Wu Mian seemed to have some other purpose in refining the elixir, but it was not something that could be done in two or three years if he wanted to gather the materials for the elixir in the elixir. When Xu Fugui was a generous teacher, the natural materials and treasures of the Fang Shi family were all used by him. Even so, there weren't many elixirs that had been refined, let alone a monk like Wu Mian who was wandering around. After seeing that alchemy was hopeless, and under the persuasion of no return, Wu Mian finally set off to find the location of the next map.

More than a month later, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui appeared in Shouchun, the capital of Huainan State. Two months ago, Liu Chang, the king of Huainan, was deposed and died tragically in the prison of Chang'an City. The throne was inherited by his son Liu Xi (the king of Huainan is Liu An in the official history), although he has just undergone a great change, but there is no unusual scene in Shouchun City.

Wu Mian and the three of them were not in a hurry to stay in the store, and the three of them went straight to a wine store. ordered a table of food, and before the dishes were ready, Wu Mian and Xiao Rensan were already in the wind, and the dishes that came up were bottomed out in a moment. I ate a few bites or not, and I was able to accompany the big and small two people a few times. Looking at the way the two of them starved to death, the old guy said, "Isn't it just that you haven't eaten for three days?" As for starving like this? I've told you a long time ago, I'll go to the valley with the old man......"

"Have you ever seen a ginseng valley?" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Rensan had already widened his eyes. He poured himself a glass of wine and handed down the food that squeezed into his throat. Only then did he continue: "Old immortal, don't stand and talk without backache." Next time we don't have anything to eat, we'll both eat you. Anyway, as long as you don't die after eating, you can still grow meat. One thigh is enough for us to eat for two days, right? ”

The last sentence was said to Wu Mian beside him, after swallowing the food in his mouth, Wu Mian glanced at the still sneering and did not return, and after seeing his orange peel-like skin, he shook his head and said, "Too old, no appetite......"

The three of them had arrived in Shouchun half a month ago, and according to the map left by Xu Fu to Wu Mian that year, their destination was on Wangtian Mountain, thirty miles outside Shouchun City. Because several peaks on this high mountain are towering into the clouds, it is named Wangtian Mountain.

According to Xu Fu's mark on the map, the place they were going to was somewhere on the Wangtian Mountain. But I don't know if after so many years, Wu Mian's memory has deviated. The three of them wandered around the mountain for more than half a month, but they didn't find the entrance in Xu Fu's map. Even Xiao Rensan didn't find anything like the dungeon or the dark cave underground, and the food they brought was eaten ten days ago, but Wu Mian and he didn't give up. He persevered until three days ago by culling wild beasts and wild fruits on the mountain, and in the last three days, the beasts on the mountain did not know where to hide, and they could not even see a mountain mouse.

After three days of stiffening, Wu Mian and Xiao Rensan really couldn't hold on. The three of them came down from Wangtian Mountain, and at that time, the big and the small were almost hungry and crazy, and they used the escape technique to enter Shouchun City. A table of ten people's meals is eaten, and this big and small one can be regarded as relieved. After eating, Wu Mian asked for pen and ink and blank bamboo slips. On the bamboo slips, he drew the map that Xu Fu asked him to remember, and then called the old shopkeeper of the wine shop. Ask him to identify the location in the painting.

This old shopkeeper is in his fifties, a native of Huainan, and three generations have lived in this Shouchun city. After looking at the map drawn by Wu Mian, the old shopkeeper smacked his lips, pointed to the location on the map and said: "It's rare that you outsiders also know this place, we locals call this place the Ghost Gate Pass ......."

