With excitement, Deng Chanyu looked into the gatehouse and saw a huge palace standing on the top of the extremely quiet mountain, seemingly real and illusory.
The style of the palace is very similar to the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the previous Forbidden City, which is solemn and solemn.
The rows of rooftops look particularly gorgeous under the sunlight.
From her perspective, she could see that the lintel on one side of the palace was inlaid with many patterns of birds and animals, each of which was lifelike, as if they were about to dance. The lintel on the other side was inlaid with the sun, moon and stars. When she looked over, it was like It was like seeing a vast and boundless starry sky.
The dark red walls on both sides are embedded with countless gems, shining with charming light.
The interior of the palace cannot be clearly seen, only various decorations are piled together to form a gorgeous picture. There is a huge jade throne in the center of the palace, surrounded by densely inlaid with various jade stones.
The main hall faces north and faces south. The building is divided into front and back courtyards. In the front yard there is the mountain gate where Deng Chanyu stands, the stone monument, the front hall and the side room. From the back yard, she can only see two rows of Taoist houses on the left and right.
When she was wondering whether to wait here or make some noise, the front door of the front hall slowly opened, and a young woman wearing a lotus-shaped silver crown on her head and a long dress embroidered with cyan gauze and gold silk stepped out.
The woman looked to be two years older than Deng Chanyu, and she smiled sweetly, as if she were a freshman at a university.
"My mother said, 'There is a guest coming from afar. You can go and greet him.' I guess it must be you?"
Deng Chanyu: "..."
This seems to be the line that Sun Wukong met in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, right? Is it all a routine? I was at the foot of the mountain just now, and it seemed that I only saw the farmer but not the woodcutter.
She showed a flattering smile: "Hello sister, I am indeed my little sister..."
The young woman waved to her openly: "Don't stand there stupidly, come with me to pay my respects to my mother."
This matter cannot be ambiguous. Deng Chanyu took two deep breaths to calm down completely. She took half a step back and followed the young woman inside.
The further she walked, the more she felt something was wrong: "Sister, it's a bit strange to say this...but sister, you make me feel so kind."
This is not that she is trying to please the other person, but that she really has that feeling of blood connection.
who is this? It’s impossible for Deng Jiugong to have a Taoist daughter outside, right? Old Deng looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, how could he do such a thing?
The young woman covered her mouth and chuckled: "I am the empress...ahem, my mother's horse Qingluan, from the Phoenix Clan, we are indeed somewhat related."
Oh, I got it.
This guy who looks a bit naive is actually an old man from the Phoenix Clan! Then she was indeed lucky. She hugged Nuwa's thick legs and escaped the disaster and survived to this day.
Alas, it’s not easy for this person to be a mount.
"Mom calls me Xiaoqing. You can call me that too. How about I call you Ayu?"
"Okay, Sister Xiaoqing."
Entering the main hall, a person appeared on the jade throne that seemed to be wrapped in light mist before. It was Old Mother Lishan who taught Deng Chanyu how to sharpen iron rods in Nandu.
Deng Chanyu quickly bowed down and said, "More than a month ago, under the guidance of my mother, I was able to understand the wonders of yin and yang and the five elements. I have succeeded today and I came here to return the magic weapon."
She took out the embroidery needle and the patchwork stone. The mother didn't see any movement, and the two magic weapons escaped Deng Chanyu's control and came to the mother.
"Well, it seems that the fireworks are a bit heavy, and your heart has not completely calmed down..." My mother asked: "How many days have you been training?"
Are there any days requirements here? Why don't you tell me in advance? Deng Chanyu calculated it secretly in her heart: "...Thirty-six days."
The old mother stood up and looked her up and down: "The talent is quite good. After all, my brother owes Yuanfeng a cause and effect. I have met Yuanfeng once before. The great love for the ethnic group is really touching. Since God's will is not Juefeng Clan, you have gone through hundreds and thousands of kalpas to come here, and I have obeyed God’s will and given you a chance, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?”
Deng Chanyu immediately fell to the ground and worshiped: "Disciple Deng Chanyu pays homage to the teacher. May the teacher have a long life!"
The old mother nodded and said with a little approval: "You are a very smart child. The Feng Clan is already delusional. Now all we have is Deng Chanyu from the human race."
Is there any other way to say this?
Someone secretly broke into a cold sweat, you must have too many unspoken rules here!
Old Mother Lishan waved to Xiaoqing: "Bring me my creation, the Immortal Cauldron."
Soon, a four-legged square tripod, which was as tall as one person and exuded an unknown cyan halo, was placed in front of Deng Chanyu.
The seriousness on the mother's face dropped a few points, and she said with a bit of ridicule: "You naughty child, the theory of spiritual roots you came up with in Nandu is absurd, but if you think about it carefully, it seems quite It’s interesting, come on, let’s test it and see what kind of spiritual root you have.”
Deng Chanyu: "...!"
Although my set of theories has been revised one after another by Internet article authors, it seems to be perfect, and in fact... it is actually considered perfect, but it is all fake! The human body has all five elements. How can a person have a single attribute? Not an elemental life? Those who are outside the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements are at the level of top immortals, and it is impossible for ordinary mortals to reach this level.
Deng Chanyu thought about it for a while, while Qingluan covered her mouth and chuckled from behind. Mother Lishan pointed at the cauldron: "Here, put your arms on the side of the cauldron and let me see your qualifications."
Looking at qualifications? Looking through the arm?
She abandoned the joke in her mind that she wanted you to die and rejoin the Russian gang, rolled up her sleeves, and put her jade-like arms on the side of the cauldron.
Dading looked at the fire, but it was not actually hot. It did not leave any patterns on her arms. On the contrary, there was a breath of fresh air traveling along her arms and throughout her body, which swept away the fatigue she had accumulated for more than a month. null.
Then a loud "bang" sound was heard from inside the cauldron, and three colorful rays of light emerged from the mouth of the cauldron.
Qingluan looked in nervously, and Old Mother Lishan nodded slightly: "The response to this test is a bit strong, I should adjust it next time...According to what you said in Nandu, you should be considered a Phoenix Dao Body. Right? The talk of golden elixir, Yuanying, and transforming into gods is indeed majestic. It sounds much better than simply refining Qi and transforming Qi into gods. Should I tell Senior Brother Sanqing later..."
Deng Chanyu didn't dare to say a word. She was afraid that the Taoist ancestor who muttered, "I'm lying on the nine-fold cloud, I'm sleeping on a futon, is the true Taoist," would suddenly appear and strike her to death with a palm.
Testing continues.
Mother Lishan carefully observed the colorful glow.
"Well, Xia Gao is nine feet eight, and Chanyu has a good talent for alchemy."
Nine feet and nine minutes is the ultimate. In fact, among hundreds of millions of people, no one can reach the extreme.
The glow at the mouth of the trip gradually dissipated, the milky white mist closed inward, and a patchwork of colorful light spots appeared.
