Seeing Wu Lai's impatient look, Qingshan Zhenren smiled and explained: "Most of our cultivator sects are in inaccessible places, and there are many people in the secular land, and the aura is lacking, so it is not suitable for cultivation at all, only in the deep mountains and valleys, can the aura gather and become a holy place for cultivators. It's time for the nosy people of the dragon group to come forward! ”

Wu Lai naturally knew this truth, nodded, and continued to walk forward, now he is already a martial artist of the congenital consummation realm, although there are many cliffs, deep forests, but for Wu Lai, it is like walking on the ground, it is nothing at all, and even sometimes, Wu Lai is thinking, if he goes to the Olympic Games in that world now, what 100-meter run, long jump, shot put throwing and other track and field events, he must be a gold medal, but in that case, he is afraid that he will be dissected and studied by the Chinese government as a guinea pig!

Finally, when it was getting late, the three of them finally came to the halfway point of a mountain peak, and at this time, a road had already appeared under their feet, paved with smooth bluestone slabs, reaching the peak!

"Haha, it's finally here, junior brother, work harder, this is already the mountain gate of our Zixia Temple, and when you go to this peak, it is where our Zixia Temple is located!" Aoyama stomped his feet on the bluestone pavement and laughed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wu Lai looked left and right, and sure enough, he found a half-human-high stone tablet standing on the side of the road, with the words "Zixia coming from the east" written on it, and the iron painting silver hook seemed to be carved out half of it with a sharp sword, and it faintly revealed a killing intent!

"Good word!" Wu Lai couldn't help but praise, it was obvious that the person who engraved the words "Zixia from the East" must be a master with a sword, although it looks old, the stone tablet is already covered with moss, and those four words have also been eroded by the wind and rain to a little blurred, but the fierce killing intent is still faintly transmitted!

Qingshan Zhenren was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but praise: "Senior brother, it's really a genius, I can see the extraordinary nature of this stele at a glance, this is written by our Zixiaguan Patriarch level master, it is said that this ancestor has already ascended to the immortal realm, and the words on this stele are improvised and engraved by this ancestor when he practiced swords halfway up the mountain!" Now it should be regarded as an antique, if it is taken to the world, it should be able to auction a lot of money, but unfortunately I tried to steal it several times, but I couldn't succeed! ”

"Damn, despise you!" Wu Lai looked at Qingshan Zhenren with disdain and said, how can things like immortal ruins be measured by money, he even felt in front of this monument that if he looked at it for a long time, he could understand swordsmanship!

Qingshan Zhenren didn't care, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, anyway, this stone tablet is also a dead thing, and it's useless to put it here, why don't you exchange a few dollars to go out and have a good time?" By the way, after returning to the mountain this time, I have to find a reason to go down the mountain and go to your nine-day club to have a good time, anyway, it will be free in the future, and I will live there for a year and a half to have fun, isn't it happy like a fairy? ”

"Alas! Senior brother, aren't you afraid of dying of exhaustion? Wu Lai shook his head and sighed, for this senior brother who is even more rogue than himself, Wu Lai is really a little speechless!

Qingshan Zhenren shook his head and said: "The so-called peony flower dies, and it is also romantic to be a ghost, life is in the world, and the blessings and disasters are unpredictable, so it is better to have fun in time!" ”

In the end, Qingshan Zhenren said that in his tone, which was still a little complacent, he actually brought out a bit of depression, which made Wu Lai couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Three or four real people listened to the topic discussed by their master and uncle, and couldn't help blushing, and finally had the courage to interject: "Master, uncle, in front of us is our Zixia Temple, the ancestor and his old man may still be waiting, let's rush back!" ”

Qingshan Zhenren couldn't help laughing and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, dare to teach the master a lesson, wait for the next time you go down the mountain, the master has to find a little fox charmer, break your child's body, save you from always being so ignorant!" ”

Although Qingshan Zhenren said so, his footsteps were not slow, and he walked along the bluestone road towards the peak, and Wu Lai and the three or four people followed closely behind!

When he was about to approach the top of the mountain, the sky was already slightly darkened at this time, and Qingshan Zhenren flashed aside, pointed to the front and said to Wu Lai: "Senior brother, here, look, in front is our Zixia Temple!" ”

Wu Lai hurriedly looked around, but he was suddenly stunned, standing motionless, looking at the Zixia View in front of him, with an unbelievable look!

"Oh my God! This is Zixia Temple? Wu Lai didn't believe his eyes anymore, threw the two big bags in his hand to the ground with a "plop", raised his hands and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but the scene in front of him did not change at all, it seems that this piece in front of him is undoubtedly Zixiaguan!

