I have a role in the heavens

Xu Fengnian frowned and asked curiously, "This Qingcheng Mountain is Wu Lingsu's fiefdom after all. Now that bandits are everywhere and chaos abounds, why doesn't Qingyang Palace just care about it?"

Old Mengtou gave a bitter smile and said somewhat dumbly.

"The Qingyang Palace is full of fairy-like figures. How can we care about these noisy things and not affect them!"

Xu Fengnian secretly remembered the matter and didn't say much. He just reminisced and joked with Xiao Haw and Xiao Que'er, while Xu Zongjia returned to his corner and ignored these people.

At dawn the next day, Xu Fengnian and his party were preparing to set off for Qingyang Palace. Lao Mengtou and others did not stop, but silently sent their blessings.

Liu Luwei said quietly to Lao Mengtou.

"Who is this Xu Fengnian? Why do I see that the guards behind him actually have military flags, and they seem to be Beiliang military flags!"

"Did you read that correctly?"

Lao Mengtou turned around in surprise, his eyes fixed on Liu Rewei's pole.

"You know, I also served as a soldier in the Yongzhou Army for two years back then. I won't admit my mistake!"

"I really didn't expect that Xu Fengnian would be a descendant of an official from Beiliang!"

The two of them had never associated Xu Fengnian with Northern Liang King Xu Xiao. After all, Northern Liang King was such a hero. Xu Fengnian was thick-skinned, timid, and dark-hearted, so there was no way he would have anything to do with Northern Liang King.

Xu Fengnian and his group swaggered towards the Qingyang Palace, making everyone in the Qingyang Palace feel nervous. After all, the reputation of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry was not blown out. Naturally, some Taoists had already gone forward to inform them before they arrived. In front of the Qingyang Palace, Wu Lingsu and her son Wu Shizhen have been waiting for a long time.

Wu Lingsu, the King of Qingcheng, indeed fits the common people's image of a Taoist immortal. He is already over fifty, but he looks like a man in his thirties. He is wearing a purple Taoist robe that was awarded by the Emperor. Nothing cheesy. If a scholar traveling in Qingcheng encounters Wu Lingsu in the woods, he will most likely mistakenly think that he is an immortal descended to earth, and will be even more surprised by the profound Taoism of the King of Qingcheng.

Wu Lingsu was very polite and said quietly to Xu Fengnian.

"I have met His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, but I am not welcomed from afar. Please forgive me!"

Xu Fengnian was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party actually knew his identity. It was beyond Xu Fengnian's expectation. He replied.

"King Qingcheng recognizes my prince?"

Wu Lingsu smiled and complimented.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so majestic and handsome that you can recognize him at a glance!"

Xu Fengnian was surprised and asked with a calm face.

"My lord wants to stay for the night, but I wonder if I have disturbed King Qingcheng Qingxiu?"

Wu Lingsu laughed and said modestly without caring.

"It is convenient for the prince to stay overnight, and it will make the humble house look more beautiful!"

Xu Fengnian said sarcastically and unkindly.

“What a magnificent humble abode!”

Wu Lingsu was not angry and laughed it off. On the contrary, Wu Shizhen behind him looked extremely ugly. He seemed to have complaints against Xu Fengnian, a bad guest, but he couldn't express it out loud because of his identity.

Wu Lingsu stretched out his hand to guide the way and said.

"Your Highness is serious. I will take Your Highness to your residence now."

The back hall of Qingyang Palace is a large piece of exquisite Jiangnan courtyard-style architecture, with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and lifelike carvings of countless clouds, dragons, jade, auspicious animals and birds.

Wu Lingsu led Xu Fengnian to a Ganoderma lucidum garden. There were four corridors in the east and west of the garden. There was a patio in the garden, and a thousand-year-old osmanthus tree beside the well was whirling.

Wu Lingsu saw His Royal Highness, the God of Plague, looking satisfied, and then he said, "I'm going to ask someone to prepare a meal."

