Dasha smiled innocently, "I know you've been busy lately, and you want to help me find my little senior sister again......"

Han Mo nodded, "Dasha, yes, I learned a lot." You can rest assured that you will follow me, and when I take care of my own affairs, I will take you to the Metaverse. ”

"Really?!" As soon as these words came out, the three of them immediately became excited.

Han Mo clenched his fist and hammered his chest.

"Rogue big brother...... "Dasha and the three of them were moved to tears, and Han Mo shook his head helplessly, "Can you three not be so sensational." ”

"We were so impressed."

"Okay, take care of your injuries, and when you recover, go and help me." Han Mo waved his hand and said.

"Okay." The three of them nodded happily.

Han Mo went out and came to the gate of the community, and was about to take a taxi to see where Li Chunfeng was. An old Taoist priest squatting next to the green belt next to him walked up laughing and grabbed Han Mo's shoulder.

Han Mo was startled, and looked over suddenly, an old man with crane hair and a childish face looked at him with a smile.

"You are?"

"Yo, little friend, you forgot about me so soon?"

"We know each other?!" Han Mo frowned slightly, "Senior, have we met?" ”

"Hah...... That's right, it's been more than a thousand years since the Tang Dynasty, and it's normal that you don't remember me. Hearing this, Han Mo's body tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" ”

"Don't worry, it's not a bad guy."

The old man stroked his beard and said slowly: "You are a disciple of the inner sect of Maoshan Mountain, you should know about Kongji Mountain." ”

"What is the Empty Mountain?" Han Mozhang and Er King Kong were confused, who was this old man, he said something he didn't understand.

The old man was surprised, "You don't even know about the empty mountain?" ”

"I must know?" Han Mo was puzzled, "Senior, did you recognize the wrong person?" ”

The old man shook his head, "Absolutely not mistaken, you have been to Kongji Mountain and left a mark of life, and I found you based on your mark of life." ”

Han Mo looked confused, confused by this old man. After a while, he said, "Senior, can you tell me about Kongji Mountain?" ”

"Kongji Mountain is the holy land of Xuanmen, and it is a place that people in the magic world dream of. As for me, I am one of the four elders of Kongji Mountain, a centenarian. Han Mo pursed his lips, "I haven't heard of it." ”

The centenarian looked embarrassed and helpless.

Han Mo couldn't help but smile, "Senior, I don't know you, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

After that, a forward rush, just took a step, and was carried back by the centenarian. Han Mo pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Senior, what do you want to do?" ”

The centenarian smiled and asked, "Do you want to know where Kongji Mountain is?" ”

"Don't want to ......"

The centenarian grimaced and said in a deep voice, "Little friend, don't embarrass me." Otherwise, you'll be sad. ”

Han Mo shouted in his heart, what luck, he met a madman as soon as he went out.

The hundred-year-old man said slowly: "You have a deep fate, and you have already cultivated a spirit fetus. The next step is preaching. But if you want to preach, you have to go to the empty mountain. ”

Han Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why?" ”

"There's no why, it's been the rule since ancient times."

"Okay, then you tell me where the empty mountain is."

"Metaverse!"

"What do you say? Kongji Mountain in the Metaverse? Han Mo was taken aback and said vigilantly: "Old man, who are you?" Ghost King Sect or Corpse King Sect......"

The centenarian stroked his beard and laughed, "I told you, I am one of the four elders of Kongji Mountain. Although the Metaverse is a cage for evil cultivators, powerful ghosts, demons, etc.

But there is no shortage of righteous people, Kongji Mountain was created by Zhang Tianshi more than 2,000 years ago, and he has been guarding Kongji Mountain alone for hundreds of years. It wasn't until other Xuanmen masters entered that he left with confidence. ”

Han Mo's eyes rolled, and he asked curiously, "Senior, have you preached?" ”

The centenarian stroked his beard and nodded.

