It's just that the other party doesn't have the ability of modern people, but it is stained with the detachment that the ancients believed in.

Moreover, in Wang Tuofu's impression, all dynasties, regardless of Taoism and Buddhism, as long as they serve the rulers, can be worshiped by the world's incense, and the cultivators who want to come to this Mochizuki Mountain are almost like that.

When he first arrived in the royal capital, he was more interested in this first city in the world!

After wandering for a long time, although Wang Tuofu did not deliberately understand during this period, he still heard a lot about the existence of Guru, Huading Peak, Mingfeng and the like, and never thought that the wind of belief in this Luo country was so strong, and he seemed to have come to a holy place like Jerusalem in his own world.

Until they came to the side of a big river, the river is open, because it is in a prosperous place like the royal capital, and countless ships are parked along the river, and those ships are like houses, decorating the entire river like a prosperous street in the royal capital.

Passenger ships have one or two floors, and the ships are also full of people.

Wang Tofu realized that it was very difficult to find a quiet place in the royal capital.

After walking up the river for a long time, the number of people around gradually decreased, but from a distance, there were many ships floating on the river.

Because the river is too wide, there is no bridge across the river on it.

Even if the skilled craftsmen here are strong, this feat of crossing the river is still a problem, but the ferries are all over the river, because the other side of the river is also a prosperous world, and even in some places, the ferries are connected to form a bridge to cross the river, even if the boat does not move, pedestrians can pass calmly......

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Wang Tofu couldn't help but sigh.

Finally, when evening came, I walked up the river for a long time, and finally got out of the bustling city.

It has been a long time since he came to this world, and the memories in his mind have recovered a lot, when he was still in his original world, he would often go to the suburban park alone, and now he has a little more familiar feeling in a small pavilion by the river in a foreign country.

There was no one else here, Wang Tuofu sat down at the edge of the pavilion, looking at the river in the distance and was silent, but the calmer the face, the more it seemed to tell others that his thoughts had already returned to another world.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Wang Tofu bowed his head and muttered, that was the person he had cared about in another world.

The cold wind by the river made him feel a little cold, and on the opposite side of the river was a low mountain, and he could see the pavilion hidden in the low mountain in the distance.

He didn't know where it was, but under this situation, he remembered a poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji who had read Fengqiao Night Park: The moon fell and the sky was full of frost, and Jiang Feng was sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

Similar scenes, similar feelings, and Wang Tofu is left with only the helplessness of staying here!

In the days when he came to this world, he also knew everything in this world, and what he was experiencing was like a bridge in it, but it was after the great changes in the field palace that he really came to such a strange world.

Now he can't find his way back, like an orphan lost in a lost world! And what happened to him is getting more and more weird, he has always thought that he has a very strange ability because of the corpse poison, as if he has surpassed ordinary people like those ghosts he came into contact with before.

But as it turns out, everything is far from that.

Now he seems to have become an existence he has never heard of, every time the moon is shining, there is always an impulse in his heart, that impulse makes him want to go crazy every time he bathes in the moonlight, but now he can try to suppress himself every time!

Sitting quietly on the bank of the lonely river, Wang Tuofu is more like a wanderer who has lost his way, and under the sky of this other world, he also feels a trace of confusion.

The night wind rises, the lights of the royal capital gradually rise, even the night can not hide the prosperity of the capital, the lights on the river seem to be in contact with the sky.

I don't know how long it took, in the lonely pavilion by the river, Wang Tofu's figure finally disappeared in all kinds of sorrow......

But no one knew that not long after Wang Tofu left, another young figure appeared in the pavilion that had fallen into calm again.

When the young man came to the pavilion, he frowned slightly, and looked around a little according to his feelings, but he did not find out where the dark error came from.

Perhaps it was just the illusion of the dark wind of the night, and in the distance across the river, a light was lit on the low mountain, and the eyes of the young man who appeared behind were soon attracted by the lights of the stars in the night, and muttered: "Moon ...... astrology"

The sect of the three major sects in the world, astrology, Danyin, and square wood, known as the extreme of magic, is respected by the world's Taoist sects.

In the three hundred and twenty-first years of the Luo national calendar, the astrological number invited the world to operate, and the king talked about it!

It's the autumn solstice of another year, under the Wangdu Wangyue Peak, next to an old tree that I don't know how many years it has been, a young man is slowly looking up at the Wangyue Peak in front of him, feeling the invisible breath from the world's supreme Daomen.

At this moment a fresh breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the old tree swayed in the wind.

