Xu Fengnian frowned and asked curiously, "This Qingcheng Mountain is Wu Lingsu's fiefdom after all. Now that bandits are everywhere and chaos abounds, Qingyang Palace doesn't care about it?"

Lao Mengtou gave a bitter smile and said somewhat hoarsely.

"The Qingyang Palace is full of fairy-like figures. How can we care about these noisy things and not affect them!"

Xu Fengnian secretly noted the matter and did not say anything more. He just reminisced and joked with Xiao Haw and Xiao Que'er, while Xu Zongjia returned to his corner and ignored these people.

At dawn the next day, Xu Fengnian and his party were preparing to set off for Qingyang Palace. Lao Meng and others did not stop them, but silently sent their blessings.

Liu Luwei said quietly to Lao Mengtou.

"Who is this Xu Fengnian? Why do I see that the guards behind him actually have military flags, and they seem to be Beiliang military flags!"

"Did you read that correctly?"

Lao Mengtou turned around in surprise, his eyes fixed on Liu Rewei's pole.

"You know, I also served as a soldier in the Yongzhou Army for two years back then. I will never admit my mistake!"

"I really didn't expect that Xu Fengnian would be a descendant of an official from Beiliang!"

The two of them had never associated Xu Fengnian with the Northern Liang King Xu Xiao. After all, the Northern Liang King was such a hero. Xu Fengnian was thick-skinned, timid, and had a dark heart. There was no way he would have anything to do with the Northern Liang King.

Xu Fengnian and his group walked towards the Qingyang Palace in a swaggering manner, making everyone in the Qingyang Palace feel nervous. After all, the reputation of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry was not just blown away. Naturally, some Taoists had already gone ahead to inform them before they arrived.

In front of the gate of Qingyang Palace, Wu Lingsu and her son Wu Shizhen have been waiting for a long time.

The King of Qingcheng, Wu Lingsu, indeed fits the common people's image of Taoist immortals. Although he is over fifty years old, he looks like a man in his thirties. He is wearing a purple Taoist robe as a reward from the emperor.

Nothing vulgar. If a scholar traveling in Qingcheng met Wu Lingsu by chance in the forest, he would most likely mistakenly think that he was an immortal descended to earth, and would be even more surprised by the profound Taoism of the King of Qingcheng.

Wu Lingsu was very polite and said calmly to Xu Fengnian.

"I have met His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, but I am not welcomed at a distance. Please forgive me!"

Xu Fengnian was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party actually knew his identity. It was beyond Xu Fengnian's expectation. He replied.

"King Qingcheng, does he recognize this prince?"

Wu Lingsu smiled and complimented.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so majestic and handsome that you can recognize him at a glance!"

Xu Fengnian was surprised and asked with a calm face.

"My lord wants to stay here for a night, but I wonder if I will disturb King Qingcheng Qingxiu?"

Wu Lingsu laughed and said modestly without caring.

"The prince's stay is naturally convenient and will make the humble abode look more beautiful!"

Xu Fengnian said sarcastically and unkindly.

“What a lovely humble abode!”

Wu Lingsu was not angry and just laughed it off. On the contrary, Wu Shizhen behind him looked extremely ugly. It seemed that he had complaints against Xu Fengnian, a bad guest, but he couldn't express it out loud because of his identity.

Wu Lingsu stretched out her hand to guide the way and said.

"Your Highness is serious. I will take Your Highness to your residence now."

The back hall of Qingyang Palace is a large piece of exquisite Jiangnan courtyard-style architecture, with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and lifelike carvings of countless clouds, dragons, jade, auspicious animals and birds.

Wu Lingsu led Xu Fengnian to a Ganoderma lucidum garden. There were four corridors in the east and west of the garden. There was a patio in the garden and a thousand-year-old osmanthus tree beside the well.

Wu Lingsu saw that His Highness, the God of Plague, had a satisfied look on his face, and then he said, "I'm going to ask someone to prepare a meal."

