Daochang Sun suddenly laughed heartily and said: "Well, Liu Qi and the Cao group are also here. If they don't come, they will join together. Zhanran, go and bring the two gentlemen here, Bai Xian and Su Zi."
, Sure enough, he is so generous, Pindao, Xuandu Guan...how do you say it, Uncle Yan?"
Yan Zhuo replied: "If you don't open it for three years, you will have to wait for three years if you open it."
The female crown Chunhui accepted the order and was about to say goodbye when Dong Huafu suddenly said: "The old temple master went out to greet Mr. Su personally, but asked sister Zhanran to greet Liu and Cao. Scholars tend to have ideas. They smile when they enter and scold when they go out.
Main Street.”
Taoist priest Sun stroked his beard and thought deeply, feeling that Dong Heitan's words made some sense, "I have a headache, I really have a headache. My legs and feet are so sore right now that I can't walk."
Chunhui was a little hesitant. Since Liu and Cao were able to ascend from the Haoran world and travel to the Qingming world together, regardless of their realm or fame, they could all be worthy guests of the Great Xuandu Temple.
According to Dong Heitan, it would indeed be inappropriate if the Patriarch favored one over the other. According to what the Patriarch Guanzhu did in the past, it was quite simple. He pretended not to be there and left everything to his disciples and disciples to deal with. But today Su Zi was present, and the Patriarch Guanzhu seemed to just
The situation is rather embarrassing.
At this moment, outside the gate of Daxuandu, there was a young and handsome young man in white clothes, with a broken willow hanging from his waist. He used immortal magic to write countless inscriptions on the slender willow branches.
It was Liu Qi who was as famous as the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain at the foot of Haoran Tianxia Mountain.
Wherever there are demons causing trouble, there must be a mahogany sword; wherever there is well water, there must be people singing Liu Qici.
In the fifth year of Huangyou's reign, Haoran Liu Qi resigned from high places and went far away. He drank a cup of wine and sang in a low voice, forgetting about the world.
Leaning against the red flowers and nestling among the green flowers, the guest is Liu Qilang, dressed in white.
Next to Liu Qi stood a man in black clothes. He had a 30-year-old face, a slender figure, and was equally elegant. He was carrying an oil-paper umbrella across his back.
Cao Zu, Zi Yuan Chong.
This man is also the favorite of many women both up and down Mount Haoran.
In the world of Haoran, poetry has always been regarded as a minor path of poetry. In short, it is the remnant of poetry. It is difficult to reach the level of elegance. As for music, it is even more of a wait. Therefore, Liu Qi and Cao group arrived in Qingming world, and they simply
The blessed land they accidentally discovered was directly named Shiyu Blessed Land. In addition to being self-deprecating, it was also full of regret. This secret land, also known as the blessed land, was uninhabited when it was first opened. The vast blessed land has been around for many years.
, although it has not been included in the list of the seventy-two blessed places, the landscape is beautiful and the bells and spirits are beautiful. It is a natural middle-level blessed place. However, there are still few monks who have settled in it. Liu and Cao seem to regard the entire blessed place as a secluded villa.
, it can be regarded as an interesting story from the Immortal Family. The two direct female disciples were able to ascend to heaven in one step, from the Liuren Realm to the Yupu Realm. In addition to having two master's biographies, they also had a unique blessing.
The Great Xuandu Temple was strange today. It didn't even have a concierge, leaving two guests from afar on the street outside.
The young man in white smiled and said: "Yuan Chong, do you think the old patron will show up today? Or... is he sick and unable to get out?"
There are nearly 900 Ci cards in the world, and the young man in white created more than 140 of them, opening up many paths for future generations of Ci poets. In this matter, even Su Zi cannot compete with him.
The man in black joked: "Whether I see us or not, I am going to greet the old patron anyway."
Liu Qi in white is both a teacher and a friend to Cao Zu, and the relationship between the two is similar to the earlier Bai Ye and Liu Shiliu's visit to the mountains to visit immortals.
In the arms of grand master Grand Xuandu Guan, he traveled far across the world twice, one time he finally lent a sword to Bai Ye, and the other time he was bored in the Qingming world, so he went out for a trip out of sheer boredom, and he also wanted to use his own hands on the way.
