Chapter 337 Taihua Mountain (Part 1)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 337 Taihua Mountain (first update)
The Zilan Mountains are located in the southeastern part of Korea, stretching for tens of thousands of miles and full of aura.
There is a spiritual mountain in the depths of the mountains, named Taihua. This spiritual mountain is full of exotic flowers and plants, and you can see spiritual birds and animals from time to time. Taihua Mountain is the family residence of the Song family.
The legend of the immortal has been circulating in the local area. Some daring outsiders once formed a team to enter the mountain to look for the immortal, but every time they were stopped by a thick white fog. Come and find yourself on the outskirts of the Zilan Mountains.
After that, outsiders dared not rush in again. During the holidays, a large number of people would go to the outskirts of the Zilan Mountains to worship and pray for good weather. It is not a festival, the Zilan Mountains are still very deserted, and few people come.
On this day, twelve cyan horses rushed from a distance and quickly rushed into the Zilan Mountains.
There are some blue scales on the surface of the blue horse. Twelve young men and women, the men are wearing long gowns, the women are wearing long skirts, with a blue lotus flower embroidered on the left chest. They are Wang Ruyan and his party.
At this time, they left Wangjiabao for more than three months.
Under Wang Qingyuan's suggestion, the Wang family uniformed their clothes, which was a sign of identity.
Not long after the group entered the Zilan Mountains, more than a dozen huge white cranes flew over from a distance, each with a cultivator on its back, led by a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, Build three layers of foundation.
"Fellow daoists, the front is the residence of our Song family in Taihua Mountain, no one else is allowed to approach."
The middle-aged man landed in front of Wang Ruyan and his party, and said seriously.
"My concubine is Wang Ruyan from Qinglian Mountain in Wei State, representing the Wang family, and here to celebrate Senior Song's birthday. This is an invitation."
Wang Ruyan and others hurriedly reined in their horses and stopped. She took out the invitation card and threw it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man checked the invitation card carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned the invitation card to Wang Ruyan, and said politely: "It turns out that it is Mrs. Wang, in Song Qingxian. During this period, there are too many guests who came to celebrate birthdays. , Madam Wang please forgive me."
"Young Daoist Song, you are being polite. Our Wang family is just a small family. If there is something offensive, I hope Fellow Daoist Song will not care about it."
Wang Ruyan smiled slightly and said politely.
"The fellow Taoists who came to celebrate Uncle Fifth's birthday are all guests of our Song family. Madam Wang, come with me."
Song Qingxian put away the giant white crane, released a one-horned spirit horse that was as white as jade, turned on the horse, and ran quickly towards the distance.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ruyan and others hurriedly whipped their horses and followed.
After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a dense forest, most of which was covered by a white thick fog.
Song Qingxian took out a white square token with some patterns of flowers and plants on the surface, and swayed towards the dense forest ahead, a white light flew out of it, and disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.
The thick white fog in the dense forest billowed violently, and it didn't take long to dissipate, revealing a spacious passage.
"Mrs. Wang, follow me closely and don't rush in. If you touch the formation, you will be in big trouble."
Song Qingxian gave a warning, and slapped the whip on the spirit horse below him, and the spirit horse ran forward quickly under the pain.
Wang Ruyan and 12 people followed closely behind Song Qingxian to avoid breaking the restraint.
Through the dense forest, there is a valley full of singing birds and flowers, and a group of spirit butterflies dance in the valley.
On both sides of the valley are a large expanse of blue spirit flowers, the buds are crescent-shaped, and there is a strong fragrance of flowers in the air.
After passing through the valley, a spiritual mountain with a height of five or six hundred feet appeared in front of Wang Ruyan's 12 people.
Lingshan has dense vegetation, and the buildings extend from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. You can see a lot of people walking around.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet more than ten feet high, engraved with three golden characters "Taihua Mountain" on it, shining with inspiration.
"Mrs. Wang, this is Mount Taihua, the residence of our Song family."
Song Qingxian introduced enthusiastically, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.
"Not bad, full of aura."
Wang Ruyan praised politely.
Song Qingxian put away his spirit horse and took Wang Ruyan and others up the mountain.
The entire Taihua Mountain is like a huge castle, inhabited by a large number of cultivators. The spacious and tidy streets are crowded with people, restaurants, inns, pills, medicine shops, and weapon shops are all there.
After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a small courtyard, pointed to the courtyard and said, "Madam Wang, you should stay here! It's not yet Fifth Uncle's birthday, but there are quite a few guests who came to celebrate his birthday , you can move around freely, but you can't go to the top of the mountain, which is the core of our Song family."
"Trouble, Song Daoyou."
Song Qingxian said something that needs attention, then turned and left.
