The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

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Chunjiang Pavilion is the most well-informed place in the lower reaches of Tianhe City, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are monks from all sects. Usually, if you want to inquire about the news, this is an excellent place.

The reason why Lienxin came here was to hear other people's words, to see if the old monk and Liang Yan had trouble in Tianhe City.

But to his disappointment, after sitting in the Chunjiang Pavilion for a long time, although he heard various rumors in the territory of Tianhe City, there was no news about the yellow-clothed old monk and Liang Yan.

"It shouldn't be.... Although Lingao hasn't gotten rid of the calamity and became a holy person, his methods are not much different. In addition, Tianhe City Lord Han Qianshan, there are two of them, crazy monk Why can it still be hidden to this day."

Da Shi Lianxin frowned slightly, waved away the two female cultivators beside him, and took another sip from the altar of "Chunjiang Yeyu" on the table.

The wine entered his throat, and a slight coolness first swept across the tip of his tongue and moistened his throat, and then the coolness sank into the abdomen, and suddenly turned into a warm current, flowing on his limbs.

This wine tastes twists and turns, like a girl in bud, between the soft intestines, there is a slightly drunken alcohol rushing to the forehead, which refreshes people, only feels that there is no place in the pores of the body that is uncomfortable, no place is not. appropriate.

"Good wine!"

Da Shi Lianxin couldn't help but complimented, picked up the wine jar on the table, and took a few more mouthfuls.

Over the years, he has been running away from time to time, just for an obsession in his heart. Although he knew that this obsession was difficult to achieve, he never wanted to give up.

Now that the wine is in sorrow, it evokes the past of the lotus, and it turns out to be a little depressed.

However, this bleakness was only for a moment, and the next moment Mr. Linxin's face was calm, even with a calm smile, drank the wine in the altar.

Just as he sipped heavily, there was a soothing sound of the piano in a room behind the attic of Chunjiang Pavilion.

The sound of the piano is low, euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring under the night sky, winding slowly from the valley.

Everyone on the scene heard the sound of the piano and couldn't help but stop talking. Some of the monks with the guqin on their backs even straightened up, looking very respectful to the owner of the piano.

The sound of the piano is pleasing to the ear, from the initial lowness to the bright and bright, everyone just feels that they are in the sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by butterflies with wings spreading, each fluttering with smart wings, carrying their souls far away Fly away.

Above the attic, behind the curtain of the room, a slender figure can be vaguely seen.

Many people's gazes drifted, their spiritual consciousness spread, and they wanted to see the true face behind the curtain, but they were blocked by invisible restraints. They could only see the frivolous hands and the slender jade fingers playing lightly on the Qin Xuan.

As everyone was immersed in it, the sound of the piano began to twist and turn, sometimes like a yellow oriole from a valley, sometimes like a pearl falling on a jade plate, there was no sense of lag between the ups and downs.

With the last finger flicking, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly at the climax. Everyone felt that they were still on the top of the blue clouds at the first moment, and returned to the world the next moment, and their hearts were full of depression.

The entire Chunjiang Pavilion was silent for a while, and everyone's faces showed a trace of loss.

After a long while, one person dared to shout, "Le Daoist fellow! Why did you only play half of it!"

"Yeah, I just heard the beauty, how come it stopped abruptly!" someone agreed.

Someone also laughed and said: "Friend Lin Dao is idiotic. With such a fairy music, it is enough to hear half a song, so why bother to expect too much."

.............

In the attic, everyone was talking about it, but the figure behind the curtain was sitting still, and after a long while, there was a clear voice from a woman:

"You guys, don't worry, it's not that the concubine doesn't want to play it anymore, but the score is only half, and the concubine doesn't want to continue, so I can only play it here today."

After listening to everyone, a look of regret appeared on their faces. Although some people didn't believe it, they wouldn't say much at this moment, and they started drinking and having fun again, and the whole attic became lively again.

"Surname Le?"

At this moment, Master Lotus heart frowned slightly, and shook his head after a long while, and said to himself, "It won't be so coincidental..."

He drank himself and was in a daze. On a wine table next to him, there were five Golden Core Realm monks who were drinking happily.

One of them is nine feet tall, naked to the top, with a copper drum wrapped around his waist, and his muscles are knotted, looking like a cultivator.

