Chapter 227: The Fog
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The rumbling thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the frenzied lightning tore at the sky, like an angry god roaring in the sky, illuminating the dark Kunlun Mountain.
The light and shadow are intertwined, the light is only for a moment, but the dark shadow seems to be everywhere, and it will continue like this forever. The entire huge Kunlun Mountain Range flickered in the midst of the storm, lightning and thunder, except for one place.
It was between the heavens and the clouds.
The four strange peaks suspended in the sky stood still, and in the mysterious forbidden place below them, the dense fog that did not disperse all the year round was not affected by this storm in any way, all the rain fell down, and fell silently into the dense fog and there was no movement, and the dense fog showed no signs of shrinking and retreating, and even at some point, this strange dense fog even slowly expanded outward, slowly drifting towards the four strange peaks in the sky.
This is the most deserted and empty day of the year in the most important holy land of the Kunlun sect. Because unless it is a person who must not leave the pass for other reasons, most of the Yuanying Zhenjun who cultivate in the Heavenly Dome Cloud will go to the Zhengyang Hall of Tiankun Peak, and the only two remaining Avatar True Monarchs, Tianlan rarely comes back outside all the year round, and Bai Chen Zhenjun also left Dongfeng on this day a few years ago to go to the platform for Xianyue Zhenren.
The wind and rain were terrible, and the fog was foggy, and no one seemed to pay attention to this place anymore, only the thick fog kept drifting in the air, looking at the dark night sky.
Among the four strange peaks in spring, summer, autumn and winter between the clouds in the sky, Winter Peak has always been a very peculiar peak, and in this night of heavy rain, the other three peaks were drenched with rain, but no rain fell on Winter Peak.
Because it's so cold on this mountain, almost all the raindrops turn into frost at first when they fall, and then turn into wind and snow and slowly fall down.
In the world of wind and snow, it is lonely and lonely, and you can see transparent ice cubes of different shapes everywhere, reflecting each other with a psychedelic and magnificent luster, as if it is a fairyland completely different from the outside world. It's so beautiful, it's just not popular, and it seems like a place where no one should live.
The place where the top of the Winter Peak is surrounded by a raging storm and snow is where Bai Chen's cave is located, and the legend has it that the supreme level of the great monk of the Transformation God True Monarch has peerless supernatural powers that penetrate the heavens and the earth, there are countless magical Dao methods, and countless magic weapons and spiritual materials, and they will carefully arrange a magical cave house that only belongs to them, which has all kinds of magic, countless formations, and countless elites in the world, all kinds of fierce and unbelievable forbidden organs. There is even a saying in the cultivation world: Never challenge a living God Transformation True Monarch in the True Monarch Cave Mansion, even if you are also a God Transformation True Monarch.
Only the dead God True Monarch will begin to loosen the ban after a long time, and he can be snooped on by outsiders. In the long history of Middle-earth, each ancient True Monarch Cave Mansion is an incredibly huge treasure, and the slightest word of news is enough to drive the world crazy. Despite this, those ancient True Monarch Caves that have been handed down from ancient times are still extremely dangerous places, claiming the lives of countless explorers who yearn for treasures in the past years.
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Zhuo Xian stood quietly outside the cave on the Winter Peak, and the wind and snow fell on his shoulder, but he didn't realize it. Extremely high above his head was the True Monarch Cave Mansion wrapped in a violent snowstorm.
Occasionally, he would raise his head in the cold wind and glance at the mysterious cave mansion in the heights, but even with his current Jindan realm eyesight, he couldn't penetrate the wind and snow, so he couldn't see the appearance of the cave mansion clearly.
He had never been to the top of Winter Peak, and he had never really seen the cave.
He always had a wish in his heart, hoping to take a look at the Master's Cave Mansion and see if the Cave Mansion of the most powerful monk in the world was really as magical and powerful as the legend said.
It's just that, after so many years, he still doesn't have this opportunity.
But it doesn't matter, Zhuo Xian has always been a very patient person, he can wait, and he is willing to wait. Just like now he was waiting for Master Bai Chen Zhenjun to come down from the high cave mansion, even if the cold wind was blowing on his face, he didn't care at all.
Beside him, on the snow, lay a large wooden box, which he sometimes glanced at and then looked away.
The night was deep, and the wind and snow drifted.
There was a sudden whistling sound above the sky, and in an instant, the wind and snow flew together, rolled upside down and rose into the air, gathered at one point and then suddenly dispersed, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers and falling down, and a figure in the wind and snow fell suddenly, describing the withered eyes with a god, it was Bai Chen Zhenjun.
Zhuo Xian bowed his head deeply, looked respectful, and saluted: "Master." ā
Bai Chen Zhenjun stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent, and said, "Let's change clothes." ā
Zhuo Xian answered, turned around and opened the box beside him, and a cold wind blew, revealing a set of dignified and solemn dresses in the box.
