Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm: Ming Jian Pavilion
Mingjian Pavilion, ten or five miles to the north of Wuheyouzhi Township, above the cliffs towering over the ravines, among the sauerkraut and lilies. More than fifty li to the east of it is the former You Temple of Jin Zhanghua. The old chronicle "Lang Huan Ji" records: "In the Tang Dynasty, Taizong and Wei Zhengjun and his ministers visited Zhang Hua, and it was named because of this. After the Buddha was prospered, several pine and cypress trees were planted on the top of the mountain. Between the floors and the dangerous place, the natives were called Zhuangbao Mountain because of their name. Later, Li Qiao lived in seclusion here, and there was a clear lesson, so he followed it. Later, due to the chaos of the Yuan Dynasty, Yi Shizhen lived in hiding, hiding in a shelf. , called himself Langhuan Blessed Land." On the seventh day of the month of Jiashen, Yu Kai's single shadow began to be created. When I look at this mountain, it is winding and continuous, and I don’t know how many thousands of miles away. Zhufeng contacted Jie Cui, competing for the best, and standing close to each other, tens of millions. The highest, especially the one where Mingjian Pavilion is located.
It is the five drums of the night, when Yu Yu and Shan and Shu Erjun meet the immortals at the Lotus Flower Pavilion. The next day, a stone's throw west of the Chuihong Bridge, there was a poem by the predecessor Le Li Qiao Mingjian. Because near it, there is a high-level Huating, and the monument of Li Qiao's poems is on its door, and it is called Mingjian Pavilion.
The completion of Mingjian Pavilion, Yu Riri and Shadow Shanjun, Mingming Shujun, swim in the morning, return at night, and sing and lie in it.
The next day, I suddenly dreamed of Dongye and asked him to meet Yuyang Mountain's people and Wang Bo's four beauties. Rewards. The first thing I need to do is to have a meeting, and sometimes I feel it, one is a good time, two is a famous person, and three is a famous person." Xingfu and Shan Jun were in the dark, and Shu Jun borrowed chopsticks to raise money, because in the place three miles west of Oufeng Pavilion, he camped Wanghai Tower, and on the mountain behind Songfeng Pavilion, he built a temple to worship the moon. On the day when the building was completed, the sky was clear, the air was clear, and the wind was gentle. Suddenly, there was a visit from the evening breeze and the dust, and the monarchs were drunk and singing. Yu Sutu is blunt, his words are contemptuous and clumsy, and his poems are incapable of doing things. The couplet said:
At the time of the rainy season, the reflection is reflected outside the Wanghai Tower, the sun is setting on the green hills, and the mist and water are in the vastness.
When the moon is bright and windy, I enjoy the coolness of the evening on the temple of worshipping the moon, the kap rocks and the snow, and the forests and ravines are like the thoughts of many Liu Zongyuan flying birds.
It's night, the food and core are mixed, the cups and plates are messed up, and the pillows of friends are scattered in the Wanghai Tower. Yu Zhenyi stood up and patrolled outside the Temple of the Moon. Alas, the emptiness of Taixu is a blue sky, the mountains are thousands of miles away, the vast expanse of the sky is splendid, and there are no complex clouds to embellish it.
The mountain wind suddenly picked up and the high cold couldn't help. After tossing and turning, I returned, but I heard Shan Ying's snoring like thunder and shaking the bed of Weng's quinoa. I couldn't sleep at night.