There is a four-story blue attic in the courtyard, and each floor has five or six rooms.
"This is the Song family, not our Qinglian Mountain. No trouble is allowed. Two people are in groups and can move around freely. Remember, we are representing the Wang family of Qinglian Mountain. We are not allowed to discredit the family."
Wang Ruyan's face was stern.
"Yes, acting Patriarch."
Wang Qingshan and others agreed with one voice.
Wang Qingshan is a foundation cultivator, acting alone.
Out of the yard, he wandered along the street.
The goods in the store were complete in variety and of good quality, but there was nothing that moved his heart.
Wang Qingshan has been to the two big square cities in Wei State, Qingyuefang City and Bailonggu.
"Green jade spirit rice, golden wind spirit rice, snow mulberry beans, white jade lotus root, spirit valley spirit vegetables are all available, don't miss them when you pass by."
A shop waiter yelled loudly at the door of the shop.
Wang Qingshan changed his expression and walked in.
"Senior, what do you want to buy? Would you like to introduce it to you briefly? These are all things that our Song family produces and sells."
The shop boy said enthusiastically.
"Is there a better Lingu? It's best to be a specialty of your Song family. I want to buy some to give away."
Wang Qingshan glanced at the goods in the store, and said lightly.
The shopkeeper greeted him personally, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, Ziyue Lingmi, cooked every 30 years, ten Lingshi a catty, it is also good for foundation-building monks to eat in large quantities. It is quite beneficial for cultivation, this is a rice cake made from Ziyue Ling rice, seniors can try it."
He took out a piece of purple rice cake from a porcelain jar, which was crystal clear and had a scent of flowers, and handed it to Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan was also polite and took a small bite.
The shopkeeper immediately weighed ten catties of Ziyue Ling rice and put it in a white rice bag.
"Yes, I want ten catties, shopkeeper, do you know where the guests who come to celebrate their birthdays like to go?"
Wang Qingshan paid off the Lingshi, took the rice bag from the shopkeeper, and asked casually.
"I know, one is Sanyuanju, there is a tea house, turn right for [-] steps when you go out, then turn left and walk [-] steps, and you will be there; Seeing immortal cultivators fighting and learning! Go out of the Martial Arts Field and turn right, go straight and you will be there."
Wang Qingshan thanked him and went straight to the martial arts arena.
The update is late today, sorry, I will write a chapter today
(End of this chapter)
The Zilan Mountains are located in the southeastern part of Korea, stretching for tens of thousands of miles and full of aura.
There is a spiritual mountain in the depths of the mountains, named Taihua. This spiritual mountain is full of exotic flowers and plants, and you can see spiritual birds and animals from time to time. Taihua Mountain is the family residence of the Song family.
The legend of the immortal has been circulating in the local area. Some daring outsiders once formed a team to enter the mountain to look for the immortal, but every time they were stopped by a thick white fog. Come and find yourself on the outskirts of the Zilan Mountains.
After that, outsiders dared not rush in again. During the holidays, a large number of people would go to the outskirts of the Zilan Mountains to worship and pray for good weather. It is not a festival, the Zilan Mountains are still very deserted, and few people come.
On this day, twelve cyan horses rushed from a distance and quickly rushed into the Zilan Mountains.
There are some blue scales on the surface of the blue horse. Twelve young men and women, the men are wearing long gowns, the women are wearing long skirts, with a blue lotus flower embroidered on the left chest. They are Wang Ruyan and his party.
At this time, they left Wangjiabao for more than three months.
Under Wang Qingyuan's suggestion, the Wang family uniformed their clothes, which was a sign of identity.
Not long after the group entered the Zilan Mountains, more than a dozen huge white cranes flew over from a distance, each with a cultivator on its back, led by a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face, Build three layers of foundation.
"Fellow daoists, the front is the residence of our Song family in Taihua Mountain, no one else is allowed to approach."
The middle-aged man landed in front of Wang Ruyan and his party, and said seriously.
"My concubine is Wang Ruyan from Qinglian Mountain in Wei State, representing the Wang family, and here to celebrate Senior Song's birthday. This is an invitation."
Wang Ruyan and others hurriedly reined in their horses and stopped. She took out the invitation card and threw it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man checked the invitation card carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned the invitation card to Wang Ruyan, and said politely: "It turns out that it is Mrs. Wang, in Song Qingxian. During this period, there are too many guests who came to celebrate birthdays. , Madam Wang please forgive me."
"Young Daoist Song, you are being polite. Our Wang family is just a small family. If there is something offensive, I hope Fellow Daoist Song will not care about it."
Wang Ruyan smiled slightly and said politely.
