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The Zilan Mountains are located in the southeastern part of South Korea, stretching for thousands of miles and full of spiritual energy.

There is a Lingshan Mountain deep in the mountains, named Taihua. This Lingshan Mountain is full of exotic flowers and plants, and you can see spirit animals and animals from time to time. Taihua Mountain is the residence of the Song family.

There has always been a legend of immortals circulating in the local area. Some daring outsiders once teamed up to go into the mountains to look for immortals, but they were stopped by a thick white fog every time. Come and find yourself on the outskirts of the Zilan Mountains.

Since then, people from outside the country have not dared to rush in. During the festivals, a large number of people will go to the periphery of the Zilan Mountains to worship and pray for good weather. It is not a festival, but the Zilan Mountains are still very deserted and rarely visited.

On this day, twelve turquoise horses rushed from a distance and quickly rushed into the Zilan Mountains.

The cyan horse has some cyan scales on its body. Twelve young men and women, the man is wearing a long gown, the woman is wearing a long skirt, and a cyan lotus flower is embroidered on the left chest. It is Wang Ruyan and his party.

At this point, they had left Wangjiabao for more than three months.

Under Wang Qingyuan's suggestion, the Wang family uniformed their clothes, which is a sign of identity.

Not long after the group entered the Zilan Mountains, more than a dozen huge white cranes flew from a distance, each with a cultivator on the back of the white giant crane, led by a simple and honest middle-aged man. Build three floors.

"Fellow Daoists, in front of us is the residence of our Song family in Taihua Mountain. Idle people and others are not allowed to approach."

The middle-aged man landed in front of Wang Ruyan's group and said seriously.

"The concubine's body is Wang Ruyan from Qinglian Mountain of Wei State, representing the Wang family, and came here to congratulate Senior Song on his birthday. This is an invitation."

Wang Ruyan and others hurriedly stopped their horses. She took out the invitation and threw it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man checked the invitation card carefully, and after confirming it was correct, he returned the invitation card to Wang Ruyan, and said politely, "It turned out to be Mrs. Wang, who is in Song Qingxian. During this time, there are too many guests who came to celebrate the birthday. , I also ask Madam Wang to forgive me."

"Fellow Daoist Song is very polite. Our Wang family is only a small clan. If there is any offense, I hope fellow Daoist Song will not care about it."

Wang Ruyan smiled slightly and said politely.

"The daoists who came to celebrate the birthday of the fifth uncle are all guests of our Song family, Mrs. Wang, come with me."

Song Qingxian put away the white giant crane and released a one-horned spirit horse that was as white as jade.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ruyan and the others hurriedly whipped up their horses and followed.

After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a dense forest, most of which was covered by a thick white fog.

Song Qingxian took out a white square token with some flower and grass patterns on the surface, and swayed towards the dense forest ahead, a white light flew out from it, and disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.

The thick white fog in the dense forest rolled violently, and it didn't take long to disperse, revealing a wide passage.

"Mrs. Wang, follow me closely and don't rush in. If you touch the formation, it will be a lot of trouble."

Song Qingxian gave an exhortation, and the whip slapped the Lingma under him. Under the pain, the Lingma quickly ran forward.

The twelve Wang Ruyan followed closely behind Song Qingxian so as not to trigger the ban.

Passing through the dense forest, there is a valley where birds and flowers are fragrant, and a group of spirit butterflies dance in the valley.

On both sides of the valley are a large piece of blue spiritual flowers, the buds are crescent-shaped, and the air is filled with a strong fragrance of flowers.

After passing through the valley, a spiritual mountain with a height of five to six hundred meters appeared in front of Wang Ruyan's twelve people.

Lingshan has dense vegetation, and the buildings extend from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. You can see a lot of people walking around.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge stone tablet more than ten feet high, with three golden characters "Taihua Mountain" engraved on it.

"Mrs. Wang, this is Mount Taihua, where our Song family resides."

Song Qingxian introduced enthusiastically, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"That's right, full of spiritual energy."

Wang Ruyan praised politely.

Song Qingxian put away the spirit horse and took Wang Ruyan and others up the mountain.

The entire Taihua Mountain is like a huge castle. There are a large number of immortal practitioners. The spacious and tidy streets are crowded with people. The restaurants, inns, medicine stores, and weapons stores should have them.

After a cup of tea, Song Qingxian stopped outside a small courtyard, pointed to the courtyard, and said, "Mrs Wang, you should stay here! It's not yet the fifth uncle's birthday, but there are many guests who come to celebrate his birthday. , you can move freely, but you can't go to the top of the mountain, which is the core of our Song family."

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist Song."

Song Qingxian said some points to pay attention to, then turned and left.

There is a four-story cyan attic in the courtyard, with five or six rooms on each floor.

"This is the Song family, not our Qinglian Mountain. You are not allowed to make trouble. You can work in groups of two, and you can move freely. Remember, we represent the Qinglian Mountain royal family, and you are not allowed to smear the family."

Wang Ruyan's face was stern.

"Yes, Acting Patriarch."

Wang Qingshan and others agreed in unison.

Wang Qingshan is a foundation-building cultivator, acting alone.

After leaving the yard, he wandered along the street.

The goods in the shop are complete in variety and of good quality, but there is nothing that impresses him.

Wang Qingshan has been to the two major cities in Wei State, Qingyuefang City and Bailong Valley. It is true that the Song family is a clan of cultivators, but there is still a certain gap between them and the sect of cultivators.

"Blue jade spirit rice, golden wind spirit rice, snow mulberry beans, white jade lotus root, spirit valley spirit vegetables are all available, don't miss it when you pass by."

A shop assistant shouted loudly at the door of the shop.

Wang Qingshan's expression changed and he walked in~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Senior, what do you want to buy? Would you like to introduce it to you in a small way, these are the things that our Song family produces and sells. "

The shop assistant said enthusiastically.

"Is there a better Linggu? It's better to be a special product of your Song family. I want to buy some and give them away."

Wang Qingshan glanced at the goods in the store and said lightly.

The shopkeeper greeted him in person, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, Ziyue Lingmi, once cooked in thirty years, ten Lingshi per pound, it is also good for foundation-building cultivators to eat a lot, and it is also good for monks to take it during the Qi-refining period. , It is quite beneficial for cultivation, this is a rice cake made with Ziyueling rice, seniors can taste it."

He took out a piece of purple rice cake from a porcelain jar, it was crystal clear, with a burst of floral fragrance, and handed it to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan was not polite and took a small bite.

The shopkeeper immediately weighed 10 catties of Ziyue Ling rice, and bumped it into a white rice bag.

"Yes, I want ten pounds. The shopkeeper, where do the guests who come to celebrate their birthday like to go most, do you know?"

Wang Qingshan paid the Lingshi, took the rice bag from the shopkeeper, and asked casually.

"I know, one is Sanyuanju, there is a tea house, turn right 300 steps out of the door, then turn left and walk 30 steps to get there; the second is the martial arts field, where most of the outsiders set up stalls and trade, if you are lucky, you can still I saw the immortal cultivators competing! Turn right when you go out of the martial arts field, and go straight to the place."

Wang Qingshan thanked him and went straight to the martial arts field.

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