Liang Siji noticed the awkward atmosphere here and came over to ask.

When he heard that Sanji asked about Purple Catalpa, he twisted his beard and smiled. It seemed that there were elders who knew more about this isolated island.

"Calpa wood is indeed rare here, but it is not completely extinct.

It seems that I have seen a few tiger trees over there.

But whether the quality can reach the level of catalpa, no one here has verified it.

That kind of wood is extremely hard. We only have some copper swords left by the elders here, and every family hides them as treasures handed down from generation to generation.

No one is willing to take it out and cut down the hardwood.”

The so-called tiger refers to the tallest volcano on the island.

No matter where you are on the island, you will see tigers when you look up.

The Chinese people regard the sky as the greatest place and worship mountains.

Since Tamluo is a descendant of Guxia Miao, it is only natural that he regards the tiger as a sacred figure.

Sanji was overjoyed when he heard this and said that he would go and select the materials after the banquet.

Liang Siji advised, "It's already getting so late. Would you like to take a day off and go back tomorrow?"

However, Sanji insisted on checking as soon as possible so that he could be confident.

Liang Siji no longer tried to persuade him, so he appointed three or five juniors to serve as Sanji's guides.

In fact, both Luffy, Zoro and Qingyun Cuiyu have the same thoughts as Sanji.

After the meal, the guests and hosts chatted casually for a few words. Liang Siji saw that everyone was distracted, so he dropped the topic and called the juniors to lead people into the mountain.

It was night, the moon was like a hook, and the stars were bright.

Yin and Han divide the sky, like a waterfall pouring down,

In the starry field, a towering mountain rises straight into the sky.

There is a gap on the top of the mountain, like five fingers bent together, holding a silver man and trying to take it.

Cui Yu looked up to the sky and sighed,

“The scenery on the island is so wonderful that it makes people feel like they are in Sichuan.

This mountain in particular is the most imposing.

In the Baili plain, there is a unique mountain, which has the potential to win silver.

You deserve the mountain of Halla."

Sanji also nodded,

"Although I have never made a pilgrimage to Dabai.

But south of Mazi, I have walked through many mountains and rivers, but I have never seen anything comparable to the mountains in front of me.

Both Penglai and Abbot are dwarfed by this mountain."

When Cui Yu heard the name of the Taoist Fairy Mountain, he couldn't help but be curious.

"Penglai, abbot? Are there really these two mountains?"

Sanji nodded and said,

“The waterway between Qingzhou and Pyongyang is quite famous among monks.

There is a branch of Baishan Mountain, which runs through the bright land of Korea and Japan.

Among them, the two highest peaks are called Penglai and Abbot.

It is rich in ginseng, sesame, and matsutake mushrooms and is known as the Fairy Mountain.

From Qingzhou to here, you need to cross the Bohai Sea.

Therefore, the Taoist Sutra says that the abbot of Penglai is in the Bohai Sea.

It's just that in recent years, Buddhism has been promoted in the Central Plains, and occasionally traveling monks have been surprised.

They didn't like the Taoist tune, so they called Penglai King Kong and Abbot Zhiyi.

Together with Yingzhou in the sea, it is known as the Three Sacred Mountains of Korea."

"Eh?", the young man surnamed Gao who had been chatting with Sanji during the dinner exclaimed,

"Yingzhou? I heard from Liang Yina that a Taoist priest once landed on this island more than ten years ago.

He was very excited at that time and identified the tiger as Yingzhou.

It is said that there are poems written by him on the rock wall of Tiger Mountain."

Are there really three mountains outside Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou and Bohai?

The tiger is approaching, its majestic power blocks out the sun and the sky.

In a high place where good materials are abundant, a group of people climbed the mountain at starry night. It didn't take long before they saw the cliff inscription mentioned by the young man named Gao:

I'm crazy and I'm crazy,

Lingbo crosses the sea and reaches the fairy mountain.

Three exotic herbs extend Yang and longevity,

Use your life to steal the sky for eight hundred years!

The end of the twelve spring and Autumn period is approaching,

Good or bad luck is determined by nature.

One day I will ride on the wind,

Muzi ascends to the top of the Forbidden City.

"What a spirit!" Qingyun secretly praised in his heart. When he looked at the signature carefully, his eyes almost popped out of surprise!

Li Xuandu!

Elder Immortal Li has actually been here?

When he was in Songshan that day, he heard the Little Dragon King tell the story of Immortal Li, saying that no one knew his age, and it was said that his longevity was eight hundred years longer than that of Peng Zu.

But since the mystery of the "immortality" of eight hundred bhikkhunis was solved, he no longer believed in the so-called legend of eight hundred years of life, and could even be said to sneer at it.

Isn't it just passed down through diaries? What's the point...

But Li Xuandu is different from Nawani after all. Even Mr. Huayang respects him very much.

Mr. Hua Yang is well versed in Tao Xuan. Although he studies fortune telling, he also respects the study of things to gain knowledge.

If he sees through what kind of trick he is playing, no matter your seniority, he will not show any mercy to you.

Qingyun remembered that Mr. Huayang once said that he did not know how many years Old Immortal Li lived, but it must have been a long, long time, and his seniority was much higher than that of his teacher Lu Jingxiu.

Even Mr. Chong Er said that he had known Li Xuandu since he was a child.

Now let’s look at this sentence “Borrowing one’s life to steal the sky for eight hundred years”…

"Maybe it's an exaggeration." Qingyun could only convince himself.

After all, he was too influenced by Zu Xunzhi, which was a dead dogma that even the master did not believe when it came to metaphysics.

But Cui Yu's reaction was very different from his.

Most of the Central Plains nobles were Taoists, and in Cui Wenruo's eyes, Li Xuandu was definitely a true immortal with extraordinary means.

Not only did he use the power of Immortal Li to the foreign friends who were confused, he also analyzed the metaphors in the poem.

"Muzi is at the top of the Forbidden City..."

Muzi, wait a minute, could it be Li?

Can the Li family conquer the world in the future?"

Cui Yu murmured at this time, and a seed was planted in his heart.

If the Cui family wants to live a long life in the future, they must identify the dragon vein of the Li family.

Although no family can truly prosper forever, if you can take one more step forward, you can at least delay your prosperity.

Although the Cui family was famous for a while in the Northern Wei Dynasty, it was Cui Hao who succeeded and Cui Hao who failed, and was eventually tabooed by the King of Wei.

However, Cui Yu thought at this moment that he would later refer to it as an oral family tradition, but he helped the two Cui families of Qinghe and Boling to become top families in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, with five surnames and seven sects, and they were equal to the emperor.

However, the excitement continued, and the discussion continued, but the people's steps up the mountain did not stop at all.

Gradually reaching the steep and dense forest, Sanji finally slowed down his pace and called on everyone to carefully identify the surrounding trees.

Among those who have some knowledge about selecting materials, besides Sanji and Zoro, Cui Yu is also one.

The Cui family in Qinghe has a very strict upbringing, and all of their children are well versed in modern times and ancient times.

Although Cui Yu didn't dare to say how proficient he was in distinguishing between stone and wood, and looking at Qi, he was definitely good at it.

Relatively speaking, this section touches on Qingyun’s blind spot.
To be continued...