Then, every time I go to Xianqi Cliff, the god of Zhangshan would feel that there were some changes on the cliff.

Sometimes there are a few more buildings, but they disappeared when they went there one time. It seems that although Fang Shangxian was leisurely on the cliff, he did not sit or lie down all day, but did not stop working. The god Zhang Shan also asked about this, and Fang Chang only said that he was bored to do something.

In recent times, he also saw Fang Shangxian building a elixir furnace and was opening the furnace to refine the alchemy.

When the two of them played chess, the god Zhang Shan also told Fang Shangxian about his progress in contacting the gods in the world. Sometimes he would get some suggestions, which were often very good. However, he went to the cliff to find Fang Shangxian to play chess, and said that what he usually did was to relieve the fatigue caused by heavy business, and did not go to ask for advice.

Because he was busy with contact, the god Zhang Shan was not as good as Fang Chang in the world, so the two of them exchanged what happened in the world.

After writing another letter, the mountain god Zhang Chun moved his neck, then folded the letter into a paper crane in three or five, blew his breath, and threw it out. The paper crane left his hand and became a little more agile in an instant. It flapped its wings and flew into the distance.

This move was a way Zhang Chun asked for from Xianqi Cliff, which greatly reduced his workload. However, he could not do the same level as the square long, and needed to be stacked more meticulously, and the spells applied on it were only one way.

Just as he was pulling out the letter paper and was about to write a new letter, the god Zhang Shan suddenly raised his head and looked outside.

Someone calls himself, and he is an acquaintance.

Since the story of pangolins spread many years ago, this small mountain temple in the mountains has been in short supply. Because passers-by come here to worship for many years, the path from the official road to here was trampled very wide and solid. Later, due to the mud on rainy days, someone raised money and grain to pave stone slabs on the road to the mountain, and expanded the mountain temple again.

There are temple blessings here, and occasionally passers-by shelter from the rain or stay in the hotel. Two years ago, there were two more residents, who pledged some fields nearby and set up stalls to do business for pilgrims, which seemed to be developing.

The god Zhang Shan walked outside and looked at it, and became happy in an instant.

It turned out that under the pines outside, there was a young man standing. It was Hu Yun who had been away from Yunzhongshan for a long time. He was still wearing orange-red clothes, carrying a load, and taking his wife next to him. After many years of going down the mountain, Hu Yun's appearance did not change much, but he had a beard and his expression became more steady.

"Uncle Zhang!" Hu Yun came forward immediately when he saw Zhang Chun, and his wife Song Yao next to him also came forward to greet him.

"Come in and sit in, where are the children?" Zhang Chun quickly brought them into the mansion, took out the spiritual tea from Fang Chang's side of Xianqi cliff, and prepared to brew it with boiling water. Because he was busy every day, the stove here of Zhang Shanshen kept burning hot water. He liked to use a lot of broken tea to make pots of strong tea and drink it while working.

"I went to Xingqing Mansion to study." Hu Yun said, "Although the two Mr. Jian were no longer there, the school in Xingqing Mansion was still much better than ours. Yu'er fell in love with the ambitious again. We discussed it and then sent him to Xingqing Mansion to attend school."

"In this way, he could only live in Xingqing Mansion. Fortunately, he had several companions with him, so he was not short of care. As soon as Yu'er left, we were idle now. After thinking about it, we simply went back to Yunzhong Mountain and took a look and then moved to a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers."

Zhang Chun was coming with a teapot and a teacup. When he heard this, he was suddenly shocked:

"I'm back this time, won't leave?"

"Well, I won't leave." Hu Yun said, then took the teapot from Zhang Chun's hand and poured it into the cups of the three of them. The god Zhang Shan was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Where are you going to live? What are the arrangements for the next one?" asked the mountain god.

"I haven't figured out the residence yet, let's talk about it later in the Yunzhong Mountain." Hu Yun said, "I have some ideas for the time being, but I haven't confirmed it yet. Next, I plan to go to my grandfather's place to take a look today, and then go to Xianqi Cliff to pay homage to Mr. Fang below."

"Okay." said the god Zhang Shan, "Now my incense is very popular and my mansion is much more spacious. Let's live here for a while."

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Fox Valley.

The climate at the turn of spring and summer is very pleasant. The hillside in front of you is full of beautiful flowers. The mountain wind blows over and the sea of ​​flowers is waving, which is very beautiful.

When Hu Feng passed away, according to his last wish, he did not leave a tomb, but was buried under this sea of ​​flowers. Hu Yun stood here, quietly watched the sea of ​​flowers for a while, and then bowed with Song Yao. The two of them stood here for a while, and then left.

"Let's go, let's go up the cliff."

With a little immersion in his memories of the past in his tone, Hu Yun said to his wife.

"Uncle Zhang seems to be very busy in recent years." Song Yao said to Hu Yun, "I remember when I came to the mountains the first two times, Uncle Zhang seemed to be very leisurely."

"Yeah, that's right." Hu Yun smiled, "Uncle Zhang has something big to do in the past few years."

Since he had just given himself a holiday to the cliff not long ago, the god Zhang Shan did not go with them. Hu Yun and his wife first worshiped Hu Feng in the Fox Valley, and then headed towards Xianqi Cliff. This was not the first time they had been on Xianqi Cliff, so the road was quite familiar, but there were no ready-made roads in the mountains, and many places were rugged and difficult to walk. Hu Yun had to carry his wife on the back of the difficult places like before.

The scenery under Xianqi Cliff is still good, with forests, waterfalls and waterfalls, which is very popular. Song Yao looked here, looked up at the plank road, and said to her husband Hu Yun: "This plank road is too high, but fortunately there are clouds and fog on both sides of the high place, otherwise it would be really scary."

The couple was about to go up the cliff when suddenly a figure came over not far away and smiled at them, "Here you come."

Hu Yun immediately turned his head, saw clearly the person coming, and shouted happily: "Mr. Fang!"

Fang Chang smiled and said, "Well, this plank road is indeed a bit taller. I once wanted to install a traction ladder, but I couldn't find a suitable rope. When I have time later, I will install a railing on the plank road first. Today, you can follow me."

After saying that, he waved his hand and clouds arose from the feet of the three of them.

Song Yao and Hu Yun rode the clouds for the first time. They felt that the mountain walls outside were moving down quickly, and the land in the distance was getting lower and lower. After passing through the hazy fog, the clouds had already stopped on the edge of Xianqi Cliff. Fang Chang led the two through the gate made of stone rings and walked towards the Wuming Hall, while the clouds behind quietly dissipated.

"It's really a magical method!" Song Yao exclaimed.

When the two walked to the cliff, they saw that the surrounding scenery had changed a lot. For example, the pond had now expanded several times, like a small lake. There were several strange-shaped buildings next to the vegetable field in the distance, just like a row of houses cut out obliquely, and then the cut surfaces were covered with wooden frames, and glass was inlaid on them.
Chapter completed!