Where is Penglai
Perhaps Li Yishan pointed out the way for the world in his poems, but they all regarded it as a good chapter about love, which was dissected and studied word by word, but he never thought about it. Maybe that famous sentence is actually the original meaning
How can there be so many derivative meanings... Lin Luoran's eyes turned, staring closely at the crack in the sky that leaked a little light.
After a few breaths, Qingluan came out of the crack again. The gorgeous tail feathers sprinkled a little bit of starlight, lighting up the night of Shencheng.
When its entire figure emerged from the crack, Lin Luoran realized that it was dragging a majestic jade-colored carriage, flying and circling in the sky. The sound of the ensemble of the hole flute and the strings sounded, and several fairies in bright clothes sat in front of the car, either playing the flute or playing the piano, with various postures, glamorous and youthful, and their frowns and smiles were not like those in the world. Stunning.
Most of the civilians were scared and dared not look directly at it. Occasionally, the bold big-headed soldier took a sneak peek, and they were all blushing with embarrassment at the awe-inspiring and independent appearance.
It is a beauty that is completely different from Fairy Dust. People who have sneaked a peek at it are secretly amazed, but in comparison, they still prefer this fairy who is close to the people.
Lin Luoran has long since had no time to pay attention to the thoughts of the beings under her feet. The sourness and excitement in her heart at this moment are unspeakable.
What suddenly came to mind was a famous sentence I had learned when I was young - I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when I looked back suddenly, the man was in a dimly lit place. The scene is not right, and the object of lyricism is also controversial, but the feeling of sudden enlightenment is generally not bad.
The cyan phoenix swooped down, dragged a large and gorgeous carriage, and circled Lin Luoran in circles. When passing by, Lin Luoran could clearly see the eyelashes of a few women playing music trembling, and the fragrance of flowers coming from them .
They have delicate eyebrows, they are fully devoted to the beautiful and moving, and they don't care about Lin Luoran, but the carriage is always circling around her.
Qingluan, who was separated from Sang Yi's eyebrows, dragged a gorgeous and spacious carriage, and stayed by Lin Luoran's side, refusing to leave. Because of this, even though the women who played the music were silent, Lin Luoran still felt that they were inviting her to go up—behind the crack was the Penglai Fairy Mountain that she had been searching for for more than ten years. Lin Luoran had a very strong intuition !
Standing up, standing up, she couldn't help but step into the carriage as if in a dream.
It's like stepping on a ball of cotton, soft and effortless. Lin Luoran stood on the side of the car, and couldn't help looking around. There were respectful believers outside Shencheng. They probably thought that Lin Luoran was going to leave and return to a place like Tiangong, so there was such a big commotion. movement.
Only the seventh prince, Sang Ye, who came together, struggled to get up from the ground, touched the burning area between his eyebrows, and remained silent.
Only he knew that Lin Luoran did not return to a certain place, but found Penglai.
He remembered the old books he had read in the cold palace of the royal family when he was young. There are three fairy mountains overseas, Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou. The blue bird is the queen mother's messenger and can come and go from all walks of life freely. After all, he only read the book he had asked someone to release on purpose, and he couldn't find it afterwards.
But why would you believe it
Perhaps subconsciously, he wanted to prove that the birthmark between the brows was the embodiment of auspiciousness, not the bad luck rumored in the palace
Later, he checked the classics and finally told him to find the vicinity of Shencheng. Even so, Sang Yi never thought that one day he would really see Qingluan leading the way.
The indifference and hostility I have suffered in my life for more than 20 years seems to have finally let go of my foul breath at this moment.
Despite the sharp pain between his brows and the excitement in his heart, his face was still shrouded in peace.
Sang Ye, the seventh prince of Penglai who is cold by nature, has gentle eyes. Ximei, who has lost her mother, holds the hand of her younger brother and clings to him tightly. The little girl looks at the sky and cries like a hungry kitten.
Children's emotions are the most sensitive, and she knows that "Sister Lin" is leaving.
What should I do next? Ximei was at a loss in her heart, she could only tightly hold onto her younger brother's hand.
Sang Ye's heart moved. Living in the prince's mansion alone is really lonely. If two more members are added, it should be more lively, right
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There were still a group of believers sending them off at their feet. When Lin Luoran sat still, Qingluan neighed, and without a trace, he forgot to glance at the tiny human being who had been in his body for more than 20 years, and turned around and flew towards the crack in the sky.
The brilliance like a spark, at the moment when it is swallowed by the crack, illuminates the faintly visible pavilions.
Mountains floating in the clouds, but Penglai with real immortals inside
The carriage is large, and because of the loss of gain and loss in his heart, he didn't feel comfortable in his anxiety. There was a glaring white light, and Qingluan dragged the carriage with a little force and squeezed through the crack.
The darkness was left far behind, and when Lin Luoran opened his eyes again, he saw an unquenchable light.
The high mountains and haze go deep into the clouds, the undefeated flowers and green willows all the year round, and the exquisite corners of the houses occasionally glimpsed on the mountainside. If you don't pay attention to your feet, this is the most ordinary tourist scenic spot in the secular world, right
The music had stopped, and the carriage stopped on a scarlet jade platform of unknown material.
Qingluan has disappeared. Lin Luoran stood on the carriage and looked at it. The whole mountain is suspended in the air. This is a place where the top does not touch the sky and the bottom does not stick to the ground. The only place where the Feiyu platform is connected to the fairy mountain It's a pumice path.
The winding path leads to seclusion, extending to the end of the white mist.
Lin Luoran inspected the rough magnetic levitation stones that defy common sense in treasure hunting movies, but didn't step on them right away.
Because she found that the woman who played the music before had turned into a humanoid terracotta figurine of only two inches high.
Lin Luoran hesitated for a while, then picked up the pottery figurines.
Looking closely, no matter the face, posture, or even the touch of the skin, they are all the same as real people. Before, she only thought that they were so beautiful that they were a little illusory, but she really didn't realize that they were actually a few dolls.
She thought it was interesting, but it was not good to act on her own, and was about to put it down, when one of the floating stones floated to her side. Lin Luoran was distracted and stood up cautiously.
The floating stone is like a bus, slowly floating towards the end of the white mist, walking the established track in mid-air, steady and slow.
Uh, the terracotta figurines are still in her hands!
Lin Luo realized later that he wanted to put the terracotta figurines back, but when he looked back at the scarlet jade platform, he was already hidden in the white mist, and even his clear eyes could not see the way.
She didn't try to be brave, and tried to challenge the immortal's ability with the alchemy cultivation base, so she temporarily held a few pottery figurines of female music in her hands, followed the pumice stone, and looked at the fairy mountain in front of her.
The distance is getting closer, and the scenery is getting closer. At the end of the white mist is a small stone road, with a rugged welcoming pine tree on the left and right. The variety is ordinary, but it is an old monster who has lived for an unknown age, right
Seeing the old pine path, Lin Luoran felt that the suspended stone would come to an end in no time, but she almost fell asleep standing on the stone.
Hey, after walking for so long, the distance seems to have not changed at all
Lin Luoran felt depressed, and wanted to find out the time when the phone had been turned off for a long time to check the time, but found that the electronic clock had stopped running at some point.
In the space, Huofeng narrowed his eyes, and murmured: "Time is so close... I am a little convinced now that there are immortals in this mountain."