In the vast universe, the number of stars in the Ganges is surprisingly changeable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the area of Shushan Mountain in Yizhou, China, the mountains are undulating, the sea of clouds is rolling and rushing, and the terrain is strange and dangerous, which makes people imagine that the changing aura between heaven and earth gathers between Sichuan and Yue.

Therefore, according to legend, there are immortal strange people in the mountains who can absorb the aura of the mountains, break through the bodies of mortals, fly with swords, chase the wind and the moon, and fly through the sea of stars. They practiced immortal art here, hoping to penetrate the eternal mysteries of heaven and earth, so as to achieve the state of unity between heaven and man, and make themselves permanent.

This is a fantasy world described in the story of "The Legend of Shu Mountain", a traditional fairy world.

Compared to the world of Shenzhou, it is the orthodox Xianxia.

And it is also different from the Taoist system of the Shenzhou world, as can be seen from the nature of the plot, these are two different civilizations, and each has its own characteristics, advantages and disadvantages.

The cultivators of this world seemed to be very easy to live forever, and many of them could easily live for hundreds of years. Unlike the Shenzhou world, even if you are born in a famous family in Xianshan and become a great power, it is difficult to break through the shackles of two or three hundred years of lifespan, and before that, there are many people with good talents and good teachers who died on the road.

Those cultivators in the Divine World who pursue the path of immortality are far less likely to live longer than the people in this world.

For example, the head of Emei has been practicing for thousands of years!

Immortality is also more in line with the Chinese's vision of Xianxia.

For cultivators in this world, the long lifespan allows them to accumulate stronger strength, gives them the opportunity to do more things, and allows them to master more abilities.

As for the power system, it is not weak at all.

The big boss in the plot can easily volley and smash the mountain peak at the beginning, and it is even more powerful after entering the blood hole, and the monstrous blood cloud array can almost cover the sky!

And the main line of the plot is the battle between good and evil, mainly the war between Shushan (Emei Mountain) and Youquan Blood Demon.

There is also a Shu Mountain in the Shenzhou world. In the past, when mentioning this Shushan, it was said that Shushan does not exist, and there are two more popular versions of the legend of Shushan in China.

The original Shu Mountain refers to Mount Emei.

Later, many people were dissatisfied with the reality of Mount Emei, and in order to add ethereal and mythological elements, they imagined that there was an entrance on Mount Emei, and walking into it was the real Shu Mountain.

Some people say that Shushan is Shushan, but this statement is too unfounded and only applies to Shushan in the Shenzhou world.

If it is true, the mountains of Yizhou are called Shu Mountain!

But the Shu Mountain of this world is obviously not the Shu Mountain of the Shenzhou world, nor the Emei Mountain in real life, but the Emei Mountain that only exists in this Xianxia world.

It's a pity that the original mythical Sword Immortal Sacred Mountain is one of the four great avenues of Buddhism in real life.

An Yang shook his head and cleared his thoughts.

It was noon, the sun was shining a little hot, and the road was green, and a yellow mud road was winding forward, and on both sides it was high mountains and dense forests.

"Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky."

An Yang smiled and said, and took a step away.

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the yellow mud roads were dry, but there were few people, and tall weeds grew on the roads.

Fortunately, few people walk, otherwise the road is often trampled and drought, and the dirt will inevitably become sand, and when the time comes, it will definitely be covered with the dust of a shoe.

Anyang seems to be walking very slowly, but it is actually very fast.

About half an hour later, he saw a small village.

This small village is very different from the real village, and if it is said to be a small village, it must be a small village. Not only are there no small bungalows in the village in the real world, but there are also not so many households, only a dozen dilapidated houses scattered and scattered. It's not a small rural courtyard common in costume TV dramas, only houses built with earthen walls and thatched roofs, and there are no fences.

Anyang heard a few dog barks, but there was no smoke, and he heard a few rooster crows, but the rooster crowed a little strangely.

He quickened his pace.

Soon walked into the village.

There is not even an obvious road in this village, and the yellow mud road, which is a bit like an official road, only passes from the outside. There is only relatively flat land in the village, and a small dirt bank.

Anyang walked into the village and immediately saw people.

It's just that these people are all flustered, and they are even more stunned when they see him coming, with deep jealousy.

Someone was catching a chicken, and the chicken was screaming in panic.

An Yang frowned and looked as he walked.

Is this a robber coming?

Although these villagers are a little shabby, they do not have a face of vegetables, indicating that although these people are poor, the taxes in this era should not be high, and they can still afford to eat.

Maybe you can still eat an egg every day.

If you get tired of eating, you can still eat a chicken.

Ahem......

Anyang soon saw that some villagers were packing up their things, and when they saw him, they stopped vigilantly and stared at him in a daze.

"It's the rhythm of running away......"

An Yang glanced down at himself and pursed his lips.

