Huang Donglai sighed regretfully and said, "That is the Golden Peak Hall where only the Lord of Lotus Peak and the Guest Master can enter. I dare not go there."

She pulled Chen Qingniu and threw the guy who had stepped on the big shit to the top of the mountain of the Golden Pin Palace. Chen Qingniu fell to the ground with a dog's dog eating shit, and the girl's uncle laughed and left.

The golden lotus petals are crystal clear, like a dream. Chen Qingniu stood on the top of the mountain, looking up at the bottom of the jade building, with mixed feelings.

The eight Lotus Sect leaders who walked up the top of the mountain and ten elders arrived one after another. They looked different, either withered and cold, or had a swaying fairy wind, and were rarely as kind as white lotus Yan Ci.

The one who is incompatible with these big magic immortals is the two young women with eyes circulating at the end. They are not as beautiful as the world, but they are superior to the world. Although they are twin sisters, the temperament on their faces is charming and elegant, and they all look at the young Chen Qingniu with big eyes.

These sisters are all in their age. However, after Chen Qingniu met Mrs. Fan, who had seen a beautiful woman but had been in the past century, she dared not judge people by appearance. Just like in the Bailian Sect, they seemed to be sisters, and at most aunts. They might be his grandmothers in their real age, and at least they were women of Chen Qingniu's mother's generation. Chen Qingniu took a lot of time to get used to it. When she called the fairy sister, she was not so numb, and she was naturally natural, with her eyes so sincere that she could no longer come from the heart.

Chen Qingniu thought that the guest of Lotus Peak had decided to have a big battle, and it was just enough to have a satisfying experience. Unexpectedly, the sect leader and the elders just gathered together, each with sharp eyes, and looked Chen Qingniu through a clear look. Then, Chen Qingniu's master Bai Lian Yan Ci said a series of obscure words and dispersed one after another.

Finally, an old woman with a high status was left behind, leaning on a crutch, squinting her eyes, and drowsy. Behind her were the twin sisters who were as beautiful as flowers and Yan Ci, who had taken a few steps forward, bowed to Chen Qingniu, which scared Chen Qingniu so much that her legs almost trembled. After Yan Ci bowed symbolically, she smiled and said, "Guest, I hope I can go to Bailian more if I have time in the future."

After saying that, Yan Ci turned around and left without any hesitation, and walked down the top of the mountain.

The elder did not bow, but said bluntly: "Guest, these two lotus slaves are specially prepared for you. They will explain all the rules on the golden top for you. Forgive the old woman to talk too much, don't be proud of it. The Lotus Peak is high, and if you fall down, it will be heavy."

The old woman leaning on a dragon-headed crutch also walked slowly down to the top of the peak.

"Lotus slave Pei Qinghu greeted the guest."

"Lotus slave Pei Qingyang greets guests."

The two women learned from the mortal world that gave Chen Qingniu a blessing, and spoke in unison, which was crisp and pleasant.

Chen Qingniu was at a loss. Fortunately, he was not scared by the leader of the Eight Vein Sect and the ten elders before. Now he is not suppressed by two "yellow-haired girls". Chen Qingniu grew up in a place like Liulifang with extremely yin energy. He may feel a little ashamed of the literati who is so polite. He is afraid of the powerful family with the power of life and death, but he is not afraid of women. How about Empress Xiao Xue? He is still hugged and kissed by him. How about Mrs. Fan? He is still secretly shook his hands and took advantage of it.

Chen Qingniu calmed down his mind, searched in his mind several of the rich and noble children who were more promising in Liulifang, and said slowly: "Forgive."

"Xie Keqing."

The two women spoke at the same time, with the same tone, and the extraordinary beauty carved from that mold really had an indescribable charm.

Chen Qingniu pretended to ask, "What should we do next?"

The two women said in a synchronous voice: "First go to the Lotus Palace, meet the leaders of the Lotus Peak, and finally go to the thirty-sixth-grade lotus throne to understand the ancestors' minds and inherit the Immortal Vein of the Lotus Peak."

Chen Qingniu nodded.

After a while, I saw that the two girls were not moving, but just looked at him secretly.

Chen Qingniu had a very thick skin, and at this time he turned red and hesitated: "This, I can't control the sword, nor do I understand the feather spirit, so I can't go to the Lotus Palace."

