Qingshan County is located at the foot of Qingshan Mountain, surrounded by water on three sides and covered with covered bridges.
The ten-mile covered bridge is worthy of a painting, and the clear water in the bay is fragrant.
After a night of heavy rain, the waves are clear and the water is rising, and the green grass is fragrant.
The clear water passes through the county town, and the plaque with the word "wine shop" on the shore is reflected in the waves.
The wine shop was full of people, all dressed in white and wearing extraordinary equipment.
The waiter at the shop nearby was trembling with fear.
Because in the eyes of the waiter, these people are all gods.
I sat down here, and I didn't see them sleeping for three whole months. I just sat here, having a cup of tea.
What is it if it's not a fairy?
Of course, these people are not immortals, they are monks who flew thousands of miles to Qingshan County from Chiyun Palace, a cultivating sect.
Things started three months ago.
Three months ago, a list was posted at the entrance of Qingshan Town. The person on the list who claimed to be Bai Zirou said that he wanted to recruit a personal disciple.
Not long after, many monks came one after another.
The disciples of Chiyun Palace were not idle and bored, sitting in the lobby for three months.
In fact, there is no place to stay in Qingshan County for a long time.
Every restaurant and inn is already full.
They are all immortal monks from all over the world.
The fact that Chiyun Palace can book an entire restaurant under such circumstances shows that the strength of Chiyun Palace is worthy of its reputation.
In the large hall, except for the occasional sound of drinking tea, no one spoke.
Everyone was meditating and regulating their breath, when they heard someone running quickly outside the door.
The person was a girl, and her footsteps were thumping.
Someone whispered:
"Qingqiu, don't make any noise."
The girl named Qingqiu shouted eagerly and excitedly in a childish voice:
"Fairy Bai has given a question! A question has been given!"
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Yi Shanjin leaned on the pillar and sat on the ground, looking at the street with bricks and tiles of Qin and Han Dynasties in front of him, looking confused.
He originally used the first pot of gold he earned from working during his postgraduate entrance examination to buy gifts and visit the children in the orphanage where he grew up.
Unexpectedly, there was water at the door. My foot slipped and the back of my head landed on the ground.
There was a buzzing sound, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in an extremely strange small town called Qingshan Town.
The body of a twenty-three-year-old has suddenly transformed into that of a fifteen-year-old.
He has traveled through time.
There is no soul passage, but the physical body becomes smaller and travels directly.
Yishan Jin had already confirmed this for himself when he saw the blue birthmark on his arm and the traces of vaccination on his arm.
It also means that he is alone in this world without any relatives or friends.
It seems that God was afraid that he would have any connection with the earth, so after traveling through time, he even changed his clothes.
He was dressed in tattered green short-brown clothes and wore a gray belt.
Yi Shanjin found a deserted alley, peed, and took a photo of himself.
Even though his whole body was dressed in two words - "beggar".
But his handsome and handsome face is still the same proud and invincible appearance as before.
Just because of this face, Yishan Jin is famous as the orphan in the orphanage.
Ever since I was little, I have received a whole drawer filled with love letters.
In his senior year of high school, a talent scout found him, but Yishan never wanted to rely on his reputation to make a living, he wanted to rely on his talent!
Yishan walked out of the alley and found a nearby pillar to sit down on.
There seemed to be a wine shop behind me, but it was surprisingly quiet, perhaps because it wasn't dinner time yet.
Yi Shanjin has no mind to pay attention to this now. He is now thinking about how to settle down in this strange world.
To sell words? To settle accounts?
No, you have to make some inventions, perfumes, soju, etc. to make a fortune.
But I have no capital.
If I hadn't changed my clothes, I could have taken the buttons to a pawn shop and exchanged them for some money.
But starting as a beggar, this is really a purgatory difficulty...
Yishan Jin was just worrying about how to make money when he saw a group of people in white clothes coming out of the wine shop next to him.
The leaders were some middle-aged men wearing sun and moon robes.
Behind him were all young men and women.
Except for the different clothes of the people in the lead, the clothes of the group behind them were all the same style and color, and the materials were of high quality.
And each of them carries a sword on his back, showing extraordinary magnanimity.
At first glance, he appears to be from a well-established family.
Yi Shanjin watched the group of people walking past him, and suddenly a little girl stopped.
The little girl was wearing the same clothes as the others. She had two buns on her pink baby face. She stuffed her hands into her sleeves and raised her hands to throw them away.
A white steamed bun was thrown over.
"It's for you, eat it."
After the little girl finished speaking, she turned around and followed the team.
Yi Shanjin caught the steamed buns and now he really became a beggar...
Then she heard someone in the team scolding her softly:
"We who are cultivating immortals should try our best to avoid karma. We should give alms to help the poor, and let our outer disciples do it. We must not do this next time. Do you hear me, Qingqiu?"
"Oh, I understand, senior brother."
Yishan Jin only had time to hear the girl reply, and his heart was shocked.
A cultivator?!
Just listen to one of the people shouting:
"Kingsword!"
Yi Shanjin saw people walking on the street and making the same seal.
The long swords they carried behind them suddenly broke out of their scabbards, and the blades made a soft clang sound.
Then I saw the long sword growing in size as it rotated, and soon it was as broad as a broad-bladed giant sword.
Those people in white stood on the huge sword and flew towards the green mountains in the distance.
At the same time, hundreds of people were flying past with swords in the sky.
Covering the sky!
When the people nearby saw this scene, they stopped to watch, pointed, and talked about it.
Yishan did not expect that the new world view he had just constructed would be refreshed all of a sudden.
This is a crazy perfume, soju!
I want to become an immortal!
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The monks were heading towards Qingshan.
Along the way, someone was sitting in a carriage and shouted loudly to the driver:
"Hurry! Hurry up!"
Someone else was galloping past on horseback, shouting "Drive!" and the horse's whip crackled in the air.
No need to ask, they are all here to seek immortality.
Yishan doesn’t have to worry about getting lost in the mountains, just follow the crowd.
From the few words of passers-by, Yishan Jin also learned some information.
The monks appeared in Qingshan Town three months ago.
They all came here to learn from Bai Zirou.
Everyone said that Bai Zirou was the goddess on Qingshan Mountain.
That goddess came to Qingshan ten years ago to escape the tribulation.
Because it happened ten years ago, everyone still remembers it.
First, halfway up the green mountain, a barrier appeared.
One sunny day, thunderclouds suddenly formed, and I saw a fairy in white flying into the air.
Followed by lightning and thunder, purple lightning struck the fairy in white for a whole day and night before stopping.
The melon-eaters originally thought that the fairy in white would ascend directly after passing through the tribulation.
Unexpectedly, it fell back into the green mountains.
A few days later, those who were brave enough went up the mountain to check the situation.
I saw that the barrier was still there, and starting halfway up the mountain, I couldn't go up.
This is the goddess who has taken up residence in our Qingshan?!
Since then, people have come one after another to seek immortality.
However, in the past ten years, the goddess has never been seen.
Nowadays, so many gods are flying towards this side, but if you think you have any talent, why don't you come here quickly?
Standing on the hillside, I looked at the crowds of people in front of me.
Yi Shanjin feels that the competition pressure is too great.
Do I still have a chance?
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