bantayden Chapter 180
Chapter 180
14th year of Voling, September 21.
The autumn breeze rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees fall and the geese return south.
Outside Quantan County, Huzhou, thousands of golden millet waves stretched and undulated, and the ripe and plump corn ears hung their heads heavily.
The people were half-bent over, wielding scythes and cutting corn stalks, and the corners of their eyes were embedded with cheerful loess.
Suddenly, a loud crane chirp came from north to south.
One after another, the people looked up.
But I saw three huge white cranes flying from under the vast sky dome as if they were practicing three ways.
“There are people on the crane!”
I don’t know who exclaimed.
Only then did the people see that three living people were riding on the back of the white crane.
In the white-robed hunting room, the long hair that fluttered freely was like a flowing black waterfall.
The people were shocked beyond belief.
“There really are immortals in this world!”
The autumn breeze blows, lowering the ears of millet.
One by one, the people standing in the fields soon knelt down.
Together with Susui, the three immortals who rushed away bowed reverently.
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Fourteenth year of Voling, seventh day of October.
Gusuzhou Jianing Mansion was crowded and shoulder-to-shoulder.
The Canglan River outside the city is extremely wide, like a sparkling silver dragon slowly running over the land of Jiangnan.
Under the bright autumn sun, beautiful boat paintings can be seen everywhere on the surface of the river, like scattered pearls.
On the painting, there are princes of the Shi clan, thousands of gold in the Zhu Gate, and few literati.
“The dynasty and the white emperor are among the clouds, and the thousands of miles of Jiangling are returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the 10,000 heavy mountains. I
don’t know which one borrowed the ancient song, expressed his pride in a loud voice, causing the ladies to chuckle, and the river was full of crisp laughter like silver bells.
“Look, immortal!”
The news that the immortals rode down the Jiangnan on the crane swept through the south like a hurricane at an extremely fast speed.
A handsome son of Yushu Linfeng, a young lady with bright eyes and teeth.
There were also those outstanding literati, all of whom came out of the painting room, came to the deck, and looked up into the distance.
The three-headed divine white crane, carrying three immortals, roared high in the sky from the vast Canglan River.
Miss Gongzi, a scholar and inker, looked at the three white cranes far away from the crane shadow, and did not dare to speak, lest they alarm the immortals.
“Qiushui is a divine jade for bones, and a true immortal!”
There are literati talking to themselves, and their hearts are fascinated.
“That female fairy, Zhennai Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Huamao Chunsong.”
“Bright like the moon of light clouds, fluttering like the flowing snow of the returning wind.”
Yougongzi muttered, looking back at the picturesque Qianjin beside him, and instantly felt vulgar powder.
“A young immortal with a jade face and fresh and handsome~”
The ladies looked at each other obsessively, their cheeks pink.
Those bright eyes are full of intoxicating affection.
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Voling 14, October 15.
The three immortals descended on Qingliang Mountain in Guangling Province.
October 16.
The top sect power of the Wei Kingdom, the Qingliang Mountain Smoke and Rain Tower, announced the rivers and lakes of the Wei Kingdom.
On November 19, the Immortals of Swagger Mountain will personally kill the Heavenly Witch and invite all the warriors of the dynasty to go to Qingliang Mountain to have a look.
The news swept through the desert with an incredible horrific speed.
On this day, the warriors of all parties of the entire dynasty made a hundred rivers and went to the vicissitudes of Qingliang Mountain.
Down to ordinary people, up to the second product and the first product to move the mountains and the sea.
So that the hidden world, the heavenly people who rarely walk the world are out of customs.
Just to witness the swaggering immortal demeanor.
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Fourteen years of Voling, October 17.
Wei Guobao Bottle Prefecture Qixia Mansion.
“Sugar gourd… Calabash…… Sell sugar gourds, don’t sour and don’t have money. ”
At the mouth of the alley squatted an old man in a coarse linen shirt and a cloak.
After shouting twice, seeing that no one was patronizing, the old man pulled out the dry cigarette stick inserted in his waist, and smoked it.
Under the vicissitudes of the old eyes, quietly looking at the groups of young men on the long street, preparing to travel to Qingliang Mountain in Guangling Road.
After all, it is a true immortal who calls the wind and rain, soars the clouds and rides the fog, which ordinary man does not want to take a look at the fairy face and fairy posture.
