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Go up to the rooftop and try the Kunlun sword. Chapter 462: Thirteen Scenes of Penglai

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    Sun, sand, waves.

    In a quiet bay, silver waves lapped at the shore.  On the white sand bank, a group of gulls are taking a nap.  A short boy was sitting in the shade of a dense forest by the sea, throwing stones into the sea water.

    ¡°Suddenly, the sea water that had been calm for thousands of years suddenly rolled up, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and the huge fleet landed on the sea with a splash, causing huge waves.

    The Taoist boy suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened, and murmured: "What? Those are one, two, threeseven, seven ships!"

    After the seven large ships came to a stop, a small boat rocked out beside the waves, like a survivor holding on to straw.  A gray-haired fisherman on the boat took a breath, and when he saw the idle boy, he shouted: "Qinghui, I'm back."

    The boy was still staring at the fun, but when he saw him, he suddenly turned pale with fright and shouted: "The trouble is back, the trouble is back!" He got up and ran back.

    The fisherman was furious. With a slight step, he had already crossed a distance of tens of feet. He came to the boy and mentioned him: "What are you talking about? Who taught you?"

    The boy's eyes were straight and he looked a little silly. He didn't know how to avoid it and said directly: "Master said, Master said you are restless. Just don't come back. If you come back, you will cause trouble. Tell me to ignore you."  ."

    The fisherman took a deep breath and cursed: "Old guy, why doesn't he die? He just shrinks his head and hides his ears, you know? I think he is the disaster. Just because he is here, we have no place to stay."  Stop talking nonsense and lead the way. Tell that old guy that I brought someone here. Tell him to see if he is right or I am right." He said and looked back at the people behind him.

    By this time, Cheng Jun had gotten off the boat, and everyone was landing one after another.  Put away the seven treasure ships. These treasure ships are first-class magic weapons refined by monks. They can be large or small and can be put away at any time.  When forming the fleet, we had already considered that Cheng Jun would not be accepted unless it was the magic weapon.

    More than ten people stood on the beach, watching the conversation and argument between the two people over there. Because the two couldn't hold back their voices, the boy shouted at the top of his lungs.  Therefore, everyone could hear it clearly. Qin Yue touched his chin and said, "I say, our guide seems a bit unpopular. We have become private salt instead of official salt, right?"

    ? said.  He glanced at Cheng Jun and saw that he was looking at the beach and the lush green forests on the shore, with a look of reminiscence, and murmured: "There are actually a lot of people here."

    Qin and Yue had no idea.  But Cheng Yu tilted his head and looked at the two of them.  Suddenly he smiled and said: "So old."

    Qin Yue was startled and then heard Bai Shaoqing say: "Is he that boy? He is really old."

    Everyone took a closer look and saw that although the boy was dressed as a child, he was already quite old and had wrinkles on his face.  He is just short in stature and speaks in a shrill voice.  It was not noticed for a while.

    Feng Yizhen flashed a hint of surprise and said: "Not only is he old, his clothes are also a bit old."

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The boy's simple Taoist robe is old, the cuffs are frizzy, and there are a few cuts. There are grains of sand all over his body, but it doesn't show any dirt.

    "Could it be that" Zhang Qinglu suddenly said: "Our mysterious friend is not living a good life in this good place, right?"

    The breeze blew by, the leaves of the dense forest rustled, and the warm sunshine shone down without blind spots. It was warm and soft, but everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

    The sky is as blue as emerald, the blue sky, white sand, green trees, the dreamlike color, and the incredibly abundant aura that permeates the air, originally gave everyone a beautiful vision, and they were also very fond of Penglai Xianzhou, but they were  Zhang Qinglu's words were so exciting that his mood was somewhat clouded.

    I saw the fisherman pushing the boy aside and said: "Go and inform your master quickly. Just say that I have done what I promised. Why don't you come out to greet me?" Seeing the boy running away, he took a breath and turned around and said with a smile: "  Guys, come with me. Let me show you the scenery of Fairy Island."

    Cheng Jun bowed slightly and said, "Thank you."

    A few people walked along the beach. The big island is low on the four sides and high in the center. It is surrounded by gentle beaches. The sea water is blue, but there is a green mountain in the center.  The fisherman led a few people up a winding path. On both sides were rare rare Southern exotic grasses. Curly vines hung down from the mountain wall, and dots of flowers dotted them, which were extremely beautiful.

    It¡¯s all about others, but Lu Lingxuan likes these the most, gently stroking the grass blades and recording their varieties and appearance. If everyone hadn¡¯t been in a hurry, they might have stopped to take a closer look.

    Climbing all the way up, we finally reached the top of the mountain. The mountain was not high and the slope was gentle, but one side faced the sun.You can see the endless underground, like the mirror-like sea surface, reflecting the sea, sky, clouds, green islands and Cangshan mountains.

    When everyone saw such beautiful scenery, they were all relaxed and happy, and their worries were gone just now.

    Yin Shengyun opened his eyes, which had always been drowsy, and suddenly said: "Is that snow over there?"

    When others heard this, they didn¡¯t believe it at first, but then they looked at it and were secretly surprised. They saw snow mountains piled up on an island across the sea, and the white snow was exceptionally crystal clear in the sun.

    Qin Yue looked at it for a while and then said, "It must be salt."

