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It was really a cold air rising from the soles of my feet, and thunder exploded in the flat ground!

Seeing that this footstep had just settled, where did she think of hearing such a sentence? She suddenly felt that an ice blade had crossed her back, and it was so cold and neat!

At this time, Zhang Tang stood two steps in front of her, and was just about to say hello to this sloppy old man who couldn't see clearly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost didn't dare to walk in, and they were still cowering at the door.

But as soon as they heard the word Yashan, these two little ghosts jumped up violently as if they had been pinched by someone's tail, looked around, and said in a panic: "Yashan? What Yashan? Yashan called?!"

“……”

Seeing that the hands hanging down at his side were covered by the slightly wide sleeved robe, he quietly clenched it.

She didn't speak.

She heard the shouts of the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost, but she didn't give any reaction, and only used the greatest restraint in her life to keep her face calm.

The old man sitting on the wooden bench was too old to look good.

The hair is messy, but the face is hidden with the color of wind and frost, as if it has gone through countless changes and has been polished into the ghost it is now.

If the Fudao Mountain Man is an old naughty boy, the person in front of him can only be regarded as a lifeless rotten wood, as if he can be crushed with a single hand.

Old, and crippled.

There was a rotten smell of being buried in a coffin all over his body.

But such an old man, who seemed to be dying, only glanced at her casually, and then told her where she came from......

It's already dangerous for her to be a big living person, and if it is known that she is still a big living person from the cliff mountain.

Thinking about the role played by Yashan in the battle of the Yin and Yang Realm, I don't think I can stand and leave the Polar Domain.

She looked at the old man with fear, and in this moment of silence, her mind had already turned ten thousand.

In the end, it was calm.

Seeing that he was worried about clasping his hands into fists and bowing down, he suddenly couldn't see half a point of jealousy, half a point of hostility, and only a kind of calmness: "Seniors have good eyesight." The younger generation saw sorrow, and it was indeed under the Yashan Gate, and they met the predecessors of the fairy in the fog. ”

"What's good and bad eyesight, isn't it all clearly on your bag......

The hoarse voice read a sentence, which was as unpleasant as ever.

The misty fairy's cloudy eyes turned, covered with a thick layer of shadow, like the sky that would never light up in this polar region.

The beard grows like a weed, along with the hair.

He smiled vaguely, as if he felt that the phrase "good eyesight" was interesting.

When I heard the words, I was stunned.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her waist, and on the hanging Qiankun bag, there was not a small emblem belonging to Yashan? Although it was a dark pattern, it could be easily discovered by those who were interested.

This time, it was she who made a fatal mistake.

Originally, she was still wondering what means the Misty Fairy used to find out her identity, but she didn't expect it to be because of this small Qiankun bag.

Seeing that he knew the reason, he only frowned, and calmly took off the Qiankun bag and put it back into his sleeve.

"Thank you for the point. ”

Interesting.

However, casually saying a word about the Qiankun bag, it became a "mention" in the mouth of this little girl.

Under the Yashan Gate......

The Misty Fairy sat as usual, slowly letting go of his five fingers, and the cold gravel was in his hand, revealing its shape.

He glanced at the two imps behind him before looking back at Zhang Tang: "You brought someone here, what is the matter?"

Zhang Tang frowned, and he was actually quite surprised.

He and Jianchou had met in the small world of killing red, but they didn't know what their identity was and where they came from, even if they suddenly saw them half a day ago, she never mentioned where she came from.

Now that I think about it, she did it on purpose.

What is Yashan?

Before Zhang Tang came into contact with the cultivation realm, he didn't know what these two words meant to the Extreme Domain, but once he read the relevant records, he would feel a chill in his heart.

Ten Jiazi ago, in the battle of the Yin and Yang Realm, Kunwu Yashan came out together, together with the three thousand in the Central Domain and the two cultivators of Buddhism and Dao, and killed a person on the battlefield of the Extreme Domain.

Today, there are a lot of white bones under the Yellow Spring, most of which are left by the monks of Yashan Mountain!

In a tone of fear, the dossier of the Receiving Division recorded a few words about Yashan.

A thousand years ago, the powerful monks of the Nineteen Continents flew to the upper realm, half out of the cliff mountain!

Draw your sword and fight, and you won't retreat when you fight, how many Polar Ghost Cultivators have been terrified?

Today, he was so caught off guard in a small dilapidated house that he heard the words "under the door of Yashan"?

It felt a little hard to say for a while.

Zhang Tang has always been a person who hides in his heart in the turbulent waves, and his face is not obvious, and he replied to the fairy in the fog: "Those who have asked for their predecessors are not Zhang Tang." ”

"Those who ask are the youngest. ”

Since it was exposed, I calmed down when I saw it.

She continued along with Zhang Tang's words: "The younger generation came unexpectedly out of boundary, and was trapped in the extreme region and couldn't get out, and now it's a crisis step by step, and I heard that the seniors of the fairy in the fog often have a fate, and help them." Seeing that he wanted a way to cover up the identity of the living, he came to the starry night and asked his predecessors to forgive me. ”

The fairy in the fog sat still in place, and his feet were all broken for some reason, which was commensurate with the stones in the room, and only made people feel like they were in a pile of rubble.

