Chapter 273: :legend

The area of ​​Taishou Mountain is no longer the same as in the past. It is in a wild area. There are no people in the world. With the continuous annexation and expansion of the Pan Kingdom, the territory of the human race is expanding. This has already become a land within the Guan.
The thousands of miles of wilderness have long been transformed into fertile soil for thousands of miles of fields. The surrounding towns and villages of Fengyi have risen to the ground. Fang Xiu passed by and saw that the wheat harvest that was about to harvest was shimmering with golden light and the farmers were sweating like rain. But the joy of a bumper harvest was surging on the lower face. When two or three were tired, they rested under the big tree beside the ridge.
On the avenue, caravans were seen, and hawkers carrying burdens hurried to the big city in the distance.
The mountain range of Taishou Mountain is deep and deep, and it is shrouded in fog all year round. People in several surrounding villages are said to have fairy people living in the mountain, but no one has ever seen the fairy mansion after hunting in the mountain.
And Fang Xiu's carriage passed through the mountain road all the way, and finally passed through a canyon illusion, and saw a mountain gate covered by a large array.
A dozen disciples hurried down from above and arrived at the mountain gate to greet Fang Xiu. It was led by Zhang Ping, who had been rescued by Fang Xiu in the North Sea. Wrinkles, but that realm has also become second-order late.
Zhang Ping led the disciples in the sun and moon robes: "I have seen Uncle Vendu! The master is already waiting for you inside!"
Fang Xiu stepped out of the car and saw that the yellow towel lux and the carriage shrank together and turned into a toy like a grass puppet, which was stuffed into the wide sleeve gown by Fang Xiu.
This fairy-like means made Zhang Ping and everyone suddenly stunned.
Fang Xiu seemed to wake up, stretched his lazy waist, shook the flask, and looked at the scenery on the Taishou Mountain. Qingyang liked the elegance and disliked the excitement. From this mountain, he saw the palace tower standing on the cliff In the middle of the forest, the small building is accompanied by the gurgling water, and the pavilion and the mountain are completely integrated, and there is also a shadow of the spirit planting garden and the spirit beast crane.
These disciples also appeared to be immortal, either retreating by the stream, or playing the piano in the pavilion. There are male disciples and female disciples. They no longer look like the same male disciples as they did last time.
As Fang Xiu went down, a group of disciples in Taishou Mountain became more detained. For the monks, they did not believe in gods, and these monks were like gods and immortals.
"Yes, it's not like the Xianjia meteorology. It's not the same as it was hundreds of years ago. Zhang Ping, please show me everywhere, but don't rush to see the guy in Qingyang, let him wait, rush!"
The hundreds of years of Fang Xiu's opening has made many disciples in Taishou Mountain even more dry. It is impossible to imagine what kind of existence these monks are.
Zhang Ping led Fang Xiu all the way up the mountain: "Master, knowing that you are here, can't be overjoyed!"
"Who is this? It was actually the palm master who greeted him personally and went there... Is this to see the patriarch?" On the way up the mountain, a pretty and lovely female disciple should have just seen the palm soon after getting started. Teach Zhang Ping to bring a person up the mountain and stand respectfully with other disciples on both sides.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is the uncle ancestor of Master Du, who is a monk of the same generation as the ancestor." Someone immediately reminded her that the newly-introduced disciple didn't know how powerful it was and did not understand the horror of these monks.
When Fang Xiu passed by them, his eyes glanced at the two, even if it was just an unintentional sweep, they also made their backs cold immediately, and the soles of their feet almost fell to the ground.
When the group of people went up the mountain, there was a lot of discussion among talents.
"I heard that Uncle Zu and Qingyang Zu both have been monks since thousands of years ago? Is it true? Is this uncle Zu Du too too young?" The pretty and cute female disciple, etc. As soon as the person left, he couldn't help but start talking.
"The ancestors you have chased for dozens of generations are not necessarily older than Uncle Zudu!"
An older disciple immediately snorted, and everyone immediately fell silent, arching his hands and saying, "See Brother Feng Ling!"
The disciple who had been familiar with this for a long time only slowly said, "What do you know? Legend has it that the uncle ancestors of Vendu and Qingyang princes had already walked in this mountain and sea before the great Huan was established."
