The old horse was very old, and Ji Jiu could even see the splinters falling from the horse's hooves under the horseshoes, which were as rough as the rough bark of wood.

Ji Jiu squatted beside the old horse, carefully observing the lines of the shoe, and was deeply attracted by this strange pattern.

Ji Jiu squatted in the hall in this posture for a long time, without saying a word or making any movements. It was so dark again. Ji Jiu finally moved.

"This formation is very mysterious. I don't understand. Ji Jiu let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Then who can understand?" said the empress, her heart hanging again in her throat.

"Those who can understand this formation must be able to set up formations and understand the law, but ...... There are probably not many such people in the world today. Ji Jiu shook his head affirmatively. If he felt that he couldn't understand the formation, I was afraid that there would be no other cultivators in this world who could understand it. "Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Ji Jiu said unless, then there is still hope.

"Unless you take it to Youxian Mountain, ask the legendary old gentleman to look at it. ”

"There is an immortal mountain?" The empress frowned slightly, the whole world knew that Lin Ji had an incompatible relationship with herself, and Lin Ji was the third disciple of Youxian Mountain, so how could the old gentleman help him solve his confusion.

"It's a bit hard. ”

"Why?"

"My relationship with Lin Ji is a little ......"

"I can go there, he once invited me to Youxian Mountain. ”

"Lin Ji?"

"Yes. ”

"Why did he invite you?"

"I wanted to know where I came from and what the hell was on my chest. Ji Jiu frowned, with a splitting headache.

The Empress sighed, walked over to him, took his head in her arms, and gently touched his head like a child.

"No matter where you come from, you are you, and that, it never changes, and no one changes. The empress continued, "Whatever happens, come back with this horse." ”

In the reckless palace, everyone knew that the empress had cared for a young man in recent years, but no one knew where this man came from or when he suddenly appeared beside the empress.

And in the early morning of such a day, the empress actually sent the man and a horse out of Kyoto City. does not care about his own identity at all, and gossip with the people.

For a while, the world was full of speculation about the identity of this man. Some people say that this man is a white-faced man newly raised by the empress, and some people speculate that he is related to the general Di Yun, but the empress has not made any response or explanation.

Suddenly it rained on the road. It's a cold winter, but it's raining, which is weird. The raindrops fell because the weather was so cool that they even formed ice crystals.

The sky was getting darker and darker in the rain.

A sunny man, leading a horse, did not ride on it, looking at the mountains not far away,

It seems that he said to himself, or to Lao Ma: "There is a temple in the mountain, and the scenery is good." ”

The current Buddha country is extremely desolate, so desolate that Ji Jiu has not seen a few people since he entered the Buddha country. Even when I saw it, I was embarrassed and tired.

He naturally knew that this was caused by the battle between the righteous army and the Buddhist army, so he felt that there should be no monks in the temple on this mountain, so he naturally walked up, even if he didn't need to rest, but looking at the old horse beside him was somewhat unbearable.

The dilapidated temple has a horizontal plaque hanging on the door, on which is written the word "inch wood".

Ji Jiu didn't expect that such a remote mountain temple actually had an official name, and when he led the old horse into the temple and saw the few leaves in the courtyard that were still red, although there were only a few left, he understood the truth.

And at this moment, a few monks walked out of the temple, which surprised Ji Jiu.

The rain was dripping, and the temple was filled with a slightly cold dampness, Ji Jiu regained his composure, took out the silver ticket, and said that he was going to spend the night here, and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

The monks didn't understand what they meant at first, and they were not happy to leave the temple in the rain, but when they saw the amount on the silver ticket clearly, they suddenly became empathetic, the inchwood temple was very broken, there was nothing valuable, even the Arhat statues in the main hall were also mud tires painted, and they were not as important as the silver tickets, where do you need to pay attention.

The monk boiled the pot of boiling water, left some things necessary for life, and told Ji Jiu that there were several acres of monks' fields under the mountain, where they would live, and then squeezed under a broken umbrella and left the temple.

At this time, it was still early, but there was no serious food on the journey, Ji Jiu was a little hungry, went to the back kitchen of the temple and tasted a few plates of vegetarian dishes prepared by the monks, and felt that the taste was ordinary, so he threw all the ingredients into the pot and boiled a big pot of soup.

When the soup was cold, he carefully drank a small bowl, then took out the ginseng-scented vegetables from the pot and threw them outside the threshold.

The old horse smelled the ginseng, came over curiously, lowered his head and sniffed twice on the vegetarian dish, and found that it was not fresh tea leaves, and it was a cooked vegetarian dish, so he paced away in disappointment and went to shelter from the rain under the maple tree in a daze.

Ji Jiu scolded with some annoyance: "You old horse is still picking fat and thin when you come here, it's unreasonable." ”

The old horse ignored him, and raised his head to smell the fragrance of the maple tree, even the ice and rain could not disturb his sassy and heroic appearance.

Ji Jiu sighed and glared at him, he was really afraid that he would be gonorrhea from the heavy rain, so he still went out and dragged him into the temple.

Preparing for a fire at night to keep warm, Ji Jiu brought two large pieces of coarse firewood, sat on the threshold, lowered his head and chopped, thinking that if it wasn't for you, the old horse, how could he still use the wood, and then looked at the old horse's tall appearance, and felt unhappy.

The temple is really dilapidated, and several temple walls have collapsed, and even the stone steps at the main entrance are not known to be flat in what year and month. At this time, the cold rain was bleak, the red maple was like fire, and Ji Jiu couldn't help but lose his mind a little when he sat on the threshold.

My head exploded, and I seemed to remember something, but I forgot all of it.

I don't know how long it took, but he sighed deeply. Covering his head, his face is full of vicissitudes, and he is no longer as clear as before.

This was one of the main reasons why he wanted to go to Youxian Mountain.

Suddenly, the old horse stood up, because of the reason for eating tea for a long time, his sense of smell was much more sensitive, it faintly smelled a very faint taste, coming from the cold rain, and couldn't help but raise its head in confusion.

Ji Jiu looked at the temple gate in the rain and frowned.

He reached out and closed the temple door and took a deep breath.

The old horse's mane was drenched by the autumn rain, but it was not loose and bonded, and it was stabbed everywhere like a sword.

It was in a very irritable mood at this time.

Because it confirms that the extremely faint smell that was previously smelled in the rain is the smell of blood.

It had never smelled such a strong, yet extremely cold, smell of blood, not even on the battlefield.

Ji Jiu settled the old horse in the temple, walked out of the temple, and looked down the mountain.

There were no trees among the cyan mountains, the grass was frosty yellow, and they were tormented by the rain and autumn wind, and the already excellent vision became clearer.

The cold rain is bleak but not dense, and it cannot block people's sight.

I saw a person, walking along the mountain road at high speed.

Ji Jiu was silent, confirming that it was too late to leave.

He said to himself, "It's very powerful." But after saying this, he frowned again, for he seemed to experience a sense of closeness and disgust from this strength.

What kind of feeling is this, which makes Ji Jiu very confused. At the same time, I was also very curious about the person who braved the rain to climb the mountain at this time, who he was.

His brow tightened, especially after feeling the realm that was coming.

The autumn rain continued, Lin Ji pushed open the door of the Cunmu Temple, and the cold rain accompanied by the cold wind hit his face, but it couldn't make the expression on his face change in the slightest.

He looked calm, and pulled out a weapon given to him by the empress before leaving, the Qiushui Arrow.

Calmly pointing forward, waiting for the climber to come to him.

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