When the wind stopped, a withered yellow leaf finally failed to survive the first cold wind of early autumn, and the dry petiole fell silently from between the branches.

It fluttered back and forth in the air, slowly falling down the shoulders of the young man, and then slid down the robe.

There is no restlessness, but it gives birth to a kind of long-term imagination in people's hearts......

"Boom~"

As the fallen leaves returned to their roots, a crisp bell rang suddenly from the distant Mochizuki Peak, which was the first bell of the early morning at Mochizuki Peak!

As the bell rang, in the other two directions of the royal capital, above Mingfeng and Huading, there were people who seemed to hear the sound and looked towards the moon, and in the royal capital, many tense nerves were also completely boiling because of this bell ringing.

Because they know that the long-awaited event in their hearts has begun!

Also on the bank of the Wangdu River, Wang Tuofu grabbed a wine jar in his right hand, leaned down and poured it into his mouth, and when he turned back, his eyes looked at Mochizuki Peak in the distance, and his eyes were a little cloudy.

I didn't expect the wine in a foreign country to taste like this, not as strong as the liquor in the world where he is located, but it has an indescribable sweetness.

Wang Tofu thought that he was invincible to alcohol, but when he tasted it because he was worried, he could never forget it.

"Bang!"

may have drunk too much unconsciously, his body staggered, and the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered in an instant, and at this time there seemed to be a noise in the royal capital in his ears again.

Then the gongs and drums sounded, and it was the great men of the palace who appeared.

Since the king of the horoscope, it has been divided into a national highway, and it serves the king of Luo together with Fang Mu and Danyin, so it can occupy the three famous mountains and factions in this royal capital.

And in astrology, it is natural that the support of King Luo is indispensable, and maybe the famous King Luo will also go to watch the ceremony.

Wang Tuofu stared at the direction of Moon Peak again, but he began to wonder what this ancient emperor was like, but he was looking forward to it.

As soon as he thought of this, he quickly sobered up a little, as for the plan in his heart, how could he go and see this Mochizuki!

......

On the other side, at the foot of Mochizuki Peak, many pilgrims have gathered at this moment, either alone or in pairs.

Because there is a rule on Mochizuki Peak, where you climb the peak to worship the door, you need to walk on foot.

The first part of the mountain climb is a stone staircase that leads to the mountainside.

From a distance, it is magnificent, and you can feel the atmosphere of being one of the national highways just by looking at it!

But as he approached the stone steps, a young man suddenly stopped.

He frowned, because this grand event attracted ordinary people from all over the hidden gates, as well as many ordinary people who were bent on pilgrimage, but there was no one who came to receive them under Mochizuki Peak, as if the mountain gate was open for people to climb.

If you climb to the top like this, you will definitely be a crowd, and this argument will not be a mess.

He looked around to the right and left, and there were people passing by him calmly, and others stopped not far from him, frowning, or staring thoughtfully at the stone steps in front of him.

And his gaze fell on the stone steps again.

After a long time, countless pilgrims had already passed by him, and many people had gathered on the stone steps halfway up the mountain, and many hesitant people had also begun to step on the stone steps.

But the young man still didn't move, and after a long time, his expression changed slightly, and his brow stretched at this moment.

"Moon astrology is worthy of being the gate of the avenue!"

As the words fell, he finally stepped out......

There was nothing special about stepping on the stone steps, and he stopped looking at the others around him, and his gaze fell straight on the mountainside in front of him.

At this time, there are probably no less than thousands of people who go to Mochizuki to watch the ceremony, and there are also people who continue to come from all directions of the royal capital, which is an absolute grand event.

At this time, there was a flat ground halfway up the mountain at the end of the stone steps up the mountain, and at this moment there were two old men standing quietly on the flat ground, both of them brushing their beards with their hands, and looking at the stone steps in front of them with interest.

After a long time, no one came to them, and one of them was at last a little impatient, and his brow furrowed slightly, but at this moment the first figure finally appeared in front of them, and it was an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old with white hair.

The first to climb this halfway up the mountainside, the old man quickly found the other two who had been waiting for a long time again, and soon his eyes showed a solemn look, and then he saw the two of them wearing the same star robe, his expression condensed again, and he made a salute to the two with both hands, and then turned his head to look at the scene behind him.

But when he saw everything behind him clearly, even if he was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised!

I saw that the stone steps at this moment were not full of pilgrims as he had been along the way, but only a few dozen people walking slowly on them, and the distance between them was also far, far away.