    The fisherman smiled and said: "Exactly, that island is like this all year round. Pieces of sea salt are like snow-covered mountains welcoming the incoming waves, so there is a name called 'Snow Covered Tide'. There is also a poem titled '  The accumulation is like the snow in Emei in June, sweeping people back to the corners of the earth thousands of times.' It is one of the thirteen sceneries in Penglai."

    Cheng Yu praised: "It's so beautiful! I wonder what the other twelve scenes are?"

    The fisherman said: "There are a total of thirteen treasure islands in Penglai Xianzhou, and each treasure island has its own scene. For example, the place we are standing on is Jin'ao Island. From the side, it looks like a big golden turtle. It is said that  It is the remnant of the ancient divine turtle. Standing here, you can enjoy the mirror-like sea surface, so it is called "Jin'ao Mirror Shadow". It is said that "the bronze of the blue sea has not stopped grinding, and the mist can be seen from thousands of miles away."

    "How can you see the sun swallowing clouds and bathing in it? It is better than the upper reaches of Jin'aobei."  ¡¯ That¡¯s it.  "

    Qin Yue unknowingly took out the folding fan from his sleeve, unfolded it with a swipe, shook it slightly, and praised: "What a poem. The poem enters the scene, and the scene enters the painting. It is so natural. Penglai Wonderland is truly created by nature."

    The fisherman said: "In addition to the thirteen islands, there are also Huayue Island, Chilian Island, Qiji Island, Canglang Island, Fuyao Island, Li Island Each island has its own scenery. The islands have their own scenery.  There are also scenery like Qipu Bay, Hanmo Bridge, Diaowa Creek, Garnet Rock and other scenery" As he spoke, his expression was still proud and somewhat retrospective at first, but suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he said fiercely: "Fuck  of!"

    This swear word came out of nowhere, and everyone was stunned.  Cheng Jun turned his head and glanced at him, shaking his head.  Just listen to the fisherman shouting: "Qinghui, Qinghui, come here."

    The voice echoed on the island for a long time, and then I saw the old boy swaying up the mountain. Before he went up the mountain, he waved and said: "Don't dare to speak loudly. Master said that you must talk softly on the island."

    The fisherman was angry and funny, and said: "I asked you to talk to the old devil. I brought people here. What did he say?"

    The old boy picked his nose and said, "He didn't say anything."

    The fisherman was startled, and then became furious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the old boy's collar, and shouted: "How dare you lie to both sides. Although that old ghost doesn't like me, he is still my senior brother. On the surface, you call him  Master, after all, you are just a boy serving tea and water. I am half your master, how dare you fool me?"

    Seeing that he was angry, the old boy became a little scared and said tremblingly: "FeiUncle Master, it's not that I didn't pass the message, it's that the master fell asleep. How could I dare to disturb him when he was asleep? Isn't that asking for death?"  "

    The fisherman threw him away and said: "Old damn, you only know how to sleep. He has made up his mind to wait for death. But can he stand up to the founder of our Penglai San people?" As he said this, he strode down the mountain on the other side.  Everyone followed.

    When we came down from the mountain, we saw a piece of golden roof tiles on the mountain behind, which was a large building.  There is a pavilion at the highest point, and the spring water flowing from the back of the golden turtle flows through the pavilion, making a gurgling sound.

    Seen from a distance, although the buildings are not grand, they are well-proportioned, exquisite, elegant, and quite fairy-like. They were obviously designed by masters.  But as I slowly approached, I felt that there was a little less popularity in the building.

    The building in front is empty with carved beams and paintings, and no one is there. The old traces on the wall can hardly be concealed. The tiles in the corners of the house have fallen and hung in the air, making a tinkling sound when the wind blows.  The whole building had a sense of decay coming from the cracks in the bricks and tiles.

    The fisherman walked up the steps along the corridor and reached the pavilion at the top.  But outside the pavilion, inside the pavilion, there were bamboo tables and chairs. The tables were fully equipped with tea sets, but there was no drop of water. A rolled scroll hung diagonally on the wall.  Standing in the pavilion, you can see an old man lying high in the pavilion. His silver beard reaches down to his chest. He holds his chin with one hand and his hip with the other. His sleeping posture is somewhat like a picture of a beautiful woman in an ancient painting.

    The pavilion, the old man, the two complement each other perfectly, and they are a bit leisurely and unrestrained like a noble man in the mountains.

    When the fisherman saw this situation, his nose was not a nose, and his face was not a face. He could see that the fire of ignorance had reached his throat. When his eyes moved, he saw a curtain hanging on the pavilion, and there seemed to be a canvas behind the curtain. He sneered.  Twice, he said: "Hiding your ears and stealing your bell?"

    Striding forward, the fisherman shouted: "Wang Zhongyang! You have a broad heart."

    ??The old man's eyes moved slightly, he sighed deeply, and chanted: "I don't know the dream, but it has been thousands of years in this world." After saying that, he turned over and fell asleep again.

    Cheng Jun and others are all kind-hearted, so how could they not know that he was sleeping in disguise, which made them feel funny in their hearts.

    The fisherman¡¯s face turned red and white, and he suddenly became furious. He rushed into the pavilion and grabbed the old man, shouting: ¡°Don¡¯t pretend to be a grandson, the monsters are coming.¡± (To be continued.)
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