Chapter 130

Time goes by quickly. It's winter again. Ling Yun is on his way to Zhenbei city. Green clothes stay in forgotten Youzhou. Chen Diao temple will send green clothes back to Liangcheng of nanyezhou when he is ready to leave.

Ling Yun is still dressed in white, with a wooden sword on his left waist and a wine gourd on his right waist. The sword spike is a square inch thing given to Ling Yun by Chen Diao temple. It can store a lot of things, so as to avoid the mess in his wine pot.

There is wine in the wine gourd and sword Qi.

Zhenbei city is located in the northernmost part of beiliangzhou. There is only one road leading to Zhenbei city. The more northward it is, the more desolate it is. There are mountains and barren areas around it. One road leads directly to Zhenbei city.

At the end of the road, there are three mountains hovering, and the one in the middle is inverted. The two sides are normal. The three mountains belong to the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism. When monks enter the three mountains, they must stop ten miles away and walk. Three suspended stone platforms extend from Zhenbei City, which can lead to the three mountains.

Around the three mountains, there are flying boats patrolling, and sometimes people belonging to the three religions flying in the air. No one goes outside, but they all go to Zhenbei city. On this road, the more miles away, there is a wine shop in Sanli. Besides, there is nothing else. The business of the wine shop is excellent. Those monks from other states who have retired from the battlefield will drink here on their way back, and the most swords will be repaired.

Therefore, there is a saying in Kyushu world that all the way to the north is the most popular style in the world.

At least 50% of the sword repairs in Kyushu are aimed at going to Zhenbei City, and they are proud to kill the enemy in Zhenbei city and then retreat. Jianzhou sword repair goes to Zhenbei city most, followed by beiliangzhou.

Ling Yun led green donkey and stood under the three mountains. There were many people coming and going. Merchants and friars had everything. He looked up at the three suspended mountains. Along the way, he saw the real immortal scenery for the first time. Ling Yun touched his nose. "Miss Pei, I've come to see you."

Ling Yun tightens his wooden sword around his waist, and then he blushes. Is it not decent to wear a wooden sword in a place like Zhenbei city?

But thinking that it was sent by Mr. drunkard, Ling Yun thought how could it be called a bad word?

On the way here, he also inquired if anyone had heard the name Bu knew, and the answer was just three words: Damn it!

Damn it!

According to the character of Mr. drunkard, it seems that this evaluation is also very pertinent.

Lingyun is only a few kilometers in front of the entrance of the three mountains. Although he is dressed in white, he is not aloof at all. He is thin and thin, as if he can be blown down by the wind at any time. His face is just skin and bones, and his hair is a little bit dark yellow. He looks like a sick and dead ghost, but his eyes are bright, and he has the unique look of a teenager. He has wonderful expectations for the world.

There are many people riding donkeys in Kyushu, but they are either immortal or immortal. People like Ling Yun, except for their white robes and robes, are just like the local buns coming out of the valley.

It's not easy to enter Zhenbei city. In this kilometer distance, it has a different scenery from the main road. On the ground, there are the same suspended stone steps in Zhenbei City, above which are all kinds of manors, restaurants, pawnshops, auction houses and shops.

From both sides to the entrance, they are arranged in order. From the bottom of the three mountains to the ground, there are three floors. Each floor has nine manors, which are arranged in a perfect order from top to bottom.

But the real best manors are all in the three mountains. Therefore, outside Zhenbei city and in the center of the mainland, there is only one suspended stone step that can ascend the three mountains. The world of Kyushu is headed by Confucianism, so the Confucian family book is in the middle. At its entrance, there are two stone steps that extend to Qingjing mountain of Taoism and Tianlong mountain of Buddhism.

However, if you want to climb the three mountains from the outside of Zhenbei City, you don't want to. Before you climb the three mountains, there will be a gatekeeper, who is guarded by two jinjialishi, who will pay for the gold and verify their identity. If you want to climb the three mountains from the 54 small villas, there will be murder and robbery.

For those who can climb the three mountains, in addition to their talent and strength, they are all the best choice, or those who have perseverance, they can also be led by their elders. There are many rules, but there is one rule: they can't be forced to climb the three mountains, and they are conceited of life and death.

Lingyun looks at everything around him. It's desolate thousands of meters away, and it's prosperous within thousands of meters. There are green grass in spring, flowers in summer, bright moon in late autumn, snow in the sky and white deer in the sky.

In some seasons, the samsara and changes are just between two or three hours. The time is uncertain and changeable.

Some days and nights are turned upside down. In the daytime, you can see the stars, but in the night, you can see the sunshine and white clouds.

Some are plain forests, green waters and Cangshan mountains; Some of them are oases in the desert, which suddenly turn into huge waves in the sea. When you see a dragon, or a Kunpeng, it's magnificent.

There are also hellfires, or celestial scenes; Or the secular mortals, crying and selling, come in an endless stream, or the children of the mountain village chasing and fighting, the old people sitting at the entrance of the village smoking dry smoke, women's family is short, all inclusive, only the person who boarded can see it.

Therefore, it's very busy in the area about 1000 meters away from Zhenbei city.

Ling Yun just wants to see Pei Lixia. He doesn't plan to go to the fifty-four small manors, and he doesn't plan to go to the three mountains. He doesn't want to say whether he can get on the mountain. If it's OK to get on the mountain, it's not a joke.