After an old grudge settled in Luzhou, Beiju, during his travels to other places, the old Taoist admired Meishan Suzi from the bottom of his heart, but he actually had a general impression of the two literary giants who were both Haoran poets.
It's very ordinary, so even if Liu Qi and Cao Zu have lived in their own world for many years, Taoist Sun has not "interrupted each other's pure practice." Otherwise, if it were Su Zi, this old temple master would have been to Cipai Blessed Land more than ten times.
, this was under the premise that Su Zi thanked guests behind closed doors. In fact, when the old patron was traveling around the world, he was very unkind to Liu Qi and Cao Zu, complaining, squirming, rolling in rouge, and so on.
Liu Qilang, the Prime Minister in white clothes, why is Cao Yuan's favorite everywhere in the boudoir in the world? This happens to be the most annoying thing for the old temple master.
Although Sun Daochang's usual words are "plain", in fact he once said some elegant words, saying that in the hometown of articles, poetry is a first-class wealthy family.
He was completely reduced to a poor man in the countryside. Fortunately, Su Zi's poems are majestic and upright, with wonders of heaven and earth, immortal wind and spirit, chasing Bai Ye directly. In addition, Qilang Yuanchong and his like are nothing more than bending down to grind ink for Bai Xian and bowing their heads for Su.
The way of delivering wine to children and grandchildren.
As soon as such harsh words were spoken, it was hard to stop them, so how could Taoist Sun greet Liu and Cao? It was really embarrassing for the old viewer. In the past, Taoist Sun thought that the two sides were in a relationship that was inseparable from each other. How could he have thought of it?
Bai Ye came to the Taoist temple first, Su Zi came as a guest again, and Liu Cao followed him to settle accounts after Qiu.
Dong Huafu glanced at Fatty Yan.
Yan Zhuo immediately made up for his mistake and said to the old patron: "When Chen Ping'an was carving seals and writing inscriptions on fans, he happened to mention the poems of Mr. Liu and Cao to me. He said that Liu Qici's poems were not as high as Meishan, but they were worthy of praise.
"The origin of the poem" must not be dismissed as an afterthought. Mr. Liu has good intentions and sincerely wishes that the lovers in the world will eventually get married, that the world will be filled with flowers and the moon will be full, and that people will live long, so the meaning is extremely beautiful. Yuan Chong's poems are unique.
, gorgeous but not vulgar, the greatest strength of the work is not to carve words, but to use deep feelings. It not only has the charm of a lady, but also has the cuteness and amiability of a small family's jade. Among them, "the sound of the weavers is frightening the shadows of the flowers in the garden"
A word that is truly whimsical, something that no one has thought of before, fresh, timeless, and moving, and deserves the reputation of 'the flowers in the word'."
The old concubine smiled while stroking his beard, and nodded lightly, "Okay, okay, the origin of the word, and the words "flowers" are indescribably wonderful and resonate deeply with my heart. Chen Taoyou's insights really coincide with Pindao's, and they coincide with each other.
It fits."
The old temple leader quickly coughed a few times and changed his words: "To be honest, these words were actually made when I met Taoist friend Chen in Luzhou, Beiju. We traveled together all the way. We met late, and we were having a drink with Taoist friend Chen to discuss the topic.
, I was the first to express my feelings, and without even thinking about it, I learned it from Mr. Yin Guan on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. What a good fellow Daoist Chen, it is true that where he went, not even a blade of grass grew, that’s all. I won’t argue with fellow Taoist Chen about such trivial matters.
Yes, who said otherwise? If you worry about this, you will hurt the friendship between Taoists."
Dong Huafu rolled his eyes.
Chunhui asked: "Master Guan, what do you say?"
Should she leave it to her to entertain the guests Liu and Cao, or should you go out and greet the host in person?
The old temple master glared and said: "Zhan Ran, what are you still doing? Come with me to greet the two master poets Liu and Cao. Is it the way of hospitality for our Taoist temple concierge to neglect distinguished guests? Who taught you this?
Your master, right? Let him copy the Huang Ting Sutra a hundred times using his special small regular script with hairpins, and then ask him to send it to the Sui Chu Palace in person. Our Taoist temple accidentally lost the square inkstone, so what can we do if we don’t have any instructions?"
Chunhui agreed for his teacher without hesitation. After all, it was the master who worked hard and had little to do with her.
