Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 408: I’ve seen the fairy mountain, just a few minutes away
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Where is Penglai?
Perhaps Li Yishan has pointed out the way for the world in his poems, but it is regarded as a good chapter of chanting love. It has been broken down and studied word by word, but he has not thought about it. Perhaps that famous sentence is actually the original meaning?
How can there be so much derivative meaning... Lin Luoran's eyes turned, staring at the crack in the sky that leaked a little light.
For a few breaths, Qingluan came out of the crack again. The gorgeous tail feathers shed a little bit of starlight, lighting up the night of Shencheng.
When its entire figure emerged from the crack, Lin Luoran realized that it was dragging a magnificent jade-colored carriage, flying in circles in the sky. The music of the ensemble of the flute and the strings sounded, and several brightly dressed female fairies sat in front of the car, playing flutes, or playing the piano, with a variety of gestures, beautiful and gorgeous, and a smile and a smile are not like what is in the world. Stunning.
Most civilians were afraid to look straight, and occasionally the bold big-headed soldier took a sneak peek, and was blushing with the dignified posture of the independence of the world.
It is a completely different beauty from Fairy Chen. Those who have sneaked a glance secretly marvel at it, but in comparison, they still prefer this familiar fairy.
Lin Luoran has long since paid no attention to the thoughts of the sentient beings under her feet, and she is full of sourness and excitement at the moment.
Suddenly I remembered a famous phrase I learned when I was young--they looked for him thousands of times, suddenly looking back, the man was in a dimly lit place. The situation is not right, the object of lyricism is also controversial, but the feeling of sudden enlightenment is generally not bad.
The cyan Luan bird swooped down, dragged a big gorgeous carriage, circling around Lin Luoran, and when he passed by, Lin Luoran could clearly see the eyelashes trembling of a few women playing music, and what came from them belonged to The fragrance of flowers.
They have exquisite eyebrows, they are fully devoted to the beauty, and they don't care about Lin Luoran, but the carriage is always circling around her.
The Qing Luan, who had separated from Sang Yi's eyebrows, dragged the gorgeous and wide carriage, and refused to leave by Lin Luoran's side. It is precisely because of this that even though the women playing music had no words, Lin Luoran still felt that this was inviting her to go up. Behind the crack, it was the Penglai fairy mountain that she had been pursuing for more than ten years. Lin Luoran had a strong intuition!
Stand up, stand up, just like a dream, she couldn't help but lift her foot into the carriage.
It's like stepping on a ball of cotton, soft and not working hard. Lin Luoran stood on the edge of the car and couldn't help but look around. Outside Shencheng were respectful believers. They probably thought that Lin Luoran was going to leave and return to places like Tiangong, so they made such a big mess. movement.
Only the Seventh Prince Sang Yi who came with him, barely struggled from the ground, touched the burning sensation between his eyebrows, and remained silent.
Only he knew that Lin Luoran did not return to a certain place, but found Penglai.
He remembered the old books he had read in the Royal Cold Palace when he was young. There are three immortal mountains overseas, Penglai, the abbot, and Yingzhou. The blue bird is the queen’s messenger and can come and go freely from all walks of life. The book that was deliberately released to comfort him, after all, he only read it once, and then he couldn't find it.
But why do you believe it?
Perhaps subconsciously he wants to prove that the birthmark on the eyebrows is the incarnation of auspiciousness, not the bad luck in the palace?
Later, he checked the classics and finally asked him to find this nearby Shencheng. Even so, Sang Yi never thought that one day he would really see Qingluan leading the way.
The indifference and hostility suffered in life for more than 20 years seems to have finally let out a sigh of frustration at this moment.
Despite the sharp pain in the eyebrows and the excitement in his heart, his face is still enveloped by peace.
Sang Fei, the seventh prince of Penglai, who has a cool nature, has a gentle look in her eyes. Ximei, who has lost her mother, holds her younger brother's hand close to him. The little girl looks into the sky and cries like a hungry kitten.
The child's emotions are the most sensitive, and she knows that "Sister Lin" is about to leave.
What to do in the future? Ximei was at a loss, she could only hold her younger brother's hand tightly.
Sang Yi's heart moved. It is indeed a bit lonely to live alone in the Prince's Mansion. If you add two members, it should be more lively, right?
……
There was a crowd of believers at the foot. When Lin Luoran sat firmly, Qing Luan snorted, and without a trace, he forgot to glance at the tiny human who had been embodied for more than 20 years, and turned and flew towards the crack in the sky.
The brilliance like sparks, the moment engulfed by cracks, illuminates the faintly visible pavilions.
Shanlan floating in the clouds, but there is Penglai, a real fairy?
The carriage is wide, and finally because of the gains and losses in my heart, I didn't feel comfortable in my anxiety. There was a glare of white light, Qing Luan tried hard, and dragged the carriage through the crack.
The darkness was left behind by Yaoyao. When Lin Luoran opened his eyes again, he saw the unquenchable light.
The high mountains, deep into the clouds, the undefeated flowers and green willows, and the exquisite corners of the house that were accidentally glimpsed on the mountainside. If you don't pay attention to your feet, this is an ordinary tourist attraction in the world, right?
The music has stopped, and the carriage stopped on a Feiyu platform of unknown material.
Qingluan has disappeared. Lin Luoran stood on the carriage and looked out. The whole mountain is suspended in the air. Here is a place that doesn’t touch the sky or sticks to the ground. The Feiyu platform is the only one with the fairy mountain. The connecting place is a pumice path.
The winding path stretches to the end of the white mist.
Lin Luoran observed the magnetic levitation rough stone that violated common sense in the treasure hunt movie, but did not immediately set foot on it.
Because she discovered that the woman who played music before became a human-shaped pottery figurine with a height of only two inches. Whether she was holding a piano and holding Xiao, she was exquisite and lifelike, but she was not a real person at all.
Lin Luoran hesitated for a while, and picked up several pottery figurines.
Looking up close, no matter the face, posture, or even the touch of the skin, they are no different from a real person. She had only thought that they were so beautiful that they were a little ethereal and ethereal, but she really didn't see that they were actually dolls.
She found it interesting, but she was about to put it down regardless of whether she was acting well, when one of the floating stones floated to her. Lin Luoran was distracted and stepped up cautiously.
The floating stone is like a bus, slowly floating towards the end of the white mist, walking on a predetermined track in mid-air, steady and slow.
Uh, the pottery figurines are still pinched in her hands!
Lin Luo then realized that he wanted to put the pottery figurines back. When he looked back at the Feiyu platform, it was already hidden in the white mist, and even the eyes of Qingming couldn't see the way.
She didn't try to do her best, trying to challenge the immortal's ability with the cultivation of the alchemy stage, so she temporarily held a few female music pottery figurines in her hands, followed the pumice stone, and looked at the fairy mountain in front of her.
The distance is getting closer, and the scenery has been drawn much closer. The end of the white mist turned out to be a small stone road with a rugged welcoming pine on the left and right. The variety was ordinary, but it was an old monster who didn't know how old it was?
Lin Luoran saw the old pine path and felt that the suspended stone beard would come to an end for a while, but he almost stood on the stone until he fell asleep.
Hey, after walking for so long, the distance doesn't seem to change at all?
Lin Luoran was depressed. She wanted to find out the time it took to shut down for a long time to see the time, but found that the electronic clock did not go away anymore.
In the space, Huofeng narrowed his eyes and muttered: "It's just a few minutes away...The emperor now believes that there are immortals in this mountain."