And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 158 Traveling to the North Sea and Twilight Cangwu!
Chen Yuan and Taoist Changchun didn't know what happened in Jianghuai City after they left.

The two were riding a horse each, and the horse under their crotch was riding against the wind at an extremely fast speed.

Running and running, getting farther and farther away from the ground, unexpectedly came to above the sea of ​​clouds.

"Daoist, the horse you drew is a heavenly horse! It can fly against the wind like a fairy."

Riding on the back of a black horse, the sleeves and hem of the Daoist Changchun Taoist robe were rattling by the strong wind around him. The Taoist Changchun shouted to Chen Yuan who was riding on the white horse in front.

"The two horses that Pindao just drew are indeed not ordinary horses. They can fly against the wind, which Pindao can't imagine."

Chen Yuan heard Changchun Taoist's voice behind him, and he turned around to respond to Changchun Taoist.

"The Taoist priest is afraid that he is not far away from becoming an immortal."

The Changchun Taoist was amazed.

If the other party is not about to become a fairy, how can he draw a Pegasus flying against the wind?
Let him, a mortal and veteran, follow suit, and even experience the experience that only immortals can fly against the wind.

"Chen Yuan, with the heavenly horse you drew, wouldn't we be able to ride the horse you drew wherever we want to go in the future?"

After being taken into Chen Yuan's arms just now, Xue Niang, who was squatting on Chen Yuan's shoulder along Chen Yuan's arm, also looked excitedly at Yun Haidao around her.

Like Changchun Taoist, it is also the first time to experience this kind of experience of flying against the wind that has never been seen before.

"It's not that simple!"

Chen Yuan looked around, the sea of ​​clouds drifting past them from time to time, he shook his head and said.

"I was able to draw this kind of Pegasus flying in the wind because I was so blessed. After studying painting for more than a month, the skill of drawing horses has reached its peak. But just now I have a lot of new insights in my heart. After the formation of this "Twin Horses Picture", I don't know if I can draw it later!"

Chen Yuan explained to Xueniang.

There is absolutely no problem in drawing an ordinary horse and using the technique of moving the brush to make it come true.

But to draw a pegasus like the crotch, which can fly against the wind, a bit of luck is involved, and it is not 100% successful.

"Riding a Pegasus horse is much better than riding that gray donkey, but it's a pity you can only ride it once."

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, Xueniang sighed.

"Hold on to my shoulders, and be careful not to fall. This is above the nine heavens. If you fall, no one can save you."

Chen Yuan didn't think this was a problem, he reminded Xue Niang.

Since he was able to draw the first picture of two horses, as long as he spends some time, he will definitely be able to draw the second picture of two horses. It's just a matter of time.

Chen Yuan's words startled Xueniang, thinking that they are now in the high-altitude sea of ​​clouds where young souls can reach, and if they fall, they will end up in pieces. Xueniang was frightened so that her face turned pale, and her four claws firmly grasped After taking off Chen Yuan's Taoist robe, he didn't dare to say anything more.

After Chen Yuan reminded Xue Niang, he rode on the horse and quietly looked at the sea of ​​clouds around him.

The last time he was in this high-altitude sea of ​​clouds was when his master Lu Yan took him to Jiushi Mountain and asked Mr. Xiyi to be a witness and crown him.

In less than a year, he was able to rely on himself and soar above the sea of ​​clouds.

……

Two celestial horses, one white and one black, galloped past in the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Yuan rode a white horse under him, admiring the unique scenery above the sea of ​​clouds.

Although it was not the first time for Chen Yuan to stand on the sea of ​​clouds, facing the vast and boundless sea of ​​clouds, every time Chen Yuan saw it, he felt a special feeling in his heart.

This time, I rode for a full two hours, and even the sun in the sky was about to set.

The two heavenly horses, one white and one black, landed on the clouds.

The two horses, one white and one black, landed on a rolling hill with clouds and mist covering the top of the hill.

Surrounded by endless cliffs and mountains, there is no way out.

Faintly ahead, one can see a magnificent and luxurious mansion standing on the cliff with trees against it.

There are continuous houses and towering pavilions. There is one pavilion at five steps and one pavilion at ten steps. Dragons and phoenixes are carved between the pavilions and pavilions. The houses are built against the mountain, occupying a small half of the cliff.

It is really hard to imagine, who would actually build such a luxurious mansion in this barren hill with inconvenient transportation.

Not long after Chen Yuan and the others descended from the clouds, a small old man in black clothes opened the gate of Zhu Hong's mansion and walked out.

"May I ask sir, where is this place?"

Seeing someone coming out of the mansion, after Chen Yuan got off his horse, he went up to salute the person and asked him.

"This is the Huanhou Mansion in Wushan, Shu."

Facing Chen Yuan's question, the old man was not arrogant, and answered Chen Yuan.

"Huanhou Mansion, Wushan, Shudi!"