Xu Fengnian waved her hand casually, showing no respect for the King of Qingcheng in her movements, which made Wu Shizhen's face look even more ugly.

Wu Lingsu didn't care and left with her son with a smile.

Jiang Ni asked in surprise.

"Isn't it rumored that this immortal from Qingcheng Mountain can attract thunder from the sky? Why don't you just kill this scourge Xu Fengnian!"

Seeing what Jiang Ni said was interesting, Xu Zongjia explained directly.

"This Wu Lingsu has a great reputation but low ability. He is just an abandoned disciple of Longhu Mountain. Although he is extremely talented and can draw inferences about everything, even the old Heavenly Master Longhu attaches great importance to it. Unfortunately, he has evil intentions and cannot bear the hardships. He is bent on taking advantage of others and cannot do anything. He is willing to follow the Huanghuang Avenue. Although he is exquisite in all directions, he cannot truly pass it on. He takes the dual cultivation of alchemy and cauldron as his main path. He is good at picking up yin and replenishing yang. But he has gone astray. Taoism is rare in this life, and he will never have a Taoist master in this life. Thunder power!"

Li Chungang, the old sword god, also smiled and said: "Forget it about Wu Lingsu, the king of Qingcheng. Qi Xuan's frame is still about the same, and I have some friendship with him. It's a pity that this Taoist priest has become an immortal. Otherwise, when you get to Longhu Mountain, I can compete with him in a few moves, and you can You can see thunder rolling in from the sky and purple gas coming from the east."

Xu Zongjia glanced at Li Chungang with deep meaning. He did not expose the old man's lies, but just shook his head and said nothing.

After a scrumptious meal, Xu Fengnian took the blue bird to visit the Qingyang Palace. This palace is dedicated to Li Laojun, the founder of Taoism. Naturally, there are also statues of several Leibu Tianjuns from the embryonic Shenxiao sect. The biggest treasure in the palace is " A precious woodcut with 5,000 words of the Tao Te Ching, but Xu Fengnian was not interested in this thing. Even if Wu Lingsu was willing to give it, he felt it was a burden.

Xu Zongjia was also wandering around the Qingyang Palace alone, not with Xu Fengnian. After all, he had a special status and attracted too much attention. It was difficult to visit this Taoist blessed land in peace. It was better to be alone and quiet.

After leaving Qingyang Palace, the closer we got to the cliff of Qingyang Peak, the stronger the wind blew on our face, and our sleeves were blown wildly. Xu Zongjia stood in front of the abyss and finally saw the iron cable bridge swaying in the mountain wind. The vision was misty, and Xu Zongjia didn't care at all whether it could stand still when he stepped on it.

The bridge body is only made of nine celadon bowl-sized iron chains. Excluding the four iron chains on the handrails, there are only five ground chains. It appears to be extremely narrow and steep. Each iron chain is forged from more than a thousand wrought iron. The iron rings are interlocked, and the iron chains are covered with wooden boards. The abutments are earth dragon piles and Wolong nails that fix the entire iron bridge. According to historical records of Qingcheng Mountain, the earth dragon piles weigh 20,000 kilograms. There are two pavilions at both ends of the iron bridge. , this side of Qingyang Peak is called Guanyin Pavilion, and the other side is called Tingdeng Pavilion. It is said that only when it rains in Qingcheng Mountain can you see the spectacular sight of thousands of lanterns pointing towards the sky, which is fascinating.

Suddenly Xu Zongjia looked back and saw a tall female Taoist Crown Prince chatting happily with His Royal Highness, heading towards this place step by step. On the contrary, Qingniao didn't know where he had gone.

Xu Zongjia took a closer look at the female crown. She was already middle-aged, tall and strong. She was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a white tail whisk. She looked fierce and had scars on her face. Fortunately, she wore the Qingyang Palace Shenxiao Sect. Taoist robe, otherwise Xu Zongjia would mistake her for a mountain ghost.