He heard the meaning of the sorrowful narrative, but he was not surprised at all.

Big living people, what else can you do here?

It's just that......

The Misty Immortal asked, "It seems that you are indeed an accident, not that Yashan is going to restart the Yin and Yang Realm Battle...... But since the battle of the Yin and Yang Realm, the Extreme Domain has set up the Liberation Heaven Creation Array at the junction of Yin and Yang, with life and death as the boundary, even if it is the power of the heavens, it cannot enter with the body of a living person. You're just a little Jindan monk, how did you break through the boundary?"

“……”

There was a sudden silence.

It took a long time for her to answer three words—

"One-person platform. ”

The moment these three words came out, those cloudy eyes seemed to finally be clearer.

The Misty Fairy sat on the wooden pier, his head that had not moved for a long time, and finally slowly raised his head, looking at the sorrowful gaze, with an unprecedented scrutiny for the first time.

One-person desk.

It's a word that you hardly hear in the Polar Domain.

But at this moment, it came out of the mouth of the girl in front of him so really, and his dull and dull senses finally came back gradually under the stimulation of this one word.

Rolling his eyes slowly, the fairy in the mist suddenly became a little interested in seeing sorrow.

"No wonder. You've ever been on a stage?"

No wonder?

She only said "one-person platform", and the other party already understood why she was able to break the boundary and say such a sentence......

Seeing sorrow, I thought in my heart, this "Misty Immortal" was so familiar with the affairs of the Central Domain, he must have been a monk of the Nineteen Continents before his death, and he was definitely not a mortal on an isolated island in the world!

Her heart was racing, but her answer was very neat and short: "More than a month ago, I was lucky to win." ”

"Fluke?"

Hearing these two words, the misty fairy actually laughed inexplicably.

As usual, it is an obscure sound that grinds like a whetstone, which makes people feel furious when they hear it.

He looked worried, obviously he was a dignified arrogance, with a kind of sharp momentum, and he was very confident in his own mind and mind, and it was really false to say the word "luck".

The Misty Fairy wasn't very accustomed to hearing it.

"What kind of luck is there in the world? Winning is the real skill. You don't have to be humble in front of my bad old man......"

I didn't expect that the other party would say such a sentence.

But inexplicably, there was something that secretly matched her mind.

The victory of one-person Taiwan, of course, is that Xie Buchen did not come, but Xie Buchen came, does she really have no chance of winning?

Not necessarily.

If she wins, she wins, and the world is decided and cannot be changed.

She smiled and only arched her hand: "The younger generation is taught." ”

The Misty Immortal didn't pay attention to it, and only said: "I have always had rules for helping people, Zhang Tangke told you, right?"

Seeing sorrow, he glanced at Zhang Tang next to him.

Zhang Tang didn't move a step after standing still, and now he just listened to them talking, and didn't mean to interject.

So, seeing the sorrow, he spoke: "Master Zhang has already said a thing or two. It's just that I don't know, can I ask my seniors to help cover up my identity, and if so, what price do my juniors have to pay?"

The Misty Immortal didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "You are covering up your identity to stay in the Extreme Domain and seek a way to return to the Nineteen Continents?"

"Yes. ”

Seeing that he didn't know what his intentions were, he only answered truthfully.

“……”

There was a long silence again.

Only this time, the silence no longer comes from sorrow, but from the misty fairy whose body is half like buried in the soil.

There was a lamp lit by the window, and there was no oil in the lamp, only the wick lit up and illuminated everything around it.

Seeing that he didn't know where this person was comparable to Yan Jun of Bafang City, what was he thinking about at the moment, he couldn't be disturbed, so he had to stand aside silently.

Zhang Tang's brows were already tightly twisted at this moment.

In the vertical mark in the center of the eyebrows, a faint aura of condensation emerged.

He had been in contact with the Misty Immortal before, and knew that this was a powerful monk who almost forgot how to speak because he had so little to say.

Someone came, and he asked for his appetite, and if the other party could satisfy him, he would help them.

Generally speaking, it can be solved in three or two sentences.

This was the first time he had heard the Misty Fairy say so many words, and he hadn't even put forward his own conditions for seeing sorrow.

Could it be that after all, he was a monk of the Nineteen Continents, so he was particularly interested in the sorrow from the Nineteen Continents Cliff Mountain?

Zhang Tang couldn't be sure.

His wandering gaze swept over the body of the sorrowful, a monk of the Nineteen Continents who wanted to leave the Extreme Domain, and from the body of the Immortal in the Mist, a former monk of the Nineteen Continents......

Little by little, the pieces began to be spliced together automatically.

But Zhang Tang was standing, and he still looked like he was still moving.

During the period of time he was thinking, the Misty Fairy seemed to have thought about it about the same.

His hair, which was almost falling to the ground, was still messy, and he looked down at the piece of gravel in his palm, and slowly lowered it back to the ground.

His voice was still slow and sluggish, with a stiffness that he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time.

"I don't have a grudge against Yashan. You are under the gate of Yashan Mountain, I can help you, as for the price......"