Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 69 I Don't Know the True Face of Lushan Mountain

Competition fields have been established in four directions around Yuezhou City. According to the four directions of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, there are ten fields on each side. There is also a water bamboo enclosure.

The main venue is at the position of the Eastern Azure Dragon, and there is a bluestone platform that was built in a hurry by mobilizing many people to rush to work. Five wooden stakes were erected at the four corners and the center.

The first day of April can be said to be the most important day in Yuezhou City in the past few decades or even hundreds of years.

At the hour of Chen, outside the east city of Yuezhou, there was already a sea of ​​people near Qinglong's home stadium, which was only a hundred feet away from the nearest city pavilion.

Countless rivers and lakes warriors and Confucian scholars and literati surrounded the place tightly.

At this moment, the home field is not used yet, a wooden high platform was built on the Qingshi platform, and several officials and some martial arts masters are standing on it.

Looking around from the stage, it was dark and full of people. On the other side of some castles in the city, there were also warriors standing on the roofs, it was hard to count.

Zhang Liangxi, the great eunuch who came here from Chengtian Mansion, sat on the chair in the center, representing the emperor's majesty.

The dozens of martial arts masters are not the highest in martial arts, but the heads of ten martial arts schools. At this moment, they are also in agitated mood, and their eyes frequently scan the countless martial artists around and the picture scroll on the table on the stage.

It is hard to say that there will be a second time for such a grand event in this life.

"Eunuch, it's time."

"Ah."

Zhang Liangxi stood up, first bowed his hands to the officials around him, and did not forget the etiquette to those martial arts masters.

"Our family represents the emperor, so we will do our part!"

"Eunuch, please!" "Of course I have to trouble Eunuch!"

Needless to say, the officials, martial arts masters also sell the court's face at such moments, so Zhang Liangxi walked slowly to the edge of the high platform alone, while the two guards behind him took the scrolls and followed.

Zhang Liangxi took a deep breath, and opened his mouth the next moment, bursting out with an extremely resonant voice with deep inner strength.

"According to the emperor Long En, thank you for the world's martial arts—"

Zhang Liangxi's voice was like thunder, suppressing all the noisy voices in an instant, everyone looked at the people on the high stage in shock, even some martial arts masters on the stage were shocked, no one expected this The internal strength of the eunuch is so terrifying.

"Today, heroes from all over the world gather in Yuezhou—to take advantage of this wonderful occasion. The emperor bestows, mountains, rivers, immortals, furnaces, pictures—"

As Zhang Liangxi's words fell, it seemed that the voice echoed in the city for half a month, and the two guards behind him also carefully opened the scroll from left to right.

Several civil servants and military officials who were on the stage looked at each other. They didn't know who was the first to take the lead, and they also stood up and walked to the edge, carefully watching the picture of the mountains and rivers.

More than a dozen martial arts masters looked at each other, and they were no longer reserved. This kind of opportunity is not easy to come by, and they all got up and went to the other side to watch this famous painting through the ages.

Although these people did not speak, they felt the shock in their hearts.

It is worthy of being called Mountains and Rivers Immortal Furnace Picture. As soon as this painting is produced, all the scrolls in the world will be eclipsed. Could it be that it really came from the hands of immortals?
Those people on the stage could see the picture scroll clearly, but because of the distance, there were not many people who could see the picture scroll clearly. Even so, everyone seemed extremely excited.

Of course, there are also some people with profound skills and outstanding eyesight who can clearly see the picture scroll on the high platform, and they couldn't help admiring at this moment.

"It is worthy of being a priceless and famous painting through the ages. This work should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to see it in the world."

A man with long beard stared blankly at the high platform and muttered to himself. There were a few scribes beside him, but they couldn't see clearly at all and were in a hurry.

"Oh, how can you see it at such a height!" "That is to say, how can you see the true face of famous paintings!"

"How good is this!"

But at this moment, Yi Shuyuan was standing on the roof hundreds of feet away from the high platform, looking at the picture scroll that was almost so small that it was only a little bit far away.