Before Chen Yuan could speak, he dismounted after Chen Yuan dismounted and put the little yellow dog on the ground. The Changchun Taoist who had just stood upright exclaimed.

"Two hours ago, we were still in Jianghuai City, the prefecture of Chuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River!"

The Changchun Taoist was amazed.

In just two hours, they had gone from the easternmost point of Dayong to the westernmost point thousands of miles away.

"Don't be joking, the two Taoists. This is the land of Shu. Even if you ride a horse, you can't even get out of a county in two hours. How can you travel thousands of miles from the capital of Chuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River to Wushan in the land of Shu? !"

The old man didn't believe it.

Changchun Taoist also felt unbelievable.

They traveled thousands of miles in two hours, from the south of the Yangtze River to the land of Shu. Putting those BMWs that are said to travel thousands of miles a day, and these two heavenly horses in front of them, there is no comparison at all.

Moreover, most of the BMWs that travel thousands of miles a day and [-] nights are rumors.

Horses need to recover their strength to drive. Few BMWs can really drive continuously for a day and a night, covering thousands of miles.

But these two black horses and white horses ran from the easternmost point of Dayong to the westernmost point in two hours, and they traveled thousands of miles a day!
It can already be called a journey to the North Sea and Mu Cangwu.

But thinking about the identities of these two horses, they were drawn by Chen Yuan with the technique of making the painting come true, Changchun Taoist felt relieved after thinking about it.

Seeing that the old man didn't believe it, and Chen Yuan didn't explain it, he saluted the old man: "Thank you just now, old man, for telling the truth."

While speaking, he was about to turn around and ride back to Jianghuai City.

But the moment he turned around, his arm was grabbed by the old man.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

Chen Yuan was a little puzzled, and turned to ask the old man in black.

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to call Mr. Old Servant. The old servant is just a servant. You are my master's distinguished guest. Calling him Mr. Old Servant will offend Old Servant."

The old man in black looked at Chen Yuan and said with a smile.

Only then did Chen Yuan realize that the identity of the black-clothed old man in front of him was actually just a servant.

"VIP?"

Chen Yuan looked a little puzzled.

He doesn't know the owner of the other party at all, okay?
How did he become the honored guest in the mouth of the black-clothed old man in front of him!

"The Taoist priest didn't know something. When the Taoist priest just arrived at the door, my master had a feeling. He said that a distinguished guest came today and ordered the old servant to come out to greet him. After the old servant came out, he saw two Taoist priests, two Daoist Priest is naturally my master's distinguished guest."

The old man in black explained to Chen Yuan.

After Chen Yuan knew the reason, he didn't immediately agree to the other party. He frowned and looked at the arm held by the old servant in black.

The old servant in black smiled and let go, and Chen Yuan walked up to Taoist Changchun.

"Guanzhu, does the imperial court have a prince named Huanhou?"

Chen Yuan asked Changchun Taoist.

He felt that the place where their horses fell was right next to the Huanhou's mansion, and the black-clothed old servant sent by Huanhou also opened the door when their horses fell.

And who would build such a magnificent and luxurious mansion on the cliff of this deep mountain?
This is simply not something that mortal power can do.

So Chen Yuan was going to ask Changchun Taoist first about the situation of this Marquis Huan.

Changchun Taoist, as the official Taoist Qingyang Temple, must have some understanding of the situation of some princes in the court.

Who knew that the Changchun Taoist had a confused look on his face: "Master Daoist, there is no one in the imperial court with the title of Marquis Huan?"

After the Changchun Taoist contemplated for a while, his eyes brightened and he said: "If there is really a Marquis Huan, it is Su Huan who made great contributions to the court and was named Marquis Huan during the Dakang court three dynasties ago. Marquis Huan, but that was already a thousand years ago."

Chen Yuan was thoughtful when he heard the words, since that Marquis Su Huan was a person thousands of years ago, what happened to the mansion of Marquis Huan and the old servant in black who was sent by Marquis Huan to invite him to be a guest in the mansion.

Could it be that the ghost of Huanhou was the one who invited him to be a guest in the Hou's mansion?

"By the way, Daoist, shortly after this Marquis Huan died of a serious illness, he was conferred the title of Zhenjun Wulie by the emperor of the Dakang court at that time. At that time, Marquis Huan's hometown and his former fief had all Many people believed in this Marquis Huan and erected temple statues for him."

"Later, this Marquis Huan was prosperous during the Dajing Dynasty, and his temples spread all over the country. However, during the Dayong Dynasty of this dynasty, Marquis Huan's beliefs have decreased a lot. There are only a few people in a few places. I still believe in this Marquis Huan."

"Among them, Wushan Mansion in the Shu region is the hometown of this Marquis Huan. Nowadays, there are only a few places in the world that still believe in True Lord Wu Lie."

Taoist Changchun seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said to Chen Yuan.

After his death, he was conferred as a god by the emperor of the dynasty!

When Chen Yuan heard the words, a light flashed in his eyes, and he had an insight into the truth of the matter.