However, most of the young people who come to Zhenbei city are eager to compete. So someone set up a stone tablet here to record how far each of them has gone. In fact, there are not many people who can go up. Ling Yun saw the name of chendiao temple and walked a total of 99 stone steps.

"That Chen Diao temple is a very interesting person," a dark faced young man stood beside Ling Yun. "Look at him, the highest is only 98, and no one will exceed 99 in the future."

"Why?" Ling Yun asked.

The dark boy sneered, "foreigners don't look up to the younger generation of Zhenbei city. Naturally, we don't look up to the foreigners. Chen Diao temple is from a stranger. It's not bad. He dares to kill the enemy and scold the boss. When he left, he stood guard at the ninety-nine level and humiliated those foreigners who don't know the heaven and the earth."

"Er..." Ling Yun turned his head and looked at the young man with a dark face. He might be younger than himself. "I'm from another country, too."

"Oh." The dark boy glanced at Ling Yun. It was self-evident that he looked down on you. You can't do that~

Ling Yun and the swarthy boy just meet each other. Ling Yun goes to the north of the town. The swarthy boy takes a look at Ling Yun. He has high talent and good eyesight. It's easier for him to make the dead alive if he wants to go further in such a shabby house with air and water leaking everywhere.

It's just that this man has the spirit of a sharp sword, and he is also a martial arts man. Although his Qi and blood seem to be thin, they are actually pure and incomparable. This is a bit strange. Although it is said that both the physique and accomplishments of sword cultivation need to be refined, there is a big gap like Ling Yun.

"Your strength, in Zhenbei City, is not enough for those demons. Don't go to death." The dark boy held his arms and sneered.

Ling Yun turned around and said with a smile, "I'm not here to kill demons. I'm here to see someone."

"To come to Zhenbei city instead of killing demons is to meet someone?" The dark boy sneered, which made him look down on him even more.

Ling Yun doesn't mind his sneer. He doesn't climb the three mountains because he's not afraid of shame, but because he's afraid of wasting time. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, he can't compare with the girl in his heart.

Ling Yun walked in front, and the swarthy boy stood behind and stretched himself. Where is Zhenbei city? When they are scenic spots? Come and go as you like?

This boy has so much strength. If he goes to see a man, it's good to say that someone is out; If you go to see a girl, it's hard to say, oh, maybe this mood will be "spent" clean, and never recover.

Zhenbei city is called Zhenbei city. In fact, it's more like a world. There are more swords and more talents in the city, but it's not so prosperous. Because Zhenbei city has always been the pass of Kyushu. Wars have been going on all the time. No matter how much money is used for supplies, it's the aristocratic families here. There are not many good things. Most of them are picked from demons.

"Young master, my husband asked you to come over." A little bookboy suddenly appeared, but no one found him, only Ling Yun could see him.

Ling Yun blinked, "I have something else to do. If your husband is not in a hurry, can you wait for me to come back?"

In the small book boy some helpless, said: "Mr. already expected the childe will say so, so..."

"Well?" Ling Yun is a little wary, but the next moment he flies into the air. It seems that the young bookboy is carrying Ling Yun's collar and staggering towards the book.

"Offended." The little boy said apologetically.

Ling Yun couldn't even struggle. He couldn't break free at all, so he had to let the little book boy carry him to the book. However, Ling Yun consciously didn't know the Confucian sage guarding Zhenbei city.

The book mountain overhanging, there is a road named Qin, on which you can see the sea, named Xuehai.

There is a road to the mountain of books, a path to diligence, a boundless sea of learning, and a boat to work hard.

The top of the mountain is a huge flat land with a radius of more than one thousand Zhang. On it lies manors, houses, pavilions, fragrant peach and plum trees, and the sound of books.

The highest place is the shushang library, which is large-scale. There are also hills around the flat land. The bamboo house in Qingquan is the most elegant.

Step by step, Ling Yun is the most practical person in the book mountain, and his income will be better. However, Ling Yun obviously does not have the opportunity to step by step. The master of the book mountain is still a Confucian sage, surnamed Zhang. He is a good friend of the legalist master, and he is also an old friend of master Xie Junhao.

He is handsome in appearance and elegant in temperament.

Ling Yun was "taken" to the book mountain by the little bookboy, "Sir, I have brought him."

"Yes, you can make a cup of tea." Zhang Zifang said mildly, his voice was calm, "there are so many scholars in Zhenbei city and the three mountains who want to see me. You are the last one to come."

"Is the girl in my heart much heavier than me?" Zhang Zifang joked.

Ling Yun slightly some blush, but the look is still firm, "originally came to see him."

"It's reasonable," Zhang Zifang said softly, "it's also your business. Just as your elder, I want to remind you a few words."

"Yes, sir." Ling Yun bowed and replied respectfully that since he had already arrived, and the other party had no malice, the Confucian sage in the book of Zhenbei city was not a big traitor, and his life was not a bad thing.

Zhang Zifang cleared his throat and said gently: "women like men. They are thin skinned and don't want to say it. At most, their cheeks are slightly red, or they turn around and go; If you tell a woman that you like her and she doesn't refuse, it's not a good thing. In order to take care of your face, you must say that you are a good person. If so, it's really a refusal... "

"Er..." Ling Yun blinked. He had read a lot of love stories, but he had never seen such a thing. However, when he thought about it carefully, what he said was very reasonable. Thinking of his current situation, Ling Yun could not help worrying.