When the picture scroll unfolded, Yi Shuyuan could feel the artistic conception even though they were so far away, and he even felt that it was more obvious at this distance.

Why is this artistic conception more apparent when you are far away?
Yi Shuyuan's heart moved, and he looked at the surrounding castles and the fields and mountains in the distance.

Since the artistic conception of this picture of mountains, rivers and fairy furnaces is heaven, earth and fairy furnaces, if I just regard it as a painting, am I too narrow-minded?

With this kind of mentality, Yi Shuyuan went to look at the painting again, and immersed his mind in it, connecting the castles in the city, the fields and forests in the distance outside, and all these with that painting scroll.

"This is."

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but lose his voice.

In a trance, Yi Shuyuan only felt that the scroll and the heaven and the earth were no longer separated from each other. He only felt that the scroll began to extend continuously, gradually becoming infinitely larger and wider, and everything he could see was a painting, and what's more, the more real but Pill Furnace with Dim Light
Suddenly, there was a golden light shining.

Pawn——

A ray of light like a golden rainbow praised the world until it reached Yi Shuyuan and turned into a huge golden bridge
At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's mind was also impacted, and he couldn't stabilize the extension of the artistic conception in his heart. He was in a trance again, his body shook slightly, and then he woke up.

Looking at the picture scroll on the high platform in the distance, it seems that everything just now is in the painting of Youmeng, but it feels more real.

"So it is"

Yi Shuyuan sighed and shook his head lightly, is this the difference between immortals and mortals!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan had a clearer understanding of the extraordinaryness of Shanhe Xianlutu, but his attachment to Shanhe Xianlutu disappeared instead.

The throbbing in Yi Shuyuan's heart also gradually subsided, and he could look at the picture scroll in the distance calmly.

Don't be happy with things and don't be sad with yourself, have awe and lofty aspirations, move the hearts of the world, and feel the feelings of all things.

"I am very happy to have such an expert in the immortal way! Thank you, senior!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of the reaction of the crowd of people around, Yi Shuyuan put his hands together and straightened his arms, bowing in the direction of the picture of the mountains and rivers.

There were also people around who noticed Yi Shuyuan's movements, but not many people cared. After all, the famous paintings handed down from generation to generation were in front, many people were more excited, and more than one acted strangely.

Yi Shuyuan's face is happy, but he also has some doubts. What he doesn't understand now is how can the Dayong royal family pass down such a treasure?

The royal family of Dayong doesn't know the value of this painting, don't the immortals, monsters and monsters in the world know it?
Only if it is preserved as a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, can it be kept in the palace like this?
Yi Shuyuan is now calm in the face of this painting, but he doesn't think other practitioners can be calm.

Suddenly, Yi Shuyuan felt something again. He looked not far away, and it turned out that the ghosts and gods of Yuezhou City appeared, and there were more than one of them. Among them, the one wearing the crown was obviously the Great City God of Yuezhou.

These ghosts and gods are also admiring the paintings, and even discussing with each other.

Obviously, although Yi Shuyuan was not far away, the ghosts and gods didn't notice him, probably because mortals couldn't hear him, and the conversations between ghosts and gods were more casual.

"It really is the authentic painting of the Mountains and Rivers Immortal Furnace, this is so courageous for today's Emperor Dayong!"

"Master Chenghuang's words are very true. I was ranked second in the exam 200 years ago, and I was lucky enough to see the picture of mountains and rivers in the palace. It really seems like a lifetime away!"

"Hehehehe, it's a pity that although this painting is extraordinary, I don't know who painted it."

"Ordinary people can make such paintings, no wonder ancient and modern literati want to promote this painting as an unknown painting saint"

The words of ghosts and gods have become weaker on Yi Shuyuan's side, but they are still clear. When he heard the next few sentences, Yi Shuyuan frowned.

Mortals make such paintings?

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but look at the ghosts and gods over there. Obviously, the ghosts and gods over there didn't notice him at all. I don't know if it was because too many warriors covered up his breath, or they didn't see through his changes.