In the crowd flowing towards the southern gate of Qixia Mansion, the old man suddenly saw an acquaintance.
It was a very tall mountain pig king wearing a loose black robe and a bronze ancient mask on his face.
It was Zhou Shan Moxuan.
Pig Queen, too.
A clicking sound suddenly came from behind him.
The old man turned his head to look, but saw a little white donkey carrying a middle-aged Daoist in brocade clothes walking slowly.
“Hiccup~
” The Taoist who blushed like a monkey’s ass burped, shook the yellow gourd in his hand at the old man, and said with a smile: “The daughter red of a hundred years of brewing, do you want to take a sip.” The
old man shook his head and said curiously: “Which unlucky ghost did you pit?” actually put on silk satin and drank a hundred years of aging~
” The Taoist opened his arms and said triumphantly: “What, is there a noble master?” The
old man said lightly: “It’s like a golden basin full of feces and urine.”
Taoist: “You are the jealousy of the red fruit.” The
old man: “My grand Xuanmen senior brother, do you need to be jealous of you as an unqualified waste junior brother?” The
Taoist took out two gold leaves from his sleeve and threw them on the ground.
“You grass target sugar gourd, I want it.”
The old man immediately smiled, picked up the gold leaf, and touched it for a while.
After tucking it into the crotch of his pants like his life, he smiled flatteringly at the Daoist: “Junior brother, don’t hide from you, in the past three hundred years since you left, Senior Brother’s skill in making sugar gourds has increased like a sea spray.”
“Make sure to lick it into your toenail cover.”
The old man came to the Taoist with a low grass target.
“Junior Brother, please flop… Please pick. The
Taoist said arrogantly: “I am the Huang Dao Chang of the heavens and the earth, how can I eat such a child’s gluttony?”
“Feed my donkey yourself.”
The old man blew his beard and glared: “Huang Cang, don’t kick your nose on your face!” The
Taoist shook his sleeves, and in an instant the golden leaves flew like snowflakes.
“Huang Dao Chang is generous, and I am old and immortal.”
The corners of the old man’s mouth went straight to the root of his ear.
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Nishiyama.
The old man and the Taoist are separated.
“Senior brother is going to Qingliang Mountain in Guangling Road~
” The old man gave a thumbs up to the Daoist: “It is worthy of the heaven and earth, admire and admire.” The
Taoist asked again: “Do you want to go to the theater, or save the girl?” The
old man smiled slightly, “Save people.” ”
Junior Brother, go back and guard your Divine Wood Forest well.”
“It’s not early, Senior Brother is on the road.”
Looking at the back of the old man who was gradually moving away, the Taoist couldn’t help but secretly regret it.
“Immeasurable his mother is a Tianzun, my golden leaf~
” “This forced pretend, blood loss~” The
setting sun is setting.
The Taoist rode the little white donkey out of Qixia Mansion and walked in the direction of Qingping Town, deep in the Taihang Mountain Range.
The old man carried his hands on his back, hummed a ditty, and entered a green building with Yingsheng Yanyu.
“Old Zhang bustard, call out Xiaoqing, Xiaohong, Xiaobai, and Xiaozi, the old man will fight a hundred tonight!”
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October 17, willow head on the moon.
Deep in the Taihang Mountains.
Zhoushan Caves.
The moon is like silver water, shining on a person, a snake and a rat at the entrance of the cave.
Xueniang has not yet woken up, but she is still hanging her breath.
Zhu Jiuyin leaned on the soft python body of the snow lady, with his hands on the back of his head, cocked Erlang’s legs, and rested “Vinegar Gourd” at the intersection of his two thighs.
The little whirlwind was lying on Zhu Jiuyin’s stomach, and the two red mouse eyes stared intently at the words and illustrations in the book.
Zhu Jiuyin: “Turn the page.”
Little Whirlwind: “I haven’t finished reading it yet.” ”
Turn the page.”
“Shut up! Don’t make me angry, otherwise you will steal Ming’er’s burning knife by yourself down the mountain. ”
Zhu Jiuyin:”…”
“It’s okay, look slowly, I’m not in a hurry.”
Zhu Jiuyin, who was about to reach out and stroke the small whirlwind, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.
In the sky under the night sky, a giant white crane swayed leisurely, flying extremely slowly and slowly.
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PS: Go out and move, it’s a chapter today.