high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 425 Bai Yujing

Get up from the pool, walk out of the vast hall, outside the gate, there is a sea tide far away from the sky and the city full of fireworks that seem to follow the tide.

"It's Haicheng..." Wuming said softly.

This is a city built on an island. After opening the door, they realized that they were standing on the mountainside.

The one under my feet should be the tallest mountain on the island...

Looking out is a different scene, everything can be seen in front of the eyes, the tall green tree crown is like a canopy, plain white, scripture flags with splashed ink characters, white thatch as the top, small pagodas made of blue bricks and built on the ground. A huge nest on the ancient tree of Moyun.

All the houses are like fish scales, densely along the mountain at the foot as the central axis, spreading out in all directions, closely connected with the roaring tide, no longer separated from each other.

The first thing that catches the eye is the lights...

There is a lamp hanging under the eaves of all the houses here, and the diffused light is like the fireflies gathered in the river on a summer night.Ignorance saw those flames spreading grandly, spreading all the way to the coastline and sandy beach, and igniting the adjacent sea water together, so that the depths of the sea water were dyed with bright light.

It's like a scene in a dream.

Everything is beautiful and unreal,

"This is definitely not the Lotus Market. How can there be such a perfect place in the world where ghosts and gods are ravaging!" Mr. Gongyang sighed. The veins on his forehead were jumping like old worms. He instinctively felt bewildered and uneasy, but At a loss, I don't know what to do.

"Yuan Qiao, Bai Yujing... Pindao has never heard of these two names. Could it be that where we stand now is a fairy mountain and a god island outside the world?" Taoist Feixuan said.

At this moment, a large moon disk in the sky was surprisingly bright, and the clear light flooded the ground like a tide, and the bright and blurred spots made people look dazzled and dazzled.

The moonlight in the sky is connected to the firelight on the ground, and the two light curtains coincide with the sea of ​​clouds hanging low in the air, just like two seagulls sleeping close to each other, warming each other, and then blending with each other.

It's clearly the moon, but it's so bright that people can't tell the time.

Wuming silently looked at the shining gray clouds in the distant sky. Mr. Gongyang and Taoist Feixuan were also silent. Under the mountain wind, Song Chi held his arm that should have been broken in a daze, casting his confused eyes, There is no focal length.

Everyone was stunned by this scene and lost their minds for a long time.

"The distinguished guests are invited to come with the maidservant."

Suddenly a woman's voice came from behind.

Wuming turned his head, and in the other hall, the women with ancient expressions on their brows smiled, followed by a few knights of the Yan family who were at a loss, their expressions were either frightened or bewildered.

"……grown ups!"

A young knight saw ignorance, and his eyes lit up. He shook off the people in front of him, and seemed to heave a sigh of relief: "Where is this place? Aren't we in the lotus market? Could it be that we have already escaped?" gone?"

"The poor monk doesn't know either."

"grown ups?"

"They said this is Yuanqiao, and the master here is hosting a banquet in Baiyujing and wants to see us." Wuming glanced at the women:

"General Cui Ying, the poor monk is equally ignorant. For the current plan, we can only take one step at a time."

"...So that's the case." The young knight named Cui Ying was a little disappointed. He gave the women a bad look, pressed his hand on the magic sword at his waist, and silently retreated to his companion's side, without concealing it, full of guard. .

"Master has been waiting in Baiyujing for a long time."

The women didn't seem to care about his offense, with jade pieces stuck between their brows, the most graceful and oldest woman smiled: "Please come with the maid."

"Where is Bai Yujing?"

"The top of the mountain."

……

When they left the palace, there was the twilight cloud on the hillside. The women led them up the winding corridor and climbed step by step towards the top of the mountain. During the process, they gradually heard the sound of the piano on the top of the mountain.

It seemed to be the military music that broke the formation, revealing the momentum of killing and crushing bones, and it seemed that the sea was splitting, and the dragon rose from the seabed to the sky, roaring at the world, and it was like thousands of meteors smashing down the sky, smashing everything All cracked and shattered!

Zhixiong!

Great!

Everyone has heard the sound of the qin, but no one has thought that those strings that are not as thick as a finger can produce such a majestic and majestic tone. thunder.

At this moment, the wind is gloomy and the clouds are light, as if the world has forgotten the opportunity...

"Please."

Stepping up to the last step, the music in the square in front of you was as clear as thunder, and the women separated from each other and bent their knees slightly.

"Is it finally here?" Mr. Gongyang sighed, and when he climbed to the last step, he still wanted to speak, but his expression suddenly froze when he reached the top of the mountain.

Song Chi, Taoist Feixuan and Cui Ying stepped forward one after another, with the same expression, all of them froze, like solidified stone sculptures.

"...It's really the best scene in the world."

Wuming finally stepped forward, looking at the shrine at the end of his field of vision, he paused, and suddenly put his palms together, sincerely admiring:

"turn out to be--"

"Is this Bai Yujing?"

The emperor made the golden palace, and the immortals opened the Baiyujing. At the end of the square made of topaz, it seems that a shrine really descended from the clouds and landed softly on the topaz-backed foundation stone.

Bai Yujing is on the top of the mountain, at the highest point of the entire island, it is elegant and luxurious white in the sunlight, it is not painted with paint or powder, but a precious stone that looks like jade but is harder than jade. There are thirteen floors, and each floor is neatly divided into a size of thirteen feet high. The layers are stacked gracefully, as graceful as the softest skin on a virgin's body.

This is probably a palace where only giants or gods can live. Wuming looked up at its top floor. Thousands of wind chimes hanging in front of the eaves swayed and sounded in the moonlight, slowly softening the thunderous and violent music in the palace.

"Please."

The woman smiled: "All the nobles are here, just wait for the guests to take their seats, and the host will start the banquet."

"well……"

Song Chi spoke slowly, and a group of people were ushered into the main hall, where they carefully sat down among the full house of guests and the rows of red sandalwood beams in the hall.

"I don't know..."

The hall was full of guests and maids in Chinese clothes. After Wuming and the others took their seats, several empty seats were also filled. It seemed that Master Bai Yujing was indeed waiting for them.

Wuming looked towards the hall, surrounded by dancers, the young man in black clothes playing the piano, asked:

"I don't know the name of the owner of this place?"

"My surname is Wang, and I take a single name." Before the woman serving could speak, a black-clothed monk leading a sheep smiled and answered the question in another seat beside Wuming:

"The owner of this place is Mr. Wang Fu."

Wangfu?

Before I had time to think about it in the future, the sound of the zither, like the breath of a mad dragon, stopped abruptly in the hall.

The man playing the piano stood up with a smile, and then sat down on the head seat with support.

The hall was full, and there was a thunderous cheer in an instant.

(End of this chapter)