The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Although the scenery of Siming Mountain is beautiful, it is now deep in winter. The vegetation on the mountain is bare, and there are piles of snow. Therefore, few people go up the mountain to play at this time.

　　 But at noon on this day, on this snow-capped mountain, two people walked side by side. These two people, one young and old, are Liang Yan and Yun Xuzi.

　　 The two walked for a while, and suddenly a gurgling stream appeared in front of them. Strange to say, this mountain is so cold, it stands to reason that this creek should have formed a glacier long ago, how can it flow as happily as it is now?

　　 However, Yun Xuzi was not surprised at all. He raised his hand and punched a magic trick into the storage ring, only to see a small wooden boat floating out of the storage ring, turning into a blue light and falling into the stream.

　　 The wooden boat fell into the stream and grew long in the wind, and suddenly became three feet long. There was no turbulence in the gurgling water, and it was as steady as the ground.

　　 Yun Xuzi jumped into the canoe first, sat cross-legged on it, and got into solitude.

　　 Liang Yan swept his gaze towards the lower stream, and saw a vast expanse of white, without seeing the end, he could only shook his head slightly, and then jumped onto the canoe.

　　 The two in a boat drifted downstream along the stream, and soon plunged into a cloud of white mist. When the white mist dissipated, Liang Yan unexpectedly discovered that he was already in a cave.

　　 This cave is deep and narrow, and the distance is even darker, even with Liang Yan's eyesight, it is impossible to see.

　　As the canoe slowly deepened, the river became narrower and narrower, and the surrounding mountain walls slowly approached. In the end, the canoe almost moved against the edge of the mountain.

　　 Liang Yan and two of them wandered in the dark for a long time, until a little light suddenly appeared in front of them. As the light got bigger and bigger, the wooden boat jolted and finally drifted out of the cave.

　　 I saw that there was a huge lake with no waves, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there was no access at all. I'm afraid the only entrance is the narrow cave behind him.

There is also a small island in the center of 　　 lake. There are already four people on the island, either sitting or standing on the east and west.

　　 Sitting at the east end is a sick scholar. At this moment, the smiling face of Chao Yun Xuzi looked at him.

　　 Standing behind him was a girl in blue. Liang Yan had also seen it in the wine shop that day, but today she didn't endorse and carry the wine. Instead, she changed into a strong outfit. It looked like she didn't have any weak breath anymore.

　　 As for Xitou, sitting on the other side is a middle-aged man in Mai with a long knife. A scar on his face runs across his cheek, looking rather vicious.

　　 And standing behind him is a young scholar, winking at Liang Yan, this person Liang Yan is already very familiar with, and it was the plan to take him to the Lichunyuan a few days ago!

　　 Liang Yan tilted his head slightly, pretending that he didn't recognize the goods. Suddenly the sick scholar said:

　　 "Do not come here unharmed, Daoist Yun hasn't seen you in many years, but the style remains the same, so gratifying!"

　　 Although the voice is soft, Liang Yan can hear clearly when he is on the edge of the big lake.

　　 "Hehe, Brother Li Zheng is also a great advancement in cultivation, why bother to tease Yun." Yun Xuzi held his fist away.

　　 The two people complimented each other across the lake, but they never said that they would not have a secret meeting at the wine shop a few days in advance. Obviously, they had already tacitly tacitly stated.

　　 Yun Xuzi collected the wooden boat after he finished speaking. At the same time, with a pinch of Fa Jue, he grabbed Liang Yan and jumped onto the whisk, turning into a blue light and falling straight on the island.

　　 "Friend Zhao Wuming, don't be unharmed!" After stepping on the island, Yun Xuzi said hello to the Maid-backed swordsman.

　　 "Hehe, it's hard for Yun Xuzi to remember it!" Zhao Wuming laughed and gave him a deep look.

　　 Yun Xuzi stopped talking when he saw this. He also found a bluestone like a sick scholar, and meditated on it cross-legged. As for Liang Yan, of course he can only stand behind him and wait.

　　 Not long after the two of them were in position, there was a crane sound from the exit of the cave in the distance, and then a white light flashed by, galloping in from mid-air.

