Feilai Peak stands in the northwest of Penglai Peak. Feilai Peak is narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, shaped like half a spindle.
The Immortal Terrace at the top of the peak and the Emperor's Palace at the bottom are respectively the place where the Immortal Emperor sat in meditation and attained enlightenment in mythology, and his Dharma Dojo.
The Emperor's Palace is a place of ghost craftsmanship where nature and immortal power blend together. Half of the veranda is empty outside the cliff, like floating on clouds. The palace has a golden roof with blue gates, winding carved railings, and stacked jade steps, giving it a majestic and ancient style.
The garden is exquisite, with unfailing flowers and evergreen trees growing in an orderly manner, and is majestic and graceful.
The palace is spacious and gorgeously decorated. Jade was ground to build columns, purple jade was carved to frame beams, gold was melted to build walls, and the walls were decorated with pearls, green feathers, and gold shells.
The ground is paved with jade from Kunshan. The ground is shiny and moist, and the shadows of golden dragons and colorful phoenixes are flying among them. The scene is spectacular. The rest of the room is covered with brocade and embroidery, and the room is filled with light and brilliant colors.
Yan Ci was once impressed by the extravagant style of Xilinfang. Now, comparing the two, the Emperor's Palace seems like a prosperous shop in a busy city, while Shangbin Garden has been reduced to a cold stall for groceries. Pan Shenglin, a charlatan, found some pearls and jade and went around the streets to offer treasures.
The Imperial Palace is a three-story building with ninety-five bays. The bright hall is equipped with a Yaotai and thousands of futons. It is the place where the Immortal Emperor teaches Taoism and the immortals listen to it.
Traveling around Xiyan Hall, Shangshan Hall, Xingyuwu and Liyun Hall, there are no relics in the Xuji Room and Jingdu Room in the inner court.
Suddenly he saw a strange light shining upstairs, and Yan Ci hurriedly climbed up the stairs to take a look.
The immortals flew away on cranes, leaving behind only a miraculous model of the heaven, earth and universe.
The model is huge, with pearls hung to represent the sun and moon, diamonds studded to resemble stars, tourmalines paved to resemble rivers and seas, and jade planted to resemble mountains.
An orb as big as a chicken egg is suspended in the air, and the clear light it releases envelopes the celestial body. With the sun as the focus, the stars move according to their trajectories.
Xiao Mengjiu forgot to flap her wings and exclaimed: "Hey, what a hidden gem!"
Yan Ci was slightly startled, secretly thinking that elves were born from the essence of heaven and earth, and had a long history. They knew very little about many rare things in the world, so he could ask for help in person, so he asked: "The pearl in the sea means burying talents, so there is still a real thing?"
Xiao Mengjiu said with a look of disdain: "Ignorance, everything in the world has its origin, it is not something that is patted on the head."
Yan Ci had already figured out Xiao Mengjiu's veins, frowned and said with a bitter smile: "I'm a frog at the bottom of a well, I have little knowledge, I hope the Holy Spirit will teach me."
Although the trick is old, it has always been tried and tested. The title of Holy Spirit always makes Xiao Mengjiu so happy that he can't stop. She pretended to be a well-educated Confucian, clasped her hands and said happily: "A child can still be taught, and a rotten tree can still be carved."
After saying this, he stopped hiding his secrets and recounted a story recorded in an ancient elf book.
Legend has it that in the ancient times, boundless darkness gave birth to chaos, and the eye of chaos gave birth to the ancestor of all mountains: Xuanhuang Mountain.
The fetal breath is hidden in Xuanhuang Mountain, and two veins are transformed into Kunlun Mountain and Qinglong Mountain. The two mountains spurt out black and cyan strange gases. The two gases intersect and bloom the spark of life, forming a spiritual fetus and giving birth to a strange spirit: Xuanhuang.
Xuanhuang wandered, walking in the endless darkness in search of light, and finally experienced many tribulations and died as a martyr.
After tens of thousands of years, Xuanhuang's remains gave birth to the creation god Pangu. Pangu split the heaven and earth, distinguishing the pure from the turbid, making the sun and the moon bright, all things in the world taking shape, and the universe beautiful.
Time passes to ancient times, when a vine of heaven and earth suddenly grew in the rock crevices of Kunlun Mountain. The leaves of the vine were luxuriant, and a fairy gourd was formed.
The Immortal Stone under the Fujita has been imbued with the Immortal Energy for a long time, and transformed into a baby, named White Concubine. Concubine Bai drank the sweet rain from vine leaves and became pregnant. She gave birth to a baby named Hongjun.
At that time, the spirit of Qinglong Mountain wandered across the sea, never to return, and transformed into five branches: Penglai, Fanghu, Yingzhou, Daiyu and Yuanqiao. The sweet wine pond at the top of Penglai Mountain is filled with dew from the sky, and a lotus with thousands of leaves and thousands of colors grows. The lotus has two seeds.