This person drank a large bowl of wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "The fairy sound of the Le Daoist is really well-deserved, and the Bu Sajia came here specially. Today is considered a long experience."

After hearing this, a black-robed man next to him asked with a puzzled face: "This is my first visit to Tianhe City, but I have also heard of the name of Daoyou Yue before. It is said that she never displays piano skills easily. It doesn’t look like today is a special day, how come you suddenly play elegantly in Chunjiang Pavilion?"

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Mu, you don't know anything about it."

Above the wine table, an old man wearing a lun scarf and a Tsing Yi robe twisted his beard and smiled slowly, and said slowly: "In ten more days, it will be the day when the city lord Han Qianshan will leave the customs. For a hundred years, the Lord Chunjiang Pavilion will play here every day recently, which can also be regarded as congratulating the Lord on leaving."

"Retired? No wonder!"

Master Lianxin heard a move in his heart, and secretly said: "If Han Qianshan is not there, then with the magical powers of the yellow-robed old monk, it is really possible to cross the sea without knowing it!"

"There has been no news for so long. Could it be that the crazy monk has successfully stolen the medicine and escaped from the city with the kid surnamed Liang?"

The more he thought about it, the more possible it became, and his heart suddenly became a little irritable.

At this moment, the shirtless man at the table next to the table asked again: "The city lord of Tianhe City retreats, why haven't I heard any news before? This is silent, it's about to leave the customs!"

"Of course you don't know! This time, the Lord Han is in secret retreat. It is said that he has realized some earth-shattering magical powers. If it weren't for my master to be one of the true monarchs of Tianhe City, I am afraid I wouldn't know so much. . And you cultivators outside Tianhe City, naturally even less know it."

Old Confucian Tsing Yi said slowly, although his tone was flat, but his words revealed a superior posture.

After listening to the other four monks, instead of feeling the least bit wrong, they started flattering. One said he was well informed, and the other said he was from the source, and the old Confucian was also smiling.

After several people flattered, they listened to one of the black-robed men with a smile and said:

"Han City Lord's cultivation base has long been extraordinary and sanctified, and now he is retreating and comprehending the supreme magical powers. I am afraid that he will be a rare rival in Xianzhou, Antarctica."

"good!"

An old man with purple beard also nodded and smiled: "Speaking of the most famous battle of Han City Lord, of course, it was the battle of Canglan Lake. The opponent at the time was the angry monk of the Buddha! That battle was fought very dark, eight There was not a single drop of water left in Baili Canglan Lake. The two fought for three days and three nights. Finally, they fought equally. Many people still go to Canglan Lake to observe the stigmata left by the two."

"Haha, I know this period!" The black-robed man said, "After that battle, the two sweared by high-five and agreed to fight again in five hundred years. Unfortunately, the angry monk disappeared without a trace soon afterwards. Naturally, there is no way to talk about it, which is a pity!"

After hearing this, the few people on the table were all a little regretful, but the old man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly and said lightly:

"What an equal share! At that time, our city lord was clearly an angry monk. If he hadn't cared about the face of the Buddha, I was afraid that he would have been slapped and slapped. He also said that he would fight again at a scheduled time. It was just a step down."

When he said this, he paused for a while, and then continued: "Furthermore, even if the angry monk barely managed to take the tricks of the city lord back then, he can no longer be an opponent now. How many people can stand up to the front?"

The words of Old Confucian Tsing Yi were bold and dry, and his face was full of red light, as if he himself was a hero. After hearing this, the few people nearby, although they were muttering to themselves, on the surface they agreed with each other, nodding their heads and saying yes.

These people pushed their cups and changed their cups, while belittling the angry monk while raising Han Qianshan. When it was said that, the angry monk could not even handle Han Qianshan's tricks.

Just as these five people were talking endlessly and the sky was falling into chaos, there was a cold voice from beside:

"You guys, have you seen an angry monk?"

The five people in front of the wine table were stunned at the same time, then turned their heads, and saw a young monk dressed in a white monk's robe standing behind them at some unknown time.

Although the five people couldn't see through his cultivation level, they all became silent when seeing him with extraordinary aura and being a member of Buddhism.