Hearing that the old shopkeeper could tell the origin of the map, Wu Mian and the three of them saw hope, but after a blink of an eye, the old shopkeeper said the words behind, and their hopes were instantly shattered: "This place will only appear every thirty years, and it may not appear anywhere." Our ancestors here have been saying for generations that this is the ghost gate that leads to the underworld, every thirty years, this ghost gate will open the door once, and the ghost gate will be closed after collecting enough lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the next time it will be opened again is thirty years later. Little Lao'er, I was also unlucky thirty years ago, and I saw the ghost door close and open with my own eyes. It was in the place where you painted, and I was so scared that I peed my pants, but I don't know where the next ghost door is. “

"Thirty years ......" Wu Mian took a deep breath and glanced at the side of the return. Something suddenly occurred to the old fellow. His face was a little tangled and said to the old shopkeeper: "You said that you caught up with the ghost door last time, so this time the ghost door should be opened again in the past few years, right?" ”

The old shopkeeper smacked his lips again and said: "It was the meeting when our old Huainan King was abolished in the capital last month, and it was really a coincidence, this time the ghost door was closed for nearly a year, and it has not been closed." Last month, Feiqi came to Shouchun to report the funeral, and on that day, someone saw the ghost door closed. At that time, there was also a passing warlock master who said that the ghost gate had been closed for so long and had not been closed, so we were sent to the old king of Huainan......"

"The next time the ghost door is closed and reopened, it will be thirty years later......" After listening to the words of the old shopkeeper, his eyes were a little straight. Most of the nine maps that Xu Fu left for Wu Mian had already gone, and the thing that broke his seal was where a certain map mark was located at the back. The more maps there are, the more hope the old guy has of recovering his spells. I thought it was right in front of me, but I didn't expect the old shopkeeper's words to postpone his hope until thirty years later.

Although almost all three of them are immortal people, the fruit that is about to be eaten suddenly tells you that it will be picked in thirty years, and when the fruit is ripe, it may not be picked by anyone. And after the magic stored in the body is exhausted, it is a question whether or not to meet the former enemy, whether it can withstand the past thirty years.

However, the three of them still saved a little luck, and after the checkout came out of the wine shop. They also found seven or eight elderly local people in Shouchun City one after another, and let these old people identify the map drawn by Wu Mian. The answer was almost the same as what the old shopkeeper said, and after asking the last old man, the three of them completely broke off their thoughts.

It was thirty years before I found the location of the map, but now it was dark. After the three of them found the inn to stay overnight, they discussed whether there was any other way to enter the legendary ghost gate. The three of them found the largest inn in Shouchun City and stayed in it before dark. For the convenience of accommodation, when recording the roster, Gui Bugui and Wu Mian both used their identities as Fangshi.

After dinner, Wu Mian and the three returned to their rooms. Wu Mian discussed with Gui Fei how to find the ghost gate, but he didn't say a few words. There was a knock on the door, and then the innkeeper said outside the door: "Two Fang Shi masters, there are officials from the palace who have come to ask the two of them." If it's convenient, please open the door, and if you say a few words, they will leave when they ask clearly.

has been locked up by this ghost door for more than half a month, and Wu Mian has already been in a false fire. According to his temper, he was about to choke the people outside the door back, but he smiled and agreed, and then the old guy slowly went over and opened the door. I thought that the scene on the last night of Chang'an City would be repeated, but I didn't expect the shopkeeper to walk in with two middle-aged people dressed as civil officials.

The old shopkeeper gave a small salute to Wu Mian and Gui Fei, and said with a smile on his face: "These two are the officials of our Huainan Palace, and they heard that there is a master Fang Shi who came to stay in our shop. As usual, ask the two masters of the monks something, a few words of things, will not delay the rest of the masters. ”

It seems that the posture of the shopkeeper has not done such a thing once or twice. However, the attitude of the two officials of the palace towards Wu Mianhe and whether he returned or not was more respectful than that of the shopkeeper. After the two of them made a big salute, they said to the two monks in front of them: "The two monks don't know, His Royal Highness the King of Huainan of our family has set up a recruitment hall today, and invites cultivators from all over the world to practice the art of becoming immortals and attaining the Tao together. ”