Zhong Chen said, "What did you do before?" Now it's so miserable? ”

"I'm afraid you won't believe it. Lin Fan shook his head slightly.

"Tell me, I'll listen to the story." Zhong Chen said.

Lin Fan thought about it, and while drinking, he told Zhong Chen about what he had done before.

By the time he finished speaking, Lin Fan was already a little drunk.

Zhong Chen smiled and said, "You said your natal flying sword was destroyed? That's why you're dead? ”

"Speaking of which, I've heard of an old fairy, it is said that he is very capable, or I will take you to find the old fairy, maybe I can save you."

Lin Fan shook his head: "Brother Zhong, I am poor and white, but I have no money to cheat you." ”

However, seeing that Zhong Chen said so seriously, Lin Fan didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhong Chen said: "Try it, go, I'll take you to the old immortal tomorrow." ”

Lin Fan's face was dark, he didn't believe that Zhong Chen, a warlock in the rivers and lakes, would know any so-called old immortals.

Even if there is any so-called old immortal, I am afraid that Dingtian is a monk.

However, it was Zhong Chen's kindness, and Lin Fan didn't have a better place to go now, so he nodded and didn't refuse.

"Then let's talk about it."

After the two finished drinking, they slept in the car for the night.

The next day, Lin Fan slept in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in the carriage, and the car was shaking.

"It hurts."

Lin Fan rubbed his forehead, he hadn't had this kind of feeling for a long time, and he had a headache after drinking.

He sat up and rubbed his head.

Then, he knocked on the carriage in front of him and shouted, "Hey, Brother Zhong." ”

"It's almost there, Brother Lin, you can rest again." Zhong Chen in front said.

Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded slightly and continued to sit in the car.

After a while, the car finally stopped, the carriage opened from the outside, Zhong Chen opened the car door, and said to Lin Fan: "Brother Lin, come out quickly." ”

Lin Fan walked out of the carriage curiously.

"What is this place?" Lin Fan glanced around.

At this time, the car drove next to a clear river, surrounded by barren mountains and mountains.

On both sides of the river, there are even more blue cliffs, mountains and forests, full of greenery, and birds soaring.

"The deep mountains and wild forests of my hometown." Zhong Chen said with a smile, at this time, he pointed to a bamboo raft by the river: "You sit on a bamboo raft and row down the river, it is said that if the old fairy is willing to accept you as an apprentice, you will see a flock of white birds on the bank, and the white birds will lead you to the old fairy's place." ”

"White Bird? Down the river? Lin Fan looked at the clear river, became speechless, and said, "Brother Zhong, don't you think I'm a burden, and you want to lose me and deliberately lie to me like this, right?" ”

Anyone will doubt it, sitting on a bamboo raft and going down the river, you can meet the gods?

This is a lie that only a three-year-old child can believe.

"Brother Lin, give it a try." Zhong Chen patted Lin Fan's shoulder heavily: "I fell in love with you, if you can meet the old immortal and survive, we will meet again." ”

"Nonsense, if I don't meet it, I won't starve to death?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes.

Zhong Chen said: "Anyway, we are already here, if Brother Lin is unwilling, it will be fine." ”

Lin Fan looked at the clear stream, but nodded in agreement.

Zhong Chen asked, "Have you figured it out?" ”

Lin Fan had a look of emotion on his face: "If you can't meet any so-called old immortals, it's not bad to die in such a beautiful place, it's better than dying in a garbage dump."

"It's a few days' worth of dry food, good luck." Zhong Chen took out a backpack, which contained a lot of biscuits and water.

"Thank you, Brother Zhong."

Lin Fan slowly walked up to the bamboo raft, and he picked up a bamboo pole on the bamboo raft.

Slowly, the bamboo raft slides into the clear water.

Gradually, he got farther and farther away from Zhong Chen, and Zhong Chen shouted loudly: "Brother Lin, come on!" ”

Zhong Chen's figure on the shore became smaller and smaller, and Lin Fan sat on the bamboo raft, breathing in the fresh air.

The scenery here, even if you can't meet the so-called old fairy, it's not bad to die here.

At least you won't encounter those messes.

He sat cross-legged on a bamboo raft.

A day passed, and he flowed down the river.

The scenery on both sides is constantly changing, and there is not the slightest human habitation.

Occasionally, Lin Fan would also see animals on both sides of the jungle coming out to drink water.

These animals would often raise their heads curiously and look at Lin Fan.

Looking at this heart-warming scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Even if there is no old immortal as Brother Zhong said, it is not bad to die in this kind of place."

Lin Fan lay on the bamboo raft, listening to the roaring flow of the river, the cries of animals, and the sound of birds spreading their wings and waving.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

Moreover, he was woken up by the sound of birds.

At this time, his bamboo row was surrounded by white birds.

These little white birds chirped at Lin Fan, as if they were talking to him.

"Shiratori, so much." Lin Fan paused for a moment, he looked around, I don't know when, there were several ropes tied around the bamboo raft, and the claws of these white birds actually grabbed the rope and were rushing forward in the water with the bamboo raft.

Lin Fan looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked face: "This, this ......"

Could it be that the legend of the old fairy is true?

Let the white bird lead the way, such a means is already extraordinary.

It didn't take long for a white stone staircase to appear on the shore.

After these birds dragged the bamboo raft to the stone steps, Lin Fan slowly walked down the bamboo raft, and he looked up.

Overhead, there was a high mountain, with white stone steps, leading to the top.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and walked up the stone steps step by step.

The little white birds didn't follow up.

In the mountains and forests, there is only the occasional sound of the wind rustling leaves, and the rest is the sound of Lin Fan's footsteps.

This mountain is extremely high, Lin Fan walked for a whole day, the sun set, the moon rose, and he finally came to the top of the mountain.

After coming to the top of the mountain, he was surprised to find that in front of the top of the mountain, there was a towering peak.

The mountain is straight and there is no possibility of climbing it at all.

At the top of the mountain, there is a dojo located there.

Looking obliquely from Lin Fan's angle, this gym is as high as the moon.

And the road leading to the gym from the top of this mountain turned out to be stones floating in the air one after another.

The stone is neat, about a meter wide, like a staircase.

"This!"

With such an immortal scene, this Daoist Hall was like a fairy residence, which had completely made Lin Fan a little stunned.

What Zhong Chen's guy said turned out to be true?

Thinking of this, Lin Fan took a deep breath and tentatively stepped on the first stone floating in the air.

PS: Guess where this place is? It's famous!! When describing this dojo, a little hint has already been given. You can pay attention to Xiao Jiu's is Wu Jiu's pinyin plus 1995, I will give a more obvious hint on the official account at five o'clock in the afternoon.

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