Chronicles of Heaven

In the west of Yudu, it is also 180,000 miles, and it is also a mountain.

The majestic mountain where the Honglian Temple is located is incomparable. It seems that the heavens are different from each other. The mountains of this mountain are gentle and soft, and the peaks are like the most beautiful curves on the girl’s body. Stretching to the horizon.

Each mountain peak is green and full of all kinds of exotic flowers and plants. The towering ancient trees are densely packed together. Numerous vines are parasitic on the ancient wood. Countless large and colorful colorful birds laugh and nest in the nest. , interested in chasing and playing.

There is water between the peaks.

Or 蜿蜒 岖 岖, or mighty, or gentle and docile, or rushing as an arrow.

All kinds of flowing water, but all the waters that the mortal world can imagine, appear in this mountain.

At the water's edge, there are strange stones, high and low, fat and thin, or round and plump, or bumpy and sturdy, all kinds of colors, the same is the creation of heaven and earth.

There are various colors of Chilan in the stone.

In the flow of water, in the strange stones along the water, only the orchids of various colors are quiet and elegant.

In the air, the fragrant orchid fragrance follows the flowing water, and with the mountain wind, the light fluttering is far and wide.

Flowing water, there are different materials, different shapes, long or short, or wide or narrow bridges. All the bridges are made up of mountains and waters. They are naturally natural. Everything in the heavens and the earth is integrated. If you are careless, even if you walk around, it is difficult to find on the water. There is such a beautiful bridge.

Every bridge has a road paved with slate, stone and stone.

The roads are wide or narrow, sturdy, or flat and straight. In short, every road is unique. Every stone, every stone, every stone is unique.

Together, these elements make these roads become sultry, and the beauty is beautiful.

Between the soft and beautiful peaks, the same elegant, book-like pavilions are scattered and scattered. Numerous wearing white gowns, wearing white high crowns, waist sabre, even the scabbard are snow white men and women exchanges, everyone is calm and generous, with a son can not tell the free and easy.

Here, it is the White Lotus Palace, one of the three great guardian gods of the Sui Dynasty.

Crossing a group of people under the ancient trees to read the classics, the white lotus palace disciples on the rocks, a strange shape, like a ivory white tower suddenly picked out from the mountains.

The curved ivory tower is nearly 100 stories high. The curve is soft and beautiful. The tower is layered on the tower. It is engraved with stories of persuasion and persuasion.

At the top of the ivory tower, dozens of white old people sit or stand in the hall, or walk around, or stand behind the fence and look into the distance.

More than a dozen large paintings were arranged in a row. There were white old people who made paintings and writings. Some people commented on the feet and laughed.

There are also a few chessboards, some are playing, and some people are on the sidelines, causing disputes.

Others have propped up a charcoal stove in the corner of the hall, boiled water to make tea, and it is a joy.

Others simply don't know where to eat the old wine. Now they roll up their bags and use them as pillows, and curl up under the bookshelf.

In short, dozens of white old people are unrestrained, naturally natural, free to do whatever they want, on this highest ivory tower.

Until, a middle-aged man in a white gown was so sad that he climbed up the steep stairs and coughed heavily: "The teachers, the white deer, the white crane, the white scorpion, the three brothers, sent back jointly. The fire broke the letter."

Dozens of white old men stopped their movements at the same time. Even the old man in white who was crouching under the bookshelf opened his eyes and sat up silently. He stared straight at the white clothes of the letter.

A man with long hair, pale gray, graceful and graceful, and even a lion-like violent temperament, put down the large size of his arm and slowly wiped the white towel next to the painting. The maintenance is like a girl's generally delicate white hand, and he asks lowly: "What can you gain after going out for so few years?"

In the middle of the white, he smiled lightly and shook his head: "I found some big islands and small land masses, and found some 'new Lingbao' that was re-born by the gas of the heavens and the earth after the re-condensation of the mainland.... These are nothing. Great harvest."

Dozens of white old men snorted at the same time, and each of them reached out and pointed to the middle of white.

The old man who just spoke coldly said: "If you only find some islands, small land masses, and only find some 'new Lingbao' that is worth nothing, will you be squinting together? What else is important? ?"

The white-haired middle-aged smiled: "The teachers are really looking like a torch. You can't beat you."

Shaking his hand in a piece of jade, the white meditation sinks: "They found a huge land mass, it is the Western demon country, the legendary Western powers... According to some of the elders of the Yi people, the wind When they said that the place where the Fuxi Kingdom is located... Hey, the country is now known as the Wu State, and its territory is generally produced every year, but his people’s population is a hundred times that of my dynasty. the above……"

When I paused, the middle-aged white man emphasized: "At least a hundred times or more, perhaps hundreds of times the population of my Sui Dynasty, I don't know."

Shaking his head, Baifu middle-aged exclaimed: "The three younger brothers are more clearly marked. The ethnic group of the Wu State is extremely rich. In the alienation that I have been extinct in the Sui Dynasty, all kinds of ethnic groups are afraid of being complete."

Dozens of white old men's eyes have become extremely deep, and the various colors are twinkling. They have a great temperament on their heads, and they turn into a river across the Yangtze River.

"So, very good, white deer, can they get it?" A gentleman who was born with a soft breath, like a handsome girl in the 28th girl, asked softly.

"Defeated... Qingfeng of the Qinglian Temple, the Vatican of the Honglian Temple, they are also there. The breeze must have moved their hands and feet, forcing the three younger brothers to gamble on the ownership of the Wu State. The three younger brothers did not check... ""

The middle-aged man in white is not too slow to say: "The three younger brothers sent a letter back, it is a claim for the teacher's door... They made an oath to the Qinglian view of the true swearing sage, it is impossible to renew any thoughts on the Wu Kingdom. It’s up."

The old man who is as powerful as the lion is screaming deeply: "I swear by the sages? Qinglian has a big money... But, indeed, the Wu State is worth our effort."

After a moment of indulgence, the old man smiled and said: "You can't let the white deer swear by them, so let's take a closer look at the intelligence of the country. We will consider it."

The middle-aged man in white should have a voice, one by one, and he once told the information of Wu Guo and Wu Tie.