Seeing Yang Nan walking past with his master in his arms, Hua Yu hurriedly lowered his head with a red face.

There was a short time for the room to sound a satisfied Shen groan, and after finishing the matter, Bi Jing sent Yang Nan outside the Taoist temple, and Hua Yu followed him not far behind him with a strange expression.

On the top of the mountain dotted with a few cypresses, until she saw Yang Nan and the Seven Girls stepping on the sword and leaving, Bi Jing was still staring for a long time, and then turned around and went down the mountain for a long time, and after walking a few steps, she saw Hua Yu waiting behind, remembering that the scene just now was bumped into by the disciple, Bi Jing blushed and lowered her head unnaturally, and Hua Yu also lowered her head with a red face.

Bi Jing walked through, and Hua Yu followed from behind, "Master, this Taoist temple is not as open as the other party." ”

Bi Jing glanced at her disciple, "Why?" ”

"Master, do you think, if this Qingfeng Temple is not open, after ten years, when the master leaves, who will continue the incense for this view?"

Bi Jing thought about it and nodded gently, just like that, from the flower rain, this Qingfeng Temple built a mountain road stone ladder outward, and the tourists in the view gradually increased the incense.

……

Here, Yang Nan took his woman and his sister Ning Yu, a total of seven daughters, to the Dead Mountain, last time he failed to subdue the Dead Mountain, this time he wants to try again.

Before he arrived, Yang Nan felt the call of the mountain to him again, this call seemed to sound from the depths of his soul, but when he looked closely, except for some birds and beasts on the mountain, the trees were green, but he couldn't see anyone calling to him.

Yang Nan had already told the seven daughters the news of the Dead Mountain, but unfortunately they didn't see anything, so they felt that it was a lush mountain.

Yang Nan was a little strange, why could he feel that this was the shape of a tower? And the others, including Meng Lan, can't see it, and besides, only he can feel the call of the Dao Death Mountain, but others can't, is this mountain really related to his own life experience?

couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think too much about it, Yang Nan immediately sacrificed his divine sense and tried to refine this mountain.

The Death Mountain stretched for hundreds of miles, and his divine sense was already strong enough to encircle the entire mountain, but no matter how hard he tried, not only could this mountain not be refined, but there was no reaction.

Seeing Yang Nan frowning, the seven women here knew that they couldn't refine this mountain, so the seven women immediately dispersed, and the seven people were arranged according to the seven stars, and each of them sacrificed their mana to help him refine it, but after half a day, this mountain still didn't have the slightest intention of being refined.

That's weird.

Yang Nan believes that it is really a mountain, and it can be refined and taken away at this time, but the power of eight people cannot refine the dead mountain that is not too large, and the only explanation is that this mountain is not an ordinary product, and it cannot be refined by manpower.

Thinking of the legend that this mountain fell from the sky a few decades ago, Yang Nan was not only not depressed but a little excited, the more this happened, the more it showed that this mountain was not ordinary, I am afraid that it would surpass treasures and even Taoist weapons.

Since he couldn't refine it, Yang Nan began to immerse himself in his mind, and dipped his mind into this mountain to call the mountain of death, didn't you call me? I call to you too.

But after communicating with this mountain for a long time, except for the feeling of being called more and more strong, the dead mountain still did not move, nor was it called by him.

"!" Yang Nan became more and more frustrated, isn't it true that he can't take this mountain, is it going to be for nothing?

Suddenly, Yang Nan had an idea, boom! The jade pendant that his mother left him flew up, suspended on the top of the Dead Mountain, and under the inspiration of Yang Nan, the jade pendant bloomed and fell on the Dead Mountain, and he began to use the jade pendant as a medium, immersed in his mind and continued to call for the Dead Mountain.

"Huh?" Another hour passed, Yang Nan's heart moved, and he suddenly felt that he had established some kind of inexplicable connection with this mountain, as if this mountain was waking up.

Yang Nan was overjoyed and stepped up his communication, but this mountain is always between waking up and not waking up, and it seems that he can wake up at any time, but he can't wake up at all to establish mental communication with him.

Thinking that the jade pendant has an effect on the Dead Mountain, does the bloodline also have an effect? Yang Nan swiped his fingers and threw three drops of blood towards the mountain.

A drop of blood of a strong man can turn mountains and rivers, and with the blessing of his blood, this mountain has become more vigorous, as if this one may fly at any time.

"Xianggong!"

Seeing this, the seven girls hurriedly gathered around, their faces were full of nervousness, the blood sacrifice was not a joke, if this was an evil thing, it might use blood as a medium to devour him.

"It's okay, I have a feeling that this mountain won't hurt me." Yang Nan waved his hand to stop everyone, he shed a lot of blood last time he sacrificed to the Death Mountain, that was because his cultivation was too weak, and now he can't talk about it at the same time.

Sure enough, three drops of blood did not enter the Death Mountain, and the Death Mountain did not continue to devour his blood, and at the same time, Yang Nan felt that he was more closely connected with the Mountain, and he hurriedly immersed himself in his mind and hurriedly called the Death Mountain with his heart.

"Boom!" Half an hour passed, and the mountain shook slightly, boom! Yang Nan was shocked like a kite with a broken string, his bones were broken a few times, and he sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and his heart was shocked and he was almost not shaken to death.

"Xianggong!"

"Brother!"

The seventh girl was frightened and hurriedly ran over to help him up.

"It's okay, I'm sure I'll wake up this mountain!"

Seriously injured, Yang Nan was not only not decadent, but overjoyed, because he clearly felt that he had established a mental communication with this mountain, and it was at the moment when this mountain woke up that he was shaken away.

A slight shock to the Yuanying blood, so how powerful is this mountain, so he was not only not disappointed when he was seriously injured, but was even happier, swallowing three healing pills in one go, Yang Nan leaped over again, sat in the void, and continued to call and communicate with the mountain.

The jade pendant on the top of the mountain is getting more and more prosperous, "Boom! The mountain suddenly moved, it flew flat, the soil on it collapsed and flew in a slight earthquake, the rocks and trees of the mountains were sprinkled one after another, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a towering cyan nine-story tower shape, which was thousands of feet high, causing the sky to shake, and the power of panic was almost overwhelming.

The women were also amazed, they didn't expect that the body of this mountain would be a nine-story tower.

Yang Nan was indifferent here, even though he was communicating with the tower body.

"It's small, it's small!" Xiuxiu shouted over there, and Meng Ting and Ning Mu'er also shouted, chirping like a group of little swallows, both surprised and excited.

The tower grew smaller and smaller, and finally turned into only half a foot high, stopping in the palm of Yang Nan's hand.

The communication was successful, Yang Nan also opened his eyes, raised his hand to rehang the jade pendant around his neck, and the women also gathered around to observe the tower.

This is a nine-story green tower, engraved on the tower body of the golden obscure text that even Yang Nan can't understand, he can't understand it after reading it for a long time, he can only vaguely know that this is a practice, Yang Nan let Meng Lan see it, the same is not good, Meng Lan doesn't recognize this kind of handwriting at all, and there is a stone gate at the bottom of the first layer of the tower.

(End of chapter)