He hurriedly said goodbye to Xinqian in the forest of Taoyuan Tower, and Yu Nian followed several immortal disciples who accompanied him on the road.
Although for Lu Yingchao and Qi Nanhua, going to Sifang Mountain was just a matter of waving their sleeves. Even if they had been ordinary people living under the mountain for many years, it would only take a little more effort. However, an old Taoist priest and a young girl were added to the road. Instead of walking up the mountain with great difficulty.
It was only strange that Lu Yingchao had just picked up the magic formula when he first entered the west city gate. He originally thought that Yu County was only a hundred miles away from Sifang Mountain, and it would not be appropriate to let Qi Nanhua take the girl with him, so he planned to let the old Taoist priest and his daughter drive up the mountain on their own. . Slow down, just slow down, and enjoy the scenery along the way.
However, few people knew the details of this weird old Taoist priest. Lu Yingchao heard from Zhang Xuanfu and other seniors that the talismans used by this old Taoist priest were unusual, not to mention that he also made it clear that he was from the Kongchan Mountain lineage. Lu Yingchao naturally thought that This old man with quite a bit of celestial spirit should at least know the simple art of riding the clouds. Little did he know that the old Taoist priest had a false appearance. He seemed to be a personable and elegant person, but in fact he had no ability to ride on the clouds. He had to use the excuse that the injury of Chu Jing Yao had not healed and used Taoism to warm himself up for the past few days. , simply unable to control the clouds.
Fortunately, Zhang Xuanfu did not stipulate when to send Yu Nian up the mountain, not to mention the matchmaking process to bring the old Taoist priest to the sect. Even if it was delayed for some time, he only had to report it truthfully. So, under the reflection of the setting sun, the four people staggered towards the Sifang Mountain where the tall mountain looked up. The old Taoist priest walked at the end, feeling the doubtful glances from Lu Yingchao and Yu Nian in front of him from time to time. Looking at the rosy-faced old Taoist priest, it was obvious that they found it difficult to understand. The girl naturally knew that her father was not that seriously injured, but she couldn't even use ordinary weapons. On the other hand, Qi Nanhua was still talking and laughing with the old Taoist priest, and they were so familiar that they seemed to have known each other for a long time.
Both sides of the narrow dirt path are filled with green grass and bright flowers. The fragrant fragrance of the bustling flowers permeates the growth of all things in spring. In this spring breeze, the young man who had just left his hometown unconsciously thought of Xinqian's delicate and delicate appearance. For a moment, Yu Nian was in a trance. That year, the two of them were intoxicated at the Yuxian Lantern Festival. In the lively and festive atmosphere, he personally inserted the exquisite hairpin for Xin Qian. The girl's smiling face lingered in the young man's mind, indelibly, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.
However, compared to the sadness of parting with Sister Yingxiu a few days ago, Yu Nian's mood now has become very indifferent. After all, he went to Sifang Mountain to study humbly. Although the Fairy Mountain is far away and has strict rules, the distance is only a hundred miles, so there will always be a chance to meet again. Unlike Sister Yingxiu, who has left Yu County, she had previously agreed with Xin Qian to send letters down the mountain, and she also knew her whereabouts, so we would definitely meet in the future. So now he doesn't need to worry too much.
Speaking of this, the young man who was heading towards the first door in the world had a difference of half a month in his character. Although the journey to eliminate demons lasted only a few days, what he had learned during this period was The truth is far from what it used to be, and more importantly, he experienced Xinqian's farewell to sister Yingxiu that day, and heard the firm vow made by the younger brother of the Zhang family. In addition, Qin Hongniang's letter made him deeply understand that the feeling of getting together may be measured in hours, days, or years, but there is always a farewell, but there is also a desire to see each other again. On the day of meeting, everything will follow fate and follow nature, and there is no need to be too forced.
Therefore, Yu Nian, who is open-minded by nature, is not so difficult to say goodbye to the girl he has been with for a long time, at least, that is what he thinks.
However, this young man who was walking on the immortal banner was looking at the scenery along the way at the foot of Sifang Mountain in a leisurely manner, but he didn't know that a few miles away, the man in Tsing Yi in Taoyuan Tower was standing in Yu Nian's former dormitory. Rouchang turns around.
The journey was long, and after a while, I got tired of the scenery. Yu Nian started chatting with Lu Yingchao next to him, because he saw the sword-wielding method in the Song Mansion last time. During this chat, the young man had a deep understanding of the Sifang Mountain. Daofa was very curious. Listening to his eloquent talk, I also knew how to teach Taoism in Sifang Mountain.
It turns out that in the inheritance of this method, each sect in Sifang Mountain has its own characteristics, among which Luoxia Mountain, which has been the most popular in recent years, is the leader. Lu Yingchao came from this lineage, but Lu Yingchao learned from others, but he was named in Luoxia Mountain. That’s all. There is also Yunlang Peak, which is said to have both swords and pills.
Speaking of Yunlang Peak, Qi Nanhua was walking behind and walked side by side with Yu Nian. He turned around and said with a smile: "Of course, the reputation of the sword and pill master is only recognized by our Sifang Mountain. After all, only our Yunlang Peak I am immersed in alchemy and can’t get rid of other things. Generally speaking, the name is not worthy of the name. The Yunlang Peak disciple who was picked off by me from the drum beating stage..." Qi Nanhua pretended to think about it, clasped his fingers and said with a smile. : "If there is no eight hundred, then there must be one thousand!"
