I didn't intend to be a Fairy

“There are a lot of people here who can speak Mandarin!”

"Ms. Sanhua has already used the word 'mandarin'?"

"Meow? What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." The Taoist smiled and shook his head, "Even Empress Sanhua didn't say that before."

"What you think...the answer is so strange!"

"focus point."

"Yes, yes! Your focus is so strange!"

"Maybe……"

The Taoist still wore the old Taoist robes he had worn a few years ago, holding a cane and walking on the path between the terraced fields.

There was still a cat following behind.

There is a swallow flying in the clouds in the sky.

Compared with a few years ago, there is only one less bay horse.

Pass through the village, walk through the fields, and walk towards the cliff to the east of the tree.

It is already very high here. Looking into the distance, you can no longer see any higher mountains than here, or even the earth. Most of your field of vision is filled with sky and white clouds, and the other half is covered by mountains in the distance that are lower than here. Occupied by mountains, walking among them feels like walking in the sky, and your mood is naturally vast.

Just like before.

But when I came here again this time, I found that there were indeed more people on the mountain who could speak Mandarin.

Some look like mountain hermits, some don't.

These people live in the village. It is morning at this time. They are walking along the cliff with the Taoist. Some are carrying tools and some are carrying wood. They seem to have come down from the mountain.

Although he had Empress Sanhua's crane as a mount, Song You did not fly directly to the top of the mountain. Instead, he flew to the hillside and stayed overnight. He walked up from the mountainside at dawn this morning. Along the way, there were many more horse hoof prints on the path, more horse dung, and brick ash and broken tiles. It seemed that there was construction on the mountain, and a horse team was carrying bricks and tiles up from the bottom of the mountain.

Now it seems that this is probably the case.

"Dare to ask your Majesty..."

The Taoist stopped a man who was also walking towards the cliff and looked like a craftsman. He saluted and asked, "You don't seem to be from a mountain village. Where do you come from and what are you doing?"

"Mr. Taoist?"

asked the man dressed as a craftsman.

"They are indeed the same person."

"But the mountain hermit?"

"Just came down from the mountain."

"Oh, sir, I don't know something. Some of us are from the county and some are from Luchuan. We were all invited by a big businessman named Liu." The craftsman was also very polite to him and said, " That Liu Gong invested money to build a temple on the mountain. It should be built according to the style of Dayan palaces and temples. The villages on the mountain were all mud houses, and no one would build such temples and palaces. Moreover, Liu Gong invested a lot of money. It seemed that he planned to build a temple in the mountains. Build a larger palace and temple, and then invite some hermits from the mountain to preside over it. People on the mountain can't build it, so they are all craftsmen and workers invited from the counties and towns below the mountain."

"Build a palace to watch the temple?"

"Yes, it is a temple. It is also a Taoist temple. It mainly provides sacrifices to the True Dragon Master on the mountain. As for the rest, there are many hermits on the mountain who are practicing Taoism. They can provide sacrifices to whomever they want."

"When did you start practicing?"

"At the end of last year, Mr. Liu spent a lot of money and hired a lot of people. Now more than half of them have been repaired."

The craftsman paused as he spoke, then made a gesture to Song You, indicating that he should continue walking forward, and then said to him as he walked:

"It is said that many years ago, the hermit masters on the mountain and the people in the village had this idea. There are many Taoist priests living in seclusion on the mountain, and the number of believers in the village naturally gradually increased, but there has always been no one. There is no serious Taoist temple, and I don’t know where to go to burn incense and worship gods. If things were fine in the past, but in this world Taoism is chaotic, and there are many mountain spirits and ghosts on the mountains, I heard that there is a Taoist temple, and the useful gods in the sky will protect it, even if not Protect it, even those mountain spirits and ghosts are afraid of you, and since Mr. Liu is willing to invest, construction will naturally begin."

"Is Mr. Liu the one from Luchuan, Bujun?"

"Sir, do you also know Mr. Liu?"

"We were old acquaintances."

"It happens that Mr. Liu often comes to the mountain to inspect the construction. But Mr. Liu is busy with the business of building a village, so he may not meet him..."

"It depends on fate."

As Song You walked forward, he had already seen the cloud pool surrounding the mountain in the distance. In a daze, the shocking scene of the real dragon rising from it appeared in front of his eyes again.

Beside the cliff, in front of billowing white clouds, not far from the mountain peach tree where Song You originally slept, a piece of terraced fields has been dug out. In this beautiful scenery, deep in the clouds and mist, a not-so-small and relatively elegant building is being built. Taoist temple, you can imagine the scenery after its completion.

