The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick,

If it weren't for the group of jade mountains, they would meet under the moon on the Yao platform. - Li Bai

After Zhang Chen and Xiao Luobu were rectified, they set off again, heading south to west, and continued to travel in the prehistoric world. On the way, they encountered many monsters who thought Xiao Luobu were easy to bully, and they were ruthlessly killed by Xiao Luobu! Every time Zhang Chen would talk to Xiao Luobu, it was not that he wanted to do this, but that these monsters wanted to kill him. He was protecting himself and protecting his brother in the future!

After traveling all the way, Xiao Luobu slowly thought about it, restored his original character, and talked and laughed with Zhang Chen all the way. When Zhang Chen saw Xiao Luobu recovering, he was relieved to worry and began to teach Xiao Luobu how to fight. Zhang Chen knew nothing, but he knew everything. He told Xiao Luobu various martial arts concepts to let Xiao Luobu suppress his cultivation and fight against the invading monsters. Xiao Luobu became more decisive, and his combat power was also increasing rapidly. Zhang Chen discovered a strange place, and only Xiao Luobu could hear what he said. He could not understand why, so he could only blame Xiao Luobu for having Pangu's sea of ​​consciousness.

As he walked, he saw clouds and mist lingering in the distance, mountains were covered with green mountains and towering into the clouds. At the foot of the mountain, he saw green trees, green grass, and a little flowers decorated. "It's such a beautiful place." Zhang Chen was amazed. Wanshou Mountain was the most charming place he had ever seen after leaving Zhoushan. Unlike the domineering nature of Zhoushan, this mountain is elegant and beautiful.

Zhang Chen led the radish to climb up the steps, and a huge stone gate appeared halfway up the mountain. Behind the gate, there were clusters of pine and bamboos, and several pavilions. Sometimes, he came to the front of the gate to see the pine slope was cold and the bamboo path was quiet. White cranes came and went between the floating clouds, and many monkeys were playing with fruits. The pond in front of the gate was wide, the tree shadows were long, the stones were cracked, the moss and flowers were broken. The palace was extremely lush, and the towers were ethereal and the danqi fell. The monkeys offered fruits at the left side of the mountain gate. There was a huge stone tablet with the words "Wanshou Mountain Blessing Land, Wuzhuang View the Cave Heaven" was really

The fairy mountain is blessed and the residence of the gods. They actually came to the famous Wanshou Mountain. In all the novels, Wanshou Mountain has always been the location of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals. Zhen Yuanzi is the character in "Journey to the West". The ancestor of the earth immortals, whose Taoist name is Zhen Yuanzi, lives in Wuzhuang Temple in Xiniu Hezhou. His Taoist art is profound and profound, and even Guanyin Bodhisattva makes him three parts. The ginseng fruit he planted will mature once every nine thousand years. If you smell the magic ginseng fruit, you can live 360 ​​years old; if you eat one, you can live forty-seven thousand years.

Zhang Chen looked carefully, but he didn't see any couplets. He thought that Zhen Yuanzi had not written it yet. He introduced a son to Xiao Luo's rough situation in Wanshou Mountain, focusing on the existence of Zhen Yuanzi. They walked through the mountain gate and went inside. There was a door inside. There was a Taoist priest standing in front of the door. The Taoist priest was wearing a gray robe, with black hair on his head and a jade hairpin on the top, with a red face, and a light temperament. He was smiling and looking at Xiao Luo, it seemed that he had already given out.

There was no trace of hidden trace of Little Radish. Zhang Chen felt that this should be Zhen Yuanzi. He was about to take a closer look, but he heard Little Radish whisper: "Brother, that person is Zhen Yuanzi! So strong, at least in the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal!" Zhang Chen carefully explained the situation in Wanshou Mountain before going up the mountain. Little Radish also knew that Zhen Yuanzi was not a bad person, but he was slightly more vigilant. Zhang Chen quickly responded softly: "If you get close, don't talk to your brother! He won't be suspicious!"

After traveling for a long time, Xiao Luo also knew the basic common sense in the prehistoric world. He walked forward and bowed happily and said, "Master Taoist, Xiao Luo is polite. I have traveled through the prehistoric world and entered this place by mistake. I hope I will forgive me if I have any disturbances!" He said that.

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked and quickly stepped forward, helped Xiaoluo and said, "Fellow Taoist cultivation is extraordinary. It is my blessing to be able to come to my Wuzhuang Temple. Zhen Yuanzi cannot bear such a great gift from fellow Taoist!"

After hearing this, Xiao Luobu also stood up and said, "It's just luck!" Zhang Chen looked at Xiao Luobu's serious look and couldn't help laughing.

Zhen Yuanzi said: "Since you have come to my Wanshou Mountain, I will let you all the landlords. Please come from the Taoist!" After that, he turned sideways to lead the way.

