, with envious eyes, they walked into the tower from the boat, and then spiraled down the stairs.

Not far from the lakeside port, there was also a big boat docking. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in Tsing Yi combed her hair and carried a stick-shaped bundle. She jumped off the boat with a satisfied face. The red ribbon was blown up, and that delicate and exquisite appearance attracted many people around could not help but secretly look at her.

"The city of Changjing is really lively. It's worth it for me to secretly follow me." The little girl squinted her eyes in satisfaction, looked around the pedestrians, and suddenly saw a young man in white at the port not far away. Looking into the distance, he looks good, that's not the point, the point is, the pigeon on his shoulder is so handsome!

Look at that mouth that is good at sophistry, and that sharp feathers like a knife, and strong legs and feet, they are simply excellent materials!

She resolutely went up and said, "Brother, are you waiting for someone?"

Su Yao looked at the little girl who suddenly came up to strike up a conversation, and then looked at the soaring purple air on her head, and said with a smile: "no, it's just that I was fascinated by the beautiful lake and mountains for a while, little girl, what's the matter with you?"

"A little bit," she pointed at the pigeon naturally, "I would like to ask you to ask for some feathers to use for painting. I don't know if it is possible. Of course, I won't take advantage of you. The price is negotiable!"

Su Yao then turned her head and said to the pigeon, "senior, what do you think?"

The pigeon smiled contemptuously, held its head high, and expressed its disdain.

The little girl also saw that the pigeon is a person who can make decisions on her own, so she took out a cloth bag from her bracelet, and when she opened it, there was a scent that made her saliva secrete automatically: "Senior pigeon, can you give me a piece of feather? There are the most delicious large sunflower seeds in Nanhuang, do you want to try them?"

Just as Su Yao was about to ask what this thing was, she saw that senior pigeon had already buried her head in the cloth bag, and she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed for a moment. It seemed that he hadn't asked senior pigeon what he liked to eat for a few days.

After a few breaths, the pigeon stretched its neck back slowly, and shook off another feather, which was considered a promise.

The little girl smiled, picked up the feather, and said to Su Yao: "brother, you haven't eaten yet. It's better to meet by chance or to be together?"

Su Yao raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "OK."

So the group randomly found a lakeside restaurant. The little girl claimed that her surname was Zhong and her name was Xiaobing. She came to see the grand event of ascending to Xiantai in Changjing City, and also wanted to watch the fight between the three factions of Chen Guo.

Su Yao told the truth: "My name is Su Yao. I want to sell some goods in Changjing, so I came to find some buyers. I'm really not familiar with other important events. You are young, so you have a lot of experience. I I still want to ask you for advice."

He was gentle and polite, and would praise the little girl. Chong Xiaobing, who was on the opposite side, quickly became fond of this brother, and chatted with him everywhere.

Among them, the most talked about, of course, is the battle of ascending to Xiantai in Changjing City.

Su Yao has heard the word "Dengxiantai" many times, but she really didn't understand its meaning, so she asked her about it.

Chong Xiaobing said: "I don't know exactly how to operate it, but I heard from my father that every time there is a grand event to ascend to Xiantai, there will be a lot of quotas for becoming immortals, so every time it appears, it will cause huge crowds. For the fight, the cultivators who cross the tribulation from all over the world will come, so I will follow."

"Chengxian, don't monks practice by themselves, why do they need a quota?" Su Yao couldn't help joking, "Could it be possible that there is an exam?"

"My brother really hit the spot," Chong Xiaobing said with a grin, "I heard from my father that the aura is poisonous now, and ordinary spirit veins can no longer support monks to refine their immortal bodies and promote them to the immortal position. According to the saying, and on the immortal platform, there will be immortals who will give the test, and those who pass can become immortals."

"So, that's really a coincidence." Su Yao said with a smile, "Since we are not familiar with each other, let's go to this big city that is dozens of times more prosperous than before. This is the first time I have come to such a place Woolen cloth."

"Okay, okay!" Xiaobing stood up enthusiastically, "I have done my homework, so let's go to the Guanhe Pond in Changjing City first. I heard that if you don't go there, you will be in vain."

The little girl bounced down the restaurant, and Su Yao happily followed.

Su Yao learned some common sense of the world from the little girl, and at the same time toured this beautiful world with her, which is quite self-satisfied.

Changjing City is divided into inner and outer cities, the inner city is for monks, and the outer city is for mortals.

In the inner city, there are various material shops, elixir shops, and talisman shops, and they are willing to accept all kinds of materials. They both walked around, and Su Yao observed carefully all the way. Unfortunately, after searching for so long, they couldn't find Ru Xiao The head of the girl is purple, and from what I saw along the way, it is mostly a little green that can reach the sky.

I can't help but feel a little regretful. Last time I went to Tianzhu Mountain, I cheated and dug out a Bai Gentle to let my ideas go a step further, but this time I only met a little girl, and I haven't found her outstanding features yet.