Xu Fengnian waved her hands casually, showing no respect for the King of Qingcheng in her movements, which made Wu Shizhen's expression even more ugly.

Wu Lingsu didn't care and left with her son with a smile.

Jiang Ni asked in surprise.

"Isn't it rumored that this god from Qingcheng Mountain can attract thunder from the sky? Why don't you just kill this scourge Xu Fengnian!"

Seeing what Jiang Ni said was interesting, Xu Zongjia explained directly.

"This Wu Lingsu has a great reputation but low ability. He is just an abandoned disciple of Longhu Mountain. Although he is extremely talented and can draw inferences about everything, even the old Heavenly Master Longhu attaches great importance to it. Unfortunately, he has evil intentions and cannot bear the hardships. He is bent on taking advantage of others and cannot do anything.

He is willing to follow the Huanghuang Avenue. Although he is exquisite in all aspects, he cannot truly teach it. He takes the dual cultivation of alchemy and cauldron as his main path. He is good at gathering yin and replenishing yang. However, he has gone astray. Taoism is rare in this life. It is impossible to have a Taoist master in this life.

Thunder power!"

Li Chungang, the old sword god, also smiled and said: "Forget it about Wu Lingsu, the king of Qingcheng. Qi Xuan's frame is about the same, and I have some friendship with him. It's a pity that this Taoist priest has become an immortal. Otherwise, when you get to Longhu Mountain, I can compete with him in a few moves, and you can

You can see thunder rolling in from the sky and purple gas coming from the east.”

Xu Zongjia glanced at Li Chungang with deep meaning. He did not expose the old man's lies, but just shook his head and said nothing.

After eating a scrumptious meal, Xu Fengnian took the blue bird to visit the Qingyang Palace. This palace is dedicated to Li Laojun, the founder of Taoism. Naturally, there are also statues of several Leibu Tianjun from the embryonic Shenxiao sect. The biggest treasure in the palace is "

A precious woodcut with 5,000 words of the Tao Te Ching, but Xu Fengnian was not interested in this thing. Even if Wu Lingsu was willing to give it, he thought it was a burden.

Xu Zongjia was also wandering around the Qingyang Palace alone, not with Xu Fengnian. After all, he had a special status and attracted too much attention. It was difficult to visit this Taoist blessed land in peace. It was better to be alone and quiet.

After leaving Qingyang Palace, the closer we got to the cliff of Qingyang Peak, the stronger the wind blew on our face, and the sleeves of his clothes were blown wildly. Xu Zongjia stood in front of the abyss and finally saw the iron cable bridge swaying in the mountain wind. It looked misty and misty.

Xu Zongjia doesn't care at all whether it can stand firm after stepping on it.

The bridge body is only made of nine celadon bowl-sized iron chains. Excluding the four iron chains on the handrails, there are only five ground chains. It appears to be extremely narrow and steep. Each iron chain is forged from more than a thousand wrought iron.

The iron rings are interlocked, the iron chains are covered with wooden boards, and the bridge abutments are ground dragons that fix the entire iron bridge.

According to the historical records of Qingcheng Mountain, the earth dragon pile weighs 20,000 kilograms. There are two bridge pavilions at both ends of the iron bridge. This side of Qingyang Peak is called Guanyin Pavilion and the other side is called Tingdeng Pavilion. It is said that Qingcheng Mountain only opens when it rains.

You can see the spectacular sight of thousands of lights pointing towards the heaven, which is fascinating.

Suddenly Xu Zongjia looked back and saw a tall female Daoguan and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince having a lively conversation, heading towards here step by step, but the blue bird didn't know where it went.

Xu Zongjia took a closer look at the female crown. She was already middle-aged, tall and strong. She was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a white tail whisk. She looked fierce and had scars on her face. Fortunately, she wore the Qingyang Palace Shenxiao Sect.
Chapter completed!