The top of the jade gate is the best of the three mountains in Huizhou, the mountain is high into the clouds, and the snow does not melt all year round.

There is a long legend in the area of Huizhou, and it is said that there are immortals living on the top of the jade gate, and they protect the people of the world.

Therefore, the most common thing that the people of Huizhou did 50 years ago was to worship at the foot of Yumen Mountain, where hundreds of altars are scattered large and small.

But now it has gradually been covered with cobwebs and dust over time, and those unwavering beliefs have been weathered in time.

The immortal gate fell, all the roads were hidden, and the immortals who sheltered the world withdrew too quickly, so that the world did not come back to their senses, and all of this was over.

Black Tooth took the elite of the five thousand Great Qin, surrounded the entire Jade Gate, he stood on the grass under the mountain, pulled out a map from his battle armor, opened it and compared the positions, and said with a humble smile:

"That's right, it's this mountain. ”

Hei Fang looked at the soldiers behind him and said in a loud voice:

"Brothers, military merit is on the top of the mountain. ”

"There are traitors who dare to assassinate the king, but it took me a lot of effort to win this opportunity. ”

The lieutenant of the black tooth quipped:

"General, you're talking nonsense again, I heard that the general took the initiative to give you the opportunity, and this is not what you want to come. ”

Blacktooth raised the whip in his hand, and frightened the lieutenant to withdraw his hand, and he scolded:

"You know a fart, if it weren't for Lao Tzu begging grandpa to tell grandma every day, how could the general ring me? This is a crying child who has milk to eat. ”

The adjutant general laughed out loud and said:

"General, I think you annoyed the general, so he sent you out, trying to be quiet. ”

"Little monkey cub, what the fuck are you telling the truth?"

Black Tooth pointed at his lieutenant and scolded:

"You fucking know a fart, who am I pulling Zhang Lao's face all day long for? Isn't it so that you can get some military merits, is it easy for me to fucking ease?"

The Qin soldiers under the mountain laughed when they heard this, and the black-toothed general was like a monkey with anxious eyes.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, if one of the traitors who assassinated the king ran away later. ”

The adjutant general hurriedly answered:

"You cut off my head and use it as a night pot. ”

"Fuck off, I don't want such an ugly night pot. ”

As the words fell, five thousand elites headed towards the top of the mountain, densely black, like a torrent of steel.

However, the clouds and mist cover it, but it cannot be seen on the top of Yumen Mountain.

.........

At the top of Yumen Mountain, thousands of mountains of snow at dusk, the sea of clouds rolls.

The snow of thousands of autumns does not melt all year round, and the cold wind here is cold, like the wax moon.

Fifty years ago, the Yumen Zhenjun, who was enshrined in Huizhou, stood on the top of the mountain, shocked, he suddenly had a whim today, and he couldn't help himself for a long time, as if there was some catastrophe coming.

The monk senses the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and is most sensitive to the catastrophe, which is obviously something terrible coming.

"Could it be that Da Qin?"

Yumen Zhenjun held the dust in his hand, and kept turning it as if to hide the uneasiness in his heart.

Recently, if there is really anything, it is that the Taoist boy who has served him for fifty years was beheaded by that Great Qin, and the Great Qin Emperor wanted to kill the three clans in the name of assassinating the king, and he was domineering.

An emperor who has not yet truly reached the world.

It's just that it leveled the dead city and occupied the land of the three counties, although it has become a general trend, but after all, it has not become the common respect of the world.

Who did he think he was, and how dare he threaten the Hidden Daomen like this?

Don't you know how many emperors the Daomen have sent away?

Yumen Zhenren held the dust in his hand, a little confused.

"No, the first emperor, why does it make me so uneasy?"

"But I don't go down the mountain all year round, how can I get into trouble?"

Since fifty years ago, the Yumen Yimai has never descended the mountain again, and the last time he went down the mountain was just his child.

"It can only be that Great Qin, but where did this calamity come from?"

Yumen Zhenren turned his hand and carried his dust behind him, turned around and landed on the altar of the top vein of Yumen, he was ready to make a hexagram and calculate the good luck.

The top vein of the jade gate, what he is best at is calculating, passing on the ancient six skills.

The art of the six masters, pushing the predecessors through the ages, cutting off the good luck and evil of the descendants, is known as the strongest number of techniques, but it is extremely costly, and even vain exploration of heaven will even be punished by heaven.

Therefore, since the real person of Yumen inherited this Dao technique, he has only used it twice, and the last time he used this technique was more than fifty years ago.

The last hexagram said that if he took a step back, it would be a peaceful day for fifty years.

Therefore, he closed the mountain before Gu Hongzi found it.

It's a pity that the Yumen lineage has not gone down the mountain for too long, and he has no detailed understanding of the real person of the Yumen in the vain city, otherwise he would not have chosen to let his Dao Tong test it.

The lamp on the altar was lit, the lamp stretched, and the sixty-four hexagrams hung in the air above the altar, and the flames were swirling, and the real person of Yumen picked up the copper coin and threw it casually.

The copper coin flipped and fell from the void, landing on the Yin and Yang Taiji in the center of the entire altar.

Copper coins are stacked on top of each other.

Yumen Zhenren gently swept away the copper coins that fell to the ground with his mana, and looked at the sixteen copper coins, his expression changed in an instant.

"Deadend?"

"How can there be a dead end?"

The mana of the real people of Yumen was stirred up with their emotions, and the heavy snow on the altar was scattered one after another.

This hexagram has only a trace of vitality, and it is almost a certain death.

The mana opened his crown, and in an instant, there was a Dao True Cultivator's hair emanating, as if he was crazy.

"Deadend?"

"It can't be!"

"Did I miscalculate?"

But Yumen Zhenren also knows that the art of the six masters will not be wrong, and it is too bizarre to say that he has been obsessed with sex for decades.

At this moment, there was a sound of rushing running behind Yumen Zhenren.

As soon as Yumen Zhenren turned around, he found that it was his own Daotong, and the little Daotong was panting at this time, as if he had encountered something terrible.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Daotong was taken aback when he saw the appearance of the real person in Yumen, how could his real person be covered with hair, as if he was crazy.

"Yes...... Someone has attacked the mountain!"

After hearing this, Yumen Zhenren suddenly turned his head and looked at the hexagram he calculated, just now his mana was agitated, and he turned over a few of the copper coins.

In this originally dead end, the only glimmer of life was categorically buried.

Yumen Zhenren's pupils dilated suddenly, and he turned his head and hurriedly asked:

"Who?

Dao Tong was just about to open his mouth to speak, when a rough voice interrupted.

"Great Qin, Black Tooth, on the orders of General Great Qin, destroy your three clans. ”

The battle burst out, and the white tiger roared above the void, as if a white tiger was stepping on the snow-capped peak.

Roaring mountains.

Since the Great Qin Shi Huang said that he wanted to raze the three clans, then no one could take this as a joke.