"Childe doesn't know who it is? Could it be that he is also going to the Mirrorless Ruins?"

After Zhang Si was excited, he remembered the boy opposite, so he asked.

"To tell you the truth, I also came here this time in the hope of being able to worship the Immortal Gate Saint, but I don't know if there is such an honor to enter the Immortal Gate Sect. Xiao Xiao said.

Although the father and son of the Zhang family are just farmers in a remote place, because they got acquainted with the Xianmen sage, the status of the two will be different in the future.

Xiao Xiao looked at the little hairy boy who had lost two front teeth opposite, and smiled a little far-fetchedly, maybe he would enter the Immortal Sect with this little hairy boy in the future.

"Childe is too worried, Childe's appearance, such a demeanor, I look very similar to the Xianmen sage, and they all have a ...... A burst of immortal qi will definitely enter the Immortal Sect smoothly. ”

Zhang Si was in a very good mood, and he did not forget to encourage this young man.

After all, it is not easy for everyone to gather here on this cold day, and it is always good to encourage and comfort each other.

What's more, this son has such a big pomp, the food and clothing are the best, either rich or expensive, if he can also enter the Xianmen Sect, he can be regarded as the same brother as Wuzi, Wuzi is young, if he can get the care of this son, it is also good.

"To borrow your auspicious words, it's just that I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I am worried in my heart, I don't know if the Xianmen saint will mind. If Your Excellency has the opportunity to see the Xianmen Sage again, and hope to say a few kind words for me, Xiao Xiao will replace the wine with tea here, and thank you first. ”

Xiao Xiao raised the teacup, after all, this father and son and the Xianmen saint have a good fate, if they can help them, they will be a little more sure.

For Zhang Si and his son, if they enter the Xianmen Sect, it will be an opportunity for the carp to jump over the dragon gate and change his life.

For Xiao Xiao, entering the Immortal Sect was his only chance to survive.

"Well said, well said. ”

Zhang Si immediately picked up the teacup and touched it, feeling happy in his heart.

Although Zhang Si doesn't know what the identity of this son is, judging from the pomp, he must be very noble.

I didn't expect that he, a ravine farmer, could sit and drink tea with such a character, and he was entrusted by him, so he felt like he was dreaming in a trance, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

"However, the Xianmen sage said that my son must cross the endless sea before he can be accepted as a disciple. I wonder if Childe has heard of this endless sea?"

Zhang Si was thinking about the Endless Sea in his heart, if Wuzi couldn't cross the Endless Sea, he wouldn't be able to enter the Immortal Gate Sect, and everything would be empty.

"The Endless Sea...... I only know that if I want to enter the Mirrorless Ruins, I must cross the Endless Sea, but I don't know how to cross it. Xiao Xiao said.

"If it's the sea, you can ferry it by boat, but this Qingfeng Town is deep inland, where does the sea come from?"

Although Zhang Si has little knowledge, Qingfeng Town and Zhangjiatun are only two days away, and he has lived here since he was a child, and he has never heard of any sea here.

"This sea is not the other sea. The old man sitting at the table next to them said.

Just now, they had been listening to the conversation between the two, and when they heard that the father and son had met the Xianmen sage, they thought about finding an opportunity to talk.

The old man overheard the conversation between the two and interjected in vain, hoping not to blame. ”

The old man has white hair, is close to old age, although he is dressed in tattered old clothes, but it is difficult to hide the fairy wind bones around him, and his temperament is extraordinary.

"Old Weng must not be polite, since everyone is here for the Mirrorless Ruins and the Immortal Gate Sage, if the old man does not dislike it, can you be willing to cook tea at the same table with us?" Xiao Xiao got up and respectfully invited.

"Then the old man is respectful, and it is better to obey his fate. The white-haired old man said.

He and the other three came together, plus Xiao Xiao and Zhang Si, father and son, couldn't sit at one table, so they simply put the two tables together.

Xiao Xiao ordered the maid to cook tea, took out a few exquisite pastries, and served them carefully.

"It's cold and the road is difficult, and a few old men are in the dust, I don't know where they came from?" Xiao Xiao asked.

These old men were short and thin, with dark skin, gray hair, shabby leather jackets, and two of them were blindfolded with black cloths, as if they had eye diseases.

Xiao Xiao has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his father and queen mother are very worried, and what he has seen the most since he was a child is the masters of all walks of life, as well as the immortals who travel everywhere.

Most of them are not informal, they don't like to dress up, they have a peculiar temperament, and their personality habits are weird.

The four old men were pale and gray-haired, with shabby clothes, and crutches, all dejected, like begging and vagrants, but there was a faint and mysterious atmosphere.

Xiao Xiao thought to himself, they are so old, but they can brave such a big wind and snow, all the way here, they must have extraordinary skills and means, and they have a little more admiration in their hearts.

"The four of us are from the Shazhou Temple, and we have come here from thousands of miles away, just like you, all to see the appearance of the Xianmen Sage, hoping to worship under the Xianmen Sage and enter the Mirrorless Ruins to seek knowledge and solve doubts. The old man said.

Hearing the old man say this, Zhang Si smiled a little embarrassedly.

Look at these old men, the youngest is close to the age of sixties.

A group of old people braved such a heavy snowstorm to come here, but they were also looking for the Xianmen saint to apprentice.

If these people enter the Mirrorless Ruins with Wuzi and become brothers of the same sect, although they have the same generation in the Xianmen Sect, if they are based on their age, it is not an exaggeration for Wuzi to be their great-grandson.

"Sandbank Temple? I heard that although the sandbank land is desolate and hot, the sandbank temple is extremely effective, and the most ancient spiritual effect of the gods belongs to the Wuji Temple on the Ethereal Mountain, which is the ancestral court of the temple in this world, and there is an endless stream of worshippers every year. ”

"A few years ago, my father and I went to the Temple of Infinite Heaven, and I was really shocked by the grandeur of the temple, and I still feel like a dreamland when I think about it. It's a pity that due to his humble status, he only worshiped 49 small Qinghua peaks and 16 large Qinghua peaks. Not being able to pay homage to the 4 Lingyun Peaks and see the Heavenly Pillar on the Ethereal Peak is really a big regret in the life of Xiao's father and son. Xiao Xiao said with a look of regret on his face.

The sandbar is barren and hot, 60% of the land is covered by the desert, but the strange thing is that in an oasis in the depths of the desert, it stands proudly in the mountains, surrounded by fairy energy, covered by deep forests, full of greenery, like a mirage, and the place is conveniently called the Ethereal Mountain.

There are 49 small Qinghua peaks, 16 large Qinghua peaks, 4 Lingyun peaks, and a main peak, the ethereal peak.

The Ethereal Peak is located at the top of the Ethereal Mountain, and legend has it that there is a pillar of the gods on the Ethereal Peak, which supports the entire human world.

Each of the peaks on the Ethereal Mountain has its own main deity, and the deities are different.

The higher you go, the higher the rank of the deity, the more the voice of devotional worship can be heard by the gods, and the easier it is to achieve the vision.

However, the rules of the Ethereal Mountain are strict, and the gods that can be worshiped vary according to the status and level of the worshippers.

The young man said that he had visited 16 Xiaoqinghua Peaks, which meant that he was a son of a feudal king or a royal family of a small affiliated country.

"Lingyun Peak?hahaha~ Young man, if you and I can enter the Immortal Sect together and become brothers in the same sect, you will live in the temple on the top of my Lingyun Peak, which is just a trivial matter of a letter. The old man with a black cloth blindfold laughed. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~