When the red flames that kept flowing in front of Shen Yuan's eyes finally dissipated and disappeared, what appeared in front of him was an immortal mountain hidden in the high clouds and deep mist.

The thick white clouds and mist made the immortal mountain hidden in it even more vigorous. In front of Shen Yuan and Luo Yao was a tall white jade mountain gate, and the word "immeasurable" was written on the mountain gate.

Behind the gate of the White Jade Mountain, there is a mountain of pines and cypresses nourished by the spiritual energy of the supreme cave heaven here, its body is not huge, but the essence of the gods is very different from ordinary wood, and it is self-evident in the knots, as if every minute and second that flows on it will leave an inconspicuous mysterious mark.

After years of accumulation, every pine and cypress that appeared in front of Shen Yuan's eyes seemed to interpret the true meaning of this world.

Among the green pines and cypresses is a mountain path, accompanied by a crystal clear gentle mountain stream, the crisp sound of the stream and the smooth pebbles around the stream drifted into Shen Yuan's ears, it was a natural sound without any special kind, but Shen Yuan was vaguely aware of the existence of the two element true souls, if he could sit here quietly for a period of time, Shen Yuan might be able to get a different harvest on the water element.

This trail winds up the mountain, disappearing from time to time, and finally disappearing in the clouds and mist halfway up the mountainside, and it is not real to see it again.

And at the junction of the trail and the mountain gate, there is a young Taoist priest, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, carrying a sword, holding a dust, holding a bun, and the wide sleeves hanging down from the waist are swept by the wind passing through the mountains, gently fluttering, quite two points I want to ride the wind back to the immortal style......

If you ignore the lollipop in the mouth of this young Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest saw the blazing fireball falling in front of the mountain gate, and the two people exposed in the fireball, he quickly bit the candy in his mouth, spit the plastic rod into the grass on the side with great quality, and the dust hanging in his hand was raised, and a perfect line was turned in the air, falling from between his elbows.

Then the little Taoist priest bowed down and said, "Kunlun Mountain Jianyun, I have seen Lord Luoyao, the Fire Dragon King. ”

Luo Yao bowed slightly, and saluted back: "The little Taoist is polite." ”

Shen Yuan, who was standing beside Luo Yao, was slightly stunned, he never thought that as soon as he arrived at this mysterious Kunlun Wuliang Mountain, before he entered the door, he saw this Taoist priest who had an old relationship with him.

Jian Yun's blonde hair that he used to have in the Five Academies Exchange Tournament has returned to black, and it looks a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Jian Yun got up, his eyes swept over Shen Yuan, his face showed a slightly surprised look, and he immediately turned sideways to lead Luo Yao and Shen Yuan towards the mountain, and said while leading the way: "The master knows that the lord is coming, and he has been waiting for Hou for a long time. ”

Rao is Luo Yao has an arrogant temperament and is pretentious, and he obviously doesn't dare to be a little arrogant in this Kunlun Wuliang Mountain, and responded with a smile: "Old Xian Ken took the time to wait for me, a layman, this friendship, Luo Yao wrote down." ”

Jian Yun also smiled, but did not speak to Luo Yao again, but turned his gaze to Shen Yuan, and asked with interest: "Shen Yuan, I remember that you are from Black Dragon City, and you still have a relationship with Lord Luo Yao?"

When Shen Yuan heard Jian Yun's words, he smiled bitterly and didn't know how to answer.

But I heard Jian Yun sigh leisurely: "Do you want my brother to fish you out?"

Jian Yun clearly saw that there was no ruthless relationship between Shen Yuan and Luo Yao, so he said this, and he didn't hide this sentence at all, so he said it in front of Luo Yao.

The smile on Luo Yao's face stiffened slightly, and then he lowered his eyes to the end of the mountain path in the distance, pretending that he hadn't heard Jian Yun's words.

Shen Yuan glanced at Jian Yun, reached out and patted Jian Yun's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't use it for the time being, I believe in Your Excellency Luo Yao's character." I'm doing my best to help him settle the matter at hand, and he'll definitely let me go. ”

"Oh?" Jian Yun replied with a smile and asked with interest, "So, the person who uses the rooftop is you?"

Luo Yao took over the conversation at this time and asked, "How interesting? ”

Fire Dragon King Luoyao's stubble is definitely not a casual pick-up.

Jian Yun is the most outstanding descendant of Kunlun Wuliang Mountain's generation, how high is his status in this secret place? And with Jian Yun's identity and Taoism, he can connect the word "interesting", obviously the current matter makes Jian Yun feel extraordinary.

Luo Yao felt that every bit of information from Kunlun Mountain might become the key to whether he could successfully subdue Da Wuqing.

Jian Yun stroked his palms and smiled: "Interesting Yu Four." One is the immortal to guide the way, the other is to measure the heart into a flame, the third is lost and recovered, and the fourth is to relieve disasters and overcome misfortune. I still don't understand what my ancestor said before, but now I understand. ”

Hearing Jian Yun's words, Shen Yuan and Luo Yao both lowered their eyebrows for a while and groaned and stopped talking.

Jian Yun didn't care about the two of them, he just walked forward quickly, and when he came halfway up the mountain, he stopped next to a large sword formation next to the mountain path.

In the sword array, a blue-white formation runs through the whole area, and there are ninety-nine black and heavy iron swords floating in the middle of it, and the iron swords are engraved with ninety-nine completely different scriptures, flashing a faint light under the blue-white energy, revealing an indescribable extraordinary.

