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The flat land on the top of the mountain is not the highest place of Kunlun Mountain, it can only be said to be the starting point of the top of Kunlun Mountain, really go up along a straight path, step through thousands of steps, remove the clouds and mist, pass through the flower path and grass, and walk through the upside-down Yunhai Waterfall out of thin air, is to reach the highest point of Kunlun Mountain.

Standing on the top of the hill behind the flat ground on the top of the mountain, the top of Yunmeng Immortal.

It is a complex of classical palaces and attics, and in the center is a wooden palace, which is magnificent but not luxurious, elegant but not shabby.

This is also a place where the outer hall has never reached the teachings.

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

The Kunlun disciple who was in charge of leading the way led everyone to the main hall of the palace, beckoning everyone to sit on both sides of the main hall, and melons, fruits and drinks had already been placed on the low table.

Not long after, there were more than 20 wandering Taoists and monsters sitting on both sides of the punctuality, surrounded by a group of Kunlun disciples wearing moon-white Taoist robes, responsible for maintaining order, which was also equivalent to the ceremonial team, and looked extraordinarily solemn, at least much more solemn than the outer hall preaching that even a person in charge of Kunlun Mountain could not see.

There was no one around.

Xiaochan was a little restrained, the atmosphere here scared her, this seriousness and silence were more terrifying than the chaotic various breaths in the outer hall, she couldn't help but be a little restless, looking left and right, until she saw a calm face An Yang did not settle down a little. The rabbit spirit is not much better, although she has a little curiosity in her eyes, but after all, she has never seen the world, and is more of a panic at a loss, if it weren't for so many people watching, she must 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 of Kunlun Mountain, where the orthodox monastic holy land is among the best in the world, and I don't know how many cultivators and decent predecessors are hidden. Don't say it's her, even the famous demon king is here, and I'm afraid I don't dare to be presumptuous under the noses of this group of cultivators.

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

But An Yang didn't feel anything, he was a superior himself, but he didn't often show his majesty, and he wasn't so frightened by this bit of formation. At this time, he slowly looked around, the head of Kunlun had not yet come, it was the time of boredom, he suddenly stopped his eyes in front of the table, his heart moved, he picked up a grape, peeled it and put it in his mouth, only to feel that it melted in his mouth, and the juice was rich.

Not bad!

He smashed his mouth, turned his eyes, and picked up a crystal-like pear, the size of an ordinary pear, crystal clear, with a little water droplets on it, obviously washed, without the rich aroma of the fairy fruit depicted in the book, but the lingering fragrance of the fruit itself was very tempting, so he couldn't help but take a bite.

Move!

When he came to this world, there were no supermarkets and fruit markets, and most of the time he was shuttling through the barren mountains and mountains, and God knows how long he hadn't eaten fruit.

Perhaps because of the high altitude and abundant sunlight, this pear, like grapes, has a lot of water and high sweetness, and can be used as a tribute in the mortal world.

Crystal pear, this is the real crystal pear!

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

Anyone who has eaten pears knows that if the pear is very watery, the sound of biting down is very loud, and it is even clearer in the main hall where the silence is so quiet that the needle can be heard at this time, which naturally arouses the side eyes of many wandering Taoists and monsters, and even the Kunlun disciples on the side look at this side.

The rabbit spirit didn't know why, but he felt a little red in his face and felt weird.

It's like these people are looking at her.

But this is also a matter of an instant, seeing that it is Anyang, the wandering Taoists and monsters who have seen the battle with Ji Mingzi that day have all withdrawn their eyes, and the Kunlun disciples are also very literate, and they only look at it and stop looking at it.

The rabbit spirit felt a little better at this time, and continued to blink his eyes to watch Anyang eat, his eyes were about to squint into a line.

For a while, a thousand waves were stirred, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw him eating so casually, and also picked up a fruit and ate it, and for a while the main hall was full of suppressed subtle swallowing sounds.

After eating a pear, just after the pear pits were still on the table, there was a slight sound of footsteps in front of me, more than one person.

Many Kunlun disciples immediately straightened their backs.

"Greetings to the master, greetings to the elders."

A group of wandering Taoists panicked for a while, and hurriedly put the uneaten fruit in their hands on the table, making a serious expression.

Coming in front of him was a fairy wind bone, quite ethereal middle-aged man, looking about forty years old, of course, the cultivator has no age, no one knows how old he is, but it won't be too big, it is impossible to be hundreds of years old, the real old immortality of Kunlun Mountain is the old way that teaches Anyang Tiandao numerology, more than two hundred years old.

Behind him were four middle-aged people, who looked a little older than him, I don't know if it was because they were really a few years older or because they were not as good as others.

Yan Li also appeared later, and he saw An Yang calmly at a glance, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he bowed slightly.