The old temple master was now confident and no longer had any embarrassment. With the wind at his feet, he used his magic power to shrink to the ground, led Chunhui to the gate, and said some sincere words to the two masters of poetry, one word at a time.
Not bad. Liu Qi in white smiled and said nothing, and Cao Zu couldn't help but laugh.
Tianshui Baixian was destined not to say this. Meishan Suzi had previously talked to the two of them.
We met at Shiyufu. We sang a lot of poems. Su Zi played the flute, drank wine, and returned by the moon. There should be no such words. Could it be that they really "misunderstood" Daozhang Sun?
By the pond in the thatched cottage, Su Zi thought the previous comment was quite interesting and asked with a smile: "Mr. Bai, do you know who this Chen Pingan is?"
Since he can be called "Chen Daoyou" by the old temple master, could it be that he is an expert hermit from Haoran's hometown?
Bai Ye pulled his hatband out of habit and said: "He is a close disciple of the old scholar. He is very young and a very nice person. Although I have never met Chen Pingan, the old scholar once talked about it when he was in the fifth world.
Non-stop."
Su Zi nodded, "Then after I return home this time, I have to meet this young man."
Bai Ye shook his head and said: "If there is no accident, he is still on the Sword Qi Great Wall now, and it is not easy for Su Zi to see him."
Su Zi frowned slightly, puzzled, "There are still people who can guard the Great Wall of Sword Qi today? Didn't those sword cultivators fly to a new world with their entire city?"
Bai Ye nodded, "The only one left is Chen Ping'an, who serves as the hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall and has stayed there all these years."
Su Zi smiled and said: "A young outsider can serve as a hidden official in the most exclusive Jianqi Great Wall? Just because he is a disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage, he should not be able to do this."
Dong Huafu said casually: "Chen Pingan has a Xiaoshu coin in his collection. He particularly likes it. The seal text seems to be 'Su Zi composes poems like seeing paintings'? Chen Pingan vowed back then that he wanted to use it as a family heirloom."
Bai Ye sighed. There are certain traditions in the old scholar lineage. Chen Ping'an, the closed disciple, can be said to be a master of excellence, and he is better than his predecessors, without any harshness.
Su Zi was slightly surprised. He had never thought that there was such a thing. In fact, he had a mediocre relationship with the Wen Sheng lineage and didn't have many interactions. He himself didn't mind some things, but many of his disciples were because of Xiu Hu.
When I was commenting on the world's calligraphers, my husband was omitted, so I was quite complaining. However, the embroidered tiger was very good at walking and grassing, so he went back and forth, just like the poetry dispute between Bai Xian Suzi and Meishan Suzi.
It was quite helpless. So Su Zi really didn't expect that among the direct disciples of the Literary Sage, there would be some who sincerely praised his poems.
Fatty Yan quietly extended his thumb towards Dong Hua Fu. This Dong Heitan never said a word of nonsense when he spoke, he would only add the finishing touch.
Bai Ye asked in his heart, "Is Su Zi going back to his hometown with Liu Cao?"
Su Zi nodded and said: "The three of us all have this intention. The peaceful atmosphere and thousands of poems are just the icing on the cake. In these troubled times, the juniors just happened to learn from Mr. Bai, and we made an appointment to go to Fuyao Island together."
Speaking of the word "junior", Meishan Suzi, who had a big beard, a green shirt, and bamboo sticks and mango shoes, looked at the boy with a tiger head hat next to him, and the old master smiled openly.
Bai Ye nodded and said: "A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind. Su Zi's return to his hometown this time is indeed a good article."
After Liu Qi and Cao Zu appeared here, they immediately bowed and saluted Bai Ye hand in hand. As for the image of a child with a tiger head hat, it did not hinder the respect they had for Bai Xian in their hearts.
Bai Ye returned the gift with his hand raised. In Bai Ye's mind, Liu Qi and Cao Zu were both as short as Su Zi during the whole process of writing.
In fact, Cao Zu also admired dialogue in his heart, almost to the point of no return. Cao Zu even specially engraved a seal for his own collection of books, which was exactly the four characters "Baixian Shiyu", and solemnly printed it in his own poetry collection
On the title page.
So it's hard to imagine that Zuo Cao would be so reserved just because he saw a person, and even have a shy look that he couldn't hide at all. When Zuo Cao looked at Bai Ye, the poet who was fascinated by him, his face turned red.
