Mirror of the Sky

Zhang Xuansheng never thought that Shaohua would have such a feeling of worrying about the country and the people, and praised with a smile: "Your daughter is really a woman who doesn't let her men, and has the heart to serve the country with justice.

It seems that Guanjiangkou is far away from the hinterland of Yan and Huang, but compared with Qi, Jin, Zhao, and Han feudal states, it has the indomitable spirit of the two ancestors of Yan and Huang, which is admirable and admirable. "

While speaking, the passenger ship has slowly docked at the bottom of Zhenyi Mountain, in the port at the end of the river.

The port in the harbor seems not to be created by human beings, but formed naturally. There are only a few wooden houses built on the flat white stone ground. Between the houses stand seven or eight zhang-high statues, which seem to be carved out of sapphire, wearing ancient-style armors and robes. General statue.

Because Zhenyi Mountain is not the end of the route, the sailors did not break down after the passenger ship docked. Only the owner of the ship, Li Mingsheng, shouted: "Xing'an Ship Line II, Li Mingsheng, send three distinguished guests to the Zhenjun Palace, please check the deacon."

The voice fell, and after a long time, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears in a robe walked out slowly, muttering in his mouth, "We have welcomed more than ten disciples back to the palace in a while. This is the case at this time of the year, so can't Xiaobei just stay in the palace and cultivate?

The young disciples of this generation are really fun-loving and not good enough. ', came to the side of the boat.

Although the deacon in the Zhenjun Palace has no way to make progress, his status is not low. Seeing this, Shaohua and Fenhua hurriedly jumped off the passenger boat and saluted the middle-aged man: "Miaoyuan Fenghua, the disciple of Daoist Enlightenment, is safe. Shaohua (An Fenhua, an outer disciple of Miaoyuan Peak), has seen the deacon."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man glanced at the two sisters a few times, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what kind of magical power he had used, so he checked the identities of Shaohua and Fenhua, and said with a cold face, according to the rules: "It turns out that I am a disciple of Miao Yuanfeng, and I am Xiu Jiufeng, the deacon of the Shuwu Hall. Today, I was instructed to guard Sansibokou and patrol the mountain gate.

You two have similar names, are you sisters? "

"Yes." Shaohua replied respectfully: "The twenty-seven generations of the disciples' ancestors have served in the palace, and my father is an expatriate priest in the palace. All brothers and sisters in the family have entered the mountain gate since childhood."

"It turned out to be the elder sister of the aristocratic family in the palace." Hearing this, Xiu Jiu Feng Feishuo finally showed a smile on his face, and waved his hands towards Shaohua and Fenhua, "If that's the case, let's go."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned to Zhang Huansheng, who had just flown off the passenger ship in Yufeng, and was about to speak when suddenly, on the top of the mountain in the distance, countless lightnings bred from the void, silver snakes danced wildly, and thunderbolts continued. Ming, resounding between heaven and earth.

After a few breaths, the thunder and lightning that had permeated the sky were intertwined and woven, gradually evolving into divine inscriptions, and converging into a huge and unparalleled edict.

At the same time, an old and majestic voice overwhelmed the thunder and spread over the earth, "Yanhuang is unfortunate, the emperor has lost his power, and now the wolf smoke is burning to pray for the princes to save the society... Although Guanjiangkou is not the imperial court of the state, it is also a descendant of Yanhuang Miao... I use the seal of the Xiansheng Zhenjun as my edict... All the disciples who have been in the outer door for 20 years, and have been in the inner door for more than 15 years, will all form an army...

In addition, I respectfully invite the four hundred grass-headed gods from the four tribes of Xuan, Huang, Hong and Huang to come out of the mountains to save the world..."

With the sound of this sound, countless strange beasts and beasts, monsters that look like humans but not human beings, or beasts that are not beasts, appear in the mountains that spread out indefinitely, and gather towards the main peak of Zhenji Mountain.

Among them, you can also see the figures of hundreds of generals with a height of half a foot and a half, born out of nowhere, wandering, and converging to the main peak of the mountain.

This tremendous movement has already shocked everyone in the river port at the foot of the mountain.

The owner of the Xing'an Ship can no longer care about other things, and anxiously ordered the boatman to leave the port, and quickly fled far away, while the middle-aged deacon on the shore was blue and white for a while, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that The big smoke column that day turned out to be the legendary wolf smoke.

But, the Daoist does not like to pay attention to the common affairs, even if the Emperor Yanhuang ignites the wolf smoke, he will not be so inspiring!

Could it be that the good days are over, forget it, forget it, anyway, the sky is falling because there is a big man on it, I am a small deacon of human level, thinking so much about what to do.

Honestly do a day of Taoist chanting a day's sutra. "Thinking of this, he calmed himself down for a while, looked at Zhang Huansheng and said, "You are a disciple from somewhere in the palace, if you are on the recruiting list, don't hurry to gather at the main peak. "

"I'm not a disciple of your palace," Zhang Huansheng came back to his senses after hearing the words, and took out the letterhead left by the former palace lord of the True Monarch Palace in his arms and said, "I'm here to ask for the Taoist lord of the palace three generations ago. Yunluo is a human being."

Xiu Jiufeng was stunned for a moment, looked Zhang Huansheng up and down a few times, took the letter from his hand, looked at it carefully, his heart moved, his face showed a gloomy expression, he hesitated for a few breaths and said coldly: " Where did your letterhead come from, and it doesn't look real to me."

Zhang Huansheng was not in a hurry to argue, but said lightly: "I am the son of Zhang Guoliuqing, the son of Zhang Guoliuqing, who was entrusted by the Emperor Yanhuang, and the true disciple of Liang Qiyi, a great monk of the Spring and Autumn Academy of Qi State, because of my stubbornness. , who insisted on cultivating the 'Eight Nine Mysteries', but eventually encountered a barrier and could not be diligent.

Xing Jiashi and Zhang Guo’s former emperor, Zhang Qingtan, a world-famous sage, and Zhang Gongyouji, obtained this letter from him and gave it to me. I traveled thousands of miles to the Zhenjun Palace to seek a breakthrough method.

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Take a closer look, it seems that there are still many, really many. "

"If that's the case, I'll trouble the deacon to find an immortal who can take charge of Yunluo's real person and come to see me." Zhang Huansheng smiled lightly, reached out his hand and grabbed the letter from Xiu Jiufeng's hand and said softly.

As soon as he restrained his momentum, Xiu Jiufeng suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, thinking of his stammering and cowardly appearance, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You came here with the letter of the previous Taoist master, after all, you are a late-born junior, ask me for help. Jun Palace, how can the adults in the palace welcome you?

Really ignorant. ”, but in the end, he could only take advantage of his mouth, and did not dare to continue to play tricks. After a while, he used secret techniques to inform the person in charge of Zhang Huansheng’s visit.

So after half a cup of tea, a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth jumped down from the mountain, came to Zhang Huansheng, and after a few words of reward, led him up the mountain.