The red sun finally disappeared completely below the horizon, and the land was plunged into darkness. The strange mirage scene in the air www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion has finally disappeared completely.

Huo Zongtang got off the horse with shock and doubt, and walked around the cliff.

This black canyon nearly 100 meters deep turned out to be a large circle, surrounded by a lone peak-like mountain in the middle.

The gravel landscape has also changed to a large black rock formation.

It turned out that before I knew it, I had come to the extreme depths of this desert.

Looking into the depths of the black canyon, there was a foul-smelling wind rushing towards you. At night, the bottom of the canyon was covered with green fire, and it was obvious that under the gurgling ghost fire, there were many bones of animals and war beasts.

Huo Zongtang decided to rest on the edge of the cliff for the night and wait for tomorrow to make plans.

Early in the morning of the second day, taking advantage of the bright sky, Huo Zongtang observed the terrain again. The black canyon in front of you is like a huge sinkhole suddenly in the vast desert, and the magic of the giant force of heaven and earth is shocking.

And in the middle of the huge and deep black canyon, a black stone mountain rises from the ground and reaches the sky.

In the middle of the stone mountain, there is a stone platform forty or fifty meters wide. The eastern feather birds that flew over the Death Canyon yesterday are now all lying on the stone platform, motionless looking up at the high stone mountain.

Huo Zongtang originally wanted to ride a horse around the black Grand Canyon, but after trying to walk for one or twenty miles, he found that something was wrong. The diameter of this black canyon is estimated to be hundreds of miles, and if you really want to run a lap, I am afraid it will take several days, and you can't afford to spend time.

In addition, there are several questions that have been haunting him.

Yesterday evening, why did those eastern feather birds risk their lives and fly over the Grand Canyon one after another? What was there on the black stone mountain on the other side that would allow them to make such a great sacrifice?

He didn't believe it was because of himself. Because although he chased after the East Feather Bird along the way, he never hurt an East Feather Bird, and the East Feather Bird was never afraid of him to such a point.

And those East Feather Birds on the opposite side are now maintaining a pilgrimage-like posture, kneeling down to worship the black stone mountain, as if there is some kind of magical power on the mountain. Huo Zongtang always felt that there must be some reason behind this.

Secondly, what about the strange mirage that appeared in the last ray of sunlight yesterday evening? What about the old man who seemed to be able to see him from the other side of time and space, the wooden house and the stone tablet? Everything was just so weird.

The most important thing is that when Huo Zongtang looked at the black stone mountain from afar, he sensed a vague ...... from the top of the mountain

Soul power fluctuates!

What's going on here?

The silver wildebeest under his crotch suddenly stopped, his hooves kicking on a spot in the gravel, and then let out an unusual neighing sound.

Huo Zongtang dismounted, swept away the gravel, and found a large stone slab underground.

There are words on the slate:

In 1951, Wang Zhongde, Du Lisheng, Liu Shasha, and other freshmen of the Imperial Academy of Culture and Martial Arts came here to experience and saw a magical mirage in the air. There are old people overlooking the three people from the clouds, and there are cold plums blooming in the clouds, one black and one white, full of people. There are also ancient ladies dancing in the air, like immortals. On the black stone mountain opposite, there seems to be the power of the soul soaring to the sky, and the three of us wandered here for three days without knowing what to do, so I regretted it. There is a big mystery in this mountain, and the book is left here, waiting for future generations to climb the mountain to solve the puzzles.

Here is another line of words, and the handwriting changes:

In 1965, Zhang Chang and Li Du, freshmen of the Imperial Academy of Literature and Martial Arts, came to the trial, and saw a mirage in the air, among which there were old men, stone tablets, and countless ink and plum illusions, and the encounters were strikingly similar to the above seniors. I don't know why, I went through a lot of hardships to climb the black stone mountain, but in the end I found nothing, and I regret it very much. I also left a book here, waiting for someone to come to solve my doubts.

After that, there were three or five lines of messages, all of which were messages left here by the seniors of the Imperial Academy of Culture and Martial Arts, and the content of the messages was similar, they were all surprised that this mountain was weird, and then they explored the secret to no avail, and they regretted leaving.

The most recent message was about 10 years ago.

Huo Zongtang couldn't help but be surprised.

It turns out that there are more people who have had the same experience as themselves, and they are not the only ones, the students of the Imperial Academy of Civil and Military Affairs, every ten years or so, a group of people will come here, and find the strangeness here, and then they will inevitably search and explore, but unfortunately in the end they all return in vain.

Moreover, the keywords in the message, such as the old man who seems to be able to see through time and space, such as the plum blossom shadow in the sky, and the fluctuation of the soul on the black stone mountain...... It's all the same!

What kind of secret is hidden behind this?

Huo Zongtang raised his head and looked at the stone mountain opposite. In his eyes, the black stone mountain became more and more mysterious.

He decided that he must go and find out!

He put the burden on his back on the ground and divided the food and water in it into two parts, one for himself and one for the silver wildebeest.

"I'll go and have a look on the other side, you wait for me here. Eat and drink here, you take care of yourself these days, wait for me to come back. As he spoke, he patted the horse's head and began to prepare. The silver wildebeest gently bit the horn of his coat, and seemed to be a little reluctant.