That is to say, the Marquis Huan who invited him at this time is most likely the Marquis Huan who was conferred the title of Marquis Wulie thousands of years ago.

Seeing Chen Yuan and Taoist Changchun discussing the identity of his own master, the old servant in black didn't stop him, but stood in front of Huanhou's mansion, looking at the two with a smile.

Now that you know the identity of the other party, there is nothing to worry about.

Chen Yuan walked up to the old servant in black again: "Please lead the way." Then Chen Yuan asked the other party: "I just don't know, what should we do with the two horses we brought?"

"The two priests wait for a while, and the two horses will be taken care of by the old servant."

The old man in black responded to Chen Yuandao.

Then he took the reins of the black horse and the white horse, and pulled them into Huanhou Mansion behind him.

The black horse and the white horse did not resist either, and obediently followed the old man in black into Huanhou's mansion amidst the sound of hoofbeats.

"Daoist, the old servant said that Marquis Huan invited you to be a guest. Could it be that Marquis Huan is the Marquis Huan of the Dakang Dynasty thousands of years ago?"

When the old man in black led the horse to leave, the Taoist of Changchun walked up to Chen Yuan and looked at the Huanhou Mansion with only one door open. The Hou Mansion has become a man-eating ghost house.

"My lord, don't worry."

Chen Yuan shook his head and said.

"The Marquis Huan who invited the poor man is most likely the Marquis Su Huan from thousands of years ago, but he is not a thousand-year-old ghost, he should be a god."

Chen Yuan comforted Changchun Taoist.

"God?"

The Changchun Taoist was puzzled.

As a Taoist priest, he also knew some news about the gods.

Know that there are gods in the sky, and ghosts and gods in the world, as well as earth gods such as mountain gods and river gods.

However, after the death of Marquis Su Huan, he was conferred by the emperor at that time as a righteous god like Zhenjun Wulie. Can he really become a god?

"Yes, gods. In addition to the gods of the upper world, after the death of the people in the world, there are ghosts and gods who are enshrined as city gods and land gods, as well as other gods who have enlightened mountains and river gods. There are also gods similar to Su Huan. A god of personality like Hou, after the other party was conferred as a god by the human emperor at that time, and later worshiped by the people, he should have already become a righteous god."

Chen Yuan explained to Changchun Taoist.

Chen Yuan even felt that the other party, as True Monarch Wu Lie, might be a righteous god with strong strength.

He is no weaker than the locust god he met when he first arrived in Jianghuai City, and even a lot stronger.

"So that's the case. Since this is the case, the old Taoist is relieved."

After Chen Yuan's explanation, Changchun Taoist was relieved.

Knowing that the other party is a god, not a ghost who has lived for a thousand years, Changchun Taoist felt a lot more relaxed.

Although the gods are not accessible to ordinary people, they are much more reassuring than an old ghost who has lived for a thousand years.

"Don't worry, even if that Su Huanhou is really a thousand-year-old ghost, his poor way is enough to protect the temple master."

Chen Yuan comforted Changchun Taoist.

He is not necessarily the opponent of that Su Huanhou.

But he has the summoning spell in his hand, if he can't beat it, he can shake people!

While Chen Yuan was talking with the Changchun Taoist, the old servant in black led the horse in, and not long after, he went out again to guide Chen Yuan and the two of them.

"Two priests, please follow this old servant."

The old servant in black laughed.

Chen Yuan and Changchun Taoist followed the old servant in black and entered this magnificent and luxurious mansion built on the cliff.

It was dusk now, and the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky had disappeared, because it was surrounded by mountains, the Huanhou Mansion was even darker.

But after entering, Chen Yuan and Taoist Changchun discovered that in the entire Huanhou mansion, there were groups of maids and servants walking around the mansion with lanterns, lighting the candlestick lanterns standing everywhere in the mansion.

It didn't take long for the entire Huanhou Mansion to be illuminated like daylight by lit candlesticks and lanterns.

"Old man, is Marquis Huan holding a banquet tonight?"

Chen Yuan asked the old servant in black.

Ever since he walked into the Huanhou mansion, Chen Yuan once looked up to the heights.

I saw that in the highest house of Huanhou's mansion, many figures could be vaguely seen illuminated by lamps and candles on the walls of the house, forming a scene of intertwined figures.

In addition, you can also hear the melodious sound of sizhuqin and zither intermittently.

"That's right. My master was good at martial arts, but he was illiterate. He was a rough man. He won the title of Marquis Huan only by killing enemies on the battlefield and making military exploits. After his death, he liked to read, and he liked scholars very much. In five years, well-known scholars from all over Dayong will be invited here to test each other at the banquet, and if the other party is appreciated by my master, he will be able to get the treasure and romance from my master."

"As for whether they can grasp it, it depends on the scholars themselves."

While leading the way on the stone ladder in front, the old servant in black smiled and explained to Chen Yuan.

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