These three characters are written vertically, and on the left side, there are two columns of text, which are the couplets on the ruined tower:
The Tao spreads beyond the sky, the sword falls in the stars, it is not a fairyland, but a fairyland;
When you wake up from a dream and go back home, you are in the human world, not the human world.
At the moment when the vortex in the air dispersed, the four major ruins of Sword Tomb, Demon Burial Ground, Ancient Battlefield, and Forest of Abandoned Towers and Steles were all closed.
The foreigners who were still in the small town all came to this viewing platform.
The first one to arrive was Cui Youlin, the seventh son of the Cui family. He changed into a purple robe and held a jade fan in his hand. He looked elegant and elegant.
After taking a look at the couplets on the wall, he jumped up and climbed directly to Wangxiang Terrace.
Soon, Xiao Ye, who was tall and tall and powerful, also arrived.
He also glanced at the couplet and stepped into the air.
The third person to arrive was the young fat Taoist priest Zhang Yiguan. He came from a distance on a paper flying horse and drove directly to Wangxiang Terrace.
Sword repairman Pei He.
Lin Wei carrying the coffin.
The ninth prince of the Wei Dynasty, Cao Zhuokong, disguised as a girl in a white robe, and the sword bearer Zhao Tieyi, etc., arrived one after another and came up on the stage.
Li Changyi arrived late with Xiao Qianjun.
He did not go up immediately, but waited.
After a while, Guo Nanjun, dressed neatly in red, appeared.
The other two members of the demon-slaying team, who did not have the turtle shell talisman, had been sucked away by the vortex in the air and expelled, and they did not know where they ended up.
After approaching, she smiled and greeted: "Mr. Li, Xiao Qian'er!"
Her elder brothers, Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun, had already changed their names and called them Li Xiong, or Brother Li, but she still called her sir.
Li Changyi replied warmly: "Miss Guo, are Brother Guo and Brother Wei okay?"
Guo Nanjun nodded: "Well, brother and Wei are both fine. After some meditation in Shuofeng Abandoned City, their cultivation has improved, and now they have left the town."
"That's good, let's go up too."
"Um!"
Li Qianyi then rode up a gust of wind and took Guo Nanjun and Xiaoqianjun with him to fly up to Wangxiang Terrace.
Wangxiang Terrace is more than ten thousand feet high, reaching straight into the sky.
After Li went up there, he found that it was not cold up there. Instead, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle.
Looking around, Xiao Ye, Pei He, Lin Wei, the fat Taoist priest Zhang Yiguan, the seventh son of the Cui family, the sword holder Zhao Tieyi, plus a brother and sister who looked like they were from the Wei royal family in front of Zhao Tieyi,
Eight people took the stage first.
Adding him, Xiaoqianjun and Guo Nanjun, there are eleven people in total.
He stepped forward to greet Xiao Ye, Pei He, and Lin Wei.
Before they could exchange greetings, another figure appeared on the Wangxiang stage.
Everyone looked around and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing coarse clothes and a bamboo hat, arriving on foot.
In addition to the bamboo hat on her head, the girl also carries a bamboo basket on her back, a small hoe on her waist, and straw sandals on her feet, giving her a very unique image.
After taking the stage, she waved with a bright smile and said: "My name is Xu Weirui, a farmer's disciple, I have met you all!"
Xiao Ye was the first to clasp his fists and return the favor: "Xiao Ye from the Yu Kingdom has met Miss Xu."
As the prince of a country, Xiao Ye knew very well that food was the most important thing for the people and the country was founded on agriculture, so he respected the peasant monks very much.
Li Chaoyi also bowed and said: "Li Chaoyi from Hanshan Academy has met Miss Xu!"
Xiao Qianjun and Guo Nanjun followed to greet them.
The ninth prince of the Wei Dynasty, Cao Zukong, the eleventh princess Cao Jianing, the swordsman Zhao Tieyi, and the Cui family Cui Youlin also responded one after another.
Among the three religions and hundreds of schools, although the peasant family is not as prominent and powerful as Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, Mohism, Legalism, Military and other schools, it is very respected by the world.
A pure farmer's disciple is popular wherever he goes.
After the farm girl Xu Weirui said hello to everyone, she came to the edge of Wangxiang Terrace and looked out, her eyes wandering as if she wanted to see which piece of land under the terrace was suitable for farming.
As she was watching, another timid figure appeared on the stage.
This figure is also a young girl, dressed in green clothes and wearing a double bun. She seems to have a cheerful and lively temperament.
It's just because the people on the stage are either direct descendants of great sects, nobles of Tianhuang, or young masters of aristocratic families, while she is just a young disciple of a down-and-out sect, and her level is still so low, so she feels a little ashamed of herself.
This girl was none other than Su Guyu of the Zixia Sect who carried water for cooking for the old woman in Zhanlong Lane every day and received four paper-cut paintings as gifts, thus obtaining the turtle shell talisman.
Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister were all taken away by the vortex in the air, and she was the only one left in this small town.
Seeing her stage fright, Li Changyi couldn't help but smile and said: "I am Hanshan Li Changyi, what do you call me?"
When Xiao Ye asked about Li Chao's boxing in Luotong Street, Su Guyu and two senior sisters went to watch and got to know Li Chao.
Seeing this genius of Hanshan Academy talking to me so gently.
Most of the nervousness in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he respectfully replied: "I am Su Guyu of the Zixia Sect. I have met Mr. Li!"
Li Changyue said: "Miss Xiaoyu, there is no need to be so polite. The previous leader of your sect, Feixia Zhenren, has a relationship with Hanshan and can be regarded as one of our own."