　　 Liang Yan looked up and saw a white crane crossing the sky, and sitting on its back were the crane woman and Murong Xuewei.

　　 After the crane woman landed, she nodded slightly to the three people in the field, and then took Murong Xuewei to a remote place, and she waited quietly.

　　 After these four groups arrived, there was no sound in the cave.

　　 Everyone meditated on the island and adjusted their breath. After waiting for another half day, there was a burst of laughter from the mouth of the cave. Someone said:

　　 "Amitabha, I didn't expect that the benefactors were so impatient, but the little monk was negligent."

　　 Liang Yan turned his head to look, and saw a huge pu fan floating in the stream at the entrance of the cave, which was two feet long.

　　 stood a tall, plump yellow robe monk on the fan, with a smile on his face. On his shoulders sat a twelve or thirteen-year-old monk, holding a prayer beads, chanting scriptures.

　　 "Huh! Laughing monk, why did you arrive at Mingyi City so late in the morning?" Yun Xuzi snorted coldly.

　　 "Hehe!" The monk smiled unchanged, and said cheerfully: "The little monk is no better than the others, but he practices bitter meditation. Whenever he goes to a place, he needs to experience the local worldly sufferings, so he delayed his journey."

　　 "Joke, you monk who has good wine and meat every day, what kind of bitter meditation can you cultivate?" Li Zheng said with a look of disbelief.

　　 "Hehe, the donor doesn't know it! Alcohol and meat are nothing but intestinal poison. Monk, I am suffering from folk sufferings, just like the Shura dojo. No matter how I enjoy indulgence, I can't reduce my torture.

　　 "Hmph, fallacies." Li Zheng curled his lips and ignored it.

　　 The monk had reached the island between talking and laughing. He took the pu fan and carried the little monk on his shoulders, and jumped onto the island in one step.

"what?"

　　 I saw the monk glance at the people on the island, suddenly looked at Liang Yan curiously, and asked:

　　 "This person is not a pure yang body. Could Fellow Yun Daoist make a mistake?"

　　 "Huh, how can Yun make a mistake?" Yun Xuzi opened his eyes and said lightly: "This person has a special technique and has reached the realm of Buddhism Diamond Body Tempering. It is not pure Yang, but better than pure Yang!"

　　 "Is there such a thing?" The monk showed a shocked expression for the first time, then stared at Liang Yan and looked up and down, his eyes kept turning, wondering what he was thinking.

　　 At this moment, a cold wind blew across the huge lake. Even a person with a cultivation base like Liang Yan couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

　　 He subconsciously looked towards the cave entrance~www.ltnovel.com~ and saw a flash of black light there, and then turned into a black light bursting into the sky, and he was on the island in no time.

The visitor wore a black shirt, tall and thin, with thick eagle nose and thick lips. He did not speak after standing on a reef. He just glanced at the crowd coldly, then put his hands on his back, closed his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes to rest on the spot. stand up.

　　 As for everyone in the field, no one went to say hello to him.

　　 Although Liang Yan is puzzled, he also knows that this is not the time for trouble.

　　 Up to this time, the seven heads mentioned by the crane woman that day have reached six, but I don't know where the last one is now.

　　 "During the last trip to explore the secrets of the mountain palace, Fellow Hua Daoist was the most injured and almost died of life and death. Could it be that he couldn't make the appointment this time?" Li Zheng, a sick scholar, frowned.

　　 After hearing this, the others also had doubts in their hearts. At this moment, there was a sound of a machine from a distance.

　　 Everyone turned their heads and looked, only to see a big mechanism bird flying out of the entrance of the cave, with two women standing on it.

　　 was the first to be alone for ten years. Wearing a blue palace costume, he looked exquisite and pretty, not much worse than Murong Xuewei.

　　 There is one person behind her, but only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, dressed in a pink shirt, hiding behind the woman in front of her, looking out here curiously with big eyes, looking rather shy.

　　 "Let the fellow daoists wait for a long time!" The female driver, the big bird, landed on the small island and bowed to everyone and said:

　　 "Little girl Mengqi, the senior sister in charge was too badly injured last time and was unable to attend the appointment. So I asked the junior sister to take her place in this mountain palace tour."