“There are a lot of people here who can speak Mandarin!”

"Ms. Sanhua has already used the word 'mandarin'?"

"Meow? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." The Taoist smiled and shook his head, "Even Empress Sanhua didn't say that before."

"What you think...the answer is so strange!"

"focus point."

"Yes, yes! Your focus is so strange!"

"Maybe……"

The Taoist still wore the old Taoist robes he had worn a few years ago and walked on the path between the terraced fields, leaning on his cane.

There is still a cat following behind.

There is a swallow flying in the clouds in the sky.

Compared with a few years ago, there is only one less bay horse.

Pass through the village, walk through the fields, and walk towards the cliff to the east of the tree.

It is already very high here. Looking into the distance, you can no longer see any higher mountains than here, or even the earth. Most of your field of vision is filled with sky and white clouds, and the other half is covered by mountains in the distance that are lower than here.

Occupied by mountains, walking among them feels like walking in the sky, and your mood is naturally vast.

Just like before.

But when I came here again this time, I found that there were indeed more people on the mountain who could speak Mandarin.

Some look like mountain hermits, some don't.

These people lived in the village, and it was morning at this time. They were walking along the cliffs with the Taoist. Some were carrying tools and some were carrying wood, as if they had come down from the mountain.

Although he had Empress Sanhua's crane as a mount, Song You did not fly directly to the top of the mountain. Instead, he flew to the middle of the hillside and stayed overnight. This morning, when it was just dawn, he walked up from the middle of the mountain. There were many people on the small roads along the way.

There were many horseshoe footprints, more horse dung, and brick ashes and broken tiles. It looked like construction was going on on the mountain, and a horse team was carrying bricks and tiles up from the bottom of the mountain.

Now it seems that this is probably true.

"Dare to ask your Majesty..."

The Taoist stopped a man who was also walking towards the cliff and looked like a craftsman. He saluted and asked, "You don't seem to be from a village in the mountains. Where do you come from and what are you doing?"

"Mr. Taoist?"

asked the man dressed as an artisan.

"They are indeed the same person."

"But the mountain hermit?"

"Just came down from the mountain."

"Oh, sir, I don't know something. Some of us are from the county and some are from Luchuan. We were all invited by a big businessman named Liu." The craftsman was also very polite to him and said, "

That Liu Gong invested money to build a temple on the mountain. It should be built according to the style of the Dayan palaces and temples. The villages on the mountain were all mud houses, and no one would build such temples and palaces. Moreover, Liu Gong invested a lot of money. It seemed that he planned to build a temple in the mountains.

Build a larger palace and temple, and then invite some hermits from the mountain to preside over it. The people on the mountain can't build it, so they are all craftsmen and workers invited from the counties and towns below the mountain."

"Build a palace and watch a temple?"

"Yes, it is a temple. It is also a Taoist temple. It mainly worships the real dragon master on the mountain. As for the rest, there are many hermits on the mountain who are practicing Taoism. They can feed whoever they want."

"When did you start practicing?"

"At the end of last year, Mr. Liu spent a lot of money and hired a lot of people. Now more than half of them have been repaired."

The craftsman paused as he spoke, then made a gesture to Song You, telling him to continue walking forward, and then said to him as he walked:

"It is said that many years ago, the hermit masters on the mountain and the people in the village came up with this idea. There are many Taoist priests living in seclusion on the mountain, and the number of believers in the village naturally gradually increased, but there has always been no one.

There are no serious Taoist temples. I don’t know where to go to burn incense and worship gods. If things were better in the past, but in this world Taoism is chaotic and there are many mountain spirits and ghosts on the mountains. I heard that there is a Taoist temple, and the useful gods in the sky will protect it, even if not.

Protect it, even those mountain spirits and ghosts are afraid of you, and since Mr. Liu is willing to invest, construction will naturally begin."

"Is Mr. Liu the one from Luchuan, Bujun?"

"Sir, do you also know Mr. Liu?"

"We were old acquaintances."

"It happens that Mr. Liu often comes to the mountain to inspect construction, but Mr. Liu is busy with the business of building a village, so he may not meet him..."

"It depends on fate."

As Song You walked forward like this, he had already seen the cloud pond surrounding the mountains in the distance. In a daze, the shocking scene of the real dragon rising from it appeared in front of his eyes again.

Next to the cliff, in front of billowing white clouds, not far from the mountain peach tree where Song You originally slept, a piece of terraced fields has been dug out. In the beautiful scenery, deep in the clouds and mist, a not small and elegant building is being built.

Taoist temple, you can imagine the scenery after its completion.

"It's a great place to come here. The scenery is beautiful and quiet. It's neither cold in winter nor hot in summer. There are also real dragons. With the spiritual power and dragon energy, I'm afraid you'll live a few more years if you live here.

It's a pity that there was no sign of the real dragon at the beginning of spring this year. I heard from the villagers that they haven't seen the real dragon in the past few years." The craftsman continued to chat with him, "It's getting more and more chaotic down the mountain. I'm afraid, tsk, I'm afraid I won't say no.

There will be a war at some point. People say that this Taoist temple was built by Liu Gong for him to escape from the world and provide for his retirement. If it weren't for it, well, I would have wanted to move to this mountain."

"Who says it's not..."

Song You agreed politely.

Gradually we got closer to the palace under construction, and it turned out that it was very well built, with three layers of courtyards inside and outside.

I heard from the craftsmen that this palace is going to be called Qinglong Temple. The real dragon in the mountain is a green-scaled dragon. The middle hall is used to worship the real dragon and nothing else. While the palace was being built, Liu Gong also invited

The best sculptors came and, with the help of the hermits at the foot of the mountain, carved the statue of the real dragon.

The two proceed simultaneously.

"I'm about to get busy. Sir, if you're interested, you can go around the temple and see if there's something wrong. You can give me some pointers. Every day at noon, the people in the village will cook a meal and carry it on a burden.

When we bring it here, there is no big fish or meat, but there is still red rice and dry rice, which are all prepared by the wealthy households in the village. If you have no other place to go, sir, you can come and have a taste."

"Thank you."

"If you don't spend my food, you don't eat my food, you just have a mouth to speak, so why bother thanking me."

The craftsman waved his hand and went forward.

The Taoist stopped and looked over there.

The craftsmen have already begun to work, and there are faint sounds of discussions, knocking, sawing, and the shouts of the people on the mountain carrying bricks and stones.

"Want to see Meow?"

"Not urgent."

The Taoist stepped forward and walked to the other side.

Walking along the path on the edge of the cliff, there are white clouds rolling next to it. The Taoist calmly concentrates and can feel the life under the cloud pond.

Gradually it has become a deserted place.

The Taoist temple under construction is no longer visible behind me.

"I'm going down below to get the True Dragon Spirit. Please wait for me up there and play by yourself." The Taoist stopped and said to the cat beside him.

"Down here?"

The cat walked to the edge of the cliff and stared at the sea of ​​clouds below, seemingly surprised.

"Exactly."

"It's all clouds down here!"

"Don't worry, Sanhua Empress. I've been there once."

"Been there for a long time?"

"I went there in my dream a few years ago."

"In a dream!"

"The method of wandering in dreams is both false and true."

"What's down there?"

"It's a pool, a big lake, where the real dragon lives."

"Then shall Sanhua Empress ask Xianhe to take you down?"

"No need."

"Then how do you get down?"

"Just go on like this."

The Taoist had already stood at the edge of the cliff. He turned around and looked at Mao'er who was looking up. He smiled at her, then turned and walked to the side.

Next to it is a cliff and a sea of ​​clouds.
To be continued...