Gu Qingfeng rode the old horse, recalling while admiring the surrounding scenery.
Slowly came to the foot of Five Colors Mountain, guarding the mountain gate were two young disciples, Gu Qingfeng stated the purpose of this trip, and said that he came to visit Senior Deadwood, and the disciples guarding the mountain gate did not make things difficult for him, but responded that the approaching Five Colors The flowers are blooming, and the five-color mountain is relatively busy, and there is no time to entertain guests.
Speaking of it, with Gu Qingfeng's ability, it is not difficult to enter the Five Colors Mountain quietly, even if the Five Colors Mountain is covered by all kinds of powerful formations, it is as easy for him as entering no one's land.
However, after thinking about it carefully, forget it.
It's not an important thing to visit. Anyway, there is a lot of time, so it doesn't hurt to wait a few more days.
What's more, he also knew that Five Colors Mountain had no inner and outer sects, no direct disciples, not even handymen, everything from the elders down to the disciples had to be done by themselves, so let's wait for the Five Colors Flowers to fall, and Senior Deadwood to finish his work.
Taking advantage of these few days, I would like to take this opportunity to appreciate the sea of five-color flowers. Just as I was about to leave, at this time, a woman came from a distance against the wind.
This is a gentle and charming looking woman, she is wearing a light blue dress, her long hair hangs naturally behind her, fluttering slightly in the wind, giving people a very quiet and soft feeling.
"Senior Sister Qingxi, you are back."
When the two disciples guarding the mountain gate saw the woman, they immediately stepped forward to say hello.
The woman named Qingxi nodded slightly, smiled back, then glanced at Gu Qingfeng, and asked: "This is..."
The two disciples recounted the situation. Qingxi didn't seem to expect anyone to visit Elder Deadwood, and he was still a young man. In her impression, Elder Deadwood rarely went out since the end of ancient times. Even if someone Most of the people who came to visit were old friends, and no young people had ever come to visit.
"I don't know why the young master visited the dead wood elder?"
What's the matter
Gu Qingfeng who asked this question really didn't know how to answer it for a while, he just wanted to meet Senior Deadwood, there was nothing important, and by the way, he wanted to see if he could be of any help. Saying this, he pondered for a moment, and responded: "I am an old friend of Senior Deadwood, and I passed by here, so I stopped by to visit."
"I see."
Qingxi nodded, and responded softly: "However, the five-color flowers are approaching, and the five-color mountains are busy with this matter, and Elder Deadwood is the host of the five-color flower meeting. I'm afraid he won't have time to receive you."
"It's okay, I'll wait a few days."
Hearing about the five-color flower festival, Gu Qingfeng was quite surprised, and asked, "Is the five-color flower festival still held in your five-color mountain?"
The Five-Color Flower Festival is a grand event held by Five-color Mountain, and it is held almost every year when the five-color flowers bloom.
In his impression, the so-called five-color flower club is some elegant poets who exchange some fairy arts while admiring the five-color flowers, and the exchange of fairy arts is not about formations, martial arts, but more about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The reason why Jiuju Gu Gu Lao of Wuse Mountain is called Jiujue is because each of them has their own unique skills, such as proficiency in rhythm, or calligraphy and painting, or chess skills, etc. For example, Senior Deadwood is proficient in temperament, In the ancient times, he was one of the best melody masters in the Northwest. Back then, Gu Qingfeng met him when he was discussing melody with Senior Deadwood at the Five Color Flower Fair.
It's just that I didn't expect that for so long in the past, Five Colors Mountain still insists on holding the Five Colors Flower Fair every year when the five colors flowers bloom.
"I heard that senior Deadwood is injured? He seems to be unable to move? Why is he still hosting the flower festival?"
"The old man has not hosted a flower show for a long time, almost a hundred years."
When he said this, Qingxi's expression was slightly sad, and he said: "This time the host just wants to collect precious music scores in his life for everyone to appreciate and comprehend. For this reason, he has worked hard for several years to prepare."
"So that's how it is."
Gu Qingfeng sighed quite a lot. He has practiced for five hundred years and has met many people of all kinds, but there are absolutely very few who can truly be selfless, never forget their original aspirations, and do good deeds wholeheartedly, and among them, the old dead wood is definitely one of them.
"If you are not in a hurry, you can go to the guest room in the garden and wait for a few days. By the way, you can also participate in the flower fair held by our Five Color Mountain. After the flower fair, I can pass it on for you." Qingxi asked: "I haven't asked for advice yet. Your surname is your son."
"My surname is Gu."
Gu Qingfeng thought that since the old man withered wood hosted the five-color flower show, there was no need to visit again, just meet at the flower show.
"Young Master Gu, if there is nothing else, I can take you to the guest room right now."
Gu Qingfeng nodded, followed Qingxi into the garden.
He could see that this Qingxi was already a Daoist of the Yuanshen at a young age, and he was also the kind of Yuanshen who evolved into the Great Perfection in ninety-nine and eighty-one. This level of cultivation and good luck is placed in any sect in the Northwest, and I am afraid that they are outstanding leaders. Even if they are not masters, they are definitely one of the best personal disciples.
The most important thing is that, even so, this Qingxi is still not arrogant, and treats people kindly and approachable, which is really rare and precious.
He has to sigh that the Five-color Mountain is worthy of being a Five-color Mountain, which is admirable.
"Sister, I'm asking you for someone."
On the way, Gu Qingfeng suddenly remembered the goddess when he was young, so he wanted to ask, "There is a beautiful woman named Liu Qingyan in Wuse Mountain, right?"
As soon as the words fell, Qingxi who was walking suddenly stopped, looking at him with a strange look.
"What's wrong?"
"That's my master."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng suddenly felt dumb, and said: "This is really a coincidence."
indeed.
Gu Qingfeng really didn't expect that the first time he asked Senior Withered Wood, he would meet his disciple. This time, when he asked Liu Qingyan, he would meet her disciple again. But after thinking about it, it's not too coincidental. There were not many, unlike other sects, where a master leads hundreds or thousands of disciples, and a master in Five Color Mountain can only teach a few disciples at best.
"Coin? What do you mean?"
"It's nothing." Gu Qingfeng asked, "Is your master in Wuse Mountain now?"
"My master has gone out, but he will be back before the flower festival."
"Really? That's just right."
After all, she was the goddess when she was young, and since she came to the Five Colors Mountain this time, she had to see her no matter what.
Perhaps it was Gu Qingfeng's strange words that aroused Qingxi's suspicion. She stared at Gu Qingfeng and asked, "Didn't you come to visit Mr. Deadwood? Suddenly asked my master what to do?"
"Big sister, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else. Your master was kind to me before. I just want to see her."