An Yang also nodded to him, which was regarded as a return salute, after all, not to mention the twenty days of companionship, Yan Li personally came to pick him up this morning, and did not care about the fact that he took the rabbit spirit and Xiaochan, you must know that the rest of the wandering Taoists and monsters who did not contribute to the southbound line were all turned away, and it was enough to give him face.

The head of Kunlun and the four elders sat at the top, their expressions were very peaceful, there was no majesty or lofty momentum, but they spoke politely very kindly.

"Fellow Daoists, go south, this seat is here to chat and express gratitude, there is a little melon and fruit wine on the table, please enjoy it, you don't need to be polite. This trip back and forth two thousand miles, full of dangers, dangerous, I Kunlun sent twelve disciples back eight, but there are Taoist friends unfortunately harmed by the evil demon, this is the guilt in the heart of this seat, thanks to all Taoist friends, otherwise let this evil demon quietly develop, the world will be in chaos......"

A series of boring speeches, like a school leader when he was a student.

However, the later fairy queen dance is much better-looking, and it has a classical and graceful atmosphere.

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

"In order to thank you for your help to me Kunlun and the people in the world, in addition to this wine and vegetarian food, I Kunlun also prepared a few volumes of scriptures for everyone, the gift is light, please smile."

Anyang suddenly came to the spirit.

The gift of Kunlun Mountain is exactly what everyone wants, and for this group of wandering Taoists and righteous path monsters with a weak foundation, Taoist scriptures are undoubtedly what they need the most, and this is also expected by everyone. Throughout the ages, whether it is Buddha or Tao, it is a beautiful thing for cultivators to give scriptures to each other, which is much more high-end than the money and precious things given by people in the world.

After a while, several disciples with sandalwood carrying ancient books stepped forward, and each of them gave a copy before they respectfully retreated, even Xiaochan and Rabbit Jing had a share.

An Yang looked down, it was an ancient book called "Seeking the Tao Sutra", it looked still new, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, obviously just copied out.

He glanced at the rabbit spirit next to him and Xiaochan on the table, Xiaochan's looks more simple and heavy, called "The Origin of Spells", the rabbit essence is also new, and the four big characters of "Heavenly Secret Talk" in the book can be guessed according to the name.

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

An Yang raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the other people's tables, and suddenly understood in his heart.

Everyone's ancient books are the same "Seeking the Tao Sutra", only the rabbit essence and Xiaochan are different, and according to the merits, the rabbit essence and Xiaochan should not get any reward, it is very simple.

These two different books were given to him, but in a different way, it seemed to make everyone feel fair.

"Curved and curved."

An Yang said something silently in his heart, and then sat in his seat and stopped talking.

Xiaochan has always been smart, naturally knows that she can't get this ancient book by herself, she also knows how to do things very well, although she is reluctant in her heart, but she still obediently handed the book to Anyang, just like when she consciously took on the responsibility of laundry and cooking to repay Anyang for her protection, just like when she was picked up by the old man, she would consciously wash the dishes after eating.

The rabbit spirit was still curiously flipping through the book to play, but when she saw her action, she was stunned and threw the book in her hand to Anyang.

Xiaochan reluctantly retracted her gaze, glanced left and right a few times secretly, saw the books in other people's hands, a trace of doubt rose in her eyes, and she quickly figured out the reason, and the only trace of reluctance left just now disappeared.

After about half an hour, the banquet, which was not presentable, finally ended, and they got what they wanted, and the wanderers left happily.

An Yang didn't move, and in the corner of his eye, Yan Li was walking towards him.

"Your Excellency, Master, please." Yan Li stopped in front of him, bowed, paused, and said, "As for Your Excellency's companions, you can go to the side hall with Senior Brother Yue Ming to wait. ”

An Yang nodded, got up and wanted to leave, but stopped again, and turned his head to look at Huang Lan: "Help me take care of the two of them." ”

Huang Lan nodded: "Don't worry!" ”

Anyang turned to Xiaochan again: "Look forward to the rabbit, follow Huang Lan, you know how to contact me if you have something." ”

Xiaochan turned to the side, glanced at Huang Lan with a wince, and then glanced at the rabbit essence, hesitated again and again, and finally nodded, and let out a soft and glutinous voice: "Hmm." ”

An Yang finally looked at the rabbit spirit and said softly: "Remember to follow Xiaochan, don't get lost, I'll come to you later." ”

The rabbit spirit looked at him very seriously, as if to see if he was lying, and only withdrew his gaze for a long time, and nodded slowly.

Only then did An Yang relax and followed Yan Li from behind the main hall to leave, until he arrived in a fragrant and elegant room, where the head of Kunlun and several old Daoists were waiting for him in the room, and several elders were no longer there, and they were not qualified to participate in such a meeting.

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

"The younger generation Tianchi, Tian is the current head of Kunlun, and he has seen the immortal master."

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