There was a light lotus red mark on the eyebrows. The green tiger with a slightly cold temperament obviously had a cold look, but the green sheep beside him was much more lively, giggling playfully, moving the lotus steps lightly, holding Chen Qingniu, floating up like a cloud and fog, flying towards the Lotus Palace, which was as bright as a fairyland.

The Lotus Palace has three halls, four pavilions and one pool, three halls, Baohua Hall, Miaolian Hall, and Yuhua Hall, which are arranged in a straight line in the central axis.

Four pavilions are Fengming Pavilion, Guanchao Pavilion, Zhenguo Pavilion, and Zhaixing Pavilion, and are arranged in four corners.

The lotus pond is located in the northeast corner.

Two lotus slaves led Chen Qingniu to Fengming Pavilion in Zhengdong. There are portraits of the masters of the Lotus Peak for future generations to admire.

Fengming Pavilion is divided into three floors, meaning three vehicles on the upper, middle and lower roads. According to the contributions made by the peak owner, it is placed on the corresponding floor. Qingyang explained on the road that there is no portrait of the peak owner on the top floor of Fengming Pavilion. There are two on the second floor and four on the first floor.

Entering the first floor of Fengming Pavilion with misty misty smoke.

Chen Qingniu was shocked.

Four transparent and ethereal beautiful women stood in front of them, either cross-legged into a state of meditation, standing with their hands behind their backs, holding swords, and a back.

Qingyang seemed not surprised at all about Chen Qingniu's shock, and covered his mouth and smiled: "This is all a wisp of qi left by the peak masters during their lifetime. It is a matter of saying that they are living people."

Chen Qingniu breathed a sigh of relief.

The Lotus Nu Qinghu, who was standing aside, showed contempt.

Qingyang tells the life of each peak master, all of which are outstanding and invincible to the entire Nanzhan Continent. However, when it comes to the last figure, the back seems to be difficult to speak, racking her brains to consider the words. Before she can finish the brewing, Qinghu, who has been silent, said: "This is the peak master who is surrounded by Longhu Mountain on the Demon-Subduing Platform, Nalan Changsheng."

Chen Qingniu didn't dare to make a comment on this and said dryly: "Go upstairs."

The two peak masters on the second floor have great achievements, one ascended by an elephant, and one who has never been an ancient sword-riding world. The former is the first peak master of Lianhua Peak, and the latter is the most powerful man in her era. She is truly the top. Even the host of Tianlong Temple and the chief sect of Longhu Mountain will be suppressed by her, and they are almost the best monk in the world. When she ascended by the sword, Tu Jiang Fengtu, a contemporary of her military ancestor, all said, "I am lonely and invincible from now on." The lotus slave Qinghu was rebellious at first glance. When he saw this peak master who was in charge of swords, he also looked respectful and extremely pious, and even knelt down and kowtowed three times.

When Qinghu knelt down and kowtowed, Qingyang whispered: "My sister is one of the best sword sects on Lianhua Peak, no worse than the Northern Tang princess. Of course, there is still a gap in sword trajectory."

"Silence. No talks are allowed in Fengming Pavilion."

Qinghu stood up and glared at his sister Qingyang.

Qingyang spitted out his tongue and made a face at Chen Qingniu.

“Go upstairs.”

Chen Qingniu said softly.

Qingyang said in surprise: "There is no portrait upstairs."

Chen Qingniu went straight up the stairs.

The third floor is empty.

Chen Qingniu stood on the top floor of the attic and looked into the distance.

The only building that can be alongside Fengming Pavilion in the Lotus Palace is Zhaixing Pavilion in the north.

After going downstairs, the two sisters, Lotus Slave, took Chen Qingniu to visit the Three Halls, Baohua Hall storage, the Peak Master's relics, and some treasures collected from the nine continents and the four seas, totaling thirteen items. Unfortunately, they are all dead-minded objects that cannot be used if they recognize their masters. For Chen Qingniu, it is like a pile of scrap copper and iron. At least for the time being, this is true. Moreover, the more spiritual a magic weapon is, the more arrogant Chen Qingniu looks, as if he is an arrogant and charming country. He is definitely unwilling to serve a husband with other women. Generally speaking, he is not willing to recognize his master to a monk who already has excellent spiritual weapons. In history, there are very few cases where two or three excellent immortal weapons recognize one person at the same time.

