Wangwu Mountain, located on the border of Mingyue Country, is two strange mountains, famous in the territory. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This mountain is famous for its steep and steep mountain, many deep mountains and old forests, broken cliffs, lingering in dense fog all year round, and the two mountains are like the pillar of optimus that separates the sky and the earth.

Mo Tianshao's village was built in this Wangwu Mountain, which is a paradise, isolated from the world, and the villagers in the village are very simple, kind, and do not ask about the world.

Returning to his hometown, Mo Tianshao could not hide his excitement, he harnessed the flying sword, landed on the steep stone road out of Wangwu Mountain, and walked step by step along the stone road to the depths of the mountain.

He couldn't be more aware of the topography of this mountain, and he had walked back and forth dozens of times on this stone road.

The stone road is rugged, and next to it is a bottomless cliff, surrounded by thick fog and a bitterly cold wind.

In the past, Mo Tianshao had to be careful and cautious when he followed the adults on this mountain road, because when walking here, even if he just took a nap, he might fall into the cliff and die without a place to be buried.

This mountain road is hardly easy for ordinary people to walk.

Fortunately, Mo Tianshao had walked many times before, and now he was a cultivator of the Qi Gathering Realm, and this rugged mountain road like a moat was nothing to him.

Soon, he walked to the end of the mountain road, standing on a huge weathered stone, and looking at the peak, a village with a dozen small thatched huts was quietly and peacefully located in Wangwu Mountain.

In front of the village, the water is murmuring, and large swaths of snow and plum blossom in the cold winter wind, swaying vividly.

Dozens of acres of fields, more than 100 ponds, and patches of fruit forests.

Although this village seems to be very barren to the outside world, in the eyes of Mo Tianshao, it is a rich land, although it is isolated from the world, it has its own unique quiet and serene beauty.

From afar, he saw children playing around the village, adults fishing in the ponds, and women picking vegetables buried in the winter snow in the fields, all with smiles on their faces.

Houses are decorated with flaming red couplets, and red paper lanterns are hung in front of thatched houses, full of festive atmosphere.

Winter has arrived, and the Prayer Festival has arrived, which is a festival that the entire Xianxuan Continent will celebrate.

Mo Tianshao even saw that many children were stacking thousands of paper cranes, full of their little wishes, and the dried peach trees were neatly stacked on the small dam in the village.

At night, burn the peach wood, burn the thousand paper cranes, and the wishes on it can fly with the thousand paper cranes to the fairy world.

This is what Mo Tianshao heard from the elders since he was a child, but now, he knows that it is just a legend.

Mo Tianshao walked step by step, and several women who were picking vegetables in the field saw him, and they all frowned and immediately relaxed.

One of the women, who was about thirty-five years old, saw Mo Tianshao with a look of surprise on her face: "Are you Xiao Mo?" ”

Mo Tianshao saw the woman and greeted with a smile: "Third aunt! ”

The woman in front of him is the third daughter-in-law of the village chief, Mo Tianshao's parents died when he was a child, and his brother grew up eating a hundred meals after falling off the cliff, and the village chief who loves him the most is the village chief, Mo Tianshao naturally recognizes the woman in front of him.

"It's really Xiao Mo!" The woman was overjoyed, and ran up with a cigarette, followed by five women who were also happy: "I haven't seen you for so long, I have grown a lot taller, and my body is also strong." I heard, you went to seek immortals, did you succeed? ”

Mo Tianshao shook his head and said nothing.

"If you can't succeed in seeking immortals, it's okay, stay in the village with peace of mind. Father and his old man have been talking about you, for fear that you will do something outside, for fear of being sorry for your parents and brother's spirit. ”

"Village chief, grandpa, is he okay?"

"Good! How is it bad? The old man's body is tough. ”

"What about the eldest uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle?"

"Hey! They're fishing in the fish pond over there! The woman replied with a smile, almost from ear to ear, "Go, go back first, and the old man will be glad to know that you are back." ”

The village chief's house is a wooden house, a total of seven or eight rooms, the living equipment, tables, wooden beds and chairs in the room are very simple, but it is very clean and gives people a fresh feeling.

Mo Tianshao used to live in this wooden house, and since he was nine years old, he has been living in the village chief's house.

Many children who were stacking thousands of paper cranes on the small dam were excited when they saw Mo Tianshao coming back, and they surrounded them one by one, pulling Mo Tianshao's robe, and yelling cutely to call their brother to hug.

In the past, Mo Tianshao often played with these four or five-year-old children, picking peaches in the fruit forest, touching shrimp in the stream, and digging birds' nests in the mountains and forests.

Not only these children, but also many old people who stayed in the village came out to greet them with a smile, and they have always been very good to Mo Tianshao.

Seeing this, Mo Tianshao smiled and said hello one by one.

This feeling of being cared for and greeted by acquaintances warmed his heart, and the feeling of coming home was really good.

"Daddy! Look, who's back? The third aunt led Mo Tianshao all the way back to the wooden house and shouted.

On a kang, an old man in a thick cotton coat was smoking a big cigarette pouch, chatting around the table with three or two friends, drinking hot wine and eating side dishes.

The old man was very strong, about eighty years old, but he was more energetic than most young people.

