Above the fairy mountain, clouds and cranes fly, and strange beasts roar together.

The plain on the top of the mountain is not the highest point of Kunlun Mountain. It can only be said to be the starting point of the top of Kunlun Mountain. It is truly along a straight path, stepping through thousands of steps, clearing away the clouds and mist, passing through the flower paths and grasses, and passing through the clouds and waterfalls hanging out of thin air, to reach the highest point of Kunlun Mountain—

Standing on the top of the hill behind the plains, the Yunmeng Fairy Top.

This is a complex of classical palaces and lofts. In the center is a wooden palace, which is grand and not luxurious, elegant but not shabby.

This is also a place that the teachings of the outer hall have never reached.

Anyang couldn't help but think, if such an architectural style is set on fire, wouldn't it be possible to burn it to the end?

The Kunlun disciples who were responsible for guiding the way took everyone to the main hall of the palace and called everyone to sit on both sides of the main hall. The low tables had already put fruits and wine.

Soon, more than twenty Yousan Taoist and monsters sat on both sides of the right corner. Around them were a group of Kunlun disciples wearing moon-white Taoist robes, responsible for maintaining order, which was equivalent to a ritual team. They looked particularly solemn, at least much solemn than the teachings of the outer hall that even a ruler in Kunlun Mountain could not see.

No one was talking around.

Xiaochan was a little restrained. The atmosphere here made her scared. This seriousness and silence were even more frightening than the chaotic atmosphere in the outer hall. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious and looked around. It was not until she saw her calm face. The rabbit spirit was not much better. Although she had a little curiosity in her eyes, she had never seen the world after all, and was more of a panic. If so many people had not watched her, she would have shrunk behind Anyang to seek a sense of security.

Even Huang Lan, who has a strong and fierce personality, was a little nervous at this time.

This is the top orthodox holy place for practicing Taoism on the top of Kunlun Mountain. I don’t know how many masters and decent seniors are hidden. Not to mention her, even if the evil demon kings are here, I am afraid that they will not dare to be arrogant under the eyes of these masters of practicing Taoism.

This feeling is a bit like a small civil servant being suddenly summoned by a banished official, and speculation and tension are indispensable.

However, Anyang didn't feel anything. He was a superior, but he didn't often show his majesty, and he was not scared by this little situation. At this time, he slowly looked around. The head of Kunlun had not arrived yet. He was bored. He suddenly stopped at the table, moved his heart, picked up a grape with his hands, peeled it and put it into his mouth, and felt it melted in his mouth, and the juice was rich.

good!

He smashed his mouth, and his eyes turned, and he picked up a crystal-like pear, as big as an ordinary pear, crystal clear and with a few water droplets on it, which were obviously washed. It did not have the rich fragrance of the fairy fruit described in the book, but the fragrance lingered in the fruit itself was already very attractive, making him unable to help but take a bite.

move!

When I came to this world, I had no supermarkets and fruit markets, and I mostly traveled through the wilderness. God knows how long it took for him to have eaten fruit.

Perhaps because of the high altitude and sufficient light, the pear is like grapes, with high moisture and high sweetness, and can be used as a tribute in the mundane world.

Crystal pear, this is the real crystal pear!

Under the strange eyes of Xiaochan and Huang Lan, in the dull expression of the rabbit spirit, he took another bite and savored it carefully.

Anyone who has eaten the pear knows that if the pear is very watery, the sound of biting it will be very loud. At this time, the main hall, which is so quiet that the needle can be heard, will appear even more clearly. It will naturally attract the attention of many Taoist Taoists and monsters. Even the Kunlun disciples beside him will look here.

The rabbit spirit didn't know why, but he just felt that his face was a little red and it felt strange.

Just like these people are watching her.

But this was also a matter of a moment. Seeing that it was Anyang, Taoist Yousan and the monster who had seen the battle with Ji Mingzi that day retracted their gazes. The Kunlun disciples were also very skilled and stopped looking after just looking at them.

The rabbit spirit felt a little better then and continued to blink and look at Anyang eating, his eyes almost narrowed into a line.

It caused a thousand waves. Seeing that he was eating so casually, everyone couldn't help swallowing, and picked up a fruit to eat. The main hall was filled with a slight swallowing sound.

After eating a pear, the pear core was still on the table. There was a slight sound of footsteps in front of him, and more than one person was allowed to go.

Many Kunlun disciples immediately straightened their backs.

"Welcome to the head and the elders."

A group of Taoists in Yousan were panicked and quickly put the unfinished fruits in their hands on the table and made a serious expression.

Coming towards him was a middle-aged man with a fairy-like and ethereal temperament. He looked about forty years. Of course, no one knew how old he was, but he thought it wouldn't be too old. It was impossible to die a few hundred years old. The real immortality in Kunlun Mountain is the old Taoist who teaches Anyang's heavenly principles, who is over two hundred years old.

Behind him are four middle-aged men, who seem to be older than him. I don’t know if it’s because of how old they are really older or that their cultivation is not as good as others.

