There is a high platform in the five-color garden.
The high platform is prepared for those who perform at the flower festival.
At this moment, the surroundings of the high platform were full of people, and everyone's eyes were on Qingxi's body.
Qingxi.
The head of the Twenty-Four Young Heroes of the Five Colors Mountain, and one of the Ten Proud Women of the Northwest, who is already a Daoist Primordial God of the Ninety-Nine-Eighty-One Dzogchen at a young age, plus a good fortune, not only martial arts His attainments are extraordinary, and his temperament attainments are also the best.
The most important thing is that everyone knows that Miss Qingxi has a beautiful appearance, an extraordinary temperament, and a gentle and kind personality. It is precisely because of this that she is very popular in the Northwest, and she is a goddess in the hearts of young people.
Wuse Mountain can be described as an outstanding person. At this moment, Qingxi is not the only disciple who is arranging the formation on the high platform, but also the other 24 young heroes of Wuse Mountain. These disciples are also well-known. Although they are not as famous as Qingxi, they are all outstanding genius.
However.
There is one person whose fame can definitely rival Qingxi's.
That is a dignified and beautiful woman, and also a graceful and moving woman. She has a mature charm that young women do not have, and there is a kind of elegance in her gestures. She is wearing a white dress, and her long hair is naturally hanging down. , standing on the high platform, as if tuning a guqin.
Most of the eyes of the young people in the arena stayed on Qingxi, while the eyes of some old guys who had experienced the scarcity of resources in ancient times stayed on this woman.
If we say that Qingxi is the goddess in the minds of the younger generation in Northwest China.
Then this woman is the goddess in the eyes of the older generation in the Northwest.
She is Qingxi's master, Liu Qingyan, and one of the Eighteen Swords of the Five-color Mountain. Because she presided over the Five-color Flower Fair in ancient times and sprinkled five-color flower petals, she was known as the Five-color Goddess in ancient times. It is no exaggeration to say, In the time when resources were scarce in ancient times, anyone who came to the Five-color Mountain to pick up five-color petals, there was no one who did not admire the five-color goddess.
among the crowd.
Gu Qingfeng looked at Liu Qingyan who was adjusting the guqin on the high platform, and his heart was quite complicated.
He is a relatively forgetful person, especially the people he knew when he was young. Most of his appearance has been blurred, but Liu Qingyan's appearance is still fresh in his memory.
With just one glance, he recognized her as the goddess of his youth.
It really hasn't changed at all.
Still so beautiful.
Beautiful is like an elegant flower.
The only difference is that there is more mature charm on her body, and it seems to be a little more melancholy, and she is no longer as cheerful as she was back then.
"Old Gu, why do you like Daoist Qingyan?"
"What's wrong? Can't you?"
"No, it's just that your taste is really unique. You actually like older women. I thought only Old Man Liu would like this."
Before Gu Qingfeng opened his mouth, old man Liu scolded: "Stinky boy! Be careful what you say, what is an old woman, in my mind, there is only one goddess in the Northwest, and that is the goddess of five colors, Liu Qingyan."
While talking, old man Liu looked at Liu Qingyan on the high platform, and said: "The young people of your generation are lucky to have caught up with a good era, like I was waiting for in the age of scarce resources in ancient times. A mouthful of spiritual energy is a luxury. At that time, the annual five-color flower festival was the most anticipated event of the year. After the five-color flower festival, Daoist Qingyan would descend like a fairy and sprinkle five-color flower petals... Now thinking I think it's really... evocative!"
After a pause, he sighed again: "Although the old man has come to fight for the five-color petals every year, he has not snatched it every year, but the old man has never regretted it. It is very worthwhile to witness the demeanor of Daoist Qingyan every year." of."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng nodded in agreement.
But Fatty Li had never experienced that era, and he really couldn't understand that Liu Qingyan's position in Old Man Liu's heart was not just that of a goddess, but more of a fairy who hung the pot to help the world and save the world.
"Oh! What a pity... what a pity... ah!"
"Old Liu, what are you sorry about?"
"Hey! Old Gu, let me tell you what is the pity of old man Liu. He is pity that Daoist Qingyan already has his own heart, and there is no hope in this life."
"Oh? Has Liu Qingyan ever married a Taoist couple?"
"There is no Taoist couple, but Daoist Qingyan admires the king, and he has not married a Taoist couple so far, and he may never get married in this life, so old man Liu feels it is a pity."
"Admiration for the ancient Sirius?" Gu Qingfeng was astonished, and said: "Isn't this nonsense, they haven't even met each other, what a fart they are admiring."
"Old Gu, why don't you say that you have no common sense, you don't even know that Daoist Qingyan saved our king?"
"It's a matter of the year of the monkey. When Liu Qingyan rescued Gu Sirius, Gu Sirius was only seven or eight years old. There is nothing to admire."
"Hey, we don't know if Daoist Qingyan admires the king or not, but we do know that the king admires Daoist Qingyan. I heard that she was the goddess of the king when he was young."
"Oh? You also know about this?"
"Nonsense, no one in the world knows about this. When the young Yan Daoist not only saved the king's life, he almost accepted the king as his disciple. Although the king didn't pay homage to the Five Colors Mountain later, the king will always remember this feeling. In my heart, after the king grew up, he came to visit. It's a pity that when the young Yan Dao Zun went out to practice, the two didn't meet each other. I heard that the king had a vigorous fight for Qing Yan Dao Zun Woolen cloth."
"Fighting for Liu Qingyan?" Gu Qingfeng thought about it carefully, but didn't have any impression, and asked: "Is there such a thing?"
"That's true." Old man Liu twirled his beard under his chin and said, "There were a lot of people who pursued Daoist Qingyan back then, and Lei Pili from the Hunyuan Sect was the most difficult to deal with. Lei Pili's pursuit is why he went out to practice. After the king learned about this, he said nothing, finding that Lei Pili was a severe beating. If the elders of the Hunyuan Sect hadn't come quickly, the king might have given Lei Pili to him on the spot. Killed."
"The reason why the King and the Hunyuan Sect had hatred back then was because of this incident. Lei Pili was the head of the Hunyuan Sect back then, and was almost beaten to death by the King. The whole world has been looking for the king for more than half a year."
Fatty Li laughed and said: "It's the Hunyuan Sect's bad luck. You said it's not good for you to grab a woman from someone. If you insist on grabbing a woman from the king, it's not just looking for a draw. As a result, the king has been in retreat for half a year, and he went in alone. Hunyuanmen, if it wasn't for the dead wood from Wuse Mountain and a few old men who came forward to stop them, I am afraid that there would be no Hunyuanmen in our Northwest today."
Hearing what the two said, Gu Qingfeng finally remembered that such a thing happened. Thinking about it now, he was really young and frivolous back then.
"It's a pity that the king is gone now, but Lei Pili is still alive."