As for more than three items, it is even more rare. The dragon and elephant masters of the six true ranks can basically stand out from all the heroes by relying on one immortal weapon. However, they are masters in the demon system. They act erratic and disdain others' vision. Some top-notch monks can do evil destruction and damage most of the spiritual consciousness of the immortal weapon. At the same time, they have two or three top-grade magic weapons. The power is inevitably greatly reduced, but just like the secular world, many people always take advantage of the fight, so when it comes to single-handed battles, they are very domineering and arrogant.

In this world, there is also a six-character person in the true throne who can make two immortal weapons recognize their masters within a sequel. Yuan Chunfeng, the little Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, is said to be a lucky person in the exiled immortal style, so he was able to achieve such terrible luck.

Miaolian Palace is the forbidden place for the peak master to comprehend the great way. The Qinghu and Qingyang sisters are not allowed to enter, but they just took the most miserable guest in the history of the Lotus Peak to wander around outside the hall.

The Yuhua Palace has a particularly large and dense fortune, with purple air lingering all year round. It is specially provided to the elites who are expected to ascend to the Lotus Peak. It has been abandoned for hundreds of years. The Martial Prince of Banana and Sword Embryo Huangdong came to the east, and it was possible to practice this way for a hundred years later.

The Chao Pavilion in the south is the resting place for the Lotus slaves. Qingyang didn’t mind taking Chen Qingniu to visit, but his sister Qinghu had to give up when she looked like she was killing people.

The Zhaixing Pavilion in the north is 81st floor, and you will reach the top once you enter. Qinghu is reluctant to waste a little more time on Chen Qingniu, so he saves it.

Zhengxi Zhenguo Pavilion is Chen Qingniu's residence, with three floors of high school, a wide range of scriptures, guqins, and swords. In Qinghu's eyes, it was obviously destined to be ruined by this shining earth bun.

Finally arrived at the lotus pond.

The pool water is quiet and cold.

Thirty-six lotus flowers gradually rose one by one, without roots or leaves, floating empty in the air, most of which were in bud, and only a few bloomed.

There is a lotus platform in the center of the pool.

Qingyang smiled and pointed at the lotus in the sky, and said, "Come, have you seen it? That is the treasure of Lotus Peak's gate. The thirty-sixth-grade lotus, the more abundant the immortal vein of the Lotus Peak, the more numerous the blooming flowers are. At its peak, thirty-one flowers were blooming, but unfortunately there are only nine flowers now."

At this time, Qinghu snorted coldly.

Qingyang whispered charmingly in Chen Qingniu's ears: "If you want your sister to laugh, there is only one way, that is, you have to let Baolian bloom a few more flowers."

Chen Qingniu smiled bitterly in his heart. If we were driven to the ducks, we would burn the fragrance if we could save our lives. We really couldn't care whether the fortune of this Lotus Peak was withered or strong. If the lotus flowers did not all wither, Chen Qingniu felt lucky.

"sister!"

Qingyang suddenly exclaimed.

"Silence."

Qinghu instinctively scolded this sister who had a close relationship with her since she was born.

"Sister, look, look! A lotus flower blooms!"

Qingyang jumped and jumped up because of his joy, pointing his fingers into the air.

Chen Qingniu and Qinghu looked up at the same time.

I saw a treasure lotus slowly spread open, blooming, and its light was intoxicating.

"One more!"

Qingyang shouted again, her little face blushing and her voice was even louder. She was too lazy to care whether her sister had a catchphrase and silence.

Qinghu was stunned and looked at the second treasure lotus that had been closed to blooming, with a dazed look.

That year, the master of Ren Peak was trapped in Longhu Mountain, and the Lotus Peak Baolian closed six flowers overnight.

The Lotus Peak welcomed the banana and the sword embryo Huangdong respectively, and only three treasure lotus bloomed.

Qingyang clapped his hands and smiled, "There are still there!"

The third flower is on the stage.

Qinghu changed from surprise to ecstasy, and completely forgot that there was an unpleasant and weak guest around him.

Qingyang exclaimed, scratched his head and said, "Is there anything else?"

The fourth lotus bud is unfolding.

On the lotus pond, the ethereal energy luck instantly became a little stronger.

A string of lotus leaves grow out of thin air on the water surface of the lotus pond, forming a path leading to the center of the lotus seat.

Chen Qingniu hesitated for a moment, and funnyly stretched out his feet to test the hardness. It was very good, but it seemed weak, but it was enough to support his weight. After stepping on it, he walked towards the rosette step by step.

Taking the first step, the fifth most blooming purple lotus came above my head.

After Chen Qingniu took three steps, the sixth flower was the one.
To be continued...