Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 471 Three Hidden Mountains

The streets and alleys are mixed but not chaotic.

In the garden, the forest color is as green as emerald.

Tan Song stood on the seventh floor of the octagonal building with flying eaves, leaning on the railing to overlook the street. All kinds of creatures were like ants, shouting and hawking, coming and going, and stopping at the street.

Fengqiwu is the most famous restaurant in Zuzhou City, especially famous for its spiritual wine Tongjin. It is said that each jar of the wine takes more than ten years to brew. The color of the wine is as thick as lava, with an amazing heat that can transform people. Only a hundred jars are sold in March every year. After drinking one cup, you will not feel cold for months.

Even in the Thirty-Three Heavens, which is thousands of miles away, fairies and goddesses would come here on time every March just to ask for a jar of this famous wine.

Being able to rent the garden of Fengqiwu and enjoy the view from a high building in the Wutong forest is a high treatment that is enough to make countless immortals and monsters envious.

Tan Song's infiltration of [倮·丁毛四百２５] during this period can be seen from this.

Different from his modern attire when he was wearing the mother's crown, Tan Song at this time wore a loose robe with vine patterns embroidered with gold threads coiled all over it, and flocks of birds outlined by colorful threads flapping their wings as if ready to take off. Among the sleeves were hundreds of birds of various shapes such as pheasants and white pheasants. Although the clothes were light and thin, they had a dull and heavy feeling different from ordinary clothes. He also had a jade belt around his waist and a purple gold crown to tie his hair, which was very exquisite.

Looking at the fiery peach blossoms in the garden and the raindrops falling from the emerald dome, Tan Song picked up his wine glass and murmured in a low voice: "It's as if I were in a painting, the peach blossoms in Xuandu are smiling to death. It's a beautiful scene, but it's a pity."

"As if in a painting, the peach blossoms in Xuandu are killing people with their smiles. Good poem, good poem. Feng Shuai is indeed an immortal from the Penglai Divine Mountain. His talent is really incomparable to that of the demons from the Ten Continents."

In the elegant and luxurious building, besides Tan Song who was drinking alone, there was also a handsome young man dressed as a wandering Taoist priest.

The man wore a square scarf on his head, a long shirt and linen shoes, a brocade wristband on his right arm, and a four-pouch hanging from his waist. He looked dignified but not extravagant, simple but not clumsy.

"Ze Yu, tell me, where can the three Penglai Islands go?"

"Even you don't know, so I, a casual cultivator who luckily escaped with my life, have even less idea."

Ze Yu shook his head, picked up the gui brush in his hand, and dotted the stamens of the peach blossoms in the painting. He then picked up the kai brush, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote the two lines of poetry that Tan Song had just recited. Then he continued, "It's just that the disappearance of the three islands is indeed a big deal. Perhaps it was arranged by the Emperor of Heaven Yuan Mingtian."

"I've been to Yuanming Palace before, and the guardian spirit officer at the gate said that the Emperor of Heaven was in seclusion and would not see any visitors."

Tan Song put down his wine glass and frowned, "Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Emperor, as the most powerful being in the Ten Continents and Three Islands, I don't know why he is in seclusion at this critical moment. What is he doing?"

"The world is ever-changing, and God's will is hard to predict."

After Ze Yu sighed, he picked up the painting with the ink still wet on the table and looked at it carefully without saying anything else.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and then a female general with black hair and dark eyebrows came up. She was wearing bullfighting boots and a hundred birds embroidered clothes, and a green bird jade talisman was hung on the belt around her waist. At first sight, there was only a kind of worldly amazement.

"Feng Shuai, Mr. Qin is here."

"Qin An, you are finally here!"

Tan Song hurriedly stood up to greet him and looked at Qin An behind Qingque.

"Lao Tan, have you found the person?"

Qin An waved his hand, indicating that Tan Song didn't need to be polite, and then turned his attention to the only stranger in the room.

"My name is Ze Yu, a painter, nice to meet you all."

Seeing Ze Yu bowing to his people, Qin Huai had an idea in his mind, and while returning the greeting, he also opened [Glimpse].

Unexpectedly, the demon painter's eyes glowed slightly, which collided with the black ripples in Qin Huai's eyes, and annihilated each other.

