Tianwaixian Island, located in the depths of the East China Sea at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, is very famous for its remote location and small area.


    Tianwailou is located in the center of tianwaixian Island, on a fairy mountain surrounded by clouds.


    The whole restaurant is built by countless pavilions. It is unattainable and goes straight to the sky. Although it does not look luxurious, it is antique and unique.


    At the moment, there are more or less people sitting in the pavilions, including Taoist monks and many foreign monks who are attracted by their names.


    They talked all over the world, pushing cups and changing lamps. From time to time, more people were interested in singing poems together, which attracted the applause of the whole hall.


    "There is a vast sea of people. Meeting is fate, and parting is fate. Now that we have met here, we should forget our troubles. We have wine today, we are drunk today, and we will worry tomorrow. Come on, little brother, a toast to all of you."


    "Brother Li said well!"


    "Ha ha, it''s pure emotion. I''m laughing."


    ……


    "Hee hee, is this tianwailou? It''s as lively as xiaofengzi said."


    All the way up, up the fairy mountain and outside the tianwai building, Wu Lingyan couldn''t help smiling and said to Xia Yufeng.


    "Lingyan girl, my aunt, didn''t you change your name? Why do you always forget?"


    Xia Yufeng kept complaining and was almost crying.


    "What aunt? I''m young and beautiful. Is she as old as you say?"


    Wu Lingyan put her hands on her hips, rubbed her teeth angrily, and said softly, "hum, forget it this time. Next time, I won''t kick you down the mountain, let you drink the West and north wind, giggle..."


    At the end of the sentence, people have been laughing and happy.


    Xia Yufeng was speechless and could only look to Yang Xuan on the other side for help.


    "Brother Xia, don''t look at me. I''m such a bitch. I can''t help you."


    Yang Xuan spread his hands with a funny expression of helplessness.


    On his way to tianwaixian Island, he found Xia Yufeng and brought him together. Solo music is not as good as public music, not to mention Xia Yufeng is still a friend he recognized.


    In his life, he is destined not to have too many friends, and the people who can become his friends are really worth making friends with.


    "Shao Sheng, it''s a great honor for me in tianwailou. Shao Sheng and the two inside please. According to the order of the elder Qingyun of Tianyun temple, the little old man has prepared a table of wine and vegetables on the top floor of tianwailou."


    At this time, an old man in Taoist robes hurried out of the tianwai building and hurried to Yang Xuan. His face was full of smiles and looked very enthusiastic.


    "What is the elder?"


    Yang Xuan arched his hand and asked. Although he was bent and old, he was a real fairy king. He had the highest cultivation achievements in fairy kingdom. Even if he deliberately restrained his breath, people didn''t dare to underestimate it.


    "I don''t deserve it. Zhou Manshan, the little old man, is the servant of the Taoist Xuanxian emperor and the shopkeeper of this tianwailou. Now the Taoist Xuanxian emperor has not returned from his trip, and everything here is taken care of by the old man."


    The old man was polite and sincere, but his heart suddenly felt good.


    It was the first time he saw Yang xuanren, but he didn''t expect Yang xuanren to call him an elder as soon as he opened his mouth. From here, we can see that the Shaosheng of their Taoism is not a maniac.


    "So, the boy will call you old Zhou."


    Yang Xuan smiled and said, but he was not in a hurry to enter tianwailou. Instead, he raised his head and looked carefully at a pair of couplets on the left and right sides outside the gate of tianwailou, which can also be called a poem.


    "Only talk about the wind and moon, not love. Life is full of scenery. The world laughs that I am too crazy. I laugh that others can''t see through."


    He read it softly, his eyes lit up and said, "this poem is wonderful and deep in my heart, but I don''t know who wrote it?"


    "The little Saint doesn''t know. This poem was written by my lord emperor Xuanxian when he founded the tianwailou?"


    Zhou Manshan explained with a smile.


    "Poetry is a good poem, but there is no horizontal inscription, which is so meaningless."


    Yang Xuan thought and said.


    Zhou Manshan was stunned at first, and then opened his mouth and said, "Shaosheng is very human. Why don''t you add a horizontal inscription to this poem?"


    "Is that all right?"


    "Of course it works."


    "In this way, the boy will just try."


    Yang Xuan did whatever he wanted. Almost before he spoke, he waved his big hand in the air and engraved a few big characters on the upper edge of the gate and under the sign of tianwailou.


    Xia Yufeng stared at it and was stunned. He read: "live and dream of death, eat, drink and have fun, this..."


    "Husband, you are too disorderly. If you are seen by Taoist Xuanxian emperor, you will not be angry and spit blood."


    Wu Lingyan stared at her big eyes and was surprised. She couldn''t help muttering in a low voice. She looked like she couldn''t help laughing.


    "To live and dream of death and eat, drink and have fun is... It can be called a divine stroke. It''s my opinion. I''m afraid I have to clap my hands. Shaosheng is really a God and man. He not only has the highest understanding of the same generation, but also has high attainments in poetry and songs. I admire him!"


    Zhou Manshan was stunned, but he did not mean to praise.


    “……”


    Hearing the speech, Wu Lingyan and Xia Yufeng were shocked and speechless.


    Zhou Manshan took a deep breath, looked at them with a smile and said, "you don''t have to be surprised, and don''t doubt what old man said. Old man is not to flatter Shaosheng, but really thinks that this horizontal inscription is very good."


    After a pause, he said to Yang Xuan, "my lord once said that there is nothing better than contentment and happiness in life. Whether it''s a mortal or a fairy monk, if you don''t feel happy in your heart, it''s meaningless to live."


    "Taoist Xuanxian emperor is a wonderful man. I must see him when I have a chance."


    "The great disaster is coming. It''s almost time for our Lord to come back. Shaosheng will have a chance at that time."


    During the conversation, countless people gathered outside tianwailou.


    One by one, they either came down from tianwailou or came up from the foot of Xianshan mountain. After everyone came here, they all stopped and looked at Yang Xuan and the horizontal batch on the gate of tianwailou.


    Some people came early and knew that the horizontal inscription was Yang Xuan''s masterpiece. At the same time, they also knew that the young man in front of them was the one who climbed the Taoist mountain and understood the main Lord of the original Scripture, and was regarded as a little saint by the people of the Taoist door.


    After a short absence of consciousness, many Taoist monks returned to God one after another and paid homage to Yang Xuan, "I''ve seen Shaosheng."


    A young man, no matter where he comes from, since he can become the successor of the saint at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, no one dares to disrespect him in such a big Taoist door.


    "You don''t have to be polite and don''t call me Shaosheng. I''m me. My surname is Yang Mingxuan. I come here for only one purpose, that is, eating, drinking and having fun."


    After that, Yang Xuan didn''t say much. He took Wu Lingyan and Xia Yufeng directly and entered tianwailou with Zhou Manshan.