Nanzhou is the territory of the demon race, and there is a huge mountain cliff at the junction of Nanzhou and the human race, the cliff is very deep, and the distance between the two banks is dozens of miles to the naked eye, compared to the Yanjiang River. It is said that this is the place where powerful men fought in the early years of the war, and it is said that such a huge mountain stream chasm was carved out of the otherwise unremarkable ground.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, it was dark and bottomless, and after staring at it for a long time, it was as if it was staring at an abyss beast, and I didn't dare to look at it for a long time.

There is a forbidden place under this mountain stream, called the eye of the north wind, the origin of the name is that there is a huge eye of the wind in the forbidden land, and the other end does not know where to lead, before the forbidden land was not found when many people died, not far from the eye of the wind was sucked in by a huge suction, and during the inhalation process, some people witnessed being rolled into pieces by the wind and disappeared.

Then the name of the forbidden place spread widely in the world, and finally attracted the attention of the imperial court, and sent people to garrison here.

However, I don't know what kind of spell has been cast on this ghost place, and all the court monks who were sent to guard the town either died tragically or walked towards the wind and smoke by themselves as if they had been hit by an evil demon, and they were instantly shattered and swallowed into the eye of the wind.

This directly attracted the attention of those guys in the north at that time, and they guessed that what appeared there might be a product left over from the ancient period, so the Temple of Literature held three meetings.

At that time, the Confucian Temple deliberately wanted to arrange for a grandmaster-level figure in the monk world to go to the town, and the Confucian Temple knocked on the board, and the Tang Emperor also secretly acquiesced, but on the first day that the grandmaster was about to take office, he was kicked out of the museum.

The person who came was an old man who was only half a child's height, his image was a little pleasing, and he was also a lord who was unforgiving, before arriving at the forbidden land, the grandmaster greeted him politely, this guy had a very bad temper, and said bluntly, you, go back to the Northland, this is not something you can guard.

The implication is naturally that you can't do it, hurry back to your hometown, just come here.

To say that this grandmaster is also a little famous even in the north, although he has stayed in the Temple of Literature for a period of time, he speaks and acts elegantly, but he is also the master who has been to the Great Wall of the Dragon, and the aggressive blood is not worn out by the gentleness and elegance of the Temple of Literature. According to his own words, he was stupid at the time, he had never suffered such humiliation, his debut has been more than a hundred years, and he was actually killed by someone in front of him, looking at the appearance of the short old man's hippie smile, he also wanted to resist at the time, but found that the small world in the body could not function at all, as if he had lost contact with heaven and earth。

Although Tao Xian is not very powerful in the Temple of Literature, he is also a grandmaster, a great monk of the Upper Five Realms, and he can take down a grandmaster with a single face, and his strength is undoubted.

After that, the Confucian Temple didn't send any more people, not that they didn't send people, but the Wumiao side shot in advance, good guy, as soon as he made a move, he was a powerful person in the twelve realms, and he returned to the Wumiao not long after he went, and others asked him how he was, he didn't say anything, just said a word, with him, the forbidden land is fine.

After that, the forbidden land was guarded by him, and at that time, His Majesty the Tang Emperor wanted to issue an edict to him to have an official and a half position in the imperial court, which was conducive to the control of the forbidden land, but people didn't accept it at all, and the beginning was also a great power of the twelve realms, and I wanted you to be a Laoshizi.

The little eunuch who came to give the edict didn't even enter the door of the forbidden land, and was sent back to Chang'an in Central Continent by the short old man waving his hand to resist the wind.

Good guy, if you don't accept it, you won't accept it, and if you don't let people in, it's a little too much, isn't this a naked slap on his Li Sheng's face.

At that time, Li Sheng had not been on the throne for a long time, and the arrogance of the emperor who belonged to the emperor of the world when he was young did not decrease at all, even if he wanted to go directly to him to theorize, he was stopped halfway, I don't know what to say, anyway, Li Sheng finally went back happily.

Because this eye of the storm can destroy everything, it comes here when it needs to deal with something.

If the old man is there, he will be in a good mood and open a door for you, if he is in a bad mood, then say another thing, it depends on whether the wine you bring is good or not, and whether it is fragrant or not.

No one knew what the old man's name was, and no one dared to ask, after all, he was a figure that could be recognized by the twelve realms of the Martial Temple, and in the end, after a long time, and because he guarded the forbidden place, he simply called him the forbidden old man, and after a long time, he accepted the name, the title, just a code name, nothing worth caring about.

But this old man has a very strange habit of disappearing for a few days every month, month after month, year after year. No one knew where he went, no one cared at first, but then it was discovered after a long time, and there was a great power in the Temple of Literature at that time who was very curious, so he used the white jade long table in the hall, good guy, he saw it, but he only saw the back of the old man and was discovered, and finally he could only Shanshan receive the supernatural power.

