“Oh oh oh …”

"oh……"

With a rooster crowing, it's dawn.

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The fairy mountain is floating.

The white crane soars.

Deep in the clouds, immortals are practicing in the morning.

Sometimes there are colorful sword lights that are dazzling in the sky, and sometimes there are men and women with fluttering clothes, holding swords in the clouds.

Some are not skilled in movements and are shaking and floating; some are as graceful as geeks and quickly hide on the edge of the mountain.

Above Qingluan Peak, Banshan Pavilion.

Two Taoist priests wearing high hats are playing chess.

One person was wearing a blue robe and a goatee, and was leisurely in a grey clothes, and his face was a little furious.

A girl with pink makeup stood by the pavilion, looking about twelve or thirteen years old.

Long bright eyes and white teeth, holding a beautiful bun, tied up with an ebony hairpin, and the cloudy hair floated away.

The black and white energy in the pavilion shines together, and the murderous aura is intoxicating.

The man in gray held a white piece in his right hand, looked at the chessboard and pondered. He hesitated for a long time but couldn't let go.

Seeing this, the little girl couldn't help but shake her head secretly.

He thought to himself: "Ah, Master, this is, I'm going to lose again!

After counting my fingers, since I took my master into the game, my master has lost at least 800 games in the past few years.

Not even angry to death?”

...At this time when the man in gray was in a dilemma, the opportunity for him to cheat was coming.

Among the white clouds on the top of the mountain, a sudden burst of noisy drums sounded, and it sounded like someone was holding a concert there.

The piano, flute, gong, cymbals, zheng, sheng, pipe, and flute are very complete.

There was also annoying "bang bang bang" beating sounds mixed in the middle.

It is said that this thing is called "drums", the one with very inferior quality.

Then, he heard a duck's voice in the voice change period and sang shamelessly:

"Oh, hell, hell

Ah hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee he

…”

The singing is high and low, like a duck's chirping, with ups and downs.

The turning point was really as breathless as a spring, and when it was high, it would have shocked the white clouds in the sky.

I heard it so much that I was so angry that I was extremely nervous and didn't know what to do.

After hearing a few words, the man in gray could not bear it anymore and said angrily: "This Zhao Xiaobai has started again!"

"Junior brother, look at it."

"What kind of bullshit apprentice do you accept here! How can you play this chess all day long?"

The man in blue robe picked up the teapot, his goatee shook, and he smiled and said, "Senior Brother."

"You don't know, he's already very quiet today."

"If he cried like he usually did, howling, how could you hold on to this game of chess?"

The little girl next to her smiled, accidentally exposed her teeth, and hurriedly covered her mouth.

The man in blue robe glared at her and asked, "Ziyue, tell me, what do he yell on weekdays?"

The little girl hurriedly looked down and replied, "Master, the fifth senior brother sometimes yelled so hard that it hurts to remember it, but the disciples learned some."

The man in blue robe pointed his fingers and said, "Learn to sing a few sentences and listen."

The little girl hurriedly said, "Yes, Master."

Without thinking, she learned from her senior brother's style, and she was far-reaching in her mind, sighed to the sky and shouted loudly:

"My heart~she...fly back to his hometown again!"

The forests are rustling, the fallen leaves are flying, and the birds are scattered.

A few toads by the pond were unexpectedly expected and jumped into the water.

The man in gray was shocked.

Seeing the little girl suddenly turning into a crazy girl, she was really like the bird of the man on the mountain, and she couldn't help but talk.

With a "bang", he threw the zipper into the chess and sighed to the sky: "The ancients said that those who are close to the vermilion... no, they often walk by the river, so there is no way they don't wet their shoes. I'm really not bullying them!"

He sighed three times in a row, then changed the topic and talked about another thing that bothered him.

"The day before yesterday, someone from the Lingtian Management Office of the Houshan Mountain came to complain."

"You disciple, please invite all the monkeys, tigers, leopards and demons who are in charge of the Sakura Garden to the mountains to learn to play huqin or to promote the silence."

"I'm talking about junior brother."

"There is no calendar in the mountains, and the gods have long years."

"A person who cultivates immortals will inevitably feel lonely, so it's fine if he makes a noise."

"But the cherries in the back mountain are out of custody and are always eaten by people. This year's annual peach banquet in Zhongshan, what gifts can we take in Beishan this year?"

The man in blue robe didn't care and smiled and said, "Senior brother is thinking too much. How can he steal such a large garden?"

"Besides, didn't Xiaobai graft many grapes on the cerium tree? By that time, the grapes should be ripe, right?"

When the man in gray heard this, his face became even more bitter and his beard almost lifted up.

He couldn't help but curse, "He thought about it!

It's bitter and astringent, is that something to eat?"

A strange expression appeared on the man in the blue robe, and he snorted: "Why are you eating so much if you eat so much?"

"Besides, didn't he punish him to face the wall and think about it last year?"

"Xiaobai said that the grape varieties last year were not good, and this year I have bred a new species, a big bun."

The man in gray just took a sip of tea, and heard it, squirting out most of his "pop" and said angrily: "Is he considered a reflection on his face?"

"Didn't you see that in your thoughts, a piece of black jade was ruined by him and he engraved a randomly devilish poem?"

"Then what, the danger is hundreds of feet high, don't pick the stars. Don't dare to fart, I'm afraid I won't win."

"He is, he wants to...huh!"

The man in blue robe squinted his eyes and smiled, stretched out a finger and stretched the tea on his sleeve.

He said, "My disciple, poetry and prose are excellent, but they just like pranks."

The man in gray finally got furious and screamed: "You...you, you, you have the same master and the same disciple. You are like a snake and a rat on Qingluan Peak...hehe, a nest!"

He seemed to think that this was too cruel. He was shocked and regretted it. He couldn't help but sigh and corrected:

"Why, why don't there be a normal human here?"

After saying that, he shook his head and stood up angrily, stamped his feet a few times, instantly turning into a wisp of smoke, and rushed into the sky like a glance.

A sound like a broken gong sounded far away in the clouds.

"I, I, I...Hi..."

"I'll come back tomorrow, but I don't believe it, but I can't beat you!"

"Go tomorrow, let that guy stop howling!"

I don’t know which immortal martial arts the man in gray used. The word “howled” actually sounded in the mountains, and the echoes were heard endlessly.

The man in blue robe looked at the misty clouds in the air and shook his head slowly.

He said to the little girl: "Go, call your fifth senior brother down. As a teacher, you will have to take the exam for his homework today."

The little girl lowered her head, gave a little blessing, and said, "Yes, Master, my disciple, please follow the teacher's order."

A small banana fan in his hand shook a few times and stepped up the mountain.

The melodious silk strings on the top of the mountain were lingering, touching her heart. She couldn't help but step on this clear rhythm and wind forward.

Looking up, the peaks were cut in a thousand feet, the strange trees were beautiful, the flowers were blooming like brocade, and the clear stream flowed by the stones.

It can be seen that carved beams and jade spaces, flying eaves and paintings are painted in the mountains and rivers.

Qingluan Peak is tall and dangerous, with a mushroom-shaped appearance. It has a thin handle on the side of the mountain, supporting a large gourd melon; the strange rocks in the mountain are rugged, ancient trees are towering, and branches form paths, and they are straight up to the high cliff.
To be continued...