"Do you dare to say these words to Senior Brother Jingsheng in person?" Lu Yingchao walked in front, glanced at Qi Nanhua, and exposed it mercilessly. He was also afraid that Yu Nian might misunderstand Yun Langfeng, so he added to him: "Junior Brother Qi is unruly by nature, and his words are inevitably a little exaggerated. Yun Langfeng's swordsmanship is unique, and the subtlety is not in words, even among their disciples. I can’t understand the true meaning of it either.”
Yu Nian was not a dull and ignorant person. One look at this scene and he knew that this Taoist Master Qi had some criticisms of Yunlangfeng, so he changed the topic and thought about the anecdotes about the world that Mr. Zhao mentioned, but it was overwhelming. Mainly based on the chivalrous Dao Cangshan, the young man couldn't help but mention the Jianghu matter.
Qi Nanhua touched the tip of his nose and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face. He picked up Yu Nian's conversation at lightning speed and made a special comment about the Cangshan Sword Sect, "Although the Cangshan Sword Sect occupies a corner in Dongyun Continent. The land and the hills are small, but they withstood the attack of the Eastern Wasteland Demon Cult a hundred years ago. It was fought one after another, especially since they also gave birth to an ancestor of the Sword Immortal. In the following decades, Here, it is as if several forces in the Eastern Wilderness have been swept away, almost forming a one-sided pattern. The current lively scene of the Cangshan Sword Sect has a lot to do with this ancestor, and is similar to the one in Sifang Mountain. It’s really different to concentrate on practicing. The gang of hypocritical knights from the Cangshan Sword Sect like to travel around the world and interfere in other sects’ family affairs. Of course, there is nothing you can do about it, because they are all evil in nature.”
Yu Nian next to him felt a little stupid. He didn't expect that the relationship between the three seemingly harmonious families could be so bad. But looking at Qi Nanhua's appearance, it didn't look like nonsense. Even Lu Yingchao, who had been the opposite just now, now said so. Not sent.
"Of course, Miss Chang from the Cangshan Sword Sect is an exception!" Qi Nanhua grabbed Yu Nian's shoulders tightly, and regardless of whether Yu Nian minded or not, he generously shared his little secret: "In the Cangshan Sword Sect, Among Zong's gang of people who fish in troubled waters, Miss Chang is definitely a conscience. I don't know how this fairy-like and exquisite person can be with these gangsters. She doesn't feel disgusted, but it's okay. , She is an extraordinary person after all, how can she be corrupted by some little brats!"
Lu Yingchao stopped in front and asked: "Is it Chang Yue from the Seven Shows of Cangshan? I remember you didn't go to the Shanji Meeting in Taiyi Mountain a few years ago, so why are you still thinking about her?"
Qi Nanhua chuckled, recalling the scene on Taiyi Mountain. Chang Yue was wearing elegant white clothes, lightly holding the magic formula with her right hand, and a pair of bright and crystal eyes fell directly on the ring. At this moment, there was only a faint cloud on the white jade slab under her feet. As the mountain breeze blew by, the soft and white cloud danced gently like the most exquisite and soft silk. Chang Yue's clothes also floated along with it, and her skin As white as frost and snow, unparalleled in beauty, it is so beautiful that it is difficult to let go. It is like a fairy from the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal world. In addition to loving it, it also adds a bit of admiration.
Even when he looked at the graceful figure in the air, he was still excited and couldn't control himself. It was really hard to imagine that there could be such a beautiful face in this world.
"Taiyi Mountain's Shanjihui, what is this?" Speaking of which, although I have heard these words from Mr. Zhao many times in the past few years, I have never understood them in detail. Hearing something new pop up from Lu Yingchao's mouth, he was greatly surprised.
curious.
When Yu Nian asked, Lu Yingchao tirelessly explained: "The Jishan Meeting in Taiyi Mountain is held every four years, bringing together all the sects in Kyushu to select the best of the younger generation. Industry thrives on diligence. , Huang Yuxi, originally I sent the ancestors of the generations to warn the younger generations and guide the young disciples, and passed down this grand event. At that time, Donghai Penglai took the lead in studying, and the original intention was to learn and exchange Taoism, and then gradually expanded the scale, and then it became To become this great event in Jiuzhou, it is now the 32nd Jishan Conference."
At the end of the sentence, Lu Yingchao felt bitter. Although the Sifangshan disciples were the initiators of the Jishan Conference, the Sifangshan disciples who eventually came out on top have not been seen for many years. In recent years, it has become even worse. For example, in the last Jishan Conference, Chang Yue, who was among the top four disciples of Sifangshan but was not seen in the end, and who was also one of the top seven in Cangshan, fought against the Buddhist disciples of Zenxin Temple, and was immediately praised by others.
Taoist Priest Yu Nian raised his eyebrows, full of confidence: "If I have some success in my immortality, I will also go to the Jishan meeting and try my best to win face for our Sifangshan!"
Thinking of that wonderful prospect, Yu Nian felt extremely passionate for a while. In fact, at the end of the day, Yu Nian still had the naivety of a young man, and he didn't consider whether he would achieve success. He only knew that when Lu Yingchao talked about the competition, he couldn't help but feel competitive. Heart.