Xiao Luoke did not refuse and said, "This will be so far away to bother!" Then he followed Zhen Yuanzi into the temple.

In the main hall of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi sat opposite Xiao Luo, and a jade plate in the middle contained two fruits that looked like newborn babies. Zhen Yuanzi introduced the ginseng fruit to Xiao Luo, and asked him to taste it. Xiao Luo swept his spiritual sense, then picked up the special utensils on one side and tasted it. Zhen Yuanzi saw the movement of Xiao Luo, and just smiled in understanding, without caring. Xiao Luo ate the ginseng fruit, visited Wuzhuang Temple, and visited the ginseng fruit tree. He had a lot of fun, so he slowly let go of his vigilance and sat with Zhen Yuanzi. After sitting for hundreds of years, both of them had a lot of gains. After saying goodbye to each other, Xiao Luo also left Wanshou Mountain and headed west.

As soon as he left Wanshou Mountain, Xiao Luobu breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, I finally left, it's the most relaxing thing to do with my brother!"

"Why, Zhen Yuanzi is not good to you? I think you have a great time!" Zhang Chen asked in confusion.

"It's very enjoyable. Zhen Yuanzi is very attentive to the reception of Xiao Luo, but," Xiao Luo paused and said embarrassedly: "But Xiao Luo is not used to the serious atmosphere..."

"I think you are used to being wild!" Zhang Chen cursed with a smile.

Walking westward, it was like the Tang Monk who went to the barren land of the West. After so many years of spiritual nourishment in the West, it was much better than when it was destroyed, but there were very few spiritual objects. Zhang Chen led the little radish and looked down on the Lingshan Mountain from afar. He didn't get close to it, so he left here and thought about the north.

The north is the place where stars gather the most, so the creatures that have become essence here are also the most common among the worlds. The little radish almost killed the northern region, and before they could take a closer look, they hurried past and headed to the east.

The east of the prehistoric continent is the most lushest place in the entire continent. The earth is crisscrossed with many spiritual veins, including Kunlun Mountain, the second largest mountain range in the prehistoric land and many fairy mountains in the blessed land. Its spiritual energy is also the most abundant.

The earth in the east is very calm, without the smoky and chaotic gathering of monsters from the north and the fierce and aggressive fighting in the south. Little Radish planned to visit each of the three mountains and five mountains, and then followed the Kunlun Mountains to return to Zhoushan. After rushing along the way for a long time, Little Radish was also tired. The scenery along the way and the battle that never lacked, Little Radish came to Kunlun Mountain. In the main world Kunlun Mountains (Kunlun Mountain), also known as Kunlun Xu, China's No. sacred mountain, the mountain of Wanzu, Kunlun Hill or Yushan. It is the main description of Chinese mythology. Kunlun Mountain in the prehistoric world is divided into two places, east and west, and is cut off by a turbulent river. As far as Zhang Chen knows, Pangu is lived in the authentic Pangu, the Three Qingshu, and there is the Queen Mother of the West on the West Kunlun, one of which is called Yujing Mountain lives in Hongjun.

The little radish comes from the east, and you can see the hazy distant mountains far away, covered with a layer of gauze, shadows, sometimes far away and sometimes near, and even far away in the misty clouds. It is like a few strokes of light ink, smearing on the blue horizon. The mountains are undulating, winding and woven mountains, one by one higher than the other. And the tops of thousands of peaks are all strange, or like a scattered mica.

Or like reclining on the screen.

Some are like snails, some are like mushrooms, some are like books on the shelf, some are like spearheads inserted into the sky, like noses, lion heads, saddles, and human hats, they are invisible. He flew towards the highest main peak, and the clouds and mists were shrouded along the way, and the fairy spirit was floating. There was a cave opened artificially on the top of the mountain, with four Taoist texts written by "Three Pure Lands". Little radish was flying towards the cave in surprise, but three Taoists came out side by side. An old man with kind eyebrows, white beards and gray robe, an elder with majestic black hair and black robe and red face, and a green man with black hair and blue robe with fighting spirit.

Zhang Chen saw from a distance and was not surprised to see Sanqing coming out. He told Xiaoluo: "Little Radish, this should be Sanqing. Remember to be careful. They are not good people! By the way, don't talk to me." After that, he followed Xiaoluo silently.

Xiao Luobu nodded slightly after hearing this. Although he felt that these three people were very familiar with each other and felt that even if they were Da Luo, they would not be detrimental to him. However, Xiao Luobu always attached great importance to Zhang Chen's words, especially after experiencing the killing process along the way.

The little radish fell down the clouds and walked not far from Sanqing. He greeted him with ease: "The little radish traveled through the prehistoric world and entered this place by mistake. If you have any trouble, please forgive me, three fellow Taoists!"

The old man spoke first: "I am polite."

The rest also introduced themselves one after another: "I am primitive, I am thriving in the sky, I have met fellow Taoists!"