Qingshan Zhenren looked at Wu Lai's surprised eyes, and couldn't help but smile and said, "How is it?" Senior brother, are you stunned to see such a blessed land? ”

Wu Lai turned around, glared at Qingshan Zhenren fiercely, didn't say a word, turned around and walked down the bluestone road towards the mountain.

"Huh? Brother, what are you going to do? Qingshan Zhenren was taken aback, and immediately reached out and grabbed Wu Lai's sleeve and asked.

Wu Lai spit out a few words expressionlessly: "Don't pull me, I'm going down the mountain!" ”

"Down the mountain? What are you doing down the mountain? Aren't we here to meet the master, you are now a disciple of Zixiaguan, how can you get to the main altar of the master and turn around and leave? "Aoyama Zhenren looked puzzled!

When Wu Lai heard this, he shook his head and said, "This Qingshan Dao Chief, from now on, I will automatically withdraw from the Zixia Meditation Tour, right?" Shouldn't I be a disciple of Zixia Guan anymore? That's too tricky, isn't it? ”

When Qingshan Zhenren heard this, his face turned red and he said curtly: "Senior brother, this ...... This, I know that the conditions of our Zixia Temple are not very good, but the disciples of our Zixia Temple have real talents and real learning, you come here, you will definitely be able to learn advanced spells, believe me, don't be blinded by the scene in front of you, listen to the senior brother, let's go to meet the master first! ”

When Wu Lai heard this, he couldn't categorically refuse, so he had to turn around slowly, looking at the scene in front of him, and even had the heart to cry, is this the Zixia Temple of the Cultivator's Holy Land that Qingshan Zhenren said?

I saw that in front of me was a flat ground, about ten acres in size, covered with all kinds of thatched huts, these thatched huts seemed to be some years old, many of them showed a dilapidated appearance, staggering, as if the wind was about to fall, this is the so-called holy land of cultivators, right?

In Wu Lai's own mind, Zixiaguan, listening to this name, should be a large palace-like palace, golden and splendid, full of fairy energy, what cranes, divine beasts and the like are full of it, what Ganoderma lucidum, He Shou Wu's thousand-year-old spiritual grass is all over the ground, this is the scene of the cultivator's holy land, no matter how bad it is, it should at least be like the Youquanmen where he has been, there is a huge underground stronghold, intertwined, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the aura is also quite abundant, especially suitable for cultivation, But what is the matter with this large pile of thatched huts that are about to collapse? Especially what made Wu Lai feel strange was that there was no aura at all in this vicinity, how could he cultivate in a place where there was no aura? How can it become a sacred place for cultivators?

"Senior brother, isn't our Zixiaguan without money? Therefore, some good houses have not been built, and these thatched houses are hundreds of years old, built by some ancestor-level figures back then, and it is inevitable that they will be broken now! Aoyama Zhenren explained as he led Wu Lai towards the thatched house.

Wu Lai approached and found that there are really a lot of thatched houses in this area, but there are many lack of repairs, and half of them collapsed, it is estimated that there are no people living in them, the front one is clearly the largest, but it is also very dilapidated, and what makes Wu Lai very funny is that above the grass door of the largest thatched house, there is still a wooden plaque hanging crookedly, and there are three words "Zixia Guan" on the wooden plaque, these three words can still be seen to be golden, but many places have fallen off, Fortunately, even if it falls off, there are traces of a different color from other places, and the glyphs can still be recognized.

As soon as Qingshan Zhenren arrived at the door, he shouted loudly towards this large thatched house: "Uncle and uncle, senior brother and nephew, the real person is back, and if you want to eat, come out immediately!" ”

Qingshan Zhenren's voice startled Wu Lai, and before Wu Lai could react, he saw that many thatched houses were smashed open, and many people rushed out of them, and they rushed towards the three of them with happy faces.

I saw that most of these people were ragged, with yellow faces and thin muscles, but the speed at which they ran over was extremely fast, and they soon came to the side of the three of them, and began to grab things in the six big bags that Wu Lai and the three of them took up the mountain.

It didn't take much effort, the six big bags of various food were snatched up by these refugees, and in order to grab more food, there was even a dispute, Wu Lai saw that two Taoist priests were pulling together in order to grab a bag of "love and ignorance" potato chips, or Qingshan Zhenren took another bag of potato chips, and the war was quelled.

In the end, all six big bags were empty, and only three or four people were holding a box of "Mrs. Kang" instant noodles tightly, saying that they were going to keep them for the ancestors, so they were not snatched away!

And those who grabbed the things also greeted Aoyama with a smile, and then ran back to their thatched huts, and the scene that was noisy just now calmed down.

"This isn't Zixiaguan, this is a refugee camp, right?" Wu Lai secretly speculated in his heart.