At that time, a fish demon named Jianggu was born from the Tianhe River. His body was huge and majestic. He opened his mouth to drink all the water from the sky and the earth, but his thirst was still not quenched. So he transformed into a Kunpeng, spread his wings hanging from the sky, flew to Beiming, and melted the mysterious world with the essence of fire. Ice, drink water to quench thirst.
The black ice melted, and the torrents surged all over the sky, drowning countless immortals.
Hongjun cut down Kunlun's dark wood to build a giant boat, carrying all living beings along the way and saving his immortal friends.
After wandering like a duckweed for thousands of years, I unexpectedly encountered the Kunlun Mountain fairy gourd rolling with the waves in the depths of the waves.
When he picked it up and looked at it, he found a pair of golden boys and girls hidden in the gourd. They said they were twin brothers and sisters born from the fallen seeds of a thousand-leaf thousand-color lotus in Penglai, named Fuxi and Nuwa.
The fairy gourd was enlightened by Meng Hongjun, turned around and turned into a giant ravine, swallowing up all the waves in the world without spilling over, and it was known as Guixu.
Returning to the ruins, I feel grateful for Hongjun's kindness and repay it by tempering the essence of ten thousand waters.
Hongjun said that the Immortal Friend's great weapon was exempted from success, which was the intention of nature and was not planned by man, so he politely refused to accept it.
Guixu was heart-felt and sincerely convinced. Seeing that the raging floods had caused all souls to be destroyed, and his soul and spirit had no place to turn to, he voluntarily took the body of a great ravine and turned it into the land of dead souls, becoming the Netherworld.
Fuxi and Nuwa were deeply moved when they saw the fairy gourd forgetting his own selfishness, so they stayed in Wuxian Mountain to stay with their close friends from a distance, and also assisted them in suppressing the souls of the dead.
The Pearl of Ten Thousand Waters carries this warm past and is forever left on Penglai Peak for the memory of the immortals.
As time passed by, the story quietly changed. It said that Hongjun was proud of himself and regarded the pearls of water as if they were useless. The world spread rumors, and the Jingzhu gradually fell out of favor, and was eventually abandoned by immortal cultivators, becoming a lost pearl in the ocean.
After hearing this, Yan Ci was stunned and sighed: "It's a pity that the pearl was left behind. It turns out that the world has not misunderstood its meaning."
After sighing for a while, he asked again: "Since the flood has been calmed down by Guixu, where did the theory of Nuwa mending the sky come from?"
Xiao Mengjiu pursed her lips and continued to tell. The Immortal Gourd resolved the changes, and Guixu's benevolence spread far and wide throughout the world. At that time, all the immortals in the Penglai mountains had arrived, and their strength was vaguely comparable to that of Kunlun.
Fuxi's favorite general Gonggong Xingke was instigated by others and was dissatisfied with the growing prestige of the God of Fire Zhurong, so he directly attacked Zhurong's mansion in Kunlun Mountain.
Gonggong was defeated, and when he fled, he hit Mount Buzhou in anger, the pillars of heaven collapsed, and the water of the mighty Milky Way poured in, turning the world into a vast ocean again.
Fuxi angrily killed Gonggong, and Nuwa repaired the sky and established the pole. The immortals in Kunlun Mountain felt pity for the suffering of all living beings and were unwilling to be kind. From then on, the war among the immortals broke out.
The war lasted for more than a thousand years, and the war even spread to heaven, and countless people in the immortal class fell.
The people were devastated, and the heaven was deserted. The gods of the Sun Palace and Moon Palace were forced to have no choice but to migrate the immortals to the heaven to accept their control, and then the source of chaos was calmed down.
Kunlun Mountain has read all the greed, hypocrisy, jealousy and other evils in the world, and quietly lost them in the interface. Many years later, the five mountains of Penglai experienced another change and separated one by one, disappearing from the world of mortals.
Yan Ci asked doubtfully: "In this case, how can Lu Wu and his family stay in this world?"
Xiao Mengjiu sighed: "The roots of the vines of heaven and earth turned into Lu Wu, the vine energy nourished the spirits, and the roots turned into hundreds of beasts. They were all under the control of Lu Wu, guarding the gates and households. The descriptions in the classics after that were vague, and some said that the immortals were burned in the battle The vines of heaven and earth damaged Lu Wu's vitality and did not recover for a long time. Some said that Lu Wu was unwilling to participate in the war and fled to the wilderness. But no matter what, after the war, the order of the human world was rebuilt, and Lu Wu devoted himself to cultivation, but he was always suppressed in the sky. It is impossible to break through in the underworld, and it is difficult to ascend.”
Young Qilin felt drowsy after hearing this, and Yan Ci suddenly asked a question that has troubled him to this day: "Is it true that there are gods in the sky?"
