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"Alright—"

Taking advantage of the fact that the Flying Yaksha He Yi, the Intercepting Yaksha Charm He Man, the Monkey Yaksha Liu Bi, the Hongtian Yaksha Huang Shao, the Exorcist Yaksha Wild Elephant King Zuo Xiao, the Hun Tian Yaksha Peng Demon King Huang Long, the Ventilated Yaksha Monkey King Qingniujiao, the Monkey King Liu Shi, and the Exorcist Yaksha Yama King Zuo Zhangba were panicked, Peng Tuo waved his hand and said coldly.

Suddenly, everyone was silent, looking at Peng Tuo with blank eyes, anxious, not knowing what to do next!

He Sun Shanyin's gaze, which had been silent, swept towards everyone, and said in a hoarse voice: "The following is the point, we have to gather all our strength to prepare to go to Huangfu Song and them to fight to the death——"

He Sunshan paused, and said loudly: "If there is any dissent, die-"

Peng Tuo's face was like ashes, his right hand touched his chin, and he vaguely remembered that year, when he just joined the Taiping Taoism, because the number of people who signed up was too much, after all, facing the temptation of three meals a day, there are free herbs to provide, and will teach you the martial arts to strengthen your body.

Every once in a while, I heard that the bandit leader of a certain mountain led dozens of his minions to take refuge, or the members of the rural underworld in ten miles and eight towns rose up to defect.

At that time, Peng was nameless, empty of brute force, humble and light-hearted, although he was dissatisfied, he couldn't say anything.

The policy of the stewards of the Taiping Dao, which is distributed in various states, is that those who come do not refuse, there is no distinction between those who receive and those who do not, and naturally there are mixed fish and dragons, and there are three religions and nine streams.

At that time, Peng Tuo started as a young man, he didn't know why, obviously he was queuing up in accordance with the rules and regulations, but when it came, it was these latecomers who came first.

Seeing the crooked long queue in front of him, he estimated the time, even if it was dark, he probably wouldn't be able to shoot himself.

It's been two days, forget it, thinking of this, Peng Tuo decided to give himself another afternoon of long vacation.

Thinking of this, Peng Tuo walked along the sheep intestine path stretching along the winding back mountain quite freely!

The strange thing is that it seems that it is already noon in the back mountain, and there is still a thin veil of fog, Peng Tuo noticed it three days ago, and specially inquired with the local villagers, but the local elders said that this old man had already existed, and there was nothing strange.

Sometimes, with a good life in the sun, you can still find the splendid palace inside, but no one who wants to go in can come out alive, and the bones are gone.

Therefore, when he saw Peng Tuo's eager look, his father took his hand and explained: "Child, cherish your life, it's not easy to live in this world with many disasters, there are wild beasts there, you can't go." ”

Peng Tuo was very disapprehensive when he heard it, and he was even more disgusted by the beasts, and the rumors of ghosts and gods in the countryside were fantastical, so there was nothing to worry about.

However, Peng Tuo had also read the sage books for a few years, and he still knew the most basic etiquette and morality, and he still felt that he still needed to show the superiority of his class.

Therefore, Peng Tuo thanked his father very politely, and today, it is the third day, since he has given himself another holiday, let's take a trip that says go.

And, I don't know if it's because the sun is more intense today, but the trail is a little mysterious because of the fog.

"Maybe there's some secret here."

Peng Tuo thought to himself, naturally he walked towards the sheep intestine path, and faintly heard the noisy sound of the team behind him, he turned his head to look, and soon the place he vacated was crowded with people again.

The trail is long, and Peng is also happy to take off, walking on the reins, just like the carefree time of childhood.

After walking for nearly half an hour, I didn't reach the top of the mountain, and my surroundings were still surrounded by mist, and I could faintly see a ten-foot-tall giant standing in front of me.

"I'm afraid that the fairyland on earth is nothing more than that." Peng Tuo secretly thought that it seemed that he was really worth the trip.

Perhaps because of the lack of people, the trail is a little quiet, and there is a faint sound of running water in the direction of the mountain. Peng Tuo continued to walk forward, and after a short while, Peng Tuo finally came to the big mountain stream, and there was a winding stream in the mountain stream that flowed slowly.

The stream is turbulent, the water surface is very wide, and the river reaches the sea in the east, so will the flowing water here also lead to the sea?

Occasionally, a mischievous fish or two would jump and splash in the rushing stream.

"I suddenly heard that there is a shrine in the mountain, and the palace is in the void."

At this time, there was a trace of an old voice behind Peng Du, and the voice of an old man suddenly came.

"Young man, I saw your stunned look, I have been standing here for a long time, is there something on your mind?" The old man's sudden voice interrupted Peng's musings.

Peng Tuo was startled by this voice, and when he turned his head to look, he found that there was an old man fishing in the upper reaches of the river, perhaps because Peng Tuo was too devoted to contemplation, so he did not find it.

"Ugh!" Peng Tuo nodded, which was considered to be a promise.

"If you have something on your mind, you have to say it, if you don't say it, how can you solve it?" The old man paused, and then said: "As the saying goes, meeting is fate, maybe the old man can explain a thing or two for you." ”

I don't know why, Peng Tuo has an inexplicable trust in this old man, so he told him what had just happened.

After hearing this, the old man touched his long lower beard and said, "Little brother, don't you hear that the things in this world are all false and real. Reality and fiction, since you can't figure it out, then what must you be thinking. If this matter is really relevant to you, you will know the answer by chance. ”

The old man's words were like a plug in the mouth, and the yin in his heart was swept away. Intuition told Peng Tuo that this old man must not be simple.

So he asked: "After being taught, dare to ask the old man your honorable name?" ”

"Hahaha''''''"

I only heard the old man laugh a few times, and then shook his head and said: "Poor Dao Zuoci is also!"

"Zuo Ci, you are actually the mysterious immortal Zuo Ci!"

Peng Tuo was shocked in his heart, the old immortal of Nanhua and the immortal Zuo Ci of the mystery, and Yu Ji, a native of Taiping Dao, were known as the three immortals of the late Han Dynasty.

"That's good," Zuo Ci smiled and nodded, "Hehe, I didn't expect anyone to know me here!" ”

"There is a vast sea of people, and it can be regarded as fate that you and I can meet here."

Zuo Ci touched his beard and said, "I don't know if you are willing to accompany the little old man and me and chat a few words?" Recently, I have a lot of opinions about the general trend of the world. ”