"It is fate that we both received the turtle shell talisman today. How about we invite you to come over and talk about it?"
Su Guyu felt a little timid when he saw Li Xianyue standing next to the majestic Xiao Ye, the lonely Pei He, and Lin Wei with the black coffin beside him.
But looking at Guo Nanjun in red clothes and cute little Qianjun on the other side, I was no longer afraid and walked over.
"Thank you Mr. Li!"
Guo Nanjun and Xiaoqianjun understood why she was nervous and both talked to her.
Even Xiao Ye, an arrogant martial artist, said hello to the little girl.
Pei He nodded in greeting.
Lin Wei...Lin Wei didn't express anything.
The half-demon boy treats everyone like this, and he occasionally shows his emotions in front of Xiao Qianjun.
…
A while passed and no one else showed up.
All the foreigners who had obtained the turtle shell talisman gathered on the gazebo.
Li Qianyi, Xiaoqianjun, Guo Nanjun.
Xiao Ye, Pei He, Lin Wei.
Cao Zukong, Cao Jianing, Zhao Tieyi.
Zhang Yiguan, Cui Youlin, Xu Weirui, Su Guyu.
There are a total of thirteen people on stage.
…
Cui Youlin, the seventh son of the Cui family, glanced at the others, hesitated, and walked towards Li Chang.
"Brother Li, you are a talented person in Hanshan and have read many poems and books. Do you know where the 'fairyland' referred to in the couplet on the wall of the stage is?" Cui Youlin asked.
Li Changye shook his head: "I don't know. I have read about Linggui Town's deeds in "Lao Ji Tan Xuan Shuo" and "Records of Strange Towns in Beizhou", but I didn't mention that it was not a fairyland, but it was like a fairyland.
Place, where exactly is it located?”
"The Cui family belongs to a thousand-year-old family with a profound and extraordinary foundation. May I ask Brother Cui if he has any insights to teach me?"
Cui Youlin also shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know either. I came to Linggui Town after receiving a message from the old man. The old man only taught me to come, but didn't say a word. I don't think I have any more understanding.
, or maybe you know it but can’t say it.”
The two of them looked at Cao Zhuokong, the ninth prince of the Wei Dynasty.
Cao Zhuokong also shook his head: "I, the Great Wei, don't know where the 'Is it Fairyland' is? I only know that this Taixu Old Turtle fell from the sky to the world countless years ago."
"Old Turtle seems to have been rescued by the ancestors of the town, so he has been sheltered. If you want to know where Old Turtle came from, perhaps you can only ask the people in the town for advice."
Small town person?
Li Changyi couldn't help but think of Liu Yuchen. This school teacher seemed to be a native of the small town.
…
Just when thirteen foreigners gathered at Wangxiang Terrace.
Dahuaishu Street, small town, backyard of Tingyu Old Book Shop.
A lame old woman looked up at the towering Wangxiang Tower and said, "The people left behind this time seem to be better than those before."
"Do you think there will be a miracle this time?"
Next to the old woman was a thin old man, who was the shopkeeper of Tingyu Old Book Shop.
After hearing her words, the thin old man said: "There will always be a miracle."
The old woman sneered and said, "You said the same thing five hundred years ago."
"But this time I'm serious."
"Ah."
The old woman turned to the third person present, a middle-aged scribe, and asked: "Old Bai, what do you think?"
This middle-aged scribe, tall and handsome, is the owner of Tongfu Inn.
Hearing this, he said calmly: "Maybe, if there is no miracle, why would Senior Turtle leave the letter talisman again and again?"
The old woman asked: "Who do you think the miracle will happen to?"
The middle-aged scribe was silent.
The thin old man asked, "What do you think?"
The old woman chuckled and said: "Although I like Xiao Guyu the best who carries water for me to cook every day, but if there is a miracle, I choose that sword grass."
"After all, as soon as she entered the Sword Tomb, she attracted thousands of sword spirits to move and jointly teach her sword skills. This has never happened before."
The thin old man stroked his sparse beard and said, "I choose her senior brother, the scholar in blue shirt."
"In the Forest of Steles, he used Confucianism's great magical power [Heaven and Man Sensation] to seal thirty-six heaven-shaking stele. This is an extraordinary method. It shows that his talent, understanding, and realm are all extraordinary."
After the two people finished talking about their candidates, they looked at the middle-aged scribe together.
The middle-aged scribe said softly: "Jiancao, Li Qianye, martial artist Xiao Ye, sword cultivator Pei He, the eleventh princess of the Wei Dynasty, and even the little Taoist priest of Immortality Temple are all possible."
"It still depends on their fate in the future."
The thin old man agreed.
The old woman thought of something else and said, "It's a pity that Han Xiangkong of Mingshan Sword Sect, if he hadn't lost to Pei He, he should have been able to get a letter talisman."
"There is also the Mohist ranger who just entered the town and left in a hurry before the town was closed. I don't know why."
"Otherwise, he is a good candidate."
…
On the gazebo.
Thirteen outsiders stood on the edge and looked down. Through the occasional clouds and mist, what they saw was not the small town scene, but the human world outside the small town.
Taixu Old Turtle is leaving the world, and Wangxiangtai will naturally follow suit.
As the old turtle flew farther and farther, their sights were gradually drawn higher. This feeling was very strange.
Looking at the vast and prosperous world under the clouds and mist.
Li Xiang, who was dressed in a green shirt, laughed loudly and said: "Try to go up to the viewing platform and see - this world is so beautiful!"