But Yi Shuyuan's heart was a little restless.

They say "mortal"?
Yi Shuyuan has a way in his heart, and he thinks highly of himself deep in his heart, but he is really convinced after seeing the picture of mountains and rivers, if such a painter is a mortal, is there still a fairy in the world?
Could it be that the Great City God of Yuezhou didn't know that this painting was made by a fairy?Didn't they find the fairy rhyme in this painting?Isn't such a fairy furnace obvious enough?

Yi Shuyuan had an absurd and bold guess in his mind, but it was probably not far from the truth.

Including the Great City God of Yuezhou, these ghosts and gods can't recognize the magic of the picture of mountains and rivers, and they don't even understand the meaning of mountains, rivers and pill furnaces. In other words, the fairy way shown in this painting may be very different from normal Fairy Road Number?

When Yi Shuyuan kept thinking about it, the eunuch on the high platform was still talking, but those voices seemed very far away to Yi Shuyuan.

"Square martial arts arena, beating drums—heroes in the world, making friends with martial arts—"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom"

The sound of drums sounded at this moment, there were warriors beating drums in four directions outside the city, the southeast, the north, and the west. The sound of the drums overwhelmed all the noise, as if it spread throughout Yuezhou City.

Yi Shuyuan also came back to his senses at this moment, and looked at the high platform again.

If they really can't discover the mysteries of the Mountain and River Immortal Furnace Picture, does it mean that other people can't discover it either?
Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan raised his head to look at the sky, and the Wuhun Tiangu was also ringing at this moment, but no gods and men descended from the sky.

As the sound of drums resounded throughout Yuezhou City, all the fighters were already boiling, and the master of martial arts began to announce the rules of the competition on the high platform.

It's just that this rule has been notified to various places in the city two days earlier, and notices have even been posted.

Many warriors began to squeeze into some positions, and took out their own guides for the court officials to check, and A Fei and Duan Silie were naturally among them.

In the west of the main venue of Qinglong, there are three large wooden boxes, guarded by many guards. Warriors are divided into multiple rows around the bluestone platform of the main venue for inspection, and are guided to different wooden boxes according to their ages.

Finally it was Ah Fei's turn, and in front of him was a tall military officer with dark skin.

A Fei passed the road over, and the military officer opened it to examine it carefully, Qingzhou City approved, Mai Lingfei, 19 years old.

There are even some descriptions of A Fei's characteristics on the road guide, which are extremely detailed. The military officer looked up at A Fei and nodded slightly.

"Under 20 years old, go this way."

"Thank you!"

Ah Fei took the lead, walked towards the direction indicated by the military officer, and came to the location of the big wooden box, where the two guards stood silently.

The person in front of Ah Fei reached out and took out a note from the wooden box, unfolded it for the guards to read, and then left. Ah Fei followed suit and also took out a note.

"Exhibition times!"

A Fei opened the note, which read, Suzaku Nine, Luanshipo, 120.

These messages have made Ah Fei understand where he is dueling and his opponent.

South of the city?
According to the odd and even number duel rules, A Fei's opponent will be the odd number closest to 120. After all, it is possible that no one will touch one hundred and nineteen or 120 one.

When there are one hundred nineteen and one hundred and twenty one at the same time, the singular number is taken as the smaller one.

On the other side, Duan Silie looked at the note in his hand, Baihu San, Zhulin, 31.

One after another, warriors who thought highly of themselves or felt uneasy touched their notes one after another.

Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu Sifang, a total of forty venues except the main venue, from sunrise to before sunset, all-weather competitions, no time limit, until the winner or one side admit defeat before the next game.

At this moment, the martial arts conference is no longer purely for innate martial arts and mountains and rivers, but also a battle for the pinnacle of the ranks of the rivers and lakes.

Those who can shine at this conference, their person and even their sect, will surely enjoy a high reputation in the world in the next few decades.

At this moment, the energy of martial arts in Yuezhou City rose, and the energy and blood of the warriors affected the evil spirit, and Yi Shuyuan even seemed to see red lights filling the city.
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