Jian Yun pointed to the sword array and said, "The two of you are invited." Further forward is the mountain road where the Kunlun disciples sprinkle their hearts to practice their hearts, and there are many inconveniences, so I will not invite the two guests to visit. Please follow me on the flying sword to the rooftop. ”

Under the guidance of Jian Yun, Shen Yuan and Luo Yao each stepped on the blade of an iron sword.

Between the gentle roar of the iron sword, there was the Kunlun Mountain Imperial Sword Secret Technique blessed on it, and the three iron swords supported Shen Yuan and his party, shuttling through the surging sea of clouds in turn, towards a certain peak of the continuous Kunlun Mountain Range.

When the thick clouds in front of Shen Yuan's eyes were pierced by the flying sword, he saw a flat peak on the top of a mountain.

This peak trend is not steep, the mountain line is thick and majestic, backed by the entire Kunlun Mountains on the west side, facing the endless flat plateau in the east, the peak is paved with black bricks and stones on the flat ground, and there are two old wooden attics on the inside, which also face east and west.

In the center of the peak is an octagonal high platform, covering an area of about 100 square meters, a mysterious and mysterious aura faintly rises from the high platform, but does not drift away, but wraps the high platform heavily, as if the inside and outside are divided into two completely different worlds.

On the high platform at this time, a figure wearing a dark black robe was sitting, due to the existence of that mysterious aura, this figure appeared blurry and distorted, and it was not real.

The figure turned his back to Shen Yuan and the three of them, facing the vast plain under the Kunlun Mountain in the east, as if he had taken in the eyes of all the mortal realms under the mountain.

The three flying swords fell one after another, and Jian Yun took two steps first, came to the side of the octagonal high platform, and bowed down to report: "Master, Shen Yuan is here." ”

Luo Yao and Shen Yuan followed behind Jian Yun, and when they heard Jian Yun's words, Luo Yao's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Shen Yuan next to him very meaningfully.

It is Luo Yao who negotiates, it is Luo Yao who sells face, it is Luo Yao who comes out, and it is Luo Yao who will contribute later, how to say it, Luo Yao at this time should be the undoubted guest of honor, and he should be courteous from Kunlun Mountain, but when Jian Yun reported, he only mentioned Shen Yuan's name.

Luo Yao felt at this time that his efforts might not only solve the troubles of White Dragon City, but also respond to the number of days in the dark, bringing unspeakable benefits to the young man beside him.

However, there is not too much imbalance in Luo Yao's heart. In his opinion, as long as the matter of Da Wuqing can be satisfactorily resolved, it is enough. As for Shen Yuan, a little guy from Black Dragon City, he grew up because of this...... For him Luo Yao and the entire Red Empire, it was not a bad thing after all.

After Jian Yun reported, the figure on the octagonal high platform did not respond for a long time, and Jian Yun maintained a bowed posture and waited on the side of the high platform.

Luo Yao and Shen Yuan also stood quietly behind Jian Yun, waiting for the obviously noble and incomparable existence on the high platform to speak.

After a full ten minutes, the figure on the high platform swayed for a moment, stood up on his knees, and stood on the high platform with his hands in his hands, his head slightly raised as if looking at the horizon in the distance that was darkly red by the setting sun.

He still didn't look back, just a vicissitudes of old voice fluttering down from the high platform.

"Lord Luoyao, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Luo Yao bowed slightly and responded: "Old Immortal, after many years, it is a great honor to finally be able to listen to the immortal sound again." ”

The figure on the high platform seemed to nod and continued, "Shen Yuan, come forward." ”

Hearing this, Shen Yuan took two steps forward, came to Jian Yun's side, stopped and stopped, carefully looked at the mysterious aura that shrouded the octagonal high platform, and was speechless for a while.

"Come up. ”

The old fairy's voice fell again.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly and asked, "Can I really go up?"

"I wish you could. The old immortal's voice responded: "This place is called Liangtiantai, which is one of the thirty-six heavenly gifts of my Kunlun Wuliang Mountain, and it is also the most profound and mysterious place. In the entire Kunlun Mountain, except for me, only three people can walk through the entire nine steps and stand on the rooftop. ”

"Those who measure the heavens must first measure their hearts. Only when the mind is clear and unmixed, the world is connected, and the heart is clear, can we cross these nine steps. ”

"You want to use this amount of rooftop?"

"Then measure your heart with your own feet, and see if your shaman's heart is transparent or not. ”

When Shen Yuan heard this, his face turned solemn, and he arched his hand at the proud figure on the rooftop, and said, "Thank you seniors for your blessings." The juniors are here!"

After that, Shen Yuan held his breath and concentrated, and after a few breaths, his slightly closed eyes reopened, a pair of eyes were calm and profound, as if he had seen through the prosperity of the world, there was no sorrow or joy in his heart, no impatience or impatience, and no distractions.

Then, Shen Yuan stepped forward, stepped into the mysterious aura in front of him, and also stepped on the first step of the measuring roof.

In an instant, Shen Yuan felt the scene around him change.

Surrounded by a tight, quiet, busy but well-organized operating room.

On the operating table lay a pregnant woman, already screaming hoarsely, still moaning in pain.

This is Li Ping, Shen Yuan's mother.

A man in a surgical gown and a mask stood in the corner of the operating room, anxious but at a loss. He is Shen Yuan's father, Shen Fuqing.