"At that time, the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea did not yet exist, and the human race was still in an era of ignorance, and the Nation of the Sharks failed to occupy the South China Sea. However, at that time, their ancestors and uncle ancestors had already begun to practice in this world, The Fa is passed on to us as practitioners."
Everyone was excited, this disciple of Taishou Mountain, some of the mysterious rumours about ancient times in the Tao of Nature: "I also heard that the former East China Sea Dragon Mother once met the ancestors and uncles of Vendus on the Nanhai Sea, That Jiaozhu was taken by Uncle Tudu, if it were not for the mercy of Uncle Tudu, I am afraid that there will not be the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea now, but I heard Master talk about it."
"I still heard that..."
The remarks of the disciples are full of curiosity and exploration of the story like myth, and the longing for them like fairy monks.
Fang Xiu stepped through the Taishou Mountain like the Xianjiadong Mansion, even across a large mountain, he could hear what the disciples were talking about, but he didn't expect himself to become a figure in ancient mythology.
In the back mountain, there is a lake. The lake is full of lotus flowers. The lotus leaves and lotus flowers are as tall as trees. Fang Xiu passed through the lotus pond that exudes a touch of light and treasure. In the meantime, I saw a lake pavilion in front of me.
Fang Xiu walked through the cloister and saw an old man in plain robe standing upright next to a golden lotus, turned his head and looked at Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiudai only saw an old Dao covered with crane hair and white eyebrows and beards, looking back at himself, with a happy smile on his face, like an old fairy walking out of that scroll.
Qingyang’s appearance on the other side of the Xiu Xiu did not change and I didn’t feel strange. Some people found the refining method of Ding Yan Dan in the ruins. I am willing to pay, and most monks do not care about these changes in appearance.
Fang Xiu looked up and down, and saw Qingyang spread his hands, a white jade big dingy appeared above his head, and the dingy breathed out the cloud, covering the whole lake.
Qingyang is showing his cultivation practice to Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu nodded constantly. The other party took the instrumental path and cultivated the magic treasure of Ruyi. Fang Xiu knew at a glance where this cultivation practice was: "Jingqi God and this device of life are completely integrated, only one step away, you can achieve longevity in Qingyang!"
Qingyang sighed for a long time, and only he knew how difficult it was to get to this step. Step by step was just stuck at the death pass, and just dared to be at the level near Shouyuan. step.
However, even so, it only has the possibility of pursuing longevity. Success and failure are unknown.
Thinking of this, Qingyang could not help but sigh with a long sigh: "Eternal life! Eternal life!"
No one understood the bitterness and bitterness of his long sigh. Fang Xiu looked at the white hair and the faintly familiar face, and stood for a long time, and then sighed.
Fang Xiu stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder in the middle of the Great Lake, looking at the endless stretch of Linglian: "Among the 100,000 mountains, Changshengchi was born. I heard that the ruin was the corner of the ancient palace where the ancient heaven fell. You should already know Yang?"
Qingyang immediately said: "Of course, UU reading books www.uukanshu.com has been sent to me by the fairy crane that day, Jia Yi has rushed to the country of Shao, looking for Zhang Heming who is retreating, and I have been waiting for you!"
Fang Xiu nodded: "This time, I am afraid it is an unprecedented grand occasion. Most Dongzhou practitioners and big demons will gather in the 100,000 mountains!"
"At that time, I am afraid it will be an unprecedented battle of monks!"
Qingyang chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "My monks, aren't you fighting for this longevity?"
Qingyang: "I heard that there are also Heavenly Demon Pools in the Youdu Xiandao. Although you can only get the gift to enter with the permission of the Lord of the Yudu, you, as the chief of the city and shipping department, there is no need to fight with us for this opportunity. Right?"
Fang Xiu laughed: "I am the person who likes to join in the fun. How can I miss me at such an event?"
"And the sky monster pool is the sky monster pool of the Lord of the Utopia. No one dares to touch it, but it is an unowned spirit pool, and this is probably still the corner of the heavenly palace that fell from the heaven, even if it is not the longevity. Chi, I have to check it out."