"It's a great place to come here. The scenery is beautiful and quiet. It's neither cold in winter nor hot in summer. There are also real dragons. With the spiritual power and dragon energy, I'm afraid you will live a few more years if you live here. It's a pity that there was no sign of the real dragon at the beginning of spring this year. I heard from the villagers that they haven't seen the real dragon in the past few years." The craftsman continued to chat with him, "It's getting more and more chaotic under the mountain. I'm afraid, tsk, I'm afraid that I won't say no. There will be a war at some point, and people say that this Taoist temple was built by Liu Gong for him to escape from the world and provide for himself in his old age. If it hadn't been for it, well, I would have wanted to move to this mountain."

"Who says it's not..."

Song You agreed politely.

As we gradually approached the palace under construction, we found that it was indeed very well-built, with three levels of courtyards inside and outside.

I heard from the craftsmen that this palace is going to be called Qinglong Temple. The real dragon in Gein Mountain is a green-scaled dragon. The middle hall is used to worship the real dragon and nothing else. While the palace was being built, Liu Gong also invited The best sculptors came and, with the help of the hermits at the foot of the mountain, they carved the statue of the real dragon.

Both proceed simultaneously.

"I'm about to get busy. Sir, if you're interested, you can go around the temple and see if there's anything wrong. You can give me some pointers. Every day at noon, people in the village will prepare meals and carry them on burdens. When we bring it here, there is no big fish or meat, but there is still red rice and dry rice, all prepared by the rich households in the village. If you have no other place to go, sir, you can come and have a taste."

"Thank you."

"If you don't spend my food, if you don't eat my food, you will only have a mouth. Why thank me."

The craftsman waved his hand and went forward.

The Taoist stopped and looked over there.

The craftsmen have already begun to work, and there are faint sounds of discussions, knocking, sawing, and the shouts of the people on the mountain carrying bricks and stones.

"Want to see Meow?"

"Not urgent."

The Taoist stepped forward and walked towards the other side.

Walking along the path on the edge of the cliff, there are white clouds rolling next to it. The Taoist calmly concentrates and can feel the life under the cloud pond.

Gradually it has reached a deserted place.

The Taoist temple under construction can no longer be seen behind him.

"I'm going down below to get the True Dragon Spirit. Please wait for me up there and play by yourself." The Taoist stopped and said to the cat beside him.

"Down here?"

Cat walked to the edge of the cliff and stared at the sea of ​​clouds below, seemingly surprised.

"Exactly."

"It's all clouds down here!"

"Don't worry, Sanhua Empress. I've been there once."

"Been there for a long time?"

"I went there in my dream a few years ago."

"In a dream!"

"The method of wandering in dreams is both false and true."

"What's down there?"

"It's a pool, a big lake, where the real dragon lives."

"Then do you want Sanhua Empress to ask Xianhe to take you down?"

"No need."

"Then how do you get down?"

"Just go on like this."

The Taoist had already stood at the edge of the cliff. He turned around and looked at Mao'er who was looking up. He smiled at her, then turned and walked to the side.

Next to it is the cliff and the sea of ​​clouds.

He just took one step and fell towards the sea of ​​clouds.

Sanhua Empress had known that he would be like this, had been prepared for it, and knew that he would definitely not fall to death. Seeing this scene, she still instinctively opened her eyes wide, rushed to the cliff, stretched out her claws to hook the corners of his clothes, and just waited. When she went to hook him, the Taoist had already fallen off the cliff and into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. She had to stand on the edge of the cliff with three feet, stretched out her right front paw, and continued to hook the air twice, so that her trip was not in vain.

Then he retracted his paws, stretched his neck, and looked down.

The clouds and mist were really deep. In just the blink of an eye, the Taoist fell into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. The clouds and mist were really like water, swallowing him up easily.

Even because the Taoist fell and brought up the wind, the rolling clouds and mist seemed to be splashing with water.

"..."

The cat stared unblinkingly, with a serious expression.

…

The cliffs are really almost vertical, just like what I saw when I was wandering in my dreams. There are stubborn vegetation growing on them, many of them are soilless stone walls, and they are covered with moss. No matter how deep the clouds and fog are, they can't completely block the skylight. It's just a bit darker and turbid, so you can't see the blue sky.

This drop was a normal drop.

Taoists can also control the direction and even ask the wind to help them fall slower.

However, as it continued downward, it seemed that the distance from the tree to the ground had been exceeded.