Han Mo thought for a moment, and then asked, "How many people have you seen?" ”

"Little friend, do you think it's easy to preach?" The centenarian said lightly: "There are not many people who can survive the Xuanmen when they enter the Metaverse. ”

As soon as he heard this, Han Mo scolded: "Old man, are you telling me to enter the Metaverse to die?" ”

The centenarian tilted his head and covered his ears to listen to him shout.

Han Mo shouted that he was tired and gasped for breath. The centenarian then said, "Little friend, you think I want to come to you? Someone asked me to find you, saying that you are most likely to level the Metaverse. ”

"Who, nonsense?"

The centenarian smiled, "Difu Cui Fujun." ”

"Rely on ......" Han Mo rolled his eyes, "How can Lao Cui talk nonsense, how can I have the strength to level the Metaverse?" No kidding, a few days ago, I was beaten like a dead dog by the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect. ”

"That's a catastrophe that you must go through, if you don't have that time, how can you grow so fast in cultivation, and even cultivate a spiritual fetus, and become a master of the world's mysteries." Han Mo pursed his lips and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The centenarian didn't know how long he hadn't spoken, and the more Han Mo didn't react, the more he said.

Han Mo was crying in his heart, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't run away, what should he do?

As he listened, he thought he was going crazy.

The originally sunny blue sky, under the chatter of centenarians, was gloomy, as if it was going to rain. Han Mo is also convinced, the centenarian's eloquence, it's really a waste not to tell the story.

With a mouth, he just cried to God.

He couldn't admire it.

Han Mo knew that if he didn't listen to the centenarian finish his words today, he wouldn't think about it later. He thought about it, took the centenarian to find a teahouse, sat down to drink tea, and slowly listened to the centenarian's chatter.

He also rarely has free time, so he simply relaxes.

The centenarian had to drink up a pot of tea before he could finish speaking.

He stopped, and Han Mo gave him a thumbs up, "Senior, admire." You are eloquent, you used to be a storyteller, right? ”

The centenarian rolled his eyes and said, "Did you hear what I said clearly?" ”

"I understand it for eight points...... Seniors, I won't say much about it, as for when to go to the Metaverse, I have my own plans. When I arrived at the Metaverse, I would definitely go to Kongji Mountain to visit. Han Mo said.

"Little friend, the avenue is three thousand, only one ...... Everyone thinks differently, and the way they prove is also different. You are a disciple of Maoshan Inner Gate, this life is destined to be extraordinary, I hope you will do it yourself. ”

Han Mo squinted his eyes, savoring what the centenarian said. Halfway, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to have some understanding.

He looked at the centenarian and said slowly, "Is the devil also the Tao?" ”

"The ...... of the Road"

Han Mo nodded slightly, and arched his hand: "Thank you seniors, I understand what you said." But I still say the same thing, when to go to the Metaverse, I have my own plans. ”

"That's it, the old man doesn't force it, so he goes back to Kongji Mountain and waits for you."

"The seniors are serious."

The centenarian chuckled, got up and left his seat, walked out of the teahouse, and disappeared into the rain. Han Mo turned his head to look at the street, the drizzle hit the wet ground, and the pedestrians in a hurry ran with their own purposes.

And what about him?

I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it.

After paying the bill, he went out of the teahouse and disappeared into the rain. After walking aimlessly for a while, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he glanced at it and smiled, "Little adult, I'm back." ”

The little adult pouted, looking unhappy.

"Who provoked you?"

"It's not you yet, it's okay to find trouble. I went to the underworld to check the book of life and death, but the little white face never left the Son of Heaven Palace, I hid on the beam of the Son of Heaven Hall for several days, but I was wronged. ”

Hearing this, Han Mo asked, "Did you find it?" ”

"Got it."

The little adult grinned, "Boy, you may not believe it when you say it, you still know the lover of the female ghost in her previous life." ”

"I know?" Han Mo frowned slightly, recalling everyone around him. Halfway, he whispered, "Who is it?" Bai Yu or Zhang Xin?! ”

(End of chapter)