Fatty Yan and Dong Heitan both hesitated to speak again and again, making both Fatty Yan and Dong Heitan feel puzzled. Was this guy so agitated when they saw Mr. Bai?
Therefore, a scholar like Bai Ye is free and romantic wherever he goes. Bai Ye sees the ancients meeting sages, or ancient sages, and future generations see him. Bai Ye is still the Bai Xian who has remained the same through the ages.
Daochang Sun looked at the four people and said with emotion: "Today Daxuan is watching this peach forest gathering. Bai Xian Suzi, Liu Ciyuan and Cao Huacong are lucky enough to gather together. They are not inferior to those four fairy swords gathering together."
, more than anything, it is a blessing for the Taoist temple, and even more so for the people of the world. If the old Taoist does not use the technique of rubbing monuments to leave this eternal romantic picture for future generations, he will be a sinner for the ages..."
Bai Ye turned his head to look, and the old Taoist immediately laughed and said: "Brother Bai, just don't worry, Bai Ye will still look like the fourteenth realm of Haoran. Bai Ye doesn't need to say more, I am the most seasoned in my actions. And I am the most experienced."
It will definitely take more than a hundred years for Daxuan Du Guan to talk to outsiders about this matter."
The three of them, Big Bearded Suzi and Liu Qicao, reminded the old viewer almost at the same time: "Each of you will take one."
The old temple owner complained to them: "I'm not a fool, how could I make such a mistake?"
Yan Zhuo then spoke to Dong Hua Fu in his heart: "What if Chen Ping'an is here?"
Dong Huafu thought for a while and said: "The key to flattery is sincerity. Mr. Bai's poems, Liu Qi's lyrics, Cao Zu's paintings, Su Zi's pen and ink, and the seal of the old connoisseur, none of them can escape
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Yang's Pharmacy.
Li Liu left Mrs. Qingzhong in Lushuikeng at sea and asked the Ascension Realm Great Demon to continue to take care of the sea bridge connecting the two continents. Li Liu returned to his hometown alone and found Old Man Yang.
The old man was smoking a long cigarette, his brows were furrowed, and his old face was full of wrinkles. It seemed that there were too many stories hidden in it, and he had never planned to tell anyone.
The clouds and mist are shrouding the entire shop, and even Cui Zhang can't peek into this place now.
Li Liu asked: "Has Mrs. Gui been here?"
Old Man Yang nodded.
Mrs. Gui in Old Dragon City was an old friend of the Moon Palace in the past. She was not the same as the reincarnation of those gods. As the purest Yuegong species, after living in the world, due to the intercession of the sage in her early years, despite her special status, she still
She was not in a similar situation as those ancient gods in Zhenwu Mountain, and was not detained by the ancestral court of the Central-Turk military family. Therefore, for thousands of years, Mrs. Gui has actually been watching the ups and downs of the world with a cold eye. The good or bad of the world has nothing to do with her. It's just that the above
Mrs. Ci Gui visited this place, and she was accompanied by an old Zhouzi, the unnamed disciple of Lu Chen. It seems that in the land of Dali Gyeonggi, she met a scholar in green shirt named Bai Mang, and he was inexplicably beaten.
After a beating, Lao Zhouzi probably recognized the real identity of the other party. He cursed a lot and was not afraid at all. Anyway, if you have the ability, beat me to death. Moreover, Lao Zhouzi still abides by the old rules that were once famous all over the world.
If I use my words but not my hands, I will lose if I use my hands.
Li Liu asked again: "Where is she?"
Old Man Yang said: "Ruan Xiu is different from you. It doesn't matter whether she comes or not."
Li Liu changed the subject, "You seem to have never walked out of here. Why don't you make an exception for Li Huai? At least we can meet you one last time."
His younger brother Li Huai and his mother Li Liu are both ordinary people, but the latter gives the old man a headache, while the former is pampered by Old Man Yang. Therefore, Old Man Yang is like a coffin board that Li Huai jokes about some illusory good fortune.