But after a while, I heard the old scholar in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "Angry monk? I haven't seen it. It may be that he was afraid of City Lord Han after the First World War, and now he hides and dare not see anyone! Otherwise, how to explain it, so many years. Haven't seen him show up before?"

"good very good!"

Da Shi Lianxin laughed in anger and said coldly: "The angry monk has not been born for a long time, but the world has forgotten his methods! With a few of you, you dare to make comments behind your back!"

While he was speaking, a strong breath emanated, and the five people at the wine table were firmly locked inside.

Those five people are only the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm, how can they withstand the pressure of the lotus heart's transformation into the Tribulation Realm? In the blink of an eye, his face was pale, sweaty, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Senior... Senior... If you have something to say, don't get angry!"

The shirtless man, the purple-bearded old man, and the black robe man were all sitting on the ground at this moment and began to beg him for mercy. Only the old Confucian Tsing Yi, although his face was pale, he still didn't get soft, and instead gritted his teeth and said:

"This is Tianhe City. Even if your cultivation is advanced, is it impossible to do anything here?"

Master Lotus Heart's gaze condensed slightly, and the spiritual power in his hand gathered, and a strong aura swept all around, making the other monks in the Chunjiang Pavilion far away.

Just as his aura rose to the apex and was about to take a step forward, a voice suddenly faintly said behind him:

"Why fellow Daoists should be angry? It's just a few of the juniors who speak rashly. It's not worth your action here."

The person who said this had a lazy tone and seemed to be a little cynical, but after hearing this, Mr. Lin Xin was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly turned his head.

"Three idiot friends?!"

..............

In the middle reaches of the Tongtian River, there is a vermilion courtyard with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Dozens of low pavilions were built in the yard. Between each pavilion, there is a road paved with sapphire slabs, and the haze is transpiring above, like a paradise on earth.

Hundreds of trail boys in Tsing Yi and double buns are shuttled on the sapphire road, back and forth between the attics.

Some of them held the incense burner in their hands, some were holding wooden plates, and some were carrying a few gourds, all in a hurry, looking like they were helping others refine alchemy.

Some Taoists walked into an attic, but didn't come out for three or four days. When the next one came to change shifts, they were already tired.

It's just that although there are many Taoists here, there is a building where no one approaches from beginning to end.

That is a three-story golden pagoda in the middle of the courtyard.

The shape of this pagoda is very peculiar. The lower two floors occupies a very large area, a few miles around, and the shape is also very smooth, but when it reaches the highest floor, it suddenly converges inward, looking like a giant pill furnace.

From the top of the pagoda, blue smoke appeared from time to time, but there was no sapphire stone road around the pagoda, and no boy dared to approach it.

At this time, on the sapphire road, the youngest little Taoist suddenly stopped, his eyes gurgling around a few times, and then he looked at the pagoda with doubts on his face.

Behind him was a twelve or three-year-old Taoist boy who seemed to be the oldest. Seeing him stop, he immediately shouted:

"Why do you still have time to be stunned? There is a furnace of the Lord's "Cum God Pill" in the sandalwood building to fan the fire. If the time is delayed, you and I will not be able to eat, hurry up!"

"But...senior brother...Don't you think it's strange? When did the middle'Yuanyang Tianjin' tower start to smoke? ?"

"what?"

The Taoist boy at the back looked at ~www.readwn.com in the direction he was pointing, and frowned slightly, and muttered: "Really! I have been here for three years to practice alchemy, and I saw it for the first time."

"You think it's weird too?" The younger Taoist muttered, and then continued: "Or...Let's go and see, maybe... ...."

Before he finished speaking, the Dao Tong behind him gave him a thud on the back of his head.

"What are you thinking? Don't kill me?"

The older Taoist said grimly, "I told you the first day you came here. You can only walk on the road with slate stones. If you just step out of the stone road, you will die immediately. Left! Open your eyes again and see, is there a sapphire stone road near the'Yuanyang Tianjin' Pagoda?"

After taking a closer look at the young Taoist boy, he replied in a quizzical manner: "No..."

"That's not enough, do our own business, and leave the rest alone!"

"Oh........."

The young Dao Tong replied, reluctantly retracted his gaze, turned around to follow the older Dao Tong, and walked along the sapphire slab to another attic..........

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