Yan Li also appeared afterwards. He saw Anyang who was calm at first sight, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly.

Anyang also nodded to him, as if he had been back. After all, not to mention his companions for the past twenty days, Yan Li came to pick him up this morning, and he did not care about his Rabbit Spirit and Xiaochan. You must know that the rest of the Taoist and monsters who did not work in the south were all turned away, which was considered to have given him enough face.

The head of Kunlun and four elders sat at the top, with their expressions very peaceful, without majesty or awesomeness. Instead, they spoke polite words in a friendly manner.

"My fellow Taoists, I'm going south to express my gratitude here. I'm here to express my gratitude. There are some fruits and wine on the table. Please enjoy it without any politeness. This journey is two thousand miles back and forth, with many dangers and dangers. Eight of the twelve disciples sent by Kunlun came back, and some fellow Taoists were unfortunately harmed by evil demons. This is the guilt in my heart. Thanks to all fellow Taoists, otherwise if this evil demon develops quietly, the world will be in chaos..."

A series of boring speeches are like the school leader while studying.

However, the Xianji Qiwu later looked much more beautiful and had a classical and graceful atmosphere.

Half an hour later, it finally came to the point.

"In order to thank you for your help to the people of Kunlun and the world, in addition to this vegetarian drink, Kunlun has also prepared a few volumes of scriptures for everyone. The gifts are light, please accept them with a smile."

Anyang suddenly felt energetic.

The gifts from Kunlun Mountain are just in line with everyone's wishes. For this group of Taoist Taoists and monsters with a solid foundation, Taoist scriptures are undoubtedly the things they need most, and this is also expected by everyone. Throughout history, whether it is Buddha or Tao, whether it is Buddha or Tao, it is a beautiful story for those who practice Taoism to exchange and give scriptures, which is much higher than that of money and precious things given by people in the secular world.

Soon, several disciples carrying ancient books in sandalwood came forward, and each of them sent a copy before they respectfully retreated. Even Xiaochan and the rabbit spirit had their share.

Anyang looked down and saw it. It was an ancient book called "Sutra of Search for Taoism". It looked new and emitted a faint fragrance of ink, which was obviously just copied.

He glanced at the rabbit spirit beside him and on the table of Xiaochan. Xiaochan looked even more simple and heavy, called "The Origin of Spells". The rabbit spirit is also new, and the four big words "Talk about the Heavenly Way" written on it can guess the function based on the name.

"This seems to be much more practical than this Sutra of Seeking the Way."

Anyang raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the other people's table, and immediately understood.

Everyone's ancient books are the same "Sutra for the Seeking of Tao", but only the difference between rabbit spirit and Xiaochan. According to the merits, rabbit spirit and Xiaochan should not be rewarded at all, so that's very simple.

These two different books were for him, but they changed their methods and looked very fair to everyone.

"Curvey."

Anyang recited the sentence silently in his heart, and sat in his seat and stopped talking.

Xiaochan has always been smart, so she naturally knew that she could not get this ancient book. She also knew how to do things very well. Although she was reluctant to leave, she still obediently handed the book to Anyang, just as she consciously took on the responsibility of washing clothes and cooking to repay Anyang's protection for her, just like when she was picked up by an old man and she would consciously wash dishes after dinner.

The rabbit spirit was still curiously flipping through the book to play. When she saw her movement, she was stunned for a moment and threw the book in her hand to Anyang.

Xiaochan reluctantly withdrew her gaze, glanced at her side and side a few times, saw the books in the hands of others, a trace of doubt rose in her eyes, and she quickly figured out the reason, and the only trace of reluctance just now disappeared.

After about half an hour, the already dissatisfaction banquet finally ended. After getting what he wanted, the Taoist Taoists left happily.

Anyang did not move. Yan Li was walking towards him in the corner of his eyes.

"Your Excellency, Master is invited." Yan Li stopped in front of him, bowed and bowed, paused, and said, "As for your companions, you can follow Junior Brother Yue Ming to the side hall to wait."

Anyang nodded, got up and wanted to leave, but stopped again, turned to look at Huang Lan: "Help me take care of them."

Huang Lan nodded: "Don't worry!"

Anyang turned to Xiaochan again: "Look at Rabbit, follow Huang Lan, if you have something to do, you know how to contact me."

Xiaochan turned her head, looked at Huang Lan timidly, glanced at the rabbit spirit again, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, making a soft and soft voice: "Yes."

Anyang finally looked at the rabbit spirit and whispered: "Remember to follow Xiaochan, don't get lost. I'll come to you later."

The rabbit spirit looked at him very seriously, as if he was looking at whether he was lying. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and nodded slowly.

Anyang then felt relieved and followed Yan Li to a fragrant and elegant room. The head of Kunlun and several old Taoists were waiting for him in the room, while the elders were no longer there. I think they were not qualified to participate in this meeting.

But what he never expected was that the head of Kunlun gave a big gift as soon as he saw him.

"My younger generation Tianchi is the current leader of Kunlun and has met the immortal master."
Chapter completed!