Ten miles away from Anxi City, there is a hill called "West Mountain". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because Anxi City is built on the mountain, forming a natural fortress, and the West Mountain is a branch of the "Xi Mountain" in the city, in order to distinguish it, this hill is called "West Mountain", the same sound but different name.

"The demon clan is coming, the demon clan is ready to move, the human race is not stopping infighting, the root of the curse has been planted, and the world is going to be in chaos!"

A young Taoist priest dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying a peachwood sword on his back stood on the top of the West Mountain and said lightly.

"Senior Brother Daoyuan, I'm compassionate again!"

"The fate of the three races of people, demons, and demons has their own ways!"

"As the saying goes, different ways don't conspire with each other, it's human nature to call back and forth!"

"But this time it might be a little special, the old guys closed their mouths almost at the same time, and none of them farted!"

A young monk wearing a washed gray monk's robe with a bald head stood at Daoyuan's side and said with his hands folded.

"Put your mother's stinky fart, no, the monk fart, it has nothing to do with the monk's mother!"

"Bald donkey, you stink, it's just smelly, you will fight when you say it, you will kill it when you say it, and you immortal sects will do it, you are offered to the high, not to ensure the peace of the world, but you wantonly fish and meat ordinary people, if God has eyes, you bald donkeys should be chopped to death!"

A big man, shirtless, with bulging muscles all over his body, carrying a mace, appeared on the west mountain and scolded the monk.

"Senior Brother Huiguang, Lord Lie, we meet again, Daoyuan is polite!"

Dao Yuan arched his hand and said, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Monk, I came to the Holy Land of the Wu Clan to escort the little monks, Lie Wang Ba, you are alone, what are you doing here to join in the fun?"

Monk Huiguang asked suspiciously, and by the way, he returned the small loss he had just suffered.

"Huiguang bald donkey, if you are allowed to come, you will not be allowed to come to my fierce overlord, it makes no sense."

"Is the skin itchy again, let's compare and compare, Lao Tzu's mace hasn't opened meat for a long time!"

The Fierce Overlord laughed, the mace in his hand kept beating, and he looked completely eager to try.

"Barbarian, why didn't you burn you to death when God punished the barbarians! Save yourself from harming the world everywhere! Yo, a breakthrough? ”

Monk Huiguang suddenly turned grim and asked seriously.

"Hahaha, it's a little bit closer, I can't kill you if I kill, it's no problem to beat you all over your body!"

"But at our level, it's even more difficult to get to the next step!"

The Overlord suddenly said with emotion.

"Back then, for the sake of half a book of heaven, we killed the head bleeding, dark, I thought we had the chance to win, who would have thought that there was a pickaxe behind ......"

Daoyuan fell into his memory, and said with embarrassment, and actually reached out and touched his head, which showed that he was deeply impressed.

Once, in a grand event of the Immortal Gate, someone commented that the younger generation of immortal cultivators today is led by four people: Daoyuan of the Daomen, Huiguang of the Buddhism, the farmer of the barren mountains and the barbarian Lieba, but they can't tell which is higher and which is lower.

Later, someone specifically asked the Buddhist master Zhiran to ask which is higher and which is lower, and the master Zhiran put his hands together and said incomprehensibly:

"The book of heaven is open, the dark clouds are now, and the leader is gone!"

In the end, the person who asked also seemed to understand, because there was a pickaxe, which was a farmer's weapon, so the people who came thought that the master was more inclined to the farmer, but in the end, he didn't evaluate one, two, three, four, and finally it was gone.

But what the truth is, only the parties know what is going on.

The distance between the three of Daoyuan and the farmer is not large, it is the distance of a door:

"In order to enter the door, the three people outside the door fought to break their heads and bleed; The farmer leaned against the wall, leaned on the hoe, and leisurely flipped through the book. ”

Later, because the three of them were too noisy, it affected the mood of reading, so they had to knock them out.

Of course, it was a bit heavy, because the farmer forgot that he was holding a hoe, not a stick.

As for who is the leader of the younger generation of immortal cultivators, the farmer has no voice, and the other three are willing to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

A red light rose from the western mountain like a firework, rose to a certain height and then dispersed, only the light flashed but not red, because it was still daytime.

Xishan was like a giant tortoise awakened, trembling slowly, as if struggling back and forth between waking up and deep sleep, and the squeaking sound was endless.

With a click, a corner of Xishan shattered, and a light gate that seemed to be real and virtual gradually revealed its prototype, and in the continuous solidification, a musty, foul-smelling smell came out of it, without a trace of the smell of the holy land.

"The old guys have done it, it's time for us to move around, there are demon cubs who don't have long eyes, try to keep your breath, the monk wants to overtake them personally!"

When Huiguang flew north, he said lightly.

"I really doubt that the monk's sister was abducted by the demon cub, or what's wrong, hating the demon clan so much?"

"But the monk doesn't seem to have a sister, Daoist, I choose the East, and the rest of you and Na Ho share!"

After the fierce overlord finished speaking, he ran eastward.

"Daoyuan chooses the south, farmer, you can only choose the west, farewell!"

As soon as Daoyuan gave his hand, the whole person disappeared like a wind.

The farmer with a hoe and pickaxe appeared at the top of the western mountain, and walked silently to the west, strangely holding two chairs in each hand, not knowing what he was going to do.

The light gate gradually solidified, as if it had torn a hole in the complete space.

The five-colored light splashed in the mouth, and the pavilions and pavilions loomed in the mist, like a fairyland, and it was beautiful.

It makes people want to stop and can't control themselves at a glance, as if not entering it is a big regret in life.

Only the musty smell and foul smell remind people that the fairyland within the gate of light is not perfect, there is also the smell of sunshine for many years, and there is also the smell of rotting corpses in the world.

It turns out that the fairyland is in the world, but it exudes an indescribable weirdness.

"The gate to the Lich City has been opened, and the time limit is two hours, so don't miss the hour if you don't hurry in."

"Again, when you hear the three bells, you must get to the exit within two hours, or you will be lost in the rules of the Lich City forever!"

The voice of the old man was like thunder in the sky, coming from all directions of the West Mountain, waking up the people who were intoxicated in the fairyland.

The people who woke up looked at the five-colored world in the light gate with a shocked face, and for a while, no one stepped forward, and they subconsciously retreated.

Everyone retreated in horror, and as a result, the people who rushed to the front became even more forward, and for a moment they felt a little out of the crowd.

The turtle king eight mung beans finally knew why Liu Hulan in her hometown was captured by the devil, not that she was too honest, but that this group of fellow villagers was too cunning.

The four of Dongfang Xiaoshu reluctantly walked towards the light gate, and were about to get into the light gate, when a cold shout sounded: "Those who have tokens enter, and those who do not have tokens retreat!" ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu looked at the skinny old man in front of the light gate, reached out and took off the skin bag on his waist, took out four tokens, and shook it in front of him, the first to enter the underground city like a fairyland, the first three of them followed without hesitation, and disappeared in the flickering of five-colored light.