[Ze Yu]: The opponent has a counter skill, and your quick glance cannot reveal the specific details.

"This guy is not simple." After glancing at the few people who had no other reaction, Qin Huai smiled at Ze Yu, and was then pulled to sit by the window by Tan Song.

After a round of greetings, Tan Song took out a long tube and unfolded the scroll that he had spent a huge amount of money to obtain from Yanbu.

[Sumeru Illusion: Hidden Three Mountains]: The Xumi Illusion is based on the fairy mountain scene copied by the demon painter Ze Yu. It records the sea and mountain scenery before and after the disappearance of the three islands of Penglai, Fangzhang and Yingzhou.

"Mr. Tan, besides this painting, do you have any new clues you can share with us?"

Qin Huai looked at this beautifully painted picture over and over again, but found nothing unusual about it, so he had to turn to Tan Song, who had been studying it for many days.

"What you learn from books is always shallow. I think you should go and see the painting in person before I explain it to you. Ze Yu, Que'er."

Tan Song nodded and waved to Ze Yu and Qing Que who were standing beside him.

"Yes, please relax and don't resist."

The demon painter Ze Yu smiled slightly, his eyes flickering, and the two colors of red and blue in [Hidden Three Mountains] seemed to be stirred by a paintbrush, spinning and blending together in an instant.

Dangerous peaks, blue rocks, the dark sea, the purple palace and jade paradise, the night sky, the stars, the bright moon, the turbid earth and the clear sky, with the rice paper painting on the desk as the boundary, rotate and blend together to become a chaos.

When Qin Huai opened his eyes, he saw only a rolling sea. The peach blossoms, tall buildings and sycamore forests were all gone.

Through the raging waves that were over a hundred feet high, one could see two sacred mountains in the distance, located on the left and right. In the sacred mountains, there were immortals drinking and singing, strong men building palaces, and spirit children picking fruits and looking for medicine.
It feels very ethereal, and except that everything is in black and white, it looks almost the same as the real world.

"This is the painting I copied the day before the Three Sacred Mountains disappeared. Although some of the edges were later completed by me based on my memory, the main body of the sacred mountains has not been added, deleted, or modified. What you see now is what I felt that day."

Ze Yu jumped down from the bluestone cliff at the edge of Penglai Island and explained to Qin Huai and others who had come to their senses.

"Interesting, this method is similar to Xiao Hongxue's magical power."

Qin An looked at the huge waves of the dark sea that were rolling back around Penglai Island, squinted his eyes, waved to Qin Huai and the others and said, "You guys split up and explore on your own."

"Yes."

Qin Huai nodded and turned his gaze elsewhere, only to find that the territory outside Penglai Island was like a chaos created by spilled light ink on rice paper.

"Are there really only these three sacred mountains in the painting?"

Qin Huai looked around and no longer bothered about finding the destination outside the island. Instead, he picked a wild path with sparse vegetation and went straight into the deep forest.

With Qin Huai's current abilities, he was naturally not afraid of the wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in the painting. After a moment, he climbed up the steep cliff and had a panoramic view of the entire forest.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, but once you see it, you will understand why this Penglai Fairy Island is called the Sacred Mountain.

I saw: Thousands of peaks lined up, thousands of feet spread out. The sun reflected the mist lightly locked the green, the rain stopped and the dark green was cold. Withered vines entangled old trees, the ancient crossing was secluded. Exotic flowers and rare grasses, tall bamboos and pines.

The tall bamboos and pines are evergreen, beating the blessed land for thousands of years; the exotic flowers and rare grasses are evergreen, and they are as beautiful as Kunlun Mountain. The sound of birds is nearby, and the spring is clear and flowing. The valleys are full of orchids, and the cliffs are covered with moss. The undulating mountains have good dragon veins, and there must be a master who hides his name.

"Teach the common people to follow the Jade Law, keep the original heart pure and keep the mysterious principles; practice and understand the mysterious principles, and for the sake of the Tao, you will lose and be in harmony with nature!"

Qin Huai walked along the ridge from the top of the mountain into the island, and suddenly heard a Taoist song with extraordinary meaning.

He paused and thought for a moment, then immediately followed the sound and went into the forest to look for it.

(End of this chapter)