The precipitous cliffs remain the same, and the deep pit of cloud pool still exists.

It's just that it's already embedded in the ground at this time.

The skylight gradually became dim at this time.

At some point, I passed through the clouds and mist.

The Taoist lowered his head——

Below is an underground spring. Although it goes deep into the ground, the pit is too big, like a small basin, and the underground spring is also wide and it is difficult to see the edge. It is like a large lake, so it is not nearly invisible like ordinary underground caves. The light is just dimmer than usual under the mountain, like dusk.

The spring water is quiet and waveless, with a chilly air.

"call……"

The wind came and carried the Taoist to the water.

The still water also became turbulent.

Song You lowered his head quietly and looked down.

Several years later, I can still feel the breath of the real dragon here, and the aura hidden underneath is even more dazzling.

It's just that the real dragon is no longer there, and all the previous arrangements have naturally dispersed with the wind. At this time, there is no power under the water to block the Taoist like in the dream, enough to prevent him from going down easily.

If it weren't for the fact that the dragon spirit still exists here, and all the ghosts and monsters in the mountains know that there is a real dragon living here, and even worship it as a god and dare not come here easily, I'm afraid there will be mountain spirits and ghosts who can't resist the temptation of the spirit, even if the cliffs are thousands of meters high. Even though he was very high, he had already come down to look for it.

Song You didn't enter the water, but just stretched out his hand.

"puff……"

The water surface suddenly broke and splashed.

A steady stream of green energy rose from the water, flew to the Taoist's hand, and floated there. It became more and more concentrated, and gradually turned from the loose green energy into a dazzling blue light.

There is endless vitality in it.

After an unknown amount of time, the water surface calmed down.

Lingyun has been taken by Song You.

What is the ancient true dragon, the powerful divine beast?

Just this vitality and aura can bring spring back to several states in the severe cold season and bring abundant harvests to the dry land.

He is truly powerful.

"..."

The Taoist took back his hand and the aura disappeared naturally.

"Ask the wind to carry me into the blue clouds."

"call……"

The still water was ruffled by the wind again.

A cold wind came from the ground, carrying the Taoist and flying all the way up.

As for what the dragon pool looks like and whether there is anything else under the water, the real dragon has passed away and there is no one to invite him, so Song You will not enter at will.

Leave it to posterity to view.

In the blink of an eye, it was already in the clouds.

The surrounding fog is all around, and you can even see the particles clearly from a close distance. It wets your hair and hangs on your eyelashes, which is quite cool in this summer.

Until the sky above our heads gradually brightened and revealed blue, in just a blink of an eye, we jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds. The world suddenly opened up, and terraced villages appeared in front of us.

It's just that compared to a few years ago, it's summer now, rice has been planted in the terraces, and it's the season when the rice grows lush and lush. The original terraces that looked like broken mirrors in the sky are gone. Now the terraces are full of rice. The green rice grass looks like it has a different taste.

The cliffs were covered with grass and trees, and a swallow stood on a small tree. The swallow lowered its head and stared at the path below.

A calico cat on the path was playing with an oval wooden egg the size of an egg. He regarded it as a toy. He flicked it away with one paw, then quickly chased after it and pounced on it. Then his paw just gently touched it. As soon as she touched the wood, it flew out quickly, and she turned into an afterimage and immediately rushed forward again.

The cat entertains itself and plays seriously.

Yanzi was bored, but he actually took it seriously.

It wasn't until the Taoist came back from the depths of the clouds that Yan Zi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the Taoist.

Mao'er pressed the wood, turned to look at the Taoist, and looked stunned for a moment. Then she lowered her head, walked toward him with the wood in her mouth, and put it at his feet: "Empress Sanhua found a piece of wood. Look, it's round. , like eggs laid out of wood.”

"It's just a tree seed." Song You bent down to pick it up, looked at it in his hand, and then handed it back to her.

"species!"

"yes……"

"Can I eat it?"

"You can't eat it. But if Empress Sanhua likes it, you can find a place to plant it."

"You went for a day this time."

"How are you, Miss Sanhua, staying up there?"

"Miss Sanhua is staying well up there..."

The calico cat lowered its head again, picked up the wood in its mouth, and followed him forward with small steps.

The swallow also spread its wings, left the small tree, and flew into the sky.

Song You couldn't help but think of the scene just now——

Perhaps in recent years, whenever I was busy with other things and was in seclusion, Empress Sanhua would act like this, playing and entertaining herself to kill time.

Thanks to the boss "Swallow 523" for being the leader!

Bow and show your breasts!