After they finished speaking, I took the conversation: "Fellow Daoist is a master. It is my blessing to come to the Sanqing Cave in Kunlun Mountain. If you don't mind, please let me in!" Sanqing was very relieved about his defense of his nest and boldly invited Xiaoluo to the cave. Xiaoluo is also a master of art and bold. Without saying a word, he fell behind Sanqing and entered the Sanqing Cave. On the other hand, he always felt that Sanqing was very familiar and friendly. Although he didn't know the reason, he was confident that Sanqing would not attack him.

In the cave, I led the little radish to the cushion on the stone platform to sit down, and sat in a row of three clear and radish on the opposite side. I said, "The humble house is simple and the hospitality is not good. I hope the fellow Taoists will forgive me."

Xiao Luobu waved his hand and said indifferently: "All of them are pure cultivators, they don't bother with things."

After a round of greetings, the four of them became familiar with each other and discussed the Tao. In fact, there was nothing else to do except discuss the Tao. During this period, Tongtian also took the initiative to propose a fight, and Xiao Luobu didn't mind. He fought with him and started to discuss the Tao with kindness...

After the discussion, Xiao Luobu said goodbye to Sanqing and flew towards Xi Kunlun. On the way, Xiao Luobu said in confusion: "Brother, isn't Sanqing transformed by the soul of the Father God? Why are life so simple?!"

Zhang Chen thought about it and it seemed that the Sanqing's things were given by Hongjun. He didn't understand why, and he quipped: "Why, Sanqing didn't treat him well, and the little carrot was still venting others."

Xiao Luo said embarrassedly: "How could it be? Xiao Luo just couldn't figure it out. Zhen Yuanzi has so many treasures, but Sanqing has nothing. This is very strange, and they also give Xiao Luo a very familiar feeling, but Xiao Luo just can't figure out why this is?!"

Zhang Chen said in discomfort: "Little Radish, have you seen them before meeting me?"

"No, not long after Xiao Luo woke up, my brother met Xiao Luo."

"Then brother doesn't know..."

West Kunlun, Little Radish met Queen Mother of the West by a lake on the main peak. Of course, she is not called Queen Mother of the West, but is just an ordinary female cultivator at the peak of Taiyi. Queen Mother of the West has a very high status in Taoism and has always been a very important role in the formation and development of Chinese Taoism. Many classics, such as "Zhuangzi", "Shan Hai Jing", "Zhonghuang Jing", etc., have the legend of Queen Mother of the West. Queen Mother of the West is worthy of being a fairy. Even Zhang Chen, who has seen all the vicissitudes of life, has to say beauty: her eyes are like water, but with the coldness of the conversation, she seems to be able to see through everything, her fingers are slender, her skin is as white as a cream, and her snow-white is pink, which seems to be able to twist out water. Her red lips, her smile is as bright as a sweet voice, and her every move seems to be dancing.

The hair is drooping straight to the ankles, the hair is undressed, the black hair dances with the wind, and the fragrance is emitted. The waist is slender, the limbs are slender, and the temperament is detached. She wears a white dress with rust butterfly patterns on the ground. A blue hair is raised with butterfly tassels on the forehead, and a bright red butterfly pattern radiates a faint light. Emei is swept lightly, and the face is not covered, but she still cannot hide her stunning face. A crystal-like necklace on the neck makes her collarbone more and more clear. The white jade bracelet on the wrist looks like snowy skin. A pair of plain white shoes on the feet has no unnecessary decoration. Her beautiful eyes flow, as if she is pale butterfly missing the breath in the darkness, her expression is indifferent. She is really a fairy who is not as beautiful as a firework. A smile squirts at the corner of her mouth, as ethereal and magnificent as fireworks.

Zhang Chen saw that the world was eclipsed, and his heart was rippling. He had not come back to his senses for a long time. He murmured softly: "As graceful as a storm, as gentle as a dragon. The glorious autumn chrysanthemums and lush spring pine. It seemed like the light clouds covering the moon, as if the wind was swaying and snowing. Looking far away, it was as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow; observing it, it was as bright as a hibiscus and waving as a fuzzy wave. The slimness was so cleaved, and the waist was as simple as the neck, the neck was stretched, and the white texture was revealed.

.The beauty is unpleasant, the lead is not destined. The clouds are majestic, the eyebrows are beautiful, the red lips are bright outside, the white teeth are fresh inside, the bright eyes are good, the cheeks are supported by power. The magnificent posture is elegant, the polite and quiet body is leisurely. The gentle and graceful manner is charming in language. The strange clothes are extraordinary, and the bones are like pictures. The brilliance of the silk clothes are bright, the brilliance of the jade green jade. The jewelry of gold and green emeralds are decorated with pearls to shine. The literary shoes of traveling far away, the light skirt of the mist gauze is swaying. The fragrance of the orchid is awesome, and the steps are wandering in the corner of the mountain."
Chapter completed!