His eyes were bright, and he followed the prestige, and saw the third aunt standing in front of the wooden house, carrying a vegetable basket: "Who is back?" ”

The third aunt smiled mysteriously, and turned her head to look at Mo Tianshao: "Why don't you go in and let grandpa take a look?" ”

Mo Tianshao smiled, slowly walked into the wooden house, looked at the old man with big bags under his eyes on the kang, and said respectfully: "Grandpa the village chief, I'm back!" ”

"You are. Little Mo? The old man looked stunned and immediately jumped off the kang.

Holding Mo Tianshao's shoulders, looking up and down, his eyes were full of love, as if he was afraid that the other party would make a mistake in the past half a year.

"You rabbit cub, just go, you can't be stubborn, you have the same virtue as your father!" The village chief laughed and scolded, giving Mo Tianshao a violent shudder.

Mo Tianshao didn't dodge, just smirked.

"Is it possible to seek immortals?" Immediately, the old man asked, and the other old men on the kang also followed the prestige.

Mo Tianshao shook his head.

"Since you can't ask for immortals, then stay in the village, it's not so easy to become an immortal. This time I came back to worship your parents, right? ”

Mo Tianshao nodded.

His parents were killed on the Winter Prayer Festival, going out down the mountain.

"Alas! Let's go! Kid, grandpa will take you there. The village chief sighed, he didn't want to mention the past that made Mo Tianshao sad, he looked back at a few of his old friends, and scolded with a smile: "You old guys eat and drink first, I'll take my grandson out for a walk and come back immediately." ”

Several old people smiled and nodded, and then the village chief instructed the third aunt to prepare a dinner at home.

The cold wind was blowing, the old man wrapped his cotton clothes tightly, and took Mo Tianshao into the frost, all the way towards the mountain behind the village, the place full of fruit forests.

There is a small hill there with many graves, all of which are villagers who have died in the village, including the graves of Mo Tianshao's parents.

With the tribute, Mo Tianshao knelt down in front of his parents' graves and was silent for a long time.

The old man looked at the immature Mo Tianshao, and could only look up to the sky and sigh, God is too unfair to let a child lose his parents so early.

"It's something your father left behind, something he gave me before he had an accident." After a long time, the old man suddenly took out a jade talisman from his arms and handed it to Mo Tianshao.

The jade talisman is emerald green all over, flashing with bihua, warm and moist in the hand, fragrant and refreshing, and there is a 'Mo' character engraved on it, flowing with a breath of Tao.

Today's Mo Tianshao is no longer the original child, as a Qi Gathering Realm, he can see at a glance that this jade talisman contains surging spiritual power, the ocean is like a sea, almost inexhaustible, inexhaustible, and it is engraved with special Dao patterns, which can automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into spiritual power and integrate into it.

"This is what my father left me before the accident?" Mo Tianshao looked at the jade talisman in the old man's hand, his face full of surprise.

"Before your father's accident, he seemed to have expected something, but unfortunately, I don't know, I'm just a wild man in the mountains, and I never ask about the world. This jade talisman was left to me by your father, and he asked me to give it to you when you became an adult, and now that you have reached the age of fifteen, it is time for you to return this thing to you. ”

Mo Tianshao's heart was excited, and he took the jade talisman from the old man's hand, and he suddenly realized that his father's identity must not be simple.

The middle-aged man who was once as simple as an ordinary countryman must have an identity that he doesn't know.

In the past, Mo Tianshao was still young and didn't know everything, but now, the moment he saw this jade talisman, he understood everything.

The death of parents is not simple, and the identity of parents is not simple.

"Grandpa, village chief, can you tell me something about my father?" Mo Tianshao asked, he had relied on his parents since he was a child, however, he rarely asked about them, and now seeing this mysterious jade talisman, he knew that his father should not be a native of the village, but an outsider.

In this ordinary village, if his father did not have a special and mysterious identity, it would be impossible for him to have such a wonderful jade talisman.

"No, I can only tell you that your parents are not the original villagers of our village, they are from outside the mountains."

Rumble!

The old man's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Mo Tianshao was shocked on the spot, his parents were from outside the mountain, and they had mysterious jade talismans, so they must be people from the Immortal Sect.

It is very likely that their deaths came from some powerful force.

Who the hell is it?

Mo Tianshao held the jade talisman tightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

"After the worship, let's go home! Now, it's getting dark. Those demon beasts in the mountains are going to come out to make trouble again. ”

Wangwu Mountain, the terrain is treacherous, there are many strange mountains in Mangshan, there are many fierce beasts and poisons in the deep forests, and there are evil curses of demons and insects.

It stands to reason that it is impossible to build a village on such a dangerous place.

However, Mo Tianshao knew that those fierce beasts and poisons did not dare to attack the village at night.

Before, he didn't know why, but now that he came into contact with cultivation, he knew that a powerful magic circle had been carved around the outer part of the village.

Those magic circles can open to form enchantments, and the monsters are difficult to attack.

Mo Tianshao didn't know who carved the magic circle, but judging from the past narrated by the village chief, this village should have existed for a long time.

The old man said that this village used to live in immortals, and this is his place of cultivation.

Mo Tianshao was silent, he didn't refute the old man's words, because he also saw that the terrain of this village was extraordinary.

This village sits in the mountains and belongs to the land of 'Coiling Dragon and Crouching Tiger'.

Gathering the essence of the sky, accommodating the earth's qi, is a good place, and it is a good hole.

According to the 'dragon search and earth exploration' technique of Si Nanfeng's teaching, Mo Tianshao actually found that there was a vigorous dragon vein under the village.

This is a treasure trove!