Ah Qing retired.

Han Le was alone and climbed Daluo Mountain.

After he walked past the boundary monument, he felt a heavy force pressing down on him.

The more he tried to resist, the more ferocious the force became.

It wasn't until he was sweating profusely and breathing a sigh of relief that he found that the power of imprisonment had become much looser.

A flash of realization flashed in Han Le's heart.

Although this Da Luo Mountain is different from the original Kung Fu Inn, the effect is indeed similar.

Within this Daluo Immortal Realm, all power will be suppressed.

He suppressed all his strength to the lowest level, and when he walked, it was indeed much easier.

In the Daluo Wonderland, the clouds and mist are filled, and the visibility is extremely low.

Ah Qing didn't give instructions, and Han Le could only walk casually with his own feelings.

Strange to say, before approaching Da Luo Mountain, he could sometimes strongly feel the existence of that page of the Desolate Heavenly Book.

But after entering Daluo Mountain, he lost the sense of the Book of Wasteland.

It's as if that page of the book never appeared.

"This Da Luo Mountain is really a little weird. ”

"It's just that such a magnificent immortal mountain, what kind of events have it experienced to fall here?"

Han Le panted and climbed the mountain road, saw a few corpses on the side of the road, and said that it was false not to be cold.

He had sealed himself with all his powers at this time, not much different from a mortal.

The mountain road of Daluo Mountain is rugged, and it is extremely difficult for him to walk.

Even every time he walked, he had to rest for a while before he dared to move on.

Because the mountain road is too dangerous.

Some mountain roads can only be passed by one person, and if you are not careful, you may fall down.

What is under the mountain, Han Le doesn't know.

All he could see was a cloud of mist.

But he knows very well that if he falls, he will definitely end up dying.

"Ah Qing asked me to come to Da Luo Mountain, saying that there was a great opportunity, so what is the meaning for her?"

Han Le thought in his heart: "On the surface, she said that she wanted to break away from the shackles of Yunzhou Zhibrain, so why is she so afraid of Da Luo Mountain?"

Han Le is not a fool.

Although Ah Qing pretended to be calm, he could feel her fear of Da Luo Mountain.

It's not the fear of the people here, it's not the memory of the past, it's the fear of the mountain itself!

This is Han Le's instinct, I don't know if it's right or not.

If it is true, then why would she have a fear of a mountain?

Han Le didn't understand.

He moved on.

Halfway up the mountain, he saw a dilapidated ancient temple.

This was the first building he saw on Daluo Mountain.

Han Le hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to go in and have a look.

In the ancient temple, it was cold.

There are no cobwebs on the statues of the gods enshrined, so it can be seen that the vitality is cut off, and there are only traces of cracks.

"This idol is not the same as the gods on earth in my previous life. ”

"I don't know what god it is. ”

Han Le watched it for a long time.

I always felt that the idol was somewhat familiar, but in his memory, it was not the Three Qings, nor the Buddha, nor the gods such as God Christ.

The idol was very tall, and Han Le always felt that he was smiling from the angle he saw.

It's a very evil smile.

Han Le didn't dare to stay too long.

After he withdrew from the ancient temple, he continued the arduous mountain walk.

It's just that it didn't take long for this originally cloudy Daluo Mountain to suddenly start to rain heavily!

The torrential rain poured down, like steel balls, and the weight was extremely heavy.

Han Le's skin was smashed, and there was actually bruising, swelling and pain!

"What kind of rain is this!"

"No, we have to find a place to shelter from the rain, and if we continue like this, we will have to be stoned to death by this torrential rain." ”

The bean-sized rain hit Han Le's head, and he felt pain.

If he is a little more fierce, maybe he will faint.

Han Le had no choice but to speed up his walk along the mountain road.

After all, along the way, he only found a place in the ancient temple where he could shelter from the rain.

"Let's hide here for now, and hopefully nothing weird will happen. ”

Han Le went into the temple and stayed away from the strange rain for a while.

He found a clean place to sit in the temple, but he didn't dare to let his guard down.

Because of the loss of strength, he didn't dare to use the little heavenly eye to check the movements around him, so everything had to be observed with the naked eye!

Outside the temple, the torrential rain became more and more intense.

It didn't take long for Han Le to feel sleepy.

Although he wanted to support himself with his great will, after losing all his strength, he was only a mortal after all.

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

In the ancient temple, there is a sense of tranquility.

It's a heavy rain in the mountains.

Han Le was awakened by a burst of ancient music.

The moment he woke up, he couldn't help but shudder.

It was as if someone was secretly staring at him.

"I fell asleep!"

"There is a problem with this ancient temple!"

Han Le was very vigilant in his heart.

It's just that at this time, in the heavy rain outside the temple, some images vaguely appeared!

And there, that's where the music comes from.

It seems to be the sound of the qin, but also the pipa, and in short, some ancient Chinese musical instruments.

Because the voice was too ethereal, Han Le didn't dare to conclude.

His eyes widened.

Outside the ancient temple, in the heavy rain, he actually saw a fairy mountain!

Immortal mountains loom in the background.

A row of cranes flew across the sky, and there were phoenixes singing here.

Countless white-clothed immortals stepped on the clouds, and they danced in the mountains, accompanied by the pleasant sound of heaven, the scene was really amazing.

Music is fairy music, and dance is fairy dance.

For a while, in the heavy rain, it seemed to become a fairyland on earth.

"That's the real Da Luo Wonderland?"

In Han Le's heart, he had some guesses.

Soon, a thunderclap flashed in the sky.

The immortals stopped dancing, and they looked up at the black clouds in horror.

The thunder continued, and the fairy music was slightly out of tune, but the immortals actually continued to dance.

It's just that in Han Le's opinion, their dancing posture is somewhat strange.

In the next second, the skin and flesh of the dancing immortals began to peel off, and in the end, only a skeleton was left dancing.

A skeleton dressed in white danced in the rain.

Xianle also gradually turned dark and low.

Han Le only felt a chill coming from all directions.

At this time, the dancing immortal seemed to see the direction of the ancient temple.

They are dancing and walking this way!

The skeletons, their mouths opening and closing, seemed to be telling something.

But Han Le could only hear a low laugh!

"Where is this Daluo Wonderland, it is clearly Shura Hell!"

"Da Luo Shan, what the hell is going on!"

Han Le couldn't sit still!

He stood up.

At this moment, a crisp sound of music burst through the sky!

A kind old monk came from the rain and walked into the ancient temple!

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