The old man was thrown into the trap of Li Huai, a bastard. The old man was like a twilight old man who knew that his time had come. He regarded Li Huai as a junior in his family. In addition, Li Er, Zheng Dafeng, and the newly recruited direct disciple Su
Shop, Shiling Mountain, even if you add the previous group of disciples, such as the ancestors of the Cao and Yuan families who became the ministers of Da Li Zhongxing, even Ruan Xiu, Li Liu, and Ma Kuxuan, they all have nothing to do with Li Huai
Debi. Precisely because Li Huai was not in the game, Old Man Yang gave opportunities and blessings, and gave him a little burden. Since some people have good lives, some people will have bad lives. This has been true since ancient times, and it will still be true for thousands of years in future generations.
Old Man Yang shook his head and said, "If there is much to say, what needs to be said has already been said."
Although he said this, Li Liu clearly felt the sadness of the old man. It seemed that the most ordinary old man in a small family would regret not being able to see his grandson's future with his own eyes. It's just that the old man's airs were there.
, it’s hard to say much.
Li Liu sat on a bench outside the door of the wing, spending as much time as possible with the old man.
Old Man Yang smiled and said, "I finally have some human touch."
Li Liu intertwined the fingers of his hands and looked up at the sky.
On the ancestral mountain of the Longquan Sword Sect, the sect leader Ruan Qiong cooked a large table of meals with his own hands today. His daughter Ruan Xiu, disciples Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, Xie Ling, and Liu Xianyang were all there.
Since the sect established the Shantou Cave House on the old mountain, there have been few opportunities to meet and gather together like this.
While Liu Xianyang was serving dishes to Master Ruan diligently, he turned to Ruan Xiu and said with a smile: "Miss Xiuxiu, food is your first priority."
Ruan Xiu smiled slightly and took down her chopsticks slowly.
Dong Gu and the others actually admired Liu Xianyang, the "junior brother" in the Shanshui Genealogy. He dared to say anything and do anything to his master. Even Liu Xianyang dared to open fire on the woman selling wine in the small town.
Master Ruan Qiong's joke was that if it were Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao, even ten of them would not dare to make such a mistake. In fact, according to the order of entry into the master, Liu Xianyang, who was temporarily loaned by the Chen family of Nanbosuzhou in the early years,
It should be their senior brother. But the lazy Liu Xianyang really doesn't mind this, so they can't say anything more.
Liu Xianyang was guarding the blacksmith shop outside the mountain alone. He had a lot of free time. Apart from sitting on a bamboo chair under the eaves and taking a nap, he often squatted by the Longxu River, carrying a big bag of leaves, and threw them into the water one by one to look at the leaves.
Ye Xiaozhou drifted away with the water. He would often be alone on the shore. He would first throw a powerful punch, then shout a few times, stamp his feet vigorously, say a few words, and make a sound of thunder from the soles of his feet, and the rain would fly across the river.
Come or something like that, pretending to hold the sword secret with one hand, holding the wrist with the other hand, reciting a few words in a serious and urgent voice like a law, stand up the leaves floating on the water one by one, and pull a few words like a leaf flying to the waves.
The old book has acid writing on it.
After eating on the mountain, Liu Xianyang burped all the way and walked down the mountain. By the time he returned to the shop by the river, it was already dark. When passing by the small town, he heard the sound of the clock. There were five shifts in the night, and what Liu Xianyang heard was the first watch of Xu hour.
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Watchmen keep watch at night to remind the world that work begins at sunrise and rest at sunset. In fact, in the small town of Lizhudongtian in the past, this was not the case.
As a result, I saw a friend, sitting on a bamboo chair and drinking. He was the kiln supervisor. Cao Gengxin, who was born in Chier Street in Lijing City, was the oldest official among Liu Xianyang's friends.
Liu Xianyang trotted over. Cao Duzao bent down and picked up a wine bottle at his feet, which was originally meant for Liu Xianyang. He gently threw it away and said with a smile: "If you show up a quarter of an hour later, I will
Let’s leave without saying goodbye.”
Liu Xianyang took the drink, sat aside, and said with a smile: "Promoted?"
Cao Gengxin nodded, rubbed his cheeks hard, and said helplessly: "Well, let's be neighbors with the person named Yuan. I get upset when I think of that door god's face, which has been full of joy and sorrow since he was a child, and doesn't move at all."
Over the years, Cao Duzao has always been Cao Duzao. The guy who changed from Yuan County Magistrate to Yuan County Sheriff was promoted last year and left the officialdom of Longzhou to go to the Liubu Yamen of Dali Capital to serve as the right minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.