For many years, in the sect council, wearing a grand dress has always been the privilege of the head of the real person, and Bai Chen Zhenjun, as the master of Xianyue Zhenren, as long as this dress sits there solemnly and solemnly, he doesn't need any words, it already says everything.
Just as Zhuo Xian leaned over and stretched out his hand, about to pick up the dress to serve the master and put it on, he suddenly heard a question from Bai Chen Zhenjun behind him, and said:
"Are you the only one on this mountain?"
Zhuo Xian's body stiffened suddenly, and the fingers that had just touched the soft dress only felt an endless chill suddenly rush into his body from his fingers, freezing the blood all over his body.
He even subconsciously held his breath.
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It was pitch black outside the window, lightning and thunder and heavy rain, which made people feel a little panicked.
Yi Xin sat in front of the window, always feeling a little uneasy in her heart, and at this time, there was a sudden sound on the bed behind her, which startled her, and she hurriedly looked back. I saw Su Mowu lying on the bed falling asleep, just turned over, and muttered something in his mouth, but his face was actually a little frightened, as if he had dreamed of something terrible.
Yi Xin put her mind at ease, and then felt a little funny, but although she was also from the Kunwucheng family on weekdays, except for Su Qingjun, who has become close these days, she is really not familiar with the rest of the Su family. For Su Mo, she is also a tyrant in Kunwu City on weekdays, and she has always stayed away.
Speaking of it today, it was the first time she was alone in the same room with this person, and for some reason, she always felt a little weird, so seeing Su Mo turning over in horror in her sleep, Yi Xin didn't mean to come forward to comfort and take care of her.
At this time, a thought suddenly crossed her heart, but she was thinking about what would happen to her if it was Brother Lu who was lying on that bed at the moment?
Will they go over and take care of him?
Perhaps, it should ...... Yes.
She ate and laughed, and suddenly felt that her face was slightly hot, so she became a little shy, and complained to herself in a low voice, and she didn't know if she was talking about herself or scolding Lu Chen.
But after standing like this for a moment, she opened the door and walked out, standing in the hallway outside.
A cold wind blew with rain powder and blew on her face, and she took a deep breath, but suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
Originally, on such a dark day, a girl's family was alone in the same room with a strange man, and it didn't look right, so it was better to stand outside the door.
Yi Xin smiled and looked at the rainy night, the surrounding houses were still deserted, and those who went to Tiankun Peak still hadn't come back.
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On the winter peak between the clouds in the sky.
Zhuo Xian's body was slightly bent, his fingers touched the dress, and in this cold snowy night, for some reason, a drop of sweat suddenly dripped from his forehead.
It was at this time that the old man who was standing in the wind and snow behind him followed very calmly, and said, "Where did the girl from Bailian go?"
Zhuoxian's eyes closed and opened, and for a moment he inhaled deeply, and then everything returned to normal in a blink of an eye, and the smile returned to his face.
He reached out and lifted the dress from the big box, spread it out in his hand, and walked towards Bai Chen Zhenjun respectfully, while smiling: "Little junior sister, she has gone down the mountain in front of her." ā
Bai Chen Zhenjun snorted and said, "Don't you cultivate the mountain, what are you going to do down the mountain?"
Zhuo Xian walked to Bai Chen Zhenjun's side, lifted the two sleeves of the dress with both hands, and served Bai Chen Zhenjun to put it on slowly, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Master, although the little junior sister is extremely talented, it is rare to see it in a hundred years, but she is still a child after all, and sometimes she likes to play and be playful, and it is nothing." ā
Bai Chen Zhenjun got dressed, and asked Zhuo Xian to button those gorgeous but very cumbersome buttons in front of him one by one, and at the same time frowned at him: "You and Xianyue are his senior brothers, if I am not there on weekdays, I must also strictly restrain Bailian, and I can't indulge at will." ā
Zhuo Xian nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, the disciple understands." ā
As he spoke, all the dresses had been put on, Bai Chen Zhenjun slightly shook his sleeves, and the two snowflakes around him swept into a whirlpool, and then quietly dispersed and slowly fell.
"Let's go, and I'll help your senior brother in the last place. Bai Chen Zhenjun said lightly, and then his gaze drifted into the distance, only to see the wind and snow in the distance, and the wisps of mist fluttering.
"It's a lot of fog tonight. He sighed, and walked forward.
It was only after he had taken a few steps that his body suddenly stopped.
There was silence above the winter peak, and it seemed that even the snowflakes were falling silently, and the whole world was bleak and deserted.
He slowly turned around and looked in the same direction.
The thick fog was filled, drifting in the wind and snow, and I don't know when, the fog below the four strange peaks had actually spread to the mountain of Winter Peak. At the same time, at the edge of the wind, snow and fog, in the mist, there was a sudden ripple.
An unusually tall and burly figure, looming in the mist, appeared. (To be continued.) )