I thought it would be okay like this, but the next moment the old man appeared on the white jade square in front of the Temple of Literature, chasing after the great power behind his back and saying, it was strange, there was no dirty word, and what he said actually made a little sense, the great power was hindered by his special identity, so he had to dodge, and finally sent this one away.

On the edge of the cliff, a rainbow light quickly fell to the ground from the sky, and Zhang Xianjun arrived at the edge of the cliff of the Eye of the North Wind.

Originally, he didn't need to come in person for this kind of trivial matter of eliminating the record, and he could just discuss it with the old man in the air, but after all, this was Pang Beidou's matter, and he happened to take this matter by the way.

Zhang Xianjun's thoughts probed down the cliff, hey, people are here, I thought I had pounced on it today. Then he took a step forward, and the plain clothes were nowhere to be seen.

The airflow under the cliff is a little turbulent because of the influence of the forbidden land, and it is very blowing.

Zhang Xianjun, who came here, glanced at it and saw an old man sitting not far in front of him, his figure was indeed a little small as a child, but his strength was a little Taoist.

And behind the old man is the core of the forbidden land, the eye of the north wind.

Zhang Xianjun put his hands behind his back and slowly walked in front of the old man, the old man had already opened his eyes, "Sage Zhang is here." ”

The plain-clothed scholar smiled and bowed his head.

The old man stood up and said, "Zhang Shenglai needs to use the Eye of the North Wind?" After all, who is here with normal and fine people, the suction at the bottom of the cliff alone is terrifying enough.

Zhang Xianjun said: "Well, let's eliminate a record point." ”

The old man didn't say much, and in front of the saint, he was not confident enough to be presumptuous.

Then the ban was opened, Zhang Xianjun did not stop, and threw a black spot towards the eye of the north wind, and the powerful suction directly engulfed and shattered the black dot and disappeared.

Zhang Xianjun secretly said in his heart, it is really a product left over from the ancient period, and it is appalling enough.

Then he turned and walked out, without saying anything to him.

The old man who guarded the ban re-closed the ban with interest, and stood there, unmoved.

After walking a few steps, the plain-clothed scholar turned around and smiled: "It seems that you came back from that place?"

The old man's face turned black suddenly, Ge Laozi, if it weren't for the fact that you are a saint, Lao Tzu would have scolded him a long time ago, which pot is really not opened, aren't the people in the Temple of Literature addicted to voyeurism? I like to look at people's privacy? Although it was only after the powerful person took a look out of curiosity, the people of the Temple of Literature never looked at it again, but this also left a bad impression on the old man who guarded the barn.

Now the person in front of me suddenly asked again, Ge Laozi, let me reply.

Zhang Xianjun laughed a few times and said, "I'm really a little curious, are you really from that place?"

The old man still didn't speak, but his face softened a lot, and he walked back to the place where he was, and meditated on the spot.

Zhang Xianjun was bored with himself, and after chuckling a few times, he turned around, and used the method of the heavenly immortals to hurry, and his body turned into clouds and disappeared with the wind.

The old man scoffed at this, as if he was complaining about the dissatisfaction just now, "The saint is powerful, and the methods of rushing are all colorful and chic and diverse. ”

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In front of the gate of Xuanjiang City, which is closest to the Jiangnan Metropolis, a figure is eye-catching.

The blind good-looking little Taoist priest was holding a three-tailed white fox in his arms, and a young hexagram master was standing next to him, and a big black bull was pulling behind him.

Dogen said: "This is Xuanjiang City, and it is said that the tea art here is very famous. ”

Pang Beidou smiled: "How about it, do you want to invite me to taste it later?"

After rushing down this part of the journey, Dogen felt more and more that this big gentleman was a faceless and skinless person, and he was a shameless and skinless person when he talked and acted, so he could still say it seriously.

Dao Yuan, who didn't want to pay attention to him, glanced at him, and walked into the city, he came here to have a mission, and he heard his teacher say that he had saved something in the money store in Xuanjiang City on the mountain, and if he was really shy after going down the mountain, he would take it out to solve the urgent need.

A few people behind him also followed up.

Pang Beidou asked as he walked: "What are you doing walking so fast, look at how lively it is around here, don't you slow down and enjoy it more, this is a scenery that is not available on the mountain." ”

Dao Yuan said: "I'm going to Xuanjiang Qian Xing, so I won't accompany Mr. Da to enjoy it here, too, you have been in the mountain for hundreds of years, and you finally went down the mountain, so you have to take a look." ”

Pang Beidou smiled: "I hope this is not a hint at my age. ”

Dogen didn't speak, but secretly said in his heart, "I want to see it too, it's hard to go down the mountain, but it's not a shyness in my pocket, if you like something for a while, you can't empty your pockets and show it to others when you want to buy it." ”