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Many large dynasties often set up a companion capital. The rank of the companion capital yamen is at most lowered by one rank, and even the official status is the same as that of the capital. It is mostly a place where the elderly nobles retire, and they are sent out of the capital as "accompanying the capital".
If he goes to serve in the capital, holds an honorary title, or is demoted to another official in the capital, the imperial court tries its best to save his face.
However, the Dali Dynasty was of course different from this. Whether it was the geographical location of the capital or the deployment of officials, it showed that the Dali Song family relied heavily on this capital.
Among the six yamen that accompany the capital, except for the chancellor, who still chooses a steady old man, the rest of the ministers are all young and strong officials like Yuan Zhengding.
Moreover, the various departments of the accompanying capital have great authority, especially the Minister of War of the accompanying capital, who is directly held by the Minister of the Capital of Li Dynasty. It is not even expected by the officials in the temple to leave this position to a new patrol envoy general.
It is said that the Ministry of War reported that the power of selection had actually been moved from the capital of Dali to the south to the capital. The first Imperial Academy in the history of the capital to offer wine was held by the headmaster of Linlu Academy built on Piyun Mountain in Beiyue.
Cao Gengxin said from his heart: "There are some new insights about the natal porcelain of you and your friends."
Liu Xianyang nodded and took a sip of wine, "I owe you a favor."
Over at the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, Shi Rou hummed a fragment of a ballad passed down from the ancient Shu Kingdom.
The white clouds are in the sky, the hills are rising, the roads are long, and the mountains and rivers are far away. The general will not die and will come back again.
Now there is a little helper in the shop. He can talk but doesn't like to talk. He is like a little mute. When there are no customers, the child likes to sit on the doorstep alone in a daze. Shirou likes it instead, and she never disturbs him.
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In addition to practicing boxing and walking on a regular basis every day, the child seems to be learning half of the master's Pei Qian. He also needs to copy books. However, the child is stubborn and will never throw more punches or take more steps. He will never write more when copying books.
One word, it was just perfunctory. After Pei Qian came back, he could use fist stakes and paper to exchange for money. As for the papers for copying books, the child nicknamed Ah Man threw them into a bamboo basket every day and filled the bamboo basket.
After that, they all moved to the big basket in the corner. When Shi Rou was cleaning the room, she bent down and glanced at the bamboo basket. The earthworms were crawling and twisting, and her writing was far worse than that of Pei Qian when she was a child.
Shi Rou likes such a peaceful and peaceful life. In the past, when she looked at the shop alone, she would occasionally feel that it was too deserted. Now that she has a little Ah Ma, it is just right. The shop has become more popular, but it is still quiet.
Nowadays, the town is becoming more and more prosperous with merchants. Shi Rou likes to buy some literati's writings and novels about ghosts and ghosts to pass the time. Stacks of them are neatly placed on the counter. Occasionally, little Ah Man will flip through a few pages.
Business in the shop was normal today. Shi Rou and Ah Man were each reading a book together. The child stood on the small bench and had to stand on tiptoes.
The child suddenly moved the scholar's note a few inches sideways and put his hand against the page. Shi Rou turned around and saw a sentence from the previous sage in the book.
At the beginning of man, the world is connected, and man is connected above. Once he goes to heaven, and at night he goes to heaven, and heaven and man have words at dawn and at night.
Shi Rou smiled, but she noticed something was wrong. Of course she knew what she looked like now. Shi Rou quickly calmed down her expression and explained softly to her child: "Those immortal masters who went to the mountains to practice immortality,
We all believe that a long time ago, heaven and earth were connected, and gods and humans lived together. How can I put it... To use an analogy, it is similar to how we go from door to door in the market today, except that some doors have high thresholds, such as Fulu Street and Tao Street in small towns.
Ye Xiang is not accessible to ordinary people, and no one will answer the door. However, in Qilong Xiang here, the threshold is naturally not high. However, the where and what of those roads that connect heaven and man are all told in books.
It's very mysterious, some say it's an ascension platform, some say it's a big tree, some say it's a mountain, but I can't be sure."
The child nodded, probably understanding.
Longquan Jianzong Mountain.
Ruan Xiu walked to the top of the mountain alone and fell to the cliff. He looked at the inscriptions on the cliff one by one and saw that the sky was open and beautiful.