The white horse trotted all the way out of the valley, and when he looked back, the valley had been covered by thick and multi-layered trees, and the black dragon pool was not visible.

Continuing to look back, above the valley are the continuous mountains, from which he and Shaoyi have trudged so hard. Passing through, there is a peak in the mountain range that resembles a tiger's mouth where a dragon is entrenched, and there is a thunder pass.

After crossing the pass, he said goodbye to Geng Ding, and ran out of dozens of miles along the way to touch the fish roe.

The setting of this poisonous miasma and the escort of the thunder pass are all indispensable to Geng Ding's help. Touching the fish roe secretly thought in his heart: Senior brother, take care!

Further on, the mountain roads of different thicknesses and stumbles must have been trampled by animals, and it is well known to those who often haunt the mountains, and it is best to walk along the stream so as not to get lost.

He touched the roe and took out a silver needle and set it on the gold bracelet.

The silver needle pointed to the north and west this time, which just confirmed the judgment of touching the roe. He followed the guidance of the silver needle, adjusted slightly, and took the road due north.

The spring water is murmuring, and I want to come to this spring at the top of the mountain, because of the continuous cloud and mist condensation and rain condensation, and then all the way down. The trickle converges, and when it reaches the bottom of the valley, it converges again, forming a pool of good cellars in the Black Dragon Pond, which is thousands of feet deep.

Touching the roe is a doctor, and he naturally feels the nourishment of the clouds, forests and mountains in this pool, and has already smelled the clear air of the water in this pool, and is familiar with the precious minerals contained in the pool.

Touching the fish roe judged that this black dragon pond is worthy of being a spiritual land, no wonder the divine beast Dangkang will choose to rest and cultivate here.

Thinking of this, the fish roe couldn't help but laugh dumbly. His Divine Pill was a magical pill that had been repeatedly refined by generations of cultivators to remove the detritus and regenerate the subtlety on top of the subtlety.

I wonder if this elixir has already begun to take effect?!

The doctor gave such a cherished elixir to Dangkang, which was really out of the first reaction of being a doctor who couldn't stop it and wanted to treat the disease and save people.

When Dangkang ate the three Tsing Yi people, he had already diagnosed that the foul breath in Dangkang's bloody mouth was the result of years of greed and casualness.

This point is really difficult to match the simple and arrogant nature revealed in Dangkang's slippery and lovely big eyes.

Touching the fish roe to see that Dangkang relied on eating people and things indiscriminately to supplement nutrition, accumulate true qi, and cultivate and evolve with hard work. Inevitably, because Dangkang always swallows all kinds of temperament and various medicinal things into his stomach without discriminating and discriminating, as a result, Dangkang has both a cold and violent beast temperament, a ruthless and pungent temperament, a naughty and mischievous temperament, and even an unstoppable curiosity about other species and a bottomless enthusiasm for love......

This kind of temperament is constantly accumulating and growing in Dangkang's body.

This time, after the divine pill fanned the flames, when the various temperaments in Kang's body that were desperately growing, they continued to fight each other and each other to death, and they competed desperately to see which kind of sexual spirit could fight which one, so as to gain the upper hand, and finally become the dominant personality, which could be revealed.

Touching the fish roe walked dozens of miles away, and you could still hear the sound of fluttering in the big pool behind you, and the echo of the low roar echoed in the valley. Presumably, when Kang took the Divine Pill, he was extremely uncomfortable.

According to the character of the fish roe, if you don't help, you will fall into self-blame until death.

Therefore, although he was very reluctant to touch the fish roe at that time, he still took out the divine pill, threw it behind him, and Nadangkang opened his mouth to catch it.

One is to improve Dangkang's physical condition, the second is to thank it for inadvertently eating three Tsing Yi people to help a lot, and the third is for not eating the grace of the white horse.

At this time, because it was important to escape, even though he knew that Dang Kangzheng was so uncomfortable that he tossed, he couldn't turn back to help him digest the medicinal power of this divine pill.

Thinking that the power of the divine pill was hammered out thousands of times in the body of the Dangkang Divine Beast like a sledgehammer, and the hammer of Dangkang was very unbearable, however, there was something important to do, and there was nothing to help when he touched the fish roe, so he could only hurry up and go all the way by himself.

At the top of the hillside, he didn't dare to stop touching the fish roe, he wiped a handful of sweat, looked at Shaoyi who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and prepared to rush all the way downhill.

At this time, somehow, the hosta fell to the ground, and when she touched the fish roe, she had no choice but to pull the reins, so she had to turn around and run to the same place.

He turned over with a harrier, fished out the side of the white horse, and scooped up the hosta.

"Wow-"

Did Shaoyi be squeezed because the range of action of touching the fish roe was too large, causing him to cry loudly?! Touching the fish roe hurriedly stuffed the hosta back into the swaddling clothes, ready to check on the less one, but the less one stopped crying immediately.

Just as the fish roe picked up and collected the hosta, the reflection of the hosta itself illuminated a corner of the grass in front of it.

Touching the fish roe and looking over, the corner shimmered like ice in the bright sun, shining so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Touching the fish roe and looking at it again, he lost the trace of this thing again.

He nervously tied his horse to the trunk of the tree and walked lightly.

A spring of water was rising happily, and a light spirit filled the top of the mountain. There are many stones beside the spring, and the birds are startled.

The shining place was now gone.

