The caravan totaled about twenty people, and the empty seats in the tea shop were full, and everyone had tea soup in front of them, and ate the dry food they had prepared for themselves, and some took out the wine jugs they had brought with them and drank a few sips to their mouths.

One of them, an old man in a black robe, suddenly stood up and came to the wall, staring at it with a blue light in his eyes.

A woman with a short sword hanging from her waist and a hood came to the old man's side, her eyes full of surprise: "Who wrote this? ”

"Miss Huisan, a ronin just passed by here and wrote. The big man in the tea shop hurriedly said.

On this road, the caravan of the Baier family is a frequent visitor, and the father and daughter of the tea shop are already very familiar with them, although the third lady only joined the caravan this year, but she is approachable, and she does not have a sense of overlooking the father of the tea shop.

"Ronin?" The third lady was a little strange, because there were few wanderers in this path.

"Yes, he can't speak yet. The tea shop man said.

"Do you know these words?" asked the third lady.

The black-robed old man shook his head, frowned, and said, "I've never seen it." He looked at it for a long time, and then said, "This word is not simple...... It's not simple. ”

The third lady was also watching, she only felt that these words had an indescribable charm, as if they came from the kind of lofty and clear from the nine heavens.

"It is not easy for people who write. The third lady said.

Siber stood there and watched, even when he was eating his food, he watched intently.

The caravan of the Baier family rested for a while and then left, they still had more than four hundred miles to go.

After the caravan left the tea shop, the tea shop fell silent.

……

Tu Yuan is squatting under the spring water of a big maple tree on the side of the road, the clear spring water reflects his face, the sideburns are a little pale, a little wrinkle and wind and frost in the corners of his eyes, on the whole, his face is not much older, but anyone who sees it will feel that this is a person who is going through it.

If you want to say it, you can only say that the vast sky is too terrifying, under the erosion of the yin and yang years, if the time is too long, even the appearance of the heavenly people will change, it is the mark of the years.

He took the spring water in his hand and drank it in a sip that was clear and sweet, and it was a resting place for passing merchants, with both shade and spring water.

Although he is not suitable for this piece of heaven and earth for the first time, the body of heaven and man is still a law of its own, pulling out hair and turning snakes, renewing severed limbs, and picking up the first cup of tea, these things can still be done, but it is much more difficult than doing it in the Tianyu in the ancient land of Yuanyang.

Tasting tea, smelling the wind and rain, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and muddy mud are all ways to feel this world.

In the distance, a convoy approached slowly, the sneezes of horses were heard, and the sound of coachmen echoing in the wind.

Tu Yuan didn't wait for the convoy to approach, then got up and continued walking.

After walking for dozens of miles, the sky slowly darkened, and the dim sky became darker and darker as we walked further.

The glowing clouds were gone, the sky was pitch black, and there were no stars.

There is a tower on the top of the hill in the distance, and the spire of the tower emits a soft white light that illuminates the surrounding of the mountain.

The beasts in the mountains on both sides roared, and suddenly, he saw a snake standing on the side of the road.

It's not uncommon to see snakes standing up, but it's rare to see one as ornate as this one.

The serpent's head seemed to have two wings, and it was red, like a butterfly with outstretched wings. And his body and abdomen were white, but he stood there alone in a white robe.

That pair of cold and faint snake eyes stared, Tu Yuan of course would not be afraid, although he felt that this world would be stronger than himself, but how could a snake with a mere spiritual spirit be placed in his eyes, the reason why he paid attention to him was because he felt that there was someone behind this snake.

He looked at this mountain, and the mountain gave him a special feeling.

"Yes, this should be a mountain with a lord, no wonder, there is a mountain god in the mountain, and that snake should be just a snake spirit under the seat of the mountain god, this is a world with gods, but I don't know what position it is in. ”

Continue to walk forward, not far away, and saw a black bird standing on the top of a tree, this bird is almost the same color as the leaves in the night, but this can't escape Tu Yuan's perception, because the bird looked at Tu Yuan, so Tu Yuan naturally had a sense.

This is also the mountain god's mountain patrol spirit bird.

Still walking forward, they saw some birds and beasts watching them along the way, and when they were out of their sight, they would disappear into the jungle again.

Walking around, the sky slowly brightened again.

But a hazy drizzle fell.

Looking up at the sky, there were no dark clouds in the sky, but the drizzle came out of nowhere.

There was a fork in the road ahead, Tu Yuan once again chose a direction with his feelings, and after walking for a long time, his eyes lit up, and there was a fruit forest full of flowers.

The fruit grove is on a hillside and flat land, and there are already people working in it, and it is faintly visible that there are pavilions in it, and there is a good scenery at the end.

There was the sound of a sword breaking through the wind, and someone was practicing swords in the peach forest.

The sword wind slashed through the falling flowers, and it was a cultivator dressed in white.

Tu Yuan looked intently, and a sword light pierced out of the void in front of him.

This sword came suddenly, there was no killing intent, and there was no sign at all, and the tip of the sword fell on Tu Yuan's eyebrows.

Tu Yuan's hand had already appeared in front of his forehead at some point, and he flicked his fingers.

The tip of the "Ding ......" sword shattered and scattered in the void.

The petals of the surrounding fruit groves were shocked.

A figure appeared on a pear blossom tree.

The man was dressed in white and had a long sword hanging from his waist.

"I don't know what you are doing here in this Hundred Flowers Forest?" The voice of the man in white was faint, like the wind.

"Passing by. ”

"People who come here say they are passing by. The man in white said.

"Then what do you think I'm here for?" Tu Yuan asked rhetorically.

"What else can the people who come here do is to pick flowers. The man in white said coldly.

Tu Yuan looked at these flowers, smelling the fragrance on the tip of his nose, this hundred flowers forest is indeed extraordinary.

This man is obviously a forest ranger, and he is not a human anymore, it can be said that he is a god, and he can only be in this forest forever, the kind that cannot leave.

Tu Yuan can roughly know the status of the gods on this land.

"Flowers are good, but not everyone wants to pick them. Tu Yuan said and continued to walk forward.

The man in white was like a reflection among the flowers, watching Tu Yuan walk forward, but he didn't dare to move again, just now, he felt as if his body was about to be bounced apart.

This is a terrible person.

Tu Yuan walked into the drizzle, and after walking for another half a day, he came to a city.

When he looked up, he didn't see the city, but the sky above it.

There is a reflection in the sky at the head of the city, and the reflection is also a city.