Because he didn't know what kind of culture and habits the world he was going to go to, he still wore a white cloth robe to be on the safe side. It looks rough in material, but it is actually very soft and skin-friendly when worn on the body, and the loose design makes it completely compatible with both Eastern and Western civilizations.

It's just that this dress is so clean, so neat, there is not a single patch, not a single hole......

It will inevitably arouse the vigilance of these villagers.

He wasn't the same kind of person as them at all.

Anyang continued forward, through a bamboo forest, stopped in front of a small earthen house, and looked at the two people at the door.

This is probably a grandfather and grandson, or a father and daughter, who knows, after all, the ancients were so good at playing.

Among them, the old man was about fifty or sixty years old, with a rickety figure, a face full of wrinkles and age spots, mottled hair, a long white beard, and a small braid tied with fine hemp rope. At this time, he looked at him standing outside the room in a panic, his face trembling, and he blocked the young woman behind him.

An Yang faintly glanced at the woman behind him.

This woman was indeed quite young, looking to be about twenty years old at most, but according to the practice of the ancients, she was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, but her complexion looked much more mature.

Or rather...... Look older.

Although this woman is not ugly, she is delicate and delicate, but she is also inseparable from any graceful and smiling ancient beauties. However, her skin is actually quite white, which is different from the skin that ancient rural women have always had, and she is only wearing cloth clothes, if she dresses up a little, she may be really beautiful.

No wonder the old man was so frightened......

An Yang sorted out his expression, stood in the original and said: "The old man doesn't have to be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm just passing by here, I want to ask which direction Mount Emei is." ”

The old man trembled, hesitated for a moment, and then pointed in the direction he came: "E...... Emei, go over there. ”

An Yang's face darkened slightly.

It's the other way around.

Anyang thanked the old man and didn't look at the woman again, for fear of causing the old man to be nervous again, so he turned around and walked back.

At this time, the old man didn't seem to look like a bad person, and he didn't do anything beyond the boundaries of his rotten old man and his weak daughter, hesitated, and actually asked out loud: "Xianggong, are you going to Emei to find immortals, or to Jiazhou City?" ”

Burst!!!

An Yang's heart was spurting blood when he heard this title.

Well, he was silent on the surface, and said to the old man with a gentle expression: "Exactly, this trip is going to Jiazhou City." ”

"I can't go, there is a war going on over there, I heard that Luo Lao Ghost's soldiers and horses are coming here, so the villagers hurriedly packed up their things and ran south. If Xiang Gong goes to Jiazhou City, he will definitely meet them, those people are all barbarians, they will kill people when they see them, Xiang Gong still don't go! ”

"Thank you, old man." Anyang arched his hand.

"Don't thank you, don't thank you, you're so good." The old man waved his hand and walked into the house, and by the way, he also brought in the woman who had been hiding behind him and secretly watching Anyang.

An Yang pursed his lips, really ashamed.

The reason why he left without asking anything just now was that on the one hand, he didn't want the old man to misunderstand that he was a bad person or had some intentions for his daughter, and on the other hand, he was too lazy to bother with meddle in things. But I didn't expect to be kindly reminded by the old man, regardless of the return.

What is he compared to?

Ruling three worlds, being an emperor three times, practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, and having a stable heart, this is all to the dog?

An Yang's face was cloudy, and he walked away.

Along the way, I could meet several villages, and I could also meet civilians fleeing south, basically all dressed in rags, with panicked expressions, as if they were very afraid of the soldiers and horses of the old ghost of Naluo.

The men helped him get his bearings.

Anyang is not in a hurry, step by step.

Basically, the closer you get to Mount Emei, the more people flee with their families, and even the village is empty in the back.

Along the way, I could occasionally see a family squatting on the side of the road crying, and Anyang asked to know that they had just been robbed by the green forest robbers in the mountains, and the family's property was looted. Sometimes you can see a few fresh or faintly smelly corpses, which are probably killed by those so-called green forest heroes.

There are many difficult roads in Yizhou Mountain, and there have been many bandits since ancient times.

It is naturally difficult for people living in peacetime to understand this kind of situation where there are corpses on the road, and it is also difficult to understand the tragedy of a family fleeing with all their possessions, only to be robbed by robbers.

Anyang walked faster and faster, and finally arrived in Jiazhou City.

The city can only be seen from afar, and its scale is naturally not comparable to that of a modern city, and anyone who has visited the ancient city knows that most of the ancient cities are very small.

When Anyang got closer, he found that this city, which was full of ancient and poor atmosphere, had been looted by war.

There were corpses piled up under the city gates, bloody and bloody, and halberds and arrows were stuck everywhere on the ground, and the soldiers could be seen from the cloth armor on their different scores.

The severed limbs are strewn, like a hellish scene.

The gates of the city were also guarded by men dressed in khaki and blue turbans, and the walls were filled with these people.

But they weren't city guards at first glance.

Anyang didn't want to alarm these people for no reason, and he didn't want to have a senseless conflict, so he hid his figure and walked into the city.

Inside, it's the real hell.

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