In the chaotic rocks, he couldn't find the fish roe, so he could only activate his divine sense, settle down, and slowly grope.

Faintly, there is an energy that has been glowing faintly in the dark. He bent down and picked up the grass, but still found nothing.

This faint light and heat is so warm, and when I touch the fish roe, I suddenly feel blessed, as if I have grown a kind of transcendent spirit that is not afraid.

The little one also opened his little eyes and stared straight at one place.

Touching the fish roe followed the direction of Shaoyi's past, a remnant of the monument was carried by a stone turtle, not showing the mountain, not dew, and sinking faintly in the grass of moss and thorn plum.

If it weren't for the reflection of the hosta, the remnants of the monument would not have been found at all.

Touching the fish roe split the grass with his hands, stepping on the grass without a road, and approaching the foothold of the stone monument.

Even if I read the thousands of scrolls by heart and looked at them carefully, I could not distinguish the ancient words on this stele.

The text on the stele is strong and heavy, and the font is square, and after only one glance, he feels that he is facing the context of an old man.

The ancient characters are not pictographic, nor are they transliterated. Between the lines, there are many blocks, many dots and lines, a lot of blank spaces, and many blanks and mutilations that should not be broken, but have been erased and broken......

This small remnant monument, silent in the grass of an unknown hill, is like a page of heavenly books left in the world, and like a chessboard that has not been finished and left countless regrets......

Although I can't understand this text, this stone tablet that was split by an invisible force made the fish roe perceive that the sky and the earth are yellow, and all things are dogs......

Touching the fish roe, I couldn't help but feel the magnanimity of the transcendent power, and its consistent silence about the changes of the world for hundreds of millions of years.

Only a moment of pain, the next moment, touching the fish roe was engraved on the inscription of the powerful force to re-stimulate the high-spirited mood.

Suddenly, the veins on the remnant monument swelled one by one, and the veins surged......

Touching the fish roe seemed to be whitewashed by this context in front of the ancient text, and he was unconscious, like a new life, like a pure child who had achieved nothing, but was unusually clean!

The inscription is eclectic, evoking the love of touching the fish roe like a wave rushing and surging......

The appeal of this ancient affinity came overwhelmingly, enveloping the four wildernesses, making the heavens and the earth happy, and the birds and beasts happy......

The appeal of this inscription is like that of a powerful old cultivator, with only a slight glance, the inexhaustible meaning in his eyes has been endless, silky, and unhindered...... Let the viewer be taught, give the viewer comfort, for a while, all knowledge is ......

At the same time, all this makes the viewer feel that this power conveys the natural distance between gods and men, which is friendly and distant, so that people cannot play with it and cannot be crossed......

"Ahh

He babbled with his little hands, his dark and bright eyes focused on it for a while, and then he kept squinting around because of the blurred light.

Touch the fish roe to untie the swaddling clothes lovingly, so that the baby can let go of the restrained hands and feet in the noon sun, so that they can touch the nature of this beautiful mountain, water and scenery with their skin.

One less gently slid the tip of the grass with his fingers, and a ray of light flew up from his fingertips......

It flew slowly, in an arc, towards the stele, and as soon as the light touched the stele, for a while, the rainbow on the stele was in the sky.

No, it was Shaoyi who picked up the words on the remnant tablet with the light on his fingers, and the light really picked up the words, and was involuntarily hit on the clouds, more like a long text light, flickering in the air.

Touching the roe and looking at the sky, the rainbow of words that touch the sky with one less finger is the ancient text on the remnant tablet, which is made up of squares, circles, and dots...... and other magical symbols and words are paved, like a character bridge to the heavenly road.

Great! I was amazed by the fish roe.

One less finger pointed to the sky, babbling, as if echoing the admiration of touching the fish roe.

The light that flies from the tip of one less finger is like a kite string that holds the kite, and the bridge of the heavenly road composed of symbols and words is the kite.

Look, Shaoyi's little hand is tugging on the kite string, and the bridge in the sky seems to be swaying with it.

Touching the fish roe, he opened his mouth wide and rubbed his eyes. The heart said, you little fellow deserves to be the primordial seed.

"Crackle—"

Suddenly, a large drop of rain fell.

Touching the fish roe and looking at the young one, the little guy had already withdrawn his little hand, and his eyes were full of information about the bridge of the heavenly road.

Touching the fish roe looked at Shaoyi's eyes and was deeply impressed.

Just as the fish roe was looking at the spectacle, the bridge of the heavenly road in the missing glance disappeared at once.

Satisfied with his eyes, he closed his eyes and prepared to sleep, completely ignoring the cold wind and rain.

Touching the fish roe wrapped Shaoyi tightly in his arms, he looked up at the sky again. At this time, the sky is sunny and cloudy, and the iron-gray sky is like washing, where is there any bridge from heaven, could it be that this is all my own illusion?!

A dark cloud was sinking in the middle of the sky, and a thunderstorm was coming.

Could it be that this little baby recorded the words on the remnant tablet in his mind, and wiped off the bridge of characters reflected in the sky like a rag?

He looked down, and by this time, the rain had already soaked to the surface of his feet, and the mud was splashing everywhere, and the grass and trees were scattered by the rain.

He searched carefully, but there were still some remnants of the monument.

The grass is green, and the Qingchuan calendar is ......

There is only the old way, and there is no monument.