"The fellow Taoists who came to celebrate Uncle Fifth's birthday are all guests of our Song family. Madam Wang, come with me."
Song Qingxian put away the giant white crane, released a one-horned spirit horse that was as white as jade, turned on the horse, and ran quickly towards the distance.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ruyan and others hurriedly whipped their horses and followed.
After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a dense forest, most of which was covered by a white thick fog.
Song Qingxian took out a white square token with some patterns of flowers and plants on the surface, and swayed towards the dense forest ahead, a white light flew out of it, and disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.
The thick white fog in the dense forest billowed violently, and it didn't take long to dissipate, revealing a spacious passage.
"Mrs. Wang, follow me closely and don't rush in. If you touch the formation, you will be in big trouble."
Song Qingxian gave a warning, and slapped the whip on the spirit horse below him, and the spirit horse ran forward quickly under the pain.
Wang Ruyan and 12 people followed closely behind Song Qingxian to avoid breaking the restraint.
Through the dense forest, there is a valley full of singing birds and flowers, and a group of spirit butterflies dance in the valley.
On both sides of the valley are a large expanse of blue spirit flowers, the buds are crescent-shaped, and there is a strong fragrance of flowers in the air.
After passing through the valley, a spiritual mountain with a height of five or six hundred feet appeared in front of Wang Ruyan's 12 people.
Lingshan has dense vegetation, and the buildings extend from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. You can see a lot of people walking around.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet more than ten feet high, engraved with three golden characters "Taihua Mountain" on it, shining with inspiration.
"Mrs. Wang, this is Mount Taihua, the residence of our Song family."
Song Qingxian introduced enthusiastically, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.
"Not bad, full of aura."
Wang Ruyan praised politely.
Song Qingxian put away his spirit horse and took Wang Ruyan and others up the mountain.
The entire Taihua Mountain is like a huge castle, inhabited by a large number of cultivators. The spacious and tidy streets are crowded with people, restaurants, inns, pills, medicine shops, and weapon shops are all there.
After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a small courtyard, pointed to the courtyard and said, "Madam Wang, you should stay here! It's not yet Fifth Uncle's birthday, but there are quite a few guests who came to celebrate his birthday , you can move around freely, but you can't go to the top of the mountain, which is the core of our Song family."
"Trouble, Song Daoyou."
Song Qingxian said something that needs attention, then turned and left.
There is a four-story blue attic in the courtyard, and each floor has five or six rooms.
"This is the Song family, not our Qinglian Mountain. No trouble is allowed. Two people are in groups and can move around freely. Remember, we are representing the Wang family of Qinglian Mountain. We are not allowed to discredit the family."
Wang Ruyan's face was stern.
"Yes, acting Patriarch."
Wang Qingshan and others agreed with one voice.
Wang Qingshan is a foundation cultivator, acting alone.
Out of the yard, he wandered along the street.
The goods in the store were complete in variety and of good quality, but there was nothing that moved his heart.
Wang Qingshan has been to the two big square cities in Wei State, Qingyuefang City and Bailonggu.
"Green jade spirit rice, golden wind spirit rice, snow mulberry beans, white jade lotus root, spirit valley spirit vegetables are all available, don't miss them when you pass by."
A shop waiter yelled loudly at the door of the shop.
Wang Qingshan changed his expression and walked in.
"Senior, what do you want to buy? Would you like to introduce it to you briefly? These are all things that our Song family produces and sells."
The shop boy said enthusiastically.
"Is there a better Lingu? It's best to be a specialty of your Song family. I want to buy some to give away."
Wang Qingshan glanced at the goods in the store, and said lightly.
The shopkeeper greeted him personally, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, Ziyue Lingmi, cooked every 30 years, ten Lingshi a catty, it is also good for foundation-building monks to eat in large quantities. It is quite beneficial for cultivation, this is a rice cake made from Ziyue Ling rice, seniors can try it."
He took out a piece of purple rice cake from a porcelain jar, which was crystal clear and had a scent of flowers, and handed it to Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan was also polite and took a small bite.
The shopkeeper immediately weighed ten catties of Ziyue Ling rice and put it in a white rice bag.
"Yes, I want ten catties, shopkeeper, do you know where the guests who come to celebrate their birthdays like to go?"
Wang Qingshan paid off the Lingshi, took the rice bag from the shopkeeper, and asked casually.
"I know, one is Sanyuanju, there is a tea house, turn right for [-] steps when you go out, then turn left and walk [-] steps, and you will be there; Seeing immortal cultivators fighting and learning! Go out of the Martial Arts Field and turn right, go straight and you will be there."
Wang Qingshan thanked him and went straight to the martial arts arena.
The update is late today, sorry, I will write a chapter today
(End of this chapter)