Huo Zongtang patted the horse's neck again and smiled: "I'll be back soon, don't run around these days." ”

The silver wildebeest rubbed his face affectionately, with a look of "I'm fine, you're safe, people are just a little reluctant to you".

Huo Zongtang brought food and water, and then tied a glider like a bird's wing to his back.

This black glider is light and flexible, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite, which is exactly the glider they used to wear when Huo Dongge was testing his light skills.

Gliding in the air, sneaking behind enemy lines to spy on the military and assassinate the enemy's leader, this was originally a military method used by Huo Jia's ancestor Huo to train soldiers in the past, and after thousands of years of inheritance, it has become a kind of "technique" in the Jingwu Sect.

As Huo Yuanjia's closed disciple, Huo Zongtang naturally also received training in the "Gliding Technique". Now in the face of this almost impassable canyon moat, this thaumaturgy comes in handy.

He looked at the sky, calculated the direction of the wind, and took advantage of a strong wind to blow, so he ran dozens of meters with the wind and jumped down to the abyss!

The black glider spread out in the air with the wind, the thin wing membrane was puffed up by force, and Huo Zongtang's figure flying down suddenly slowed down, and slowly glided in the air like a huge blackbird kite, with a very beautiful posture.

Being in mid-air, overlooking the deep canyon hundreds of meters deep at the foot of the foot spread into the distance, watching the raised craggy rocks quickly pass under you, listening to the whistling wind in your ears, that feeling is really thrilling and exciting.

In the process of soaring, Huo Zongtang carefully adjusted the glider and his attitude according to the wind direction and strength in the air, and flew towards the stone platform in the middle of the black stone mountain.

Soaring so fast, if you can't find a suitable landing spot, and finally accidentally hit the hard stone wall, you will definitely fall into a ball of flesh and hang up. Of course, Huo Zongtang would not make such a low-level mistake.

After gliding through the air for a few minutes, he flew steadily to the massive platform and slowly landed on the ground.

The East Feather Bird, who was crouching on the platform, moved a little uneasily, but after looking up at him, a strange visitor from the sky, the land-walking war beasts resumed their pilgrimage-like posture and ignored him.

Huo Zongtang put away his glider and looked up at the black stone mountain. From here to the top of the stone mountain, it is estimated that it is tens or hundreds of meters high. The mountain is steep and upright, like a sword piercing the sky, very steep and dangerous.

However, that faint fluctuation of soul power came from a place near the top of the mountain.

Although this mountain is extremely dangerous, Huo Zongtang still decided to go up to take a look.

In addition to the glider, he also carried some tools such as sharp hooks and long ropes, which were also convenient for him to climb the mountain.

He walked straight to the bottom of the stone mountain. The black rock in front of me is covered with weathering marks, and when you touch it with your hands, you can pull out a lot of stone slag from the rough and uneven surface.

Huo Zongtang's expression was very solemn. After tens of millions of years of wind and rain, the rocks have weathered very badly, and the surface layer is estimated to have become brittle. Climbing to the top of the mountain can be a difficult and dangerous task.

But as soon as he raised his head, his pupils dilated, and there was a look of extreme shock and surprise in his eyes.

On the stone mountain above him, on the rocky mountain, there were still many gray-brown dead trees towering! If you count carefully, there are five in total!

The color of these dead trees is very close to the mountain, and if you don't get so close, you really can't see it.

It's just that in this place where there is no grass growing everywhere, how can these dead trees grow on such a steep stone mountain? What kind of trees are these dead trees?

Huo Zongtang could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart, and began to climb the mountain cautiously. Along the way, it is inevitable to use some protruding rocks and sunken stone pits as footholds. But those weathered stones are too brittle, and if you pick or step on them hard, you can get a lot of crushed stones, and Huo Zongtang almost fell out of control several times, which is really dangerous.

Those East Feather Birds stood up in horror and watched uneasily as Huo Zongtang climbed up step by step. The leader of the East Feather Bird who took the lead shouted angrily, as if Huo Zongtang had desecrated the extremely sacred place in their hearts.

Huo Zongtang completely ignored the movement below him and climbed up wholeheartedly. In an hour, he had already climbed half the height.

He wiped his sweat and looked at the extremely high and deep black canyon at his feet. This abyss is like a big mouth opened by a giant beast of the earth, and behind the darkness of the forest, I don't know how many terrifying things are hidden. The sun in the distance is hanging over the horizon, and the gray-yellow vast desert is illuminated by the sun, like a golden desert, very magnificent.

From a high place, the scenery is infinitely good.

But his gaze suddenly froze, his body suddenly couldn't move, and his face was even more shocked.

At the same height as him, above the deep black Grand Canyon, a rainbow of beautiful lights and shadows was suspended at this time!

Mirage!

In this mirage, an old man in an ancient robe, holding a brush in his hand, stretched out his hand to draw on a dead branch. With his dot painting, plum blossoms appeared on the dry and lifeless branches!

A little snow plum blossom opens in the wind in the ice and snow!

And the most shocking thing is that Huo Zongtang actually smelled a dark fragrance of plum blossoms from the air!

Huo Zongtang looked at a dead tree four or five meters away from his head. The shape of the dead tree was exactly the same as the plum branch in the mirage!!

Could it be that it was a plum tree that had been dead for many years? (To be continued.) )