Xiao Mengjiu was speechless and said angrily: "Heaven and earth are one. Humans can live on the earth, so why can't immortals live in the sky? Just because you can't see or touch it doesn't mean there is none. The bastard is always self-righteous! Ignorant! Superficial!"
Yan Ci unintentionally aroused the anger of the elf and quickly explained: "Yan asked casually, don't blame the Holy Spirit."
After a basket of good words, Xiao Mengjiu said proudly: "Don't talk about the fairy world, the demon world, and the netherworld. Even if the pre-era or ancient spirits survive, it would not be surprising even if foreign objects from the sky come over."
Yan Ci didn't dare to say anything anymore, but couldn't help but said: "Since Guixu is the Netherworld, I wonder where it is hidden?"
Xiao Meng Jiu looked outside the mountain and pointed, and said calmly: "The Underworld Sea divides Yin and Yang and becomes the passage of hell. The sun side is the human world, and the shadow side is planted with thousands of cold peaches. The ancestor of the zombies Ying Gou is rowing in the middle of it, guarding the underworld sea. Your Majesty wants to Go and have a look?"
Yan Ci was so shocked that his hair stood on end. If this really happened, it would really be called a journey through hell.
The immortal family has a wise eye but leaves behind a bead. It is a rare opportunity for Yan Ci. It is the essence of ten thousand waters. Just by hearing the name, you know that this bead has endless magical uses.
The treasure of the sea rests quietly in mid-air, with no restrictions or abnormalities, just within reach.
He picked it off gently with his fingers, and the model of the heaven, earth and universe lost its source of support and turned into smoke and drifted in the air.
The beads are very icy and cool, with a long and clear glow overflowing with the breath of time. When weighed in the hand, there is an indescribable heaviness.
Yan Ci had the illusion that he was in a dream. He lost a Luo Yin Pearl and picked up a hidden pearl in the ocean. He didn't know whether the loss and the gain were worth it.
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In the dormitory on the top floor, the warm pavilion is empty and the corridor is deserted.
The interior furnishings are sparse and sparse, with carved screens, flower arrangements, painted fans, etc. all of ordinary quality. There is nothing in the scroll room, meditation room, Huadan room, and Shen Tong room.
The west corridor is spacious and spacious, where you can sing to the wind and look at the moon. Several clusters of ornamental flowers are in full bloom.
Xiao Meng's mood was waning, and she complained: "It's unlucky to be a ghost of the time, and I only had to look at the scenery when I came to Penglai. I think I committed some evil in my previous life."
She spoke so seriously that she had forgotten that she was a spiritual being in heaven and earth, and she had not yet received any good luck.
Yan Ci was troubled, and said sarcastically: "Now that you've come, let's make peace with it. Penglai Mountain's aura has been flourishing for a lifetime. It's better to stay here and practice, so as not to encounter misfortune when you go back."
Xiao Mengjiu seemed to be smiling, but looked up at the sky and said, "It makes sense, and I don't want to be fooled again when I go back."
Yan Ci suddenly thought of Han Bing, and was dumbfounded. He said sarcastically: "It's just a joke, it can't be taken seriously."
Xiao Mengjiu turned back and went downstairs, humming strangely: "You are a hypocritical person. It is my fault in my previous life that I met you."
Just as Yan Cicheng was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange white tree next to him suddenly bearing a red fruit. The fruit was delicate and exquisite, like red crystal.
Yan Ci asked curiously: "Hey, is there such a weird thing?" While talking, he picked the fruits to smell and taste them.
It's mysterious to say that the fruit melts as soon as you inhale it, turning into a wisp of red mist that goes into your nose and disappears.
Just as Xiao Mengjiu screamed out, Yan Ci turned over and fell down.
Disease enters through the mouth, and misfortune comes out of the mouth. Xiao Mengjiu wanted to slap him twice, poke his forehead and tell him not to be so arrogant and his mouth not to be so itchy.
But when Yan Ci woke up and looked at her inexplicably, she suddenly felt that two slaps were too few.
Yan Ci sat there dumbfounded for a while and asked, "What the hell is that?"
Xiao Mengjiu said angrily: "Poison."
Yan Ci felt that he was not feeling any discomfort, wrinkled his nose and said, "It smells good and smells good. If you smell it too much, you will probably become addicted."
Xiao Mengjiu laughed so hard that she staggered around and laughed, "I'm afraid she's just a fairy."
The young Qilin bared his teeth and squinted his eyes, looking as if he was overjoyed.
Yan Ci sighed softly and retorted: "Immortal farts are purely fragrant and have no knowledge!"
"Absurd!" Before he could finish speaking, an old and weak voice suddenly floated in his ears, "Farts are the turbid air in the abdomen. Immortals eat vegetables and drink dew, but do not eat grains. Where does the air come from?"
Yan Ci was shocked and asked who he was. Turning around and searching everywhere, the clear breeze spread across the mountain, but there was no trace of a human being.
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