I just know how to draw while chatting, let's get in touch again, there are many friends and many paths.

It's just that the pigeon on his shoulder couldn't help but glanced into the distance, there was a tall building there, simple and elegant, surrounded by layers of terraces - of course, this was not important, what was important was the sharp eyes on it.

Well, forget it, it’s better not to remind them. It’s wrong for the elders to remind them about the young people’s affairs.

……

"Why don't you drink anymore? What are you looking at?" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth asked Chen Zi, and followed Chen Zi's eyes to see the normal street scene and crowds.

Chen Zi watched someone shopping with a little girl talking and laughing, silently looking at the glazed cup in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was very green and distinctive.

"It's rare to see such a ferocious expression on your face."

Chen Zi immediately put down the wine cup, and restored his grandson's elegance and dignity: "Stop talking nonsense, going to Xiantai is related to the great plan of the gods, and there is no room for loss. Give me the list."

The other party handed it to him, and Chen Zi looked at it while holding it, but couldn't help thinking: Has he been away for half a month?

"Why are you looking at the list backwards?"

"Qiao Lu," Chen Zi looked at the boy tenderly, "If you talk too much, I'll burn you and leave the ashes to your brother. Do you think he will thank me?"

The teenager thought for a while, but was not sure, so he closed his mouth.

Chen Zi put down the list.

"The people below handed over the quota for going to Xiantai, do you really stop looking?"

"Anyway, most of them won't survive, so what's there to see," Chen Zi put down the glazed cup with some distaste, and suddenly got up, "Stay here and watch, I'll come back when I go..."

"Are you sure?" the young man said coolly.

Chen Zi suppressed the unhappiness in his heart: "Forget it, I'll settle the matter with him after I'm done with the big things."

……

In the autumn rain, outside the huge outline of Changjing City, there is a layer of mountains surrounding it, like a giant dragon, guarding its dragon ball.

A young man in black clothes greeted the drizzle and walked among the mountains with a sword in his hand.

His eyebrows are handsome and good-looking, but there is a vertical mark between his eyebrows, and his expression is indifferent, like a cold stone, which makes people dare not approach him.

Turning around a hanging spring, he calmly walked into a bamboo building in the mountains, and knelt down to worship on the bluestone slab outside the building.

"It's Xingchen," a short old man with chicken skin and white hair walked out of the small bamboo building, "You rarely come here, is there something wrong with going to Xiantai?"

Gu Xingchen shook his head slightly: "Master Mingjian, Xiantai wants to be established at the Changjing Ferry, where there are a lot of people, and most of the people in the city make a living here, I want to invite Master to move the ferry to the west of the city, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue for our faction. "

There was a smile on the old man's face, "My good boy, your heart is good, but I can't agree to it."

Gu Xingchen's expression remained unchanged, and he stood up indifferently: "Then, it's Xingchen who interrupted you, please leave."

The old man couldn't help being taken aback, and said with a smile: "Shen Er, don't you ask why?"

Gu Xing calmly said: "Left and right are just targeting me. I have already begged for mercy and I have done my best, so why should I listen to your arguments anymore."

The old man couldn't help being a little angry: "You child, since you came back, you have always put your energy on the death of those mortals, and you can't practice with all your heart, wasting your top-grade Gengjin sword body. If you say a few words about you, you still don't care. When you get angry, be soft, listen to me, we old men, how can we not comply with your little conditions."

Gu Xingchen raised his head and glanced at him: "I have my way of swordsmanship. Does Master have any advice?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "No more, get out."

Seeing that Gu Xingchen left without a trace, he couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, there are three seats in our Shanyang Sect for the Xiantai seminar, and you have a chance to take care of the other fellows."

Gu Xing frowned and said, "I'm no more than a golden elixir, and those two fellow disciples are only Nascent Souls, why do we want to enter the secret realm of the Immortal Terrace together? What can we compete with those great powers?"

"Climbing to Xiantai is a major event once every ten years in the Central God Dynasty. There will be patrol envoys who will open the fairy artifact. We monks will offer a lot of property as offerings. Based on the aura of the dragon veins and the luck of Tianjiao as a guide, we will have a chance. Open the door of the fairy world and enter the fairy world." The old man said in a deep voice, "In this way, you can become a fairy by purifying your golden body with the aura of the upper world. The upper realm is filled with aura, and with your talent, you may become an immortal within 50 to [-] years, so I, the Shanyang Sect, will naturally be able to share your light and enter the upper realm together."

Gu Xing said indifferently: "If it fails, the Shanyang Sect's accumulation will be exhausted, and the dragon's energy will be greatly damaged. What should I do?"

"So what, it's better than dying in this lower realm where spiritual energy is lacking, at least fight to the death!" the old man said angrily.

"It's just evading the facts." Gu Xingshen turned around disdainfully.

The old man couldn't help sighing heavily: "Last year, he was still such a well-behaved and sensible child. What a bastard, taught him to be like this!"

Gu Xingchen heard it, but he was still unmoved, and just left calmly.