Jingmen Mountain.

The overlapping peaks are like a screen.

On the treetops of the peaks, there seem to be colorful clouds hanging one after another.

It looks like it will be a while to climb again.

However, there are countless mountains under Li Ping'an's feet, one more is not too many, and one less is not much.

Before climbing the mountain, Li Pingan began to re-weave straw sandals.

The original straw sandals are already broken, and it is estimated that I will not be able to hold on to the halfway up the mountain.

Just then a strong wind blew up in the mountains.

Two streamers, one red and one purple, streaked across the air.

Looking carefully, there are two young men walking with swords.

Both of them were wearing green shirts.

The light color can bring out the extraordinary of the two of them.

The person on the left has a long sword stuck behind his back, and the red tassel of the sword flutters in the wind.

Holding a girl whose face was pale from fright, she laughed loudly.

"I'll ask you one last time, would you like to be my hand warmer?"

The girl was trembling and unable to speak, "I...I am willing..."

"too late."

As soon as the man let go, the girl fell from the air.

Accompanied by the screams of girls.

Li Pingan put his arms on the ground, and the whole person soared into the sky.

He grabbed the girl who fell from the sky, and fell lightly to the ground.

"Stop calling."

The girl was still shaking and looked at Li Pingan in horror.

Zhang Song looked up at the two young men and snorted.

"Where did these two fools come from, don't they know that the sky above Jingmen Mountain is a no-fly zone?"

Before the words were finished, two bright rainbows hung down from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a ravine with a length of more than ten meters and a depth of nearly one meter appeared on the ground.

The bodies of two people were buried in the ravine, they were the young people who were arrogant in the air just now.

At this moment, they have become two corpses that can no longer speak.

Zhang Song glanced at him, "He died unjustly, since he knew the rules of Jingmen Mountain and dared to be so presumptuous, there must be someone behind him.

It can be seen that the usual style of doing things is arrogant and domineering, relying on someone to support him.

Only this time, I'm afraid their sect or family will not even let a fart go. "

Li Pingan felt the fierce aura, and he didn't know who was capable of making the move.

Sure enough, it's better to be low-key in life, as these two people are talking about shit.

Li Ping put down the girl in his arms.

The girl was about eleven or twelve years old, with an oval face and two braids.

A pair of big eyes, looks sweet and beautiful.

Although she is still childish, her figure is well developed, no less than that of an adult woman.

No wonder one of them asked her to be a hand warmer.

The girl gave Li Pingan a blessing in a decent manner, "Thank you, son."

The little face has not recovered its color yet.

The girl's name is Xiaojun, and she was originally a maidservant of a son.

As a result, on the way to Zhenyao Pass with the young master, he was robbed by these two people.

Fortunately, the two were extremely arrogant and received retribution.

And Li Ping'an helped him, so he survived the catastrophe.

.........

Li Pingan asked Xiaojun where he was going next.

Xiaojun said that he was going to Zhenyaoguan to find the son, so he happened to be on the way with Li Pingan.

Li Pingan made an extra pair of straw sandals.

"With these shoes, I don't feel tired when climbing mountains."

Xiaojun took the straw sandals and looked at the brocade and satin shoes on his feet.

The slender feet are paired with exquisite shoes with raised toes, and they also match the color of the clothes.

Look at this pair of sandals again....

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaojun glanced cautiously at Li Pingan's eyes.

I knew he couldn't see, so I didn't wear straw sandals.

But I didn't throw it away, but hung it on my waist

Although Li Pingan noticed it, he didn't say anything.

Just treat it as ignorant.

After climbing the mountain for a while, I walked dozens of steps.

Xiao Jun felt like there was a heavy object tied to his feet.

With every step, there is a feeling of heaviness.

All the way with the young master, they are all in a luxurious carriage.

Where have I climbed such a steep mountain road.

While resting, Jun accidentally touched the straw sandals around his waist.

Only then did he quickly put on the straw sandals.

After wearing the straw sandals, apart from a little pinching, it didn't give people any discomfort.

On the contrary, it feels relieved, and there is no need to run in at all.

It was also a lot easier to climb up the mountain road.

Xiao Jun smiled and said, "My lord, your straw sandals are so good that you can sell them."

But a pair of straw sandals can't change anything.

Most of the time, Xiaojun can only sit on the old cow.

The corners of the old cow's mouth curled up slightly.

I am used to carrying rough guys on my back, so it was a little shy to carry a little girl after a lot of effort.

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.........

The top of Jingmen Mountain, the top of a lonely peak.

Surrounded by mountains, there are mountains beyond the mountains.

There is a waterfall, like a jade dragon hundreds of feet long, soaring into the sky and into the abyss.

Like a road leading to the sky, the clouds and mist are transpiring.

Looking into the distance, deep in the shade, there is an ancient temple.

Blue tiles and red walls are dotted among them.

Buddhist ancient temple "White Horse Temple"

......

In the east of Baima Temple, there is a "Spring and Autumn Pavilion"

Built on the mountain, it is magnificent.

It is built with green bamboo, and it is backed by a lone peak.

It is a Taoist temple.

.....

Looking west, there is an antique pavilion with a simple and unique shape.

A plaque hangs on the eaves of the pavilion, and the four characters "Wenchang Academy" are written on it.

The font is vigorous and powerful, and it looks like it came from the hands of a famous artist.

It is a Confucian academy.

The Three Sects guard the only way from Jingmen Mountain to Zhenyao Pass.

The children of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism passed by here.

According to the rules, you have to walk the corresponding road, and each family goes to the ancient temples, temples, and academies of each family.

There is also a spacious road, which is prepared for hundreds of monks and casual cultivators.

Zhang Song was talking eloquently with a weed in his mouth.

Li Pingan and Xiaojun listened silently.

Zhang Song said: "Brother came here last time, it was very beautiful.

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism all invited me to follow their ways, which can be said to be a collection of thousands of favors, but I am a maverick~"

Xiaojun blinked, and asked cutely: "Then you were so good before, why are you down now?"

Zhang Song waved his hand, "Go, you little kid, what do you know.

Remember, don't talk much when you go to Zhenyao Pass, otherwise you will be easily beaten. "

Xiaojun flinched and ran to Li Pingan's side.

Zhang Song walked with strides, which could be seen.

When he arrived at Zhenyao Pass, he was really happy.

Touching the sword behind him, he smiled, "Brother, we are almost there."

Li Pingan also whispered to Lao Niu: "Lao Niu, we are really here."

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